Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 125



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Returner’s Notepad Episode 125

Vacation (3)

[I will do it for you: Look up at the sky. Surprisingly, the world may not be interested in us.]

[A: It’s not about the world, it’s about the individual. Between individuals. There was a little misunderstanding.]

[I will: What kind of misunderstanding is this?]

[A: Ah; right… … ;]

I am walking while replying on my smartphone.

It’s probably not wrong advice at all.

[A: Wait a minute. Prepare your mind… … I’ll contact you again later.]

I ‘directly remembered’ the specialized book on psychiatry that I borrowed from Akane in a “notepad” like Ratinelle.

Perhaps because it was specialized knowledge, it took up almost 10% of the capacity.

As soon as the consultation is over, I will erase it with rain.

─Get out of the way, out of the way!

Boom-!

A skyboard passed by above my head. It was a board that had been modified to exceed the existing output by adding magical magic to the back of the engine.

It’s a pretty dangerous and intrusive means of transportation, but no one on the street thinks it’s strange. Don’t get annoyed or angry. If you do that in the capital right now, you will be shackled.

This is Trick City, a city where common sense is different.

I am now walking around Trick City as Dale Carl, not Zion Askal.

To practice the training method that Akane taught me, and also to find a job.

─Whoa~!

I aimed the SZX-9500 at the Skyboard’s engine, which was still running like hell. Then, a magic spell that was invisible to the naked eye was revealed.

Level 3 magic spell. If I had to give it a name, it would be “acceleration.”

I opened “Notepad”.

■ memory

■ Magic spell

Newly created [Magic Formula] folder under [Memory].

If you think of the actual magic magic formula you just observed, the magic magic formula will be converted into a file and pasted as is.

■ Magic spell

└Acceleration

If you save it this way, you can retrieve it at any time without having to remember. Of course, as far as my magic power can reach.

Kwahaha ───!

Suddenly, a loud noise made me turn around. It was a fierce fire. A pillar of fire rising in the shape of a mushroom. It was trapped inside a cube, exploded, and then died down.

─Look. This is the performance of the level 5 magical spell ‘Lumir Cube’. You can purchase it right now at ‘Trinity Industries’ at a discounted price of 5,999 ren.

The fire magic was level 4, and the cube was level 5. Their magical techniques were also recorded in the “notepad.”

That’s not all.

A magic spell installed on top of the chimney to purify smoke. A dog robot whose entire brain is made of magical magic. A broom that moves freely in the air and sweeps the floor, etc… … .

Trick City, seen through the eyes of SZX-9500, seems to be alive with magic. Techniques that germinate without any restrictions come to me like certain ‘particles.’

Suddenly, I realize Akane’s insight.

Just walking the streets of Trick City is a learning experience for me.

That’s correct.

These various techniques and free movements of magical power will accumulate at the bottom of my “notepad,” and the database will grow with them as nourishment.

“… … Ah, the head.”

Pain arose. It was a side effect of looking at magic for too long. I pressed my temples and turned off the SZX-9500.

The world returned to its original state.

Before we knew it, we had reached our destination.

[Section D-44]

Area D-44.

This is the area closest to the underworld in Trick City. In such a dark atmosphere, neon signs and electric power lines are mixed chaotically above the building.

There are many stalls selling monster corpses and illegal items on the streets, and the pedestrians are also unusual. The gas mask-like mask, modified mechanical limbs, and tattoos all over the body are natural, and even the aura of a ‘monster’ can be sensed at first glance.

The reason I came to this place is because of the bar.

[smile]

A sign that sparkles with neon.

I opened the door there. Because it was broad daylight, the interior itself was quiet. There were only a few customers who were drunk and fell on the table, and the owner of the counter.

I approached him.

“You have a new face this morning. “What can I get you?”

Gustav Berenzo, a middle-aged man barely over 2m tall. It’s nice to see him after a long time.

“If it’s your first time, how about ‘Baras’ Tears’ as the bartender’s recommendation?”

He is a good person. Although the past is not very good.

“Day.”

“… … hmm?”

“I’m trying to find some work.”

Gustav looked at me silently. Soon his expression became languid and he poured beer into a large glass.

“young people. “Let’s have a drink and then go back.”

“Not beer. Is there no ‘Sigh of the Rail’?”

It is a slang term meaning ‘I came here through someone’s introduction.’ Of course, there is no introduction.

“… … Hmm.”

Gustav scratched his sideburns.

“what… … Do you know what the dark web is? “We are a bit more advanced these days.”

“EasyCash.”

I immediately gave my ID. Gustav checked with his smartphone.

“Level 11… … After all, you’re young, so you’re an early adopter, right?”

Most experience is earned by selling department store gift certificates, but level 11 would be quite high in Area D.

“I won’t ask whose broker you are. What job would you like to introduce yourself to?”

I answered right away.

“Wizard.”

“… … .”

Gustav blinked.

“A wizard… … “It’s a common yet rare job.”

This means that there are many scammers impersonating people.

“name is?”

In this bar, Gustav is a broker. A broker who arranges suitable people for illegal or illegal requests.

The reason I took the trouble to find him was because I learned a lesson from Growl, an S-class monster who was ‘scheduled’ to become Zedric’s collaborator in the future.

“… … knife.”

Even if Zion Askal rises to a high position within Libra, there may be limits to Libra’s attraction and bond if they are not as strong as before the return.

Therefore, some degree of ‘pruning’ to weaken them from the outside will be necessary.

Just like I ruled out Growl in advance.

“Dale Carl.”

Dale Carl is for that purpose, only for money and revenge.

“… … .”

Gustav snapped his fingers with a serious expression. A blue curtain appeared around us.

“Are you the wizard Kanya was talking about?”

I nodded. Kanya is a village on the outskirts of Trick City. 51% of the shares in this bar are hers.

“I wonder if there is any reason to do something like this while selling alcohol… … Everyone’s circumstances are different. “There is a job that needs people.”

Gustav took out a file from the drawer under the counter and handed it to her.

“The famous ‘Ramil Bara’. “Do you know?”

“Maintaining Area B. “Aren’t we preparing for elections now?”

“exactly. Some crazy hyenas robbed that man’s grandfather’s grave. “They killed all the tomb keepers and guards and cut up the bodies.”

For reference, Hyena is the general name for Trick City’s armed organization.

“It seems like the family hired a group of mercenaries, and there was some work left at the bars. “There are more than one guy who needs to be caught.”

I glanced through the file.

“Our bar was allotted to one man, this ‘Miller Adams’. It is said that he cut off the hand and hair branches from his grandfather’s corpse, and if he caught him dead or alive, he would get 10,000 DP. “If you find the broken piece and return it, I’ll give you 40,000 DP.”

Miller Adams. A man with a haggard look. Height 183cm. A skinny, low-level magician weighing 65 kg.

He doesn’t know.

“The first match is expensive.”

“Any clues?”

“The car he was riding in was found on the outskirts of our district. “I already looked through everything, but I can take a picture of the address if you want.”

“Please send it.”

I returned the file. Gustav asked as he put it back in the drawer.

“Do you have a car?”

“… … .”

I silently glanced at one side of the counter. A skyboard was leaning next to the jukebox.

“Can I borrow it?”

From what I saw earlier, it looked like a lot of fun to ride.

* * *

Grumble-!

I set up the skyboard.

Coordinates given by Gustav. There was an abandoned car in the middle of the forest road. There had already been quite a few people coming and going, so the surrounding area was littered with footprints.

Suddenly I opened the car door. The interior was plain, but I sat in the dusty back seat.

Phew… … .

I closed my eyes while taking a deep breath.

Slowly, I explored the past of this car. I recalled the memory of the space into “Notepad” and rewound it.

─I’m on my way!

At some point, an urgent voice spreads, and I open my eyes.

─F*ck more than that! Captain, told me to get a little bit of contact!

Miller Adams in the driver’s seat. A man with the same face as the one seen in the file is talking intensely on the phone.

I quietly watch him from the backseat.

─First, I buried a branch of my hand in the ground. I’ll take it when things calm down.

He keeps talking while wiping away the runny nose and sweat.

─Why the fuck should I tell you the location, how can I trust you! I didn’t even know this was happening in the first place!

The car stopped. Druk – I raised the side brake.

─Before I cut out your intestines! I thought you were just killing people and digging graves! Why does ‘Paradise Lost’ come in?

Miller Adams got out of the car.

─Listen carefully. I won’t say anything until my safety is guaranteed… … .

thud-!

The car door closes, and the memory ends here.

I rewind time again a little more.

Not the place where he ‘gets out’ of the car, but the place where he ‘gets in’ the car for the first time.

─Listen carefully. I won’t say anything until my safety is guaranteed… …

Miller Adams returns to the car.

A car moving backwards while holding the steering wheel.

The view of the interior returns, and soon Adams, covered in dirt as if he had buried something, gets into the car.

─Who do you bastards see as a fanboy? If one finger costs 1 million Ren, then how much does a fingertip cost? … .

As he started the car, I looked out the window.

It was a ‘mountain’.

Not far from here, Mount Gern in area D-43.

“… … end.”

After unlocking my memory, I got out of the car and got on the skyboard.

… … .

Mount Gern in area D-43.

I am heading down a mountain path. Just in case, I grabbed the wand, closed my eyes, and just smelled it as a “treasure hunter.”

The location is known naturally.

I don’t know why, but the body they stole felt like a treasure.

Sniff- Sniff-

I stopped on some flat ground.

It’s around here.

To be exact… … This is where I stand.

I stabbed the ground with the top of my foot a few times.

Click- something triggered. It was a magic spell. So that if someone digs in here, a signal will be transmitted.

“… … “I will come.”

It looks like there is a safety device installed, but it is actually good. It means that even if you don’t go there, 10,000 Ren will come right away.

I stood still and waited before digging.

Looking at my watch, 5 minutes.

Yawning, 15 minutes.

[A: Is it a little late? It’s been 4 hours. Please open a session at a later date.]

[A: Not dasi, again.]

30 minutes while handling [A]’s consultation via smartphone.

Ta-da-da-da-!

There was an urgent movement at the foot of the mountain.

Below the foot of the mountain. There was a guy running this way, panting.

“Huh… … Huh… … .”

The guy glared at me, covered in sweat.

“hey!”

“Are you coming now? “If it’s going to take 30 minutes, why did you set up the ceremony?”

“Some bastard sent you-”

He immediately took out a pistol from his waist. I lifted the wand. Stones on the ground were fired with “acceleration”.

bang-!

Quaa—!

The stone and the bullet were fired at the same time, but the stone crushed the bullet itself and blew off the man’s entire right hand.

Kwaa, kwaaaa——!

The one whose grip was lost rolled around screaming and then fainted.

“… … “It’s level 3.”

I was slightly surprised.

The performance itself was disparate.

It’s just a replica of the acceleration technique I saw this morning… … .

If level 3 has this level of output, it would not be a lie to say that it is level 4 or even level 5.

-The moment I was thinking about something like that.

────Wheeeeee.

Vibration of magical power transmitted through a medium. The tremor of space.

Murderous intent.

Perion instinctively soared. The speed of accidents rapidly increased.

In it, I looked somewhere.

A solid blue line was approaching. It was a sniping technique fired from somewhere on the ridge of a mountain range.

The moment the surprise attack was recognized, Relic was activated. His left arm became hot as if on fire. Stone debris from the road surface floated up and formed a film.

Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr~!

The film of the stone blocked the solid line from falling. I reversed the rotating object and held it forcibly.

“… … .”

I stared quietly. It was a bullet concentrated with magical power.

It was blocked by a curtain and was slowly losing its magical power, and four spells were added to it.

Perhaps thanks to Perion, the purpose and principles of it all were quickly understood.

「Magic bullet」, 「Rotation」, 「Percussion」, 「Detection」.

New ways to use those techniques naturally came to mind.

I extended my wand at the stopped bullet. The magic “acceleration” was applied.

Whirriri… … .

The magic bullet spins while stuck in the membrane, and I infuse magical power into the opponent’s still remaining spell and activate it again.

However, the trajectory and path were modified.

Simple.

All I have to do is reverse the circuits of the technique I can see.

Cards are coming… … .

“Acceleration” has become so intense that it is difficult to hold on to, and the technique I edited switches the vector of the bullet.

The same trajectory that reached me.

The direction in which it is fired is retrograde.

Inject while fixing the angle.

──Tak.

As I let go of the bullet I had been holding on to, a strange feeling of helplessness arose throughout my body, and the very next moment.

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Blue magic surged, breaking the air. I quietly watched the stem rising like a comet.

“… … .”

It was an amazing thing.

I clearly just recycled the opponent’s magic spell and sent it back.

Mine was twice as thick and big as the other person’s.