ReLife Player

Chapter 166

[Disrupted Future (2)]

Precis Memory is not Korean.

Her golden hair flowing down to her waist, blue eyes, and notably pale skin indicated that she was not native to this country.

The reason she, as one of the Twelve Seats, did not receive proper treatment stemmed from this fact.

Some criticized the act of giving one of the twelve seats to an unidentified foreigner, likening it to selling out the country. Others argued that her nationality and status needed to be thoroughly investigated.

Still, people could not ignore the usefulness of the magic that only she could wield.

Some said she shouldnt be banished to another country because she could do things like turn back time.

In the end, she became a player of the Twelve, but one who was not treated as such.

Hey, witch, you can do it, cant you? If you dont stop them, youll have to take the front to Hwaryeong Station.

Unless you can manifest a <Miracle> like the <Queen> , I want you to stop them, okay?

The Mist Flower Party had worked with her before, albeit briefly, during the Second Reclamation of Uijeongbu.

At that time, <Prattler> Choksae laughed at her and looked at <Landman> Kwak Woo-hyuk, who was walking away, and asked, Do you really want to live like this?

Did she want to live like this?

Even when he showed his anger like it was his own business, she remained calm.

She flicked her golden hair and replied in a calm tone.

It doesnt matter, Im used to it.

Thats what the witch said.

As long as theres a place for me.

As long as someone needs me.

Why?

Eunha asked, pointing his sword at the monsters that had begun to attack.

He couldnt understand.

He couldnt understand her living for that reason.

Its nothing more than meaningless memories for me, living in a time that feels like eternity.

The witch, who had spent goodness knows how long, self-deprecatingly said.

So sometimes, I want to leave something behind.

As she wrapped her body in mana and began to move forward,

A moment that holds special meaning in this vast expanse of time.

Memories that I can say I was here, memories that I treasure.

<Witch of time> Precis Memory.

Unlike <Stargazing Witch>, she was a self-proclaimed witch.

Skilled in magic, she was a mentor to Ha Baek-ryeon and a source of support for her as she ascended to the position of the second-generation fairy.

Until one day, she disappeared without a word.

She was a woman who seemed to exist in the here and now, but who also seemed to exist in another time.

How old is noona?

Why do you want to know that?

Eh? Im just curious.

If youre curious, there must be a reason, Choi Eunhyuk. You dont even have a reason, but you still asked?

No, well, it could be.

Eunhyuk felt embarrassed when Seona shot him a look.

He felt unfairly treated.

Why does he have to look at Seonas eyes as if hes the one who did something wrong.

Even without a reason! People can be curious, right!

Right, Captain!?

Eunhyuk rolled his eyes here and there, silently seeking help from Eunha.

Of course, Eunha didnt extend a saving hand.

He only stared at the witch, sitting on the edge of the chair, considering Minji and Hayang.

How old do you guys think I look?

Late 20s!

I think the same too, like Minji said.

Oh, really, thanks.

Tilting her hat, suitable for Halloween, the woman smiled at the children sitting next to her.

How about you, Eunha?

Me?

Hayang asked from the shadow.

Eunha responded with an indifferent tone, not interested in his name being called.

Well, Hayang is probably right.

Yeah, probably.

There was a saying in the player world.

Theres nothing more foolish than asking the <Witch of Time> her age.

She doesnt change a bit, as if shes been removed from the flow of time.

The last time he saw her before the regression, and the one he sees now, are no different as if shed been ripped out of time and pasted back in.

Who in this world would know how old that person is?

Some say shes a foreigner whos been in this country since the Joseon era.

Others say shes a witch who fled to this country to escape the witch hunts in 16th century Europe.

It was pointless to debate her age.

I dont know.

Oh, youre lying. How can you not try to guess her age?

Choi Eunhyuk, shut up! Some people dont want to talk about how old they are!

Minji slapped Eunhyuk.

Precis Memory only smiled faintly.

Counting time is pointless, because what matters most is where I am and what Im doing.

Where and what am I doing?

How old I am now, how many years Ive been living. Dont try to define your existence by time.

.

Its not time that makes you strong. Its the memories of where youve been and what youve done.

Those memories that have value to you will become cherished memories, and memories will become a part of who you are.

Eunha remembered the time when she had taught Baek-ryeon magic.

Her lessons were ambiguous.

He didnt understand, especially when she told him not to prove his existence with time.

He was proving his existence with the time he spent hating monsters.

How frustrating it must have been for Yoo-jung.

Dragging me and those guys who were trapped in trauma along.

It wasnt until his second life that he understood.

That the memories hed been weaving together had come together to make him who he was.

And unnie, you came here alone?

Minji asked, lifting the witchs hat from her head with both hands.

Taking the hat back, Precis Memory looked up at Hamnyeongjeon.

Im here alone, I was on my way to the Mana Management Organization and had some time to kill, so I thought Id take a look around Deoksugung for the first time in a while.

This isnt your first time here?

The last time I was here was, when the little dog closed its eyes.

What, when was that?

Sensing that something was amiss, Hayang leaned forward.

Precis Memory didnt say anything, just looked at Hamnyeongjeon.

Ha-yang, asking her about the past wont help.

Baek-ryeon gave up asking about her past after hearing that she witnessed Parisians storming the Bastille prison.

Eun inwardly clicked his tongue.

It was better not to know her past.

It would only give him a headache if he asked. So, Eunha just pointed toward the direction where the mana management organization building was.

Thats where were going, right?

Thats right. We should get going.

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

It wasnt until Eunha heard her reply earlier that he realized that today was the day for the selection of the Second Generation of the Twelve Seats.

Dont be late.

Precis Memory was the player to be selected for the Second Generation of the Twelve Seats

If she didnt arrive on time, Baek-ryeon could lose one of the supporting forces.

She is the one who must become a Twelve Seat.

People like Ji yong-hyun, Yoo Soo-jin, and Do Wanjun, selected for the 2nd generation of the Twelve Seats, werent that important.

Ji Yong-hyun is only there to give way to <Divine Spear> Ryu Yeon-hwa, the newcomer who will become the third generation of the Twelve Seats.

But <Witch of Time> and <Stargazing Witch> are different.

They had to become part of the Twelve Seats in this life as well.

I have to go now. Bye, kids.

Goodbye!!!!

Precis Memory didnt ask the children their names until the moment of parting.

For her, it was only a small part of the time that passed.

So Eunha was about to send her on her way, waving like the children did.

Whats your name? Somehow I feel like well meet again someday.

Im No Eunha.

Eunha paused for a moment.

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

It was only a hunch.

Eunha, Eunha, yes, I hope we can meet again sometime.

She recited the name of Eunha and turned away.

Eunha watched her walk away in disbelief.

Kwak Woo-hyuk wont make it.

Among the players being selected for the Second generation of the Twelve Seats, there was one who demanded attention.

<Landman> Kwak Woo-hyuk.

Ive told Im Gaeul before and Ive told Shin Seo-young too, he wont become one of the Twelve Seats.

So, lets move towards a better future in this lifetime.

The Great Hall of the Mana Management Organization.

Fairy Im Gaeul was watching the players on the stage carefully.

The five Twelve Seats were positioned around her, guarding her left and right.

<Index> Yoon Sung-jin didnt come out of the top floor of the auditorium today.

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

Yong-hyun is up now.

The old man chuckled, one side of his drooping sleeves fluttering.

<Divine Spear> Namgung Seong-un, who had descended to Cheongju for treatment, was sitting in his seat, preparing to fulfill his last role as one of the Twelve Seats.

But that wasnt all.

He wasnt the only one.

<Queen> Shin Seoyoung was also evaluating the candidates.

Next up is, Tempest Clan.

She looked over at the sniper, who had only graduated from the Academy a year ago.

Her eyes locked with Tempest Clan Lord Kang Ye-hee, who was sitting in the stands across from her.

Kang Ye-hee bowed her head.

Shin Seo-young bowed in return.

The sniper on stage was one of the candidates to replace <Demon Bullet> Son Ji-hee.

Look, look Is she yawning in this situation?

Its just like you.

Kang Hyun-cheol pointed at the woman wearing a headband-type hearing protection gear, her rifle bigger than herself, yawning with sleepy eyes.

Shes only 21, by the way, and shes a candidate for the Twelve.

That doesnt sound like something a player like Park Hye-rim would say, does it?

Hahaha, I guess so.

Im Gaeul smiled and interrupted Kang Hyun-chul and Park Hye-rims conversation.

Park Hye-rim forced a laugh awkwardly.

She, Kang Hyun-cheol, and Lee Do-jin were the type of players who became Twelve Seats in their early twenties. Moreover, she was one year younger than both of them. At 22 years old, she was called the youngest Twelve Seat.

In the public, she was known as the <Holy Mother>

What does age matter? Skills are whats important.

Baek Seo-jin shrugged his shoulders.

The Twelve Seats nodded in agreement to Baek Seo-jins words, who had experienced the <End of the Century Destruction> alongside Moon Joon and Namgung Seong-un.

The Twelve watched the abilities of Yoo Soo-Jin, The Seed sent by Tempest Clan.

Initially, the faces of those who had been indifferent were filled with surprise at her abilities.

Its fortunate.

Shin Seo-young sighed in relief as she watched the sniper clearing the stage.

Tempest Clan hadnt completely fallen even after losing <Railgun> Shin Myung-hwan. Kang Ye-hee was shaping up as a Clan Lord, and Yoo Soo-jin, <The Seed>, was showing her prowess.

She no longer had to worry about Tempest Clan.

Myungwang Clan Lord.

Yoo Soo-jin descended from the stage, and the next person came up.

Players, including Lee Do-jin, sitting in the stands, immediately straightened their postures.

Do wanjun is the candidate to replace Shin Myung-hwan.

He was currently the most likely candidate for the twelve seats alongside Genesis Clan Lord Ji-yong-hyun.

Next up is.

Im Gaeul shifted her gaze away from Do Wanjun, who had dispelled the illusion, and looked for the next candidate.

The Ranger and Sniper categories were over.

The next category was for supporters, replacing <Florist> Bang Yeon-ji.

A foreigner?

Several of the officials frowned.

Im Gaeul and Shin Seoyoung paid no attention to their reactions and instead focused on the woman moving forward, swaying her long skirt.

<Witch of Time> Prescis Memory.

Its my first time seeing her in person.

Shin Seoyoung marveled as she watched the magic she had only heard of in rumors take place before her eyes. It was a magic that even she, who had once seen into the workings of the world, could never wield.

Even the bureaucrats who despised the <Witch of Time> couldnt help but recognize the usefulness of her magic.

Not bad, Pick.

Im Gaeul smiled as she watched the witch leave the auditorium without a glance toward the stands.

The witchs magic stuck in the audiences minds so strongly that they didnt remember the other supporters subsequent performances.

Thus concluded the Supporters category.

Only the Navigator category remains.

Someone muttered.

The selection process was coming to an end.

It was time to replace <Heavenly Sound> Oh Geonhoo. Originally, they were supposed to select a telepath, but they decided to select a navigator.

There werent any players who stood out as telepaths, and Ains influence in the player world wasnt very strong.

When are you coming out.

Shin Seo-young was looking for one person among the navigators on stage.

The witch who was nominated with <Witch of time> .

But time passed, and the witch she was waiting for didnt come up.

Wheres Song Yunseo?

Im Gaeul asked the Mana Management Organization official in an irritated voice as she stared down at the stage.

The official left to find out what was going on.

A few moments later, the official returned, unable to hide his embarrassment.

I, fairy.

What? What did she say?

This.

The official held out the letter to her.

Im Gaeul snatched it up.

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

.

Both of them stiffened almost simultaneously as they read the contents of the letter.

It looks like you dont need me.

Im sorry, but I will resign.

Song Yunseo

Therefore, for the sake of the well-being of the nation and the protection of mankind, the Korean Mana Management Organization selects the following Twelve Seats.

-Genesis Clan-

Ji Yong-hyun

-Tempest Clan-

Yoo Soo-jin

-Myungwang Clan-

Do Wanjun

-KKClan-

Huang San

-Dangun Clan-

Moraul

Precis Memory

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