The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 69



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Episode 69

“I’ll show you a funny scene, so listen to what I have to say.”

Twella said.

As if by a powerful spell, Altera felt her consciousness sinking as soon as she heard Twella’s words.

‘It’ is coming from far away.

The anxiety was brief, but soon peace came.

There was no need to be afraid.

Because the visitor was not a stranger.

Altera opened her closed eyes.

I lowered my gaze and looked down at my two hands. I clenched and unclenched my palms, moved my fingers as if I was pressing a keyboard, and then looked straight ahead.

“Are you here?”

Twella asked.

Altera thought for a moment.

“Winte.”

“yes.”

There seemed to be no need for a long explanation. It was natural, since the woman in front of him had already seen everything.

How long has it been since we’ve made such an exciting discovery?

Winte had a big smile on his face.

“I guess you were sure I would come.”

“Because you always answered when I called.”

“My disposition never changes.”

I looked around. According to the information Altera had gathered, this was a place called a special training center or a special breeding ground.

“Is ‘it’ coming soon?”

“yes.”

“There’s no way to avoid it.”

“No. Everyone gathered here will die. No matter what you do, this fact will not change.”

“No.”

Winte shook his head, still smiling.

“Facts are not fixed. Your very existence is proof of that.”

Winte approached Twella and placed a hand on her shoulder. Fear spread across the woman’s face.

“You’ve already seen it all, but you’re still scared?”

“You are… … a monster.”

“That’s obvious.”

I looked at the woman calmly.

It was touched by the breath of God, but surprisingly, it was about one step away from God’s intention.

“Fate is no fun. If things just go their way, it’s boring.”

Winte circled around Twella.

It was a coveted material. I wanted to split open the flesh right now and find the flaws of the god. It was a woman’s voice that calmed my hot desire.

“You won’t kill me.”

“Fate is bound to twist.”

“But your disposition is firm.”

Winte smiled lowly and waved his hand. Two coffee cups that he kept carefully appeared in the air.

“Drink it. It’s one of the few cups of coffee left in the world.”

“I’ll drink well.”

The answer was curious, but the woman’s hand holding the glass trembled without mercy. What was it that moved this pitiful, tiny creature?

As she took a sip of coffee, Twella’s face brightened. She looked down at her cup with wide eyes, as if she had forgotten the fear that had been eating away at her body.

“This… … is really delicious. I’ve seen and felt it dozens, hundreds of times, but actually tasting it is different.”

“It feels good to be different.”

A person who knows how to enjoy coffee deserves respect. Winte gave the woman time to enjoy her last supper.

“I want to drink more.”

“hmm.”

“But that won’t work. This is a gift from God.”

“Did I even say that?”

“Yes. You always told me things I didn’t know. There was never a time when our stories overlapped. Of course, you knew everything. That I could see the future, and that I had seen too much of it.”

Twella returned the coffee cup.

“You are a monster. A far more terrifying thing than what will soon descend upon this earth. But your madness is not biased. It is fair to all.”

“so?”

Winte listened to the woman with interest.

“You are cold-hearted. So cold-hearted that you wouldn’t even blink an eye if tens of thousands of people like me were to die.”

“That’s true. I killed someone with my own hands.”

“Yes, that’s right. At the same time, you are a human being… … no, even if you’re not a human being, you won’t tolerate anything you’ve cared about disappearing in vain.”

Naq was sprayed from Twella’s body.

Without going through the magic system, he simply drew in pure mana.

The direction where the sharpened Nak’s sword was aimed was Twella’s neck.

Just before the overflowing mana strangled his throat, Winte moved his eyes slightly.

The Nak’s scattered.

Twella let out a faint breath. Tears were prickling at the corners of her eyes.

“If I had left you alone, you would have just died.”

“But you didn’t leave me alone.”

“It’s better not to be sure about the future.”

“No. I’m sure you will. You will watch me. Because I will be a one-of-a-kind toy.”

“It’s quite enjoyable when something is difficult to refute.”

Winte looked into the woman’s eyes.

Eyes that have seen countless different events that will occur in the future.

It seems to be full of life, but if you look a little deeper… … .

“It would be easier if I died now.”

Winte read the woman’s mind. Twella flinched, then smiled as if she had given up.

“Did you see what I saw, Winte?”

“No. I don’t know what you saw. You’re not like an orc shaman. An orc shaman can only see a certain future once, not as close to infinity as you can.”

“If I had just seen it once, it wouldn’t have been this hard.”

A clear voice came out of the woman’s mouth.

“If it was too hard, you could have just died. If you hadn’t come looking for me and just cut your throat, you would have found a long rest.”

“I did. I’ve thought about it countless times. But… … that kid always saves me.”

The woman laughed.

There was no resignation, regret, or resentment in that laughter. It was just pure joy.

“Have you ever had a crush, Winte?”

“Love. It’s a really difficult emotional complex. I’ve felt it indirectly many times. When you blend into your society and live a normal life, you meet a partner, get married, and have children. In that process, you definitely feel affection.”

“The moment you step out of that role, everything becomes meaningless.”

“Just because I’m overly immersed in a role doesn’t mean it becomes the real me, right?”

Winte looked up at the sky.

A dark magic engraved along the wall vibrated.

Soon, it comes down.

“Unfortunately, there is no time.”

“Yes. There isn’t.”

“So what are you going to show me?”

“Not here, but there. I will show you the obvious error of God.”

Winte reached out and touched Twella’s forehead. A refined image was transmitted.

gray.

A world where everything falls apart.

A giant trash can.

“You’re going to stay there alone?”

“yes.”

“Death is a blessing compared to that. Oh, I don’t need to explain. You know better than anyone else.”

Twella’s face contorted grotesquely, then returned to its normal state.

“Do I look stupid?”

“I have experienced you countless times. I have examined your bodies and the spirits within them countless times. I thought I understood you perfectly. I was proud that I had created a category that encompassed everything… … You really are… … .”

Winte carefully chose and chose the words that came to his mouth.

“What a crazy bitch.”

“I guess so?”

“Do you want your dedication to be praised?”

“No, I don’t want that.”

“If my reasoning is followed, you will be cursed and will be subject to all sorts of insults until you are forgotten. Your actions will ultimately be meaningless… … .”

The woman interrupted.

“I want to live. I want to live.”

“You’re crazy. You saw everything and you still made that choice?”

“yes.”

Winte looked at the woman again.

“How many years have you lived by human standards?”

“Well, four thousand years?”

“It’s short, but it’s too long for a human.”

“Yes. It’s long. I’ve had a crush that lasted too long.”

Twella closed her eyes tightly and then opened them.

The woman who had shown a variety of emotions had disappeared. What was left before her was the dregs of time that had been cut and cut, with nowhere left to cut.

“Of all the people I’ve ever seen, you’re the worst.”

“Is that a compliment?”

“That is the highest compliment. If I could have saved your life, I would have kept you alive and observed you by my side.”

The barrier was opening.

Ready to accept the master.

“The mind and body can’t stop that. That thing has grown a lot too.”

“Are you happy?”

Twella’s gaze also reached the sky.

“The monster you raised is that big?”

“I didn’t raise him. I just dropped him some clues.”

“You are so cruel.”

“Be fair. I just gave some cookies to people that God didn’t want.”

“The world might end.”

“Your world?”

Winte said with a smile.

“The natural order is boring. Fate is boring. Now that God has retired, the world will change. I will watch it. Like a movie, no, a long drama. Just thinking about it makes me laugh.”

Winte lowered his gaze.

The woman’s hand was grabbed by the collar.

“I trust your fairness. Help us, just like you helped those bastards.”

“I have only one principle of action: interest.”

“i know!”

Twella pushed her face in.

“I am your one and only toy, so you must grant me any request.”

“It’s scary.”

Winte pulled Twella’s hand away.

“I understand what you want.”

Twella took a step back.

“I will spend my whole life cursing you.”

“That’s good too. But human willpower is not infinite. You’ll regret this choice there. It would have been easier if you had just died comfortably.”

Whispered softly.

Courage that comes from ignorance is pitiful.

But the courage to act despite knowing it is foolish.

Even though women realize everything, they still try to make the worst choice.

“But I’m not good at taking care of people.”

“I know. That’s why I asked my best friend. He’ll take care of Quill.”

“Isn’t that putting too much burden on your best friend?”

“That’s right. But, that kid doesn’t listen to me. I told him not to come… … He really is a disobedient bird.”

“A soul exchange. Two but one. You are truly a desirable test subject. I can’t help but feel regretful.”

“Please don’t forget that regretful feeling and keep your promise.”

“I promise you. Your wish will come true. My promises have never been broken, so don’t worry.”

“That’s fortunate.”

It was Twella, sweeping her chest and letting out a long breath.

“I’ll go now.”

“okay.”

“Please save Quill.”

“I’ll try to save you. The next step is the human race’s choice. The most likely outcome is suicide. The next is that you’ll lose your mind and become a living being. Even if you survive, which is extremely unlikely, your unrequited love will never be rewarded.”

Winte smiled deeply.

“Because I will never tell you the truth. You will be cursed by the Quilbian people for the rest of your life. You will be remembered as a cruel traitor and one day you will be forgotten.”

I want to shake it.

I wanted to see what the limits of human endurance were.

“So how about dying now?”

“If I had given up even just once, I would have died comfortably.”

Twella opened her mouth and then smiled faintly.

“But he never gave up. Not even once. I’ve seen him thousands, tens of thousands of times, and he always comes to me. He’s really weird. I don’t understand why he does that. So.”

The woman said, her expression softening.

“My unrequited love won’t change. So don’t tell me. That’s enough.”

*

Quilbian stared blankly down at his coffee cup. The past that Winte had hammered into his mind slowly began to dissipate.

“Wintte is really…”

“Is that so?”

Winte looked up at the sky and answered.

(Continued in next episode)