The Magician’s Memorial - Chapter 97



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Episode 97

I don’t have to do everything you ask me to do. I don’t want to.

Quilbian thought so, but he looked for a land where flowers were in full bloom.

Luckily, there was a space not far away that was full of flowers.

Cheryl’s body was buried there.

The grave is shallow, so the body will rot over time. The ground will shake and the smell will spread, attracting wild beasts.

By then, there will probably only be bones left.

“At least get some rest.”

Of all the funeral methods that came to mind, I chose the best one. I don’t believe in the superstition that being eaten by animals will bring comfort in the afterlife, but still…

Quilbian walked to the place where the men were buried. The belongings left next to the graves were scattered here and there, as if wild animals had passed by in the meantime.

Unfortunately, there was no identification. Judging from his armed status and the symbol of an old warlord, he seemed to be a mercenary.

“You guys just rest here.”

He took a few of the mercenaries’ belongings and left.

On the way to the city, they met a procession of merchants. Quilbian stared at the merchant’s face and handed over the relics and the items he had received from the church.

“Find the owner of this relic and give him half of the items in the bag. Tell him he’s dead and he’ll probably understand.”

“Why do you trust me and ask me for something like this?”

“twinkle.”

“What a funny guy.”

The merchant loaded the goods he had received onto his cart with an uneasy expression.

“There are few clues, so there’s a high chance that you won’t find it. Try your best, and if you still can’t find it, take care of the items yourself.”

“Isn’t that a problem?”

“If you think you’ll get a stomachache after eating it, throw it away. But you won’t, right?”

“If you get something for free, you have to swallow it even if it’s poison. That’s how business is.”

We headed towards the city, leaving the top behind.

I started walking slowly and then gradually picked up my pace.

Nak’s body was taut and tight.

Although he still cannot use magic, his physical abilities have improved considerably.

As Veild said, it’s adapting and developing little by little. It would be convenient if the spirit that opens its eyes in the gap could display the same abilities as the main body.

My legs kicked the ground and my strength filled up. My body moved forward.

Even though I ran for three or four hours, I was only out of breath and my body didn’t feel any better.

I looked up at the sky. Darkness was creeping in.

I looked around and saw lights in the distance. It was a cute village.

It was a very hospitable place that welcomed guests at night. I was on guard and tried to sleep out in the surrounding area, but I ended up getting a small room.

“Moving alone in the middle of the night? You have a lot of guts.”

“I have some circumstances.”

The old man who had given him the room just laughed heartily at the mention of circumstances. Quilbian took out the small amount of travel money he had saved and handed it to the old man.

The old man accepted it without hesitation.

I lay down on a bed made of straw. If I take a deep breath, wake up, and run with all my might, I will soon arrive in the city.

I closed my eyes and stayed still for about an hour.

I couldn’t sleep.

Rather, it was welcome news.

Quilbian held his breath, deep into his lungs. He felt his mind being pulled away from this place and taken to where it should be.

I let out the breath I had been holding.

“… … I feel uneasy.”

I decided to postpone my return a little longer.

I quietly left the house before dawn. I was about to leave without saying a word, but the door opened and an old man came out.

He tapped my bent back and told me to wait a moment, then brought me something wrapped in a small bundle.

“Eat it on the way out.”

“Thank you.”

“Everything in this world is hard. So, cheer up. You’re still young.”

He was an old man who laughed heartily.

The inspiration is much younger than me. I thought to myself as I left the village.

As I walked, I took out the round food in the bundle and ate it. It was mashed potatoes with crushed nuts and a little honey added.

“It’s expensive.”

I put it all in one mouthful and ran.

As the sun rose, bringing light from afar, and disappeared again beyond the ridge, the city came into view.

I was able to pass through without any particular inspection after showing the certificate given by the church in front of the inspector.

I headed straight to the classroom.

The early evening was originally the time for prayer, and the red spears lined up in front of the holy place were crowded with people.

The moment I entered the sanctuary, passing by people who were fervently reciting something, priests came running out of breath.

“A, Apostle. How on earth is this… … .”

Then Volve and Roman showed up. Roman had a very complicated face. What happened when he broke up with Cheryl?

“Please come inside.”

Quilbian looked at the people in the church silently.

The saint you kidnapped, imprisoned, and served as you pleased is dead. In fact, she was not a saint at all, but a goblin that ate people. She was a human who deserved to die, so don’t be sad and live well.

All I had to do was just tell the saint what she asked and turn around. But… … .

Quilbian held out the badge of the church.

“Evil and disaster are gone.”

“What does that mean?”

“The ordeal is literally over now.”

Roman pushed aside the priests and stood before Quillvian.

“Where is the saint? She asked me to confirm the true nature of evil. But the people she pointed to were extremely ordinary people. There was no evil anywhere. What on earth did the saint want from me, and where is she now?”

I have a rough idea of ​​how the saint got Roman off.

Quilbian made the sign of the cross and said:

“The saint has taken care of everything on her own. With her sacrifice, the great evil has been put to rest, so now you can go back to your daily lives.”

“Th, those words… … .”

“Do not remember, do not commemorate. That is the saint’s will.”

A heavy silence fell at the word will.

Quilbian glanced at him and took a step back.

“I, too, will forget everything and return to my daily life. I will truly forget everything. Even if the day comes when I meet you again, I will not recognize you. Please understand my intentions.”

He concluded with a gloomy expression.

I’ve done everything I can. If those crazy fanatics start causing trouble, I’ll run away.

I feel sorry for the owner of the body, but I can’t finish everything perfectly.

I’m grateful that you’ve given me back my limbs intact. The coachman died with his heart pierced through.

I quickly turned my eyes to check the atmosphere. At that moment, Volve fell to his knees as if he was collapsing.

They made the sign of the cross and held each other’s hands.

“Thorgan, I will follow your will.”

At those words, all the priests gathered knelt down.

The people gathered beyond the red window began to murmur. They must have been surprised to see the high priests, whose faces were hard to see, suddenly kneel down and pray.

Quilbian turned around calmly.

If you drag it out, you’ll get caught.

I had to get out of here while thanking the gods who may or may not exist.

“Apostle!”

Roman’s booming voice stopped my steps.

That fucking kid.

I looked back, sorting out my expression.

“What does God say?”

“… … He told me to live honestly.”

“iced coffee!”

Are they amazed because they are alive, or are they just making noises because they feel the atmosphere is like that?

Quilbian shook his head slightly and turned around. He didn’t want to care. They should each take care of their own lives.

I walked away, turning my back on the people who were calling out for Thorgan.

As he left the northern part of the city and reached the square, Quilbian encountered a young man with one sleeve flapping.

“I guess the delivery work is all done.”

“Yes. I am satisfied because the income is good.”

“If you made a lot of money, would you buy me a meal?”

“You have to save. Life here is so tough that it’s dangerous if you don’t save.”

“It’s petty.”

“But I can buy you a snack or something.”

Veild, who had been away for a moment, brought a feed made by stir-frying chicken legs. Anything that was roughly stir-fried with chicken and food that was about to rot was called feed.

“Eat delicious food. I like it.”

“Me too. Maybe it’s because I don’t have any reason to eat out, but I always end up looking for something to eat when I have time.”

In an instant, the round leaf-shaped feed was emptied. Moderately cheap and moderately tasty food.

“How was Cheryl?”

“I didn’t like the look.”

“In what way?”

“I lost control. The last time we met, I had completely taken over a human body, but this time I was oppressed by the body’s owner.”

“Your pride must have been hurt.”

“I think so.”

“It would have been a good experience. I would have learned more about emotions. It would have been great. It would have been great.”

“But I don’t know if that change will be beneficial to you.”

“It’s okay. If you can’t communicate, just grab him and bring him next to you.”

Quilbian looked at Baled’s lap. He saw the untouched feed.

“Aren’t you going to eat that?”

“No. I want to take my time and enjoy it. This is my last meal here.”

“Are you going back too?”

“Yes, that’s right. Without Cheryl, there’s no reason to stay.”

Quilbian gathered up the leaves he had been using as a bowl and threw them into the sky.

The leaves flew away with a sharp noise and soon disappeared from sight.

“You’ve gotten stronger.”

“I think I’m getting more comfortable with using my body in the gap. I think I’ve gained speed since meeting you and Cheryl.”

“The more entangled the Narc is, the more active it becomes. And sometimes, its form changes.”

“Will there come a day when I can kill you all the moment I see your faces?”

“It’s not impossible. Humans are greedy, and greed is the fertilizer for development.”

“Haha, are you the only ones doing this?”

Veiled smiled faintly and ate his food.

“It’s delicious, as expected.”

The sleeves that had been hanging loose became taut and the arms rose up.

“I’ll be going now. See you next time.”

“Even if you tell me not to, you’ll still come. Next time, come holding hands. It’ll be a pain to see each other separately.”

“Let’s give it a try.”

“How are you going to get back? Cheryl dies every time.”

“I will return this body to its original owner. If I leave it behind, it may come back to me someday.”

Is this the kind of person who takes care of his belongings with utmost sincerity? This kind of person is more dangerous. If he turns his attention away, he will run wild without thinking about what is coming or going.

“Quil, take care.”

“You should get hurt a little and stuff. It would be better if you died.”

Veiled smiled and closed his eyes.

Quilbian recognized him at a glance. The man inside had left. The young man stumbled and fell to the side, but Quilbian caught him.

“are you okay?”

The handsome young man grabbed his head and took a stance.

“Oh, thank you. But this is… … .”

The young man who had been looking around looked at his arm. His pupils gradually grew bigger and bigger, and soon he jumped up and cheered.

“Oh, I got an arm! An arm! I got an arm!”

The time when the sun is almost setting.

A young man ran wild in the quiet square.

Quilbian took a deep breath as he watched the young man jumping for joy.

Now that all the damn goblins are gone, it’s time to go back.

I closed my eyes. The face of the saint who had been smiling sadly appeared above my darkened vision, and the face of the young man I liked jumped up and down.

“Life sucks.”

I held my breath.

My head was spinning and the sensations my body was receiving changed completely.

It’s back.

Quilbian opened his eyes, smiling happily.

And what I saw was.

“Kyaaaaah! Knock knock!”

I was tied up and going crazy.

“What is this?”

Quilbian looked at another Quilbian and frowned.

“Part-timer, you survived.”

Winte kept giggling, wondering what was so funny.

(Continued in next episode)