The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 104



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Episode 104

The young man said his name was Idril. He was twenty-three years old. He had entered Gen’s territory three days ago and he proudly claimed that he had nothing to do with the murder.

“Why did you come to this territory?”

“I told you, I came here to deal with dogma. It causes problems for people. I am pure in my heart… … .”

“That dogma is this dog, right? Does it look like some kind of monster to you? What is dogma in the first place?”

The security chief, who introduced himself as a fifth-grade manager, spoke while shaking the limp dog corpse.

“A monster? That’s not even funny.”

“I told you earlier that it’s because the curse is gone when you die, right?”

“If you’re going to lie, you have to do it sincerely. What? Curses? That’s something only great sorcerers can do, not beasts like this. Isn’t that common sense?”

“That’s not it… … Oh, I’m so frustrated.”

“If you’re frustrated, tell me the truth. You killed people and ran away here. That’s how you got caught.”

“What kind of crazy person commits such a crime and then walks around the market with his face exposed? Do I look that stupid?”

“They say that all killers are mentally unstable. That applies to you exactly.”

“Oh, really!”

Idril raised both of his bound hands and struck the wall.

Kuuung!

The bars shook violently with a heavy vibration. Gravel fell on the guard’s head.

The security guard flinched and stepped back.

“Manager.”

Quilbian said, placing a hand on the administrator’s shoulder.

“I think this is about it.”

“No, not yet… … .”

“I think that guy’s patience has reached its limit. If he puts his mind to it, he can break out of this crude prison in an instant. So let’s stop here.”

“that is…….”

“I know you’re worried that there’ll be trouble. Go and tell Mr. Rookie about the situation. If you can’t meet him in person, contact him through this. I’ll take responsibility.”

I handed the gold medal to the manager. The manager, with a bright face, said, “Okay,” and left.

Quilbian opened the iron bars and went inside.

“Take it off.”

He pointed to the rope that was wrapped around Idril’s wrist. Idril snorted and shook his head.

“I won’t let you go until you apologize. Never with my own hands… … .”

Quillvian made a sign and snapped his fingers. The flames that rose on the rope instantly burned it.

“Oh, it’s hot.”

It was Idril, shaking his wrists and blowing air.

“Is it okay now? Since you didn’t solve it yourself, someone else solved it for you.”

“… … What happened? Mana suddenly started having seizures.”

“I have a lot of questions, so let’s go for now. Have you eaten?”

“Oh, I haven’t eaten yet.”

“Then let’s go eat.”

I took Idril outside. I met the eyes of the guards guarding the walls, but they did not stop me, perhaps because they had heard about it before.

“Do you trust me?”

Idril asked, stroking his wrist.

“I don’t trust people very much.”

“Then why… … .”

“I didn’t lie during the investigation. In fact, I don’t care if you’re a crazy murderer or an honest person. I’m just curious about Dogma and the industry you’re in.”

Quilbian looked at the street where lights were turning on one by one.

“I could have just taken you when I caught you earlier, but I made a promise with the owner of this place. I wanted to make sure you didn’t cause any trouble.”

I saw a bustling store.

Even though the sun had set, business was still going on. This was a scene that showed how good public safety was.

“Is there a seat?”

I asked a waitress who was moving between the bustling customers. She was a skinny girl, but she was moving around with great skill, carrying plates of food stacked in both hands.

“There are empty seats inside. Please come to the counter to order.”

“okay.”

When I went inside, there was no one there, and I saw only empty dishes piled up. I sat down and looked around the noisy store.

“I guess it’s because I’ve been alone for so long, but I just feel good when I come to places like this.”

“Me too. I like crowded places. I like quiet places.”

“Order something to eat. I don’t know much about food.”

“then.”

Idril got up from his seat and went to the counter. In the meantime, a waiter came and cleared the dishes. On the way, he asked if he wanted a drink, but Quilbian shook his head.

Judging from the questions he asked about food, it seemed like he had money in his pocket every time he sold alcohol.

“I ordered it. I… … .”

“Quilvian. You can call me Quill, whatever you want.”

“I am Idril.”

“I heard it earlier.”

“Haha, that’s right.”

It was Idril who smiled bashfully.

“If you have any questions, just ask first.”

“Are you by any chance of noble blood?”

“No, it’s not like that, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

“aha.”

The girl brought out grilled fish. It seemed like the food was brought out as it was prepared, not all at once.

“It’s a delicacy, made by drying and grilling the anchovies that are often caught along this coast.”

“is it so?”

I picked one up and put it in my mouth. I couldn’t tell I was hungry, but I could taste it.

It was the perfect snack to eat when you’re feeling salty and bored.

“Oh, and I ordered alcohol too. No matter how I look at it, it seems like that kid needs to sell alcohol to get paid.”

“You take good care of others.”

“I believe that good deeds will change the world someday. It doesn’t have to be grandiose. Even small acts of generosity will definitely help.”

“is it so?”

It feels good to see someone armed with good intentions. Of course, it could be a mask, but at the moment, there was nothing bothering me.

“Here it is.”

The girl smiled brightly and put the glass down in front of Idril. Then, with a slightly glum look on her face, she placed the glass on the table in front of Quilbian.

“He’s a hot-tempered kid.”

“Ahaha. Oh, if you don’t have enough alcohol, you can order more. Anyway, since you helped me, I’ll pay here.”

“This will do. I don’t really enjoy eating here.”

“here?”

Idril looked at him with an expression that said he didn’t know what he meant. Quilbian didn’t explain and just drank some of his alcohol.

The fruity, sour, and unpleasantly sweet notes came up. It seemed like it was made from grapes that were about to rot.

“It’s delicious!”

Idril said after gulping down the alcohol. What an enviable tongue. Who could drink something like this and still say it tastes good.

“I think you’re hungry, so let’s eat first.”

“You can talk while you eat. I’m good at talking with my mouth full of food.”

I thought it was a trivial special skill, but when I saw Idril pronounce the words so accurately even though his mouth was full of food, I couldn’t help but applaud.

“It feels like watching a circus.”

“ha ha ha!”

It was Idril who laughed cheerfully and then swallowed the food in his mouth.

“That… … dogma.”

“Yes, dogma.”

“How did you catch it?”

“I caught it by stepping on it.”

“No, that’s not it. You caught it with your bare hands. Like this.”

Idril said, clutching the wooden cup tightly.

“Can’t people in your industry touch dogma?”

“You can touch it. But it’s a problem because it will definitely cause damage.”

“Are you feeling unwell?”

“Yes. Because the remnants of the curse bring bad luck.”

“If it’s bad luck… … .”

Idril blinked.

“You really don’t know anything.”

“As I said, I don’t know anything.”

“hmm.”

Idril, who had been tapping his chin with his clenched fist, carefully opened his mouth.

“I know this is really rude, but may I ask your age?”

“It’s twenty-one.”

“ah…….”

“Why? Is it less than you thought? Or is it more?”

“To be honest, I’m still confused. This is the first time I’ve ever seen something like this. When you look at someone’s face this close, it’s hard to tell their age. They look younger than me, but they also seem a lot older than me. Is it because of their hair?”

“Maybe so.”

Idril took a big bite of the meat pie.

“Actually, does age matter? I just asked because I was curious. Oh, you were talking about bad luck, right?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Bad luck is like a curse left behind by dogma, or a disease that you get when you come into contact with the remnants of a curse. It can end as a mild cold, but if you’re unlucky, it can lead to death.”

Idril sniffled.

“Bad luck can come in many forms. Like I said, you can get really sick, or you can get stoned to death on the street. I know someone who was eating when a fork suddenly shot up and got stuck in his chin.”

“Are you dead?”

“No. Thank goodness he’s still alive. He still talks about that time as if he’s bragging. Me, you know! He didn’t even scream once even though he had a fork stuck in his chin!”

Idril was squinting his eyes and imitating the tone of someone he didn’t know. He was a very playful and cheerful person.

“But Mr. Quill, the words you use are very cold.”

“Me?”

“yes.”

“I find the expression cold amusing. I don’t think it’s wrong. If it makes you uncomfortable, I can fix it. I’m good at that.”

“No, no. It’s your personality. Do you need to fix it?”

Quillvian nodded and tapped the table with his index finger.

“Can you see that curse with your own eyes?”

“Yes, it looks good.”

“Is this the curse you’re talking about?”

Quilbian released a little of the Narc he had absorbed by killing the dog. Of course, there was also some dull salt in it.

Idril got up from his chair in shock. The chair fell over with a loud crash.

The noisy store suddenly became quiet. Eyes flew in, but they quickly dispersed, perhaps thinking it was nothing serious.

The conversation returned to the ceiling of the store again.

“That, that, that thing.”

“Yes, this.”

“If it’s on you, quickly shake it off! If you keep the remnants of a curse hanging on like that, you’ll be in big trouble. Curses attract curses.”

“Well, it’s a bit tangled, but it’s not a big deal… … .”

Before he could finish speaking, Idril hurriedly took out his gloves. He put them on and flicked away the narc that was stuck on the tip of Quilbian’s fingers.

“The curse is a parasite on the living. If you shake it off and drop it on the ground, it will disappear quickly. Now you can rest assured.”

Idril sighed deeply as he watched the Nak dissipate into the air.

Quillvian stared at Idril’s gloves.

There was something similar to a nak wrapped around the surface. It was tightly bonded to the armor surface, like the nak that makes up the sky wall.

“Those gloves… … .”

“As expected, you know. It’s a tool used to hunt Dogma. It’s imbued with the power of the spirits.”

“A spirit?”

I’ve heard of it, but it was my first time seeing it.

government ordinance.

It looked similar to Nak, but it was clearly a different power.

“Can I take a look?”

“Of course. But it’s expensive, so you shouldn’t rip it, hahaha!”

I was handed the gloves.

Is this some form of sorcery, or… …a sorcery that we don’t yet fully understand?

Quilbian released the salty Nak again, wanting to see how he would react.

The nack flowing out of the palm touched the glove.

and.

As the smoke rose slightly, the surface of the armor melted with a strange sound.

“ah.”

this.

I looked ahead in confusion for the first time in a long time. Idril, who had been smiling brightly, was looking at the gloves as if the sky had fallen.

ah.

Quillvian carefully placed the melted glove on the table.

“that is…….”

It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to speak properly.

(Continued in next episode)