46 – Episode 46: A Sister’s Love
Selepreet waved her finger here and there in the air.
The paintings hanging in the long aisle gathered in one place at his gestures.
“You can see any memory here. So choose without reserve.”
Needless to say, Stella was trying to peek into her memories with her mother,
whom she had just been trying to see. However, the saying that you can see ‘any
memory’ bothered me.
“Did you say anything is possible?”
“Yes. Any memory is possible.”
“Then is it possible to remember others?”
“It’s someone else’s memory…”
Selepreet was speechless. he stroked his chin.
“It’s possible. To see someone else’s memory, several conditions apply.”
“condition?”
“Two conditions are required.”
first of all. Saying that, Celefrit spread a finger.
“First, the person who wants to see the memories must be inside this theater.”
And the second one.
“The person who wants to peek into the memories must give permission for others
to see their memories.”
Selepreet raised the Monacle, which flowed slightly from the bridge of her nose.
He looked back and forth between me and Stella. When his eyes met, I felt a
little uneasy.
This theater is a place created by mystery. The owner of the theater built on
the mystery of memories was, of course, a part of the mystery.
So, when I met his eyes, an alien being, I felt like I was getting an insight
into my inner self.
I know that my memory has already been read once, but I can’t help but feel
unpleasant.
“So for now, only the two of you in the theater can see each other’s memories.
Of course, if you both give permission.”
Selefrit remained silent after that. Stella chose the theater she wanted without
hesitation as he closed his mouth.
“Bring me the memory I was trying to see earlier.”
When a theater requests a screening, Selefrit listens to the customer’s request
without hesitation.
“All right.”
He dragged a picture out of the air. It was a picture that Stella was trying to
remember.
“Then, I hope you enjoy the screening.”
As soon as she receives the picture, Stella’s doll disappears somewhere. The
space was divided into two. To where I am currently standing and where Stella is
standing.
Where the black curtain fell, I could no longer see her.
‘Did he go into the theater?’
It was a sight I had never seen before when I came alone, but it was a
phenomenon I had heard from Celeprit before.
When you select a memory to watch, the screening begins. During the screening,
they are moved to a place where no one can disturb them.
At the end of the screening, the presenter is expelled from the theater.
“then.”
Selepreet tilted her body slightly to the right. He was wearing a light smile.
“It’s been a while. Cadian Mage.”
“Selepreet.””
“What memories do you plan to see this time?”
he asked kindly. And brought back a few memories. The pictures spin round and
round around me.
The pictures were diverse. I chose one of them.
“I’11 take this.”
As if it was an unexpected choice, Selefrith looked into my face.
But that’s for a while.
he whispered.
“Then I hope you enjoy the screening.”
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It’s a fun show…
Thinking over those words, I chuckled.
x kw
Outskirts of the mysterious island.
In a place where the earth is dry and a wall of mana is erected.
Plan was dreaming.
Due to the mysterious repulsion, he was caught in a memory or a dream called
memory.
A baby who couldn’t speak cried.
Plan looked at the baby for a moment. He reached out and tried to touch the baby
once. The baby who received his touch stops crying.
—Isn’t it like you?
Hearing the voice from the side, Plan slowly looked to the side. There was a
wife who had been widowed several years ago. Plan tried to touch his wife.
However, his hands projected the empty space meaninglessly.
Instead, it is him from the past who touches his wife.
—-No. looks more like you than me
Pulling out a chair from among the pieces of furniture that hadn’t been burnt
down, the old flan sat down next to his wife.
—Is that so? Well, the baby looks a lot like me.
Huhuhu, the wife laughed. It’s sunny. The sunlight streaming through the window
was just right.
The day was warm, and the family was harmonious.
Plan looked at the dream for a moment and then looked away. It was a happy
dream. And it was a sight I wanted to see again.
5 years ago.
Tragedy happened in the family of a count.
It was a famous incident at the time. So famous that it spreads quickly in the
social world.
‘A warlock kidnapped a girl and sacrificed it.’
The black magician offered the count’s daughter as a sacrifice.
and.
It was the Marquis family who took the lead in doing this, working with the
black magicians.
It was something that one of the marquis families joined hands with the black
magician. On top of that, further investigation revealed that some marquis were
in liaison with the war lock.
The Countess began a bloody retaliation. Soon after, all marquis families were
demoted or exterminated in the Empire.
It was the result of a madman’s initiation, a warlock’s involvement, and the
Empire’s own finalization.
jump.
sh*t.
dreams are broken
Flann opened his closed eyes. He looked down at his waist. The family crest is
drawn on the waist.
he took a step back. Unnecessary thoughts are not good. What he wants is not the
revival or reconstruction of his family.
All he wanted was for his dead daughter and wife to come back to life.
Therefore, he mumbles in a low voice.
“It’s not long.”
His words hovered empty in the air.
Until the promise with greed is made.
It won’t take very long.
Plan believed firmly.
The scenery of the past that I just saw in my dream can unfold again.
x kw
Various personalities stand out over the colorful colors.
The imperial garden is divided into a total of four zones, each with its own
characteristics according to the season.
Because the memory Stella was looking at was summer.
A bright garden and green flowers suitable for summer greeted her.
“Really. It’s mysterious. I can only say this.”
The reproducibility is too high for something reproduced by memory.
Humans are creatures of oblivion.
Cadian said she had a talent for magic. That is no different from having a deep
talent for using one’s head.
In fact, Stella was able to complete the work that would have taken several days
for a criminal to complete in one day.
Although he spends most of his day in idleness, his knowledge was greater than
that of others, but he never lost it.
The reason it was possible was entirely because her brain was good.
A good mind also remembers a wide range of memories. But Stella couldn’t
remember even these details.
‘Was the weather this warm that day?’
Little Stella jumps out from between the bushes.
She ran into her mother’s arms.
-Because it’s a gift.
Little Stella presented a wreath made of flowers to her mother.
-Oh my. Are you copying your father’s tone?
Stella, who was around 8 years old, had not yet suffered from boredom and
laziness. Brightness was radiating from her.
Stella absentmindedly recalled that memory for a moment.
And I felt bad.
Stella understood why Cadian was so confused when he entered this place.
When a person remembers someone, they remember because that person is not by
their side in any form.
Since I will never be able to face my mother who has gone to sleep again, I
think about it as a memory.
“It doesn’t feel very good.”
When this memory is over and I face reality again.
Let’s be aware of the fact that we can’t see our mother anymore and leave it as
a memory.
I feel bad.
And the same goes for Cadian.
I looked down for a moment.
A knee-length girl was stomping her feet and spitting nonsense.
—Brother. I know that?
—-What.
—People accept anything if threatened with a knife.
—-Again, where did you see and what did you say that?
Seeing my younger sister talking in a way that would not come out of a child’s
mouth, I felt bitter.
I want to get out of the theater as soon as possible. That was how I felt now,
but I couldn’t take my eyes off the girl.
Screenings in theaters are long gone.
After what seemed like a long time, the theater closed.
When I came to my senses, I was kicked out of the theater.
I met Stella right in front of me. Her expression was not good. Stella crossed
her arms.
Unhappily, she groans.
“It wasn’t fun.”
I also felt the same way.
Memories of the theater were really… not interesting.
Happy moments always come to an end.
All that remains is bitterness.
That was the moment.
I see my brother walking from far away.
My younger brother was on his way to the magic recital booth, as if he hadn’t
seen me.
He had his childhood friend, Arien, by his side.
I narrowed my eyes a little.
Stella recognized Yohane and said a word.
“You’re Yohane.”
“It’s your little brother.”
“Who is next to you?”
There was no need to hide it, so I told the truth.
“He is a childhood friend whom Yohane has a crush on.”
My younger brother would think I hid it well, but I was aware of the unrequited
love that lasted for seven years from the very beginning.