I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 53



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#53 Applause for the Devotion (1)

I was walking with my robe pressed deep down.

I had to walk around with my face covered as if I was some kind of criminal.

That would be the case.

“You said his name was Chris?”

“Hey, how dare you call the saint’s name in vain!”

“Do you want to get scolded by the knight under the sky?”

Because the barony was in this state.

I was the subject of all the stories.

That’s why I’m walking around like this.

“No, it gets quiet when the masters take off their robes, right?”

At my words, Old Clocell laughed.

“They fought all night. Aren’t you inconvenienced because of us?”

Paramon also nodded in agreement.

“….”

Considerate inspirations.

I couldn’t complain any more because it wasn’t a wrong statement.

“The barony is quiet.”

“It’s only natural since everyone has fled.”

Only soldiers and knights remained here.

Together with a few Yeongji residents who voluntarily stayed behind to help even a little.

I pressed my robe down deeply as I heard the story again.

“It is certain that God helped us.”

“If it weren’t for Chris, I would be…”

“My son also survived thanks to that. He was on the verge of death.”

Never take off your robe.

This was my thought.

“You’re really popular.”

“….”

I barely made it to the castle walls while listening to endless praise for myself.

As soon as the inspirations took off their hats, the road opened up.

But a huge number of eyes were focused on me as if they had noticed who I was.

“Now you take it off too.”

“…That might be okay.”

It’s already been discovered, so what does it matter?

I took off my hat and raised my head.

Shudder.

“Ugh…!”

“Um… why are you doing that?”

Soldiers tremble and are startled wherever they turn their gaze.

Paramon took my hat and quietly pushed it down on me.

“Hey… can you do something about those eyes?”

“My eyes? Oh, no way…?”

I had a guess.

Every year, the shaman visits the mountain to offer prayers.

It is a prayer to the gods who are serving to ask them to look upon one with kindness.

The problem is this.

The shaman who just came back from the ritual is said to have incredible psychic powers.

And the God who gave me my body is a very great God.

“This is getting tricky…”

So, I’m really into Shinpal right now.

As I offered my sincerity, my own prayers became stronger.

This is probably why your eyes are sparkling.

“This… I can’t control it right now?”

I’m so sorry that I lost my status as a disciple so quickly.

I guess it can’t be helped that there are some immature aspects…

The two inspirations nodded as if they understood something.

“I guess I need time to learn the ropes. That’s what happened to me when I became a Sword Master.”

“I couldn’t control my mana either.”

“….Well, it’s similar.”

You shouldn’t be afraid of shamans.

I felt like even the spirits around me were watching me.

This is honestly a huge problem.

A shaman is a person who comforts the dead and the living.

How could a scary person do that?

“I need to practice some moderation.”

I wonder if I can control the strong energy…?

Anyway, I approached the wall and looked down.

Serena doing something in front of the gate.

“Serena! Are you done?”

Serena shook her head as if to say no.

“Can I ask what you’re doing? I have no idea…”

Clocell’s inspiration left me a little troubled.

Because once I found out, I knew I’d be stuck for a while.

“…Hmm.”

Still, it would be better to say something.

“I’m watering the jangseung.”

“…Are you talking about the wooden horse?”

“Yes. I only drink the water made by Undine…”

“The wooden statue is asking for water…?”

“If you water it, it will grow.”

“…”

The two inspirations opened their mouths as if they had heard something absurd.

It is said that if you water a carved wooden statue, it will grow, so this kind of reaction is natural.

“I guess it’s because it’s made from the World Tree.”

“Uh…”

“This is an unheard of case. Can you explain it in detail?”

As expected, I lightly ignored the old man Clocell who was sticking to me and turned my head away.

“It’s been a while since I went to give it water, and it’s still like that…”

“Hey, Chris.”

Paramon Inspiration pointed to the jangseung.

“You said that would stop the undead?”

“yes.”

“To what extent is this possible?”

“Hmm…”

It was ambiguous.

If you’re with me, you can block most undead from approaching…

“Even if there is only a jangseung, it will be difficult to achieve the same effect as yesterday. Still, it will be difficult to approach the castle gate.”

“That alone would be a great help. But what if I say not yet…?”

“When the Jangseung grow up, wouldn’t two be enough? They are still young.”

“her…”

There is no distinction between young and old when it comes to jangseung, but that was also true for these jangseung.

Because it’s actually growing.

It’s definitely bigger than before I came here, and its face has become more distinct.

Now, I guess you could say he has quite a sharp facial expression.

“If only I had brought it here earlier…”

Paramon mumbled with a sad tone.

It seemed like they thought they could have reduced the number of casualties.

“Unfortunately… that wouldn’t have been the case.”

“hmm?”

“I needed a little help from the World Tree.”

It wasn’t just the body that was worshipped.

The gaze of the World Tree was also upon me.

It wasn’t my intention, but I had no choice but to share it with you.

Thanks to that, it took a little longer though.

“If it was before I went to the mountain, I wouldn’t have been able to exert that much strength. At best, I could only chase away evil spirits…”

“I see.”

However, thanks to paying homage to the two spirits, the Jangseung’s abilities greatly increased.

It seemed to have an effect since it was a branch that had fallen from the World Tree’s flesh.

Soon after, Serena came up the wall.

He looked a little tired.

“…chris.”

“hmm?”

“I think I should go there again.”

I just watered it and now you’re saying you’re going to water it again?

“Jangseung keeps drinking water…”

“ah…”

I don’t know if it’s to recharge my energy after going through hardships or for growth.

“Please…please.”

“…It’s not a bad thing for me either.”

Clocell’s inspiration came between us two.

“Are you good at talking now?”

“…”

“Is it only Chris…”

“…”

Inspiration finally came to me with a sullen face.

“I have a favor to ask of you, Serena.”

“…Please?”

What does Inspiration have to ask Serena?

Are you trying to follow me around and harass me like you did to me?

Fortunately, it was a request different from what I expected.

“There’s a flower garden in the estate. I thought it would be nice if we could go there together.”

“A flower garden?”

Come to think of it, I did take some flowers from the Elf Forest too.

If it’s to that extent, wouldn’t it be worth asking?

“By the way, let’s go see our Lucia too.”

Tingling.

It might have been possible if I hadn’t said that last word.

“Oh my…”

At that moment, knights appeared riding horses and galloping out from outside the castle.

As they waved their flags, the situation on the walls changed.

Ding ding ding –

“It’s the enemy! Everyone, prepare for battle!”

In an instant, soldiers were climbing up the walls.

It was a face shrouded in fear that hell would begin again.

At the direction of Pharamon’s inspiration, the gates opened and closed, and the knights entered the castle.

“Chris, what do you think? How many will die?”

The expression on his face was so stiff.

There’s no need to be so nervous.

“Nobody dies.”

I glanced over and saw that there was no one who was about to die.

And no one will get hurt.

“It’s an undead attack, is that okay?”

“Yes, it’s okay.”

Before long, undead began to appear in the distance.

A much smaller scale than last time.

To be honest, it was on such a large scale that it could disappear after a few stirrings.

The inspirations also had relaxed faces after confirming the scale.

And in front of him, people were riding horses and running.

“Oh my.”

When I saw the face in front, I couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

Aluard was leading the knights.

“I guess you were chased out.”

It must have been hard work, because no one looked normal.

Because all the armors had lost their shine.

It looked like they had been fighting all night.

Soon their screams could be heard.

It was a scream filled with divine power.

“Undead in pursuit! Open the gates!”

A knight requesting that the gates be opened.

“You must not open the gates! You must strengthen your defenses! We will fight under the walls!”

Aluard shouts with his throat clenched, telling people not to open the gate.

As they flew through the sky, no light was visible to anyone except Aluard.

“Master, do as you wish. Even if you open the gate, no one will die.”

“Thank you.”

I heard it clearly from the inspirations.

That’s what they did.

I wondered why the spirit was so angry…

How can you not be angry when people who claim to worship God do such things?

Paramon gave an order to the knight beside him.

“Never. No matter what happens, do not open the gates.”

“yes!”

Even the inspiration of Clocell coldly ordered the wizards who had climbed up the walls.

“Save your mana.”

So now it was my turn.

I took off my hat and the wind blew across my face.

Daughter –

Daughter –

“Uh…”

“It still doesn’t make sense when I look at it again…”

The sound of the bell reached the totem pole, and the movements of the undead approaching from afar slowed down.

But the knights themselves didn’t seem to know.

“Quick! Open the gate! We are knights dispatched by the church!”

Despite their cries, the spirits seemed unwilling to open the gates.

Should we call it a little karma?

Even so, I’ll be able to get back to normal health.

There were still people who had things to do.

Clocell’s inspiration shouted with a relieved expression, filling his mana.

“Since your identity has not been verified, we will conduct a brief investigation and then open it for you!”

Even Pharaoh Pharaoh smiled with satisfaction.

“Roselle, I’ll leave it to you.”

“I’ll give you a firm scolding.”

An urgent scream was heard from outside the castle.

“There’s no time for that! We’ve already fought our way through countless undead to get here!”

The knights shouted loudly.

“No more fighting!”

Sigh.

Clocelle smiled and picked up his ear.

“The investigation isn’t over yet, so please wait!”

“The undead aren’t all there is! There are large numbers of undead far away…!”

Clocell’s inspirational answer was amazing.

“I think the investigation will be over by the time the enemy’s rearguard arrives.”