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Honestly, it was so big that I couldnât really feel it. If I had stopped at over 100 like Priscilla, I would have comforted her by saying that she really had a hard time.
The number of times close to 1500 isâ¦â¦ It was a number too absurd for me to hastily grieve with them, sympathize with them, or comfort them. If we just count the time weâve been alive, doesnât that mean itâs over 7,000 years?
[Now you know why I shared my memories while walking to the triple seal, right? Iâm not confident that I wonât break down even if Iâm pushed for that much time. I believe you fully understand. Even if you donât understand, thereâs nothing you can do, so just accept it. Anyway, if youâre reading this, it means you havenât reached the third seal yet, right?]
[Iâm giving this advice for myself, but it wouldnât be a bad idea to not regain my memories for the rest of my life. Even when I look at myself now, accepting how broken I am while repeating and repeating the world of a novel I wrote 1,463 times is a terrible thing to do. I donât know if I go back to the original worldâ¦â¦ Honestly, Iâm not sure if thatâs possible.]
[But if you really want to find your memories, I wonât stop you. Because it was a choice I made. And I have one favor to ask. I donât know who did this, but if you get the chance, give the guy who did this to me a hard punch. Itâs better if you feed it multiple times. Understand?]
[Finally, something I must never forget. My name is Lee Seo-ya. Born March 8, 2000. Understand? I am not Laura Ercarenchia or Crown Princess Cresenne von Euperantis Belium, but I am Seo-ah Lee. Just donât forget who you are. No matter what happens.]
[Never.]
As if it wasnât enough to just type it down, I checked the last word that was highlighted by underlining it with an asterisk, and then closed the notebook. Laura, or rather the possessed one, was staring at her from the side.
âThen you have no memory of the past at all? âThey say the memories of returning are still sealed.â
âThere is no memory itself, but the feeling remains. âItâs like what I felt about this place.â
In that case, it was understandable that as soon as he woke up, he screamed at the servants and that he destroyed and burned the whole place. For Laura at the time of her return, her imperial palace must have been no different from hell.
Laura must have sensed my pitiful gaze and calmly returned it.
âPlease give me sympathy someday when I find my memories. âThe person I am now has no right or reason to be looked at like that.â
âRecover your memories?â
ââ¦â¦ Actually, I donât know. I can roughly guess how I felt. âItâs still like this now, just a feeling, but I canât wait to see what will happen if I get my memories back.â
A small sigh was heard. Her hand was trembling slightly.
âIs there anything else to say? âI donât want to bring up old stories right now.â
âThere are many other stories. The content of the original novel you wrote. âIs that okay?â
Laura nodded her head.
âThen, this novel you wrote. Uh, so, the name is⦠â¦.â
âItâs âHow to survive as a heroâs childhood friend.'â
âOkay. That. Iâm a little sorry to say this in front of the author, but Iâve only seen the prologue. So, what was the genre? When I asked other possessors, they said it was Lily Lopan. âFor some reason, the title âfor nowâ bothers me.â
âFirst of all, Lily Ropanâ¦â¦ Huh. Thatâs right. âThatâs a very accurate expression.â
The corners of his mouth rose slightly as if in self-deprecation.
âThis was the second piece I wrote. But the problem is, my first work was a waste of dark fantasy. âThe main character suffers by rolling around a lot, the people around him become endlessly unhappy, and when he thinks a single incident can barely be resolved, he rolls over again indefinitely.â@@novelbin@@
When I heard the words âDark fantasy wasteland,â I reflexively thought of the first world and quietly composed myself. I guess I should say Iâm glad I wasnât dragged into the first work.
There is nothing more terrible than being dragged into a dark fantasy wasteland, returning alive, and then being dragged into a dark fantasy wasteland again.
âA person who had published over 300 episodes of that kind of thing suddenly tried to use a sweet lily version, so of course it didnât go well. No. Saying it didnât work would be a noble expression. Just screwed up. Really miserable. By how much, if you divide the money earned from start to finish, it was around 40,000 to 50,000 won per month? âAt least I saved up a little bit in the beginning because of the name value of the previous work, and if not, it would have been around 10,000 won.â
Perhaps because she was able to talk about her past for the first time in thousands of years, Laura looked much brighter than before, even though she was telling a not-so-good story.
Not only the facial expression but also the tone of speech has changed drastically. In fact, he even seemed excited.
âThe reason why I kept holding on to that was because I wanted to write. I was a reader before I was a writer. While watching other roman versions, I suddenly wanted to write it so much that I came up with the settings on the spot and started writing it. So whatâ¦â¦ âI didnât do any proper research beforehand, and since it was the first lily drama Iâd ever seen, I didnât know much about the genre, so I broke a lot of taboos.â
âYou didnât set the academy as a girlsâ school?â
âThat was the first one. I didnât know that it would be better to not have men appear at all in a lily drama, and more importantly, I failed to control the intensity of the despair. I put it in because I thought it was a mild case of exhaustion, but there are a lot of cases where people are hemorrhaging blood. âBecause my first work was so blatantly in that genre, my threshold must have risen significantly.â
â⦠â¦.â
âStill, there were people who watched it consistently, so I continued the series, but at some point, I lost interest. How can I serialize a work that I started out as interested but then lost interest? âI ended it by killing the demon lord and connecting the two main characters.â
If you mean the two main characters, do you mean Aria and Brunhild? At least the Arya and Brunhild I knew didnât seem to have that close of a relationship, so I felt strange.
âOn the surface it was complete, but by my standards, it was a rushed conclusion. Even though I tried to make it as invisible as possible, I couldnât even make the final boss appear at the beginning of the series. âIf there had been a reader who had noticed this, Iâm sure they would have left a comment asking why this person wasnât featured.â
There was one thing that came to mind when I heard that the final boss was spoiled and not allowed to appear. It was the demon god that Elisier had mentioned.
If that demon god was originally the final boss of the entire work, it would be possible to explain both the source of that strange black energy and the reason why the demon sword is mentioned to condemn the demon lord.
âCould it be that the final boss was a demon?â
ââ¦â¦ How did you know? Since the setting is that the goddess of the Starlight Church deals with light, I tried to use the concept of her dealing with darkness in contrast to the goddess. Did you show up? Already?â
âThatâs not it. âIâll explain later.â
Many of the questions were resolved, but not all were resolved. Didnât Priscilla, Rosaria, and Elisier all stutter as if their memories were vague after saying âfor nowâ it was Lily Ropan.
In that sense, if the explanation is that it was Lily Lopan, there is no reason to act as if the memory has disappeared.
âOh, and one more thing. âI guess you also designed the Starlight Churchâs saintly clothes?â
I suddenly remembered Rosariaâs attire and asked a question. The outfit was so outrageous that I couldnât even tell if it was clothes or a piece of cloth. Laura tilted her head.
âSaintâs clothes? Oh, that thing that a candidate for sainthood wears? âWhy is that?â
âWhy are you asking because you donât know?â
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âIâm asking because I really donât know. âIsnât it a rather ordinary design?â
ââ¦â¦ Ordinary? That is?â
As if he noticed something strange in my reaction, his squinting face became stiff.
âCan you please draw a picture? âIt seems like the saintâs clothes Iâm talking about and the saintâs clothes youâre talking about are very different.â
She immediately traced her memory and drew the saintâs attire that Rosaria wore. Although it had been a long time since she wore a sweater made with thread that connected starlight, it was such a shocking outfit that it still remained in her memory.
âUh⦠â¦.â
Laura took the picture I gave her and looked at it for a while. Then he frowned with a puzzled expression.
âWhat are these crazy clothes?â
ââ¦â¦ ?â
âWho would do such a thingâ¦â â¦.â
My mind was racing all the way to the Wizards Association. Since it wasnât Laura who designed the saintâs clothes, she wondered what had happened to her. There is no way the group could have distorted their memories.
There were several other places where the setting Laura remembered and the actual appearance of this world were different. It was mainly about womenâs clothing and the race called succubus.
ââ¦â¦ âI donât know.â
No matter how much I thought about it, I couldnât find anything in particular. There were clear limits to the information that could be obtained from Laura, and there was nothing to even guess about.
âAre you here?â
ââ¦â¦ ?â
As I entered the main gate of the association, a female wizard who had been jumping up and down after saying that Yonghwa had been cured was greeting me by kneeling on her floor and even writing down her honorific.
No matter how young I look, I am not ashamed of my age.
âWhat are you doing?â
âWouldnât it be better to please Mira as much as possible so that there are at least a few more losses?â
âI guess so.â
The female wizard, who had become sullen for a moment, immediately regained her vitality.
âClothes! Your new clothes look great on you! âIs that because it is supported by the original plate?â
She smiled bitterly and looked down. Instead of the academy uniform she usually wore, she was seen wearing a ceremonial suit delivered directly from the imperial palace.
The reason she didnât have a school uniform was simple. Because I lost it to Laura.
He said he would die of anxiety if left alone in the imperial palace, so instead of a bed, he knitted my school uniform, vest, dress shirt, and pants into a makeshift blanket, curled himself up on it, and fell asleep.
Thanks to this, she had to make various excuses to get her new clothes.
âAnd. And againâ¦â¦ Ah! Wait a minute!â
She somehow ignored the female wizard who tried to flatter her even once more and entered her main presentation room. The time showed 2 a.M., But the number of people was still 53.
She originally wanted to stay with Laura a little longer, but since they were harassing her so much, she thought it would be better to end things early, so she came to see her.
âI have a lot of work to do, so Iâll tell you quickly and finish it. First of all-â
âCould you please wait a moment?â
According to the hierarchy, I was just about to draw a few magic circles and finish, when the wizard sitting in front got down on her knees, bowed her head, and opened her mouth. She was terribly burdened.
âI have something to tell you. âI ask this question on behalf of everyone here.â
âJust speak normally. Normally. What?â
âDo you know of any other magic that does not exist in this world?â
Are you already looking forward to learning healing magic? They are truly amazing people.
âYes.â
There was no particular reason to hide it, so I answered yes. Dozens of pairs of eyes suddenly lit up.
âOh, ohâ¦â¦ ! Thenâ¦â¦ !â
âBut the one who is disappointed is not me, but you guys. Is not it?â
Everyone nodded desperately, as if they were in understanding.
âIs there anything else you want?â
âWell.â
I was about to say that we werenât there yet, but then I remembered that they were snooping around the room we were in almost once every five minutes.
âDo I have to say that with my own mouth?â
I guess Iâll try to get a little revenge.