I Became the Wrong Race - Chapter 284



284 – Solution (7)

The Dragon King assumed the worst.

I expected a case where everything was already too late and nothing could be done. When his side faced a ‘good possibility’, he felt good and thought that he could prepare even if things turned out badly.

But neither of them welcomed her like that.

“… “This is.”

It was a calm atmosphere right after everything was already over.

Before her eyes, there was a space that stretched out endlessly. It had the atmosphere of a kind of corridor or throne room, and it was a place where it could be confirmed that a certain king had once resided there.

There were countless experiment benches. A familiarity that clearly comes to mind when tracing the vague memories of the Dragon King.

She was like the test bench she climbed on. And the strangers who filled that testing bench.

No, is it really unfamiliar?

The Dragon King looked at them blankly.

Their appearances were different. Dragons should also be very different, but they do not show the same level of diversity as humans.

At best, it can be said to be the scales, tail, horns, eyes, nose shape, and the shape of the chin and mouth.

They do not have flesh or developed facial muscles like humans, so it is not easy to tell them apart. Even though they were Yongin and not of the same bloodline, there were many cases where they had similar appearances.

But these?

They had almost completely different appearances.

Men and women of all ages are different, but if you look closely, there are aspects similar to the Dragon King.

They had horns and tails. The scales were sparse and located in different areas for each person.

It was obvious what this meant.

The Dragon King looked back at Llewelyn with a blank expression.

“These…”

A statement that seeks confirmation rather than a question.

Llewelyn laughed silently, and Ortemilia, standing next to him, cleared her throat.

“The procedure took two full days.”

It is said that after the Dragon King fell asleep, he continued the treatment continuously and reached what is now.

In other words, it was not difficult to obtain consent, or consent was not even obtained.

The Dragon King looked at Llewelyn with a clearly confused expression.

From Llewelyn’s perspective, it was clear that he didn’t know how to properly hide his expression.

Well, the facial muscles themselves have changed significantly.

It must be very difficult to even guess what my expression is.

“There was nothing to worry about. We asked for everyone’s consent, and before asking for consent, we explained everything about what was going to happen and what we were going to do.”

“But so quickly…”

“The situation was that desperate.”

Llewelyn never thought it would turn out like this. When he arrived, what he expected was a certain level of resistance and rejection, and to show his divinity to those who were wary of him and gradually persuaded them.

I thought the Dragon King would be of great help in that regard. Even though his appearance changed, he was the Dragon King who greatly improved the world’s perception of Yongin.

Although she does not think highly of herself, all of her actions while exploring and adventuring around the continent instilled both respect and caution in her people.

The greatness of a dragon with potential that seems to transcend ordinary species, and the character that does not forget goodness despite such strength.

Not all of her dragons are like that, and in fact, not all of her dragons are as strong as her.

Some of them were right, and because of her actions, Yongin was able to develop at a rapid pace.

She could tell by the fact that she was still called the Dragon King. Even to this day, the Dragon King is called Yongwang, regardless of his position

Her servants respected her. She had many dragons who wanted to be like her, and those dragons often left her nest and wandered around her world.

Even non-dragon people respect her, so Llewelyn thought that if her dragon king tried to persuade her, she would be quickly persuaded.

She didn’t have to.

Their condition was terrible.

The tribe was on the verge of extinction.

Many dragons were lying down waiting for death. Melted flesh and fallen scales were scattered throughout the tribe, and many people were actually dead.

The procedure had to be done quickly. During the procedure, it was Llewelyn’s job to spread divinity to calm and maintain the condition of those who had not yet died.

This is possible only if you have respect and caution, and are not wandering around the edge of death right now. Llewelyn was thus able to easily spawn her fourth clan.

Only then did I understand the urgency of the Dragon King.

After hearing Llewelyn’s explanation of her, the Dragon King held the blanket wrapped around her body with a devastated expression.

Strong enough to make the blood go away from my thin, white hands.

“Then…”

“They are all in stable condition now, so I laid them here. You will wake up sequentially, and once you wake up, the situation will be explained.”

The world is falling apart. The Pantheon is the only hope, and Llewelyn holds the only solution.

But even that cannot be said to be perfect. Llewellyn needed to improve his plans and methods and lead to better results.

There were other important decisions that were not Llewelyn’s responsibility to make.

“I plan to ask after that.”

Should I stay or should I leave?

Llewelyn planned to leave it to their choice his. I wanted him to stay if possible, but I had no intention of forcing him.

Although the reagents, materials, effort and time involved are considerable.

I didn’t think that was a reason to risk my life and die fighting the transcendent in the pantheon. They say it even saved my life.

It may not sound like common sense, but at least Llewelyn thought so.

The prophet followed even though he was dissatisfied.

The Empress didn’t care much, and the courtiers were loyal.

There is only one person left.

The Dragon King blankly returned his gaze to the gaze directed at him.

“My opinion… ?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“You are now the head of the clan.”

Something that is neither a traditional homunculus nor a dragon.

Those who had undergone the procedure could be said to be a new race to some extent, even if they were not a completely new race.

A hybrid of a dragon and a homunculus.

A dragon who gained immortality.

A monster with the flesh and blood of a god and the heart of a dragon.

The head of the clan, the Dragon King. After thinking for a moment, she opened her mouth.

“Give me time to think.”

*

“… Really, I don’t like it.”

Immediately after hearing the Dragon King’s answer, Llewelyn retreated to give the Dragon King time to face his people.

The one following Llewelyn was Ortemilia.

The Empress said she was tired and bored and went to another place, and the Prophet went to review the consumed reagent and replenish it.

Because the palace bag had moved, he was responsible for the security and security of the three clans, setting up an excessive level of vigilance.

The only one left was her.

“What?”

“Do you know how much reagent we have consumed on this matter? “What about the time spent?”

“Are you nagging?”

“Doesn’t it look like you’re going to do it? You must know that your time is no longer just yours, and that it has a value that cannot be accessed even if you gather 10,000 writers.”

Ortemilia was grunting and poking Llewelyn’s side with her with her horn with her with her, and Llewellyn was listening to her but not paying much attention.

“Oh, Mom. “I said I would take care of it.”

“This is not something to pass off as a joke! If you spend your time like this, there should be a harvest worth it, but are you just going to let it go? Even if it’s just out of grace, I’m holding on to it forcibly…”

But Ortemilia seemed to want to have a serious conversation with her. Even if she tried to push him away and pass it off as a joke, he wouldn’t accept it, so she had no choice even with Llewelyn.

Llewellyn let out a sigh and spoke in passing.

“It can’t be helped.” Holding on forcibly only creates resentment.”

Even if you don’t hold a grudge, there are many problems. If it is a form of gratitude, there is a limit somehow.

Llewellyn hoped to remain voluntarily. She didn’t force or push for it.

Ortemilia didn’t even seem to like that.

“Whoa.”

She just accepted it with a sigh.

No matter what she thinks, it is Llewelyn’s decision her her in the end, and Llewelyn is the master of all gods and her master her her her her.

All she could do was give her advice. She quietly walked along with a sigh, and Ortemilia cooed, telling her to do as she was pleased.

Ortemilia walking around and Llewelyn walking languidly next to her.

The two walked side by side and thought of a solution.

To be exact, the only solution that Llewelyn came up with, and that everyone in the pantheon heard and thought the outcome was unknown.

“Do you think it will happen?”

“Well, I guess it will work. We also gather all our power for that purpose.”

The persuasion of the dragon people, who had become a newly immortal species, was left to the dragon king. I don’t know if she’ll allow them to leave, but if not, I’ll at least try to persuade her.

“Aren’t you really too soft on her?”

Orthemilia said this, as if her anger was rising again, and Llewelyn looked at her, wondering why she was like this.

“They provide procedures for almost no cost, strengthen you with divinity, and even give you that kind of freedom? I think they are doing everything too obediently.”

Golden eyes slowly turned to the side. The vertical pupils within it were reminiscent of a snake rather than a dragon.

In some ways, it could be said that Ortemilia was a prototype of the dragon race, but Ortemilia felt different from an ordinary necromancer or dragon race.

She is closer to a snake than a dragon, and her true appearance is closer to a snake than a dragon.

She grunted and crossed her arms.

“I think he may have other dark intentions. No, no.”

Ortemilia immediately corrected her statement.

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“There is definitely a dark intention.”

Eyes slowly turning back. Llewellyn burst into laughter as his eyes narrowed.

“What does that mean? Why me…”

“Isn’t it because you fell in love with those big breasts?”

Llewelyn was shocked and stiffened at Orthemilia’s words

“Did you think that the Dragon King or I wouldn’t notice that gaze?”

“That can’t be right.”

“She and I both knew that I was staring at her breasts the whole time. Well, the Dragon King is originally a dragon, so it seemed like she didn’t know the man’s sexual desire and just ignored it, but I know.”

You know? Llewelyn was embarrassed and her eyes trembled.

That couldn’t be possible, she thought. That’s right, when she goes to see Ortemilia, she’s only wearing her clothes half the time.

The other half was always naked. Whenever she did that, she didn’t care about the attention, and sometimes she did something different,

She never received a negative response from Ortemilia. So she didn’t care.

“In particular, don’t you have a strong sexual desire?”

Llewelyn swallowed her saliva, stopped in her tracks and looked at Orthemilia. She covered her mouth with her long sleeves and laughed.

“He came to see me one day… He stared at me like he was licking me again. “Is there anything I don’t know?”

Squinted eyes around the sallow, curved mouth. She tried to make excuses that she wasn’t Llewelyn.

“It’s still like that. “If you exaggerate it like that, it’s impossible to not know.”

“No, this is…” ” ” “It’s just a natural physiological phenomenon.”

“It’s a physiological phenomenon. Physiological phenomenon. Okay. Then, I also happened to be accumulating, so why don’t I do it like this?”

She placed her hand on Llewelyn’s chest. Long, thin, pretty hands with impressive green painted nails.

“Let’s compete.” If you lose, take my advice. If you win, do whatever you want.”

Ortemilia chuckles. Llewelyn was frozen for a moment by her unexpected suggestion and could not say anything.

In the midst of her silence, Llewelyn’s eyes trembled as she touched her heart.