I Reincarnated into a Game Filled with Mods – Chapter 149

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Alright, let’s start from the beginning.”

Nix nodded, her breasts swaying with the movement. I gathered the information I had obtained so far, then asked,

“First, you used two spells on me. One regressed my physical abilities, and the other prevents me from feeling excessive fear while allowing me to remain calm. Correct?”

“Yes.”

Nix answered readily. She could answer this much. I moved on to the next question.

“Second, did you erase or alter my memories?”

“I wouldn’t know about memory manipulation magic, but… hee hee…”

Nix giggled, trailing off.

She could answer this as well.

Well, considering I could clearly remember my life before arriving in this world, my memories were likely intact.

While the Knight Commanders and Aurora believed I had amnesia, that was simply a convenient lie to avoid explaining the truth of my situation.

I planned to tell them eventually.

“Third, you and I had a connection in a past—”

“Life.”

“……Yes, a past life. You’re saying we had a connection in a past life?”

Nix nodded enthusiastically, her expression brightening, her breasts bouncing with renewed vigor.

‘This is serious.’

I reached a conclusion.

Not only did she have a split personality, but she also seemed to suffer from delusions about a past life connection between us.

This was more than just a simple eccentricity.

I had to steer the conversation carefully. Left unchecked, she might invent even more outlandish stories.

She might even claim we were married in a past life.

‘What even is a past life connection?’

Was it a result of the mods, or something else entirely?

Nix seemed to genuinely believe it.

“Alright, let’s assume, for the sake of argument, that we knew each other in a past life.”

“……It’s not an assumption… It’s true… And we weren’t just acquaintances… we had a very… deep relationship…”

Seeing my disbelief, Nix deflated, fidgeting with her fingers in front of her chest.

I ignored her, pressing on.

“Why did you curse someone you had a ‘connection’ with?”

—Click!

Nix’s jaw snapped shut with an audible click just as she was about to answer. It was loud enough to make my teeth hurt.

“…….”

Nix shook her head, her mouth clamped shut.

She couldn’t speak.

She clearly knew something, but there was no way for her to communicate it.

Even attempting to write was impossible, her arm stiff and unmoving.

Since Nix herself claimed this had never happened before, it was clear that some powerful force was preventing her from revealing the truth.

Whatever that force was.

I leaned back in my chair.

I had learned a lot about the witch’s… unusual mental state, but nothing of actual importance.

The fact that I was afflicted with a magic that regressed my physical abilities was consistent with the game, but everything else was different.

Why would Nix, who clearly harbored some sort of special feelings for me, use such a debilitating spell?

And why would she also use a spell to prevent me from feeling fear and maintain my composure?

I had no answers.

I knew the types of magic used, who used them, and when they were used, but not why. It was frustrating.

One question had been answered, only to be replaced by two more.

I was back where I started.

“……I understand.”

I stood up.

Nix flinched, fidgeting nervously as I approached.

Then, she closed her eyes, tilting her head upwards, her lips slightly parted.

I stared at her, dumbfounded by her blatant attempt at… seduction.

She seemed to think I was going to kiss her just because I had placed my hand on her shoulder.

One look at my expression would have told her otherwise.

“You can open your eyes. I’m not going to kiss you.”

“Huh? Oh… hee hee hee…”

Nix cautiously opened one eye. Seeing my exasperated expression, she deflated, fidgeting with her fingers again.

I sighed inwardly.

I had thought that if she wasn’t as infuriating as her game counterpart, things might be… manageable.

Nix, however, was proving that even with her apparent affection for me, things could still be… complicated.

I wished she would stop trying to read my every expression. Her constant attempts to gauge my mood made me feel like the bad guy.

“So, you came here just to see me? Nothing else?”

“Yes… hee hee…”

I had initially assumed she had some important reason for her persistent attempts to contact me. But apparently, she just wanted to see me.

Three times.

The first time, she had learned I was at the Imperial Palace and gone to Minerva’s workshop.

However, due to their strained relationship, she had become anxious and restless, eventually encountering Cecilia.

Either she had a death wish, or she genuinely believed her delusions.

She had boasted about her “deep relationship” with me to Cecilia, only to be beaten within an inch of her life and thrown out.

That explained why Cecilia had been wearing her combat attire, a formal dress, when she summoned me.

Whether she believed Nix’s claims or not, she wouldn’t have tolerated such blatant disrespect.

Considering Cecilia’s interest in me and her volatile temper, Nix was lucky to be alive.

‘She sent a clone the first time I returned from the Imperial Palace, so she doesn’t seem as malicious as her game counterpart…’

The woman with purple and green hair that Lana had reported was indeed Nix.

However, she hadn’t come in person, but sent a clone.

She claimed she knew her presence would cause panic in the city due to the Fear effect, and she wouldn’t be able to hear the answer anyway.

While she hadn’t used clones during the boss fight in the game, I assumed she must have learned the technique from Minerva.

And the third time was our current encounter.

I felt obligated to treat her kindly, considering her persistence, but the fact that it was all based on a delusion made things… complicated.

“Heh.”

Nix smiled at me.

If she didn’t smile like that, dressed normally, wasn’t afflicted with a split personality and delusions, took better care of her hair, and wasn’t so… creepy, she would actually be quite cute, almost like a small, harmless pet.

‘Well, then she’d be like everyone else in this world.’

“Um…”

Nix fidgeted with her fingers, then spoke hesitantly.

“What are we going to do now?”

“What are we going to do?”

My course of action was already decided.

I hadn’t learned anything of value, only more details about her… unusual personality.

I could try to investigate the nature of the magic preventing her from answering my questions, but I had no idea where to even begin.

So what else could I do? Continue with my original plans.

“I’m going demon hunting. Why?”

“Hee hee, then…”

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I finalized my stat allocation, removing my hand from the stat orb.

Now that I had Wingless Nightmare, investing some points in Faith wasn’t a bad idea.

Solar Eclipse and Lunar Eclipse were incredibly powerful, as long as the enemy didn’t have high holy resistance.

‘I’ve defeated all the bosses in this area… should I venture further out?’

Leveling through boss fights was becoming less efficient.

The early-game bosses provided less experience than the elite mobs in the mid-to-late game areas.

I had been ignoring regular mobs unless they attacked first.

The enemies in this area were low-level.

Defeating them would barely give me any experience.

And since I could still one-shot them, it wasn’t worth the effort. That was why I had focused solely on hunting bosses.

“Welcome back, Knight Commander. It’s been a while.”

As I left the stat room, Lakscia bowed her head in greeting. She had clearly been waiting for me.

She was right. It had been a while.

I had been traveling for over three days.

“Anything happen while I was gone?”

“No, sir. Everything was handled by the guards.”

“How about Nix? Is she still the same?”

“……She seems to sleep for twenty hours a day.”

Nix had asked to stay at the castle. Not for free, of course.

She offered to teach Dark Magic in exchange for room and board.

The Vice-Commanders, the knights, and even Aurora had objected to the idea of a witch living in the castle, but after hearing her offer, I had convinced them to agree.

With Nix teaching us Dark Magic, I wouldn’t need to risk my life venturing into dungeons to find the necessary spellbooks.

The condition was that she couldn’t leave the castle grounds without an escort, a condition Nix readily accepted.

And she had kept her promise.

Perhaps a little too well.

Nix had holed herself up in her room since the day she arrived.

After three days, we had become concerned that she might have escaped through the window and forced our way in.

We found her curled up in bed, fast asleep.

Apparently, she slept for eighteen hours, lazed around for four, studied magic for two, and then went back to sleep.

It was a fitting routine, given her… personality.

“If she’s just sleeping, then she’s not causing any trouble.”

“Indeed. It’s not a bad thing for us… But are you alright?”

Lakscia glanced at my left arm.

I nodded nonchalantly.

Dark Magic didn’t require a focus, like a staff or a holy catalyst. It was channeled directly through the user’s hand.

Since my right hand was occupied with my sword, I naturally used my left hand for Dark Magic.

Lakscia was concerned because using Dark Magic consumed HP.

She had reason to be worried. I had spent three days practicing Dark Magic immediately after learning it.

“I’m still alive, aren’t I?”

“I suppose you are. And here’s a letter.”

Lakscia pulled a letter from her pocket and handed it to me.

“A letter? Who sent it?”

“I don’t know, sir. But the seal suggests it’s from someone important.”

I opened the letter, curious.

The letterhead was elaborate, filled with flowery language, suggesting it was from a noble family.

I began to read.

‘…Wait a minute.’

I stopped mid-sentence.

The main story had progressed without me.

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