I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 21



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#21 The complicated world is complicated here too (3)

Land where no crops grow.

I’m sure I’ve seen something similar.

Because I’ve traveled around with the teacher and met all sorts of ghosts.

Judging from the stench coming from the farmer, it must be what I saw then.

“It’s strange.”

Whether it’s this world or the next, it seems like the form of Han is similar because it is a place where people live.

So there must be similar ghosts.

Irene, who was following me, asked me.

“Chris, is this something to do with the soul?”

“We’ll have to go and see, but it seems likely.”

Irene was following me around as if she was watching my every move.

I barely managed to stop him from following me into the bathroom.

The inspirations are also gone, so what are you looking at here?

By the way, where are these inspirations?

I saw him being dragged somewhere, saying he had something to talk about with his juniors.

Since your parents have such sad personalities, I guess they’re nagging you?

“I won’t be able to become a nobleman.”

As soon as I thought about it, I saw two inspirations following me.

“And how did you know?”

I couldn’t say anything because I didn’t know where you were, so it was surprising that you came to me.

“Why did Master Paramon use a hammer…?”

“Oh, I’m on my way back from teaching my juniors how to carve.”

The way Clocell looked at me was unusual.

It feels like I’m being viewed as a very strange mass of phenomena.

“What’s going on this time?”

“They say the crops aren’t growing.”

“Wow, you know how to farm too? You can do all sorts of things.”

I don’t even want to explain it anymore.

At first, he answered everything, but Clocell’s questions never ended.

Are you saying that I am someone that cannot be explained even by magic?

At that moment, a foul smell wafted past my nose.

“What is that smell…”

The smell got worse as I followed the farmer.

It almost smells like rotten food…

It was a very foul smell.

But the people around me don’t seem to smell anything.

“I guess it’s only you who feels this way again.”

“Hmm… People who communicate with spirits also have a unique sense of smell.”

“Well…I did spread some fertilizer…”

The stench got worse.

Now, you can find it without the farmer’s guidance.

“Sir, is that the right way?”

“As the rumors say…”

“That’s what they call bravery.”

It seems that he has a reputation for being able to guess anything easily.

When on earth will the role of a shaman be properly known?

As I walked a little further, I came across a barren land just as I had heard.

If the places we had walked so far had been full of crops growing abundantly, here there was not even a single blade of grass.

It’s only natural, since something is taking its place.

“That’s right, that’s right.”

As I spoke those words of confidence, people looked at me with sparkling eyes.

It seems like you’re expecting something amazing.

Paramon opened his mouth slightly.

“This feels familiar.”

“Ramon, did you feel it too?”

The two inspirations and Irene whispered to each other as if they had guessed something.

Clocell came to me with sparkling eyes.

“Come on, try it.”

“yes?”

“Honestly, I have some idea about this phenomenon… but I’d like to see you solve it.”

Do you have any guesses?

How do the inspirations know this?

I haven’t seen that many ghosts either.

“Hmm…let’s see….”

The land was already heavily polluted.

It feels like seeing an evil spirit, as it is filled with a gloomy atmosphere and resentment.

The land itself has no reason to hold grudges.

“This is a ghost.”

“Huh? Are you calling this monster by the spirit?”

Monster?

This is not a monster, it’s a ghost.

“It’s not a monster, it’s a ghost.”

“No. This is definitely a monster’s trace. You might feel differently.”

Clocell muttered softly.

“It’s fortunate that no one was hurt…well, that’s to be expected with this monster.”

Jibakryung has a special characteristic that sets it apart from other ghosts.

That’s where their territory lies.

“It’s exactly like your living room.”

A ghost that has settled down in one place.

There, the ghosts prey on the surrounding environment.

As if it were made with one’s own body.

That’s why the land became like this.

“From here…to there?”

The area was quite large.

defiled land.

There are stains here and there of resentment.

The only thing felt there was greed.

“You’re also very greedy.”

Do you know what the characteristics of these greedy ghosts are?

This means that the body is hidden to protect the subject of greed.

They are the ones who use all their strength to never let anything be taken away by others.

It’s a good thing the farmer didn’t touch it.

Daughter-

“What is this, being greedy even after death…”

It’s no use trying to hide your body.

There seems to be no need for a ritual to summon a ghost.

The closer I got to where the greed was, the more I felt the anger directed at me.

“He doesn’t even know how to welcome guests.”

He lifted the bell and hit the ground.

I deliberately provoked the spirit of the land.

If what is underneath is the object of desire, then doing this alone will make you unable to contain your anger and will crawl out.

Daughter –

The sound vibrated.

The trembling auras were stirring as if they were angry.

“It still doesn’t come out?”

He blew his whistle with a spirit in his voice.

It was a sound that lured away ghosts.

It would be quite frustrating to be in the position of a local resident.

When someone invades your territory, you whistle.

Moreover, since it is a shaman’s voice, it will sound like an insult to you.

The response came immediately.

The sound of the wind stirred and a vague shape emerged from the ground.

At the same time, the wind blew.

“hmm…?”

As I expected, it is a ghost.

But the condition is very strange.

The overall bluish color is definitely···.

It seems really visible.

It doesn’t feel like I’m seeing a ghost with my eyes.

“Do you happen to see this too, sir?”

Old Clocelle walked beside the farmer, who was terrified.

“It’s a monster called Race.”

“race…?”

“It’s a rare ghost-type monster.”

I was wondering why inspiration is called a monster…

The unexpected fact is a little disconcerting.

If it’s a haunted spirit, you can just chase it away or relieve its grudge.

But if it’s a monster, do we have to kill it and get rid of it?

“The races have their own territory. Usually, the surrounding area is dead like this.”

Clocell was standing next to me watching the race, as if he had seen something rare for the first time in a long time.

“The origin is unknown, but it is generally accepted in the magical world that it was created when the human soul was corrupted and dark mana gathered together.”

It seems that ghosts of this type exist in this world.

In the name of Monster.

“If it’s hard, just tell me. It’s a monster that can be easily defeated with magic.”

“her…”

After hearing the words of inspiration and looking closely, I noticed that the physical shape was unusual.

It’s similar to a spirit having a body, but it feels like it’s made entirely of filthy waste.

The important thing was that he definitely had a body.

“The ghost is imitating a human.”

Race’s sharp eyes met mine.

The ghostly energy might make a faint-hearted person faint.

“Tsk tsk…”

It’s impossible for me.

Because I have never lost a fight with an evil spirit.

It felt like this race was of a level far below mine.

“What are you doing looking at me like that?”

There was a dark aura coming from Race, as if he had seriously decided to harm me.

“Let’s see some talent.”

I whistled again teasingly, and immediately got a response.

Swish –

The cold air and spirit energy spread around and reached the ground.

And the stones that had been lodged rose into the air.

If my old self had seen this sight, I probably would have thought he was not an ordinary, vicious man.

Because he’s a guy with such a deep grudge that he can lift a rock.

But now it was more trivial than threatening.

So much so that I thought about hanging out and playing around with them.

“He’s nothing special. I’ll do it too.”

The ghosts must be completely discouraged in the early stages.

He shook the bell and spread his spirit energy.

Daughter –

In an instant, the surroundings were covered with my spirit energy.

And just as the race had done, the stones rose up.

“Hoo, this isn’t magic.”

“Heh heh…”

My spirit slowly encroached upon the realm of the race.

They took away the stones that were placed there, and they are even taking away the houses.

“I don’t need the spirit’s help either.”

The race was going on with great effort.

You were planning to attack me with floating rocks, but I don’t think you’ll be able to move a single one of them.

“Not moving?”

The lace hung stiffly in the air.

There’s no way a guy who’s already lost his home can exert any force.

“You’re not even moving your body?”

As I got closer to the race, I could feel its presence.

The more I look at it, the more amazing it becomes.

A ghost has a body.

It is an independent body, not one that has possessed a living person.

I felt the negative energy flowing from the ground into Race.

“This thing sucked up dirt and made a body.”

Maybe it is possible.

He blocked some of the negative energy flowing into his hand, which had been gathering spiritual energy.

Swish –

A look of confusion filled Race’s eyes as he lost one of his arms.

“What the heck?”

I blocked another part and this time the leg disappeared.

“Where should I get rid of next…”

Fear rose in Race’s eyes.

“Should I let this guy out of his straitjacket…? He’s a monster, so should I kill him and get rid of him….”

At that moment, the urgent voice of a farmer was heard from behind.

“Okay… Wait a minute!!”