I Became the Wrong Race

54 – Building a Nest (2)

“Should I throw it away?”

To be honest, explaining it was not an easy task.

Trusting is a different matter. The real problem was that I wasn’t confident in conveying the situation accurately.

Sure enough, as soon as I explained it, Isla tilted her head and said that.

Her tail was down, and Isla had the same expressionless expression as usual, but she looked faintly happy.

Lorian is not even a competitor.

“That is correct. There is no reason for us to be loyal to him.”

The old man seemed to be thinking the same thing.

“On the contrary, he was your enemy. You are the knight of the three clans who call you Blood Bag… It wouldn’t be surprising if I betrayed him someday.”

Isla and Ajae were both considering the possibility of Lorian’s betrayal.

I too had similar thoughts.

Blood Knight Lorian.

Even though he put his father his first his and followed me even if it meant betraying his clan his.

She is fundamentally a vampire.

It is a monster that eats human life essence and uses it to extend life.

I’m a monster too, but at least I don’t eat humans.

In fact, you don’t even need to eat anything.

My eating was simply for mental reasons.

I can’t push away the 19 years of my life that I’ve spent eating, and I’m not very happy that Isla is sad when she sees me not eating.

That’s why you eat, but unlike sleeping, eating is unnecessary.

That’s different from me. One day, Lorian will covet the essence of human life.

It would be nice if giving my blood would be enough, but what if not?

What if there is some perverse hobby hidden from me?

I couldn’t say it clearly. I don’t know the three clans very well, and no one here knew much about the three clans.

So picking up Lorian felt like a somewhat risky task. It’s natural to be hesitant.

But I was firm.

“I still have to go.”

Isla’s eyes sharpen at my words. It is clearly visible that this is the second coming of the melody.

“Do not misunderstand. “It’s not the reason you think.”

“For what reason?”

“Don’t hold your tongue.”

Then Isla opened her eyes wide and dropped her ears.

Oops, did I say it too loudly?

I motioned for Isla to bring her closer and stroked her head.

Fortunately, Isla seemed to have relaxed quickly and closed her eyes and quietly placed her head in my hands.

“I haven’t mastered the technology yet.”

“… “That time?”

“That’s right. They say it’s called the shadow of the moon.”

“I’ve never heard of it. It was a powerful technique.”

It’s something I’ve never heard of before. I turned the beheading sword in my left hand behind my back and nodded.

“I’m not a genius who won’t get hit by the same technique twice. “If I don’t want to get caught next time, I need to learn that.”

Even though it was only a training exercise, the moon shadow that Lorian spread reached my neck.

If it had been Jingeom, he would have died on the spot.

And if there was a way to complement it, it was right to follow it. I immediately raised my head and looked in the direction where Lorian was taken.

There was a mountain range.

Brock’s nest is most likely on top of that mountain. Then there is only one thing left.

“Let’s go. “Please.”

“Okay.”

“Uhm, I don’t feel like it, but… It would be lonely waiting alone at the campground. “I will follow you.”

The snow has stopped. As the uncle said, it didn’t snow anymore. He got up while playing with his knees and followed after me.

I’ll have to ask Isla to make me a wand later.

With me in the lead, we headed toward the mountains.

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“You’re screwed.”

It had only been 6 hours since I left.

We had to face the blowing snowstorm.

The fierce snowstorm everything, and even the direction we were covered walking towards was covered with a white curtain.

It would be nice to have a compass in the status window, but there was no such function.

How can there be a compass if there is no map in the first place? I lamented, but Isla was different.

“I will stand in front.”

She made her way without difficulty up the snow-covered mountain, which was beginning to slope steeply as a blizzard blew.

Isla’s larger-than-expected feet stepped on the snow without any hindrance, and her steps went smoothly, unlike Nana’s who were sloppy.

I’m so fucking jealous. I should have taken prisoner too. Even if she thought about it, there was no point.

I can’t guarantee that a new dog beast won’t emerge, and I’m already a monster.

Besides, it would be shameless to complain about someone with immortal physical abilities, so I gave up and walked forward.

“Shall I help you, sir?”

“It’s okay, yes. My knees hurt, but…”

Fortunately, my stamina did not dry up. His strength was at a monstrous level, allowing him to get out no matter how deep the snow hole he fell into.

If there was a problem, it was the mourner. Because he was a limp, middle-aged mourner whose lifespan had been cut short.

Even though he was showing off his pride and refusing to help, he had to constantly look back and check.

Either that or I’ll have to knock him out and carry him on my back. While thinking, I walked forward, following Isla’s tail her moving from side to side.

“Where should we go?”

I heard Isla’s clear her voice, and I guessed her form her among the blowing snow.

First of all, you can see the mountain range in the distance. And since I could see the mountain range, it seemed right to climb up it.

Of course, I don’t know anything about hiking.

No matter what you do, it wasn’t a bad idea to go to a high place and take a look.

“Let’s go up the mountain. Can you see it?”

“Yes.”

“Please guide me. “I will go and look after you.”

“Then catch it.”

A tail suddenly thrust into my face.

“You can’t miss it.”

Without hesitation, I walked holding the tail with my right hand.

And my judgment was right.

As you head towards the mountain range, roads gradually appear.

It wasn’t a road that someone passed often.

An artificial road made by densely packed bricks.

I wonder why something like this exists in such a difficult mountainous area, but it is not strange if you think of it as a trace of humans before the three clans entered the New World.

Actually, I wasn’t even concerned about that.

“Old man, come to your senses! “If you sleep here, you’ll die!”

“… Thanks…”

“No, don’t say that, really come to your senses!”

The mourner was naked.

I guess there are people who are already weak to the cold, but Gao never showed any signs of being cold, and since Isla also had an example, I always thought that northerners might be strong against the cold.

But it turned out that wasn’t the case. It’s just that Isla is a snow leopard shapeshifter and is strong against the cold.

Naturally, the mourner began to droop from the cold.

I carried that old man on my back and walked steadily while holding Isla’s tail with one hand.

It is an artificial path that has reached its end. For some reason, the snow did not fall on it.

It was clearly a strange situation, but it was urgent to weigh the pros and cons. We climbed onto the road without hesitation.

“… Hmm?”

And as soon as I got up, I was surprised by the warmth that enveloped my body.

The warmth I felt for the first time since coming to the New Continent.

And even from my memories of when I was still human, this road was filled with a warm and pleasant air that was as warm and pleasant as I could remember.

How?

Why?

Such questions tend to fluctuate in the presence of magic, but there was still a degree.

“… It’s warm.”

Isla took off the poncho she had worn over her her ceremonial attire her her her, and the mourner, who was riding on my back her her came down to the ground and began to faintly regain her senses of her her.

So, of course, I couldn’t help but be suspicious.

Even though it’s a country that doesn’t choose wizards often, a wizard was definitely needed in the party.

And even if I add a wizard to my crew, I’m the one who handles it.

In some ways, the one I played more often than the mourner was the wizard.

To me, this space didn’t make sense. Either magically or realistically.

It seems as if the space is divided, but you can enter and exit freely, and the temperature and environment are completely separate.

It would be more appropriate to call it a miracle rather than magic, but that was the problem.

There is no god in the world of Grim Darker.

Although the transcendental person grants power, it is extremely rare for the transcendental power to remain in an object or area.

Even if it stays, the transcendent does not allow its power to stay in a place where not a single human passes by.

If no one passes by or the contractor dies, the power is usually withdrawn.

When I explain that, Isla tilts her head.

“What if the contractors are from three clans?”

“It’s impossible.”

Even homunculi cannot be contracted because they lack abilities such as magic power, inspiration, and charm.

‘Magic attribute? We capture magical power from the world and use it. Thanks to this, magic is on a different level from that of the inferior human species…’

From what I heard directly from Blood Knight Lorian, they also do not have magical power.

Perhaps in a similar vein, it lacks inspiration and charm?

So it appeared that none of them were contractors.

In other words, this is not the power of the transcendent.

It wasn’t magic, it just seemed like a unique natural environment or something I didn’t know about.

“… Let’s go up.”

While I was hesitating, Isla came to a conclusion.

“There’s no point in staying here. Let’s go up.”

“… Good.”

We followed the road.

I couldn’t even tell when the well-paved road was built, but judging by its appearance, it seemed like it had just been built.

There were no scratches and no signs of wear and tear over time.

It wasn’t repaired by anyone. It was clean, as if it had been perfect from the beginning.

That was bizarre. Even though there were no traces of humans on the way up.

However, there were often tombstones on the road.

There was a picture drawn on the tombstone, which was as tall as a person.

It is not a difficult picture, but it is difficult to recognize because it is too simple.

A picture of several humans standing, stabbing each other, or falling down to death.

The most impressive thing among them was the sight of humans climbing into the sky all at once.

And the picture of humans ascending to the sky and the remaining humans stretching out their hands stimulated a certain emotion within me.

Unknown emotions. In addition to feeling empty, a feeling close to despair.

I glanced at the picture and kept going.

The road stopped when it reached the halfway point of the mountain range.

And where the road was cut off, we encountered a new type of building.

“… “This is my first time seeing something like this.”

The experienced mourner said this, and Isla looked around as if fascinated, then stretched out her hand and squeezed mine.

Even I held Isla’s hand and looked around her blankly.

Ivory pillars were spread out in all sorts of places.

Some were fallen, broken, and worn out, but most were standing strong and supporting the roof.

And the roof. I couldn’t explain it without that.

When I looked up, the entire ceiling was filled with colorful paintings that were similar to those I had seen on the way up, but felt somehow grandiose.

A painting engraved with countless human figures.

Each facial expression was so elaborate that it could be considered a real face, yet somehow overflowing with artistic skill.

No, it’s not just the ceiling. Upon closer inspection, I saw that from the pillars of the building to the floor, it was filled with classic murals that seemed like something out of all kinds of fables.

After looking at it for a while, I could feel the familiarity of this building and finally figured out what kind of building it was.

This building was a temple.

It was no ordinary temple either.

My heart was beating wildly. My eyes looked dizzy again in all directions.

In the murals carved everywhere, the people sitting on the highest positions were gods.

Not a transcendental person, but truly a god.

“… Pantheon.”

The words flowed out of my mouth without me knowing. As Isla looked up at me as she held my hand, my gaze reached the deepest part of the pantheon.

There was a huge stone slab and something like a mural.

A mural of countless beings sitting in a high position and someone bowing their head in the very center.

Even though it’s definitely my first time seeing it, it feels somewhat familiar.

I don’t know why, but my eyes felt hot. I frown without realizing it.

Something is wrong. My breathing started to get rough, so I gave up and stopped, and my feet started moving on their own.

“What’s wrong?”

“I don’t know. I don’t know. Just…”

“Your complexion… Are you okay?”

I had to tell the people who cared about me that I was okay, but I felt there were more pressing things than that.

What on earth?

I can not know. But when my feet stopped in front of the stone slab, I realized the reason too late.

“… “This looks just like Lou.”

It was just as Isla said.

I was there in the mural painted in the deepest part of the pantheon.