Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 231



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The Regressor’s Notepad 231

Destruction of the World (2)

I checked on the patients’ conditions with Elise.

They were all symptoms of murder.

“There must be someone who has cast a spell on this.”

“It can’t be just one person.”

The emergency room break room. Elise responded to Raye’s words. I looked up at the TV news.

[This is breaking news. The identity of the symptoms that are occurring indiscriminately in Edsilla is presumed to be ‘slaughter’. The investigative authorities are conducting a thorough examination of all the sorcerers in Edsilla, etc… ]

Thousands of people have already been involved.

The damage is much more severe than before the regression, but fortunately, I know how to deal with it to some extent.

“Elise. Analyze the waves.”

“……wave?”

Elise frowned.

“Flesh remains even in a corpse for some time. If we dissect the corpse, analyze the magical energy flowing out of the organs, and create a reverse-calculating barrier throughout the emergency room, we should be able to delay death by at least two to three days.”

“… … .”

Elise blinked. She seemed surprised at my words, which seemed to be filled with knowledge.

Anyway, I didn’t come to Petra Hospital for nothing. Not only are they equipped with proper facilities and supplies, but they also have a smart leader named Elise who won’t treat my words as nonsense.

We could probably save quite a few people.

“Inverse operation… … .”

“Ellie, can you do it?”

Elise’s expression becomes serious, and Raye swallows and asks.

“Oh. I think it might be possible.”

“Then Ellie will do the analysis! I’ll help you with the barrier!”

While the two of them were getting along, I got up. Elise glanced at me.

“Zion. And you?”

“… … Wait a minute. Call.”

He walked out of the emergency room, pointing at the phone.

Leaning against the wall, he called some agency.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo… … .

─Hello.

“yes.”

A familiar voice flowed in.

She was a teacher at a former daycare center.

“Are the children okay?”

─… …

There was no word.

In fact, the news has already been delivered to Growl.

Four or five of the guy’s cats live there.

─Berry is quite sick. Five others also have high fevers.

I gritted my teeth slightly.

“Don’t worry, it’s not an infectious disease. In fact, the younger you are, the better you can handle it.”

Since life is a spell that reacts to one’s life history, a child whose life line is not yet long can last longer than an adult.

“For now, I’ll contact you later.”

I hung up the phone and turned around, my shoulders shaking slightly.

“… … .”

Elise was standing across from me.

“Don’t worry.”

The guy shrugged, trudging over to me and looking up into my eyes.

“I’ll send someone to get him. It’ll only take three hours by helicopter.”

It means helping children in orphanages.

I hesitated quietly and placed my hand on the boy’s forehead.

Feelings of gratitude can be burdensome to both parties.

“Instead, you go find the sorcerer who did this crazy thing.”

“I already found it.”

“……what?”

Elise opened her eyes wide.

“But, I don’t know where it is, and even if I knew where it was, I couldn’t kill it.”

“What are you talking about-”

Tiring!

Just then, a text message arrived on my smartphone. It was a group chat.

[Anyone listening to Professor Teia’s lecture on magic use? Did class get postponed today because of the cold? Why aren’t you coming?]

“… … .”

It was nothing special. Elise must have received a similar text message, because she turned on her smartphone and then turned it off again.

“I think Professor Teia Isil has also joined the Disaster Response Committee.”

Elise said that, but suddenly a thought flashed through my mind.

──Here’s the news. Professor Teia Isil of the National University was found collapsed, but was brought back to stability with the help of his students.

Before regression.

Teia Isildo was also involved in this incident.

As a victim, not a problem solver.

I almost forgot about it because it was just one part of the news.

The person who found her collapsed and rescued her was…

Gerken.

“Elise.”

I saw Elise.

“why?”

“Where is Gerken now?”

“Gerken?”

Elise took out her smartphone again as if to ask why that was.

“… …They said they were coming here.”

“I guess we became close?”

“What? Hmm… … It’s nothing serious~”

Elise raised her lips in a mocking smile.

“We’re just teaming up. You and Raye are pretty close too- Hey, kid! Where are you going!”

I ran quickly.

… … .

Teia Isil was struck by death.

At first glance, it seems nonsensical. Teia Isil’s magical resistance itself must be exceptionally excellent.

Of course, Teia Isil’s magical resistance itself is excellent. However, the problem is that she is already a ‘patient’.

She was permanently disabled by Libra in the past, one of which was painlessness.

Teia Isil does not feel pain.

Because they do not know that they are sick, even when symptoms reach their peak, they mistake it for simple psychological or emotional reasons.

That was the reason she was murdered.

If you had a proper fortune telling breakfast and magic healing, it wouldn’t have been difficult to get better.

But for someone who doesn’t even know that they’re sick, a lump that isn’t detected by any medical device can be quite fatal.

I ran down the hallway of the university’s magic building. There were too many people in the elevator, so I took the stairs.

We arrived at the top floor, Teia Isil’s office.

BAM─!

I opened the door with a body slam.

“Haa, haa… … .”

There she was.

She collapsed, clutching her class materials in her hands. Her face was flushed and her fingertips were trembling.

I don’t know how long it was left here.

I carried her on my back. I went straight down the stairs and caught a taxi.

“Petra University Hospital.”

I was about to lay her down in the backseat and ride with her when suddenly.

… … She is Libra’s enemy.

That fact came to mind.

I shouldn’t be with her.

It would be awkward for both her and me.

“Aren’t you going?”

“Yes. Please process the admission as quickly as possible.”

I took my wallet out of my pocket and handed twenty 100-renminbi notes to the taxi driver.

“Uh, oh… … . Yes. Okay.”

The taxi driver nodded as he took the bill and put it in his pocket.

Boooo …

“… … .”

I turned around and watched the license plate of the taxi moving away.

* * *

… … There is a monster who falsely calls himself ‘Destruction’.

A self born of stone─like Growl born of nature.

A man who believes himself to be a being conceived by an idea and has blind faith resulting from it.

His name is,

“Jude Bellot. The end of the world.”

Akane’s [No Aspect].

I listened to her while sipping my tea.

However, I also know of his existence. He is a monster that has been passed down as a legend.

“He is also the head of the Monster Association.”

“… … Are you doing this to promote the association?”

“No. He is literally the destruction of the world. He considers himself the destruction of the world. It is important to ‘consider’ rather than ‘think.’ He actually has the ability to gather the evil of the world.”

“Then this life-”

“He just indiscriminately unleashed the malice of the humans he had eaten up so far.”

I ran my hands through my hair.

“That guy. Shouldn’t we find him and kill him? After all, if the sorcerer dies, his life will end.”

“If it were possible, I would have done it.”

Akane shook her head. Her face became complicated.

“We can’t kill him.”

“Professor Teia also got murdered.”

“… … .”

Her face hardened slightly, but she showed no sign of it.

Akane and Teia are enemies.

They once served the same teacher, but at some point they became enemies who were worse than others.

As of now, it would have been an irreparable relationship.

“If she’s going to die from hunger, then it looks like her true colors have been revealed.”

I didn’t say much either.

The explanation that Teia is actually painless would be a pointless babble. As a fellow patient, I would refrain from doing something so thoughtless as to leak a patient’s privacy.

“… … The best way is negotiation. Go find Jude Bellot and talk to him.”

no.

There’s no way he’ll negotiate.

It was like that before the regression, and it’s probably like that now too.

I gritted my teeth.

“We do not negotiate with terrorists.”

“He is not someone you can deal with with that kind of logic. If you want to fight against destruction-”

“Please call me Jude Bellot.”

I corrected Akane’s words. Akane stopped in her sip of tea.

“Don’t put too much emphasis on your name. You’ll just be dragged along by the guy to do whatever he wants.”

“… … .”

Then Akane let out a sigh of relief. She put down her teacup and looked at me.

“Then, do you have a way?”

“Even if it’s not there, we should find it. It’s better than being afraid of a mere terrorist and calling him ‘destruction.’”

“… … This kid is crawling out of nowhere. Do you think I haven’t thought of the same thing as you? That guy is unkillable. He’s been alive for hundreds of years, and he’s already become a ‘phenomenon’!”

A blood vessel popped out on Akane’s forehead.

“Well, how would you know since we’ve never met before? You’re just a 20-year-old college student.”

I asked her, who was leaning forward as if she was going to stab me.

“Can you make room for me?”

“seat?”

“Yes. A place where I can have exclusive conversation.”

“… … You’re crazy. You’ll die with just one wave of his hand.”

“I guess so.”

I nodded.

As a mere cancer patient, the survival skills I learned while rolling around in the underworld were strategies and tricks.

In the logic of power, it is obvious that I will be pushed, so I scheme to attract a force other than my own.

“Can you make room for me or not? That’s all I need to know. Even bad friends are still friends.”

“… … .”

Akane sighed with a strange look in her eyes.

“It is possible. He would want to make his intentions known to the world.”

“Then that’s good.”

I nodded.

“Mr. Akane, you know how to shoot flesh, right?”

“… … ”

Akane doesn’t speak, but of course it’s possible. It’s probably basic to have the magic to survive on a puppeteer.

“Please blow the flesh on the person I ask.”

I wrote someone’s name on a white piece of paper.

[Iselin von Mursiel Kelin]

Akane frowned at that.

“Who is this?”

“It doesn’t matter who this person is, he is just a means to harness someone else’s power.”

It doesn’t matter how mean the process is. It doesn’t matter what the means are.

As long as the result is right, that’s all that matters.

“… … A means of utilizing power?”

“yes.”

Jude Bellot is a being who has lived for hundreds of years. He has watched over the birth, aging, illness, and death of the continent for generations, and as Akane said, he may already be a ‘phenomenon’.

“I will use the power of others. Akane, you just need to give me a time and place to have a private conversation with Jude Bellot.”

But he wouldn’t know.

“Leave the rest to me.”

Somewhere on this continent, there is a being that can transcend destruction, the strongest being in the world who can even kill and eliminate phenomena.

That he was disguised as the most ancient nobleman… … .

* * *

[BALANCE]

In the city center of the capital city of Edsilla. Libra’s second son, Jade, calmly watches a sign hanging on a building measuring about 900 square meters.

“Certainly. It looks more quaint with the cafe and bakery removed.”

These are the words of the newly hired butler, ‘Diogoo’.

Jade nodded proudly.

“There is no need to add too many words. Balance will soon become synonymous with high-end cafes.”

There are quite a lot of people gathered for the completion ceremony right now. More than half of them, of course, seem to be there to admire Jade’s flawless appearance, but whatever.

Not bad.

Jade quietly looked around the interior.

“I’ve heard some scary rumors going around lately. Is it an infectious disease?”

Suddenly

Then I asked the butler about some news that bothered him a little.

“Oh, it’s not an epidemic, it’s indiscriminate killing.”

“That’s fortunate.”

If it was an epidemic, it would be a problem because there would be fewer customers in crowded places.

“But since the flesh is quite strong, Jade-gong should also be careful… … .”

I don’t care. The world keeps going whether tens or thousands of civilians die. It keeps going very well.

Rather, it is difficult for Jade, as a noble, to understand why she is fussing over something as trivial as flesh that will fade away with time.

That’s why you should have trained harder in the past.

“Also, this is a report independently investigated by the Libra Station business team.”

Jade received a report. A file containing her own predictions about the success of Cafe Balance and its future profitability.

“… … These desk heads don’t look so bad either.”

The conclusion is that although great success is difficult, the chances of failure seem remarkably small.

Of course, the profitability that Zion Ascal expected is different by orders of magnitude. Zion Ascal highly evaluates the cafe industry, while the Libra business team generally evaluates it.

This is actually better. We will be able to see the differences in each other’s abilities and knowledge.

──It was that moment.

Jade saw several intelligence agents running towards her from beyond the crowd. They stood before her with sweat dripping down their faces.

“What’s going on?”

Jade’s brow furrowed slightly at the sight of their rather uncouth appearance. They approached her with urgent expressions and handed her a small note.

“Jade Lord. Read it now.”

“What… … .”

Jade’s expression as she looks down at the note suddenly hardens into a cold one.

It wasn’t just a blank expression. It was a quiet anger that shook more violently than any storm.

His eyes were dry and twisted.

“… … .”

Jade looked up from the note.

“Is this true?”

“……yes.”

The agents bowed their backs, looking quite nervous.

“Ms. Iselin… … .”

Her name is Iselin.

A painter that Jade once loved.

No, she still loves me and has secretly assigned me an agent.

“He was hospitalized after being stabbed”

It was a sad report that he had been involved in a murder.