episode_0208

unknown.

It’s definitely a name given in the sense of ‘having no name’…

Still, a name is a name.

The name I gave him is an unknown person who uses the name name instead of an unknown name.

“Isn’t it funny? That a heartless person who didn’t even give the slaves he took in a name and left without saying a word is hailed as a hero in the world…”

So when I heard this, I was overcome with the feeling of being hit in the back of the head.

I didn’t give you a name?

It was so absurd that I was just about to say that Nameless was your name.

“When we meet again, I want to ask you why you did that to me. Then why did you pat my head? What was I to you? No, think about it. It’s strange. Normally, when you pick up a child without any relatives, you send them to a wealthy home or to an institution. Isn’t it normal to send it away? The fact that a person who was just looking for a place to take me took me, doesn’t that mean he at least had some kind of affection for me? A person like that just left without saying a word to me? He’s not good at talking and has no discernment. “Is it okay to leave a child alone who isn’t doing well and don’t care what happens? Aren’t you really crazy?”

“······.”

However, I had no choice but to become dumb again due to the rap-like laments of an unknown person that poured out right after that.

I’m in big trouble.

I was planning to tell you right away that I am your master.

The moment you reveal it, you will have to answer all of the unknown person’s numerous questions.

Of course, if necessary, I will do it.

I have no intention of avoiding it.

In fact, that day, the day I disappeared from this world, I had no preparations for obscurity.

Instead of worrying about Unknown, I had almost forgotten about Unknown.

I’m so sorry I feel like I’m dying.

I want to apologize even now, but…

‘This guy. ‘I’m not ready to accept it yet.’

No matter how you look at it, Nameless is not looking for answers to the questions he just raised.

It is not a question that expects the other person to answer.

Probably, no matter what answer is given, Nameless will not be satisfied.

Unknown’s thoughts, which were pouring out rapid-fire raps, were directed somewhere other than Eugene.

This is not anger directed at an individual named Eugene.

Endless doubts about one’s identity.

An inexplicable feeling of alienation.

And all the doubts about the source of my talent piled up and piled up.

I’m just pouring everything into Eugene, a punching bag who is no longer in this world.

‘Did I say that my memories before I disappeared were vague?’

Maybe that’s the problem.

All my memories before I disappeared are blurry.

Since the only thing left is the result of me abandoning the unknown and leaving, am I bound to resent it more than necessary?

In fact, my responsibility was not small, so I became solemn and had nothing to say.

‘ah······.’

At that time, the image of the unknown person from before is drawn before my eyes.

A skinny girl who spoke little, or didn’t even know how to speak.

When you pat its head, it droops down a lot and looks happy as if it has the world.

Also, that little girl who was anxious to help me in some way and be praised…

“What’s wrong, uncle? Where does it hurt?”

“no······.”

It has grown like this.

Now, it may be rude to call her a girl.

It’s a lady. A decent lady.

It’s only been 3 years, but I wonder how it has grown so much…

Since he had a strange constitution that allowed him to transform into a spider in the first place, it was no wonder that his growth rate was different from that of normal humans.

Is it just my constitution that is strange?

From the time I couldn’t even speak properly, I knew how to manipulate my soul.

However, paradoxically, he has no soul and is truly unique, something that cannot be described in words.

I lived like that for over 3 years.

Without anyone to explain.

Wandering around looking for answers on my own.

When I think about it that way, I don’t think it’s entirely wrong for all that anger to be directed at me.

From an unknown person’s perspective, he is like the father who abandoned him when he was so young that he can’t even remember his face.

It is natural that all resentment is directed at me.

It’s a punching bag that will never come back again, and will literally take your resentment for the rest of your life…

“Let’s make a contract.”

“What contract?”

“Right now, I’m in trouble because I can’t be seen by people. That’s why I’m having so many troubles.”

“Is it difficult? Isn’t it actually beneficial? You can just steal food without paying.”

“It’s so simple to think…”

“I’m just kidding, hehe. It would be a bit difficult to stay like that for the rest of my life. So?”

“That’s why I need your help. I think your abilities can be a clue to solving my problem now.”

I always felt like something was missing.

It feels like one part is missing.

But now the parts have rolled in front of me.

The owner of the ability to manipulate souls at will.

He even used magic to create an illusion that was infinitely similar to the world inside.

If we take just one step further from here, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to create an inner world.

This means that he is worth teaching.

“Hmm… then what do I get?”

“Your master. He seems like someone I know well. I’ll let you meet him after everything is done.”

“······?”

The atmosphere suddenly became cold.

An unknown person opens his eyes blankly and looks at me blankly.

No, glaring would be more accurate.

Perhaps surprised by the look in his eyes, the floating wisps slightly subsided, and Mijeong lowered her posture and got into a fighting stance.

“Are you alive…?”

After licking my lips for a while, a trembling voice whispers.

Half suspicion, half disbelief.

And half hope.

It’s a face where it’s hard to tell whether it wants to be alive or dead.

“I’ll let you know when it’s over.”

“Wait a minute! It’s important to me! So, first of all, whether I’m alive or dead-”

“It’s important to me, too. You said it was a contract. If it was something that could be resolved with a raw herd, I wouldn’t have even proposed it in the first place. So what are you going to do?”

“······.”

Unknown, who had been yelling excitedly while holding my sleeve and leading me, closed his mouth.

I can’t say anything hastily.

Because I have no idea what kind of reaction Anonymous will have when I tell him that I am Eugene.

In the worst case scenario, he might destroy the contract and everything and declare that he will not help me.

Now that I see only ignorance as a way to restore existence, I can never do anything to change ignorance’s attitude.

“You’re lying, right? Yerina said that there are a lot of fraudsters in the world. I heard that there was once a fraudster human man who came to Falana pretending to be shipwrecked and tried to seduce Queen Falana.”

“······.”

That’s me too.

I was about to say it, but I swallowed it and threw it down the back of my throat.

“It’s a lie… It’s true…”

“You can judge for yourself. There is no more information to share.”

“······.”

As I resolutely removed his hand, Nameless stood without saying a word and began to tremble.

Does it take time to think about it?

Probably not.

The answer is already out there.

“I understand… I will help you. You can help me. Instead, if you fooled me, you will have to pay.”

We have no choice but to hold hands.

Even anonymous knows well that I am somehow suspicious and strange.

And that goes for me too.

I wonder if this person really knows something, so I have no choice but to believe it even if it means being deceived.

‘He’s still a kid.’

When it comes to earnestness, mine is much more earnest.

They don’t even know that the initiative is theirs and they are dragged along like a dog on a leash.

In fact, the leash is not even hung around his neck.

I’m really glad that Moo-myeong is still young.

“If you fake it, you’ll really die. It looks like you’re doing it too, but I think if I go all out, it’ll be a 1-second cut, right?”

“Huh. That’s really scary.”

“Did you just laugh at me? Huh?!”

“I wasn’t laughing at you.”

“Oh, that’s right! Why don’t you try your skills here?”

Nameless gets angry and clenches his fists.

I wasn’t really laughing at you.

It’s so embarrassing.

“It’s okay. Why bother?”

“Hmph. Ha. I guess I was scared, right? I was scared that I would lose.”

“Okay. It’s true that you’re scared, so let’s move first.”

“Ugh it’s frustrating!!!”

“No, even if you guess, it’s a mess…”

“You keep treating me like a child!”

“It’s not like that, so let’s go. Go.”

“······Where are you going?”

“Let’s eat first.”

“My uncle buys it.”

“I still wanted to buy a meal.”

“Ugh. Suddenly something feels off. I guess I’ll just live there. Even though I’m like this, I have a lot of money.”

“Either way.”

The first day of reuniting with Nameless.

I learned one thing.

An unknown person talks a lot.

There really are a lot.

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[······.]

Tidik. Tidik. Tick. click.

Long mechanical fingers tapping on the typewriter.

The completed documents are lifted by the machine tongs and piled up one by one.

And then the last chapter.

When I closed the cover, a stamp was stamped on it.

Stacks of documents stamped with Allied top secret information were immediately packed and moved into a thick safe.

The entire process was taking place in a huge fortress where there was no one there, with mechanical arms and springs moving in unison.

[joy. Hehehehe. Heheheheung······.]

Inside the fortress, a humming sound is heard from somewhere.

Although the voice was very human-like, the occasional noise mixed in proved that the voice was that of a machine.

The owner of the singing voice is a maid wearing a maid uniform…

She was a maid with only her upper body remaining.

Click, click, click.

Her frail, skeletal mechanical arm keeps pounding away at the typewriter.

Non-stop.

And without mistakes.

Then, at some point, a radio call came in.

“Linda, please erase all records of today’s events. I will designate them as top secret and keep them as handwritten documents only.”

[yes. All right.]

Her mechanical hand fell from the typewriter as she responded in a cheerful voice.

The safe door she was looking at opened, and a pile of documents was moved from inside and thrust in front of her.

I erased the part with the ‘Top Secret’ stamp with ink, then stamped it with another stamp and covered it over it.

Top secret.

This meant that it was classified at a level where archive storage was prohibited.

This document is now subject to deletion.

[joy. Hehehehe…]

But instead of throwing the pile of documents into the fire pit, her mechanical hand began to carefully flip through them one by one.

Hangul letters and more Hangul letters.

Her pupils moved rapidly and she began to read everything without missing a single word.

After finally devouring the entire thick pile of documents, the mechanical hand threw them into the incinerator without any hesitation.

[Order completed~]

Today again, I completed the order without any mistakes.

No mistakes.

okay. Without any mistakes.