I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 106



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#106 The orc is making a good noise. (2)

“How do I do this right?”

“I explained it to you.”

Was the explanation difficult?

Not at all.

This is a special tutoring class that focuses on only the most important points.

“Where does it start to get difficult?”

“How do you get into the mood?”

From there… .

“From the beginning?”

“…profit.”

A very exhausted Gulag.

What good would it do for a guy like Shaman to be so weak?

“Just give it a try.”

“Okay, I’ll make it work.”

It will be difficult to achieve success right away.

Because Muajijing isn’t someone’s child’s name, and it’s a very difficult part.

“Profit…”

Gulak let out a thud and closed his eyes tightly.

But the two eyes open again.

“….”

“Why don’t you do it?”

“I’m not in the mood.”

Gulag shook his head and slumped his shoulders.

“Human Shaman, think about it.”

“I hear all the orc kids telling me to think about it.”

In the midst of all this absurdity, Gulag was extremely serious.

“Chwiik, I was chased by a necromancer, and all my brothers were killed.”

“uh…”

“How can you be happy when your own people are also dying? Chwiik…”

When I think about it, he really was a pitiful guy.

A strange and pitiful guy.

Gulak slowly turned his head.

“Barku, please hit the drum.”

“Chwiik! Help with the sacred ritual! Grow as a Shaman!”

Soon the sound of drums began to be heard.

Doo-woong –

Dong –

A sound that rings out regularly.

Among them, Gulag began to focus.

“Profit…”

“Hey, do it without any strength in your body.”

The moment I spoke, Gulag began to shake.

A serious look of concentration.

It seemed like he was following along, but it still felt unfamiliar.

“Chwiik, erase me.”

“Don’t even think about erasing it, just empty it.”

A jumping gulag waving a cane.

But somehow, the more I run… .

“Why are you becoming so evil?”

The more immersed Gulak was, the stranger the dance became.

If I’m having fun dancing, it feels like fighting.

“Are you evil? Fight?”

For a moment, my head went blank.

Because a plausible idea occurred to me.

“Wait a minute! Stop!”

“Profit?”

I think I found a way to deal with orcs.

***

Phew!

An orc was hit in the face by Gulag’s hand and rolled on the ground.

“Chwiik! Come at me more!”

This time, Gulak picks up another orc and throws it.

Kuung.

The orcs surrounding the gully began to tangle in a mess.

There was a bit of a scuffle and I caught the moment and screamed.

“now!”

“Tsuiyik!”

Two eyes that sparkle with ferocity.

Gulag shook his body, still holding the cane.

This is what I found.

Orcs are monsters.

That’s more correct than feeling excited.

The will to fight and instinctive ferocity.

“Profit!”

Gulag’s eyes were spinning like a madman.

He completely gave himself over to the fight.

A state of no-self that is reached through a different method than mine.

Suddenly a blue flame burst out next to me.

Hurrrurr –

I opened my mouth again and screamed.

“The fire is getting weaker! Step on it more!”

“Chwieeeek! Everyone, cover the gully!”

“attack!”

Gulak began swinging his staff and striking down the orcs.

The more intense the movement becomes.

The more my eyes sparkled, the more fiercely the flames burned.

“Human Shaman! The Gulag is strange!”

The orc named Barkura was looking at me in confusion.

It was worth it.

Because the current Gulag was running wild like some kind of berserker, losing all sense of reason.

“Keep going! Don’t stop!”

At my words the orcs began to charge again.

A gulak that fights while being hit, seemingly incapable of feeling pain.

Whoosh whoosh –

Following the excitement of the gulag, the flames began to flicker violently.

Yellowish pupils and prominent blood vessels.

Gulag’s actions continued as if he was having a seizure.

The life force flowing out was not ordinary.

The moment when you start to calm down.

“Profit!”

The gully stopped.

He returned to normal as if he had never been acting up.

“Okay! Got it!”

“huh?”

“I’ve learned it now. I can imitate what the human shaman did. I just have to do it differently.”

You already knew that?

Certainly, the Gulag just now was in a state similar to a state of selflessness.

Because I gave myself over to excitement, as if I was giving myself over to pleasure.

“I’ll show you. All orcs, stand back.”

“Chwiik! My whole body hurts.”

“I’ll hit you next time.”

Gulak walked towards the dying flames and quietly closed his eyes.

“The smell has gotten stronger.”

Swish –

Ascending staff.

And then Gulag’s heavy breathing came out.

It was the opposite of me, who started off by calming my mind.

It was fitting that I would lose my mind to excitement and madness.

“That’s quite the monster.”

Soon, Gulag began to move his body.

Dance along with me.

But rather than dancing happily, the body moves as if it is imitating the fighting scenes through dance.

“This is crazy, are you really doing this?”

The orc spirits began to react to Gulag’s actions as if they were influencing the human spirit.

– ….

– …!!

– …%^&!!

When a good event takes place, spirits come and enjoy themselves.

As if coming to a neighborhood party.

Those movements, full of madness and excitement, would make a person run away in fear.

Because these are emotions that a normal person could never express.

If that is the case, then it is the human soul.

“her…”

The excitement of the souls that can be felt.

Emotions that are a little different from the dirty madness that evil spirits spew out.

It was similar to the pure will to fight.

I am enjoying the thrill of fighting.

What’s even more surprising is that it began to affect living orcs beyond their souls.

“Fight!”

“Chwiik! Chwiik!”

Hot breath was pouring out as if he couldn’t contain his excitement.

The drum sounds that had been heard also began to resonate with intense power.

Doo-wooong –

Doo-wooong –

I could feel the madness spreading from the gulak and the orcs’ hearts beating fast.

The fighting spirit and madness that flows from both the orc spirit and the living orc.

“….her.”

I felt those emotions so clearly that my head started to spin.

Emotions that seem to come from fighters rather than the energy that artists exude.

“What is this that I taught you?”

Look at the orcs with their bloodshot eyes raised.

I’ve never seen one, but if there was a light warrior, it would look just like that.

Good, but similar to witchcraft.

In an instant, madness burst out from the orcs and the sounds of beasts were heard.

Rough voices coming out while scratching the throat.

“Krrrr…”

“I want to fight!”

I grabbed Serena’s wrist urgently.

“You have to fall back.”

“Chris this is…”

“…bar?”

Even Luna, who was sleeping while I was having a trance, woke up as if she felt something strange.

The moment you step away from the flame.

The orcs began to clash with each other.

“Hey you kids! What if you guys start fighting each other?”

There has never been a dog fight like this.

When his fist was blocked, he took it with his body, and when the axe broke, he held it blade-first and swung it.

“Hey, is this how it’s supposed to be?”

– …&%$%?

How could this guy know?

The orc spirits each took their places and enjoyed the battle.

I feel vicarious satisfaction watching those guys fight.

“Chris, is it okay if I don’t tell you?”

“hmm…”

If that’s how they enjoy themselves, is there really any need to stop them?

It was not strange that the orcs were considerate of their ways, even though they were of a different race.

Because this industry originally had all sorts of different things going on.

“That’s nonsense. I think things are going well.”

“…This is it?”

“Stop! Shut up! Luna, you need to sleep…”

The flames were burning more fiercely than before.

The purity has increased and even the color has become darker.

“Maybe this…”

The flame where the shaman’s spirit resides.

The stronger the fire that heals the soul, the closer the soul is to awaken.

We need to take a closer look.

Jeokbuk –

As I took a step forward, Serena followed me, looking worried.

Honestly, I’m also confused.

Because it was the first time I had seen this type of thing.

“If I make a mistake, I’ll have to throw it away.”

“…Is that possible? Running wild like that?”

“Okay. It’s not something that anyone can do… but there are some good games that have to be turned over.”

There is something called turning the tables on the good board.

Although it is a taboo behavior, I have seen it once.

The angry teacher overturned the ritual table.

“It’s still brutal…”

A ritual to bring in an evil spirit and perform a ritual.

It was a ritual that gave birth to a fortune even though the person was not a shaman and just had a strange spirit.

A bad idea, obviously done for the sake of money.

In such cases, the spirits become angry.

Because it’s a good game that needs to be turned over before people’s lives are ruined.

Anyway, since I had a connection with Gulag, if it seemed to be going in the wrong direction, it would be better to throw it away.

It would be a problem if we let people who live like that out into the world.

“Hmm…”

Even though I was close to the fire, I didn’t feel any heat.

Rather, I feel like my body is becoming sluggish.

It felt like I was in a hot spring.

“It’s similar to General Shin…”

It’s not a spirit.

Similar to a general, but closer to a strong ghost.

“But it’s a bit ambiguous to even consider it a ghost…”

It seems like it would be similar if a shaman died and became a ghost.

“….”

The spirits before your eyes now are the ancestors of the orcs.

If you think about it, it seems like it could be a similar concept to an ancestral god coming down while holding a rope.

Anyway, the warrior’s soul that Gulag talks about must include this guy as well.

Anyway, it was difficult to define it exactly.

Because there are no words to express this kind of spirit.

“It seems like it’s healing for now…”

Knock knock –

I heard a strange sound.

Thump –

“Serena, can you hear this?”

“…What are you talking about?”

It seems Serena can’t hear it.

That is to say.

“Serena! Take Luna and step back!”

The moment I pulled out the drop, my eyes met the shaman’s spirit.

Blue flames enveloped my body in an instant.

Thoughts in the form of language flowed into my head.

“Don’t touch me! It won’t hurt!”

My eyes turned white and I heard a voice.

“chris!”

“bar!”

It was fortunate that Serena took Luna.

I never thought that fainting after a long time would be like this.

thud.