I Became the Wrong Race

281 – Solution (4)

Even with empty words, it wasn’t that good to look at.

The mere sight of flesh burning, breaking, melting, and regenerating would be absolutely terrifying to a human with a weak stomach, but the Dragon King went one step further and his form itself was changing.

That’s what it means to become a homunculus.

Llewelyn saw the three assistants and Orthemilia busy behind her.

“Crunch, croak… ” .”

“The bone marrow is regenerating. “Gungjeongbaek.”

“Know. “Don’t rush me.”

Bright red bodily fluid gushing out from all pores of the body along with boiling blood.

Even before his name she was called, the royal servant moved his hand her over her her body her within a stone’s throw of the Dragon King.

More bright red bodily fluids and blood covering the body are drawn out by the touch.

The blood that soaked the laboratory table dripped onto the ground, but did not reach the court bag at all.

The palace bag took out rotten blood, rotting blood, and inferior blood from the body as if nothing was wrong.

Then, all that’s left is for the body and the drugs that went into it to take care of it. Blood filling the body and moving around energetically.

Even if the heart was not beating and was stagnant, it was the blood of a homunculus that was enough to fill the whole body with vitality.

In addition, it was also the reason why homunculi were frequently used as blood bags.

Llewelyn was watching Yang with a slightly uncomfortable expression.

“… Good. It’s over.”

“Prepare the next drug.”

Ortemilia nods her head and operates the device. The sight of something like serum moving and flowing.

It was the second drug that had flowed in a little while ago. A drug that rebuilds blood vessels.

It wasn’t just about reconstructing the veins, it was also rebuilding the blood, but Llewelyn was good at that.

Even though it was a terrible sight, that ‘rebirth’ contained a mystery comparable to the birth of life.

Even if you had nothing to do, it was difficult to leave, and it wasn’t that you had nothing to do.

After those five processes, it was necessary to bless that body with divinity.

So Llewelyn waited. The next drug is a drug that regenerates the heart.

Llewelyn originally wondered what was the principle behind the homunculus heart that he performed as well as it could without beating, but it seemed to be thanks to that drug.

Thanks to this, the homunculus was able to survive without breathing and heartbeat. Since it was a trait that had helped him many times, Llewelyn paid close attention.

“Kruk, gurk, gurk…” ” ” !”

As soon as the drug was injected, I looked with disgust at the flesh and blood coming out of the Dragon King’s mouth.

I was wondering what would happen to the heart that was left over after regeneration, but it felt like it was being vomited out like that.

Since it was none other than Yongin’s heart, I thought they would leave it or remove it, but they did not.

In any case, does it mean that the homunculus heart is superior? Even though the original heart was lost, the powerful magical power remaining in the body was still there, and it did not take long to regenerate the heart.

Heart pounding, pounding, pounding.

The heart, which was originally not supposed to beat, once it was created, it was placed under the Dragon King’s swollen breasts with a clear heartbeat.

The heart spreads magical energy throughout the body, and especially fills the blood vessels that have already regenerated with magical energy.

Llewellyn was impressed by the magical power that quickly took control of his haggard, bloodless body.

There were two drugs left, but even they were not that flashy or visible.

The remaining two drugs were strengthening, not regenerative.

It strengthened the nervous system as if by quenching it, causing steam to come out of the body, and there was no reaction at all to the drug that strengthens the brain.

However, Llewelyn knew where the homunculi’s trait of not basically needing sleep came from.

So, Llewelyn thought at the point when all the drugs had been administered.

I wonder if he made it through a similar process.

If so, how and where did you get the base body?

If there is a body that serves as the foundation, whose body was it originally?

Maybe it wasn’t Llewelyn’s body, but Yoon Se-jin’s body?

Just like Yoon Se-ah did.

It was around this time that Llewelyn was lost in such thoughts.

“King.”

A court bag quietly calling out to Llewelyn.

Only then did Llewelyn come to her senses and see the Dragon King.

A completely unconscious and fainting woman was there.

“Huh.”

It was Yongin, with no traces of its past.

In fact, she seemed closer to a necromancer than a dragon.

To that extent, she didn’t seem to have any traces of what she was like before.

If I hadn’t been watching, it would have taken me a long time to realize that she was the Dragon King.

While Llewelyn thought so, she quietly looked at the Dragon King.

Although she was sharp, she was a beauty who seemed somewhat honest.

A beautiful woman with a pair of prominent horns, a thick tail, and sparse scales on her skin.

Considering that necromancers are turning completely white, their appearance seemed to indicate that this would be the characteristic of the new race.

In addition, I was able to see how well necromancers created dragons in the distant past.

This was no longer something that could be called acceptable.

This was a dragon. A new dragon race created by those who gave up their dragon qualifications and became necromancers, and has only now been completed.

A new transcendental species that will join the fourth clan among the three.

“What should I do?”

“I bless you with your qualifications and power… “You can decide your fate.”

The expression “Determining one’s fate” Bothered me. Llewelyn was displeased because they seemed like they were beings without even freedom.

When I slowly lifted my eyes, it seemed like that wasn’t the case.

“… Good luck?”

“Give them eternity.”

A prophet who speaks politely. A variety of emotions were felt on that face.

The thing that jumped out the most among them was regret and atonement. Llewelyn didn’t let go of her, telling her to say it right away if that’s what she meant.

She just quietly looked down at the woman and placed her hand between her puffy breasts, towards where her heart would be.

Exciting!

Llewelyn’s heart vomited her beat and divinity.

It is part of the action that takes place every time one uses divinity. A gray-colored nova floats in space, and the four people exposed to the nova react differently.

People who smile brightly, people who let out long sighs, people who look with a mix of concern and anticipation, and people who look at those things with satisfaction.

It is transcendent, and the limits of its power far exceed those of ordinary humans.

Three people who still decide and move their actions for ‘generally’ human reasons, and one person who is much closer to being human.

Llewelyn stretched her hand deeper into the gap.

Heart pounding, pounding, pounding.

I can feel the dragon king’s beating heart. A heart sound that follows as if responding to Llewelyn’s heartbeat filling the space.

I felt that it was longing for a new destiny. Llewelyn blinked her eyes slowly and took a deep breath.

What is needed is a declaration.

As a god and king, the first command to give them and the guidance that will guide their entire lives.

A miracle created by divinity.

Exciting!

Llewelyn’s heart beat loudly, and in a trembling tremor, Llewelyn opened her mouth.

What comes to mind is the blessing that blacksmiths give to weapons after forging them.

It was still the same now. So to speak, the fourth clan was forged by Llewelyn’s armory and his subordinates.

Llewelyn opened her mouth as she felt the divinity gently spreading.

“I hope this man’s claws don’t reach out in the wrong place.”

“May you have no regrets in your actions.”

“Finally… I hope that when everything is over, you can rest in peace.”

Llewelyn’s words make her stop, and the sacred energy that flows with her heartbeat stops. At the place where the four eyes were focused, Llewelyn slowly withdrew her hand.

The first race created by Llewelyn was there.

It was a sight that more than gave Llewelyn confidence that he could really do it.

*

When the procedure was over and I came out, most people stayed in their seats.

This meant that the procedure did not take a long time.

A sight that instills confidence that homunculus transformation can be performed on all Yong people who do not know how many people there will be.

Llewelyn sighed in relief, and saw everyone’s eyes stopping in Llewelyn’s arms.

“… Sejin, that is.”

“It’s the Dragon King.”

Little of the Dragon King remained as before.

Except for the horns, a few scales, and a tail, he was a completely different person.

The bright red hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes should have faint traces of the previous appearance, but without the horns and tail, there was a difference that couldn’t even be guessed.

Llewelyn was holding the woman’s body her her, wrapping her blanket around her.

“The procedure was a success. The Dragon King’s curse… It’s already gone.”

As Llewell Lin approached and placed it on her table, people’s eyes focused on the Dragon King.

“This… Dragon King?”

“Even though I’ve changed, I’ve changed so much.”

Two people quietly open their mouths. Even Lorian looked embarrassed, as if he hadn’t expected this, and Lucilla frowned as if she was offended.

It was an unexpected thing for Llewelyn, but in fact, everyone except Llewelyn guessed the reason.

Lucilla was very jealous, and whenever she saw someone clinging to her sister, she would dye the whites of her eyes black and show off her displeasure.

It was still the same now. The Dragon King thought that since his younger brother had become such a beautiful woman, he was taking away the affection he deserved from his younger brother his.

We still need to find out if the Dragon King actually wants that.

“So, what do we do now?”

Except for Lucilla herself, no one understood Lucilla’s jealousy of her. It was also a rare moment for Lucilla to become ugly.

Even the melody was being ignored.

“If you’re going to rush the dragon people’s surgery, you’ll have to bring someone across the continent, but at least someone with quick mobility…”

“No.”

Llewell Lin, who had put down the Dragon King and quietly observed the people, opened her mouth.

To those who were perplexed as to whether she was trying to save the Dragon King without performing the procedure, Llewelyn spoke confidently.

“The fortresses of the three clans can be moved. And at a very fast speed.”

Anyone who has played the game knows this, but the three clans were engaged in all kinds of operations all over the continent.

There was a lot of discussion about what kind of transportation method they used to be able to move so secretly and quickly.

And I could tell without even looking into it that the aerial fortress had mobility behind it.

“They are the people who will serve me as the fourth clan from now on. It would make sense to go pick it up myself.”

Above all, because of the Dragon King’s changed appearance, it will not be easy to persuade him once he wakes up.

So Llewellyn proudly declared.

“Going to the Old Continent.”

I will go directly to the Old Continent and bring back the dragons.