Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

18. Curse of Oblivion (1)

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A fourth six-sided die is rolled… [4]!

The goddess frowns!

– Sanity: -4

Current Sanity Loss: 14, 86/100

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It was early in the morning when Legarete came to her senses.

It was a noisy mansion from the morning. It was none other than Seria, her childhood nanny, who ran to Legarete, who was absent-minded.

′′ Oh, the young lady is also true! What do you do when you wake up now? You have so many things to prepare for.”

“Seria?”

She thought it couldn’t be.

Because Nanny Seria, like her mother, was killed by the punishment sent by Legarete.

I could not forget Seria Le Garete, who gave me her love, which she never lacked.

“Seria, are you really Seria?”

“Why did you say this today, did you even have a nightmare?”

As I ran into her arms crying, the scent of soap wafted in with the warm warmth. The characteristic dryness of sun-dried clothes was smeared on his cheeks.

Yes, it was a dream. She said she had an old nightmare.

“Today is the day the elder mage from the Mage Tower decided to pick up the lady. Why are you crying on a good day like this? Come on, don’t cry and stop! There are so many things to do!”

As Seria wiped away Le Garette’s tears, her vision changed.

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“You are Legarete, nice to meet you. This grandfather is called Hayden Walker.”

Hayden Walker, an elder of the Mage Tower with her beard growing nicely, was giving her a hand.

Legarete had enough magical talent that the elders of the Mage Tower wanted to come and take her away.

As I grabbed her hand that she carefully handed to me, a wisp of her magical energy rode up and ate the tip of Hayden’s beard.

“Oops! It’s already an accident! hahahaha, it’s really great, it’s great.”

The ridiculous sight of a child who had never learned magic spells ignited the beard of a so-called archmage only with the expression of his unconscious magic power, it was already a kind of talent that could not be explained only by talent.

“LeGalette, I guarantee you, you can become a witch. You have that much potential.”

As Hayden stroked his head, his vision shifted again.

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There was a mage’s tower that towered as high as if it could pierce the sky, and Legarette, who was being taught directly by Heyden, was at the gymnasium.

“Become good at the detailed manipulation of magic. Think of magic as your other finger.”

A trail was drawn in the air following Le Galette’s fingertips and chant, and various magics sprang out towards her scarecrows that she had left, devastating exactly a 1m radius of the scarecrows. Stares of astonishment poured down on Legarete.

A scene that is unthinkable for a child of only 11 years old to achieve.

“The amount of mana you have is also the amount, but the really surprising thing is that mana control… I think seniors who have been in the labyrinth for 20 years will have a hard time…?”

“As expected, there was a reason why Heiden-nim brought him. With this momentum, even as the next witch…”

Eventually, as I clenched my fist into the air, the scarecrow fragments that were scattered piled up one by one and began to condense into a single point.

A control force that applies equal pressure in all directions to the target, rather than simply projecting force in one direction.

“Passed, Legarete.”

Heyden looked at Legareter with a satisfied expression.

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“I’m back Mom!”

“Welcome, yes, is it summer vacation?”

The mother she thought she would never see again was smiling broadly.

Legarete rushed into his arms and stayed there for a while.

Ah, how warm it is.

I wish I hadn’t known.

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“Shall we go out to play? There is a creek over there.”

“Sister, mom told me not to go out recklessly.”

“How about playing in the water? To be honest, it’s boring to stay inside the mansion.”

Carol didn’t like it very much, but she nodded as if she couldn’t help it. She had the feeling that she could not overcome her sister’s request and followed her.

It was a creek that barely reached a child’s knees.

”Shall we go a little further? I think the water is too shallow here.”

Carol, who got wet from her playing in the water, stuck out her tongue. Carol, excited about playing in the water, nodded her head involuntarily.

The place we arrived at was a creek that was deeper than expected. It’s a very dangerous place for children even if adults don’t know it.

“Nuna come in too! There are so many fish here!”

Unlike Carol who was drenched, not even a single drop of water was left on her clothes and hands.

The strange sight of not getting wet even though the body is half-immersed in the water.

”Yes, Carol, I’ll be there soon.”

Carol, who went ahead first, was clueless.

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Carol was drowning and struggling.

“Noona! Sister!”

Le Garette was staring at her with an expressionless expression on Karl, who seemed to sink at any moment.

“I… Have to save Carol… Why…”

Why does she hate to be saved?

Le Galette’s left hand was repeating the action of gently grasping and releasing something from her.

Then, Carol started to rise and sink on the water repeatedly like a treadmill…

“Uh, Fuhap, Heuk, Paha!”

Eventually, his limbs, which had been shaking gradually, became dull and began to rise from his back. Only then did Legarete stop beckoning.

The image of his younger brother who said such harsh things to him overlapped.

She wasn’t the only one who cut her hands, but the subject that had so much tore into her heart.

”Huh… Carol was so weak.”

I was only in the water for a few minutes.

Why was he so afraid of Carol before? She felt her heart beat fast, which seemed to have stopped.

She looked down. Legarete’s face was reflected in her still water.

More than ever, Legarete.

“Ahahahahaha!”

She was smiling broadly.

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“Thank you very much. If LeGalette-sama had delayed the discovery just a little bit… It seems that the waterweeds were tied to his feet and he couldn’t get out.”

Carol with a pale face was lying on the bed. There were bright red marks on the ankles exposed under the blanket, as if tied to something, and red marks on the ankles and calves.

“If I had stopped Carol from entering a little faster… I’m sorry, Dad… Mom…”

“It’s not your fault, Legarete.”

When Carol woke up, she couldn’t remember anything. Just blankly, staring at her ceiling.

But that was just the beginning.

A week later, Carol started suffering from a high fever. What she thought was a cold was accompanied by a severe cough, and soon her lower body began to stiffen.

“My legs, my legs don’t move…!”

Heavenly punishment.

Neither the clergy nor his father and other lawmakers could do anything about it. Truly a punishment from heaven.

And then it slowly began to spread throughout the mansion. Le Garette’s mother and her nanny were no exception.

The prognosis for both was poor. Because the punishment was transferred to the respiratory system, he could not endure for long and passed away.

However, her younger brother, Karl, survived because he spread the punishment of heaven to this mansion. In exchange for a frozen leg.

Both mother and Seria were all because of Carol.

“If it weren’t for you, if it weren’t for trash like you, her mother wouldn’t have died.”

I whispered in Carol’s ear who was absent-mindedly in the wheelchair and stood up.

I liked the way he trembled without saying anything…

By the way… Seria…? Who was Seria? Was there such a person Well, seeing as I don’t remember that well, he doesn’t seem to be a very important person.

“Huh~”

Legarete strolled through her hallways humming the songs she heard on her street.

The sound of singing echoed through the hallway for a while.

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Carol’s legs began to twist abnormally. It was a terrible side effect of the punishment.

The leg, which had begun to twist like a dry old tree, had already lost its function and had become an appendage that only brought immense pain.

One day, unable to bear the pain, Carol threw herself off the roof of the mansion.

Of course, due to the magic Legarete cast beforehand, Carol floated in the air without fulfilling her purpose.

“Karl, you can’t do it on your own. How much money does it cost you It’s a life worth 300 silver coins every month. Can you throw it that easily?”

Of course, the medicine his father had obtained did not go to Carol. Do you want to be comfortable like that?

Silence magic was used for screams, and electric shock magic that only paralyzes muscles for body trembling. Although the leg was twisted, the nerves were still alive and doing their job.

Carol couldn’t stand the daily pain and started taking drugs.

“Heh…hehehe…hehehehe”

It’s like lying down in the living room laughing after drinking a banned substance that was in the corner of your father’s medicine cupboard. She screamed.

How could Carol, who couldn’t even stand up properly, open the tightly locked medicine cupboard?

You may be smiling so much with happiness right now, but what comes after that short time is over.

It is an overwhelmingly hopeless reality, writhing in endless pain, scratching the wall until all the nails fall out.

Legarete was smiling silently as she looked down from the railing on the second floor.

“Should we try morphine next time?”

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“Do not be too afraid to go.”

“Yes, Master Hayden.”

Legarete honed his magic skills until the theory came to a meaningless level. All you need now is practice.

At the age of only 14, he was given the name of the Mage Tower and was able to register with the Adventurer’s Guild as a special qualification. Considering that the youngest age to enter the labyrinth designated by the empire was 18 years old, it was 4 years early.

High-ranking parties who wanted to party with the little genius wizard of the Mage Tower lined up.

“Sorry, but I also want to start from the beginning. So… Ah, I thought it would be better to do it lightly from the 1st and 2nd floors like these people… I’m sorry!”

Legarete’s first labyrinth exploration started from the second floor. A stair-breaking party that continued from the 2nd to the 4th floor, and the request was to acquire herbs and monster materials from the floor.

It was a combination of five people, including two vanguards to attract the attention of enemies, an archer in charge of dismantling traps and reconnaissance, and a novice priest in charge of blessing and recovery.

Even up to the third floor, they broke through the stairs in order without any problems.

A pattern in which the archer and Legarete organize their supplies with magic while the avant-garde trained with the priest’s blessing endures.

Because it was too stereotyped, it felt like it was rather boring, and Legarete’s eyes sank.

That’s too boring.

As she went down the labyrinth little by little and repeated her rest, Le Garete was able to spot a trap a little earlier than the archer in charge of reconnaissance.

As it is, a random transfer trap that would not be caught if the archer in charge of reconnaissance faithfully played his role. When I reversed the trap spell, the target floor was the 11th floor.

“Oh, that will be fine.”

“Yes? Wizard? What did you say?”

“No. It just came up with an interesting idea.”

The same illusion as the bottom of the labyrinth was overlaid over the trap. To add realism as well as concealing magic power, a little pile of soil was moved and scattered.

And-

“Transition trap?! It was hidden?!”

The accident happened

A completely unexpected transfer trap, it took an instant for all party members to get caught up in it.

“Is everyone okay?”

“Damn it… The 11th floor?”

The archer was staring in disbelief at the stair compass on his wrist. The number marked on the compass is none other than 11.

It was a very harsh environment for a beginner party who only aimed at the 2nd to 4th floors. It was a party where clearing the 6th floor was the limit no matter how good it looked.

“Keeeaek!”

A strange insect the size of an adult man with praying mantis arms flew in and in an instant dragged a vanguard and disappeared into the darkness.

It was Mantimos, the representative monster of the 11th floor.

“Quaaa! Come on, save me! aaa!”

The screams were brief, and silence flowed in the labyrinth.

Legarete knew.

At least Mantismos was aiming for the avant-garde in the dark.

In the case of Legarete’s magical power, it was so clearly visible that it was rather difficult to pretend not to know.

It was difficult to recognize the accident caused by the transfer trap outside the labyrinth.

It’s probably hard for the rescue team to come for a while, and to her knowledge, the adventurer’s guild was reluctant to ask for a 11th floor request, so there was no possibility of meeting another party.

Stairs competing for the number one spot to be avoided.

Most of the monsters were made up of bugs, acid bodily fluids didn’t have much value for money, and even bug wing dust roamed the air in all directions, it was a perfect environment for consumptive diseases.

No matter how quickly we figured out the truth, it would take two weeks to dispatch a rescue team.

“Carefully, let’s move forward… If we stay anyway, we will only become prey for insects.”

“Yes, yes, the wizard is right.”

“I will erase the traces behind you with magic… Let’s go slowly first.”

Left alone, Legarete used to release her magical energy and crushed Mantis Moss, who dragged the adventurer to her corner.

Kwajik.

The monster on the 11th floor was easily crushed to death with just one gesture. I was expecting it because it was on the 11th floor, but is it only this much?

Unlike the loud screams, the adventurer had no major problems except for a few cuts on both arms. She was only knocked out of her mind by Man Timoth’s paralyzing poison.

Le Garete thought she was good. She thought that scarecrows, small animals, and Carl’ alone would limit magic practice.

This was an opportunity.

”I thought I needed a new scarecrow… But I didn’t expect it to roll in so easily.”

As expected, practicing magic with people was the fastest way to improve one’s skills. Well, I was curious.

But I couldn’t wait too long. The party that went out earlier could have felt weird and come back. Yeah, that would be nice.

Legarete prepared the trigger magic. Her own unique magic that starts with the sound of hand clapping.

Even if there were screams, it didn’t matter. I’m sure you’ll think it’s the last words the person who was dragged by the monster uttered anyway.

Pair.

Kwajik.

Oh, I made a mistake.

Ahahahaha, I was so happy that I failed to control my strength. The gentle pressure on her head to wake her up with pain ended up burying her head under her shoulders.

Pu-pu-pu-pu, blood welled up from his crushed head.

Well, it’s okay. Because you don’t have to make a mistake next time.

There are still adventurers… No, there are three more experimental materials left.

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Three weeks have passed.

Everyone thought the newbie party that got caught in the transfer trap was dead.

Everyone was busy kicking their tongues, saying that the talent that the Magic Tower cherished and cherished disappeared so futilely.

Weiing…

“Huh? A return signal from the 11th floor? Was there a party on the 11th floor recently?”

An unexpected return occurred that no one knew about the gate managers.

‘Steel Puck’

Legarete appeared from the return portal alone.

With blood all over his body.

The hardened blood began to melt in the warm sunlight.

“Ahahahaha”

Legarete, who appeared holding the heads of his comrades tightly in his arms, just laughed out loud.

hahahaha, it was fun. Everyone.

Eyeballs rolled off his rotten head.

And thank you.

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“What the f*ck is this…?”

I was doubting my eyes.

A life story that passes by me like a kaleidoscope. That smiling girl was undoubtedly Legarete.

But why…? It was different from the story I heard from Legarete.

It wasn’t Legarete who got polio, it was Carol.

Because of that, Legarete, who had to give up the path of magic, was able to continue walking the path of a wizard.

And then, Legarete entered the labyrinth and told the adventurers for three weeks…

“Woo-wook, woo-wee-ek!”

I couldn’t help but marvel at the sight of myself getting nauseous, the f*cking situation of hitting snuff film directly into my head.

There was only one cause that would cause this situation, a situation that had not occurred in the previous three deaths.

14:59 [The holy sword Ascalon has succeeded in resisting the status quo first wish – the false world!]

14:58 [The holy sword Ascalon succeeded in resisting the status quo first wish – the false world!]

14:57 [The holy sword Ascalon succeeded in resisting the status quo 1st wish-false world!]

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The alarm window that constantly rises at the top and the holy sword Ascalon resonates strangely.

And the memories of Legarete come to mind…

f*ck, this isn’t a holy sword, it’s a demonic sword!

I took off the Ascalon that was strapped behind my back and threw it away, but that didn’t mean the memory I had was gone.

“f*ck f*ck f*ck…”

Why are you showing me this…

[Achievement achieved!]

-Resist first state abnormality: Achievement 1 PT

Oh, pretend you haven’t seen it and just take it back. Please.

After spitting out the excrement that had risen beyond the uvula, I stood up. When I looked around, I was back at the pawnshop.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no further penalty given the given time or additional alarms did not appear. But…

“Floren? Yerica?”

The two people who should have been there were nowhere to be seen. What is it, did you go outside while I was lying down?

Grabbing my throbbing hair and stepping out of the pawnshop, Mr. Denzel was displaying the drug tonic.

Huh… Someday you’ll have to catch me and explain to me that I’ll get rid of it, that the front of my workplace is a den of drug sales.

“Ah, Mr. Denzel. Other than that, is there a more normal nutritional tonic? Not stuffed with Noll’s urine or steroids, but made with common herbs.”

Seeing what was so surprising, Mr. Denzel opened his eyes wide and pointed at himself.

“No, no matter how good it looks, I put in everything, but it’s more like an assault awakening drug for the Nazis than a nutritional tonic.”

“Huh? Me?”

Something was wrong with the reaction.

His behavior and gaze as if he were seeing himself for the first time.

“This is a medicine that alchemists put their heart and soul into. I don’t think I gave you a name.”

What the f*ck is that?

An ominous sensation ran through my skin. Am i missing something? Could it be that the penalty was applied without an alarm popping up?

With a sense of crisis, I quickly recalled my memories. And I realized.

The last words Legarete said in the previous episode.

[If no one knew about Einheri, if only I knew. You must be really happy, right?]

“Ah.”

That was exactly what it meant.

Mr. Denzel’s way of speaking seems to have forgotten me.

Because the existence of me had never shared a full name with Denzel from the beginning.

Why didn’t Floren and Jerica return to the pawnshop?

The fact that I met Floren and Yerica at the plaza itself has disappeared.

Because I have become unknown in this world.

“I… Have been forgotten?”

14:00 [The holy sword Ascalon failed to resist the status ailment 2nd wish – curse of oblivion.]

Everything has become nothing.