“Wow, it feels like a ghost might really come out here,” says the Master of Chaos, whispering in your ear.

“Could you please be a bit quieter…!”

In the dim light of the early morning, Nari, wandering between deserted temples through a bamboo forest, grasped my shoulders. Since there was no sign of an S-rank presence in the Templestay area, it was fortunate that she came down through the bamboo just as it was.

An empty temple, as dark as if a ghost dressed in traditional clothing might appear at any moment, despite being the number one ranked enchanter with nothing to fear in the world. But because of that, if not adjusted slightly, Nari’s imagination would turn into a strangely vivid reality.

“Nari! Think of it as more fun, something exciting!” says the Master of Chaos, dancing to a cute idol dance.

“Ugh! Don’t make me think of more horrifying thoughts!”

Nari, wiping her eyes as if they were rotting, stopped abruptly. It was because she felt a strange current.

“…What is it?”

Taking a few steps back, Nari then approached again. It felt like someone had delicately sliced through dimensions, using one of the stupas as a reference. Nari raised an eyebrow.

“It’s not an ordinary skill.”

“If you weren’t at your current level, you probably wouldn’t have noticed,” nods the Master of Chaos.

Nari, walking steadily, touched the stupa with her fingertip. There was no response.

“What should I do?” The Master of Chaos looks at you.
“What should we do? We have to go in.”

Nari, who was briefly contemplating, touched her chin and focused her psychic energy on one hand. As the black psychic energies began to rotate around her right hand with a buzzing sound, Nari placed her hand on the stupa.

As the black psychic energies were absorbed gently into the stupa, absorbing a certain amount of energy, a dimensional gateway began to slowly open on the stupa.

“Wow, Nari, who doesn’t use violent methods. You’ve really developed a lot!” applauds the Master of Chaos.

“Uh, well…”

Nari, slightly proud to receive praise for her refined actions, took a step forward.

Inside the dimensional gate was a corridor made of jade, and next to the corridor were signs made of the same jade.

Nari read the writing on the sign.

“Memorial? Is it a memorial hall for the first guild master?”

Perplexed, Nari looked ahead. Along the corridor with the sign were rows of frames.

To confirm the content, Nari stopped in front of one frame. There was a picture of a kind grandmother.

Under the frame, a simple date was displayed.

As soon as she realized it was 18 years ago, the picture in the frame began to move.

“So, you’re worried about that young man?”

“Mom, you surprised me!”

Although she hadn’t done anything, Nari was startled to see the moving figure in the frame.
Inside, the grandmother sighed while looking outside the frame.

“Well, it’s not just a worry about how much he’s wandering around. He’s grown old enough to eat, but he’s still indulging in street fights.”

Nari blinked, feeling as if someone’s gaze had been directly transferred to the frame. The voice spoke again.

“Ah, experiencing that much when young friends are in their prime is a common thing. You have wonderful parents. It will get better soon. Don’t worry too much~”

The laughter of a woman, who seemed to be the speaker in the frame, resonated. In response, the grandmother sighed deeply.

“…Five years older than you.”

“Oh my. You must be very worried…….”

In an instant, the woman’s tone changed to a more concerned one. Along with a sound of agreement, the gaze rose.

Perhaps the woman had stood up. A cheerful laughter emanated from the frame again.

Nari reached out to the frame. It was a familiar laughter and voice. Nari knew the protagonist of this voice.

“Well…… Don’t worry too much. I’ll say a word and come back.”
“Do you think it’ll work? He doesn’t even listen to me……”
“If he’s out fighting, then I’ll give him a good beating. What do you think? I’ll teach him the logic of strength. Who in Korea is stronger than me?”

With the woman’s cheerful ending, the grandmother’s plea followed.
“……Aim for the face when you beat him. That’s the only usable spot on that guy.”
“Handle your worries and tie him down. Beautiful men~ know well that they’re an endangered species~.”
“Always thankful. One sheep.”

Drrrk, the woman opened the louvered door with her small hands.

At the same time, the frame changed back to the picture of the grandmother that Nari had first seen. Nari absentmindedly touched the edge of the frame.

“……Mom.”

It was a memorial hall for Mom. Here, there were records of Mom’s life. The world as seen through Mom’s eyes existed here.

Nari looked as if enchanted and glanced to the side. Rows of frames continued. Without saying anything, Nari stood in front of the next frame.

It was a date about three weeks from the first frame.

Starting with a picture of a sickroom. As Nari stood in front of it, the picture began to move again.

“How does it look? Is it a bit better?”