Chapter 66 – Bookmarks of Memory (Illustrated)
Roman and Eclair sitting at the table.
In the conversation that started to catch fire, it was the story of Ricke and Chloe that became the mainstream.
The subject matter was not limited to the two.
Although Roman and Eclair Dritna have different affiliations and nameplates, in the end, they are professions that place the highest value on the individual’s ‘force’.
The conversation naturally slanted in multiple directions.
From the elimination of tricky monsters to the efficiency and management of weapons.
From personal information about Lofty Academy to a short story about the youth of a female knight who graduated early.
Because the perspectives of each other are completely different, there are parts that are understandable and parts that are difficult to understand.
“Then the report wasn’t false?”
“It can’t be helped. Even if it’s dirty in the first place, if you don’t deal with it like that, you’ll become an adventurer if you use it from behind—”
Platinum among adventurers.
The opinions of those who reached the pinnacle were indeed interesting.
Eclair, realizing that he did not know how time was passing, resolved his accumulated curiosity.
–
As the topic of conversation spread to dozens of topics and the story became longer, Roman could not stand his hunger and began to order food.
I didn’t know about Eclair because I wasn’t interested in it until then, but the store had a menu for meals, not just desserts.
As soon as I finished ordering this and that, the dishes came out and filled the table as if I had waited.
“Could it cost some? It must be lunchtime already?”
I didn’t think about it when I entered the store, but the smell of cooking fills the room and I feel like I’m hungry.
Before he could say anything, Roman neatly put the food on a plate in front of Eclair.
“I heard that there is someone who takes care of it… Why doesn’t it look more used to taking care of it?”
“Is that so? Men are loved even when they are good at these trivial things.”
… Platinum and Marquis’s daughter.
What type of relationship are you two having?
Only Roman, who spoke the word love without hesitation or shame, was amazing.
‘I can’t understand emotions without experience, so it’s even more amazing.’
His remarks, like a pathetic wife, which is hard to see on the continent, made me laugh out loud.
“Hu – I’m going to live now. I’m quite full.”
Eclair took out a black brooch from her bosom only after she had finished eating enough to avoid her hunger.
“Somehow, the story was pushed back. The reason I tried to meet today is because of this.”
Roman looks at the brooch on the table and makes a face that he doesn’t understand.
“That? Where’s the problem?”
“No. It’s not a problem.”
“Ah… Got it! Found another function I didn’t know about!”
“Not even that.”
“?”
If someone else saw it from the side, it would look like they were enjoying their 20 questions out of the blue.
Éclair’s mouth did not come off easily unlike when she was curious.
Since she had to get out anyway, she started to put out her sentence with the thought of throwing it out first.
“…Don’t be shy. I want to hand over this item to Chloe.”
“You can do whatever you want, owner. Why are you telling me that?”
Eclair’s shoulders were drained of strength at Roman’s reaction, which was much blander than expected.
Wasn’t she an idiot for worrying about this?
“I didn’t buy it officially, but it was a gift, wasn’t it…! I thought it was not polite to hand over something received as a favor to someone else—-“
As Eclair somehow managed to unravel what he was worried about, Roman just listened quietly without saying anything.
After confirming that her small recital was over, he nodded her head with a face of understanding.
“I understood… But my conclusion is that the knight should do as he pleases.”
Eclair brushed his silver hair as if he was rather troubled by that statement.
“Getting the answer so easily. It’s reassuring, but it’s futile… There was no context, flow, or anything to match the rhythm.”
After that, it took about 10 minutes for the coffee in the cup to be emptied.
Thinking of going back, Éclair got up and put on her coat.
After getting ready to leave her shop, she suddenly said to Roman.
“Do you know? Talking to you makes me feel like a fool.”
“…Is that a good meaning?”
“Whoops – well?”
Éclair gave her an elated smile and answered her questions with questions.
That too for a while.
Returning to her usual calm expression, she picked up her receipt from her table.
“I’ll see you next time. I don’t know when.”
*****
ㅡ It was just a few days ago that I saw a wonderful exit with the coat fluttering.
Due to her request from the imperial family, a letter from Eclair to meet her in the adventurer’s guild’s reception room arrived.
‘I see it strangely these days.’
Unlike Rike’s round font, this is a straight font that curves and breaks.
However, there is a bit of erratic penmanship in writing the date on the last line.
I wonder if I was embarrassed while writing it.
‘Is there a request I can entrust to you right now?’
The notes I wrote down at the beginning of my reincarnation reached their limit.
The contents of the actual memo are the stem of the main story seen from the point of view of the playable Robert.
The information related to the dimension is clearly written, but it is not even clear where the undead that will contribute to the shape are.
Information is misdirected.
The life of a character named Roman is not the main part of ‘Akkalight’.
Since I am deeply involved in side quests or rumors I have seen in conversations with NPCs, there are many things that are lacking compared to the information I need right now.
So…The time has come to use the bookmarks obtained from the library.
The practical classes for the first semester were finished, so I had time to spare, and now was the right time to open a new shape.
[ Bookmark of memory ]
▷ Browse the memory of a specific time period of the target.
▷ In order to view memories, consent from the target or a diary is required.
▷ This is a disposable consumable.
I wanted to use it at the same time as I acquired it at the library, but since I had only one opportunity, I was writing down the information I needed to get and organizing it once.
I read the memo once again, where I wrote down the information I needed to know.
‘Hmm – is there anything missing…?’
Even if you use bookmarks in the game, real time does not pass.
The time when Rike went to school with only a few days left.
She stretched out her limbs and lay comfortably on the bed where the sunlight came in.
The object of reading memories is me from my previous life.
The time zone is October 20, 20XX.
Even if it’s been a long time
I do not forget what day it was and I remember it exactly.
The last that my memory exists.
It’s right before you die
The target of the bookmark is not Roman, but me who existed in my previous life.
It was close to a gamble, so after filling in the information, I swallowed a dry spit.
If this is not possible, go to the second move.
-Seueueu
The mana flowing from the bookmark rides the flow.
A strange feeling that I am asking for my consent.
‘···Do!’
The golden bookmark radiated light.
*****
Tajiri is a city north of Tehran, the capital of Iran.
Pooh-
“Yeah, cigarettes taste like this.”
Tastes qualitatively different from the cheap fair cigarettes of the fantasy world.
I woke up in the basement of a closed building.
A basement with a cloud of dust floating around.
A bald corpse is seen right next to it, tied to a chair.
‘That’s interesting.’
Originally, if you use a bookmark on someone else, it will end up floating like a ghost and observing the target.
Will this happen if I use it on myself?
You can clearly feel that this is a created virtual world.
I felt the time limit running in my head, but I was in no hurry.
‘What’s the name of this bald head…’
When I opened my eyes using the bookmark, it was the moment when the mission ended in a timely manner.
I forgot half of it, but looking back now.
In my previous life, I lived as a mercenary on the battlefield, so I wonder if the life of an adventurer risking my life wasn’t a set procedure.
There is no need to take the Commando knife in your hand, so throw it away without regret.
I didn’t even think to pull out the pistol sleeping in the holster.
I grabbed my coat from the chair and tried to head to the hotel where I was staying.
– Huung!
The moment I walked out of the basement, I was at the dorm.
Tourist attractions in Tehran.
A room with a view of the Millard Tower.
‘I see… It’s a virtual world.’
I searched the suitcase I brought for work, but there was nothing like cup noodles.
It was a taste that I longed for after cigarettes, but what can I do without it?
After chewing his tongue in regret, he took a sip of Western liquor.
Turn on the laptop lying on the bed.
It was strange, and I felt strange.
Before power on.
My face is reflected on the black screen, and it is very awkward.
‘The hair style… The scars on the face… Are different.’
I thought about changing my hairstyle like this when I returned, and turned on the Akarite stored in the library.
I smiled as I looked at the lined up save files and the settings I had captured.
Click-click!
‘First thing to look at…’
With this kind of face and this kind of job, on days off, I stay at home, drink and play games.
Although not bad.
Thinking about it made me want to return to my body already in the empire.
After all, this body will die after today.
