Chapter 147
Mysterious race·
They are sometimes called the descendants of heroes who were given special powers when ancient gods walked the earth and there are many theories that they are a race born from the blessings of fairies.
God and Fairy Dragon·
Because they originated from holy and mysterious beings the mystical race was strong and special.
Just as dwarves are craftsmen born with mysterious dexterity or mermaids a mysterious race of the sea have a constitution that allows them to live even in the sea…
In this way it is true that the mysterious race as the name suggests is a mysterious and difficult people to meet but it was speculated that the reason it is difficult to meet them is not only because the mysterious race is a minority race but also because they are reluctant to enter into a civilized society.
He was aware of the risk of being sold as a slave if he came to civilized society.
Because of this mystical races tended to reject civilized society and although [mysteries] only appeared occasionally in the form of studying abroad in the familiar southern continent on other continents their existence was treated as a fairy tale and most people did not even know whether they existed.
However it only appears occasionally on the southern continent which does not mean it is easy to see.
Even if you meet a mysterious race the probability of recognizing the mysterious race is low.
Just as barbarians have the same size and strength as ordinary people there are also many other mystical races that look similar to people so it would be an unavoidable phenomenon.
however····
“···It’s real! A real mysterious race has appeared…!”
Damien Follett was astonished…
It swims in the air and has bat-like wings on its back.
The eyes are red and the hair also moves as if it has will.
There…
‘Such a fascinating atmosphere…!’
Just by looking at it there is a dizzying scent that makes me dizzy and I want to give in right away.
It was bound to be a ‘demonic nature’ that no man could resist and it would be natural for anyone to lose their senses…
“Wow you didn’t die even after getting hit like this? “It’s amazing you…”
“Please save me no please stop hitting me…”
“If you cut off your head will you die? Or can I just burn it with fire? Otherwise…”
“Hey!”
“···Don’t be scared man… I was just giving you an example…”
“····”
“Hmm if you burn it you’ll die right?”
“Please save me…!”
“I see if you burn it with fire you die. I knew it was good.”
“Huh!!”
It was a dream horse crying sadly but unfortunately it didn’t work for him…
The driver who clearly showed no signs of getting better even though he had been spinning for 7 hours looked irritated…
“Stop it before I bring real torches and oil.”
“····”
He threatened ‘with all sincerity’ and Mongma stopped crying.
My body was still shaking but…
‘…I guess I want to live…’
Damien Follett unconsciously turned his eyes away from the strange yet cruel sight.
If you got in there for no reason…
‘Only my lifeline is shortened…’
I was very curious about where the nightmare came from and why it did it but Damian buried all those questions in his heart.
Living as an assistant under a monster for half a year
Even if you don’t want to cultivate it you have no choice but to be forced to cultivate it…
The instructor took a pickaxe to pull out the weeds in the instructor’s field.
It was one eventful Sunday weekend morning…
* * *
‘This guy’s identity was a mysterious race…’
That too a dream…
A race that manipulates dreams and feeds on men’s energy.
It was a race that was often reminiscent of a succubus and among the mystical races it was one of the races that were often ostracized like vampires or witches.
‘Is this why Old Man Raphael said he was a pitiful child?’
For some reason I thought I knew why the old priest called other priests ‘brother’ but called Judea Pierre ‘child’.
Although it is unofficial the temple still has a feeling of rejection towards the mysterious race…
But it’s not another race it’s a dream horse?
It’s even weirder to accept this and the moment your identity is discovered…
‘It’s not a joke this guy is going to be interrogated…’
This guy will be the one to be interrogated for heresy…
also·
“···So who are you?”
“···yes?”
“I’m asking because I don’t think you are the Red I know.”
“····”
“I knew so…”
The problem is that even if you are interrogated there is nothing to feel unfair about…
Traits Extrasensory·
According to the status window it is a characteristic of Lee Han that gives him a sense that is close to mystical and this extra sense conveyed a lot of information to Lee Han in real time.
Just as he saw the duke and his adoptive daughter the day before and learned that they were father and daughter Lee Han’s senses helped him learn a lot from the information about Judea Pierre.
“Of course the appearance and speaking personality are different but even the slightest habits trembling tone of voice and even the way you use your hands are mostly different. It’s like a completely different person.”
“You know all that?”
“Because you can see it just by looking at it…”
“Have you ever had a crush on me?”
“You’re saying terrible things. I guess you want to be beaten even more.”
“Oh no! “I’m absolutely not…!”
She denies it like a scream…
“That’s because you were so surprised… I never thought there would be someone who could clearly distinguish between ‘Pierre’ and ‘me’…”
“···hmm·”
“I’ll introduce everyone again… I’m ‘Judia’… I’m also another ‘personality’ who shares soul and body with Pierre…”
“…You say that in a complicated way…”
Leaving aside the simple explanation of dual personality…
* * *
Judia Pierre·
No the ‘personality’ named ‘Judia’ opened her mouth…
“The dream demon race is one of the mystical races that are considered the same as demons. It’s unfair to me but dream horses are a race that inevitably survives by extracting and eating the energy of others. So it is inevitable that they are ostracized. “That’s right…”
“That is correct…”
“In times like this isn’t it normal to say you feel sorry for them and comfort them?”
“Do you think there will be any consolation for the person who almost got their energy sucked out?”
“…It doesn’t cause any harm… All you have to do is feel a little tired even if you eat it…”
“What you’re saying is the same principle as a thief who says it won’t hurt to take a little from a rich man because he has a lot of money you stupid bitch.”
“Oh anyway!”
“···She’s a shameless woman·”
Judea shamelessly continued her explanation…
“A certain dream like a witch is a race that is accidentally born from a human’s stomach. What is different from a witch is that unlike witches who are born with the knowledge of previous witches a dream is born as an ordinary human and then one day It is at this point that you realize that you are a dream demon… So I originally…”
“Maybe you had an accident while mixing in with human society?”
“No I was kidnapped…”
“····”
“There was a force that kidnapped only mysterious races… I was kidnapped by that force brainwashed and had my blood drained… Then I was so sick that I even denied myself as a person so I was born… ‘Pierre’…”
– It was probably possible because I was a dream demon…
“····”
Lee Han’s eyes sank deeply at her quiet words.
She wasn’t doing this out of sympathy for her story.
just·
‘Galahad what that guy said wasn’t completely nonsense right?’
It’s because the ‘force that kidnaps the mysterious race’ is so annoying…
Lee Han’s intuition was certain that those forces were unconditionally related to the counterfeit blood cult.
* * *
“So to sum it up you were so sick that you needed someone to hurt you on your behalf so you created a personality.”
“···Wouldn’t that make me feel like trash?”
“…Isn’t that right?”
“····”
···A face that I want to deny but an expression that I cannot bear to deny·
Some people would be captivated by that bewitching yet mysterious atmosphere and try to comfort Judea but it was just a mystery that would not work for Lee Han.
On the contrary his interest is…
‘I guess that’s why you said Pierre…’
When Lee Han felt like he was going to fight and lose he immediately thought of the crazy guy who aimed his gun between his eyes.
He seemed as if his life had no meaning…
‘It’s a created personality…’
There was definitely a sense of futility in life…
However although I feel sorry for her I will not criticize her for her cowardice.
That’s right…
‘···If I could I would have made it…’
– It hurts it hurts so much…
– mom····
– Please save me! Save me!!
Lee Han recalled his past.
He recalled how his parents sold him into slavery to a wizard when he was only three years old.
There were many children of their age writhing in pain whining and dying.
The emotions he felt when the child he was talking to next to him turned into a cold corpse overnight…
Lee Han even became angry wondering how much longer he would have to struggle in this pain.
– Why do I have to go through this…?
I repeated this several times a day…
– If it was going to be like this I didn’t want to be born like this!
I resented and hated everything in the world…
And…
‘I’ve been imagining how good it would be to have an alter ego who would suffer in my stead…’
Even though he criticized it as trash it wasn’t an opinion that couldn’t be understood and Lee Han secretly hid a bitter smile.
Because he didn’t want to be caught in front of others
“… I didn’t know that it would really happen… I didn’t know that a new personality would suddenly be created and that personality would take over my body…”
“Is it the power of dream magic to create character?”
“Isn’t that right?”
“···What if you don’t know?”
“···I’ve never seen a dream demon other than me…”
“····”
“Don’t look at me like that!”
Judea Pierre ···· No Judea’s personality was frankly frivolous and it was confirmed that he was infinitely arrogant toward those weaker than himself but infinitely humble toward the strong ····
So Lee Han was convinced…
‘That’s the [evil woman] he was talking about…’
Judia Pierre the 3rd generation villainess
Lee Han was convinced in his heart that this was none other than the character from the original work and the game and the one who made the black guy so angry.
How can you be sure?
“Hey it’s a bit of an afterthought now but why did you try to attack me?”
“yes? “That’s it…”
“I won’t get angry so tell me…”
“···I just need energy so I thought it would be good if it came from a man who has a lot of energy.”
“···It’s a bitch·”
“You are too much…”
Look aren’t you a girl with no conscience?
Lee Han assured that this dark red person would have nothing to say even if he were interrogated for heresy.
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