“Okay!”
I responded and promptly measured Mother’s magic power.
[Level of Nunnaly’s Magic Power: 101]
“…Y-Yes, we did it! Sandra!”
Mother’s magic power resonated clearly at 101. There was no doubt. The experimental potion had proven effective. Father and Sandra, acknowledging the medicine’s impact from my words, called out to Mother.
“Nn… You… Reed…”
Mother responded to our voices, appearing slightly sluggish but still responsive. With Mother’s response, the tension in the room eased, and I collapsed to the floor. Tears and mucus overflowed, and I couldn’t stop sobbing.
“Let’s call a doctor immediately. As you understand, the new medicine must be kept a secret…”
And with that, my father promptly left the room, shouting loudly, “Call a doctor!” As he departed, his face seemed composed, but tears streamed down his eyes. I wiped the tears and mucus from my face with my sleeve and gazed at my mother’s face.
“Mother, are you okay?”
“Yes… I feel better than usual… I will never give up…”
My mother spoke with a triumphant smile. Later, the doctor my father had summoned arrived and examined my mother, but they found no abnormalities. It appeared to be a suddenattack that had subsided. To avoid any confusion, we decided to keep it a secret among the four of us.
During our subsequent discussion, we established a routine for my mother to drink the experimental magic recovery potion three times a day: morning, noon, and night. The potion was always kept within her reach so she could take it whenever needed. To prepare for emergencies, at least one maid was assigned to stay in my mother’s room at all times. Since my father still had matters to discuss with my mother, only Sandra and I left the room.
“By the way, that potion is amazing. It can restore a hundred points of magic power,” Sandra remarked.
The potion I had been taking could only restore a maximum of fifty points. However, it had twice the effect for my mother, restoring a hundred points. Sandra spoke with a respectful and awe-struck expression as she shared the details of when my father had fed the potion to my mother.
“Well, that’s all thanks to Lord Reiner. When Lady Nunnaly couldn’t open her mouth, Lord Reiner crushed the medicine and mixed it with water in his mouth. Then, he fed it to her…”
I was amazed. Indeed, considering my mother’s condition, she wouldn’t have been able to swallow a pill. My father quickly realized this and crushed the pills, likely not just one or two but a significant amount, allowing my mother to consume it and rapidly recover her magic power.
“My father truly is amazing,” I acknowledged.
When my mother was on the brink of death, all I could do was cry. I couldn’t take any action like my father did. It was only him who never gave up. That’s why my mother was able to survive. I sighed, filled with deep respect and admiration, realizing that I still had a long way to go to match my father.
“Thank you so much, Sandra,” I expressed my gratitude.
After sighing, I turned to Sandra and spoke.
“Oh, no, it’s all thanks to Lord Reed’s efforts. The ingredients and magic measurements were all prepared by Lord Reed. I just assisted,” Sandra replied.
In truth, I had taught Sandra the magic measurement technique I had developed. It was necessary for the production and verification of the magic recovery potion. I hadn’t anticipated seeing the results so quickly.
“Still, I’m truly grateful. I… I thought today might be my mother’s last day… If it weren’t for you, I don’t know what I would have done.”
While I had made the preparations, I couldn’t have accomplished it alone. I shuddered to think what would have happened without Sandra’s knowledge and assistance.
“Thank you so much. If you ever need help, don’t hesitate to ask.”
“Please remember those words.”
Although Sandra’s eerie smile unsettled me a little, I dismissed it as her usual self. And then, I moved on to the next matter.
“Sandra, do you have time after this?”
“Huh? Yes, I do.”
“Good. I want you to be present while I brainstorm a new special magic.”
“…Huh!?”
Sandra looked at me incredulously, taken aback by my request.
Scene Transition:
After the commotion surrounding my mother’s magic recovery potion settled down, I consulted with Sandra about creating a new special magic.
Currently, the two of us were in a room with a blackboard, our designated training ground.
“But, Lord Reed, isn’t it too soon to be thinking about a new special magic after what happened to Lady Nunnaly? What about your family time…” Sandra voiced her concerns.
“Thank you for your concern. However, today I thought they could have some time alone as a couple rather than as a family.”
“Oh… I see,” Sandra said, her understanding apparent, but a suspicious look crossed her face.
“…It’s not something someone your age should be saying, you know? ‘Time alone as a couple.’ Judging by your usual behavior, it seems like… your soul is more mature!” Sandra exclaimed,
[Bish!] Sandra said, pointing her index finger at me while placing her hand on her hip.
Nevertheless, her sharp intuition never ceased to amaze me.
“That’s quite an outrageous notion. It can’t possibly be true, right?”
“…Well, that’s true. Reed-sama is unconventional, so it’s not entirely implausible.”
Maintaining a calm demeanor, I brushed off the comment.
“Anyway, regarding the magic I’ve been contemplating, I’ve been wondering if it’s possible to transform memories into magic.”
“Reed-sama, did you ignore my previous remark? Oh well, never mind. Let’s focus on something intriguing. Transforming memories into magic, huh?”
Sandra’s eyes gleamed with excitement. She had always been engrossed in magical research and relished these types of discussions. Without hesitation, I began explaining the concept of memory magic.
Drawing upon my knowledge from past lives, I posited that the memories stored in the brain are never truly forgotten; they simply reside deep within the mind. Humans, despite being reincarnated, retain these memories from previous lives.
This led me to ponder whether human memories are not solely confined to the brain but also exist within the soul’s memories across lifetimes. Thus, I contemplated how to access those soul memories.
After careful consideration, I arrived at the possibility that magic might hold the key. Hence, I wished to hear Sandra’s perspective before delving further. She attentively listened to my explanation, without directly mentioning past life memories. I simply posed the question, “Could human memories be imprinted on the soul rather than just the mind? Is there a way to access the memories of the soul or something similar?” In response, she furrowed her brow and mumbled.
“…That sounds akin to the philosophy of nama majindou.”
“Nama majindou?”
I had never come across the term before. With the presence of “道” (path) in its name, I assumed it to be a form of religious belief. Sandra kindly enlightened me, aware of my unfamiliarity.
“Nama majindou is a concept within the realm of magical studies, albeit a rather obscure one. It’s not widely known.”
She said this and proceeded to write on the blackboard:
nama majindou:
Life force is
the source of magic
leading to the endless
path followed by gods
“This is how it’s written. We refer to it as nama majindou based on the pronunciation of the top part.”
“Interesting.”
Hmm, I don’t recall encountering this word in any of my memories, whether from games or elsewhere. Could it be a philosophical concept that has existed in this world since ancient times? But how does it relate to the matter we were discussing? As I furrowed my brow in confusion, Sandra continued her explanation.
“…Every belief system must have had a reason for developing its particular philosophy. I believe that this nama majindou connects the life force, which serves as the source of magic, to the path leading to the gods. In other words, it’s the closest thing to what you refer to as the soul.”
“I see… So, in other words, it’s an attempt at reverse magic conversion?”
“I haven’t actually considered it before, so I haven’t attempted it.”
After finishing her explanation, Sandra shrugged in response to my question. In essence, if we were to convert magic into life force, where would that returned life force go? Would it find its way to the place where the soul resides?
“For now, let’s give it a try. Converting magic into life force. That way, the returning life force should find its way to the place where the soul resides, right?”
“I can’t even begin to imagine what might happen. Please don’t push yourself too hard.”
“Okay, understood.”
I settled myself on the ground, assuming a meditative posture. Sandra looked at me with a puzzled expression. Ignoring her, I proceeded to create magic as I normally would. Once I felt the presence of magic, I directed it deep into my body, converting it into life force. However, I didn’t sense any significant changes. So, I decided to continue my attempts for a while.
Sitting in meditation, it felt reminiscent of the meditation practices from my past life. After an indeterminate amount of time had passed, a change occurred. Previously, it seemed as though the magic was repelled by something. But now, a tiny amount of magic began entering through a small opening. That was the sensation I experienced.
Could this be it? I thought so, and in that moment of intense focus on the opening, I felt my consciousness being drawn into my body.
Oh, this is dangerous! Despite my instinctual sense of danger, I couldn’t do anything and was drawn into that opening.
Scene transition.
“AAAAAAAArghhh!!”
“GYaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?”
“Huff…huff…where am I…?”
After bidding farewell to my memories and losing consciousness…in my disoriented state, I noticed Sandra sitting on the ground in front of me, her eyes wide open.
“…Sandra, what’s wrong?”
“…!! What’s wrong? That’s not it!”
Sandra stood up, her face turning bright red, and blurted out her words.
“I thought Reed-sama had been silent since the experiment began, so I was keeping an eye on you to make sure everything was okay. But then suddenly, you shouted loudly, and it startled me!”
“I-I see, I apologize for causing you worry.”
She stared intently at my face and spoke with a concerned expression.
“Are you feeling alright? You were concentrating silently for a long time, so I didn’t want to disturb you, but I was really worried.”
“I understand, I apologize for causing you concern. However, it seems like this attempt was unsuccessful, huh?”
I lied. I couldn’t properly explain that experience. nama majindou is likely dangerous. If things go awry, I may not be able to return to the real world. It felt like a precarious situation.
“…Is that so. I apologize for not being able to assist.”
“No, no, it’s alright! I had already considered the possibility of it not working from the start.”
I thanked Sandra, who appeared dejected, and suggested that we conclude our experiment for the day.
Scene transition.
After returning to my room alone, I activated a new special magic.
…Memory.
Whispering those words in my mind, after a while, a vibrant and lively voice echoed within my head.
“Hey, Reed. You made it back safely. That’s great~”
“Memory… It truly connects.”
Even though I experienced it firsthand, I was astonished because I hadn’t truly believed that I could genuinely connect with the memories inside me.
“You doubted that feeling, didn’t you? Well, never mind. So, what are you investigating?”
“Oh, I just wanted to see if I could establish a connection with my memories, so I tried it out today. I’m fine for now.”
“Alright then. Let me know if you need anything~”
“… “
After the communication ended, I let out a sigh.
I had certain thoughts about the nature of Memory. However, I decided to keep them hidden within my heart without uttering them aloud. And so, with the aid of this new special magic, I became capable of privately accessing my memories through “Memory.”
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