I Became an Attachment Doll Of the Infinite Regressor

Ugh…”

How much did I drink yesterday? It’s been a while since I poured alcohol on my bare body.

I usually use magic to detox at the right time, but I couldn’t do that yesterday because of the atmosphere. Tsk, I was crazy. I was out of my mind.

My head was a little dizzy. Naturally, I moved my right hand to put it on my forehead. Then I heard a strange sound.

Clang—

A cold metallic sound. A colder sensation wrapped around my wrist. What is this? The softness I feel on my back is definitely a bed, right? But it wasn’t just my right wrist.

Clang— Rattle—

My left wrist, both ankles, and even my waist. There were a total of five places where I felt this bizarre sensation.

If I tried to move each part beyond a certain distance, it endlessly restrained my body. I was startled and opened my eyes.

“What! Who is it!”

An unfamiliar ceiling… but not really. It wasn’t like I saw it often, but it was a ceiling I had encountered a few times. I quickly rolled my eyes around to look around.

Silver chains extended from each corner of the beds, binding my limbs, and a hemispherical restraint extended from about the middle of the mattress, tightly wrapping around my waist.

Surprisingly, there was no one nearby. I don’t know what kind of crazy bastard it is, but they went to all this effort to tie me up and didn’t even set up a guard?

I was dumbfounded. I immediately tried to draw up the magic power surging from my whole body… huh?

‘My magic power, it’s not moving?’

I looked at my body with a pale face. Thanks to that, I uttered a curse word after a long time.

“Damn it, a chain that blocks magic power? That’s all it takes?”

There are such things on the market, but their power is weak. It wouldn’t work on a high-level magician like me. But the restraints I’m wearing now are on a different level.

‘No, there’s still hope. The magic power injected into the chains is gradually fading. If I hold on a little longer, I can escape.’

Immediately after, I heard the sound of a door opening softly somewhere. Damn it, my magic is out of whack and I didn’t even know who was outside the door.

I turned my head, maintaining the most calm expression possible. Soon, my face lit up.

“Sarah? Is that you Sarah?”

Phew, that’s a relief. The woman who opened the door was my longtime companion. I don’t know what’s going on right now, but she’ll save me soon. Let’s find the culprit after that.

But why does she look like that? She looks like when we first met.