"You… remembered?”
Ian's body trembled.
He hadn't yet fully remembered. He recalled meeting Belthoff, but he couldn't recall what they talked about afterwards. Since then, Ian had no clear recollection of where he grew up or joining the army. In this state, Belthoff's words seemed to be a great help in finding himself again.
"I think I spotted you a few times when you were younger. Most of them were probably errands."
"…Well, is there anything else?”
"Well… I don't remember anything else. You've grown a lot, by the way. It's still so obvious that you're always a valuable customer.”
"Haha..."
Ian smiled awkwardly.
Belthoff seemed to remember Ian exactly.
Ian sighed inwardly.
In fact, Belthoff was a gatekeeper who managed one of the many doors leading to the underground.
There was no way he could have a special memory with him.
Thinking that he expected it for no rea...
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