Chapter 42: The Memory War
The announcer stepped forward again, her golden mask catching the soft light as another servant lifted the velvet cloth.
What lay underneath was... unremarkable.
A simple pair of glasses. Round lenses, thin metal frame, slightly worn at the edges. No glow. No embellishment. Just... glasses.
But the room hushed anyway.
The announcer cleared her throat. "Next item. A rare magical artifact of unknown origin, capable of projecting the memories of a person—once. The subject must consent. The user may select the memories shown."
She let that hang in the air for a moment.
"Single-use. No recharge. Ideal for interrogation, dispute resolution, or personal closure. Starting bid: 100 gold."
Noah straightened in his seat.
He just reached into his coat and pulled out the compass-shaped device: the Veilpiercer. Its needle flicked once, then locked onto the glasses instantly.
Cordelia noticed. Her voice was low. "That important?"
Noah didn’t look at her. He just nodded once.