Almekia Kingdom
51. Jasper - Memories

Just like the days before, today I also spent my time walking around the city of Bloody Hell. A few days ago Zircon registered our name for the tournament. Tournaments that aim to know the prowess of a person. Because only strong people could meet the great general of the ruler of this city, Uncle Obsidian.

The preliminary round of the tournament will be held tomorrow afternoon, so during these three days we are practically idle just to wait for the event tomorrow afternoon.

Well not completely idle because I wandered around Bloody Hell every day. It feels so good. I enjoyed my moments of freedom without any binding escorts, schedules and palace manners.

We used our free days to look for clues about Obsidian's uncle. Plus, we are also looking for news about the state of Opal and Platina being separated from us. It's possible that someone had heard about the robbery three days ago and how the victim was. Are they okay?

For days we scattered through the city, memorizing the streets and structures of this city. Wondering to anyone with a friendly face that turns out to be very rare in this city.

I don't know why I feel so familiar with this city I've never been to. It is not foreign to be in this city. Furthermore, I could even tell by the details of every single passageway and corner of this slum city. It's like everything's been recorded in my brain memory.

It feels very strange because Zircon is still often stray in this city. It is very reasonable, considering the shape of the building is almost the same all. Instead I memorized it and never lost my orientation here. I even often feel that I have lived in this city for quite some time and explored every corner of it.

Several times memories that I don't even remember having had invaded and burst into my head as I passed through certain places. Like a mirage that invaded, washed away, stifled, sometimes a little painful as well. Every time the memories hit me, wanting to take me to dreamland, it would not even be uncommon to defeat my consciousness.

I traced the path further and further leading me to the inner part of the city. And just like the days before, my steps were always stopped by the towering super-high iron wall. The wall that separates the suburbs of Bloody Hell with the Middle Part area.

I've tried various routes to reach this Middle Part, but the iron wall turned out to be blameless. A perfect circle surrounds the area with only a gate next to the test hall. And can only be open with the permission of the region's officials or access cards for its residents.

I observed once again the iron wall, inexplicably reminding me of the boundary wall of the royal city that we broke through a few days ago.

But this iron wall looks much sturdier and impenetrable, impossible to climb because there is no footing at all. Especially at the top there is a high-voltage electricity in the form of a net that covers all parts of the Midle part. I don't think even gear and planes will get through it safely.

I went up from the iron wall, I watched the shanty buildings along the road I was going through. Most of the buildings in this region are unused, uninhabited.

I watched a few people who came across me to a large building with a hospital inscription. Unknowingly my forehead was wrinkled to see that dirty and completely unsterilized building. Even some parts of the building were already cracked, how could they heal with the miserable state of the building like this?

Suddenly once again my head was ringing, and my gaze was swirling. As much as I could find something I could use as a grip, to support my body so as not to fall to the ground.

It was a very dark night, even the moon and stars refused to shine in the sky that night. It was raining very heavily with flashes of lightning striking.

At the end of the road I saw two bodies. Two men staggered. The two of them supported each other, heading for the exact same hospital I had seen before. But it looks like the building looks a lot newer and cleaner than I saw it.

Could this have been a hospital a few years ago? Am I looking at past events?

Both men seemed to be very badly injured. Fresh red blood poured out profusely from their soaked bodies. Melt carried by rainwater to redden the land they pass through.

Who are those two men? I could only see the figure behind them, both of them long-haired. One of them had black hair on the tail of a horse while the other had golden blond hair. The color that looked so luxurious was like gold resting on his head. The hair was long braided on his back. The man carried two whips tucked in his belt as his weapon, in lieu of a sword.

"Snouts..nyut...Uuuuhhhg," my head was getting sick when suddenly the location setting changed.

The main street of Bloody Hell that I passed. The two men I saw behind him were fighting. They were ganged from all directions by dozens of fiercely armed enemies. Even some of their opponents were using firearms.

After I looked closely enough I could identify the black-haired man. Well, I'm not mistaken, he's Uncle Morgan, Zircon's father. His face his feet looked much younger and handsome than what I used to see in the palace. Was that uncle Morgan when he was young a few years ago?

Who's the other guy? I was shocked when I saw his face clearly. A face that was very familiar to me, that lip, that nose, that face shape and profile... Everything is my face! It's like I'm looking at myself for the next few years. It's just that the man's face is more firm and mature than my current face.

What sets us apart are hair color and eye color. My hair is golden brown while the man's hair color is lighter, golden blonde. Both my eyeballs were golden brown like the eyes of the queen mother, while the man had blue eyes as clear as the ocean.

"Jez! Jasper!" a voice suddenly sounded faint.

"Jasper! Awake up!" the call to me grew louder, even my body felt shaken as well.

Instantly the memories in my head that flashed like the look of a movie instantly severed and vanished just like that. Someone was calling my name and shaking my body.

I found myself lying and lying on the street right in front of a rundown hospital. I also found my head in the lap of someone who called my name very worriedly, Saphir.

"Jez? You're all right, right? How did you pass out in the middle of this street?" Saphir helped me stand up and clean my dirty clothes.

"Yes, I'm fine with Saphir" I replied, looking for an excuse. There's no way I'm saying that I'm dreaming of broad daylight like this, on the way again.

"I'm just a little dizzy"

"You better not go alone after this, I'm afraid you're passed out again and there's no one to help. Fortunately I saw you and I followed" he added still worried.

"We'll just go back to the inn so you can rest" Saphir added.

I just nodded in agreement to answer him, before him walking towards our inn.

"Where's zircon?" ask her.

My head still hurts, either because of the mirage or because my head was hit by something when I fell unconscious earlier.

"Somehow he might be looking for the red-haired girl" Saphir followed behind me.

"Haha the red-haired girl." I laughed lightly given how upset Zircon was about his encounter with the girl. Strange girl said.

"Jez? You why? These few days you look so weird" Saphir asked.

"Saphir, I'm not sure either. I haven't been able to tell you yet, one day I will definitely tell you," I replied, gesturing that I didn't want to continue the conversation.

Saphir just nodded and followed me in silence, leaving me dissolved in my thoughts. He knew I needed time to think.

What's the matter? Why do I often get memories of the past like this in this city? Who exactly is that braid-haired man in my memory? Why would he appear so many times in my memory if I had never even met him?

And again how could he possibly have such a face like that with me? It was like I was seeing myself in that person. I feel like I'm the one who experienced everything that happened a few years ago.

Worse still almost every night I also always dream of my mother. Far from the bottom of my heart, I really miss him, want to meet and be at his side.

I know very well that I like Saphir. But somehow it was like there was another side of me that secretly loved my own mother. Not as my mother, but more than that. Like a man's feelings for the woman he loves. Feelings of knowing, unnatural and undue of course.

Sometimes I get scared of myself, with everything that can happen but out of my control. I was afraid that Saphir would find out, afraid that he would be disappointed in me. I mean, I mean, I betrayed her, fucked her with my own mother.

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