Became a Dark Merchant in the Academy

Chapter 57

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It’s disappearing.

Memories with my precious little brother.

Father and mother’s gentle nagging.

Even the embarrassing things I wanted to hide from my childhood.

The words I said to my teacher feeling proud of being able to handle mana for the first time.

Things that helped the people with magic created through research after study.

In addition, countless memories that could not be enumerated were disappearing.

‘Ah—.’

I have no idea how this is possible, but I can’t help but wonder who is doing it and what tools are used to make it possible.

That black robe.

The black robe is stealing your memories.

He is taking the memories through some t tools that are stuck in his heart.

So I tried to stop it, but nothing worked.

I was in such a terrible state that I couldn’t even resist properly, so it was a natural procedure.

‘Shouldn’t I have been seduced by the offer…’

Even if it wasn’t like this, I expected that the other side would betray me someday.

That’s why I didn’t neglect my vigilance.

No matter how easy the task Rob asked for, he did it after carefully checking whether there were any traps or not, and he didn’t pay attention unless safety was secured.

However, it was unexpected that he would betray so quickly.

He must be that Natasha Karjodrea herself.

It was called the nightmare of continental Europe.

About 100 years ago.

Mana appears.

A world where gates were created.

You are one of the 15 S-class people who maintained the highest rank in the early days of the Mana Society.

That fact is known to the other party as well.

But how could he expect that after using himself to catch a few minnows, he would immediately beat the betrayal?

The time it took from transaction to betrayal is a week at most.

It was not a normal way.

‘No, what I was aiming for from the beginning…’

No.

The more you think about it, the clearer it becomes.

This is not the normal way.

The initial offer of the deal was the bait.

What he was aiming for from the beginning was himself.

Otherwise, there was no way he would have manipulated the handler who disguised himself as a cadet with such magic tools in advance.

I was stupid.

If he was thinking about betraying, he should have been thinking about betraying when he was most careless.

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And from the beginning, I had to think about the abnormal condition of my body.

I should have remembered that I was just a fugitive and that I was hiding here.

But he couldn’t.

A disaster caused by Oman.

Carelessness that the opponent will be inferior to oneself.

I’m sure it won’t be a problem since I’ve researched the job Rob asked for in advance.

Aside from that, many other factors were so “Natural” That they brought me to this point.

I had belated regrets, but even if I regretted it now, nothing would change.

I am only confined to a dark and narrow room and barely able to continue my life.

I can’t even die.

I can’t die yet.

There was an unfinished wish…

‘Secret wish?’

Wonderful?

What was it?

There is a feeling that is not a feeling that something is precious, but I can’t remember it.

It’s something I can’t forget.

‘My older sister…’

I heard my brother’s voice.

My brother □□ □□□□□□.

‘Ah-‘

I can’t remember.

I can’t remember no matter what.

Like your own eyes are looking into the darkness now.

I was just in the dark with no memories.

I don’t remember.

Even if I bit the gag as if my teeth would break, the missing memories did not come back.

“ㅇ─%$#%#$!!!!!!!!!!”

Even if you twist your body and crash into a wall or floor trying to break free from the chains that bind you.

Even if his bones are broken and blood is flowing because of that.

Even if your eyes are bloodshot and your heart is about to burst.

Even if the pain twists and turns again and again.

The memory gap did not return.

“□□□□□!!!”

Give it back.

‘□□□… □□ Is…’

Precious memories.

‘□, □□□□□ □□□□ □□…□□ □□Yo…’

Give it back…Give it back.

‘□□…□…’

Now that’s all that’s left.

‘□□□□□…’

Please…Give it back.

‘□□□ Love□□.’

Please.

I was wrong.

So please…

“%#$!!!!!”

When I entered the room, I heard a loud noise.

It’s already been a month since Natasha’s memories were stolen.

At this point, he could have calmed down a bit, but it was sad to see him becoming more and more aggressive.

Still, this work is not far away.

It is impossible to measure the amount of memory precisely, but if I did a rough calculation, it was because I succeeded in stealing about 90%.

“Eight hours. How have you been doing?”

Walking and approaching.

Then, where did the proud and arrogant appearance from before go, Natasha started to run away in tears.

However, the mana-sealing orb and her chain that bound Natasha’s body did not forgive it.

She was Natasha, who couldn’t get away and fell to the floor with a thud.

“Are you okay?”

I slowly approached Natasha with a worried expression on her face.

“Be careful. Natasha, your body is not just your body.”

And cautiously reached out to Natasha.

“!@#?#$”

As if not ignoring my kindness, Natasha vehemently refused my hand.

I think we’ve been interacting quite a bit for the past month, but such a cold reaction.

The things about my family, the first time I learned about magic, the painful memories of my first murder, the shame of peeing at night until I was 7, the things I was moved by the 10th birthday present, the things I felt worthwhile for helping the people Didn’t they share all sorts of memories, from things to memories of hating someone who invaded their country?

There is no one who can understand Natasha as much as I can.

Why do you want to refuse?

“I have to understand.”

But I can understand.

You gave me such a valuable experience as a gift, but I’m not ashamed to give you anything in return.

“Don’t understand.”

Who understands Natasha but me?

I am the only one.

Really, only I in this world can understand Natasha.

That’s why I made eye contact with Natasha, who had fallen on the floor, and smiled.

“So I’ll take the rest.”

Then he stretched out his hand and placed it on top of Natasha’s head.

“!@$@#!??”

Natasha then reacted violently, twisting her body to free herself from my grasp.

“Would you please stay still?”

Actually, to steal her memory, the motion of putting her hand on her head is unnecessary.

If only the ring that is the source of my finger is put on, that’s enough.

But how cute it was to show this kind of reaction.

“@#!#$!!!”

“That’s right…”

But today, the rebellion is harsh.

“Why are you like this today? Didn’t we get along well until now?”

I stared at Natasha sadly after failing to put my hand on Natasha’s head hundreds of times.

It could be solved by fixing it with violence, but it was because I came up with a more interesting idea than that.

I undid Natasha’s gag.

“If you want to say something, you can do it.”

And he invited me to tell him anything.

“Please… Please don’t take any more. What you took… I won’t ask for it back. Please don’t take my memory any further. I’ll do anything. If you lick her feet, lick them. I will kill anyone, no matter who it is. I don’t know what that kind of person can do, but I’ll do whatever you ask me to do, so…”

What makes a person aware of who he or she is?

It’s a memory.

Only the continuity of memories can prove that you are yourself and you can be aware.

In that sense, it is safe to say that the identity of Natasha, who had lost about 90% of her memories, was shattered.

The proof was that way of speaking.

It’s not perfect, but Natasha regressed into her mid-teens.

How much did I suffer because of that?

A situation in which the percentage of Natasha’s memories becomes larger than the percentage I maintained as myself.

In other words, her ego was almost destroyed because her belly button was bigger than her stomach.

Fortunately, I didn’t accept it all at once, but gradually accepted it little by little and increased the amount. I used this over and over again to create a new skill using the status window, so fortunately I was able to maintain myself.

I knew the routine for making skills, so it was a risky gamble, but I did it.

I had a hard time.

If the skill didn’t work out, it would have been something to do with giving up halfway and coming up with another method.

Anyway, I pretended to be troubled by Natasha’s request with tears in her eyes, let go of her moaning, and then smiled.

“Um… Do anything?”

“Yes, I’ll do anything… So please don’t take any more. Please…”

“Then lick it.”

He said to Natasha, raising her body and holding out her shoes.

At that point, Natasha started licking her gear and my shoes.

“Not very cool.”

My shoes didn’t get clean, they only got dirty with saliva.

“Sorry. Harder…”

“No, that’s okay.”

Natasha was frightened and reacted to my words, but I didn’t care

I lifted her foot and trampled her on the head of Tasha, who was licking my shoe.

“Yes!”

At that, Natasha swallowed her moans in pain.

“The texture is not very good.”

I don’t feel like I’m stepping on it because I have a bad head.

As expected, Ange felt the best when stepping on it.

“Anje.”

I called Anzeroth, who was waiting outside the room.

“Yes.”

Angelot jumped at my horse and fell flat.

At Anzeroth’s action, I moved my foot that was stepping on Natasha and stepped on Anzeroth’s head.

“Good.”

As expected, I like this head.

“Thank you.”

Anzeroth thanked me for my words without a groan.

While doing so, he looked down at Natasha indifferently.

“I… Can be stepped on better. I will try harder. I will try to make it a texture you like.”

Then Natasha raised her game, her Anjerotte entangled with the foot she was stepping on, and she begged to step on her head more.

“No, that’s okay.”

It’s not even worth stepping on.

I didn’t mean to do that in the first place, but what I stepped on was nothing more than an accidental thing.

“Please. Let me step on it I’ll do it. Let me do it. I am…”

And she began to plead even more, as if she had accepted it as disappointing.

“Calm down. Take it with this and don’t decide what to say.”

Yes, I don’t decide with such a trivial act.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.”

It was Natasha who expressed her gratitude by banging her head on the floor again and again as if she thought she was not taking it.

“That’s enough. Rather than that, why don’t you play a game with me, betting your memories? If I win, I’ll take it, if I lose, I’ll give it back. How is it?”

“…”

Natasha hesitated as she hit her head on the floor.

But she didn’t answer.

I judged intuitively, but wouldn’t it be because I realized that this proposal was dangerous?

Seeing that he still didn’t refuse, it seemed that he still had hope.

“By the way, if you don’t accept the game, I’ll just take it, okay?”

That’s why we drive a wedge.

“I will… I will…”

There was only one answer to choose from, and Natasha had no choice but to choose it.

“Okay. Then I will explain the rules of the game. I’ll ask you one question at a time. If you answer, it’s your win. If you don’t, it’s mine. The time limit is 10 seconds.”

“That’s what I call…”

“Of course, I will take that into account and ask questions.

“…”

We do not accept rejections.

“Then, the first question. What is your sister’s name, Natasha?”

“Ah”

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I can’t answer that.

It was a question that Natasha could definitely answer, but it was also a question that she couldn’t answer because she was Natasha.

Despair fell on Natasha’s face.

It was because I realized that the ending was already decided.

“Timeout ends. Then I’ll take it.”