The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 84
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Episode 84
Winte put his hand on the barrier.
As if nothing lasts forever, the bond between the barriers was loosening.
There were two reasons.
First, the absence of the goblin who must continuously supply salt and nack.
Second, the efforts of the part-time worker who has to make coffee.
Collapse is imminent.
What will Quilbian do when he gets out of here?
It will be fun to observe.
The balance of power was more or less in place. There was no longer any need to intervene.
God has gone on a long vacation and the routes he has laid down are in shambles and have lost their functionality.
The era of perfect creation will soon begin.
It was something to be expected.
In an age where destiny has been lost, what will the intelligent beings rely on as a light to survive?
I tore down the spell that formed the barrier and entered.
A region of the body where a pungent smell vibrates.
I looked at the barrier that was quickly being restored and then lifted my body.
The coffee beans I got this time are quite promising. They are coffee beans harvested in a similar way to Luwak. It would be even better if there were civet cats, as the designer mentioned earlier, but there are none in this world.
The dormitory came into view.
I wonder if the test subject is alive and well.
“hmm?”
Winte looked down at the rooftop while floating in the air. His head tilted involuntarily.
First of all, there were two test subjects.
One was a physical entity, the other a mental entity.
The problem is that the main body is crawling around the rooftop on all fours, while the spirit body is shaking with its head buried in the ground.
He had a peculiar mental structure, but he wasn’t the type to crawl on all fours.
Have I lost my intelligence while I was away?
I went down to the rooftop.
The guy who was running on all fours suddenly ran towards me.
“Kiaaaaak!”
He made a strange sound from his mouth.
He grabbed the subject by the neck and looked into his eyes.
“… …Why is there only a shell?”
The soul that should have ruled the body was absent. What was now ruling the subject’s body was one of the magics he had swallowed.
The main body’s face distorted and antennae sprouted from its forehead.
My brother started to get distorted.
The fox’s legs sprouted from all over its body.
The main body was tied with mana strings and thrown on the floor. The main body twisted its entire body and screamed.
I ignored him and approached the spirit that was still lying on the rooftop with its head buried in the ground.
“Is it an ostrich?”
The spirit body suddenly raised its head.
Likewise, I looked into the eyes.
“… … What is this?”
“S-save me. I don’t know where this is, but I have no money. Please let me go. Even if you kidnap me, it won’t do anything… .”
When was the last time you had a headache?
Winte couldn’t help but laugh at his throbbing head. He really is a guy who suffers all sorts of misfortunes.
“Just sit down.”
He made a chair and placed it in front of the spirit. The spirit looked around and sat down on the chair.
“What’s your name?”
“Qui, it’s Quilbian.”
“How old are you?”
“I’m thirty.”
“What do you do?”
“I work in a carpentry shop. I really have no money. Please release me from my debt, I will pay it back somehow.”
The body, which can be called the main body, was occupied by a raccoon, and the spiritual body that cultivated and raised the ego contained an odd Quilbian.
So where is the part-timer who will make my coffee?
“If I do this wrong, my precious part-timer will disappear.”
Winte looked at the coffee beans he had brought.
It won’t work.
That has to be delicious.
“Look, I’ll work really hard to pay you back. I’ll never go back to the casino. Seriously!”
Winte snapped his fingers. The spirit rose and came closer.
“Do you know how to make coffee?”
“yes?”
“Do you know how to make coffee?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Try boiling it.”
It was my fate to have to be content with a substitute until the part-time worker returned safely.
It’s sad, but what can you do?
This is also the result of a twisted fate.
“Excuse me, can I just get you some coffee?”
“okay.”
“Then are you sending it to me?”
“No. You can’t leave here.”
“… … Are you going to kill me? No, wouldn’t it be better to make me work instead of killing me? I’ll earn money. Please.”
“Don’t be lazy, just come make some coffee.”
I waved my hand. With a scream, the spirit flew over the railing.
“There’s a device there, so just take care of it.”
After transmitting the voice into the mind of the spirit body, I looked at the still rumbling main body.
“You just stay still. When he comes back, I’ll have to make him coffee with that body.”
Winte made a rocking chair and buried himself in it. He spoke softly, feeling the comfort of the chair rocking back and forth.
“Good luck, part-timer.”
*
This is fucked up.
Quilbian thought as he took off his overalls.
“Quil, let’s go have a drink.”
Kim, who was in the same work group, approached me, wiping under my nose.
“A drink would be nice. But not today.”
“What’s wrong with you? You may not know anything else, but you never turn down alcohol or cards.”
Kim put her arm around his shoulder and chuckled.
“I heard your finances aren’t that good these days?”
“Not good.”
Not only my wallet, but my entire life was at risk.
“I found the right seat. It’s blackjack, and the minimum bet is 90. If you double down, it’s 3x. Blackjack is 4x. And if it’s a draw, the player gets 1.5x. This isn’t an ordinary seat. It’s an event seat… … Hey, Quill.”
Quilbian left Kim alone and put her overalls in the cabinet.
He came outside and put a cigarette in his mouth.
“You’re really not going? Can you work hard and pay off that debt?”
“Debt isn’t the problem.”
“Then what’s the problem? Is there anything more important than money in the world? Come on, I know you’re upset, but at times like this, you need to be more alert and hold your cards with a clear mind.”
Quilbian took a couple of drags on his cigarette and then threw it on the floor.
“Okay. I’ll be resting at home, so come visit me when you have time.”
“Yes! That’s right. Take a shower and wait with a clear mind. Today will be different. It will be the day when you can recover everything you’ve lost and start living your life. So look forward to it.”
It was Kim who left, slapping her back hard.
My mouth felt dry. I gathered up a lot of saliva, spit it out, and headed home.
It’s been a week since I opened my eyes here.
I was caught in the gap.
When I opened my eyes on the first day, I was just a little surprised. I had to leave the gray world and come to reality, but I was dragged back into the gap.
But I thought that was how it was because the world was so unknowable.
I wonder if Cheryl is here too.
I decided to wait a day or so. When Cheryl opens her eyes, she’ll know, even if she doesn’t want to.
He was true to his life as a carpenter working in a woodworking shop. He worked until the sun went down and returned home.
It was an ordinary day without any special events.
The problem broke out that night.
I was overcome with sleep. I thought I would spend the night wide awake again, suffering from an intense need to sleep. When I came to my senses, it was morning.
It was so refreshing that I wanted to swear.
My mind was so clear it gave me goosebumps.
I slept.
It was a sudden nap that had not come for over 100 years.
I immediately held my breath.
It was when my eyes turned bright yellow and my body reached its limit.
My mouth fell open and my lungs swallowed air roughly.
I rolled around on the floor and wiped my mouth, which was stained with saliva.
A hollow laugh came out.
I couldn’t go back.
Just like when I first met Cheryl in the gap.
One day became two days, two days became three days, four days, and then a week.
“Oh my, here you come now.”
Quilbian looked up. There was someone in front of the house.
When I saw your face, my memories came back to me.
Mustache and size.
It was a loan shark who lent money to Quilbian of ‘this place’. I was the greatest idiot who asked a loan shark for money to gamble.
“I know, I know. When you borrow money from someone like us for the first time, you feel aggrieved and annoyed. I completely understand that feeling. That’s why our company doesn’t charge interest until the second week to consider our customers’ feelings.”
The mustache came closer. A strong scent of perfume wafted out. Was it banana?
“But Mr. Quilbian, this week is over and in a day or two it will be your third week… … .”
The mustache pushed a smiling face forward.
“You must have prepared the interest, right? Since you are an honest person, I will even accept early repayment of the principal. I like Mr. Quilbian.”
“I will prepare it.”
“Yes, yes, you should do that. We also want to work while smiling.”
The big guy approached and bowed. He had rusty knuckles on his hands, and they were stained with blood, as if he had killed someone halfway.
“Then the day after tomorrow… … .”
“Since you’re here, why not have a cup of tea?”
“yes?”
The mustache blinked.
“Do you hate tea?”
“No, I like it. But this is the first time this has happened. A customer offering me tea.”
“Come in.”
I opened the door with the key and went inside.
Looking at the neatly organized interior of the house, Moustache exclaimed, “Wow!”
“As expected, Mr. Quilbian is a man of integrity. You can tell a person’s mental state by looking at his house, so I’m less worried about nonpayment.”
“Please sit down.”
He offered a seat to the mustache and the bulk.
“It’s a cozy place. Did you buy it?”
“It’s monthly rent. It’s cheap because it’s workers’ rights housing.”
“National strength comes from labor. We are happy that we can be of help to excellent workers like Mr. Quilbian.”
He was a big, mustachioed man who smiled at each other.
Quilbian left the two in the living room and headed to the cramped kitchen.
I took out two glasses and grabbed the medicine that was in the cupboard. I poured some of the white powder into the teacup and poured it into the coffee I had made in the morning.
He stirred it well with a teaspoon and placed it in front of the two people.
“Because there’s nothing else to eat.”
“Oh, coffee will do. We just ate and don’t have anything to eat.”
Coffee was brought out, but the two people were reluctant to touch it.
Quilbian hesitated for a moment before opening his mouth.
“Um, I’m a little embarrassed to say this.”
“What’s there to be embarrassed about? Just tell me.”
“I would like to take out an additional loan.”
At those words, the mustache’s eyes turned crescent-shaped. But soon, he took off his mask of greed and returned to his polite appearance.
Of course, Quilbian’s eyes could see through the mustache and the bulk.
Both of them were honest people.
In a bad way.
“Oh, additional loan.”
Only then did Moustache feel relieved and reach for the cup. He took a sip of coffee and opened his eyes wide. The big man, who received Moustache’s nod, also took a sip of coffee.
They both sipped their coffee in admiration.
“This is really delicious.”
“Is that so?”
“You could open a cafe. Instead of doing carpentry work, you could be a barista… … .”
The mustache licked its lips. Then it slowly opened its mouth and groaned as if it couldn’t make a sound.
The size wasn’t much different.
With a thud, the coffee cup that Mustache had let go of fell to the floor and shattered.
The two fell to the floor clutching their throats, then lay face down on the ceiling like frogs on the verge of death.
My heart, which had been pounding hard, slowly calms down.
Quilbian said, wiping the coffee spilled on the floor with a cloth.
“I mean, I have to go back, but I can’t. It’s driving me crazy. I want to leave right now, but I can’t. So I think I’ll have to stay here for a while.”
I looked down at the mustache that was lying there, blinking its eyes.
“But if you guys are here, life here will be messed up. That’s why I’m worried. Killing and burying them would be easier for now, but after I leave, the original Quilbian who will take over this body will have a hard time. It’s a real headache, isn’t it?”
It was a mustache that twitched as he listened to the words.
(Continued in next episode)