I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 74



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#74 How Shamans Influence War (3)

“Umm…”

The souls were more absent-minded than I thought.

The soul that looks the most sane among them.

It was not easy to find a soul with a straight heart rather than one that was in good condition.

“For now, I think this person would be the best…”

The sharp gaze that remains even in the midst of a loss.

It was a soul with a wound that seemed to pierce through from the back to the stomach.

He was walking forward with both hands grasping the air as if they were holding something.

The souls who have taken such a peculiar posture are those who had a strong desire for it during their lifetime.

If we compare it to this person… .

“He is a man who wants to fight even after death.”

A person of considerable age.

I walked carefully towards him and lifted the bell.

“Excuse me for a moment.”

He swept the soul’s shoulders with a stick with a drop attached.

Then, the head turns around with shaking pupils.

– ……

“Are you your son?”

His gaze, scanning the wall, stopped in front of a young soldier.

Nod.

“What a son with a wonderful soul.”

The old man’s head was scanning the other souls walking by.

“Everyone is going somewhere. Do you know where?”

– …..

The old man’s hand pointed somewhere as if he realized that his voice wasn’t reaching me as he was trying to say something.

It was the top of the mountain where the necromancers were.

“Why are you going there?”

Crackle crackle.

“Umm…”

As expected, there was no trace of magic.

It wasn’t like there was any trace of a curse.

After a while, the old man moved his mouth as if explaining something.

“….Comfort?”

Nod.

“It’s comfortable if you go there…?”

What could be done to bring this awareness to the soul?

“no way…”

I did know of one that was of a similar kind.

Something that is not magic and can have a similar effect on the soul.

“incantation?”

Are you saying that witchcraft exists here too?

Serena and Aluard were staring at me blankly.

I was carefully scanning the empty space where my gaze was focused, but it wouldn’t be visible.

“By any chance, is there anything that has a similar power that isn’t magic? For example, making you fall in love?”

“…doesn’t exist.”

“Even elves don’t have that.”

It seems that they also do not know about this power.

“this…?”

Isn’t there one being that somehow fits in with witchcraft?

An entity that has been on my mind since a while ago.

Gulag, said to be the descendants of the Orc Shaman.

It seems clear that he followed the spirit of his great ancestors.

“I’m tangled up in a strange place.”

I never thought I’d hear news here that I’d never heard before.

If, indeed, this phenomenon is caused by witchcraft, then there is a problem.

“I don’t know about witchcraft…?”

Strictly speaking, things like talismans could be considered similar to witchcraft, but it is a slightly different field from mine.

Wouldn’t it be more like a witch to be like this?

There are people in other countries who specialize in witchcraft, but I’ve only seen them a few times.

These were new things to me.

The remaining traces also felt new, not like the ones I had seen back then.

“This is a problem in its own right. Even if I find out, what can I do about it?”

Since I don’t know how to dispel the spell, there’s nothing I can do if this happens again.

If you try to break it by force, you might be able to, but it’s not like you can travel around the entire continent.

Necromancers will appear all over the continent.

Then the old man who was looking at me started gesturing and telling me something.

– ….

“…yes?”

His fingers moved in the air, forming a square shape.

And an old man pretending to grab something and throw it away.

“…Is it a book?”

Nod.

His mouth moved again, trying to convey something.

“You read the book? You didn’t read it yourself? It just came to mind.”

Nod.

Whee –

Wheeeeeek –

This time the hands were moving around in a fluttering motion.

The swaying movements are like.

“…fire?”

– …..

“Blue light?”

Nod.

“Blue fire on the mountain top?”

It’s a blue fire… .

As expected, it was a strange phenomenon I had never heard of before.

“Sir, do you know anything about blue fire?”

“I’ve never heard of it. I’ll ask Roselle later.”

“Hmm….”

The inspiration opened his mouth, stroking his beard.

“Can’t we get the mountain top stuff for free?”

“Strangely, only the upper part doesn’t receive any air support.”

It was the same when I first went to the mountain.

The upper part was just dark no matter what I tried to do, and no significant attack came down.

What is certain is that the entire mountain is connected to fire.

In an instant, the visible mountain peak became tinted darker.

“This is driving me crazy. Sir, what do you think happened over there?”

Just as the inspiration was about to answer.

Aluard took out the crystal ball from his bosom.

– Are you Alured?

The voice sounded quite urgent.

It was natural that everyone’s attention was focused on it.

“That’s right. What’s going on?”

– I should have spoken to His Majesty first, but Klein told me to contact you here first.

“Mr. Klein? Why didn’t you contact me directly…?”

– Lord Klein is currently unconscious after a fight with a necromancer.

Shudder.

Everyone’s body, including mine, froze.

Why is the old man who should have arrived at the podium in perfect health collapsed?

The explanation continued in the modification section.

– There was an attack while escorting the traitors. Two 7th circle necromancers and one 6th circle necromancer.

“Is this a necromancer attack?”

Aluard’s face was extremely hard.

If there was an attack by a necromancer, the traitors behind it will change depending on what happens next.

– Of the traitors, only Berthe escaped with us. We questioned him too, but…

“Were they associated with necromancers?”

– It is suspected that only Berthe had contact. However, even Berthe looked puzzled. He too was dragged away, struggling.

“……”

– Klein succeeded in killing a 7th circle necromancer. He was fighting while protecting the priests from the attack…

It was a moment when I felt sorry for no reason.

It’s true that he went back to his original role, but the result was an injury.

I heard that they are definitely letting you rest now.

Paramon also seemed worried and was looking at the crystal ball.

– That’s all. I will contact His Majesty immediately.

“please.”

The light from the crystal ball disappeared and communication was lost.

And Aluard looking at me.

“I think the reason you asked me to contact you first was to relay this message to Chris.”

“….”

Before the call came, the mountain top had become even darker.

Perhaps, the two survivors among them joined the summit.

The cross-section has become that thick.

As if he had guessed, Paramon stepped forward.

“It seems like a high-ranking necromancer has joined. Will it have any effect on the previous world?”

“I guess so. Tell the soldiers to prepare 5 coppers each.”

“Okay.”

It seemed like I had to look at each and every one of them.

Since it was something I had to do anyway, it would be better to hurry up and see it quickly.

And something that has been bothering me since earlier.

“I need to know where the orcs are. More specifically, where the orc named Gulag is.”

I sensed a look of distress on the inspiration’s face.

“I’ll try, but it’s nearly impossible to find out the location using the orc’s name.”

That was understandable.

Unlike humans, I won’t be collecting the names of orcs.

“It’s strange… He’s a monster, so he’s not that dirty…”

Rather, it was a fate that would accumulate virtue.

It was a huge undertaking, and I had a feeling that I wasn’t destined to be involved in something like this.

“Should I go to the mountains…”

For now, the soldiers’ fortunes come first.

I thought I could infer information since there would be commonalities.

Even this is not certain, but… .

“There must have been a time when you went around telling fortunes during the war.”

“How about going to the mountains? There’s plenty of power.”

I shook my head.

It’s something we’ll have to wait for until the elves arrive.

“Let’s wait a little longer and then go. I think we need to get rid of some of the people who are about to die.”

This is also questionable.

Because it’s nonsense to say that people don’t die in war.

I’m just trying to reduce it as much as possible.

I glanced at the inspiration.

I say this because it is up to the inspiration to listen.

Rather, I might have felt uncomfortable interfering with the operation.

Smile –

“If I can save even one more person, I should be the one asking for help.”

The inspiration left a message as he walked towards the castle gate.

“When will the elves arrive?”

“It will arrive tomorrow.”

“It should be possible, since preparations have already been completed to some extent.”

First, it’s time to do the hardest part.

“It’s going to be blinding again.”

We need to start by looking at the priests who will be the greatest power.

They’re all gathered in one place now, so we’ll be able to see them quickly.

“I need some help. Hey, Allure.”

“yes?”

“Bring me my knife.”

“….Are you kidding me?”

“I’m talking about the holy sword.”