# 100
Marianne was speaking as if she was revealing the secrets of an enemy country. In a low, vague voice, she said:
“Tampering with memory is a really risky procedure.”
Darren answered in a calm voice:
“Ah… yeah, I thought so.”
Marianne continued in a more emphatic tone:
“Yes, removing a superficial scar is one thing, but repairing a hole in the abdomen where the intestines fall out and have to be sutured and adjusted is very difficult work, isn’t it?”
Deyarin said emphatically:
“Of course.”
Deyarin had had similar experiences in his life, and he understood very well that it was easier to treat someone who looked covered in blood, while it was more difficult to treat someone who looked healthy but whose health was in danger internally.
Of course, tampering with memory, which is something invisible, would be much more difficult.
Then he wondered: Why was Marianne talking about this?
Marianne said with a touch of understanding:
“You understand this difficulty, which is why I said ‘the amount is not a problem’.”
Deyarin replied:
“Ah.”
Now Deyarin began to understand. These negotiations were about price. Since the amount was not important at this moment, his goal was to obtain treatment.
Darren took a deep breath and said:
“For me, money is not a problem, because the person I need is a dear friend. If the amount is not enough, I will borrow it to pay it.”
Marianne said with a smile:
“Ah, your beautiful words will definitely influence the ruler.”
Marian seemed to admire Diarren's honesty, and her eyes began to become kinder. But Dayarin's plan was not just to pay money for treatment. In fact, what she wanted was to get his memory back. What he was asking her now was to erase some memories.
Deyarin began to follow her steps carefully to get what she wanted:
“But… although I do not doubt the ruler’s greatness...”
Marianne said with a smile:
“Yes, speak freely, don’t hesitate.”
Darren answered cautiously:
“I just wanted to know if this was really possible. I didn't know until after I got here...”
“Ah! Of course first-time magic can be scary. If you want, you can simply try it.”
Is it that easy?
Dayarin was surprised at how easy it was to achieve her goal.
Even though she was the Vice-President of the Imperial Palace Temple, she did not expect that money could achieve everything to this degree.
...I learned a lesson. Yes, this is how work should be.
Dearyn nodded her head thoughtfully.
“Can I try it now?”
“Simple experimentation is possible immediately. If the memories are old and complex and need to be removed one by one, this will be more difficult, but simple things can be done easily.”
"How's that going? Can I try?"
If she understood the way divine power worked and flowed, she could reverse it as well.
This was the goal that Dayarin had planned from the beginning.
Being herself is the testing experience, and after she has tested it, she tries to apply it to Ceres. At least, since she had divine power, she could defend herself if necessary.
If Marianne doubted divine power, she could pretend she knew nothing about it, and there was a good example called Charlotte.
Hema: To whom did Charlotte hide that she considered her divine power?
“Does the person who wants magic have to receive the magic himself?”
Marianne pointed to Sirius instead of Dearyn, who was willing to try the magic.
"… Yes."
Sirius carefully used the word “ah” as Dearyn had taught him.
Dearyn brought her hand to the side of Sirius' head, causing him to bury his face deeper into her shoulder.
“He's in no condition to try anything now.”
“Oh, oh, my God, yes.”
Four expressions of admiration in one sentence. It seemed more effective than normal words of comfort.
Even though Marian didn't care much about reality, he had no problem with that.
Without having to make any more excuses, Marian turned his gaze directly to Dearren.
"A wonderful friendship. It can be scary."
“Friendship…”
Sirius whispered into Dearyn's shoulder.
Dearyn pushed him again so that his head lowered gently.
'Don't say unimportant things.'
If we have to be precise, perhaps it is closer to maternal love than friendship.
Of course, she never mentioned that voice in public.
“Yes, because no one else takes care of him.”
“I know. The ruler will definitely sense your sweet heart and bring you good results.”
“Yes...”
I hope that is true.
Dearren smiled and nodded in response to Marianne's words.
But to achieve this, Marian must first trick her high priest into handing over the secrets of magic to her.
“So, shall we start now?”
“Can we start right away without preparation?”
“Yes, since it's simple.”
“So… are we writing something random on this paper?”
Each magic has a different method of use. Even the same magic may be used in different ways depending on the person.
Dearyn uses her own style through feeling, while another person might draw up a complex ritual as if summoning a demon.
Marianne, of course, will have her own way.
Dearyn wrote one word at random on the paper as Marianne had asked.
“Sure, you wrote it yourself.”
"Yes."
“Wait a minute, I will hold your hand.”
Marianne immediately took Dearyn's hand without giving her a chance to prepare. Deyarin was shocked and quickly began to watch Marianne closely.
“I will write magic symbols from your hand to your arm. Don’t worry, there won’t be any pain or lasting effects.”
Marian showed no reaction to Dearyn's divine power.
In return, Dearyn felt Marianne's divine power.
“She is weak.”
Although she was stronger than some of the Divine Priests she had met, she was weak relative to his status as a High Priestess.
The position itself did not raise divine power, but high priests usually possessed powerful divine power.
Marian's strength was incomparable to Dearren's, and she was probably weaker than Charlotte as well.
It was unexpected that this was the strength of the person who was managing eight army regiments as the closest person to the Second Prince.
“Okay, now I'll start writing.”
Marianne began carefully writing letters on Dearren's wrist and arm.
Deyarin watched each letter carefully.
The magical symbols were precise and carefully organized, and unlike the weak divine power, the writing was extremely precise. However, it was not so complicated that Dearyn wouldn't be able to remember it.
“Isn't this amazing?”
"Yes. Is this magic?"
Dayaren pretended she didn't know anything and asked quickly.
To someone who did not have divine power and did not know the details of magic, magic symbols seemed like just ordinary words.
Marianne explained gently:
“Magic symbols are like a path through which divine energy passes. Therefore, the more precisely you draw them, the more effective they will be.”
“Ah, yes.”
“Okay, we're done now. From now on, you should concentrate and think about these words constantly. You should not let other thoughts enter.”
“Oh, yes, yes.”
If necessary, Dearyn could counter Marian's divine power. Deyarin was not completely defenseless.
However, she had an instinctive feeling of reluctance to even have someone tamper with her memories.
Marianne sensed Dearren's tension and gently tapped the back of her hand.
“Don't worry, I can perform this magic even with my eyes closed.”
“Do people receive this magic often?”
“There are many situations where they need this magic. In that case, you can trust me completely.”
Marian said these words proudly, but her face showed a bitter expression.
This was definitely due to his recollection of the events related to Unit Eight.
But the person who committed those atrocities was himself, wasn't it? After playing with the fate of dozens of people's lives, he now feels bitter, which is hypocritical in itself. Dearyn felt anger rising inside her.
“Did you say this to all the people who received magic?”
Deyarin's sharp voice came out without her realizing it.
Marianne was surprised by the sudden question and raised her eyes slightly in surprise. However, what came back to her was not a defense or a justification but her voice as bright and loud as ever.
"Ah, of course. There was no one dissatisfied. Isn't it said that forgetting is the cure? There's a reason for that saying. Well, we're done. Shall we begin now?"
"……Yes."
Dearren, still carrying a strange feeling, extended her hand to Marianne.
The palm of the person who committed such an icy act was unbelievable, as it was extremely warm.
Marian's divine energy began to flow into Deyarin's body through her palm.
“Symbols. Focus on the symbols.”
“Yes, yes.”
Dayarin tried to focus on the symbols and get rid of her other thoughts. At the same time, she made a great effort to remember how the divine energy was moving and moving within her body.
suddenly…
"……?"
“Yes, we're done.”
"What?"
Dearyn was surprised, blinking her eyes, and looking at Marian.
Until that moment, Deyarin didn't know what happened, she was in a state of astonishment. She had just raised her eyelids, was it already over?
Dearyn remembered precisely how Marian's divine energy moved her. She also remembered that she had decided to try a memory-wiping spell, and that she had written something on the paper she was holding.
“Now you don't know exactly what happened, do you?”
“Yes...”
Marianne took the paper that Dearyn was holding, and then placed it on the table in front of her, so that she could see it well.
Diarin followed Marianne's actions with curiosity, raising her eyes to her while wondering in her mind what this behavior meant.
Marian smiled slightly as she looked at Dearyn.
“What did you write on this paper?”
“What? What did you write?...uh?”
Diaren took a pen and wrote, still repeating the words she wrote in her mind.
But the part about what she wrote became completely blank in her mind.
Deyarin was surprised when she realized the emptiness in her memory, and opened her mouth in astonishment.
This is how the memory is cleared.
Her memory had been wiped so clean that she didn't even realize she had lost that memory.
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