Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 44



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 44

Stepping stones (3)

[Request: All murder case files since 2009 (including the underworld)… … ]

That evening, I submitted a request to the “Dark Web” to obtain Edsilla’s case file. Although only one file was needed, they asked for two years’ worth of case files, randomly shuffled together.

Because I don’t want to be suspected even if just for a moment.

[Commission completed: 2011~2013 murder and death case records (including underworld records)]

The cost is exactly 10,000 DP.

Dark Web completed the request in almost three hours and transmitted all murder and death case records over the past three years in file format.

“What was it… … .”

There are a ton of them, but there is no need to rummage through them one by one.

I closed my eyes for a moment and recalled past memories from “Notepad.” Suddenly, the file number of a specific case was embedded in my consciousness.

“This is it.”

[UNON-2012-19281]

Among the countless murder and death cases, this is the only one that Solliet needs.

UNON means an event in the underworld, and 2012 is the year. 19,281 is the case number. This is the 19,281st murder and death case that occurred in the underworld in 2012.

“How did you find this?”

I am amazed once again. Not to me, but to Solliet.

Under the assumption that ‘If Nightmare is not dead, he will definitely kill at least one person in his life-‘, Solliet before returning, investigated all murder cases in all years from the time the fake Nightmare was imprisoned to the present. Evidence found through obsession and obsession.

I still don’t dare guess what kind of mindset she had as she looked at and analyzed hundreds of thousands of corpses.

“… … hmm.”

[Death: Unknown]

A case file where we don’t even know who the deceased is, let alone the murderer. The underworld is a place where hundreds of people die every day, but this corpse is a bit different.

It’s the same with the fact that there are countless stab wounds all over the body that don’t even have a shape, and the types of wounds are all different.

“A total of 73 stab wounds. “Not one of them has the same wound, and there is no trace of magical power.”

So, does that mean that some crazy guy used 73 different weapons to kill one person?

I’m still curious.

Nightmare was so mad that he tore up the corpse like this.

anyway.

This corpse is clearly the work of Nightmare. However, this does not mean that Nightmare carries 73 weapons. Is there really a mentally ill person who would change his weapon 73 times when killing someone?

There are people who carry around 33, but 73 is too unrealistic.

In other words, these 73 different stab wounds are the “spectrum” of the nightmare.

“Off.”

I got up. I was thinking of going to the library and printing out this case file.

Rather than sending it as a file, it will be more enjoyable to read it if it is given in person.

* * *

Monday morning.

The soreness of the expedition hasn’t even healed yet, but it’s the first day of the third week of College Board.

“Oh, I’m tired.”

In the temporary shelter of the old building, I woke up with my body pounding here and there.

Horsepower University entrance exam. I know because I tried it myself. The schedule is literally killer. I don’t know if it’s because I’m a cancer patient, but I’m so fucking tired.

The dropout rate is not higher than the failure rate for no reason.

“… … “It’s a long way from being fully grown.”

I looked in the mirror and checked my body condition. It seemed like he had grown about 2cm more in 3 weeks, but he still had a long way to go. I can’t believe I have to go through these damn growing pains for another half a year.

Instead, unlike before, when he was skinny, he had quite a bit of fat and muscle attached. This is thanks to constantly eating meat. Since I eat a protein-centered diet, I think I will have a better bone mass than before I returned.

“let’s go… … .”

I came out of the shelter. I arrived at Clem Hall while drinking a protein shake.

But I ran into a familiar person at the door of the hall. My client—Soliette.

As per the contract, she pretended not to notice and went into the hall, and I did the same.

“Wow solin hi~”

“yes.”

“omg?!”

Soliet accepts Raye’s greeting, and Raye is surprised that she accepts her own greeting.

In any case, Clem Hall was emptier than last week.

According to last night’s notice, there are exactly 80 people. Exactly two teams were missing from the team assignment.

“… … no. “Sion, when are you going to go after that bastard?”

“That’s right. “It’s a real cockroach.”

Kane and Escher glared in this direction and muttered. I answered with a smile.

“Just wait 15 years.”

“What are you saying, you bug?”

The front door of the hall opened. I quickly sat down.

“nice to meet.”

It was always the same Chadrek.

“I will give a short notice before starting the assignment.”

He placed a wad of paper in front of the teacher’s table.

“This Wednesday, College Board is a special activity. “It’s work experience.”

Special activities. It’s not a college board assignment, but it’s like a P/F (Pass & Fail) class with points deducted if you neglect it.

“We will distribute the choices, so write down your first to third choices. If all 1st to 3rd choices are rejected, you will be randomly assigned to a work experience site that is short on personnel. Please take note.”

Chedrek telekinetically fluttered the paper. I received it and read it familiarly.

[Work Experience Application]

Among the list of jobs available for experience were the Knights Templar, prison, police station, Congressional police, magic tower, nationally recognized mercenary group, store, agency, graduate school, bodyguard, etc.

Most people will want the Knights and the Magic Tower, and their second or third choices will be the Congressional Police and nationally recognized mercenaries.

I don’t really want to go to that place.

but… … .

prison.

For some reason, the prison catches my eye.

I don’t know what kind of prison it is, but the most famous prison on the continent is Lecordak.

To be exact, Recordak 1-13.

The higher the number, the harsher the environment and the worse the criminals are imprisoned. The Lecordak in the capital is Lecordak I.

If Rekordak is correct, a person to whom I owed a great deal in my past life would be imprisoned there.

You will be able to meet him again.

[1st choice: Prison]

I wrote down the prison.

Of course, it could be another prison, not Lecordak, but whatever.

You don’t know, right?

“I’ll give you 5 seconds. 5, 4, 3, 2… … .”

The rest of the applicants are roughly Knights and Magic Tower.

If you do this, you will most likely end up in prison. Because there wouldn’t be a crazy person who would put his first choice in prison.

“One.”

Immediately the paper flew back to Cedrek.

“Also, today’s College Board assignment will be handled by ‘Shelton’ from Magic Tower.”

Shelton… … Shelton.

No wait, Shelton?

Is this the Shelton I know?

“Please come in.”

As Chedrek spoke, 80 people’s eyes fell on the front door, and a disgusting human in a white robe appeared with a weak smile.

“Go and rest, Lord Chedrek.”

“Take care.”

He stood in front of the teacher’s table, taking turns with Chedrek. I looked at him blankly.

I was shocked. I laughed out loud.

“hello. “I am Shelton, a wizard and chief researcher at the Magic Tower’s Department of Magical Science.”

I am a human being who knows.

He looks neat on the outside and wears a gown like a scientist or doctor, but he is a money-crazed bug.

“I am in charge of assignments for Monday and Friday this week.”

He is like a trumpeter at the Tower of Magic, and when it comes to money, he is a true golden man who does not care about morality, ethics, means, or methods.

“It may be awkward as it is your first time in charge, but we will make sure there are no problems with the evaluation itself.”

In my life, I’ve never seen a person as crazy about money as that guy, but he lived a really good life, whining about it right before I died.

He even built a theme park named after himself, and it was so damn good.

He is like a biological specimen who says that punishment and punishment are meaningless.

“First, before starting the assignment. Do you guys know what an enchantment is?”

Shelton smiled and showed his teeth. The guy’s teeth had a faint hint of blue.

This is ‘Mana Enchanted Grillz’. Something like dentures that go around your gums.

They say that if you wear it, your food will taste better and your breath will smell fragrant, but it will probably cost at least 1 million ren.

A piece of money with an apartment in its mouth. I want to take it and sell it.

“It refers to the act of giving magic formula or magical magic formula to an ordinary object.”

The answer is, of course, Elise.

“you’re right. Many people confuse it with a piece, but an enchantment is different from a piece. The piece is a cutting-edge object that combines technology, magic, and engineering. Even things that were once new become old in an instant. On the other hand, enchantments are antique.”

Enchantment is one of the research areas that Mage Tower is focusing on.

Why?

Because it makes money. And that too, so incredibly, so crazy.

“There are no old enchantments. “It’s just classic.”

I hate magic towers. The things they do—of course they masturbate because they are rational—are completely devoid of emotions and seem like sociopaths. And then again, the money is scary.

There are probably not many people on this continent who like magic towers. Even magicians belonging to the Magic Tower hate the top leaders of the Magic Tower.

“The name of today’s task is ‘Horsepower Capability Evaluation I.’ “Please show us your magical abilities and your talent and desire for creation.”

Clap clap-

He clapped his hands. Then the door opened and researchers in white coats came rushing in.

They set up three bookshelves on a large lectern in Clem Hall and brought in a box with a rattling magic stone.

“Here, there are various enchantment books. There are a total of three bookshelves, each representing a difficulty level of high, intermediate, and low. All the books here cost over 5,000 ren each. haha.”

Shelton smiles when talking about money.

“All of these magic stones are of uniform C grade. “They cost about 1,000 ren each.”

I glanced back at the seniors. There were many concerned faces at the word enchantment.

It’s not that it’s not, because enchantment itself is a university course.

“Don’t worry too much. It is infinitely easier and simpler than what professional enchanters do. It’s not a magic spell, it’s a magic spell. see. Tablets, stoves, compasses, fans… … In fact, they are just enchantments that are independently worthless. What would you do with 5,000 ren in the first place? haha.”

Shelton continued with a mirthless laugh.

“Okay, then it doesn’t matter what kind of object it is.”

A task to evaluate abilities purely related to magical power that I thought would come out someday.

But why is the person in charge that idiot?

“From 9:30 to 6:00. “Enchant whatever you want on whatever you want!”

80 seniors got up and ran to the teacher’s table.