I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 73



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#73 How Shamans Influence War (2)

“Did something come out?”

“No. Now that it’s night, wouldn’t things change a little?”

I’ve been watching the souls all day long.

What on earth could have possibly possessed them?

I sat on the floor and looked at it all day, but I still didn’t get a good feel for it.

“What do you think?”

Aluard, who was sitting next to me, laughed awkwardly at my question.

“…Honestly, I don’t know. We can’t see the soul. We don’t sense any traces of dark mana or magic.”

“What about Serena?”

“….Something feels strange, but I don’t know.”

I made them stick next to me on purpose.

I knew it wouldn’t be seen or felt, but it was all necessary.

Allure asked me, wondering why.

“Can I ask, Chris, what you intend?”

“Well… you have to know and learn. Broadly speaking, shamans can be divided into two types.”

“Two kinds?”

Since Inspiration Clocell was away, curiosity arose in Inspiration Paramon and the others’ eyes.

“A person like me who has strong spirits and was given the power of a god to become a shaman is called a shaman. But you don’t have to do it this way to become a shaman.”

“Are you saying that you can become a shaman without having to physically enshrine God like Chris?”

Aluard and Serena pushed their faces close together.

Especially in the case of Serena, a high elf, her eyes sparkled to a strange degree.

“I can’t say I’m a complete shaman…it’s something similar…but even if you don’t have talent, if you learn the rituals I do well, it’s not impossible.”

Paramon nodded as if he understood something.

“You’re saying that it’s possible if you put in the effort, even if you’re not born with it? It’s like swordsmanship.”

“….Wasn’t it natural for you to be inspired?”

“When those two come together, a Sword Master is born. In fact, most of it is effort. If you’re curious, please explain further.”

If what the inspiration says is true, it might be very different from swordsmanship.

In this case, innate factors play a large part.

“Anyway… you don’t have to be possessed by a god or dance on a sword like me.”

“Wow…it’s very different.”

“Instead, they play instruments on the shaman stage. It is usually passed down through the family line, so it is also called ‘hereditary dance’…”

At the mention of playing an instrument, Allure looked at the bell placed next to him.

“I know how you feel.”

I glanced at Serena secretly.

Although it is not explained, men and women born into hereditary families are treated differently.

Usually, men become musicians who play musical instruments.

Both of them are constantly learning about shamanism, but the case of women is very different.

A woman born into a hereditary shaman’s family cannot learn about it until a certain age.

Not a single bit of teaching about it is taught.

But the funny thing is that in hereditary shaman families, only women can officially become shamans.

And in a very peculiar way.

“You said it was already decided…”

The method is….

It’s marriage.

“Oh my… I thought only hereditary clans could marry other hereditary clans…”

That was the custom, but who could say anything?

The god who made the connection is a very great god.

“……?”

I waved my hand at Serena, who was looking at me blankly.

If you look closely, it’s quite a coincidence.

A tribal woman worshipping a sacred tree.

That too, a high elf.

If we really want to be specific, the Dangsan God of the Dangsan tree is also called by other names… .

“Is this a family that worships Seonghwangsin…?”

In any case, a woman born into a hereditary shaman family can only learn about the shaman profession after marriage.

Since each household has a slightly different gut, the idea is to go there and learn.

“Can I teach you this…?”

It is usually customary to learn from one’s mother-in-law.

But in a situation like this, what’s the use of nitpicking over small things?

I roughly collected my thoughts and brought the teacup I had left on the floor to my lips.

Hurrup –

Allure now seemed to be tired of the tea and did not want to drink any more.

“Chris, you drank tea all day today. Why did you drink tea when you don’t usually drink it…”

“ha…”

I sighed involuntarily.

How are you going to teach all this?

There really was a mountain to teach.

“It’s called a foot bath.”

“….yes?”

“When a god dwells in your body, your tastes will also resemble each other. Even when I have my fortune told or when I step on a sword…um…anything that reveals traces of a god is a stroke of luck.”

“Blowjob…blowjob…”

Aluard muttered, chewing over it over and over again.

But is it okay to teach this to Aluard?

If you think about it, isn’t it a slightly different industry?

My thoughts were neatly resolved by the babbling coming from my back.

“Abu!”

“Luna is very talented, so she does both. She is both a saint and a shaman.”

“What?”

The saint in that industry is my younger sister, so I thought we could consider collaborating.

“Chris… If it’s hard, I’ll take care of Luna for a while…”

Whoosh –

“….?”

Luna turned her head as Serena extended her arm.

Whee –

Luna turns her head again as if to express her dissatisfaction.

“I guess you want to be on my back.”

Immediately afterwards, babbling broke out.

“Bow!”

As I was handing the bell to Luna, who was struggling, I heard a familiar voice behind me.

Chewup –

“Luna… that’s not candy…”

A saint who grew up eating the shaman’s bells… .

I wonder if this is right.

“It’s really confusing…”

I turned my head towards my grandfather, who was smiling broadly while taking another sip of tea.

It was starting to become clear, so I thought it would be okay to tell you.

“I don’t think there will be a fight today, so I think it’s okay to rest.”

“This is news as good as rain. I’ll make sure to tell the soldiers.”

“Hmm….”

I’ve been feeling surprisingly calm since earlier.

It really feels like having some free time with a cup of tea.

My father also seemed to find it strange that I was acting different from usual.

“You seem a little different today.”

“I think you could consider it a break between intervals. More than that…”

The returned souls were heading towards the gate again.

Eyes that are eagerly chasing something.

And the way he moves as if possessed.

“It’s very different…”

I don’t know much about necromancers, but they were so different.

I feel that they are a people who mock the dead and treat them as their servants.

But the souls I saw now didn’t feel that way.

“It seems more like our method than magic…”

It didn’t feel like it was doing any harm, it just felt like a distraction.

Of course, the souls who went to the mountains like that would suffer misfortune, but the means of luring them to the mountains were polite.

Hurrup –

“I’ve seen this before, but…”

“Does anything come to mind?”

One person’s face kept coming to mind.

No, it’s not a person.

Because the being that comes to mind now is a monster.

“Sir, are there any orcs around?”

“There was no such report from the scouts.”

There are no orcs around, so why do I keep thinking about that guy?

This is the first fortune telling I saw after officially receiving divine revelation.

A guy who shamelessly paid for the first fortune telling on credit.

“This kid, no way…”

“Come to think of it, it’s strange how few orcs there are.”

The inspiration stared at me intently.

“Didn’t you talk about orcs in the Elven Forest too?”

“…It’s nothing special, there’s one orc who ran away after stealing the lottery ticket.”

“Huh, you even read fortunes on orcs? You’ve heard all sorts of stories in your life.”

An experienced inspiration might know something.

“Do orcs have any magic?”

The inspiration made a face as if it meant listening to all the funny things.

“Magic isn’t easy enough for monsters to use. Basically, orcs are stupid…”

“…Right?”

It’s just difficult because I don’t know.

We need to find out the cause so this doesn’t happen again… .

I couldn’t leave the possessed souls alone, but I also felt uneasy about waking them up without being able to properly explain their true nature.

The good news is that it doesn’t harm the souls.

Rather, the souls who should have been struggling were momentarily forgetting their sorrow.

“I need to wake up a healthy old person and find out. Everyone, let’s go now.”

“Okay.”

“Alure and Serena should come and see too.”

The inspiration spoke as if relieved.

“I must go quickly and let the soldiers rest. They will all be happy. They are very tired.”

As I was picking up Luna and shaking her a few times, I heard a strange sound.

It was a voice heard on the way to the castle gate.

“Uh… why…! Isn’t it time yet?”

A young spirit being captured by old wizards.

I was being dragged away with both arms held as if I was being detained.

“There’s definitely still time until shift change…!”

“Hmm… That guy passed out a little early today, didn’t he?”

“Then I ask the priests to help me recover…!”

The wizard who was leading the spirit master clicked his tongue.

“Where can mana be filled with divine power? Just follow me without saying a word.”

“Please…please…my mana hasn’t fully recovered yet.”

“If you squeeze it, more will come out.”

The spirit master shouted as if he was being treated unfairly.

“Why don’t you just squeeze that guy instead of me?!”

Words that would have obviously hurt his colleagues if they had heard them.

But the spirit master who spoke the words soon had no choice but to keep his mouth shut.

“That guy doesn’t come out anymore.”

“…yes?”

“It’s all done.”