I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 77
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#77 Fraudulent Abilities (1)
After we set out, we were climbing the mountain at a rapid pace.
When I tell them the location, the wizards and knights run and release the magic circle.
Even the descending undead were taken care of by the knights, so everything went surprisingly smoothly.
The slow speed was a big problem though.
“The left-hand operational area, magic circle release is complete!”
“A large number of magic circles have been confirmed on the side road leading to the center!”
Clocelle pointed to the map.
“Send personnel here.”
“I will immediately organize my troops, including magicians.”
“Good.”
Is this what they mean by “a thousand years of success”?
Everything went smoothly.
That’s what it looks like to other people.
“Oh my, my back…my shoulder….”
I was being worked as hard as I could to get into the mountain safely.
Recovered stamina?
That also meant that you could see more points.
“Can you see anything else?”
“There, there are undead gathered in the center. I think we need to increase the number of skilled people.”
“It has been confirmed that most magic circles are magic that causes explosions or fire.”
“I told you so.”
“It could have been hell, just like you said.”
If they put something like that on the mountain, the intention was clear.
When the soldiers climb the mountain, they set it on fire.
I was planning to burn them all to death.
“The resistance is formidable. How much time do we have left?”
Not long after arriving at the mountain, there were already several battles.
The problem is that with each death and undead sundering, the mountaintop becomes darker.
Since it was suspected that the demons were summoned, it couldn’t be easily overlooked.
The ominousness was also reaching its peak.
“I don’t know exactly, but there are only a few days left. And it’s getting faster and faster.”
“….”
The people gathered let out a groan.
It was not possible to climb up as safely as it is now.
I can’t release them all in that short amount of time.
When are you going to get rid of everything that’s spread across this vast mountain?
Paramon Inspiration opened his mouth quietly.
“We will launch a full-scale attack as planned.”
“If that happens, the damage will be…”
“If the demons are summoned, there will be several times as many casualties. At that time, everyone who dies will be…”
The old man swallowed his words for a moment and frowned as if remembering something unpleasant.
“I will rise as an undead.”
“…..”
“…”
“Roselle, even if we split the wizards into three places, will you be able to disarm the magic circle?”
“Even if we dispel the magic circle, we’ll lose the power to fight against the undead. We’re running out of mana.”
There were many opinions coming and going.
There were far more magic circles than expected.
They say that even if a forest fire breaks out, it will be big.
Anyway, the fire has to be put out.
“The elves will be arriving soon. They seem to be moving slowly because they are moving stealthily.”
When the elf’s story came up, everyone’s eyes were focused on me.
Because I’m the one who called the elves.
Count Nordin shrugged.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen an individual move an elf without any official request from the Empire. To be honest, I never thought it was possible.”
“Hehehe… Thanks to you, there are more possible operations.”
Actually, I don’t know much about war.
Watching the operational meeting, I feel like it’s like playing chess.
One operation affects another and creates a flow.
What I’ll do is to give you a heads up on what might be variables or outcomes there?
The people who heard my thoughts looked at me like I was crazy.
“Um… So you’re saying we’re going to launch a full-scale attack?”
Paramon sent me a burdensome look, as if he was expecting something again.
“Is that okay?”
It doesn’t feel bad.
The heat felt in the mountains was still there, but the sweat wasn’t pouring down like rain like before.
Except for Count Nordin, there hasn’t been any significant damage yet.
Paramon continued his explanation as if he was not going to miss a single thing.
“First of all, we just need to make sure there is no fire on the path our troops are advancing on. We need to advance while keeping as many of them alive as possible.”
“hmm…”
“The point is this. The strong climb to the top of the mountain with full strength.”
That’s definitely the point.
It wasn’t that the number of undead had increased and they couldn’t approach, but that they lacked the power to deal with the necromancers.
“Now that the new necromancers have joined, I think it’ll be up to me and Clocel to take charge.”
“What about the knights?”
“If you go near them, high-level undead will appear. For example, Death Knights. If you consider the help from the sect, their power will be more than enough.”
“In the end, I guess all I have to do is deal with those magic circles?”
“We can’t do anything about the expected scale of the fire. It would be great if we could minimize the number of casualties.”
The conclusion was fire.
They can just yell and that’s it, but we have a lot of work to do.
Even if we defeat them, they will come down again, and it is a disaster that will eventually have to be suppressed.
The good news is that it has significant power.
Honestly, I think you would have won even without my help.
Many people must have died.
“Because it’s all about saving people’s lives…”
“That’s the most important part.”
“wait a minute.”
How to put out a fire.
The elves are already within reach.
It won’t be difficult to find your way up.
Because they have spirits.
At that moment, Luna, who had been sleeping behind me, woke up.
“cadet…!”
“huh?”
Purur.
“huh..?”
Luna kept throwing punches.
With bright eyes.
It didn’t just feel like a baby babbling.
Luna has something called Shinan, so she might be seeing something else.
Purrrr.
“rain?”
“Gyaruk!”
If it rains, there’s no need to worry about forest fires.
Because these are lights that will go out soon.
If it rains at just the right time, it would be perfect.
“I see? It’ll be fine if it rains?”
“Did you say it was raining?”
“Is it raining? God help us.”
“When will it rain? There isn’t much time. I can’t wait.”
You never know when it will rain.
However, there is a way to make it rain.
“I’ve never done this before, so I’m not sure…”
Maybe it’s possible in the current state?
The protection of Ilia and the protection of the World Tree.
The condition was excellent.
If the two gods helped even a little, it would be possible.
Because it’s just a little bit of delay for the rain that was going to fall anyway.
“There is a way to make it rain.”
Clocell’s eyes sparkled excessively.
“Creating rain over the entire mountain is the magic of the 8th Circle. It means controlling the weather as a whole. Is that possible?”
It’s the 8th circle and it’s a common occurrence on our side.
In fact, there has been a ritual that has been performed since ancient times.
“It’s called Giuje, a ritual where you pray to the gods for rain.”
Originally, it was a ritual performed when there was a drought.
It can be said that it is an event that also prays for abundance.
I don’t know if there will be an immediate answer, though.
“Mr. Pope?”
“Speak.”
“Who is the god who makes it rain?”
You need to know where to pray in order to hold a prayer service.
Usually we pray to the sky, but the system here is a little different.
The answer came from next to me, not from the Pope.
It was Serena who was quiet.
“It is the spirits that make it rain.”
“government ordinance?”
“To be exact, they are water spirits. The god Chris is looking for is probably the King of Water Spirits.”
Spirit King…?
It’s a name I’ve never even thought of.
Could the Spirit King also be classified as a god?
“Yes, this is animism.”
These days, I’ve forgotten about it because it’s part of my daily life.
That this place is special.
A world where the power of the gods has substance.
It is no different from animism, which believes that nature and plants have souls.
Is this why the World Tree and the spirits had such a close relationship?
In that moment, the feeling came to me.
Because my head is getting noisy.
Po-ok –
Luna clung to his back as if hugging him, and a sound was added.
A plan that only lingers in my head.
Things given by gods other than the Lord.
“I think you can just go up.”
“Is it definitely possible?”
Any shaman who has done some good can feel it instinctively.
Is this a good game or a bad game?
It is a ritual that is not easy to fall down, as two gods are trying to help, and the one who gave the body is also helping.
“They said it was possible.”
As soon as I finished speaking, Elder Paramon stepped forward.
“From now on, I’ll climb the mountain at full speed. Don’t worry about the fire and just keep running forward.”
Clocelle gave quick instructions.
“Wizards, stop dispelling magic circles and protect people with shields.”
“I will cut through the undead in the church.”
Count Nordin approached me and said with a sly smile.
Since our last meeting, he has been speaking to me more often in a particularly relaxed tone.
“I’ve also done a lot of Youngjijeon…”
“yes?”
“Honestly, if I were a necromancer, I’d be freaking out.”