Chapter 244:

Chapter 244:

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Yu-hyun walked across the ruins, looking straight ahead.

He didn’t want to feel any regret, or get swept away by his emotions.

So he deliberately avoided looking back.

Just as he wanted to show him his best side, Yu-hyun also wanted to remember him in his best light.

“...”

Suddenly, he saw the small leather bag that he carried around with him along with Don Quixote’s sword.

He opened the leather bag and saw some portable food and a potion in a glass bottle inside.

‘Is this... a potion?’

Yu-hyun checked the item.

[Fierabras Oil]

Grade: Legendary

A knight’s elixir that has been passed down from the age of myths. It can heal any wound when consumed. Only knights can use it.

Yu-hyun’s eyes widened as he saw the contents.

A legendary potion.

And one that was only a notch below an elixir in terms of quality.

That alone was astonishing, but what surprised Yu-hyun more was something else.

‘Wasn’t Fierabras Oil just a figment of Don Quixote’s imagination?’

In the novel, Don Quixote and Sancho Panza had drunk Fierabras Oil and suffered from stomachaches several times.

They vomited their guts out, but still believed that their bodies were healed.

Don Quixote’s delusional behavior was nothing but laughable from the reader’s perspective.

In the end, Fierabras Oil was a fake with no effect, created by Don Quixote’s imagination.

But the Fierabras Oil that Yu-hyun was looking at now was the real one, as described in the legend.

‘If all the fantasies in the world have disappeared and we have woken up from the dream, shouldn’t this oil be nothing more than simple grease?’

Why did this oil retain the story of the legend?

‘Could it be?’

Yu-hyun hurriedly turned around.

A hill covered with weeds and rubble.

At the end of it, there was a shabby hut where a woman was standing and looking at him.

Her golden hair fluttering in the wind caught Yu-hyun’s attention.

He felt like he was dreaming.

‘What on earth...’

He stared blankly for a few seconds.

A gust of wind blew.

The lady vanished like a petal in the wind.

Before she disappeared, her last mouth movement was saying thank you to Yu-hyun.

“Ha, haha.”

Yu-hyun laughed.

He couldn’t help but laugh.

“So that’s how it was. That’s how it happened.”

That man.

The man who had to accept reality and suppress all his ideals in his heart.

In the end, he received salvation at the very last moment.

He bit his lip and smiled.

“I’m glad.”

Really, I’m glad.

Yu-hyun muttered sincerely.

The wind that came from afar brushed lightly against Yu-hyun’s body.

Between the sound of the wind, he thought he heard a horse’s neigh and a familiar laughter mixed together.

Yu-hyun looked down at Don Quixote’s sword in his hand.

The sword crumbled into dust and seeped into Yu-hyun’s body.

All the wishes and beliefs of the knights contained in the sword filled his chest.

Dream impossible dreams.

Defeat invincible enemies.

Endure unbearable pain.

Risk your life for noble ideals.

Know how to correct your mistakes.

Love with purity and goodness.

Fall in love in impossible dreams.

And...

“Have faith and reach for the stars.”

This was not a simple sword, but a story where all the knights’ wishes were condensed.

It was an oath that transcended generations and generations, fantasies and realities.

Yu-hyun, who inherited that oath, finally became the ultimate guide and a true knight.

[You have cleared the world view ‘Don Quixote of La Mancha’.]

[You have acquired 300,000TP.]

[Congratulations! You have cleared the Mental Realm more perfectly than anyone else!]

[You have acquired an additional 150,000TP.]

The world shattered.

Like the wind. Like petals. Beautifully.

The vast land of La Mancha, the plain of Montiel, the village of El Toboso.

They turned into letters and disappeared with the light.

[You have acquired the wishes of all the knights.]

[The title ‘Knight without Honor’ has changed to ‘The Last Knight’.]

Rather, his calm attitude made him look even more impressive.

No one moved as if they were nailed to their seats until Yu-hyun completely disappeared.

***

As soon as he returned home, Yu-hyun went to find Kwon Jia.

“You said you’d be back soon.”

“It took longer than I expected.”

Kwon Jia rolled her eyes at Yu-hyun. How much anguish had she gone through in the past three days, would he ever know?

“You’ve changed quite a bit. You’re on a roll.”

“Ah. Do you feel it?”

“You got some good news, huh?”

“I got the title of the Last Knight.”

Kwon Jia barely managed to stop herself from falling over.

“What, what?”

“The title of the Last Knight. Do you know it?”

“No, what...”

She knew it very well.

It was a legendary title.

As a regressor, she couldn’t not know it.

It sounded impressive enough, but it had the effect of raising all skills by one level.

And the way to get it was impossible by ordinary means.

The Last Knight was a title that required bone-grinding effort to obtain.

You had to have a heart of justice that no one could surpass, and you had to receive direct recognition from a great knight that everyone could acknowledge.

And not just once, but twice.

To name such knights, you had to face the knights of the Round Table or those under Charlemagne.

“What did you meet inside?”

“A hopeless old man.”

He said it as if he was annoyed by the mere memory of him, but his lips were full of smiles.

“But he was someone who had the most amazing dream.”

“...I see. Sigh. Well, it’s funny to ask how you got it when you already have it. So did you think about it for the last three days?”

Kwon Jia took out a Drakma silver coin from her pocket.

This seemingly insignificant thing had a huge weight at this moment, and Yu-hyun knew it very well.

“Yes.”

He had been busy with Don Quixote for the past three days and had put Kwon Jia’s memory on the back burner.

But now, his mind was clear enough to give an answer.

“I guess we should postpone finding your memory...”

“Let’s do it. Now.”

“Huh, huh?”

“Let’s find your memory, Miss Jia.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Really. I’m not joking.”

If he said it with such unwavering eyes, even if it was a lie, she would believe it was sincere. Let alone when it was true without a trace of falsehood.

“...You’ve changed.”

“Please say that my hesitation is gone.”

The past three days with a knight had tempered Yu-hyun’s heart even stronger.

Kwon Jia sighed with relief and nodded.

At least this man wouldn’t waver, and that fact eased her heavy burden.

“Okay. Then let’s do it right away.”

They headed straight to the floor that was used as a dining hall.

“Do you need anything?” he asked.

“No, I don’t. Just this drachma coin and...”

Kwon Jia filled a glass with water.

“This water is enough for me.”

“I wonder how this coin can help you find your lost memories.”

“It’s not a simple coin. This drachma silver coin is one of the first ones that were minted back then.”

Kwon Jia dropped the drachma silver coin into the bottle.

The coin slowly sank to the bottom, releasing tiny bubbles.

Upon closer inspection, the coin was gradually dissolving in the water.

“The coin is... melting?”

“Yu-hyun. Do you know the origin of the word ‘money’?”

Despite the sudden question, Yu-hyun seriously pondered.

“If I remember correctly, the word ‘money’ comes from the Greek goddess Mnemosyne...”

“Do you know what she is the goddess of?”

“That would be memory.”

The goddess Mnemosyne was the personification of memory in Greek mythology.

She was not part of the Olympian pantheon, but she was a being comparable to the first generation of divine Divine Spirits in terms of her longevity.

“Ah.”

“You figured it out. Mnemosyne is the goddess of memory. And what she owns is called the pool of memory, which is the opposite concept of the river Lethe, where the dead forget their memories.”

Before they knew it, the silver coin had completely melted away.

Kwon Jia lifted up the cup.

“Don’t tell me this water is... the pool of memory?”

“It’s not perfect, but a slightly degraded version.”

But it was more than enough for her to regain the memories she needed.

Kwon Jia looked at the water of memory in the cup and hesitated for a moment, then made a determined expression.

She gulped down the water of memory.