I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 54



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#54 Applause with sincerity (2)

Aluard closed his eyes and bowed his head.

Near the castle walls, which seemed to have already been cleaned up.

But the bloodstains that had seeped into the floor proved how many casualties there had been.

“Oh, Lord, and Ilia, the god of the earth, please embrace them warmly.”

If I had come here earlier, could I have gotten rid of these bloodstains?

After finishing his short prayer, Aluard looked at the still firmly closed gate.

I also noticed some knights muttering nearby.

“Iris, the goddess of the night, has visited twice…”

“That’s right. How come the gates aren’t open yet?”

“At such an important time. I don’t know if you know what you’re doing.”

Aluard shook his head at the sound he heard.

In the face of this tragedy, all you can say is that you won’t open the gates.

I also didn’t like the fact that Iris had visited twice.

Words that are said with a lot of muttering.

Because it was obvious that he was obsessed with the sense of privilege that comes with being a priest.

“….”

Aluard glanced at the knights and fixed his gaze on the gate.

A wooden statue that no one cares about.

As Allure, I wondered how he could not care.

It’s overflowing with such divinity.

It felt different than the last time I visited Chris’s place.

“How did that little wooden statue…”

Aluard felt it clearly.

A sacred aura flows out from that wooden statue, driving away the undead.

But no matter how much I looked, I couldn’t find any divine power that the priests possessed.

It just felt divine.

“There are many things that are unknown.”

What kind of artifact is supposed to repel the undead?

It was possible only with a holy relic filled with divine power.

And as far as Aluard knew, there was no relic with such a form.

“…”

Aluard’s thoughts reached the bell Chris was shaking.

I was able to feel it clearly through this incident.

That the sound of the bell affects divine power.

Likewise, I guess I’m the only one who feels this way.

“…hmm?”

At that moment, Aluard raised his head at the sudden gaze.

A person who wears a robe with deep pressure.

Even though he couldn’t see his face, Aluard could tell right away who he was.

“Chris…?”

Aluard turned his head away from her gaze in a hurry.

I felt guilty.

It would be right to say that it is shameful and embarrassing.

It was an unfamiliar feeling to Aluard, who had lived according to the word of God.

It was an emotion I felt every time I met Chris’ eyes.

“ha…”

What would you do if you were the next candidate for Pope?

There was still a lot I didn’t know, and even less I could do.

“Ilia…”

Aluard bowed his head and began to pray.

***

“Ouch… my eyes are dazzling.”

I thought I had gotten used to it, but then Allure suddenly started emitting light.

It looks like he’s praying…

“…I don’t really like it.”

It seems like that’s how they pray in the religious sect, but in my opinion, it didn’t look very good.

Where can you offer your sincerity with bare hands?

I should at least have a small meal.

“Still… it seems like prayers work.”

Every time Aluard walked around and bowed his head, the area underneath the walls flashed.

It would have been much more effective if we all did it together.

“What are the rest of you doing just standing there?”

“….chris.”

“huh?”

Serena, who had been fidgeting for a while, finally spoke to me.

Since he’s always been a quiet person, I was curious what was going on.

“why?”

“…I need to water the jangseung.”

“…uh?”

Serena couldn’t go because the knights had been lying in wait in front of the gate for two days.

“You’re more dedicated to the Jangseung than I thought…”

“…”

“Just wait a minute.”

I spoke straight to Inspiration Clocell.

This is because it was Elder Clocell who was in charge of raising the paladins.

“Sir, when are they coming in?”

“Hmm? Should I let you in now?”

“No, that’s not it…”

Didn’t you say you would contact the church and do a background check?

When I asked my inspiration, all I got in return was a laugh.

“You haven’t even contacted me yet.”

“yes?”

“Anyway, the identity is certain. I’ve already received it from my informants.”

“hmm…”

“I heard they are making a formal protest to the church. I heard they are supposed to avoid combat while they are receiving the oracle.”

“Is it a trust?”

What kind of trust do you have that allows people to die?

“You were talking so loudly about coming to support me on that topic.”

“Ramon said there was some other political reason involved. I’m out looking into it now.”

“her…”

I want to leave them alone a little longer because what they did is so disgusting.

“Is there a reason you asked?”

“Ah… That’s… I need to give it some water…”

Ouch.

Shudder.

The wizards surrounding me came closer in surprise at my words.

Their expressions were unusual.

“Lord Clocell, I hate knights, but… maybe…”

“Won’t there be a problem with the artifact?”

“I haven’t even started researching yet.”

Old Clocel spat out a sigh of embarrassment at the wizards’ holy fire.

“Well… that’s true… but we shouldn’t open the gates yet.”

“If I study that artifact, wouldn’t it be of great help in dealing with the undead?”

“I agree.”

That wasn’t a wrong statement.

If only the effects of Jangseung could be achieved with magic.

It’s probably impossible, though.

The wizards whispered among themselves in the silence of inspiration.

“What if something goes wrong with the generals?”

“I heard that they only drink water made by spirits.”

“….?”

Generals···?

“Hey, is that why you call Jangseung ‘General’?”

“Hmm…”

The wizards exchanged glances and kept their mouths shut.

But those winks were directed at Serena.

“…Serena?”

“….”

“if…?”

Nod.

“Do whatever you want… That’s what the person who gives water says.”

When the conversation was over, everyone looked at Old Man Clocel.

And inspiration was looking at me.

“Is that okay?”

It wasn’t a question of asking fortune teller to see what would happen.

It is said that he received a call from Klein’s inspiration.

But the content was a bit absurd.

One of the religious factions claims that I am a heretic.

In addition, there were words from Klein’s inspiration to get out of the way for a while so he could figure it out.

He seemed quite sorry about what had happened.

“Um… heresy…”

Things get complicated when it comes to heresy.

This is where the power of the gods really comes into play.

There are saints and saintesses, and the power of God is manifested through divine power.

If you are accused of being a heretic in that situation…

But my answer was already decided.

“are you okay.”

“Are you sure it’s okay? It’s not as easy as you think if you get involved with heresy.”

“It doesn’t matter. I have to stop by the church anyway.”

“…Did you have any business at the church?”

I have something to do.

One of the guests was Aluard.

If I hadn’t come here, I would have been in class by now.

“It’ll be hard, but that’s just my fate…”

At that moment, Pharamon walked towards here.

“It’s not that simple of a problem.”

“yes?”

“I just got back from contacting Klein. It seems you’re more involved than I thought.”

What would I have to do with the church?

I’ve only met three people who belong to the church.

When Pharaoh Pharaoh nodded, everyone around him dispersed.

This is a story that must be told in secret.

“The current power of the church is divided into two. The pro-papal faction and the anti-papal faction. Among the pro-papal faction, Klein is said to have considerable power.”

“But?”

“Their justification was this. ‘We cannot proceed with the trust now that we have to receive it, while keeping the group that is with the heretics.’”

“…?”

“I guess he’s planning to frame you to get Klein out.”

“her…”

“Funny enough, when it comes to the issue of heresy, there is no justification for opposing it.”

Paramon’s inspiration was right.

Who can stop punishment in the name of God?

If that happens, they too will be associated with heresy.

Besides, I’m a commoner, so he probably thought he could easily take care of me.

Seeing my serious expression, Elder Paramon opened his mouth slightly.

“There’s nothing to worry about. You are already more amazing than you think.”

Inspiration pointed to Serena.

“Aren’t you the elf’s benefactor? Hans reported it, but the church doesn’t seem to believe it.”

Now that I think about it, that’s what I was like.

When you become a great shaman, you will start to build up connections one by one.

Now, I have a network of connections.

This is not what I was hoping for, though.

“Well, that has nothing to do with it…”

Since it is a path you have to take anyway, avoiding it won’t help you.

It’s going to be a tough road, that’s for sure.

It wasn’t a question of safety or not.

That would also be one of my homework assignments.

“That’s why I told you not to open the gates until now.”

Somehow the gates were locked for two days.

I thought it was just venting my anger, but it seems that wasn’t the case.

Is this some kind of consideration from the elders?

“Just open it. It’s okay.”

“Hmm… If they come, you might be dragged to the podium.”

If I have to leave, there’s something I absolutely have to say.

I haven’t been able to relay it yet because the exact information hasn’t come down yet…

“Don’t go up the mountain to catch a necromancer, by any chance.”

“hmm…?”

“If you go there, it will be the worst of the worst. You will be in big trouble.”

“Let me remember that.”

The inspirations nodded as I gave them a few more words of encouragement.

“Don’t worry, we won’t stay still either.”

“Reinforcements are coming from nearby territories, so this place will be able to hold out as well.”

With those words, the gate opened.

In my view, the road ahead is full of hardships.

“Oh my…my fate…”

Now that I’ve been applauded, has my fate become even more twisted…?