ReLife Player Chapter 167

Relife Player 167

[Chapter 057]

[Displaced future (2)]

Presis memory is not Korean.

Her waist-length blonde hair, blue eyes, and unusually fair skin meant that she was not from this country.

The reason why she was not properly treated as a member of the twelfth position stems from this.

Some criticized it, saying that giving one of the 12 seats to an unknown foreigner was tantamount to betraying the country, while others argued that her nationality and status should be thoroughly investigated.

Even so, people couldn’t ignore the usefulness of magic that only she could use.

Some people said that she shouldn’t be banished to a foreign country because she uses magic like turning back time.

In the end, she was placed as a player who was a member of the Twelve, but was not treated as well.

‘Hey, witch! can you do well? If you can’t stop them, you have to pass the wires to Hoeryong station.

If that happens, it’s all over. Witch, if you’re not going to manifest a <miracle> like <National Virtuous Woman>, I’d better block it! okay?’

The gypsophila party had been on a mission with her, albeit briefly, during the second Uijeongbu recapture war.

At that time, Chook-sae, who laughed at her and looked down on her, looked at Kwak Woo-hyeok, who was returning, and asked.

Do you want to live like this?

She was calm even when she saw him getting angry like it was her own business.

I just answered in a calm tone, brushing my hair blowing in the wind.

‘It doesn’t matter anyway. It’s familiar to me.’

Then the witch said.

I just need a place to be.

All you have to do is make sure you need me.

‘Why?’

Eun-ha pointed her sword at the monsters that started to attack and asked.

he couldn’t understand

I couldn’t understand her living for just that reason.

‘Because it’s just a meaningless memory to me living in an eternity.’

A witch who was self-deprecating, saying she didn’t know how long she had spent.

‘So sometimes I want to leave it.’

She wrapped mana all over her body and began to take a step.

‘A moment with special meaning in a vast time frame.

A very precious memory to say that I was here.’

<Witch of Time> Prisis Memory.

Unlike <Star Counting Witch>, she was a person who called herself a witch.

Deeply versed in magic, she was a teacher whom Ha Baek-ryun respected and supported her as she ascended to the position of the second-generation fairy.

Until one day he disappeared without a word.

Even though she existed at this moment, she created an atmosphere that seemed to exist in a different time alone, but one day she suddenly disappeared.

☆

“How old is your sister?”

“I wonder why?”

“Huh? I’m just curious…” “If you’re curious, there must be a reason. “No, well, maybe…”

Eunhyuk was embarrassed when Seona snapped at him.

I was even saddened by it.

Why should he look at Seo-na as if he had made a mistake?

Even without a reason! you can wonder!

Isn’t that right, boss!?

Eunhyuk rolled his eyes here and there and asked Eunha for help.

Of course, Eunha did not offer a helping hand.

Out of consideration for Minji and Hayang, he only looked at the witch who sat with her butt on the edge of the chair.

“How old do you guys think I am?”

“Late twenties!”

“Like Minji said, I think I’m in my late 20s.” “Oh, yes? Thank you.”

Wearing a Halloween-like hat, she smiled at the children sitting next to her.

“Are you Eunha?”

“me?”

White asked from under the shade.

The galaxy whose name was called responded with a tone of disinterest.

“You’re right, White.” “Yeah, right?”

There is such a saying in the player industry.

There is nothing more foolish than asking the Age of the <Witch of Time>.

She doesn’t change a bit, as if out of time.

The woman he last saw before returning and the woman he was facing right now were as if they had been separated and pasted together in time.

No one in the world knows how old he is.

some said

She is a stranger who has been in this country since the Joseon Dynasty.

some said

She is a witch who fled to this country to avoid a witch hunt that took place in Europe in the 16th century.

As such, it was pointless to discuss her age.

“I don’t know either.”

“Ah, lie. How could you not know your age?” “Choi Eunhyuk, be quiet! Some people don’t want to tell me how old I am!”

Minji bruised Eunhyuk.

Prisis Memory just put on a subtle smile.

‘It’s pointless to count time. Where I am and what I am doing is the most important thing.’

‘Where am I and what am I doing?’

‘How old am I now, how many years I’ve been training… . Don’t try to define your existence by time.’

‘… … .’

‘It is not time that makes you strong. It’s a memory built up of where you were and what you did.

Among them, the memories that have precious value to you will become memories, and memories will become part of your existence.’

Eun-ha remembered the time she taught Baekryeon magic.

Her class was ambiguous.

Especially when I was told not to prove my existence with time, I couldn’t understand it.

At that time, he was proving his existence through the time he hated the monsters.

How frustrated Yoojung must have been.

Taking them with me, who was locked in trauma.

I only found out in my second life.

The memories that have been weaved so far are becoming one and forming oneself.

“By the way, did you come here alone?”

Minji asked as she lifted the witch hat that was eating half of her head with both hands.

Having returned the hat, Prisis Memory looked up at Hamnyeongjeon.

“I came alone. I had some time left on the way to the Mana Management Organization, so I’m going to look around Deoksugung Palace for the first time in a while…”

“Isn’t this your first time here?”

“The last time I came here was… when Gadddong closed his eyes.”

“Yes? When is that?”

Realizing that something was wrong, Hayang leaned forward.

Presis Memory just stared at Hamnyeongjeon in silence.

Hayang, it is useless to ask that person about the past.

Baekryeon gave up asking about the past after hearing from that person that she had seen Parisians storm the Bastille.

Eunha stuck out her tongue.

It was better not to know about her past.

I just asked and my head hurts.

He left White alone, who had fallen into the world, and pointed in the direction of the Mana Management Agency building.

“Are you going there?”

“That’s right. I’m going to go soon.”

The Mana Management Organization building was right next to Deoksugung Palace.

Eunha realized that today was the day to select the 2nd zodiac, after hearing what she had just said.

“Please do not be late.”

Presis Memory is a player selected as the 2nd zodiac.

If she didn’t arrive on time at all, she could lose one of her powers to support Baekryun.

Because you are the person who should be the twelfth seat.

Ji Yong-hyeon, Yoo Su-jin, and Do Wan-joon, who are selected as the 2nd zodiac, do not know much about them.

Ji Yong-hyeon is nothing more than a person who exists to hand over his seat to <Sinchang> Ryu Yeon-hwa, who will become the 3rd zodiac.

However, <The Witch of Time> and <The Witch Who Counts Stars> are different.

The two had to become the Twelve Seats in this life as well.

“I have to go now. Hi guys.”

“”””goodbye!!!!””””

Precis Memory did not ask the names of the children until the moment they parted.

It was but a fraction of the time she was wasting.

So, Eun-ha was going to send her away by waving her hand like a child.

“—What’s your name? Somehow… I feel like we’ll meet again someday.”

“…No Eun-ha.”

Eunha stopped for a moment.

He wondered if the <Witch of Time> had seen through his true identity.

Although it was just rain.

“…Eunha, Noh Eunha. Yes, I hope we can meet again sometime.”

She recited the name of the galaxy and turned around without regret.

Eunha stared at her as she walked away.

Kwak Woo-hyeok There is no way I will become that bastard.

Among the players selected for the second phase of the Twelve, there was one person who needed attention.

<Tunnel> Kwak Woo-hyuk.

I had told Lim Ga-eul before, and I had told Shin Seo-yeong, so he would never become the Twelve Chair.

So, in this life, I will move on to a better future.

☆

Mana Management Organization Office Building Auditorium.

Fairy Lim Ga-eul was closely examining the skills of the players who came up on stage.

The five zodiacs occupied their positions in the form of guarding her from left to right. <Index> Yoon Seong-jin did not come out of the top floor of the building today.

Finally, the people sitting at the front of the stand were high-ranking officials from the Mana Management Organization and other influential officials in the political world.

“…Yonghyun is here.”

The old man flapped his sleeve, which was drooping on one side, and chuckled.

<Sinchang> Namgung

nebula.

The old man who went down to Cheongju for recuperation was sitting down to fulfill his last role as the Twelve Seat.

It wasn’t enough.

<The Empress> Shin Seo-young was also evaluating the candidates.

“Next… is the Tempest Clan.”

Shin Seo-young looked at the sniper, who had only been graduating from the academy for a year.

I met eyes with Tempest Clanlord Kang Ye-hee, who was sitting in the stand across from me.

Kang Ye-hee bowed her head.

Shin Seo-young also bowed her head.

The sniper who came up on stage was one of the candidates to take the place of Sohn Ji-hee in <The Magic Bullet>.

“Look at that, that…, that one? Are you yawning in this situation?”

“It’s just someone like you.”

Hyeoncheol Kang giggled, pointing at the woman wearing headband-type hearing protection.

The woman, carrying a rifle larger than herself under one armpit, was rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning.

“By the way, I’m only 21 years old and I’m a candidate for the Twelve Seat…”

“I don’t think that’s what Park Hye-rim would say, right?”

“Hahaha… that’s right.”

Lim Ga-eul smiled and intervened in the conversation between Kang Hyeon-chul and Park Hye-rim.

Park Hye-rim let out an awkward laugh.

She, Kang Hyeon-cheol, and Lee Do-jin were the types who became the Twelve Seats in their early twenties.

Besides, she was a year younger than both of them.

At the age of 22, she was the youngest person to be called the Twelve.

In the world, it is called <The Holy Mother>.

“What does age matter? Skill matters.”

Baek Seo-jin shrugged.

The Twelve Seats nodded their heads at his words after experiencing Destruction at the End of the Century with Munjun and Namgung Sungwoon.

The audience watched <The Seed> Yoo Soo-jin’s abilities, sent by Tempest Clan.

Surprise passed across the faces of the people who at first had a look of sullenness.

“…I’m glad.”

Shin Seo-young was relieved to see the sniper clearing the smoke-emitting rifle from the muzzle.

Tempest Clan did not completely collapse even after losing Shin Myeong-hwan from <Railgun>.

Kang Ye-hee was developing her image as a Clan Lord, and Shin Myeong-hwan’s <The Sid> Yoo Soo-jin was showing off.

It seemed that she no longer had to worry about the Tempest Clan.

“It’s the Myeongwang Clan Road.”

Sujin Yoo went down the stage, and the next person came up.

The players sitting in the stands, including Lee Do-jin, corrected their postures.

Do Wan-joon from <Phantasm City> was nominated to replace Myeong-hwan Shin from <Railgun>.

Currently, the Zenith Clan Road was the most promising candidate for the Twelve seat along with Ji Yong-hyun.

“next….”

Lim Ga-eul took her eyes off Do Wan-joon, who had solved the fantasy, and looked for the next candidate.

The ranger and sniper divisions are all over.

The next section was the supporter section that replaced the <Florist> flame retardant paper.

“…foreigner?”

A few of the officials frowned.

Im Ga-eul and Shin Seo-young paid no attention to their reactions and watched the woman moving her long skirt.

<Witch of Time> Prisis Memory.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen it in person.”

Shin Seo-yeong was amazed to see the magic that she had only heard about happen in front of her eyes.

It was a magic that even she, who once looked into the providence of the world, could never use.

Even the bureaucrats who did not like <The Witch of Time> had no choice but to acknowledge the usefulness of the magic she showed.

“It’s okay, Peek.”

Lim Ga-eul smiled at the witch as she left the auditorium without paying attention to the stands.

The witch’s magic was so strong that the rest of the audience couldn’t remember the magic that the other supporters followed.

Thus, the support section was completed.

“Is there only one navigator division left?”

someone muttered.

The selection process was now left to the end.

It was the place to replace <Tian Yin> Oh Geon-hu. Originally, a telepathist should have been selected, but a navigator was chosen.

There were no players who stood out as telepathists, and Ain’s influence in the player industry was not that strong.

“When are you going to come out…”

Shin Seo-yeong was looking for only one of the navigators on stage.

A witch who was nominated for the <Witch of Time>.

However, no matter how much time passed, the witch she had been waiting for did not come up.

“Who is Song Yun-seo?”

Lim Ga-eul, who was still looking down at the stage, argued with the mana management organization official in an annoyed voice.

The official questioned left to find out what was going on.

After a while, the bureaucrat returned with a puzzled expression on his face.

“I… the fairy…” “Why? What do you say?”

“This…”

The official looked at her and handed out a letter.

Lim Ga-eul snatched the letter.

Shin Seo-young, who was sitting next to her, also shifted her gaze to the letter.

“”… … .””

The two of them read the contents of the letter and hardened their faces almost at the same time.

“Looks like I don’t have to.

ヽ(〃’▽’〃)ﾉ

I’m sorry, but I will resign.

─Song Yoon-seo-”

☆

『… Therefore, the Korea Mana Management Organization selects the Twelve Seats for the welfare of the nation and the protection of mankind as follows.

Zenith Clan

Yonghyun Ji

Tempest Clan

Sujin Yoo

Myungwang Clan

Wanjun Do

KK Clan

Huangshan County

Dangun Clan

Mora Yul

Presis memory

』