Reincarnator

< Funny, the only thing that moves you is Orlot's memories of the past. >

Barmamund smiles, smiling with a joyful expression.

Forcing him forward is neither the joy of the present nor the hope of the future.

There's only one thing that moves him.

Memories from the past.

'Poor thing possessed by a ghost.'

You smile as if it's amusing.

With that much power, you have to run forward blindly to avoid the illusions of the past.

No, maybe he's from the future.

For him, the past is not just the past, but also the present, and the future will change every step of the way depending on how he does it.

But that's why it's no fun.

< I am considerate of contractors. I'll untie you. >

At the same time.

Curr.

A dark, shimmering flame emanates from the fingertips of the Barbamunt.

A black flame or black shadows overlap each other, and something mysterious, black, engraved on the tip of his finger, stretches out his index finger and slowly brings it to the forehead.

At the same time.

A heavy, serious statement began to pour out from his mouth that was completely different from how it had felt until now.

< I, Barmamund, rule the 13th world. Collect reasonable compensation for the force used from now on in accordance with the contract. This agreement is made with the consent of the coordinator. If it is considered excessive, the contract is immediately terminated. >

However, he did not think at all that he would be rejected.

A last word flowed out of Barbamunt's mouth, bringing a black flame or a flower of shadows from his fingertips to a forehead.

What I want you to receive... is a memory of your past. >

Moment.

Kuaaaaang!

The black flower that was staying at the end of his hand exploded violently and began to wrap around a number of heads.

The roar of Barbamunt echoes out loud toward Hansoo.

I, Barmamund of the Feast, want your memories. Remember what you value more than anything else! >

The moment that word rang out.

Kuaaaaang!

Light erupts from the dark pupils, wrapping Hansoo and Barbamunt.

The coordinator determines whether the request by the barmarmund is reasonable according to the causality rate.

The black flower, which greedily tried to dig into a handful of heads, repeatedly swelled up and down as the light flashed down, not moving forward any longer, but burning in place.

If it's not too much of a request, then everything that he wants will be done.

Re-adjustment will be made to the request if you think it is excessive compared to the power lent to you by Barmamund.

Krrrrrrrrr!

He muttered to himself as he felt the black flower wrapping around his head and the light pouring down from the sky.

'Memory... why everyone is so interested in my memory.'

Hansoo was reminded of Eres and the Keldians who had manipulated his memories and sent them back to the past.

Whoo-hoo!

The light that had been pouring from the sky began to fade away.

Means the tuning is over.

At the same time.

Qarrr!

< Hahahaha! Great! >

The black flower on the tip of Barmamund's finger begins to dig into a clumsy number of heads, pushing away the fading light.

................................

"... Han Soo?"

Kiriel raises his hand and asks.

I told you to stay away from that body, but how could you do that?

"It's frustrating..."

Kiriel sighs at his situation, which is unlikely.

If you had heard something so heartbreaking, you would have judged yourself, but many of the stories Hansoo told were short stories.

At that moment, I suddenly thought of something in Cyril's mind.

'... should I read it?'

I have never read Han Soo's memory before.

However, if you read Han Soo's memory, you may also find hints or fragments about the current situation.

As Cyril looks at Hansoo and ponders for a moment.

"Phew..."

A hand leans against Cyril and lets out a harsh breath.

You're up!

Kyrial sighs of relief first, watching as she suddenly starts to move.

I was worried he was gonna keep fainting.

But rest assured.

Once I saw Hansoo move, I suddenly felt anxious in Cyril's mind.

I was reminded to stay as far away from God as possible.

If Hansoo becomes violent in exchange for using skills, or loses his mind, he becomes dangerous immediately.

Cough!

Kyrial, who was watching Hansoo holding his arm, was nervous and was preparing for a sleepwalk.

From Hansoo's posture, a short sentence popped out with a ornament.

"Phew... Thank you. Kiriel. But from now on, make sure you run far away."

'There is no guarantee that it will end this lucky next time.'

Kyrial pauses for a moment at a tone of concern for herself with a calm attitude, then looks at her face and relaxes completely.

At least I didn't feel like I was in a frenzy, or something was broken.

However, Kiriel looks worried and asks.

He didn't look so good.

"... what happened?"

Hansoo, who was looking at him with anxious eyes, replied briefly.

"It demands a memory. In return."

"... for using your previous skills?"

As Hansoo nods at his question, Kiriel pauses and opens his mouth cheerfully.

"No, no, no. That's a relief. I can tell you all about the lost memory."

Of course, memory is more precious than anything else.

But what if life or something precious like that didn't fly away right away?

In fact, I was starting to wonder if Cyril would rip off half her lifespan or her whole limb just by watching Hansoo use a skill.

Compared to that, it's a memory that's cheaper to eat.

'And seeing that she remembers me... she doesn't seem to have forgotten it all.'

I don't know where I paid for my memory, but I know almost everything about Hansook.

At least here, after being dragged into the underworld, it's not an exaggeration to say that everything is in your head.

This is the proper position as a fan.

If you lose your memory, you can explain it in detail again, and if you have important information, you can capture it again.

Hansoo shakes his head at Kiriel's words.

This was a problem that Cyril couldn't solve.

If the memory he was going to take away from Barbamund had been accumulated since the other side of the world, Kiriel could have told us.

But it's not the only memory you have.

To prevent the acceleration of Abyss, I can no longer tell you the past and future memories that should not exist in this world as they were.

'... you're breaking and entering.'

Hansoo smiled bitterly.

I don't blame him.

That's what the devil was all about.

Demons enjoy watching Humans go down the wrong path.

Humans who push firmly out their direction wander off into other paths, wander around harsh places, see and enjoy not reaching their destination, and seduce humans to be irreversibly far from their goal.

Corruption, deception, or derailment.

There's only one reason he took the memories from himself.

Expect you to lose your original destination and wander off if you lose the memory of your moving past.

In a way, he got rid of the responsibility he had on his back.

so that he can live a more selfish life, and wield the power in his hands to live a life close to fending.

so that, in a way, every human being can live a life that is defined by rights and responsibilities alone.

'Of course, he's not that kind.'

If he loses all his memories and lives the way he wants.

If we fail to integrate and live a life that wields power, losing all of our friends and memories of our past,

Only then will he return his memories and laugh at himself.

Imprint desperately on what he was lost in the confusion.

"I can't... do that. Son of a bitch. '

Hansoo mutters, holding a tunic in his hand.

Payments will not be made at once.

In the future, his memories are too valuable to be hijacked just because he used his power once.

He didn't know it, and he didn't ask for it anymore.

I remember everything right now.

Previous life memories, previous life plans, and former colleagues.

But it will slowly erase.

Everything in my head.

< That's what I want from you. You'd better hurry. Unless you don't want to forget the whole reason why you were moving. >

That's why it has to end before then.

Before you forget why you came back to the past.

To solve the burden that past colleagues placed on their shoulders.

"Later on... we'll have to pay the firemen upstairs." '

Thinking of Eres, a mouthful of laughter stood up and reassured Cyril.

It's not time to worry, it's time to move on.

"It wasn't taken away that much. Hurry, by the way."

Hansoo stepped up from his seat, looking at the distant capital, Neuraim.

Now I think of something else, not a Warmamund.

'Fairy boy... Do you want me to hurry?'

This skill is not happening because you just used the Red Horse Gate.

More fundamental causes are important.

After all, this skill was given to him by a fairy.

The fairy would have predicted all of this the moment she got this skill.

He knows what's most precious to him.

We know the demons are trying to take away what's most precious to us.

But it doesn't matter what happened.

After all, it's enough to use what's in your hands.

Seeing Kyrial's footsteps, I asked her with a worried expression.

"... are you sure you want to do this?"

The look on his face suggests that he paid well for it.

That means you won't be able to use your skills easily next time.

Then the difficulty of Neuraim's attack goes even higher.

But that's what Cyril said.

Hansoo shakes his head with a smile.

"I'm fine."

"...?"

"I paid in full upfront."

His memories slip away slowly, whether he tries to or doesn't use them.

In return, I took the right to use my powers without restriction.

The more I pay in advance, the more I spend, the better I'll get.

"Let's go."

'I…. Before I forget what I have to do.'

Put your foot back like that.

Glug glug!

Thirteen shadows blaze over each other.

< 99. Pay (2) > Ends

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