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    Phew…

    Phew…

    I couldn’t completely forgive Belze.

    She probably knows that too.

    On the one hand, I feel doubtful about my judgment in making such a decision.

    In this harsh situation where we have no choice but to make this choice, we just dig down in silence.

    Slippery?

    Phew… Phew…

    The more you dig down the hard ground.

    In the meantime, the happy memories I had with everyone in this town and this mansion flow by.

    My father was always worried about me when I was a delicate child, but he always looked at me with warm eyes and held me with his warm hands.

    Even if I didn’t show it, my mother silently looked after me and tried to protect the peace of the family and the safety of the village.

    and.

    When I was sick, sad, or having a hard time, my Asian sister always rushed to my side, stayed by my side, and hugged me more warmly.

    The happiness in peace that always seemed like it would last forever… really left me suddenly in just one moment.

    Phew…

    Phew…

    Why?

    Tears no longer flow.

    Drip.. Drip..

    The sunlight that had boasted clear weather just moments ago had disappeared everywhere.

    As if it was about to rain, one or two drops began to reveal their presence from the gloomy sky and repeatedly hit my body.

    Excellent sorghum…

    cold.

    Countless drops fall all over my body, as if trying to come to my senses.

    Does the world even recognize my feelings?

    Grumbling..

    Instead of my dried up tear ducts, the sky cried on my behalf, and rainwater slowly pooled around my eyes.

    When I close my eyes, I once again face this reality that is difficult to face, relying on the rain running down my cheeks.

    Phew…

    Under a huge tree with green leaves behind the mansion.

    Shumi and Asia..

    And my father fell into a deep sleep.

    I think Janes, who left first, will guide everyone safely.

    Drip, drip…

    As I silently face the cold and heavy shower, I just… quietly stay in this place.

    "It’s very cold, right..?"

    “sorry.”

    “Because Ash’s tears don’t come out… I guess the sky is crying instead.”

    Phew…

    I place Sister Asia’s great sword on the grave where everyone is buried, and hang between the handles the [Small Flame Brooch] that my father kept until the end.

    Rattling..

    “It will get warm soon.”

    I make the surroundings warmer through the [Small Flame Brooch], which is full of magical power.

    I decide to let go of this feeling, calmer than ever before.

    “I will definitely come back with my mother.”

    "Until then…"

    "Until then… please wait just a little longer, even if it’s cold."

    My father’s last expression still remains in my mind.

    How scary and lonely it must have been.

    I will never forget the last days of my father, who never lost his smile even in the face of fear and despair.

    Ssss..

    "……."

    Belze, who was looking at his miserable back from afar, was trembling with these heavy emotions.

    I couldn’t get close to Dahyun.

    It was clear that the thought of having to do something was shameless for him.

    I hated myself so much for being so disgusting, but Dahyun forgave me.

    Of course I know.

    The fact that he didn’t completely forgive himself.

    That doesn’t mean I ask for forgiveness from him.

    If death is the way he wants, he can make it happen.

    Ssss..

    A moment of silence passes, and Dahyin, who has finished saying her final greetings, turns around more slowly and looks at Belje, who was waiting.

    He was not discouraged by hard training.

    Dahyin’s blue eyes, which never died in any situation, were so empty that it was difficult to find any life in them.

    Strong..

    Dahein’s haggard appearance makes Belje feel even more disgusted.

    "Let’s go in.."

    Da-hein quietly passes by Belje, indifferently wiping the rain from her eyes.

    Velze carefully follows him with his ears and tail drooping.

    ***

    I sat down the limp Belze and started talking to those who had been there.

    Clearly, her help was needed to figure out the cause of this situation.

    "I was endlessly hungry.."

    “No matter how much I ate… I was so hungry.”

    Belje has explained that his consciousness remained the same even in the situation where he was going crazy.

    “But… it was so delicious I couldn’t stop.”

    “Am I really strange?”

    Her words were more shocking than I expected.

    Slippery!!

    It is said that this black slime sticks to the body, making it somewhat immune to mental shock, but it was difficult to hide the embarrassment upon hearing her story.

    Belze said with difficulty that she personally killed Master Beljab, her only family member and teacher, and her idol, her mother, and ate everything.

    “Do you know what my mother said to me?”

    "Eat slowly.."

    Even though he himself was being eaten, Master Belzab was thinking about the weight of the sin that such a daughter would bear in the future.

    Hot…

    I hold Belze’s shoulder as he struggles to speak in a trembling voice.

    "You can stop.."

    How terrible it must have been…

    What if I hadn’t remembered all of this?

    I had no choice but to understand how she felt, so I tried to stop her from speaking with her own mouth.

    It was clear that it was a past that I wanted to forget.

    ***

    After sobbing for a while, Belze regains his composure and slowly reminds him of the whole incident.

    "Belze…"

    “Do you remember who made you like that?”

    “Someone must have approached.”

    If Beelze was a {mark} like Ver, a vessel that {pieces} could carry, it would not have caused such a rampage without any warning.

    From my experience, I knew that its power was clearly revealed through the fruit of {Extria}.

    "I felt an unpleasant magical power.."

    "Dark purple magic power.."

    In that brief moment of consciousness, Belze recalled the unpleasant magic that had enveloped his body.

    “At that moment, an unbearable hunger made me unable to stop.”

    “Among them all, the blind purpose that came to mind that I had to do most moved me.”

    “I need to eat that magic stone that my mother had.”

    Belze’s last words immediately reminded me of the ominous magic stone I had obtained after defeating [Mutant Lilgom].

    'Then.. Belze is definitely a {mark} to contain the {piece}.'

    'That magic stone is {Gluttony Piece}??'

    After organizing all the situations step by step, I was able to understand the whole story to some extent.

    'If that magic stone is… that is, a {piece}.'

    Clearly, when Belje consumed magical power, the text window that appeared before my eyes still referred to her as {Mark}.

    "Belze… Then did you eat that magic stone?"

    I keep a calm expression and slowly wait for her answer.

    “No… follow the smell. “I came here.”

    “I’m so hungry…”

    Belze could no longer open his mouth.

    It was me now who faced that scene.

    'You must remain calm.'

    Now I couldn’t let personal feelings obscure the essence of the problem.

    'First of all.. Vert, the {Sculpture of Sloth} at the {Royal Academy}.’

    'And Martina, the {Piece of Greed} who took control of {Fornon Castle} where {Istria} was located.’

    'Right now, before my eyes, Belze is still at the stage of {mark}.'

    According to what Ver, {Piece of Sloth}, said… He said that by consuming my magical power, he could recall memories of his past life.

    "Belje."

    “When you drank my blood… did you remember anything?”

    “Someone else’s memories or something like that.”

    Belze, who was unable to make eye contact and simply turned his head left and right, soon began to lower his head.

    'Why?'

    'I heard you said that if you consume my magical power, you can recall memories of your past life?

    'Is it because she is still in the {mark} stage?'

    Belze’s state can be seen more clearly through {monomistic senses}.

    She had vastly more magical power than when I first met her.

    A memory that reminds me of nothing.

    The magic power of {mark} has become more powerful.

    When I think about it… When I woke up after falling asleep in the same bed as Ber, her magic greeted me in a more amplified state.

    That means…

    My magical power serves as a key that releases or strengthens the power of those {pieces}.

    What brings back memories of those {pieces}. I could guess it was something else.

    'Seo, really.?'

    At that moment.. pop!! A mysterious fruit that came to mind.

    It was the fruit of {Extria}.

    I saw with my own eyes that {Piece of Sloth} had completely awakened after Sein ate the fruit of the unknown {Extria}.

    Then… the fruit of {Extria} is the key to restoring the memories of the {fragments}.

    And when the fruit was eaten, the {Extria} disappeared as if it could no longer bloom, which could be assumed to be the key to unlocking the {fragment}’s memories.

    thinking back..

    This was evidence I could see just by thinking back to when Martina imprisoned me.

    Even though she desperately wanted my magical power, she couldn’t recall any memories of her past life.

    It feels like all the puzzles have come together.

    Martina…

    In other words, the reason Martina, who possessed the {Piece of Greed}, induced a war in order to sacrifice a large amount of magical energy as the wealth of {Extria}… was to regain the memories of her lost past life.

    I try to suppress my rising anger for a moment and maintain my composure.

    Then, the biggest question was who was the culprit of the black-purple magical power that stimulated Belze.

    The dark blue magic power is Ver, {Piece of Sloth}.

    The black magic power is {Piece of Greed}, Martina.

    And the black-brown magic power is Belze, who has the {Mark of Gluttony}.

    ‘Other {pieces}… are targeting my surroundings.’

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