I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 121

Chapter 121
Why Are You Here, Hyung?

Lian’s gaze turned towards the children trapped in the glass room. Typically, seeing spirits that did not resemble humans would be shocking, but Lian had lived in a world where even ghosts and zombies possessed intelligence, so he didn’t perceive blue skin as odd.

He merely thought the children were sitting at regular intervals.

‘…? Why are there so many kids here…?’

Since the walls were all transparent glass, it appeared as if the children were sitting slightly apart rather than trapped in a room. Upon closer inspection, it was easy to realize that wasn’t the case.

‘Ah, they’re kids captured as test subjects.’

The most common sight in the Demon King’s land are slaves, and the place where those slaves are used like water is in the experiments of dark wizards.

Therefore, many of the children who joined the Nest organization were often test subjects. That’s why Lian immediately thought the spirits looking like children were test subjects.
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“Excuse me…”

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A hesitant assistant bowed deeply, clapping their hands together like a fly, and looked up at Lian.

Despite being half-overwhelmed by Lian’s aura, which screamed of a different world, the assistant attempted to speak.

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‘He definitely came from somewhere high up! If I make a good impression, I might snag a position as a researcher!’

Assistants under dark wizards were no different from slaves with a slightly higher rank than the test subjects. For them, the fastest way to climb up was to catch the eye of someone noble.

“Could you please tell me what brings you here? If you need anything, I’ll do my utmost to assist you!”
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While some assistants were rubbing their hands together like flies, most were clinging to the wall trembling like barnacles.

In the Demon King’s land, those in power are beings who can claim lives with a mere gesture. Therefore, the weak must prostrate themselves before the powerful, hoping for mercy.

Seeing Lian holding the ominous demon sword, instead of panicking, they were grateful.

Many had been torn apart for daring to mess with a powerful figure who hid their strength.

For assistants, someone like Lian, openly displaying ‘I am strong and dangerous,’ was a great mercy.

Thus, even though they trembled against the wall, they were residents of the Demon King’s land.

Their desire for success was overflowing.

Seeing Lian not cutting down or toying with the assistant buzzing around him like a fly, the assistants, gathered like penguins in a snowstorm, began to approach Lian one by one.

‘What should I do?’

Lian’s original plan was to threaten a researcher to find out where Noah and the others were. He needed to subdue the assistant in front of him or use the situation to extract information… but the children trapped in the glass room weighed on his mind.

‘Ah, could the kids be locked up here too?’

There seemed to be more than dozens of glass prisons in sight. The thought that Noah might be trapped here caused the grinning assistant’s face to come into view.

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‘If I cause a scene, they might move Noah elsewhere. Let’s make the most of the current situation.’

Having made that conclusion, Lian spoke to the assistant, who was now sweating profusely.

“I heard someone was captured this time…”

“Oh! If you mean the man, he’s over there!”

“…!”

The assistant had no information about Noah and the others since they were taken by a different department, leading to a misunderstanding that Lian was referring to a knight.

With Lian’s seemingly gentle demeanor, the assistants, who had been inching towards him, swarmed like bees. It resembled a scene where a CEO visited a research lab they sponsor.

The captured knight had been assigned a room near the entrance. As a result, Lian and the knight quickly made eye contact.

“…?!”

Seeing the knight’s face, Lian’s expression almost turned to shock, but the demon sword maintained his poker face.

As a result, Lian looked down at the knight indifferently, while the knight gazed up with a look of disbelief, slightly agape.

‘Could he be the lord’s missing son?’

The knight had three reasons for this misunderstanding.

The first reason was the combination of white hair and golden eyes. In a world where even white hair is rare, having golden eyes as well is nearly impossible. Lian’s pure white hair and brilliant golden eyes were significant characteristics of the duke’s direct family line.

The second reason was the aura of dignity and grace emanating from Lian. The familiar colors combined with the duchess-like atmosphere led him to such a misconception unconsciously.

The third reason was his lack of knowledge about the missing lord’s child’s gender. If he knew the missing child was a girl, he would realize his mistake upon seeing Lian, but he only knew a child was missing, not the gender.

A closer look would reveal that Lian’s features didn’t closely resemble the duke’s.

The duchess had an image like a snow leopard elegantly hunting amidst a snowstorm. Her eyes were sharp like the sword she wielded, and her lips were always tightly sealed. She had the majesty fitting of a ruler.

In contrast, Lian’s slightly downward-curved eyes gave him a gentle impression. His face suited a cult leader more than a monarch.

Though he realized this belatedly, the initial impression was so strong that the misunderstanding of ‘the lord’s missing child’ wouldn’t leave his mind quickly.

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‘If he takes after his father, it makes sense.’

The duchess had returned from the war unexpectedly, pregnant. Initially, rumors circulated that she had been captured by the enemy, but preparing for a wedding immediately upon return quelled them.

The problem arose when, as the wedding preparations neared completion, the duchess’s fiancé did not return. Much later, the wedding was canceled, and whispers spread that the reason was her husband’s death.

If Lian’s looks took after his father while his colors took after his mother, everything fit together like pieces of a puzzle.

The knight, having almost concluded that Lian was the missing noble, was absorbed in shock.

‘What events led the young master to this state…?’

Faced with Lian, who appeared to be an executive, the knight couldn’t hide his dismay. In stark contrast, Lian was inwardly thrilled.

‘Oh my god! It’s the knight who took Iris and fled to the empire!’

Thanks to the knight’s identical appearance to the novel’s description, Lian recognized him immediately. He thought, with his heart pounding.

‘But why is he trapped here?’

Just as Lian was forming that question, an assistant began spouting needed and unneeded information. It was the act of a sycophant trying to win favor with superiors.

Due to the lengthy explanation, to summarize, the knight attempted to infiltrate the lab and steal test subjects but failed and was captured.

While the exact reason he targeted the test subjects remains unknown, it’s presumed to be related to a great experiment.

‘Wow, this is where ‘that weapon’ is made.’

Lian found it hard to regain composure from the new shock.

The reason the Demon King’s army could sweep through other nations and push the empire to the brink of death in no time.

It was all because of the mass-producing battle weapon being developed in this lab.

Each one was stronger than an imperial knight, survived a pierced heart and severed head, and was mass-producible.

It was one of the reasons the Demon King’s army could swallow most of the human lands. And that weapon was being made here.

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‘If possible, let’s destroy these facilities too.’

Lian’s goal was now to ensure the children, who had become so precious, could live peacefully. So, if there was a chance to hinder the Demon King’s army, he should take it.

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As a new objective registered in Lian’s mind, the assistant mentioned a new fact.

“And as you know, spirits harbor the energy of nature, making them easy to alter in nature. Thanks to that, we could conduct various experiments.”

“…Are all the ones in this room spirits?”

“Hahaha, indeed! Though it’s for experiments, acquiring this many was challenging. It’s all thanks to the help of great individuals!”

The assistant, thinking Lian was a noble patron, gave a sycophantic smile. Other nearby assistants chimed in, talking about the spirits.

‘They kidnapped the spirit mother?’

Hearing another shocking revelation, Lian pursed his lips.

‘So, the spirits weren’t originally mad?’

In the original story, spirits were depicted as extremely aggressive and violent. Almost like monsters. But based on what he heard now, the spirits’ ferocity wasn’t innate but a result of the horrific experiments conducted here.

Lian silently looked at the spirits trapped in the glass room. Spirits, small in stature, fitting the term ‘children,’ huddled with gloomy faces.

[ Mom… Mom… ]

[ Sniff…. Mother… ]

The spirits quietly cried, seeking their mother, a pitiful sight that would make even a criminal think, ‘This is too much.’

“…”

Lian silently looked over the dozens of rooms before lifting the demon sword. Like placing a knife on slightly melted butter, he plunged the sword into the glass wall.

[ It’s been a while since I had to show my skills. ]

As Lian commanded a rather difficult spell, the demon sword spoke in a proud voice. At the same time, iridescent blood from the demon sword began to spread endlessly, as if intending to engulf the entire glass room.

Thud.

“Gasp, gasp…!”

“Ugh..!”

Startled by Lian’s sudden action, the assistants fell to the floor or fled backward in shock.

Swoosh.

Before the fleeing assistants reached the walls, the blood began returning to the demon sword.

“Huh..?”

The glass wall engulfed by the blood vanished without a trace, as if it had melted away. The spirits, bewildered by their sudden freedom, blinked and looked around.

[ Ah! ]

[ Free, we’re free! ]

Realizing their newfound freedom belatedly, the spirits smiled brightly and floated up into the air.

“Eek!”

As more than dozens of spirits floated up, an assistant sitting on the floor gasped and began retreating. His small scream drew the spirits’ attention towards him.

[ Now we can… ]

[ Find our mother. ]

[ And avenge our friends. ]

The spirits remembered everything without exception.

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The assistants who took out their anger on their friends, citing boredom or being scolded by a researcher.

The image of their friends who had to die amidst such violence.

Not a single thing had been forgotten. Their wrath poured upon the assistants was justified.
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