Latil was thinking this when she noticed a street vendor nearby skewering sausages and approached him, offering the money her nanny had given her.

“Why are those people fighting?”

“They’re just drunkards fighting after drinking. Don’t you know how they make a fuss over just a brush of shoulders?”

The vendor placed the sausage, which was sizzling with too much oil, into a paper cup, cut it into seven pieces with scissors, and handed it to Latil.

Latil took the cup of sausage and sat down on a stack of wooden boxes that someone had piled up nearby.

As she chewed on the sausage piece by piece and watched the fight, she finally felt her mind, which had been cluttered with thoughts of black magicians and the like, clearing up.

“What are you doing!”

However, it seemed that her appearance was provocative to the fighters.

When someone shouted that the guards were coming, the drunken crowd finally dispersed. Still, they were not appeased and wandered around like hyenas, then one spotted Latil and yelled as he approached.

Latil popped another piece of sausage into her mouth and smiled broadly.

“A spectator.”

It was clear that her behavior only further infuriated the drunken crowd.

“Has she lost her mind?”

“Do we look funny to you?”

One of the gangs approached Latil spitting on the ground, but she only calmly smiled.

At least until she smelled blood from them.

“!”

At the smell of blood that suddenly hit her nose and filled her lungs, Latil involuntarily halfclosed her eyes and took a deep breath.

At that moment. Everything became hazy as something…

When Latil opened her eyes, she looked around.

‘What is this?’

Just a moment ago, she had been watching a fight while eating a sausage when she felt as if she was being engulfed. Now, no one was in sight around Latil.

It was dark, and the place where the drunkards had been fighting and the vendor who sold sausages to Latil, and those who wanted to fight with anyone while drunk, were all gone. And that wasn’t the only strange thing.

‘Huh?’

Latil soon noticed something strange. She couldn’t turn her head. More surprisingly, Latil was running even though she wasn’t moving her legs at all.

‘What’s this?’

It felt as if she was trapped inside someone else’s body.

She had once observed Carlein’s memory as if she was standing next to him, but at that time, it felt like she was observing Carlein from a thirdperson perspective.

But now it was different from that feeling. It felt as if she had become one with someone else and was feeling their actions directly.

‘What on earth is this?’

While wondering if this was the memory of one of the drunkards, suddenly a hand sprung from the alley and dragged Latil.

“!”

Latil, or rather, the body she was feeling, hit the alley wall and let out a small scream.

But the scream didn’t turn into sound. Someone who had pulled the body’s owner covered her mouth with a large hand.

“Shh.”

Latil was truly surprised. The person who covered the mouth of Latil, or rather the owner of the body, was Carlein. But it was Carlein with long hair, not the current Carlein.

‘Is this Carlein’s memory?’

If it was Carlein’s memory, was Carlein near her? No, even if so, this situation… It was closer to this ‘body owner’s’ memory than Carlein’s, wasn’t it?

The moment she began to doubt.

With the darkness like black ink sprayed in a typhoon and a loud noise, something quickly passed through the spot where Latil had been standing.

Fortunately, the body’s owner seemed curious about that sound too, and turned her gaze. Latil saw a scene of a huge, black carriage racing as if it was mad, filling the entire road.

The carriage was too large for humans to ride. Above all, the black horse that she caught a glimpse of. The black horse leading the carriage was not touching the ground.

‘What the hell is that?’

Latil wanted to see more of that carriage, but the body’s owner seemed to have different thoughts and just stood there.

Indeed, Carlein kept his hand over his mouth, so even if the body’s owner wanted to see the carriage in more detail, she couldn’t have gone.

How long was it like that? When the typhoonlike sound disappeared, Carlein finally took his hand off the body owner’s mouth and asked with a smile.

“Can I ask something?”

Latil noticed one more difference between Carlein now and the Carlein in the illusion.

This side’s Carlein had not only longer hair, but his voice was also brighter. Not that the tone of voice was higher, but the atmosphere. It didn’t have a dark, heavy, sticky feeling like now.

‘Is it because it’s Carlein’s past?’

While Latil was puzzled, the body’s owner was tremblingly asking, “What, what is it?”

“Who are you?”

The subsequent voice was full of fear.

Then something dropped with a thud. When the ‘body’s owner’ lowered her head, a green apple was rolling down the street. Latil noticed that the ‘body’s owner’ was carrying an apple basket.

Carlein bent over, picked up the green apple, and handed it over with a smile.

“I heard that a black wizard lives in this village.”

For some reason, as soon as she heard that, the ‘body’s owner’ screamed, pushed Carlein away, and started running away in haste.

She could feel the basket falling and the apples rolling on the ground, but the body’s owner didn’t even bother to collect them.

The body’s owner, who kept running and looking back, came into the dark forest and gasped for breath. She walked on until she reached a hut and shouted as she opened the door and went in.

“Mom, mom! Someone’s looking for mom again!”

Inside the hut, a woman was sitting by the fireplace poking at the firewood with a poker, and a man was standing at a table trimming vegetables with a knife. In the furthest corner of the room, a baby was holding a toy in both hands.

It was a peaceful sight. However, as soon as he heard the ‘body owner’s’ shout, the man who was trimming vegetables roughly put down the knife on the table and yelled at the woman sitting by the fireplace.

“I told you not to bring that stuff back!”

Then he started approaching this way, and soon he grabbed the ‘body owner’s’ collar.

“Dad, dad?”

Whether the body’s owner was surprised and shouted or not, the man yelled, “Who’s your dad! You cursed girl!” and swung his hand hard.

At that moment.

Latil blinked. When she came to her senses, she was holding a cup of sausage again, and the drunkards in front of her were grumbling angrily.

“Are you ignoring us now?”

“Are you ignoring us!”

Latil looked at them for a moment, then crushed the cup in her hand and kicked the belly of the drunkard who was threateningly yelling at the front.

She was momentarily upset because of the situation the body owner had felt earlier. This drunkard, he looked like that man who was about to slap her in the face.

The drunkard flew away without even screaming, hitting the garbage bin on the opposite wall and rolling on the floor with a bang.

It wasn’t just falling backwards because an adult got kicked, he half flew away. At that sight, the other drunkards backed off in surprise, even in their drunken state.

Latil also asked them in surprise.

“Did I just do that?”