Oland still drank on Shal’s memorial day. He gulped down the alcohol that he usually wouldn’t touch until he became unconscious.

Now, unlike when he was young, I could share a drink with him, but it didn’t mean Oland’s sadness disappeared.

Every year, seeing Oland like that hurt my heart. I wanted to help somehow.

I considered it as a way for me, who had reincarnated into Tannasia, to repay my family.

But now, it felt like that path had disappeared before my eyes, and deep despair set in.

Then it happened.

With a creaking sound, the door opened, and a robust man’s voice was heard.

“Brother, are you inside? It’s about time you paid back the money you borrowed from me.”

As soon as I heard the sarcastic tone, the first thought that came to my mind was clear.

The person with an obscured history, Kains, and someone familiar with him might be here.

Askan probably had the same thought as me. However, before he could move, I threw the necklace I had been wearing around my neck.

Hwiiiing—

What seemed like an ordinary necklace turned out to be a magical engineering weapon with a special mechanism.
Manipulating and throwing the pendant of the necklace instantly extended the string, capturing the opponent like a net.

Askan’s eyes sparkled at the first sight of the magical engineering weapon.

“Was there such a thing?”

“Of course. There’s much more you haven’t seen.”

Askan’s eyes curved into a gentle arc at my words.

He looked at me softly before heading straight to the captured man. Stepping on him firmly, Askan opened his mouth.

“You, what’s your relationship with Kains?”

The middle-aged man, seemingly oblivious to the threatening tone, widened his eyes at Askan’s face. Then, as if it were absurd, he shouted.

“Number 13? It’s been a long time, and the memory is a bit fuzzy. I’m pretty sure I used to call you Number 13, right?”

Do I know him?

I looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression. However, Askan showed no sign of recognizing the man.

“Do you know me?”

In response to Askan’s question, the middle-aged man burst into laughter.

“Hahaha, already forgotten after seeing me ten years ago? It’s a bit shocking that our meeting wasn’t so memorable.”

The middle-aged man also seemed extraordinary. In an instant, he severed the magical engineering weapon I had created, stood up, and greedily lit up his eyes.

With a low voice, he muttered.

“You, the survivor of the human weapon experiment. If I catch you now and report, I’ll get a hefty reward, won’t I?”

Come to think of it, ten years ago, there was a high chance that Askan couldn’t remember.

I don’t know why Askan knows that the man is a survivor of the human weapon experiment.

‘Who on earth is he?’

As curious as I was, Askan seemed bothered by the man pretending to know him. He spoke in a lower voice.

“Continuing to act friendly is getting unpleasant. Instead of just calling someone else’s name, why don’t you reveal your name as well?”

The middle-aged man, with his lean body and sly appearance, chuckled and answered.

“Don’t remember? I personally caught you ten years ago and brought you to the Kalua Empire. Would you remember if I say I’m Andro?”