The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 70



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Episode 70

Quilbian just looked at the coffee, which had turned completely dry and black as soot.

I couldn’t tell how many days had passed.

Maybe it’s been months, maybe years.

No, isn’t that right?

“ah.”

As soon as Quilbian stood up from his chair, Winte spoke.

“I fed you. There’s no pain anywhere, so there’s no need to go check on you.”

I thought about the fledgling, Rappa, covered in fluff for a moment, then sat back down.

“I think my thoughts have been sorted out.”

“It was sorted out a long time ago. If everything Winte showed you was true, then there’s nothing to sort out. It’s such a simple fact.”

“Yes. It’s so simple that it almost makes you wonder if it’s true. You guys often have some oddballs, but that one is out of my league. It’s really interesting.”

I glared at Winte at the words, “interesting.”

But the anger was short-lived, and Quilbian looked into his coffee cup again.

“Why did he save me?”

“You saw it.”

“I don’t understand it even if I look at it. I know what happened, but I can’t follow the emotions.”

I looked around. Twella’s spirit was nowhere to be found.

“How many times have I saved him? That’s… … It’s just an illusion. It hasn’t even happened yet. He just saw it and thought about it!”

“That’s what we see. But that’s not what she was. She said she just saw it, but it was more like a full experience. She experienced thousands of years. And she didn’t break down. That’s funny.”

“Saying something like that now… … .”

If you get angry, you lose.

The other person is not human. If you expect human morality or universal values, it will just be ridiculous.

“That’s ridiculous. No matter what!”

Was I such an emotional person? Quilbian looked at his clenched hands.

I thought it had all worn out and disappeared.

Joy, sadness, anger.

I thought that the emotions that were faintly revealed on the surface were just habits, and that nothing would truly move the heart.

Because I’ve met too many people, had too many breakups, and seen too much death.

I’ve experienced the futility of relationships so much that even mentioning it feels tedious.

Quilbian thought of Twella.

I thought of a child left alone in a gray world, crying so loudly that no one could hear.

A foolish and inadequate child.

Why did you do such a useless thing?

“What happened next?”

Winte did not show the process of ‘that woman’ coming down to the ground right after breaking up with Twella.

“It would be easier if you showed it to me in a video, but unfortunately, the information stored in my mind became unstable because I got hit by it back then. I tried to reconstruct it a bit.”

Winte’s golden eyes darkened.

The sky is twisted.

Quillvian looked up at the sky in fear and awe.

‘That woman’ comes down.

“It’s just an image.”

“I know. Even though I know, my body reacts on its own.”

“Because it transcends existence. You would think it is close to God.”

A crowd of people gathered beneath the woman as she came down to the ground.

Quilbian looked at the little Quilbian who was trembling with fear and Twella who was calmly confessing the reality.

It was a memorable sight.

“That thing you call the Sky Wall is a barrier created by the first ones. It is a gigantic magic in itself that dents your world and causes you to fall here.”

Phew!

People started to get crushed.

Every time Twella opened her mouth, the human turned into blood. The woman looked at the human turned into blood as if she was bored, but when she stared at Twella, she looked infinitely compassionate.

“Just as I showed interest in Twella, he also looked at her. No, that feeling could be called love.”

“Those monsters are really messing around.”

Soon, everyone around ‘that woman’ turned to blood. A small mouth appeared at the end of that woman’s hair and began to swallow the blood.

It was a disgusting scene even when I saw it again.

Quilbian knew better than anyone what would happen next.

“I will give it to you.”

Quilbian recalled that moment and said, “In the distance, little Quilbian picked up a stone and stamped on the woman’s foot.

“This is my favorite scene.”

Winte said, giggling.

The little Quillian began to roll around, his eyes wide open.

Darkness must have set in. You must be experiencing the horror of being isolated from the world.

Twella approached and took hold of the hand of the little Quilbian who was suffering.

He lifted his head high toward the sky and opened his mouth.

At that moment, Altera appeared behind the woman.

The woman looked at Altera pitifully, and Altera raised her right hand and snapped her fingers.

Kwaaaaang!

The light spread out with a loud noise.

Quillvian looked into the exploding light.

Twella was kneeling, holding the hand of little Quilbian, as if praying to God.

and.

Everything disappeared with the light.

Twellado, Alterado, and that woman too.

All that remains is a small boy, crouching pathetically.

“Twella’s narc connected with the power contained in my psychic body, and the cleansing took place. As a result, Twella was thrown out of the structure designed by God and fell into a place, a crevice, that could not be found. I could not help but be amazed as I witnessed it. Humans found a flaw in the design with their own will. No, should I say they created it?”

bravo!

It was Winte who let out a strange exclamation and clapped his hands.

“You’re saying that you gave up your own life to save me?”

“okay.”

“I really don’t understand. Really.”

Why did you do that?

What is between us?

At one time, we whispered to each other not to leave and to live and die together, but now looking back, it was just child’s play.

Words are so light.

Words can’t prove anything.

Can’t you tell just by looking at Drich?

Friendship, faith, loyalty.

The guy who lived his life with false trust in his mouth chose to throw his friend as bait and find his own way to survive.

There’s nothing wrong with that.

Since humans are animals and the survival instinct is engraved in them, everyone cannot help but do so.

That’s normal.

So Twella… … .

“He’s clearly crazy.”

A meaningless laugh came out.

It kept flowing out. I couldn’t hold it back, so I bent my back and laughed until I eventually fell over and laughed while squeezing out tears.

At some point the laughter suddenly stopped.

Quilbian looked ahead with clouded eyes.

The little Quilbian who had been lying down got up and started to wander. Just before he died of hunger, a little hawk appeared from somewhere and dropped an apple to him.

With that, the illusion that Winte had created disappeared.

“Tell me where Twella is and how I can get there.”

“You know more about that subject than I do. You know the answer, too. You can’t find it, that’s the answer.”

“Stop being ridiculous and use your good head. You’re human. Just a human. Can’t you interpret the miracle that little kid created?”

Quillvian pulled a chair over and placed it in front of Winte. He sat down and looked into the dragon’s unfathomable eyes.

The golden eyes sparkled as if they were mocking her.

“Yeah, you can’t. Surprisingly, he got out of his comfort zone. And you got out of his comfort zone too.”

Quilbian said, suppressing his seething emotions.

“If what you just saw wasn’t a lie… … .”

“I must have told you this several times. I don’t feel the need to lie.”

“Yes, I did. Then why did you tell me all this? You promised Twella to keep your mouth shut.”

“That’s right. I also intended to keep the promise. But you.”

Winte spread his index finger. The index finger came closer and pressed it firmly against Quilbian’s forehead.

“You saw that kid. You met that kid. That kid’s request to keep it a secret was broken right there. Or did you want to live your whole life not knowing? Well, it’s easier to live without feeling guilty.”

“Mr. Winte.”

Quilbian opened his mouth calmly.

“Winte and I have been together for too long.”

“That’s true.”

“I don’t know everything about you, Winte. But I can tell that you’re trying to trick me.”

Winte’s eyes widened like crescent moons.

“Time always gives answers. It seems we have been seeing each other for too long, just as you said.”

“You don’t lie? No, you don’t. You just don’t feel the need to, but if you do, you’ll do it. Right?”

“I can’t refute that.”

I want to punch him in the face.

As soon as I remembered, I stretched out my arm.

The fist pierced the air with a bang and collided with Winte’s face.

A cold sensation of impact was felt.

This was unexpected.

Winte, whose nose was sunken, sniffed and blew his nose. Blood sprayed onto the floor.

“it hurts.”

“I hit him because I wanted to beat him, but I didn’t expect him to hit me. He always blocked me.”

“You deserve to be punished because you did something right.”

Winte raised his hand and grabbed his nose. The crushed nose stood up straight, and the torn skin quickly healed.

“I coveted Twella. I wanted her as my precious test subject. At the same time, I fell in love with her.”

“Are you in love?”

“Isn’t it amazing? That child made the most horrible choice. Just because of you. Of course, there are many humans who give up their lives to keep their beliefs. There are countless of them. But the reason they can give up is clear. It’s because of the firm and unwavering proposition that death is the end.”

Quillvin wiped his face with both hands.

A gray landscape unfolds before my eyes.

It is a place where even death turns to gray sand and disappears.

There is no flow of time.

There is nothing.

The only being left in a space where existence is not permitted.

“Solitude is more frightening than death. Even I cannot bear loneliness. Even God creates things and enjoys looking at them. Why is that? Even the great God cannot endure loneliness. But, but!”

Winte’s voice grew louder.

This is the first time I’ve seen Winte this excited.

“She chose it knowing that eternal loneliness awaited her. The courage to hold on to knowledge. It’s brilliant, it’s beautiful. So I couldn’t help but fall in love with it. So I wanted to help her. But I’m not omnipotent, and she knew that.”

It was Winte’s voice becoming calm again.

“I respected her wishes. But you found her. Now that I know she’s left there, I have no choice but to change course.”

The corners of Winte’s mouth twitched.

“What are you going to do? Soon you will be out of here. You will be able to put down everything you have built up here and live a normal life outside.”

“maybe.”

Quilbian spoke first, leaving Winte to add.

“Yeah, maybe.”

“Do you think I’ll go rescue that kid, Winte?”

“You can’t know that. Fate has already begun to twist. Everything that unfolds from now on is in your hands, not God’s.”

“I don’t know. I really don’t know.”

I lay down on the rooftop and closed my eyes.

As always, sleep did not come.

Winte was silent. He occasionally left his seat, probably to feed his young falcons.

Time passes by without a care.

Quilbian continued to be dragged through the gap.

We build new relationships, break up, kill, be killed, love, hate, and then come back again.

It seemed like about a year had passed.

Quilbian opened his eyes.

“I can’t sleep.”

“I know. I forgot what sleep was a long time ago. I can sleep if I sleep.”

“I can’t sleep even if I want to. I’m jealous.”

Quilbian thought of a gray bench.

“He won’t be able to sleep either, right?”

“I don’t know.”

“Thousands of years. You’ve lived longer than me. Just looking at the boring future.”

“I guess so.”

“How much of a baby must I have been in his eyes? Even a runny nose wouldn’t have a runny nose like that. But he doesn’t let it show and talks to me at the same eye level. He’s really kind.”

“Good.”

Quilbian raised his upper body.

“… … I should meet him and ask him why he did that. I think I finally understand why I can’t sleep. It’s because I’m frustrated, because I’m frustrated.”

“I’ve been waiting to hear those words for a long time.”

Winte snapped his fingers once.

Then a bookshelf appeared before my eyes.

“Don’t you remember?”

Don’t forget to mention it.

It was the magic book that Altera had shown me.

(Continued in next episode)