Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 326
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The Regressor’s Notepad 326
Flow (4)
“… … Where did you hear that nonsense?”
Teia coldly accepted. However, her composure was already shaken. This was because the use of the spectrum “switch” was restricted due to the magical restraint.
For her, who had always controlled herself on a spectrum, hiding her emotions was somewhat burdensome.
“… … ”
Knock knock- Zion tapped the table with his fingers and shook his head.
“Then it is fine.”
Teia forced a relaxed smile.
“Did you find any evidence that I murdered my teacher? It seems to be going nowhere. What if there’s a backlash?”
“Wouldn’t a witness be enough?”
Emilia’s accusation and Bancheon’s fabricated evidence. This is why Teia Isil was imprisoned.
… … On the surface.
If we trace the origin, it would be because she declared war on ‘Libra’.
“Why do you serve Libra?”
Suddenly, Teia asked. It was also pure curiosity.
Just as they have reason to hate Libra, do they also have reason to serve Libra?
What kind of connection exists between humans that gives rise to the obligation to ‘serve’ someone?
“… … My grandfather’s name was Aaron Ascal. He was a knight of Libra.”
Zion recited the history of his family.
For Teia, or rather, for the ‘Libra people’ who are still monitoring the interview room.
“My father was Dale Ascal. He was a knight of Libra.”
A life of serving them, passed down from generation to generation.
“And, I’m also in Libra. My grandfather, my father, and I are all from Libra. Do you need any more reason than that?”
That was all there was to it for ‘Askar’, and it was the perfect reason for ‘Libra’.
On the other hand, Teia Isil sank coldly.
“It is not something to be proud of that the entire family has served Libra. It is a passive life. A life of slavery.”
Zion smiled faintly.
“Professor, do you see the chains on my ankles and wrists? On the contrary, I see them.”
Teia looked at the restraints that bound her entire body.
At that moment, 15 minutes had passed.
A time when you don’t have to force yourself into this uncomfortable position.
Teia got up from her seat, and he placed his lunch box on the table.
“Eat it when you go out.”
“… … The guards ate well. It seemed better than throwing it away as trash.”
Zion calmly accepted the obvious sarcasm.
“Yes, that’s right. You’ve had a hard life, so I’m sure you’ll like the prison food.”
And then he left the interview room first.
“
Teia spat out a curse at his back.
“… … .”
A thick lunch box was placed on the table. I picked it up with both arms and left the interview room.
“Oh, you’re here.”
As soon as I came out, the guards came running with their eyes sparkling.
“The interview. Well. Did it go well?”
There was spit in his voice.
Teia handed them their lunch boxes.
“Oh, thank you, Suup!”
“Hmm! Professor, please. You don’t have to go in right away. You can rest for a bit and then go!”
He keeps his eyes fixed on the lunch box and mutters words he doesn’t mean.
Teia shook her head.
“it’s okay.”
“Oh, yes! Get some rest! If you have any problems, let me know!”
“……stove.”
“yes?”
“stove.”
“Ah, of course I should put up a heater! Isn’t it so cold in the single cell? Youngest! Youngest, what are you doing!”
“yes!”
The youngest one ran quickly and placed a small stove in the cell. It was the stove they had been using, just taken out and placed there.
“Here you go! Get some rest!”
“… … .”
Teia was about to enter the cell without saying a word, but suddenly looked back at the guards.
─Wow, it’s shining today too.
─The menu is crazy… …
The guards share a lunch box smiling happily.
For Teia, that appearance is strange.
─Guys. Can you give me some of your son’s food?
─Ah. What is it? Please look. We are sons too.
Because the number of lunch boxes they put out is not just one.
Because it’s neither.
─Are you crazy? Then I’ll give you just one piece of sushi. Just one.
─Then please eat less.
─Okay, newbie.
It’s too much to eat alone, and it’s enough for several people.
In exchange for that lunch box, he got a stove in his cell.
As if it was prepared for this situation from the beginning… …
* * *
… … The media continued to publish sensational articles about Teia, but Teia Isil kept her mouth shut and neither confessed nor denied anything.
It was a similar, dragging-on pattern as before the regression.
Even then, the decisive factor that led her to confess was Gerken.
Gerken reported some ‘evidence’ to Libra, and thus the execution was carried out.
The only fortunate thing was that she witnessed Jedric’s downfall with her own eyes.
This time, of course, Jedrick will fall just as well, but she will live to see what happens.
“… … Astrologer. There are people like this in the world today.”
[Castology]’s tent. Elder Belanta handed me the photo in a very polite tone.
It was Teia Isil.
“We want to punish interest… … but we are at a loss as to which method to take.”
Even his gestures are extremely upright and sincere.
I knew this old lady had a blind faith in shamans and fortune tellers, but I didn’t know it was to this extent.
Bam-!
I pulled out a card and threw it into the air. Tsk tsk tsk ── Tiny sparks wove the ceiling like a spider web.
“Huh, huh… … !”
Belanta’s eyes were filled with admiration.
I told her.
“… … It seems better to follow the majority’s will.”
“The will of the majority… … The will of the majority… … ?”
Belanta muttered and thought to herself, then clapped her hands.
“juror!”
It was a face that seemed to have realized something.
The jury’s verdict is a method that can have a great impact on both Teia and society. Teia will suffer a soul-destroying blow to the Holy Knight by being abandoned by the most common people, and her social prestige will also plummet. In other words, it is a much more effective method than assassinating Teia Isil…
I think it might be something like this
“As expected… … You caught me off guard.”
“But.”
I raised my finger. Belanta’s eyes were focused on it.
“It seems like there shouldn’t be death.”
“What is death…?”
“There is a dark energy behind the soul. If the death of the body releases it, the wind will blow backwards, and the curse will spread like a plague.”
“… … .”
In simple terms, it means that you shouldn’t kill Teia because there will be a huge backlash.
“Why… … I really don’t know. Could you please help me interpret it?”
I drew a card.
Bam-!
Let’s throw one more sheet into the air, and it turns into particles and falls like snowflakes.
“This, this person.”
I pointed to the photo. This time, it was not the face of Teia Isil, but that of the Holy Knight Atan, whom she had murdered.
“You don’t look human.”
“Human… …not?”
“Yes. In the latter years of this life, the devil’s appearance is seen.”
“… … .”
Belanta pursed her lips with a serious expression on her face, then quickly packed up all the materials into her purse.
However, he did not leave.
“I… … astrologer.”
Instead, he held out another photo. It was of a man whose name I didn’t know.
“… …He is my grandson.”
suddenly?
I almost blurted it out.
“I am taking the College Board this year… … Now I am worried about whether I will be accepted to a public university or not… … I am so worried about that… … .”
Grandson of Elder Belanta.
Do I have such a memory in my head?
I was honestly embarrassed, but I closed my eyes for a moment. I searched my memories with “Notepad”.
Fortunately, the range is not wide.
Before returning, you only need to look at the records before and after the announcement of this year’s passing.
At this time, I was obsessed with finding out all the information related to Libra, down to who pooped in which house, so I must have seen my eldest grandson’s college admissions information at least once…
[… …Edgar Belanta, a collaborator of Libra who was accepted to a national university]
Hmm.
It looks like you raised your grandson well. Even if he is from a collateral line, a national university is not a place that just anyone can enter.
“I see.”
I smiled. Belanta shivered violently.
“Oh, what do you see… … .”
“… … Cherry blossoms. Such beautiful cherry blossoms. Walking confidently into them… … . This face.”
I gave a very positive answer. Belanta put her hand on my heart. Her face was beyond moved, it was ecstatic.
“But.”
I raised my finger sternly again.
“You must keep your mouth shut. The moment you rashly reveal the luxury of the future, disaster will strike.”
You shouldn’t say things like, “You’ll definitely pass” and then let your guard down and fail.
“Yes, yes. I understand… … .”
Belanta nodded repeatedly, playing with my ponytail.
* * *
… … It is easy to become friends with the elders. Just give them what they want, don’t do things they don’t like, and always be polite and kind.
People tend to become a little simpler as they get older.
“Are you talking about the Berryolsa restaurant?”
─Uhh~ That place. Oh, it’s okay if it doesn’t work out. It’s a very famous place. I don’t want to burden you… … .
The Elders spend more than half of the year in the Hanging Gardens, but the other half enjoy the upper-class life on earth.
What this means is that if you can’t enjoy the life of the upper class, you won’t go down.
“I will try my best.”
─Oh, thank you.”
“yes.”
Fortunately, I have a lot of connections. Some might say that I have a lot of connections.
─Huh? Berryolsa? Are you talking about the restaurant?
This voice, as delicate as a stick of candy, is Sierin.
“Yes, is that possible? Next week at 6pm.”
─Easy~ But, who do you want to go with~?
Restaurants that the elders wouldn’t even dare to make reservations at are incredibly easy for Sierin.
It’s a matter of image and brand rather than status and position.
Aventaher’s Sierin is a woman with the looks and star quality to shine wherever she goes. It’s a brand that already has an image that is worth spending money on.
Unfortunately, the elders can’t even reach her toes.
“I’m not going, it’s just a gift.”
─Oh really? Okay~ I’ll reserve two seats for you. Good seats.
“Yes, thank you.”
I smiled.
Suddenly an idea occurred to me.
“But why don’t you use Castology? You already received it.”
─I’m saving it to use when it’s crucial. Why are you using it right away? You idiot.
“……aha.”
In this respect, he is surprisingly meticulous and smart.
anyway.
“Yes. Then the reservation is-”
─I just did it. Next Friday at 6pm.
“… … .”
Berriolsa is the most luxurious, top-tier restaurant in Edsila.
There are probably only a few people on the continent who can make a reservation at a restaurant like that, even at the most golden hour, 6pm on a Friday, like they would at a neighborhood pork joint.
─I felt like you had to make something up, so I made the reservation under your name~
Besides, you are very quick-witted.
“Thank you. If you need anything from me later, please do.”
─Okay. Hang up~
The reservation was successful, but it should not have been delivered right away.
If you make it too easy, people won’t appreciate it because they think it’s really easy.
It was a tightrope walk that seemed like it would never work out until the very end, but at the most dramatic moment, you finally solved it – that’s when I have to throw in those words and my gratitude goes up to the max…
… … something like that.
I paid close attention to the elders.
“Oh my! Really?! Oh my, thank you!”
“No, you don’t have to thank me.”
“Thank you, thank you!”
The garden of Libra District 1.
Last week, Elder Raymond, who had asked me to make a reservation for Berryolsa, came to me in person to express his gratitude.
“Wasn’t it hard?”
“It was hard, but it’s okay. I managed to get a seat for cancellation.”
It’s like it’s not showing any color.
If you make an effort, they’ll be grateful, but if you do too much, they’ll get tired.
“Tomorrow. Just call my name at the restaurant and let me know. Then, hurry up and get ready.”
“Okay! Thank you so much~!”
Raymond patted my shoulder several times and left. He was leaving the restaurant with his girlfriend, so his walk was almost like levitation.
If you keep doing that, you’ll really fly away.
anyway.
In this way, I will listen to the requests and favors of other elders besides Raymond, and naturally, I will win their favor.
Then what happens?
The elders are on my side.
That means that if I ever come into conflict with another balancer, almost all the elders will take my side.
I know from my regression experience that in Libra’s society, the elders have the power to bury a few balancers in a funny way.
Those who don’t know that will be buried by me.
“… …Bellingham.”
This is, after all, the Bellingham Canta.
This is the method I devised to deal with him.
Of course, that guy who believes he was ‘created’ for Libra has quite a bit of pride and won’t bow down to the elders.
Because─
“Zion~”
Suddenly, a soft voice called out to me. I turned to look at it.
On the other side of the garden, by the lake, Zia appeared. She came to me, somehow barefoot, holding a sandal in one hand.
“There’s a nice view… … Do you want to come… … ?”
Although it was a bit sudden, I didn’t refuse the hand he offered me with a smile.
“yes.”
At that moment.
I felt a gaze from behind me. The sharpness that I once held had now dulled, and the gaze had barely become sad. It seemed as if it contained a sadness like water… … .
Perhaps it was Jahanna.