Ch.128Chapter 128 – The Repairman Unleashes ‘Emotional’ Marketing!

Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuuck.

I don’t think I’ve ever cursed this much since coming to this world.

I disciplined one troublemaker, and suddenly the news spread everywhere…

Then apparently a flood of requests came in asking when the demonstration for my booth would be held.

So Shannon told me we’d have to hold the demonstration a day earlier than originally planned.

“Shannon.”

“Yes, Count.”

When I called her name in a deflated voice, she responded immediately.

But unlike usual, her voice was extremely tense.

“If I try to run away from here, do you think people will come after me?”

“Um… well… I believe the Imperial Knights would be dispatched to capture you…”

Sigh. The Imperial Knights came out of Shannon’s mouth—wait a minute.

Imperial Knights? Imperial Knights?

Why would the Imperial Knights be involved here?

‘Something feels off.’

I looked at Shannon’s face.

As I gazed at her, her green eyes were trembling unnaturally.

“Shannon, I want you to listen carefully to what I’m about to say.”

“Y-yes? Oh, yes. I understand.”

After taking a deep breath, I opened my mouth to ask Shannon what I was most curious about.

“Are His Majesty the Emperor and the Elder Minister visiting the academy?”

That was it—whether His Majesty the Emperor or the Elder Minister, or perhaps both, were visiting the academy’s autumn festival.

Honestly, I thought the academy security would be enough to capture me if needed.

But Shannon mentioned the Imperial Knights?

If someone in her position, who manages academy affairs in place of the chancellor, mentioned them, it must mean someone important enough to warrant Imperial Knight protection had come to the academy.

“Um… pardon? Well, I…”

And now Shannon is hesitating to answer, breaking into a cold sweat.

From her reaction, I sensed that my worst imagination had become reality.

His Majesty the Emperor.

Or the Elder Minister.

One of them.

Or in the worst case, both had come to see this festival.

“Haah…”

They say sighing drives away good fortune.

But how could I not sigh in this situation?

‘I don’t even have many materials I can gather right now…’

What could I possibly find here?

I had planned to reveal all the impactful things on the last day…

‘It’s like an unexpected day has suddenly been added to the schedule.’

But thinking about it carefully, this reaction isn’t necessarily bad.

‘It’s actually fortunate that people’s reaction to me is positive rather than negative.’

If people thought badly of me, they wouldn’t have requested an early demonstration.

They would have protested to drive me out or demanded my expulsion.

But if people submitted requests because they wanted to see my demonstration quickly… I’d already succeeded at least halfway.

If I had a goal for this festival, it was to raise my profile.

The fact that the Demon Cult was targeting me became established after the arithmancy shop explosion.

So rather than hiding my identity, I needed to firmly establish my presence to make the Demon Cult hesitate to attack me.

For someone like me with virtually no combat ability, it was too late to learn magic, swordsmanship, or various martial arts.

Self-defense might be different, but…

‘What could I do lightly that would attract people’s attention?’

People wanted to see my abilities with their own eyes.

So what could I offer them?

What method could stimulate people’s emotions while making them continue to look forward to my demonstration?

‘For emotional stimulation, making people recall memories is best…’

Huh?

Memories?

Wait a minute.

I just had a good idea.

‘Everyone has objects that hold memories.’

You know, like attachment dolls or blankets.

Usually, people stop keeping them not just because they grow up, but most importantly because they become ‘worn out’ and unusable.

All objects have a lifespan.

Because their durability isn’t infinite.

Even objects that seem to have infinite durability will eventually break when that durability runs out.

But my ability can restore worn-out items to look like new.

In other words, I’m going to appeal to people’s emotions today.

Sometimes in demonstrations, appealing to emotions is more effective than convincing reason.

People coming to see my ability aren’t looking for some “discovery of the century!” but rather for a surprising “shock show!”

Is Shannon still here?

“Shannon.”

“Ah, yes!”

“Can I post an announcement on the bulletin board?”

I should probably advertise using the Glesius Academy bulletin board.

For the title, something simple like… ‘We Will Restore Your Memories’?

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During the festival period, the Glesius Academy bulletin board served as a public notice board to deliver information to people.

Students participating in booths could use it to communicate what they wanted to announce, or the festival organizers could use it to inform people of important matters.

On the second day of the festival, there weren’t many postings on the bulletin board yet.

People were looking around the board to check information and visit booths.

Then, an employee from the Tower of Documents, Glesius Academy’s administrative office, appeared among the people.

He attached a sheet of paper to the bulletin board.

As the academy employee posted the paper, people’s attention immediately turned toward it.

“We Will Restore Your Memories?”

Someone read the title of the posting and then checked the information written below.

[We Will Restore Your Memories]

[Booth Host: Count Pathos Severio]

[Booth Location: Area 3-1, Special Booth No. 1]

[To prevent overcrowding, viewing is permitted, but participants are limited to 10 people.]

[Violators causing disturbances will be arrested on site by security forces.]

“What’s this? Restoring memories?”

“The booth name is interesting.”

People were intrigued by the name of the most attention-grabbing booth at this festival.

Restoring memories.

Just hearing the name, wouldn’t you think it might offer some kind of past experience?

However, people nodded as they read the part emphasized in bold letters.

[Participants will be selected randomly, and only those who bring objects with memories that are damaged beyond use are eligible.]

Objects with memories.

But with the condition that they must be damaged beyond use.

“If I need to bring an object with memories…”

“Hmm, I should go home and check. I wonder if they can fix the jewelry box my parents left me.”

After checking the contents of the bulletin board, people moved with their own thoughts.

Everyone had precious but broken items they could no longer use.

Being able to fix items with precious memories that couldn’t be repaired with money?

For people with objects holding unforgettable memories, this was an opportunity they couldn’t miss.

People who checked the posting began to move with hope.

Some with precious inheritances from their parents.

Some with memories left by beloved partners.

Some with the determination to revive irreplaceable items.

As people began to move with different thoughts and purposes, the academy’s autumn festival venue started to buzz with energy.

“Ho ho. People’s faces seem to be brightening up.”

“It seems that child is starting to make his move in earnest.”

Decatro IV and Bergen Steiler were watching the scene with their hoods pulled up.

Disguised Imperial Knights stood beside them.

“You also have objects with memories, don’t you?”

“Wouldn’t it be better to give this opportunity to the people of the Empire rather than having the Minister participate?”

“Hmm. If that’s your thinking, I won’t stop you, but…”

Decatro IV expressed doubt when Bergen Steiler showed no intention of participating in this demonstration.

But since it was the decision of a comrade who had been with him for a long time, he respected Bergen Steiler’s choice.

“It doesn’t have to be today. I plan to seek him out someday.”