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The Villainess That Was Once A VRMMO player - Chapter 39.1
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Sick and Frail Capture Target
When I was five years old, I met a sickly boy – Maro – in the garden of the Magician’s Guild.
He used to be as small as me, a slow-growing half-elf, but now he was taller than me, with almost a head difference between us. He was a little on the short side, but I guess you could call him a beautiful boy.
But still…how could I have forgotten about Maro until now?
It was as if my brain had refused to recall him, and I had completely forgotten about him until now.
“Carol-san, let’s go. I’ll show you around.”
“Nn”
Since he was offering to show me around, I decided to take advantage of his hospitality. By the way, Maro is fine now. His skin may have been a little pale, but his gait was smooth and light…
“Guhah!”
Suddenly, Maro spins around, spitting blood from his mouth.
I caught him unexpectedly, and Maro collapsed onto my shoulder… so light! What was this weightlessness? Even after accounting for the fact that my status had been increased, it was still roughly equivalent to that of an eight-year-old child, you know?
“Nn?”
I looked down when I noticed a glint of light under my feet.
“Is that…”
“I’m sorry, Carol-san, I’m all right now.”
Maro quickly withdrew his hand from under my foot, wiped the blood from his mouth with a handkerchief, and carefully tucked the pendant-like object away.
That pendant… It was the one he never took off when we took a bath before, right? It seems to be significant, but what is it?
By the way, he looked healthy, but suddenly, he vomited blood.
When Maro was younger, I made him take a bath, but was that a bad idea? I’m not sure if that was a bad idea or not. We bathed together…
When I tried to remember something, my palms started to sweat.
“…Oh, by the way, did I tell Maro my name?”
“Na, now, Carol-san, we introduced ourselves to each other.”
“…Maybe I just forgot?”
Did I simply forget about it?
“So, Carol-san, where do you want to go?”
“I was looking for a place to sell some small magical stones that I had lying around.”
“Oh, I’m sure the receptionist in the research building will buy them for the class, let’s go.”
“Nn”
Maro, who was speaking very fast, led me to the reception desk of the research building.
Like Maro, they didn’t seem to mind that I was a subhuman in the research building. Or rather, they were not interested in me.
There were still many magical stones in my storage, but I was afraid to take out 500 of them all at once, so I decided to limit myself to about 100 for the time being. At the very least, I was able to get 5 small gold coins.
“Thanks, Maro. You know a lot about this stuff, don’t you? You must be a new student like me, right?”
“This is where my father’s laboratory is. I’ve been using one of the rooms.”
“Really?”
Oh, I remembered that he was also at the Magician’s Guild because of his father’s business. I wondered if he was a professor somewhere.
“You get a room?”
“Yes. …A long time ago, there was an explosion in the room I was using for research, and my collec…precious materials were reduced to ashes. It was really… really valuable material.”
“Oh, I see.”
Maro was spitting up blood (he did just now) and looking very frustrated, so it must have been a very valuable document.
I once blew up the basement of a nobleman’s mansion using a battle technique. Why did I do that? As I recall, Maia was being stalked, so I snuck into some mansion that served as a hideout… as I tried to remember, my palms began to sweat again.
“They claimed it was a magic accident, but I didn’t have anything that could actually cause that. It was in a basement, and there was nothing dangerous in there! That’s why I wanted a more secure place to store it, so I got this room.”
“Heeeh…”
Maybe he was rich? Or perhaps Maro was from a fairly good family.
At any rate, my business was done. All I needed to do now was to go home.