I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 40



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#40 A silent woman (1)

Slurp –

The elf who had been staying up all night finally got up from his bed.

The soft bed felt strange to her.

About 20 years have passed.

During that time, the only place she was allowed to sleep was the cold floor.

Two times.

Two times.

His eyes, shaking anxiously, kept looking around.

I knew nothing would happen, but I couldn’t help feeling uneasy all the time.

“….”

She came out and walked somewhere.

“….”

The door opened quietly and a person sleeping soundly was revealed.

I think your name was Chris.

Her hands caressed Chris’s closed eyes.

Swish –

Even though I was in a state of confusion, I could feel it clearly.

That this person cried on his behalf.

It means that I endured emotions that I didn’t need to experience, shedding tears of blood.

Shudder.

As Chris’s body moved, she hastily pulled her hand away.

Because I was worried that my hands, full of wounds and scars, might have disturbed his sleep.

“….”

I could feel Chris as he fell apart under the curse.

Solid and huge, yet warm and cozy at heart.

Unlike the presence I felt back then, Chris’s body was ordinary.

Manarago was no different from a normal human, and his body was also much weaker than that of a knight.

Is it possible to fight and overcome that terrible curse with a body like this?

“….”

The elf’s eyes, which had been staring blankly at Chris for a long time, opened wide.

The anxiety I had been feeling until just now disappeared as if it had been washed away.

The comfortable atmosphere she felt from Chris was soothing her heart.

An atmosphere similar to the World Tree.

Even the fragrance resembled the World Tree.

Swish –

She sat quietly next to Chris and exhaled softly.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to sleep comfortably here?

When I closed my eyes, it seemed like the images of my fellow countrymen would disappear.

***

“What a disappointment.”

“….There were circumstances.”

The two inspirations’ eyes turned dim.

“Hmm… Every man has his own circumstances.”

“I had a feeling it would happen when you two came out together.”

Inspiration Clocell was looking at me with an openly sinister gaze.

I felt like my circumstances were misunderstood as something else.

“No, that’s not the case…”

I’m also in a confusing situation.

After returning to the Elf Forest yesterday, I fell asleep exhausted.

As soon as I laid my head down, I fell into a deep sleep as if I had fainted.

And when I opened my eyes feeling refreshed, what the heck?

There was a woman lying next to me.

It was the elf I saved yesterday.

“It’s not like that…”

“You promised to be my grandson-in-law and now you’re doing this?”

“When did I promise…”

So, what I’m saying is that I’m a victim too.

How could I have detected an elf sneaking in while I was sleeping?

In response to my rebuttal, Old Clocelle snorted.

“When I was in the barrier, you knew me like a ghost… Are you asking me to believe that now?”

“I told you, that wasn’t my intention!”

I don’t even know why I’m making excuses in the first place.

Not only do I have no intention of becoming the grandson-in-law of the inspirations, but it is also embarrassing.

“Ahem…”

The inspirations began to belatedly notice the elf next to me.

Clocell said in a polite voice.

“Can you tell me your name?”

“….”

The elf’s expression did not change even at the inspiration’s question.

A cold expressionless face.

Perhaps because he was embarrassed, Old Man Clocelle tried to shake hands but instead withdrew his hand.

“I don’t speak well. I hope the old man understands…”

“That’s quite reasonable.”

I gave you a brief explanation yesterday.

I thought that since he had been through something so bad, his condition would not be normal.

The inspirations also seemed to understand.

Inspiration Clocell asked me again with sinister eyes.

“So you know?”

“…yes?”

“You mean the name? You wouldn’t say you don’t know the name after spending a night with someone, right?”

“It sounds really weird when you say it like that.”

Of course I heard the name.

“I heard your name is Serena.”

“Hoo…”

Serena’s face was still cold.

It wasn’t like this when I was in the room…

Everyone except me was watching Serena.

Even the souls that followed us.

“…Serena? Why don’t you smile?”

The corners of Serena’s mouth rose slightly.

But the moment her gaze left mine, the smile disappeared.

“hmm…”

It still seemed difficult.

It can’t be helped, for an elf was suffering until just yesterday.

Then I heard a voice calling me.

“Hey! Chris!”

I was looking forward to meeting this guy.

Look at the priest who serves God, who never showed up when it was really important, and now he’s showing up.

As someone working in the same industry, this was unbearable behavior.

“You’re crawling in now?”

“That’s not it! I also have my own duties within the church…”

Hans’ excuse was this:

It is said that it took a long time to report the appearance of the necromancer to the church.

Because the matter was so important, the meeting became long.

I finished my work in a hurry and went to where the battle was taking place, but I was already gone.

The excuse was plausible, but incredibly annoying.

“Oh my…”

“Chris! I heard a rumor. You’ve got a partner… Is this person by any chance?”

“…companion?”

I have no idea how the rumor spread.

My head was starting to hurt.

How many minutes after I left the room did the rumor start to spread?

When I looked at Serena, she didn’t seem to care.

Rather, he was wary of Hans’ appearance.

It was understandable for Serena to see a stranger appear.

“Hey, you go over there.”

“yes?”

“The patient is uncomfortable.”

“Ah… if you’re hurt, I’ll treat you…!”

After chasing away Hans, who was feeling wronged, I tried to hide in a deserted place.

But even that seems impossible.

Because wherever I went, elves followed me.

“Chris has woken up!”

“Savior of the Elves!”

The atmosphere was much hotter than when I first came.

If it was popular back then, it is now at the level of praise.

It’s very burdensome.

That would be the case···.

“I think that’s Chris’s bell!”

“Would you mind shaking it once…?”

Because the elves were watching my every move.

When I tried to touch the back of my head out of embarrassment, another reaction occurred.

“I heard you got hurt. Was it…your head?”

As soon as these words were said, a solemn atmosphere spread among the elves.

“I can’t just leave Chris’s wounds alone. Are there any elves with potions?”

If we left it like this, all the potions in the forest would gather here.

Not wanting to make things any more complicated, I opened my mouth to stop the elf.

“You don’t have to do that since you’re not hurt anywhere…”

“….”

“…”

What is this silence?

“You fought the necromancer without a single scratch…”

“As expected from Chris….”

The elves were also not without their scars.

There appear to have been casualties when the curse reached its peak, but considering the scale of the monsters, it is safe to say that there were none.

“Isn’t that the same for you guys too…?”

“Until you are humble…”

I thought this reaction was a bit excessive.

I feel like hiding in a mouse hole.

“ha…”

At that time, a savior appeared to save me.

“Chris.”

Romenel approaches with a steady gait.

He certainly looked more energetic than when he was down.

The state of the soul was also very stable.

Maybe it was because Romenel was in the same industry as me, but he also collapsed frequently, just like me.

Shamans aren’t originally this weak.

It is rare for someone to collapse while doing a good deed.

It’s just that the scale of what happens here is extraordinary.

“The World Tree has conveyed its will.”

Are you saying that the airlift has arrived?

There were still problems to be resolved with the World Tree.

“That’s good.”

With a gentle smile, Romenel walked towards the World Tree.

And the procession continued, with the elves following behind me.

It was a festive atmosphere.

“What did the World Tree say?”

“The message I received was simple: to bring Chris there.”

As expected, it’s an incredibly simple operation.

I felt the same way when I heard Hans talk about trusts, but it was so different from the kind of work I was receiving.

To the point where I really felt like my performance as a shaman was lacking…

“Let’s go first.”

As I walked, the number of elves behind me grew.

Enough to fill the area around the World Tree.

“Hmm… definitely…”

A divine energy flowed from the empty tree.

Now it was finally taking on the appearance of a proper Zelkova tree.

“I guess I’ll have to put the gold chain and amulet back on.”

A significant portion of the golden rope had turned black and rotted away due to the aftereffects of the curse.

The amulet was also twisted and seemed difficult to re-function.

“Uh…um…so I just had to come here…?”

“The World Tree said so.”

“Hmm…”

There was no sign that anything was going to happen.

Should I at least shake the bell?

At that moment, I brought my hand to my waist.

I started hearing strange sounds in my ears.

Woojijik –

A sound like something breaking apart.

This is the sound that a tree makes when it splits.

The sound spread around once more.

Woojijik –

“…uh?”

Thud –

It was a branch just as big as my leg.

With fresh leaves.

“….”

“….”

“….”

A cold silence flowed.

It can’t be helped…

Because the branches of the world tree have broken.

“….”

As soon as I saw the eggplant, I had a feeling.

This was a lottery.

I think it’s a good value.

That’s a very good thing.

If only this hadn’t happened in front of the elves.

Elves engulfed in silence.

I opened my mouth awkwardly.

“…That’s not me.”