< 72. Dragon Lover, Dragon Habitat, Dragon Slaughterer (6) >
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Even after being released into society, the monsters, unlike real spiders, did not reproduce for a long time, whether male or female.
Ober spiders could produce females through autogamy if they wanted to, but the reason they don’t is simple.
The spider loathed its own body.
=I didn’t want to give birth to another hideous mutant like this… I didn’t want to be born with a body like this.=
The reason why no males were produced was also clear.
In nature, soldiers produced by Ober spiders are responsible for capturing food and protecting the nest.
In the 21st century, such soldiers were unnecessary. In a modern city where CCTV and magical investigations are common, the best way to hunt without being detected was for the queen herself to seduce the spiders instead of using soldier spiders. The role of guarding the nest was taken up by the management office and private security companies.
That is why the monster’s thoughts, which had been postponing childbirth for a long time because it was only a waste of energy, changed one day. It was because he saw the existence of the stolen talent on the news. The pledge to ‘not have children’, which he had chosen to adapt to civilized society, was shattered.
=I heard them talking before I came out.=
I don’t remember the details, but I remember that talent played a very important role in their experiments.
At the time, I didn’t even know it was currency, but the idea that if you had a talent, you could extract your soul and transfer it to another body remained clearly in my head.
The monster, who had recalled that memory, was filled with joy and anticipation.
Perhaps there is a way to abandon this cursed body and move into a normal body.
A sustainable life without having to eat the flesh of living beings.
A life where you can live with a body that everyone will cheer for as beautiful, instead of a body that looks like a piece of tortured meat, without resorting to polymorphs that drain your magical power.
‘Since it was stolen, you thought you could get it on the black market in Korea or something? Your mind is full of flowers.’
The monster, who had no background knowledge of how difficult a talent is to control and could not have guessed that Minjun was actually holding it while it was bound to his soul, came to Seoul without any plan.
And after racking his brain, he came up with a suitable target. Someone with enough money and power to secure the stolen goods that the police couldn’t find.
Edward Mitchum.
He moved to blackmail her. He seduced her into obtaining his seed and giving birth to his child.
I figured that if I didn’t tell them that the children would die after a year, they wouldn’t know. If I could somehow get the talent within a year, I would achieve my goal.
‘It was a foolish plan.’
It was a poorly thought-out plan that didn’t even consider the next step after acquiring the talent, but the decisive factor was the intervention of the variable called Min-jun, which was the cause of the failure.
Jenkinson and Minjun left the interrogation room after making the monster confess everything he remembered.
The red dragon spoke with a stiff expression.
“This incident must have involved the intervention of an ancient race.”
I couldn’t think of any other beings with the ability to combine the genes of an extinct alien creature with those of a dragon.
“I should bring this up for the upcoming Dragon Clan meeting.”
Starting with the Cavite who had incited Princess Vermi, a series of unusual events began to unfold around the Earth.
Minjun also agreed with Jenkinson, sharing a question he had been pondering recently.
The two parted ways after Red Dragon took over the investigation of the place where the monster had first been ‘outside’, as stated by the monster.
But even after Minjun left Rare, Jenkinson couldn’t rest.
– Tiring!
I pick up the phone. It’s Blair.
– Mr. Chairman, everyone you named has arrived and is waiting.
“Okay, I’ll go right away.”
Jenkinson rarely calls his subordinates ‘rare’.
But this time was an exception.
From now on, he intends to act not as the chairman of Jenkinson Company, but as a red dragon who has Korea as his territory.
His eyes become fierce.
It was time to punish the spy who had given Ha Eun-seong trouble by leaking information about his safe house.
***
“What? It was rejected?”
Kabite, who was reviewing the materials at the committee headquarters, muttered in disbelief.
The name of this alien, who serves as a mid-level executive at headquarters, is Gadwick.
Gedwick recently gave one order to his direct subordinate, Dotes. He was to regularly report on the activities of ‘Asif-666’, a prisoner who had been sent to Earth, a remote level 4 dimension, under the pretext of reeducation through labor.
And a recent report said something astonishing.
– There are circumstances in which Asif-666 was deeply involved in the death of a Brain Dragon (estimated age: 5,300 years old) who had acquired permanent residency in that dimension.
It is said that the incident was the result of a direct condemnation by the Hwa-ryong clan’s ancient dragon, who had made the area his territory.
However, Dotes’ report contained important information that had not been reported in Earth’s media: the head of the corpse was too badly damaged and there were too many wounds that could not have been caused by a fight between dragons.
‘No way.’
According to the biographical data, the body assigned to Asif-666 was clearly human.
Did humans intervene in the fight between the elder dragons in any way, and even contribute something meaningful?
‘This is a bit dangerous.’
Gedwick suspected that this might be a sign of the restoration of sealed memories.
I know that they recently sent someone to that level under the pretext of a tax investigation. However, it would not be unreasonable to say that signs that were not noticed then are now beginning to emerge.
In Gedwick’s opinion, the High Council members were just spinning Asif-666 around in the periphery, waiting for it to die on its own.
It was difficult to continue this way any longer.
The most critical problem with the frontier dimension is that real-time surveillance is impossible due to technological limitations, even though there are no ancient races willing to volunteer for dispatch, so prisoners must be sent.
Of course, there are various systems to supplement blind spots, but there is no better alternative than bringing them into the center and monitoring them 24 hours a day.
‘Why did they send a vicious criminal with a bail of 5 million talents to such a remote place in the first place?’
Sometimes the delegates make decisions that are incomprehensible.
Gedwick made the suggestion because he felt that the wrongs needed to be righted now.
We need to stop sending Asif-666 to the extreme regions and bring him back to headquarters.
So, the content was that a more thorough inspection would be conducted and even if no problems were found, they would have to be reassigned to perform duties near headquarters for a while.
But it was rejected.
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Gedwick reads the rejection notice quickly. According to him, the most vocal opponent among the delegates was…
‘You are the representative of Endellion.’
Questions began to fill Gedwick’s mind. What on earth were the committee members up to? Gedwick could not think of any reason to object.
After a moment of thought, he brings up the data on Asif-666 again. Most of the items are either obscured by a hazy light or replaced with messages telling him to obtain the appropriate permissions before viewing them.
As I was carefully examining the room to see if I could find any clues, a voice came from outside the office door.
– I have prepared a meal.
“Come in.”
The door opened. A woman with a human body walked in, carrying a tray. Gedwick looked away for a moment to look at her.
A text flashed above the human’s head, visible only to the prisoners and the members of the committee that oversaw them.
– Bezni-945,770,133
Inmates whose identification numbers start with ‘Asif’ are those whose abilities are too good to throw into the Abyss, so it is judged to be more economical to roll them over. Just like the inmates who caused Gedwick a headache.
On the other hand, in the case of the current slaves starting with ‘Bezni’, they should have been banished to the Abyss because they were not economically viable, but there were legitimate reasons to postpone it, so they were replaced with reeducation through labor.
The slaves supplied in this way are mostly used to serve the ancient races and do menial tasks. In fact, considering the talents required for reeducation through labor, mobilizing prisoners for such tasks that can be replaced by golems or androids is almost a waste.
Therefore, the older brother is a luxury item.
This type of behavior is practiced by an ancient race that prefers responses that are impossible for artificial intelligence and only possible for living creatures with souls.
The reactions of fake and real are bound to be different. For example, an AI implanted in a cooking tool will be able to talk like water when talking about cooking, but it will be very difficult to continue a conversation on other topics. The only thing that can solve such shortcomings is a real intelligence.
“Huh? What is that smell?”
Gedwick glared at the slave with displeasure.
“What, why do you smell like a dragon?”
Then the woman froze.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
He shrank down as if he didn’t know what to do with his body.
“I went to help serve breakfast and dinner because they said they were short-handed in the morning… and there was a dragon among the delegation that attended….”
Gedwick flared up in anger.
“what?!”
He was irritated and the hair on his whole body was shaking.
“Even if you’re a young inmate, you should know some basic common sense when working at the committee headquarters! Don’t you know that we’d be disgusted if we were dragons?!”
The Cavites are a representative example of Dracophobia among the ancient races. And their reactions often manifest both emotionally and physically.
Gedwick squirmed and shouted nervously.
“If you were going to serve in a place where there are dragons, shouldn’t you have thoroughly disinfected your entire body and clothes before coming here? How are you going to handle it if I have an allergic reaction?”
The slave bowed his head and kept repeating that he was sorry. Gedwick was very displeased.
‘As far as I know, she’s a slave who pays the expenses of the Cavite Association… and that kind of girl comes to me smelling like a dragon? Damn, how can her head be so empty even if she’s empty-headed?’
He said coldly.
“Take all of this and make new ones. No, send another brother when you come.”
“all right!”
The slave, with a sad look on his face, tried to retrieve the tray he had put down.
At that moment, she saw something she had never noticed before: a picture of a prisoner floating in the air and a long list of letters. She couldn’t read the words written there, but she could see the picture.
“······uh?”
Cavite shouts sharply.
“What? I’m not taking it!”
“yes yes!”
Cavite quickly noticed where Hyungno’s gaze was directed.
‘Why are you like that?’
Unlike Asif-666, the slave’s original race was revealed in her personal information. I remembered that when she was first assigned to this area, I looked through her documents and thought it was strange.
At the time, he had a reason to be curious. He was curious about the reason why Shutan’s soul would be transferred to a human body. Considering the physical condition, Shutan would provide a much better labor force and would also have a high synchronization rate with the artificial body.
However, it was not known what she had been doing before and whether she was a Shutan. The fact that this information was not disclosed means that the target was either a dangerous person of the Asif-666 level or that the arrest process involved somewhat illegal methods… the result of a sort of ‘slave hunt’.
Gedwick, who thinks she clearly belongs to the latter, blurts out.
“Why, did you recall some lost memory? Did you have a connection with that man before you were captured by the committee?”
I said that because I knew there was absolutely no chance of that happening.
“Oh, no!”
‘Bezni-945,770,133’ hurriedly took the tray and went out. Having only been a prisoner for a short time, she was still making mistakes like this.
The slave, who had closed the door and come out into the hallway, felt his heart pounding. And it wasn’t just because he had just done something wrong and been reprimanded.
She was thinking of the man’s face that was projected onto the screen.
‘Why am I like this?’
I couldn’t figure out why. The first time I saw it, my heart sank.
‘This won’t do. We have to move quickly.’
We need to move quickly before we are reprimanded for being slow to respond, and before a punitive deduction is made to the daily wage of 0.000000025 talents that was set for today.
But even as I walked, I couldn’t get the face out of my mind. My breathing became faster and inexplicable emotions surged up inside my chest.
She never imagined that there could be such a beautiful person in the world.
< 72. Dragon Lover, Dragon Hater, Dragon Slayer (6) > End
