Chapter 9 Memories, Regrets and Longing part 2
“I’m thankful that you want to help, but I know best that my time is running out…, will you really be able to find it in such a short time?” she looked at me worried.
“No problem! Just leave it to me!” I confidently declared.
After that, she told me what the ring looked like and that it disappeared eight years ago from her drawer, where she stored it together with the letters.
I looked at the desk in the corner of the room. It was messy…, books, paper, and other stuff littered the surface.
“Is that the drawer you spoke of?” I asked her as I pointed with my paw at the desk’s drawers.
She nodded. “It’s the one on the right.”
I hopped down the bed and went to the desk. The old lady looked at me questioning.
With my paws, I opened the drawer and started channeling my mana into my ear piercing; it glowed in a faint blue light before the object, that I pictured in my mind, appeared.
“This dimensional storage thingy is as handy as always; thanks, old friend.” I thought to myself.
The magic item that I pulled out, the “Vergissmeinnicht” as it’s called, can track down lost items. It looks like a golden compass adorned with tiny flowers; its petals colored in blue with a bit of yellow in the center. Their stems forming a circle around the back leaving the middle, with the same flower painted on, open.
*sigh*
“Whoever made this was a hopeless romantic…”
I put it with my mouth in the drawer, let my mana flow into it, and pictured the image of the ring as the old lady described it. The needle floating in the encasement began to spin until finally deciding on a direction. “Downwards it is.”
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I picked the compass up again and wandered to the window, jumping on the windowsill. I looked back at the old lady who had observed me this whole time. “See you later.” I said to her before jumping out.
I landed on the ground with my four legs and started my search…
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*sigh*
“The only disadvantage that this body has is that I can’t hold anything in my paws…”
I had to periodically put the compass out of my mouth to check if I was going the right way…
“So bothersome…”
“And that is not the only bothersome thing…” this magic item has a big flaw: it can’t show you the way directly but instead points in the direction. So, you don’t know how far it’s away, and you have to find the way on your own…
If the needle pointed horizontally, it would be somewhat fine, but…
It’s pointing down, and with down, I mean underground…
“How the heck am I supposed to get there!?” I let my head hanging, trying to think of a solution.
“Should I just dig a hole right above it…?” I wandered through town, following the compass direction, still thinking about what to do.
I arrived at my destination; the compass needle pointed straight down. I stood in the middle of a street; not many people were out as the sun began to set.
I looked around, “I would be too conspicuous if I created a big spear of ice and rammed it through the ground, wouldn’t I?”
I sat down on the stone ground, still warm from the sun. “There has to be something underground, but in all my years living here, I never heard of a tunnel system or the like…”
“Should I check the library? No, that would take too long. She doesn’t have the time left; I have to find a way right now…”
“Hmm…” I wrecked my brain to find a solution that didn’t include breaking the round into smithereens…
“…”
“…”
“I’m so dumb…” in embarrassment of overlooking something so obvious, I put my paws over my head, that pressed against the stone, and wanted to bury myself in the ground. Luckly, no one will ever know…
“I’ve lived for so long as a spirit that I completely forgot…”
“There has to be a tunnel system, for…, you know…, the food comes in, so it has to come out…”
“How does that even work for me!? I never thought about it, actually. Where did all the food go that I ate, does it just disappear?”
I shook my head, “No, now is not the time for such idle thoughts!”
I sprinted along the street, looking for the nearest manhole. “If I remember correctly, it should be around here.” I turned into a back alley, and there it was…
“That something like that even exists in a fantasy world…”
I wasted no time and opened the heavy lid, with ice I let grew directly under it, causing the lid to go up.
Without hesitation, I plunged into the dark hole.