Waiting For Your Reincarnation Chapter 112

Once Yeon-young was sure she had to find Saeri, she left the center. Ryu Won offered to go with her where she wanted to go, but she refused.

 

Somehow, she felt that if she went with Ryu Won, she wouldn’t be able to find Saeri.

 

In addition, there were many things she hadn’t talked about with Saeri alone. This time, Yeon-young was right to go alone to see Saeri.

 

To help her, Zhaolin stamped a coordinate on her bracelet. It was Saeri’s home address. This allowed Yeon-young to follow Saeri’s whereabouts without too much trouble.

 

Once in the teleport, Yeon-young was deep in thought.

 

‘Did the chairman really help her?’

 

If Saeri was right, what had happened in the emergency room that day to make her open up her powers enough to allow for annihilation?

 

Why did the chairman hide herself without going to the shelter?

 

Or had she already lost her form and disappeared.

 

Anxiety rose like a rising tide. Yeon-young’s mind raced with a jumble of thoughts.

 

There was no point in worrying about something that hadn’t happened.

 

The pillar of light gradually blurred, revealing the spot where Yeon-young was supposed to get off. Her eyes widened slightly at the view through the light.

 

“Wait…, didn’t Zhaolin give me her home address?”

 

The space of light disappeared completely.

 

Stepping onto the ground, Yeon-young stared at the empty space, unable to say anything.

 

Contrary to Zhaolin’s words that Saeri’s house would be here, there was nothing there. She arrived at a flat area of land with only a few patches of dry grass. The surroundings were silent.

 

It was hard to believe that someone lived here. Yeon-young stroked the dry grass with her foot, fidgeting. Then she clasped her bracelet and sent a communication request to Zhaolin.

 

– Have you met?

 

“No. Ms. Zhaolin, are you sure you got the coordinates right?”

 

She clutched the bracelet tightly in her hand and waited for Zhaolin’s response. After a rustling sound, she heard her reply.

 

– Yes, I did give you the right one. Did you go to the wrong place?

 

At Zhaolin’s question, Yeon-young checked her bracelet. Her location was too close to the coordinates Zhaolin had given her to have been teleported elsewhere as before. Yeon-young was not mistaken.

 

“I’m in the right place, but there’s nothing.”

 

– What does that mean?

 

“The place is deserted, like it’s always been like this.”

 

– That can’t be true, I’ve been there many times…

 

There was no reason for Zhaolin to toy with Yeon-young like Jung Jaeho did. Yeon-young bit her lower lip, fiddling with her bracelet out of habit.

 

She lifted her head and stared into space, then concluded.

 

“If it’s all intentional. The erasing of the traces, the disappearance. All of it.”

 

– …I’ll try to track the aura right now.

 

“Do me a favor, if you find anything, let me know, and I’ll do some more searching.”

 

– Okay.

 

She can’t wait to see if Zhaolin succeeds in tracking it down.

 

Yeon-young sighed as she stared into the clear sky. She couldn’t even guess where Saeri had gone, now that she was about to be extinguished.

 

Saeri knew her well, but Yeon-young didn’t know anything about her.

 

“I don’t think it’s the chairman’s office… Let’s go there first.”

 

Yeon-young remembered the last time she and Saeri had met. Saeri had told her to go to the northwest mountains and that she would know when she got there.

 

True to her word, in the northwest mountains, Yeon-young took a step closer to her lost memories.

 

“Come to think of it, I don’t even recognize her.”

 

Yeon-young naturally recalled the glimpse she’d gotten in the northwest mountains.

 

The woman in her memory was graceful, elegant, and beautiful. She was eerily familiar, but she was the only one she didn’t recognize.

 

She reminded him of someone familiar, yet unapproachable and shrouded in secrecy.

 

“A woven board…”

 

Suddenly, Yeon-young remembered the sentence she had thought of in the northwest mountains.

 

“It all rolls within the board that Saeri has woven.”

 

She pictured Saeri with a faint smile on her face.

 

The one who guided her to where she needed to go whenever she was lost.

 

Advising her not to get carried away. A voice telling her that she and Ji Hua were alike.

 

The almost divine ability to stop Ji Hua’s disappearance for a moment.

 

“Are you sure you’re still playing this game?”

 

Yeon-young muttered, as if realizing something, and then she felt a tightly tied rope snap deep within her chest.

 

At the same time, she was drawn inward. It was a space in her memory of a previous encounter.

 

The flower tree standing in the field still looked lonely and beautiful at the same time.

 

Then, with the sound of iron clashing against iron, the chains holding it down disappeared.

 

“Iris.”

 

Iris.

 

The source of this world could be Yeon-young.

 

At the voice calling her, Yeon-young turned around. One of the chains snapped, sending a shower of petals scattering over her head.

 

Still, she could recognize the voice calling for Iris at once.

 

She reached out and grabbed one of the petals. On the petal, she could clearly see the mysterious woman from her memory of the Northwest Mountain.

 

With a long exhale, she could clearly see every single strand of hair blowing in the wind. In front of her, Yeon-young stood with her head slightly bowed, looking at the ground.

 

The woman’s mouth was clamped shut, and she looked a little angry.

 

“I checked, maybe…!”

 

“This world must be perfect, and you must obey its rules.”

 

Under the greenery, the woman shone with her very presence.

 

Her supple, slender body was at odds with her imposing presence. Yeon-young felt a chill, even though she was only watching her memories from a distance.

 

The woman swept up her hair, which glistened as if it had been shattered by sunlight. Then she placed one hand on the crown of her head and patted it regularly.

 

“I told you. You’re more qualified.”

 

“That’s…”

 

“Don’t get carried away. We have to protect the place we love.”

 

“…….”

 

“Iris, they need to disappear from the world.”

 

Yeon-young, who had been listening to their conversation from a distance, looked up. Each word the woman spoke reminded her of someone familiar.

 

As the woman removed her hand from her crown, the space in her memory faded.

 

The more she did so, the more she studied the woman’s silhouette, trying to make it out.

 

“Chairman?”

 

The woman’s lips curved upward in a smooth smile, a mysterious smile that showed a hint of kindness behind it.

 

The sense of recognition, the favorable attitude as if she knew her well, the advice she gave that was spot-on.

 

For the first time, Yeon-young realized that the mysterious woman she had seen in the northwest mountains might be Saeri.

 

Pulling herself out of the memory, she ran a hand through her hair.

 

“Maybe not, but…, yeah. Let’s make a hypothesis.”

 

What if Saeri was the woman in the memory.

 

Who was Saeri in Yeon-young’s previous life?

 

And where would she most want to go if she was about to be extinguished.

 

“The northwest mountains?”

 

She thought of the white Slys, then shook her head. It seemed unlikely that a body on the verge of annihilation would have traveled to such a complicated place.

 

In her mind, Yeon-young put the pieces of the puzzle together. In her memory, the woman was always standing with her in the fields of Iris.

 

“We must protect this place we love.”

 

Tanato, the world Iris loved.

 

And the field with the pillar at the center of its power.

 

If the woman in her memories loved this world so much, perhaps the last thing she wanted to do was to see the pillar above the field.

 

“The Field of Iris…”

 

Yeon-young muttered to herself. Staring into the void, she hesitantly tapped in the teleportation coordinates. It was the Fields of Iris, a place she had traveled to countless times since joining the organization.

 

A teleportation portal opened above the dry grass. Without much thought, she stepped through.

 

She quickly made her way to the field of pillars. There was silence in the field, as all the Slys had been evacuated due to the Snarl invasion.

 

“Chairman.”

 

“You’re here?”

 

Yeon-young’s suspicions were confirmed.

 

Saeri was here, waiting for her.

 

She could see the back of Saeri’s head, sitting comfortably cross-legged in front of a pillar. At Yeon-young’s call, Saeri turned her head very slowly.

 

There she was, her face shaped like a thin paste.