I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 59



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#59 Open your mouth (1)

A room where quite some time had passed since Chris and Aluard ran out.

The Pope and Klein remained, facing each other.

“What do you think, Your Majesty?”

“…I don’t know either.”

“I think this is the first time Your Majesty has said something like that.”

Klein smiled sheepishly.

How should I express the current situation?

The call I just received from Allure was shocking.

“…the disappearance of divine power is unprecedented.”

“It’s not unprecedented.”

“But, that is….”

There have been instances where divine powers have disappeared.

When one abandons the god one serves and serves another god.

A priest who joined the demon tribe in order to survive from the necromancer.

Although they were a very small minority, they met the same ending.

“This time, it’s different.”

“But the results are not the same.”

“….”

Klein swallowed again.

It was full of things that didn’t make sense.

When it comes to the name Chris, everything gets weird.

Everything I hear is almost like a miracle.

They say even the undead are afraid in front of him.

It was an unbelievable story, but it was a story told by none other than his close friend, Paramon.

It is safe to say that this is a fact in itself, without any exaggeration.

“…perhaps.”

“The end of the long fight may be in sight.”

It was a force that I had no idea how to lead.

Didn’t the Pope and Klein also struggle throughout their lives?

Even now, it could be seen as a crisis situation.

But who would have thought that it would end with the appearance of one person?

How should I express this?

The Pope, who had been pondering, opened his mouth.

“Behind that young man…”

“…”

“It seems like there is a God.”

“…Heh heh.”

There was no sense of tension in the Pope’s body.

How long has it been since I felt this languid?

Even though nothing had started yet, I felt endlessly comfortable.

It seemed like everything was going to go smoothly.

“A long time ago… I feel like I’m seeing a saint.”

It was a very long time ago.

This was when the Pope’s body was still growing.

“It was like this back then too.”

“I think the revelation left by the saint was for the peace of the church.”

The Pope shook his head at Klein’s words.

“What is revealed is only for the world. It is never for the church.”

“…”

“We should go now. Berthe’s group will be looking for us.”

You will also know that they captured the group they sent.

The task of welcoming Chris was quite a challenge even for the Pope.

They arrested me without any reason.

But the Pope’s gestures were relaxed.

“Surprisingly, a justification was created.”

“…His Holiness?”

“Those who went to judge heresy returned as heretics.”

The Pope got up and walked toward the door.

“I can’t just sit still.”

Klein followed suit.

I don’t know what will happen from now on, but shouldn’t I be prepared?

Even if things don’t go well, Chris shouldn’t be bothered.

“But somehow I feel like it’s not really necessary. Our pitiful politics are of no use to God…”

***

“If you pray, it will accumulate.”

“Try it.”

“…Here?”

“I won’t know until I see it. At least explain it to me.”

Aluard, standing in front of the prison, began to explain with a bashful face.

As if he didn’t know he would be talking about something like this in a place like this.

“Once you sign your name in the church and start praying, you will gain a little bit of divine power. From then on, you can say that you have become a child of God.”

“Hmm?”

“That’s why all the priests abandon their castles.”

I guess this is why the priests don’t have surnames.

“Anyway, the time it takes for each person to obtain this divine power is different.”

It felt like building up mana like a knight or wizard.

“As you pray again and again, its divine power grows stronger.”

“You have to pray to grow…”

“Regardless of the god you worship, it is the same divine power.”

“Without regard to God?”

According to Aluard’s explanation, the group called the sect itself was very unique.

Recognize almost all gods below the one who gave birth to them.

It was a kind of polytheism.

However, it is said that among them, the majority are priests who serve Ilia.

Is it because he is the god of the earth?

It was the god most closely related to life.

Because you have to farm to survive.

“It is said that the previous saint was also sent down by Illya.”

“Hmm… but the one who gave is the highest, right?”

“It’s meaningless to have a hierarchy among the gods… but that’s it for now.”

“Hmm….”

“God does not intervene much in human affairs.”

This one was similar.

In shamanism, there is something similar to a hierarchy among spirits.

Among them, those who are called gods do not show direct interest in human affairs.

There are the commonly known Jade Emperor, Dragon King, etc.

Could we say that he is a transcendent being, outside of the secular world?

This is because most of the spirits worshipped by shamans are general spirits, child spirits, or ancestral spirits.

Great shamans worship great gods, but…

“Anyway, you’re saying that you’re cultivating that divine power?”

“The speed is very slow, but… this also varies from person to person.”

After finishing speaking, Aluard bowed his head and clasped his hands together.

Aluard begins to pray, muttering something.

It might not have been visible to others, but I could tell.

Because the light has become brighter and stronger.

“Hmm…”

I looked around but there was nothing special.

The prayer seemed to be transmitted, and the divine power seemed to respond to that light.

“…It’s similar to light being faith.”

That light, strictly speaking, is light that comes from the soul.

It was different from the divine power that exerted actual power.

The divine power can be felt underneath it···.

“…It’s neither mana nor spirit.”

I’ve seen Hans write a few times, but I wasn’t interested in it then, so this is the first time I’m looking at it like this.

It was sacred, but its orbit was a little different from mine.

“Okay, stop it. It’s dazzling.”

“…yes.”

Now that I’ve seen Aluard, it’s time to see those guys.

That way you’ll be able to tell the difference.

The important thing was whether they would obediently follow my words.

“…Can I do the same thing?”

Serena, who had been watching me, took a step forward.

“…Serena?”

At the same time, Downon’s body trembles.

It was clear that Serena was terrified, as she was very scared.

“What on earth did you do…?”

“….”

Serena had no answer.

Instead, Dawnon, who had been winked at, started doing something.

He seemed to be praying with his eyes closed.

But my mouth was blocked so no sound came out.

“…What the heck?”

It would be better for me to take it easy, but that guy is following along so obediently…

“It’s definitely different.”

If Aluard’s prayer found its place, what about that guy’s prayer?

I felt lost.

No matter how much you pray, it doesn’t reach God.

Because the salt was just hovering in the air.

“…How can this be?”

He is not an ordinary person, but a priest.

Are the priest’s prayers floating in the air?

This is something that cannot be possible in my common sense.

Prayer is something that is conveyed differently depending on the heart, but it is something that is conveyed at least a little.

“…”

The prayers continued, but to no avail.

No prayer reached God.

That’s like···.

“…It seems like our relationship has ended.”

Because it is broken, prayers cannot reach.

So the divine power disappears.

“What is this…”

Does it make sense for a priest to break off his connection with God?

Given the circumstances, my body must have been cut off.

How great must God be to be able to do something like this?

Suddenly, something grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back.

“…?”

“…chris?”

“Chris?

I looked back, but there was nothing.

It felt like a spirit had grabbed me.

“Why on earth…”

Why don’t you reveal your identity?

Maybe it’s because it’s still early.

“…I think I’ll find out soon enough.”

It feels almost here.

The spirit didn’t seem that active either.

This time, it seems like the spirit himself has stepped forward, which is rare.

It wasn’t good news, as it was such a big deal.

“let’s go.”

“…Where are you going?”

“I need a room. And a list of your opponents.”

“A list…?”

“Choose some guys who don’t even look like priests.”

Let me tell you what we’re going to do from now on.

You could see it as a kind of whistle-blowing feeling.

If you have cut off your connection with God, this is the fastest way.

“You have to know who it is.”

“…I know everything.”

“I would like to see it with my own eyes…”

If you go see it in person, isn’t it obvious what will happen?

A bunch of bastards will come get me.

It was clear that a lot of useless things would happen again.

“No. Go and write it yourself. You can write it next to me.”

“Okay…I’ll prepare the paper.”

“Hmm… It wasn’t as hard as I thought…?”

Clearly, there must be a much harder and more difficult path than this…

“I feel uneasy… Let’s go for now.”

Fortunately, there was a suitable room here.

However, because it was a church building, there were prayer rooms everywhere.

To be honest, I don’t like it though.

“I want to set up a table, but… I think that will be difficult.”

All I could do was light a candle.

And next to him, sitting on the floor, was Aluard, diligently writing something.

“…First of all, he is the person I disliked the most.”

The information written on the paper was simple.

Name and title.

Age and year of entry into the church.

“Verte…”

Daughter –

When looking at one’s fortune, the shaman informs the spirit of the person.

Shaking the bell.

What I had to do now was similar to that.

“I am sixty-six years old. My name is Berthe.”

Daughter –

“Embedding money received from people for personal gain…”

Daughter –

“I have used the church’s assets privately…”

Shudder.

In an instant, I straightened up my staggering body.

As soon as I said the name, all my spiritual energy was sucked out.

Daughter –

Several scenes flashed through my mind.

I am also seeing what the spirit is seeing.

The guy I saw now seemed to be a guy named Berthe.

Daughter –

“My whole family died when I was young.”

Daughter –

The more I shook the bell, the more strength it lost.

The drop felt heavy, as if it were a large lump of iron.

Daughter –

“Oh my, my arm…”

Daughter –

“I still can’t handle this…”

“…sigh!”

Aluard took a deep breath and shivered.

It’s a sight I couldn’t see when I was a young man.

Daughter –

Is this what it feels like to move your body underwater?

My arms couldn’t move very well and the bell was heavy.

This is what happened as soon as the spirit himself appeared.

I wonder if they are not revealing their identity because I can’t handle it yet.

I’m sure I would have fainted at least the day I found out.

Thump –

I heard something snapping next to my ear.

It must be fate for that guy named Berthe.

And I felt something else besides the sound.

“…Chris! Blood…!”

Blood started flowing from his nose.

There was only one person…

“…Hey, how many are left?”

“Even if you choose carefully, there are still more than a hundred people.”

“What the heck…”

After doing all this, I have to open my mouth too…

Berthea lit the bastard’s paper and smirked at Aluard.

“You guys should get a bigger lottery ticket.”