The Foreigner on the Periphery

The reasons for accepting the quest were complex. In order of less importance, he wanted to confirm exactly what kind of vampire Cathy's childhood friend and a close friend were like, and it seemed like it wouldn’t be a bad idea to owe a debt to the heir of the 6th chaebol.  

In addition to this, the most important reason was Minjun’s interest in the race that was looking for the real talent. The next morning, Minjun went down to the bookstore on the first floor.  

"It's a strange family composition."  

Staring at the video the store owner showed, Lakefield raised his glasses.  

"The three half-elf brothers? As triplets born through artificial insemination, there seems to be a slight age difference."  

Minjun asked. "Will it take long?"  

"What are you saying? With such a unique family composition, you’ll be able to find it quickly. Unless, like last time, there were no barriers installed by the Elder Dragon himself."  

When it came to finding someone, there was no professional who went beyond Lakefield. And after another day, the spirit summoned by the elf searched all over Korea and found the target Minjun pointed out. It was an impossible performance for a ghost with an overly twisted ego or a ghost with an overly strong ego.  

In addition to this, Minjun felt that the woman’s identity and her outline became clearer through Lakefield’s words. "I found the harp children. But he was with some monster. It was an eight-legged race, and the spirits were frightened and ran away, so I did not share the details of their appearance."  

Saying that, Lakefield asked with a worried expression on his face. Although there was no connection, he seemed to be very concerned about the children who appeared to be trapped with the monster. "Are you going to rescue them?"  

Minjun hesitated for a moment to answer, and then he said: "It is similar."  

Then, Lakefield didn’t seem to have any more questions. "Good luck."

It was the words of those who did not doubt that if Minjun stepped in, things would be resolved in some way, and the poor children would be rescued.  

***  

Minjun left the bookstore and headed straight for a residential and commercial complex in Sangsu-dong. ‘Surprisingly.’  

He didn’t expect to stay in such a luxury apartment instead of an Orc community where illegal immigrants mostly hid in.  

‘Certainly, this is a place where many elves live. So, if you mix it, it will be hard to see…’  

The reason criminals avoid places like this was because of the surveillance cameras that were all over the place. ‘If he moved using invisibility magic, the security system of such a high-end building would cause a stir. So, there is a chance that you will be photographed going back and forth.'  

If one was to be an unadded successor, you would have reached out to the state-controlled CCTV video server to follow up on the woman. Meanwhile, she could only think of one reason why she didn’t follow in the footsteps of Mitchum.  

When she went out, she would transform into another person. With a completely different appearance, that was enough to avoid the traces of the unadded. ‘You mean you're doing polymorphing in a form other than the body of the pure-blood elf in the video?'  

It was very difficult and time-consuming for an ordinary race. Drawing the shape of the transformation target in the head more precisely than 3D rendering was close to a drudgery for a race with an ordinary brain.  

When Minjun transformed into a troll and broke into Changcheon’s nest, it wasn’t that he entrusted the spell to Jenkinson for nothing.  

‘Making one type of body is a difficult task for the dragon race… can you make another form?'  

Beep! The place that the spirit was talking about was the penthouse on the top floor of the apartment. Minjun could feel the bizarre vibration in his head as the elevator went up.  

‘Isn't this magic again?'  

It wasn't the ideological group that was taught and used by the message magic. A kind that could be used without learning. It was a race that communicated with biological brain waves is nearby. As he got closer to the upper floors, Minjun felt a deep scent.  

And when he finally reached the penthouse front door. He almost bit his tongue… ‘It’s varied.’

A plausible barrier had been built on the door. It wasn’t the type sold by the Witch’s Cooperative, it was built by the magician himself. It was probably designed by a spider inside. However, the structure was very strange.  

‘The procedure itself is very basic. It’s not really that great. However, the skill in designing it…’  

In most cases, if one wanted to get a result of 100 using 1 as a material, simply multiply 1 by 100. That was a high-end drink. However, this barrier was designed so that the moment the magician condensed his magical power, in less than 0.1 second, he added ninety-nine times to give a result of 100.  

It was a low-level technique, but if one were to look at the effect, it would be the same as a high-class technique. The problem, however, was that to do this, the brain had to perform calculations at a speed close to that of the CPU.  

‘Or is it that an entire brain is devoted to magic calculations.'  

Maybe? Minjun broke through the barrier. The door opened and he went inside. It looked like his nose was going to fall off. stinky stench. A pheromone of a heterogeneous race that other residents cannot feel. Various races such as Orcs, Humans, Balien, and Elves were entangled in spider webs and dead attached to the wall.  

The corpse was scarcely intact and full of devoured marks. Through the skeleton, Minjun realized that they were all male. Minjun hurled his body towards the source of the smell.

Bang! With that, the visit flew.  

= No!=  

Seeing the unfolding scenery, Minjun hardened.

  "!"  

It seemed that all the corpses that have passed so far have been used for food, but the testes had not been recycled. As proof of that, the only children here were the three half-elf brothers. In the meantime, all of them had grown so rapidly that they could not be compared with videos.  

All faces were the same. Edward’s traces were not difficult to find. And beyond the looks, Minjun could feel something that could tie them all together. A sense that transcended the five senses was speaking to him. Those kids were not normal. From the first, who seemed to be of the age at which he could express himself in clear language, to the third, when he is barely able to walk, he stands silently in the middle of the room without saying a word and looks at Minjun.  

There was no expression on the boys’ faces. Empty eyes with no emotion. And after that…. ‘What the hell is that?'

It was a shape that could feel the clear malice of the ‘creator’.'

=How… How to get here!=  

This ‘nest’ was protected by a strict physical barrier, but there was no provision for the invasion of spiritual beings. He didn't know if he learned it by concentrating on the spells necessary for survival, to lure prey and fend off predators, or if he didn’t even think about it that far. As a result, the owner of the nest was very perplexed.  

=Who are you!=  

Its overall outline, which emitted mental waves, resembled a giant spider lying on its stomach. However, what was disconcerting was that traces of creatures other than spiders were also clearly visible.  

‘ · · · · ·Mixed?'  

=Why, why doesn't it work?=  

The scent thickened in the humid air. He tried to seduce Minjun, but it was impossible. He observed his opponent with a frozen gaze. As the spirit said, it had eight legs. However, only five of them were correct. The other three swelled like a bud or a vestigial organ omitted from the evolutionary process.  

Arthropod-specific joints were visible on the functional legs, but claws were attached to the ends. It was not the soft outer skin typical of spiders that covered the skin. Glossy black scales that could be clearly identified with the naked eye. And the worst thing was the face. It was grotesquely distorted as if struck by a hammer. The left edge of the lip and the left eyebrow were crushed and pressed against each other, exposing the teeth and gums.  

Where the original nostrils should have been, elongated pieces of pink flesh fluttered. However, it did not appear to be a sequelae of the injury. It was originally born that way. Although his head was like plastic that had been melted and crumpled by fire, Minjun had no choice but to think of a certain race when he saw the overall head and, above all, the shape of the horns that grew on it.  

‘ · · · · · · · Dragon?'  

It was. The creature before his eyes was seen as the result of a violent mix of dragons and spiders. ‘You’re awful!’  

Minjun felt disgusted when he saw that. ‘Who the hell? How?'  

While he was bewildered, the spider dragon, or dragon spider, desperately emitted a mental wave. It was a move that followed after he was convinced that he could not seduce his opponent.

= Protect me! children! Protect me!= He shouted desperately, but in his mind, driven to the limit, was almost like a scream. Considering the combat abilities of the "soldiers" who were less than ten days old, there was nothing that could overcome the current situation.  

Profit! The mental wave of the queen spider controlling the children resounded, and the soldiers rushed at Minjun at different speeds. Regardless of the blood of any living creature, they were children who had not only been mixed with the blood of an intelligent body, which was Earth but had not even been filled with stones.  

They approached them as if they had been brainwashed, but they couldn’t kill them. Minjun spit and cursed.  

" · · · · · · · · · · · · ·!" A powerful anti-magic force not allowed for an ordinary half-elf deflected the spell. Even though they couldn’t find a single artifact on their body. Then, Minjun immediately changed the suppression method. Shadows flow from their feet and run down the floor. It struck the children, forming a vine stem shape.  

Seeing it right after that gave him goosebumps again. The shadow whip tied the children’s bodies tight, but none of the three cried. When the children were completely subdued, Minjun understood why the monster just lay still instead of directly counterattacking.  

Push!

From the tail of the overturned spider, a squishy translucent sphere protruded from it along with the mucus. As it fell to the floor, the integumentary membrane ruptured, revealing the drenched body of a half-elf infant. fourth child. At the moment when Minjun blew the door in, the monster was probably giving birth to another soldier.  

A newborn child opened her eyes. She didn't wriggle her limbs or cry. Calm and quiet eyes. ‘Who the hell created such a hybrid?'  

The monster, just after giving birth, began to pour spells with the momentum to blow up the nest.  

= Die! It’s gone!=  

As he spilled it, Minjun felt confused. How would he subdue without killing him? The curse didn't work, so one would have to use a method similar to that of catching Edeline. The problem was that such a ‘dragon' did not exist in Minjun's memory.  

It could not be seen as a genus of fire dragons like Jenkinson, nor was it a genus of thunder dragons like Changcheon. And so, the most troubling problem was this. There was no knowledge in his head that no matter how far he was to tear it, it would not die, and how far it will die.  

It wasn’t at all weird.

‘A dragon I don't know!'  

Even after his master passed away two hundred years ago, he couldn't even grasp the feeling of being recognized as the best slaughterer in the area. Angry. He began to pure his lost anger at someone who was not here.  

‘So, breed improvement should be done in moderation! When such a deformed child comes out and sows seeds, good businessmen like me have to take care of it!"  

Ironically, he said that he was the one who loved dragons more than anyone, who had killed the most dragons around him. There was no other person on this planet who could strike a dragon on a scale as great as he himself. Therefore, if such a disgusting asshole dragon recklessly clung to livestock and roamed around with its young, there was a chance that he would indeed suffer damage…  

‘Wait, what?' Minjun managed to get out of the immersion to go deeper.  

‘What am I thinking now?' With a deep breath, Minjun returned to the prisoner's mindset. He then brought the prisoner’s memory to the fore again. He devised a realistic hunting method again.  

With that, his chaotic memories pushed him away. ‘Since you don't know the anatomy, you can't touch your head.'

He didn’t know if he would crush the brain at all while aiming for a concussion in the area responsible for magic.  

‘So, if you want to be captured, this is the only way!'  

His hands were quick after making the decision.  

= Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! =  

She was determined to give up even her own child. Not all living things reproduce for the purpose of spreading their DNA. From the beginning, those children were nothing more than a means of intimidation to the monster, and even when they grew up to be good soldiers, they had no reproductive function.  

Tools that were used once and thrown away, but only as watchmen and workers. Whoops! Despite the resistance, all of the monster’s spells were destroyed. The prisoner even cast a shadow in the meantime to retrieve the newborn baby. It was only then that Minjun threw away the shimmering darkness as sharp as a knife.  

= Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! =  

Then, after she had cut and pulled out the monster’s eight legs, all functionally or with only traces, she stopped her rebellion and collapsed, vomiting her blood.

‘I got it.'  

It was a really unpleasant job. One mission was accomplished, but the agent’s frozen expression showed no sign of melting. It wasn’t clear whether the reason he felt this bad was because of the other person’s bizarre shape, because of old memories overflowing at an unexpected moment, or because of the faces of the children, who were tied in the shadows and staring blankly at them.  

He then looked at the monster with only the body remaining. As the typical characteristic reminiscent of spiders disappeared, the dragon’s appearance became prominent.  

‘Wait… if you think that that is also a kind of dragon. And what if it was the result of someone intervening?'  

Something cold brushed against his back. Minjun then looked back. Strange things had happened around him lately. He thought of events one by one, some seemingly related and some completely separate.  

‘We have something in common.'  

One. A dragon had developed a virus to kill dragons. one. In order to steal the virus, a group of people who turned the dragon’s rarity appeared. In order to save the dragon, the dragon kidnapped the dragon and attempted to forcefully possess the dragon ghost. A bizarre creature that was a mixture of dragons and alien creatures had then been discovered.

‘Isn't it too much to be a coincidence?'  

There was one keyword that was able to unify all these incidents. Dragon. ‘What the heck is going on?' He pondered.  

Beepy…  

The brain waves of the monster controlling the children stopped. A brief silence then ensued. " · · · · · ·Kind… Kind… Of…."  

The youngest child, who had just been born today, burst into tears. In addition to this, the cry began to spread one after another to the other boys who were born every three days. Thus, the four boys continued to cry for a long time with the momentum to vomit all the first cry that had been postponed for a long time.