I Became the Wrong Race

99 – Twins (6)

The first sensation that came in the morning was pleasure.

The pleasure I enjoyed last night didn’t come, it was because there was someone in the middle of doing something.

I opened my eyes and before I knew it, I saw the sun in the middle of the sky.

The sun hangs high, cold and pale, but warm. More than that, the feeling of climbing up my lower body was warm and pleasant.

I blinked a few times and lifted the blanket that covered my lower body.

Then what you see is a pair of blue-gray eyes that shine brightly even in the dark.

“… “What are you doing?”

“Revenge.”

“It’s a bit unfair to take revenge after asking for something.”

“It’s worth it.”

The tail that came out from under the blanket fluttered gently, and Isla slowly climbed up my body, swallowing what was in her mouth.

There was nothing on its her body her her her her. The naked body exposed without a trace reminded me of the frenzy that lasted from last night to morning.

“Again?”

She felt a nudge between my legs and looked at me reproachfully, and I smiled sheepishly.

“No, when I think about it, it’s a bit like that.”

“Body injury.”

“Well, I’m very strong… ” .”

“I am.”

‘It’s not you.’ I didn’t say it, but I felt like I heard it. I smiled and said yes.

Well, there are things like fortune telling in this world.

Usually, men tend to die unexpectedly, but looking back on yesterday, it seemed more likely that Isla would die unexpectedly than I would.

“So, are you taking it out in advance?”

“Yes.”

“What if I do it because I want to?”

Isla’s eyes widened at my words and she was worried.

Isla was contemplating, leaning her head on my chest and gently stroking her chest with her right hand.

Her her tail her her her fluttered and her blanket her her her was lifted, revealing the lower half of her body her her her underneath.

It was a prominent bump due to her wide hips. That’s why the cushioning felt good.

Isla had a pretty good body, even if it wasn’t obvious because of her tail.

Should I say that it was to the point where I reached out to her hand and kneaded it without even realizing it?

Isla started by my touch and looked up at me.

“I won’t do this anymore today.”

“Really?”

“… “If you want to do it, I’ll do it just a little bit.”

No matter what Isla said, she couldn’t refuse my request. She hesitated for a moment and then she climbed on top of me.

“Me from above instead. “Lu, don’t move.”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“Huh. Even if you want to do it later… Say it first. “I’ll take it somewhere else.”

Maybe they thought it would be difficult to handle me, who has infinite stamina.

Isla suggested so and slowly moved her hips to take the position.

Because the one who provoked it was Islam. Isla must be the one to solve the problem. It was time for me to think.

I felt something.

Something hard to put into words. I grabbed Isla’s wrist in surprise, and she opened her eyes wide in surprise and fluffed her tail.

“I will do it-“

“Wait a minute.”

I was feeling something. I could vaguely sense something from the corner of the room.

But I couldn’t figure out what it was.

There was no sound.

There is nothing visible.

But I felt something that could be called a presence.

Clearly there is no one.

Is it my mother’s gaze? For that to be the case, my gaze was a bit low.

I glanced around the corner of the room, and Isla followed my gaze and turned her head to look at me again.

“What do you have?”

“… I think there is. “No.”

Isla tilts her head. She felt the pressure between her her legs her her her her her her her disappear and wrapped her blanket around her her body her her her.

“I’m glad. Let’s wake up.”

It was a bit disappointing, but I agreed and got up.

There was nothing in the corner where I could feel the presence.

It was after even the trace disappeared.

Maybe I was mistaken.

I got dressed.

*

“Oh, did you sleep well? Did you sleep for a long time? “Today?”

When we came out of the room, the first thing that greeted us was the melody.

She smiled and waved her hand, then looked at me and then at Isla.

Next to him was Lorian. She blinked her eyes as she looked at the melody that spoke somehow strangely.

“It’s awkward to say it’s morning, but… Good morning.”

But he doesn’t really care if he doesn’t know what it is and he says hello to me. I nodded to those two.

“I had some work to do so I slept for a long time. Good morning.”

“It’s work. Well… Since something like that happened, it’s possible.”

Although I intentionally blurted out the words, I could feel Isla’s expression darkening as she stood next to me.

Even though I was able to cover up some of the wounds with my efforts last night, Isla was still hurt.

It was a mental trauma. It was only natural that my sister was reassembled into the shape of a tree.

Now that I think about it, what happened? Perhaps sensing my doubts, Melody quickly erased her forced smile.

“That tree… The captive said that the alchemist would conduct further investigation. But I guess it’s better not to get your hopes up. “It’s my first time seeing something like that.”

“What did Lucilla say?”

“It’s the same as me. This is my first time seeing it, it’s terrible, I have to be careful. And then he went out on patrol for a while.”

It’s patrol. I slowly turned my head and looked at the landing pad.

There, Brock was tapping the bowl left over with his beak after scooping up the food.

“They said it’s better to reserve air power. “I didn’t go out alone, so you don’t have to worry.”

It’s air power. Well, since this worldview was based on the Middle Ages, there weren’t many things that could fly in the air.

At most, it would be a fortress of the three clans, if not a fortress of the Black Knights, who could fly by ‘pushing out magic power’ with the technology of the anti-magic school.

It was difficult to say that the latter was an enemy anymore, and the former was definitely an ally, so there was no need to question it.

It was something I didn’t know. I recalled the shocking sight I saw yesterday.

That could work, but it wouldn’t be strange if there was something flying.

It’s not good to let down your guard. I nodded and looked at the melody.

I wasn’t wearing the vest that exposed my navigation and the revealing shirt that I had been wearing for a while.

Rather, it was closer to an outfit that covered the entire body. There was no cloak in sight.

“It looks like you didn’t take the Seal of Concealment with you.”

Then, a melody that shakes one’s shoulders.

She fixed her face with a smile.

“Oh, that’s right. Yes. Since I have it…”

The seal of concealment was a ring. It was an object currently placed on Melody’s finger her, and it was a magic device that she could deceive and hide unless it was some detection magic once a day.

I thought I would have taken it with me as it was a pretty good item for reconnaissance, surveillance, or patrolling where my base should not be discovered, but I guess I was surprised.

There’s no way my sister wouldn’t know about that item, and the cooldown is once a day, so maybe she’s trying to save it?

It was an understandable decision. Above all, I didn’t want to disparage my sister’s judgment by saying that I was a person of inferiority.

Because my sister is a wise person. There must be a reason for everything.

There may be some other intention. I nodded and looked at Melody’s ring, and Melody secretly covered it with her smiling face.

“Then, let’s go find your sister. “There are some things we need to discuss.”

“… Oh, is that so?”

It looks as if he is relieved. While not only me but also Lorian looked at me with suspicion, Melody quickly headed to the elevator leading outside.

There was a lot to say and hear.

Until now, I thought the enemy was just three clans.

But that wasn’t the case.

After my older sister was kicked out by the emperor and came to the New World, I recently defeated Selma and broke the shackles that bound me.

Finally, the enemy became clear. A gigantic being whose shape was unclear until now, only hanging like fog.

Something that is everywhere like the wind and soft as a dream, but in reality, like a sticky swamp, it catches people and kills them.

I strengthened my will by thinking of Selma, who had hardened into the shape of a tree.

‘Mother’ is the enemy.

This land is targeting me.

What will happen to me is not a joke to be laughed off lightly.

You will need to find your sister and ask for her opinion, and clarify your future policy.

Perhaps Ortemilia should sing, Mourner Mister should sing, and not only the Black Knights but also all other combatants should listen.

Just knowing for sure who the enemy is will boost your morale.

With that in mind, I followed the preceding melody.

“Ah, are you here? I was worried. Anything special?”

“Nothing much. Rather… “I have something to say, so could you please gather some people?”

“Hmm? What should I say? Well, I might collect it, but…”

The mourner was in the middle of playing with the children.

They were the children of the Heresy Inquisitors who had run away. The children were holding unfamiliar toys in their hands.

The texture was familiar. The uncle probably made it himself. Dexterity is also good.

I continued walking, passing the mourner. Melody, who took the lead, was quiet and did not chatter like usual.

Why is it like that today?

Maybe it’s because it’s Melody’s first time seeing such a scene.

Although he is a veteran adventurer who has experienced all kinds of hardships, he has no chance to see such a scene.

I still felt bitter remembering the fruit that made my heart pound.

A future I could have reached, and perhaps an ending I could have avoided by taking a better course.

Sure Selma was a b*tch, but did she have to die like that?

Because of her job as a mourner, she had a lot to mourn. Because the mourning had become so ingrained in me, I was thinking about death again.

“Why are you sighing so much?”

“… There is such a thing.”

The man-eating baron came to mind. A wizard who had no choice but to slaughter people because of his daughter, even though he did not want to.

Did his daughter really have to eat people? It suddenly occurred to me.

Is the daughter really what he thought?

Why did the game say that cannibalism best appeases my daughter’s hunger?

It was full of suspicious things. I thought that maybe my mother was involved in that as well.

The most visible thing was the case of Selma and Hertol, but it may have been touched on even before that.

There was a lot to think about. My older sister would be able to give me some answers.

Because my sister is wise. I still stared at the quiet melody.

“Is there a way to find it?”

No answer comes back. As I approached her, she began and her shoulders shook.

Why is it like that?

“Of course there is. This and that… You can even use detection magic to find it.”

I tried my best to answer, but it felt awkward somehow.

Did something happen? What happened last night while I wasn’t looking?

Well, there was friction between my older sister and I over teaching her, so I may have fought with her.

Although I felt uncomfortable, I tried to approach Melody and put my hand on her shoulder her.

Around the time I left the hiking trail of the Pantheon Temple and set foot on the snowy mountain where the snow had stopped.

I was shocked and stiffened at the sudden presence.

It was a feeling I had never felt before. The goosebumps running down my spine were the same as the ones I’ve felt when meeting strong people, but many things were different from then.

It reminded me of a zoo I had never been to in my life.

Is this what it would feel like to meet a wild beast there?

If I accidentally fell into a wild beast’s cage and the beast comes towards me, it would be similar.

I felt something absolutely. While I was frozen, Melody raised her head in surprise.

“Sister… ?!”

Her gaze she swiveled and landed on me. To be exact, to me, Isla, and Lorian, one after another.

“My sister used Gojigi.”

He speaks quickly, as if he is in a hurry. However, it keeps its pronunciation clear and sticks in our ears.

It’s a type of magic. Magic usually used for instructions on the battlefield.

But I wasn’t surprised. Even while the voice was echoing in my head.

The reason I was surprised was because of the content.

Unique period.

It was a skill that could be obtained by reaching the maximum level of 20 for any profession except Mourner and Black Knight.

It was called differently, ideal, image, or source.

It is an ideal that a wizard or a person who uses magic embodies something that does not exist in this world, and the warrior used the years he has accumulated to call it an image.

And the contractor is something unfamiliar and rooted from outside the world, the source.

It was truly a special move.

“Maybe… It is most likely an implementation. It could be dangerous. “You’ll have to hurry.”

The implementation mentioned by Melody can be said to be the highest level among them, and was the ultimate skill that consumed a huge amount of magical power.

I can’t believe I’m in a situation where I have to use something like that. As Melody said, it could be dangerous.

Without any disagreement, we ran straight to where Melody left.

As the trees passed around us, and as we headed toward the path led by Melody, a fragrant smell passed by her nose.

Smells like something burned. Sure enough, as I headed towards the direction where my sister was believed to be, I gradually thought that it was like a ‘nuclear explosion site’ that I only saw in games.

The traces of trees turning over, flying away, and rocks being split and scattered made me think that way.

Moreover, the closer we got, the more dust-like things rose everywhere.

The fluttering shape looked like snow, but there was something different about it.

Just like my first impression, the atmosphere felt like a nuclear weapon had fallen.

Before we knew it, we had already stepped into what looked like a crater.

When I headed towards the center, following the completely ashes of trees and human-shaped traces, my sister was there.

The older sister is wearing a black shirt and something that looks like a corset, and holding an ordinary ax in one hand.

In my sister’s other hand, she was holding a person’s neck.

A human who lost his lower body and bitten crab foam. However, it regenerates like a bubbling bubble from the cut edge of the lower body. My sister looked down at it and gave strength to her hand.

Tdu-duk!

Playback stops with a broken sound.

The sister let go of her hand only after confirming that the enemy was completely dead, and the gunman who fell to the ground did not move anymore.

There is only one person moving in the center of the explosion.

“Is this really the power allowed to humans?”

Lorian was shocked, and I was looking on in bewilderment.

Finally, my sister noticed us.

The older sister expresslessly calms her heavy breathing and closes and opens her hazy eyes while standing over countless corpses and deaths.

The unfamiliar older sister soon smiled brightly and waved her hand, and she returned to being the older sister I knew.

“Hi. Good morning, right?”

As if nothing had happened.