Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 66



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 66

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The monitoring room detected a rapidly runaway magical core. The overflowing ghostly energy had already exceeded its critical point, and the escaped spirits took the shape of a human face and filled the inside of the barrier.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr∣able!

A vibration shook the monitor room. Dark red magic surged from beyond the screen.

“Damn it! Please explain! “Why are you doing this?”

“I can’t tell you the details.”

Shelton jumped up and glared at the surveillance camera, but the camera image remained the same.

From five minutes ago, Shion and Solliet have been standing still, facing each other. It seems like a still image, but time continues to pass.

Is this something like being possessed by a ghost?

Shelton grabbed the middle manager by the shoulder.

“Probability, at least tell me the probability!”

“It is something that cannot be explained magically, scientifically, or probabilistically. The output of the Demon Core was suddenly amplified. “It’s something worth reporting to academia.”

“Let’s go and see!” First of all, what happens?”

Boom──!

A huge shock hit the monitoring room. Several researchers fainted and fell to the ground.

said the middle manager.

“… … The shell of the demon core cannot withstand the resonance inside the demon essence core. You are causing your own collapse. This is an impossible phenomenon. “It’s a variable I couldn’t have imagined.”

“No, so, if it causes a collapse, what about the Demon Core?”

“… … .”

The middle manager let go.

The hands that had been fiddling with the keyboard and mouse for 30 hours were gathered neatly on my lap.

“There is no turning back.”

“Oh what—!”

Shelton looked like he was going crazy. The back of my head was hot as if lava had poured in, and static electricity kept crackling on my back.

“So the method is-”

“The magic core has already collapsed.”

The manager pointed to the screen as if to confirm.

A drone camera overlooking the barrier.

So so so so… … .

Cracks are appearing in this artificial barrier that Shelton and Magic Tower spent hundreds of millions of ren to create.

One by one, they are falling apart into fragments.

“… … .”

Shelton stared blankly.

My legs felt weak.

When I came to, my knees were touching the ground.

It is 60 million Ren. The cost invested in this magic core.

It is 6 billion Ren. The value of the ‘comprehensive theme park’ that will be produced with this magic core.

And that’s the value when measured at the lowest level.

“ah… … X───foot!”

Shelton howled like an animal and looked around at the researchers. One by one, they pointed their fingers at each other and raised their eyebrows.

“You guys! Oh my! Design! Do it and fuck it! “How on earth did they make it!”

“It is judged to be force majeure. In terms of probability, it is infinitely close to 0… … .”

He covered the middle manager’s mouth with red eyes.

“You should have responded first when it was time to blame the odds, you stupid probability-heads——!”

───Quarrrrrrr!

A blast sound echoes through the speakers.

Shelton and the researchers simultaneously looked back at the monitor.

Pusssssssut────.

The entire barrier was collapsing.

Like Jenga with the wrong block removed, it’s so vain.

In an instant.

More lifeless than a sand castle.

Chijijik-.

Soon, the entire screen cut off with noise.

The entire monitoring room lost power.

“Ha ha ha ha ha… … .”

In that darkness, only Shelton’s faint, delirious laughter flowed.

* * *

[0:00:00]

I returned as the last person standing. The venue was Clem Hall, but it was empty. There was neither Solliette nor anyone else.

Grumble-

Just then the front door opened. A man in a gown came in.

“hey.”

It was Shelton.

“congratulations. “It’s first place.”

With a haggard face, he glared at me and asked.

“Let me ask you just one question. “Did something happen in there?”

Because it’s sutli, it’s just an informal comment.

Now you’re showing your true colors.

“yes. “There was.”

“What happened?”

“Suddenly a ghostly face appeared… … Wow, that’s terrible. “I still have PTSD right now.”

“… … “Anything else?”

“Something else? Are you saying I’m getting PTSD now? “Shouldn’t we compensate for the mental damage?”

Shelton trembled slightly when talking about compensation for psychological damage.

“It was part of the assignment, so there was nothing like that.”

“Give me the money. “At least the 30 ren I took back then.”

“… … Tsk. but. How can a D- like you do anything to a demonic core? “Live your whole life as a parasite on other people.”

Shelton sighed and turned around. In times like this, a D- rating is helpful. There’s no suspicion at all, right? No, there is no doubt that D- came in first place?

Stand tall-

Shelton stopped and turned back to me.

“hey. “You said it would be 30 ren.”

“… … what?”

He took out 30 ren from his pocket wallet and stuffed it into my coat pocket.

“Don’t say anything else. Compensation for mental damage was 30 ren.”

“… … .”

As he was leaving Clem Hall saying something absurd, his cell phone was ringing in his robe pocket.

These are unusual alarms. I can’t wait to see what happens next.

“bye. “It doesn’t go far.”

I smiled.

Oh, of course, he definitely has some backs. He is a man who has single-handedly attracted tens of millions of Ren in investment, and his ability is certain.

So, I might need some confirmation kills.

I picked up my smartphone. I made a call to a contact I had previously saved.

Turrrrr- Turrrrr-

-hello.

I thought I wouldn’t receive it, but I received it surprisingly quickly.

“… … “Oh yes.”

-who are you.

His voice was full of thorns, as if he hadn’t slept well.

“It’s none other than me and I want to report something.”

—Who are you? Do you know me?

“… … Renner Helda. “Aren’t you the prosecutor?”

—That’s right, but who are you? Haaam.

While yawning, you can hear the sound of your body sinking into the chair.

You must be busy with heavy work.

“I saw you last time in the Recordak interrogation room.”

-what… … Oh, that yellow one? Zion Askal?

I laughed quietly.

Still, you remember my name.

-hey. wanna die? When you look at it, it crawls up. How dare you call Prosecutor Edsilla?

“… … I told you this when we met. “I’ll call you if I have anything to report.”

—What kind of report?

“There was a bit of an incident with the College Board.”

—College board?

Lena raised her eyebrows.

“yes. Do you know about the Cadillac Casino incident?”

—Don’t you know? It’s an incident that appears in textbooks.

“The demonic core may not have been released at that time.”

—… … what?

Lena’s voice changed in an instant.

The whole story was deduced from just this 30 second conversation. After all, he is a man who knows all of Edsilla’s cases and precedents in his head.

“Please do some research. “I’m sure there will be someone interesting.”

—Hey sleep-

I hung up the phone without leaving it like that.

As I said, Lena is a competent swordsman. In Ed Scylla, which is equivalent to a status system, he is a self-reliant person who has ascended to the position of chief prosecutor while subjugating quite a few nobles.

If you gave me this much information, they would take care of it.

* * *

Same time.

Presium, one of the top-class apartments in Edsilla.

“ha… … .”

Six-star prospect Elyse Petra is still buried in bed.

Depressed.

I feel embarrassed.

Annoying.

It is difficult to estimate how much CP was lost in this task.

Of course, she could easily enter Edsilla National University, but Elise’s purpose was more than that.

College Board Overall Senior.

I wanted to prove myself by climbing to the top.

According to the rumor, Gerken and Solliet have a perfect score cutoff… … .

“… … under.”

A sigh passed. He grabbed her pillow with both hands and hurled the ax into the bare bed.

Bang- Bang- Bang- Bang-

After waiting for a while, like a beaver cracking a clam, I lay down in the right posture again and looked up at the ceiling.

Depressed.

I feel embarrassed.

Annoyed… … no.

no.

Nothing will change if you just lie down like this.

Everyone fails. The same goes for great people called legends of the continent.

They all failed, fell, and collapsed at least once, but what was important was their ability to overcome that failure and stand up again.

Bounce back.

I can definitely do that too.

Because I have a talent that everyone envies. Because he has the potential to become a legend.

Elise raised her upper body.

“… … ah.”

But my body doesn’t listen. I keep getting droopy as if I’ve been physically injured.

I don’t want to do anything, I suddenly don’t want to live, and everything feels meaningless.

“… … .”

She looked blankly at the door. It was wide open.

All doors are open in your home. It doesn’t close. It must not be closed.

If we think positively, the problem that day might not have been grades.

It might have been fortunate that he didn’t die at that time.

The room 444 incident was the worst of the worst. Worst in almost 3 years.

Just thinking about the panic on the 4th floor that day feels breathtaking and confusing at the same time.

What on earth happened to him there?

Was he forcibly repatriated right before he died?

Did ‘someone’ really save him?

“… … “There was.”

She shook her head.

There is no need to worry about this.

There was definitely someone there. Even in my vague memories and consciousness that felt like I was drowning, the touch and warmth were more certain than anything else.

Elise believes in her memories.

He did not survive by mere coincidence, but did not die thanks to an ‘unidentified man’.

So it’s more of a problem.

Daejoint, who the heck is?

Tiring-

The smartphone rang.

Elise groped and grabbed the bed. There were many messages, but she ignored them.

I went to UTV and searched for a puppy. I also searched for rabbits. I looked blankly at them eating and playing and then put it down again.

Tiring-

The smartphone rang again. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes opened wide.

[James: We’re meeting today at 7 o’clock, right?]

“ah… … really.”

There was a theater meeting for this festival.

The recruitment was done in advance before the College Board assignment even began.

First of all, there are four people taking Latinel classes together. James, Wendy, Brown, Del.

Two Edsilla National University students aspiring to become musical actors. Miller, Sasha.

7 people including Elise herself.

Appointment time is Saturday at 7pm.

Just one hour later.

Elise forced herself to stand up.

As expected, the will to keep a promise can overcome even this sense of futility-

“ah.”

I fell down on the bed again.

If you talk about theater, you will definitely be asked about this assignment, even during break time.

How should I answer then?

Should I just set it as a banned topic?

Tiring-

[JR: I heard the rumor. But there is no need to worry.]

This time it was a message from an entrance exam consultant.

How did you know when I didn’t even tell you yet?

[JR: The score difference is enough to reverse the situation.]

It seems like the rumor has already spread that much. They say there’s nothing to worry about, but it seems like it’s only gotten worse.

Elise gritted her teeth.

What kind of cheap-mouthed guys spread it? Should I go and kill him?

[are you okay.]

It wasn’t okay, but I responded and got out of bed. She rolled her helpless body and came out of the bedroom.

“miss! Are you okay?!”

Petra’s servants rushed in. Everyone had worried faces.

Elise said in a worried tone.

“clothes… … Please prepare some… … Going to a theater meeting… … .”