I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 47



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#47 Work goes to the mountain (1)

Empty town.

In this place where only traces of human life remained, the knights were lined up with nervous expressions.

“Do you know why we were chosen?”

One of the knights asked his colleague.

But his colleagues didn’t know anything either.

“You’re singling us out to investigate the necromancer… There must be many excellent knights…”

“…..”

Although it was a soft remark, it was clearly heard by all the knights present.

It could have been an insult, but their expressions were silent.

Because it was a routine thing.

“I can’t say anything other than that Pharaoh himself selected them…”

The knights clenched their fists at the mention of the name Paramon.

Who was he?

A person who led the knights on the front lines and walked away from countless dark nights.

Not only his swordsmanship, but also his achievements and chivalry were respected by all knights.

For such a great man to choose them.

Some of the knights bowed their heads as if they were not confident.

“…”

“….”

Most people here will feel the same way.

Because they were the weakest of the knights in the empire’s capital.

The Continental War took the lives of countless knights.

It had nothing to do with whether or not one had the skills.

Their ancestors were the same.

The swordsmanship and experiences that should have been passed down through the family were not properly passed down due to their deaths.

The original form of swordsmanship remained, but all the skilled knights who should have passed it on were dead.

Naturally, they were weeded out among the knights.

“…”

“….Honestly, I’m not sure if we’re the right people for this job..”

Damn it.

Damn it.

Footsteps were heard and the knights’ gaze turned towards that place.

“P…Paramon, welcome!”

“Hail to the great knight!”

Nod.

Tension ran high among the knights.

There was a large wall between them and Paramon.

Sometimes, all they could see was their faces from a distance.

Gulp.

The knights who came face to face with Paramon felt their saliva run down their throats.

My hands were sweaty from the tension and pressure.

Everyone who saw his stalwart appearance was in the same situation.

Paramon’s mouth opened.

“I guess you’re curious as to why they came here.”

The knights, their bodies stiff, answered in one voice.

“no!”

“I heard it all on my way here.”

Shudder.

“….”

“….”

There was absolutely no way he would have anything to say.

The knights’ mouths closed, and Paramon’s mouth opened.

“You call them ‘Broken Swords’?”

“…”

The knights averted their gaze as if embarrassed.

They were knights too.

I couldn’t help but feel ashamed when such words came from the mouth of someone I respect.

“Okay. Let me ask you something.”

“…”

“Why are you broken?”

There was no article answering Paramon’s question.

I had a lot to say.

But how could one say that in front of Paramon?

“Why is there no answer?”

“…”

“…”

War is fierce.

A moment of hesitation and a loss of a neck was war.

If it was a battle with a necromancer, there was no need to say anything more.

Pyramon’s evaluation was strict.

“If you go into battle in that attitude, you’ll all die. Don’t show yourself as a pathetic knight.”

The knights straightened their posture and answered.

“Yes! I understand!”

Paramon walked away from the knights.

Leaving a word behind.

“Let’s ask again after this is over.”

***

“hmm…”

No matter how I think about it, it’s strange.

Where people live, there is no soul.

After exploring the town for a day, I can only conclude this.

“There’s really nothing…”

There weren’t even any common ghosts.

Even when I went to the grave, I couldn’t see a soul.

Honestly, this is impossible by my standards.

Anyway, today was another day in vain.

“But… why do those guys keep doing that?”

After one investigation, the wizards gathered together and were doing something.

If I had to say it…

Picking Jangseung.

“Haaap!”

Trembling.

The wizard’s arm trembled.

His face was pale, as if he had used up all the strength in his body.

But, despite all the hardship, the jangseung stuck in the ground did not move at all.

“Hey Chris, what’s going on?”

Even if you ask me, I don’t really have anything to say.

A similar thing happened before Jangseung was made.

This is one of those mysterious articles.

“I guess…you just don’t want to be picked?”

“No, I’m asking how it is so firmly fixed.”

Another wizard was already there, pulling the jangseung forcefully.

Judging by the mana flowing around his body, it looks like he even used magic.

“There’s no magic on that wooden statue. That kind of phenomenon can’t happen.”

“Yeah… I’m good at it too…”

“What on earth is that stone statue?”

I was about to answer, but I just kept my mouth shut.

Try answering that question with, ‘Is it a branch of the World Tree?’

For the next three days, you will be subjected to a barrage of questions.

I think you’ll notice it soon anyway…

Seeing the wizards so excited made my thoughts more certain.

“How can this phenomenon occur without magic?”

“What the heck is going on!”

“Has there not been a single wizard who has read the relevant books?”

It was like a festival scene.

I guess you could call it a gathering of perverts.

Because all the wizards who were examining the jangseung were trembling.

“Haa… I need a normal person…”

“…”

“Serena is the best…”

While I was talking to Serena, Master Paramon slowly approached me.

“…?”

The atmosphere was a little different than usual because of the way we were observing each other.

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing much…”

Old Man Paramon speaks hesitantly.

“I wonder if they have any major problems?”

The fingertips of inspiration were directed towards the knights who stood still and thought about something.

“If there’s a problem… what…?”

If you ask me out of the blue whether there will be any problems, I have too much to say.

The scope is too broad.

“What… I mean, death or injury or something like that.”

“Ah… I don’t see that yet.”

It was the same for everyone here.

There are no particular signs yet.

I felt like there was a scar there, but it wasn’t a big deal.

Perhaps you were sent on an investigative mission, so you had to take risks.

“If you get a death prediction from them, please tell me right away.”

Judging by the attitude of the inspiration, it seems that they are worried.

“It’s the same thing as becoming disabled or seriously injured. Please do me a favor.”

After hearing my answer, which Pharaoh had emphasized several times, his stiff face finally loosened.

As I read the articles, I kept feeling that these were truly pitiful people.

He has talent and good luck.

But things weren’t going well.

Should I say that it is a life that is not solved?

“Are these people someone you know, sir?”

“They are descendants of comrades who fought together in the past.”

“hmm…”

It felt like he was always taking care of it.

As I looked at the inspiration’s expression, my heart throbbed.

“Inspiration.”

“Tell me.”

“Do you have some money?”

“….”

I immediately took the paper and pen from Serena.

“Hey, just sit down.”

The inspiration seemed to know what I was going to do.

Maybe he felt sorry for me so he couldn’t bring it up.

“Can I ask you a favor? I feel like I’m making you suffer for nothing.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s my job.”

Daughter –

“Let’s see… that guy over there…”

There was an article that caught my eye.

Of all of them, this one is probably in the worst condition.

“I heard that knight is a genius. And if he’s a government official…”

If there is a Jeonggwan in the Gishinun, things like unemployment, salary cut, or demotion can happen at work.

At times like this, it was always a time to be mindful of one’s body and mind.

I explained the contents and wrote them down on paper right away.

“He has a brave and strong disposition, but his luck is blocked.”

“Hoo…”

“But the reason your luck is blocked is because of you. If you just change your thoughts a little, I think you’ll become a great person.”

“I see. How is that guy? He’s a guy I’ve been keeping an eye on. His grandfather was a truly great knight.”

Daughter –

He was a very nice person.

A person who is honest and has no shame in his efforts.

But, he was destined to have no benefactors in life.

In such cases, it is difficult to succeed.

People are meant to live by helping each other.

“I could fly if only someone would help me.”

“Is there a designated person to help you?”

“Hmm…”

In fact, the relationship with a noble person is very complicated.

There are cases where a person who was an enemy until yesterday was actually a noble person.

If we look at the relationship between the inspiration and that person···.

“But since we are connected by fate, I think it would be okay for you to help me.”

“In what way?”

“Great help can bring trouble. If you only point the way to sincerity…”

“I see…”

Every time I spoke, inspiration was listening carefully.

As if he wanted to remember every single person without exception.

As I looked at the dots, I noticed that there was one thing in common overall.

Contempt and ridicule passed through my mind.

“By any chance…those people…”

“That’s right. They’re friends whose skills are a bit lacking.”

“Hmm…”

“But they are all excellent friends who deserve to work in the capital of the empire.”

They were people who lacked neither talent nor effort.

Overall it was a bit daunting, but from what I’ve seen it’s great.

Even if the inspiration brought you here, wouldn’t you learn at least a little bit?

As if he knew what I was thinking, Elder Paramon shook his head.

“Swordsmanship isn’t the problem.”

“yes?”

Was there anything more important to a knight than swordsmanship?

“My companions were not just skilled swordsmen and stormed the battlefield. In fact, they were just ordinary knights at first.”

“Hmm…”

The inspiration burst into laughter.

“Haha…Knights grow through fighting.”

As the knights’ fortunes were about to end, a wizard came running.

“Lord Paramon! I found the trace.”

“Let’s go right away.”

“But that…”

The wizard turned his gaze to a place that seemed troubled.

“The trail leads to that mountain.”

I also turned my gaze and looked at the mountain.

But the mountain···.

“That mountain…?”

It was high.

Incredibly.

“Do I have to go up there?”

“At first glance, it seems that way.”

“….”