Free Web NovelChapter 120: Chapter 120 Memory Fragment_1
"Does this mean that we can see her memories through here?" Aiden asked Fille.
"Yes, under normal circumstances, we succubi can glimpse into others’ memories from here, find the things they like or fear, and draw them into the subconscious to use as material for constructing dreams," Fille answered, "However, it’s impossible to search for a specific memory precisely. The amount of memory information stored in a person’s brain is enormous, and normally, when invading dreams we can only glimpse a tiny random portion. Even the person themselves might have memories stored in their brain that they temporarily can’t recall."
"Her memories are all preserved here? They haven’t been erased?" frёewebηovel.cѳm
"Hmm, the memories seem quite intact, just sealed off," Fille assessed, looking at the mirror in front of her. "I think she must have lost her memories due to a mental spell."
Aiden thought to himself that he hadn’t yet told her the cause of Presia’s memory loss.
"You can tell that just by looking?" Aiden asked.
"Of course. If the memories were directly missing due to brain damage or illness, the memory entrance we would see would also be completely shattered. But what we see now is that the memories are fairly intact; it’s just that the entrance to the memories is sealed, preventing access, just like this," Fille pointed at the chains sealed onto the mirror, "These chains are the spells sealing the memories, very typical."
The memories were there, just inaccessible — this sounded very much like the forgetfulness spells Meiruki Slave used on Avansa before, or perhaps they were even from the same series of spells.
"So you mean if we unlock these seals, she can recover her memories?" Aiden suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope, "Then can you unlock them?"
"Can’t do that, I only specialize in delving into dreams and materializing things deep within the consciousness," Fille waved her hands dismissively, "This spell looks super complicated at a glance, the person who cast it must be a master."
Indeed, Presia was a Great Witch renowned for her mental spells, and her intricately designed proprietary spells would indeed be hard to crack by a succubus’s innate power alone.
"Alright then, what about the blurry figure in the mirror here, O master of psychology?" Aiden continued to question Fille.
"That should be her self-awareness," Fille replied without missing a beat.
"Self-awareness?"
"If a person’s self-awareness were to take a physical form, it would typically be this kind of mirror image. After all, people mostly see themselves in mirrors, and their impression of themselves is stored in memory this way," Fille explained confidently, "Her figure is so blurry right now, indicating that her self-awareness has also been sealed. Without lifting the seal, she won’t even remember who she is."
Aiden turned his head and suddenly started looking Fille up and down.
"Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?" Fille noticed Aiden’s gaze and covered her cheeks with a sudden burst of joy, "Have you finally started to think about my body?"
"Get lost! I was thinking that although you are quite annoying, you do have real skills. Haven’t you ever considered doing something serious?" Aiden said earnestly.
Listening to Fille’s professional tone while conducting psychological analysis, Aiden surprisingly felt she was unexpectedly reliable.
"What kind of serious work?" Fille cocked her head.
"Like... a psychologist?"
"Hmm..." Fille pondered seriously for a moment, "If it’s allowed for us to take a little of the patients’ spirit, then it’s not out of the question..."
"How is that any different from your usual line of work!?" Aiden shook his head.
It’s true what they say about an old dog and new tricks... looks like this one is bound to end up back inside once he gets out.
"I want to see her memories, any memories will do, as long as they can serve as clues. Can you do that?" Aiden made his request.
"Sealed main memories are off-limits, but perhaps we can still gather some fragments from the subconscious. Dolls occasionally see memories or impressions in their dreams that they can’t remember when awake—these are all scattered memories buried in the subconscious," Fille replied.
"You can find them, right?" Aiden confirmed with her.
"Hmph, Lord Aiden, you’re asking the obvious," Fille said, puffing out her ample chest with confidence, "I am the strongest succubus, almost omnipotent in dreams. How could such a trivial matter pose a challenge to me?"
The girl started to float away in her thoughts... Aiden considered, but he made no comment, simply waving his hand, "Then let’s get started right away."
"No problem." Fille suddenly snapped her fingers.
The mirror before them began to emit a faint glow, and at the same time, the chaotic space around them also started twinkling with scattered lights like stars in every direction.
With another wave of her hand, these "stars" quickly gathered, floating around them. Aiden then realized that these points of light were various-sized shards of mirrors, presumably the so-called memory fragments hidden in the subconscious.
Fille randomly picked up a fragment and began to read it. From her hand shot a beam of light, projecting an indistinct and unrecognizable image like a projection.
She immediately discarded that fragment and tried another, which ended up the same.
"What’s going on?" Aiden inquired. freēwebnovel.com
"Don’t rush," Fille gestured for him to be patient, "Most memory fragments hidden in the subconscious are very vague, and even the person themselves would find it difficult to interpret accurately."
After a while, Fille finally found a fragment that displayed a clear image. Seeing the scene, she gasped in surprise, "Eh? Lord Aiden!?"
The image showed a figure, which could roughly be made out to be Aiden, who was talking and laughing at the scene.
Aiden focused intently on the scene, thinking he had finally found something.
The "himself" in the image was wearing the uniform of the Inquisition, which obviously wasn’t a memory that belonged to the Great Witch Presia. The consciousness hiding in this body was indeed Rebecca’s!
As he had suspected, the amnesiac Rebecca felt an affinity for him because of the vague impressions of him left in her subconscious.
Fille continued to try various memory fragments, finding several with "Aiden" appearing in them—some speaking to the scene, while others only observed from the side, leaving behind a profile or a back view.
"Wow! So many memories about you in the subconscious. Was this woman your old flame, or does she... have a crush on you?" Fille speculated after a moment’s thought.
"Not me..." Aiden replied softly.
The person Rebecca cared for was supposed to be the previous owner of this body—yet that man had actually died.
"It’s enough, let’s withdraw from the subconscious," he said to Fille after a brief silence.
