Chapter 1004 – Nostalgic Amnesia (1)
The smoke from the old motor stung his nostrils.
Do it, do it, do it…
Christophe Cynthia heard the boat’s motors and took her eyes off the telescope.
“Senior, the motor is about to die? You said you were in a hurry, but didn’t you borrow an old-fashioned fishing boat?”
“What are you saying to me? Did the funds come from the association, or what?”
After hearing the answer, Christoph looked around at the deck of the fishing boat he had rented in Chile.
“But that’s right, if this little-sized boat sinks, we’ll both be eating Pacific fish, right?”
“Ah, oh, okay. Fuck it because I don’t want to hear it. A leak of cosmic energy detected in the middle of the Pacific Ocean? Ha, I don’t know if low-level magicians like us are giving out scouting orders to find out where the money comes from and how it goes there.”
He burst into laughter at the blatantly impoverished answer of a senior magician with slightly less skills than him.
Well, among those ancient magics that the Catholic League was hiding in the shadows, there seemed to be some skills that were superior to the modern-Midgard magic of the rune system Christoph had learned.
Most of all, Christopher is also poor. He loosened his shoulders.
“Let’s not talk about sad things. It reminds me of the wedding money I left behind in my hometown. Damn Romanian bank bastards. By now, you must have eaten up all of my savings and shut up, right?”
“Your mother, the president of the society, must have handled it well. If you say that one more time, it will be the 100th, dude.”
“Good. Let’s fill it up 100 times before going back to the port of Valparaíso. It’s more palatable than Chilean cuisine.”
“Good job. Couldn’t you just be the main character of a different world?”
“Haha! Well. Needless to say, if the people of this world fly to Midgard, it will be fortunate if they do not die in that harsh world.”
He compared the relatively stable Earth and his hometown as he always does, and laughed.
“Even if you avoid monsters and fall near the city, the smuggling slave course will be confirmed anyway… Wait a minute, old man! Stop!”
Kristoff, who had been muttering, changed his complexion and shouted, and the senior slowed down the boat.
Their chattering appearances seemed clumsy, but they were also members of the Bavarian Magic Association, one of the three major powers that concealed the existence of magic and Midgard.
Ordinary citizens are those who have accumulated rich experiences that cannot be imagined. Will you lose your cool at all?
However, even they couldn’t help but be surprised now.
“… There, old man. Was there an uninhabited island here?”
“… An uninhabited island not marked on charts in the 21st century? Are you kidding me?”
The person who asked the question and the senior who answered felt the same way.
Kristoff pointed to an uninhabited island that was not on the map, feeling as perplexed as when he first landed in this world.
“Then, that island——what about that person?”
A man in black leather armor lay on the shore.
From Christophe’s point of view, it was leather armor made by dwarves.
It’s made from the skin of a monster so powerful that it’s hard to imagine!
“… Hey, maybe that one.”
“There’s nothing like that. You are a gentleman from Midgard, senpai.”
A drifter clad in armor that would turn the entire association upside down if he cut off just a little bit of the tip and took it. While the two hardened their complexions, they approached him reluctantly.
“Look, over there. Wake up.”
“Will you speak English? He looks Asian.”
“Don’t worry about words. For now, we’ll start talking in the language of this world as per the procedure, but at first glance, he’s a warrior that’s hard to find even in our world. Maybe he’s a master at his peak.”
Christophe coolly analyzed the drifters.
“Even if they are Asians, there is no possibility that they are Earthlings, and they are probably Weitznia or mixed blood there. If you look at the equipment, it’s Western Continent stuff. You look like an adventurer or aristocrat… “
“Huh, thank you very much. What would I have done without you?”
“You should have held on to this man while the other drifters arrived.”
“I almost died. Look how brutal it looks. If you say one wrong thing, your head will be pulled out?”
“I don’t know. I look intelligent.”
“It must be your wish. If you are not an intellectual nobleman, this island is our grave. Oh, I moved now I guess you are going to wake up.”
─Shasha shak.
They stood a little wary and backed away. It was because it was difficult for them to predict how strong this man would be.
And it’s never a good sign that they can’t read strength. Because it meant that there was a high possibility of being a strong person who couldn’t even compare to them.
Weak weak? There is no such thing as just looking at the equipment.
It didn’t look like he had left his weapon anywhere, but the sleeping man had a sense of intimidation, as if he could tear a bear to pieces with just his bare hands.
“Eww… ?”
A mysterious man who wakes up holding his head.
Kristoff and his senior faithfully followed the procedure for dealing with Midgard drifters who had only Kristoff for the past 10 years according to the established procedures.
“Are you out of your mind? Can you find out where you are and who you are? Do you speak English?”
“… Foreigner? Ugh Excuse me, where is this place?”
He held his forehead as if his head hurt, and spoke in a language they did not know well.
“What language is it? Chinese?”
“No, it sounds like Korean. You’re famous these days. I’m not Chinese because I have a small voice, and I’m not Japanese because I can’t swim. A ninja would know how to breathe in water. Was there kimchi in our boat? There is spam.”
While sighing at the fact that the bullshit he didn’t know where to point out came from his English senior rather than himself from another world, Christoph asked slowly.
“What is your name? Maybe Midgard… Are you from Weiznia in [Middle Branch]?”
“… 【Middle branch】? Byznia?”
“Ah, you can speak English. Byznia means “Trinity Country”.”
“It’s a name I don’t know. Which country is Jinryeon? Where are you again? I must have been drinking with my military mates… Ugh.”
“Were you a soldier?”
“Yes, yes. Oh right. However, since Korea has a conscription system, even if you are a soldier, you are now a civilian. I would appreciate it if you could understand that without misunderstanding.”
“Of course. You don’t have to worry.”
Kristoff and his senior met eyes.
-Surprisingly, the words work. Even though he has a headache, seeing him immediately appeal that he is not a soldier makes his head spin.
—Is that the problem, senpai? Feeling out of place is no joke.
—Well, it doesn’t seem like a normal problem, seeing that the sturdy-looking leather armor looks like it’s been ripped off by some kind of monster. It’s suspicious that the armor is like that, but the body is fine.
He had the knowledge of the language to understand that 『Jinryunguk』 Pronounced in Baitsnian was a country, and the equipment was definitely from Midgard. It’s also a top-notch item that even royalty can’t easily wear.
But if you listen to yourself, you don’t even realize that.
Then, this mysterious person, perhaps now…
“… Amnesia?”
It was the moment they mumbled dumbfounded.
─Jjeouk!!
A space opened up in the sky where they were, and a fair-skinned woman appeared as if throwing her body.
“Nor!!”
Fran doubted her eyes and didn’t even look at Christophe’s party, who drew her weapon. As she rolled across the sand, she hugged her husband tightly as if he would break him.
“Found… ! I barely found it… ! Oops, yes! Everyone, where did you get hurt?! The wound on her chest?! Thanks to Norr, the ‘lord of the deep sea’ is extinct! Even the old rulers! We won! So don’t die, Nor!! Please don’t die!!”
“Det? Dee eh… ?”
He licked his lips as Fran spoke like a rapid-fire cannon.
“That, that, that, that’s okay… Fine. Yep.”
“Really? Aren’t you going to leave us behind? I think the fallen Norr is gone, and Loki said something strange when he tried to ask Brunak… Whoa… “
Drop, drop…
Tears spilled from Fran’s sapphire-like eyes, unable to breathe in the rush of emotion.
“Huh, I’m glad… I’m really, really glad, Nor… “
There was no time to wipe the tears or calm down. Frank stroked her husband’s chest and wounds carefully and with great dexterity while shedding her tears.
“Nor, are you sick? How did you treat your wounds? I also thought that Nord could not fix his bad habit and threw himself, so his head went white, but it must have been because he had an idea. Why didn’t you tell me beforehand? I mean, we were very worried.”
As she stroked her husband’s cheek, confirming once again that he was alive and well, Fran brushed her chest.
Maybe it’s because she threw her body in search of his traces while tightening her heart. Frank, who was very worried, suddenly looked at Nord’s face.
“… Nord, your face is red. Do you have a fever?”
“Oh, uh, no, that… “
“Wait a minute. What if it’s poison? I’ll check the heat.”
As I tried to butt her forehead, her thick hands blocked me.
Fran blinked.
“… What’s the matter?”
“Kuh, kuhm. Ah, uh, uh, um.”
His face flushed, he stammered at him and scratched the back of his head.
“I don’t know what kind of person you are, but can you please go downstairs?”
“… Swimming?”
“What do you mean, first of all, my name is not Nor. Rather than that, which country is it, how can I understand it? Oh, not this one. Aren’t you confused with your boyfriend or an acquaintance?”
“… Nor. Can’t you recognize who I am?”
“Uh… Are you a model or an actress? You are very beautiful, so if you could come down a bit… “
“… … … … … …”
Silence. And again silence.
Fran thought over and over again until the members of the Association, who were watching the situation, were damp with tension, and then gave up thinking and nodded her head due to fatigue.
“… Yep, got it It’s a nightmare.”
─Fuck.
“Huh.”
The eyes of Fran, who lost consciousness from the fatigue and shock of the fierce battle, turned over, and the uninhabited island created by the ‘lord of the deep sea’ fell into a whirlpool of confusion and questions.
Until 30 minutes later, her family and gods descended after Fran, knocking out Christophe and his seniors.
