I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 13
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#13 Laying out a mat (3)
It took only a moment to get there, but it took a long time to get back.
Because Alyssa was too unstable to fly with them.
A child who had been wandering in the mountains for several days could not have been in good condition.
“Finally..! I’ve arrived.”
Before I knew it, the sun was setting.
It’s the first day of business and we have to close the store like this…
“wait for a sec.”
I forgot because I was in a hurry to get back.
“My money box!”
The money I saved by having fortunes read.
“My bounty…!”
A fat-looking pocket that Randolph was going to give.
I threw it all away and flew away.
“This…this…”
As I ran hurriedly, I saw the mat I had spread out.
Even though some time had passed, people were still there, milling about.
“Here…here it comes!!”
“Are you coming alone?”
A precious box of money was visible through the crowd.
Hans was standing where I was sitting, looking at me anxiously.
I saw my pupils getting moist at the sight of myself alone.
“…Please…tell me you found it.”
It seems like it has been guarding this place ever since I left.
When I saw Hans, I felt my heart sinking.
“Alice….”
It should be visible by now···.
“Oh, there it comes!”
“Alice! Oh my god! Thank you…!”
Hans ran out naked and picked up Alyssa.
People were rubbing their faces at the sight of her crying and shouting thank you over and over again.
“It’s not bad.”
It was worth the effort.
I felt proud that I had properly fulfilled my role as a shaman.
Hans, who was sobbing while hugging Alyssa, came to me.
“Thank you…! I really appreciate it!”
It was extremely uncomfortable to meet Hans’ gaze.
The face of an old man covered in tears…
I had a strong feeling that I would be seeing these looks often in the future.
As long as you walk the path of a shaman, things like this will continue to happen.
Especially here, it seemed like there would be a lot of room for me to put my strength to use.
“You are our benefactor!”
Hans was now greeting me with formal speech.
“How can I repay this favor…”
He was ready to run home and gather all his belongings.
It would be easy if I had money, but I didn’t feel like it.
What should I say, it feels like I did what I had to do.
This must be the reason why the teacher did not accept many lottery tickets.
“It’s okay. Just live well.”
“Although I have nothing, I am not ignorant of grace.”
I felt like if I kept going like this, they would forcefully stuff it into my pocket.
I said it bluntly.
“5 silver.”
“yes?”
“I can’t accept anything more than that.”
Hans’ eyes widened at my words.
“But at that rate… it would be cheaper than hiring a mercenary…”
Hans’ eyes sparkled strangely as he thought for a moment.
Emotion and respect swirled within him.
I feel like there’s one more person who misunderstands.
Hans nodded.
“Since you don’t expect anything in return, I will do as you wish.”
“No, it’s not that I don’t want to…”
What is this guy talking about now?
The more money the better.
But I can only get 5 silver.
Even if I receive more than that, in the end, all I will have left in my hand will be 5 silver.
The people around me started to murmur again after seeing my actions.
“I guess you know Hans’s situation is difficult.”
I didn’t even know that Hans was a poor man.
I didn’t see any hardships…
I could also hear the voice of Elder Paramon, who was speaking slyly.
“I guess he deliberately accepts 5 silver so that he won’t feel burdened.”
“That can’t be…!”
Male.
Male.
Strange misunderstandings began to arise.
“No, guys, that’s not it….”
“There’s no way a young man like that would commit fraud.”
“I have to come tomorrow and see that thing!”
Alyssa added a word to the heated atmosphere, adding fuel to the fire.
“I almost got eaten by a goblin, but Chris saved me…!”
“Ugh…!”
***
Two old men were looking at the bustling street.
“Hey Ramon, you’re a rare young man, aren’t you?”
“Didn’t I tell you?”
“This time, you only take 5 silver.”
The affection that had been shining in Clocell’s eyes deepened.
“You have to live while taking care of your own share.”
Clocelle was growing fond of Chris.
When I first heard the story, I thought Paramon was crazy.
I was more curious because I knew Paramon better than anyone else.
So I called Chris.
If by any chance his close friend was tricked by the necromancer, he thought he would kill him in an instant.
‘I didn’t feel any mana.’
There was no trace of having learned anything resembling magic, let alone the dark mana that necromancers accumulate.
He was just an ordinary, ordinary person.
‘That’s strange too.’
An ordinary person can skillfully catch a goblin?
And that too with your eyes closed?
Clearly, Chris fought the goblin as if he could see clearly ahead.
It was a movement that made it seem like there were eyes not only in front but also behind.
According to Paramon, there is no trace of swordsmanship training.
“The more I think about it, the more interesting it gets. Paramon, can you fight with your eyes closed?”
“Of course it is possible.”
“I see.”
“However, that was when he was a knight of my level. Even a knight of high skill has his limits when fighting with his eyes closed.”
“Did you notice anything about the imperial battle tactics you saw earlier?”
Paramon nodded as if it was obvious and raised his hand, pointing at Chris.
“Can you see my hands and legs shaking?”
“Hmm….”
As Paramon said, Chris’s body was shaking.
“It’s because I showed a movement that my body couldn’t do. I got a muscle injury.”
“Is it possible that he intentionally weakened his body?”
“Absolutely not.”
Clocell nodded slightly.
Because the words of my close friend, the Sword Master, could not be wrong.
At least when it came to swordsmanship, there was no way to avoid his eyes.
“then….”
Clocell, who had been silent for a moment, opened his mouth.
“That guy tore through my barrier without even learning magic, and fought goblins with his eyes closed without ever learning swordsmanship…”
“Hmm….”
“You were willing to save the child even if it meant harming yourself.”
“That’s true….”
“And you don’t even have any material desires?”
Clocell and Paramon’s expressions became hazy.
“You’re such an unbelievably perfect friend.”
“…And he is also my benefactor.”
“As the Sword Master’s benefactor…”
Clocell’s expression turned bitter as he knew the feelings of his friend who was carving the statue.
How much effort was put into trying to change Paramon’s mind.
It was something I had given up on with both hands and feet due to stubborn persistence.
“You are a benefactor to me too.”
“Haha…”
Clocell chuckled at Paramon’s laughter.
It was nice to see the smile of a close friend who had not appeared in decades.
***
“Hehehehe….”
Money is piling up.
Even though it was Cooper and not Silver, I felt reassured.
All together, 1 silver and 25 copper.
Fortunately, I was able to obtain this amount thanks to Hans who kept watch over the money while I was away.
If you add the 5 silver that I had agreed to receive from Mr. Hans, it was a pretty generous amount.
Thanks to you, I can eat meat for dinner tonight too.
Chiiik –
The large chunks of meat were almost cooked.
“This is why I like houses with yards.”
There was no standard for where the yard began and ended.
Since no one lives nearby, the place I decided to call my yard was my house yard.
“First of all… I put one up in the new temple…”
He carried a large piece of meat on a plate and walked to the back of the house.
A small ancestral rite table was set up there.
It may not be a full banquet, but it will be enough to provide some snacks.
Isn’t it true that sincerity is important in anything?
chin.
After adding the meat, it looked pretty good.
I raised my head as I poured the drink into the glass placed next to me.
“There are so many of you.”
First of all, the number of souls in the mountain behind our house was no joke.
Even though only some came down, there were at least ten of them.
Plus, there are evil spirits wandering around this area.
This is a number of people that can be used to throw a party.
“There’s nothing prepared, but please have some before you go.”
– ……
The spirits that had been occupying the graveyard approached the ancestral rite table with smiles on their faces.
And the ghosts too.
“Sir! Where the hell are those bastards getting their comeuppance?”
As I raised the bell, the gathered demons all froze in place.
Shudder.
“If you had lived a good life, wouldn’t you have had a good life? Yes?”
He committed sins against people while he was alive, and even after death, he was unable to correct his bad habits, which is why he became a ghost.
“All your sins will come back to you? If you get caught doing harm to people for no reason, you’ll get punished again.”
Evil spirits that can only be driven away by shouting or suppressing with force.
If I had only had my eyes open, I would have been bullied quite a bit.
“Hey, head, come here.”
Shudder.
He was nicknamed “Head” because the feeling of being hit on the head was so good.
It was quite funny to see him holding onto his head with both hands, afraid that it would fly off again.
“What good did a guy who got his head cut off deserve to be offered a memorial service?”
– ….?
At my words, a dangling soul from the cemetery looked at me with blank eyes.
“Oh, you can eat, sir.”
Those elders are more than qualified to receive the ancestral rites table.
Because they are people who dedicated their lives to great things.
“You little bastards, go eat there, the food is served separately. You guys don’t have any meat.”
I wonder when these guys will become Buddhas because they are so persistent…
I just hope that the reason I remain in this world is not for a bad reason.
Who knows if, if we continue to feed him, he will repent and become a Buddha?
“I guess I should eat now.”
Come to think of it, it was my first meal of the day.