I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 87



Only Noblemtl

#87 You need to upgrade the shrine (2)

First of all –

“Identify yourself.”

On my way to where the Count’s house was, knights and soldiers stopped me.

This kind of thing never happened when I was hanging out with my mentors.

If I had known this would happen, I would have invited someone… .

“I came here on the recommendation of Mr. Clocell. My name is Chris…”

He turned his body and stuck his back out slightly.

“She is a saint.”

“Gyaruruk!”

“….”

“….”

Suddenly, an awkward silence flowed.

“Pull him out.”

“yes!”

“….?”

Pull it out?

me?

“Oh, that’s right.”

Come to think of it, Mr. Clocell was a great man.

The name Saintess was also great.

It’s too big of a name to believe that some commoner would suddenly show up and mention it.

“Don’t touch me! If you touch Luna…”

“hmm?”

“The temple will rise right away.”

“Pull him out!”

I really should have brought one of the inspirations.

Even if it’s Aluard.

Since there was no place I couldn’t enter until yesterday, I couldn’t even imagine this kind of situation.

“Isn’t there any Lord Randolph?”

“How dare a commoner talk like that!”

“I told you not to touch me. I told you that if you touch me, you’ll get angry!”

You could have incurred the hatred of your body master for no reason and your luck could have been bad.

As the tussle between us grew noisy, a noise was heard from inside the door.

Finally, a small door opens.

“What’s the fuss?”

“Lord Randolph!”

Luckily, it was a familiar face.

“….”

“I need to go to Yeongji Blacksmith Shop with my father-in-law’s introduction, but I can’t get in.”

Lord Randolph has set an example with his restrained actions.

“I will serve you.”

“….?”

Was this how you originally treated me?

As if reading my expression, Lord Randolph answered.

“He will soon be granted a title of nobility. Everyone, be courteous.”

“Uh…uh! Sorry for being rude!”

“Please forgive my rudeness!”

“Oh my.”

I never knew that a title that I wouldn’t even receive could be this effective.

It was a moment that made me feel regretful again.

“You can do as you usually do. You won’t receive a title anyway.”

“….”

Sir Randolph was the one who witnessed everything that happened with the Viscount.

His tone changed slightly, as if he had agreed with the idea.

“Even if you don’t receive a title, I can’t treat you carelessly.”

“I told you to make yourself comfortable.”

“I guess you haven’t heard yet. Follow me.”

I also had a feeling that there was something about me, but it seemed like there was no need to worry.

If one or two things happen around you, you don’t have to worry about it… .

As I followed Sir Randolph, I heard the sound of iron being struck.

Kaang –

Kaang –

I also felt a sweltering heat.

It wasn’t the fire that was hot, it was the energy inside that was hot.

The people inside it too.

“The fortune telling is really bad.”

There was so much fire that I wondered if anyone would call him a blacksmith.

The four pillars of destiny are usually based on the five elements.

It is about looking at the harmony of energy based on Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.

Judging a person’s personality or life based on the unique characteristics that each person possesses.

Usually, people with a lot of anger in their four pillars of destiny tend to have fiery personalities.

Should I say it’s passionate and fiery?

“This way, you can’t disturb them while they’re working.”

It was said that all the races were craftsmen.

Clocell also said that he never spoke to them while he was working.

“I heard.”

Inside the numerous blacksmith shops, there was another building.

There might be a dwarf there.

The feelings that were already leaking out were not ordinary.

“They all have similar fortunes…”

The feeling of all the blacksmiths working was similar.

Those with strong energies of fire, gold, and earth.

Stubborn, stubborn and fiery people.

He was a blacksmith himself.

An old man who looked old suddenly started shouting.

“I’m telling you to put your soul into each and every one of them!”

“…yep!”

Kaang –

“I must breathe soul into every blow of your hammer!”

Kaang –

“Didn’t you say that you shouldn’t lose focus even for a single movement?”

The old man, whose whole body was filled with hard muscles, lifted the lump of iron that the young man was making with a pair of tongs.

“This is pathetic. The soldiers won’t be able to protect themselves properly like this.”

Kwaang –

A blood-red armor that shatters with a single blow of inspiration.

The still-warm iron fell to the floor, making a burning sound.

“again!”

Kaang –

“You punk! You want me to breathe life into you? Right! That’s right!”

Finally, as if inspiration had found a move that pleased him, praise poured in.

But I couldn’t sympathize at all.

“The soul isn’t entering…?”

Tingling –

The sharp eyes of inspiration were turned towards me, but what could I do?

I’m really at a loss.

“Who are you?”

“note…”

If you introduce yourself like before, you won’t believe me.

While I was pondering for a moment how to introduce myself, a torrent of inspiration came pouring out of me.

“The soul of a craftsman is not something that can be felt by ordinary people!”

“yes?”

“What does a guy who’s never even held a hammer know? Tsk tsk.”

It’s true that I’ve never held a hammer, and it’s also true that I don’t know how to do blacksmithing.

but.

“I can see spirits, but they really don’t enter.”

“….”

“…..”

Soon laughter broke out everywhere.

“Pfft…!”

“Huh! There have been rumors like that going around lately.”

“Well, I heard there are people who can see spirits. You said they were fighting in the North?”

It seems like my rumor has already spread here.

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve been here and had my fortune told.

Those who knew, knew the law.

“When a hero appears, of course there are people who follow him.”

“That’s what I’m saying.”

“Your hair is completely white?”

Glance –

“There’s a rumor that you carry a child on your back.”

“That baby is a saint or something?”

Glance –

The blacksmiths who had been laughing began to glare at me.

And the blacksmiths who were working from afar.

“White hair… seeing the soul… having a child…?”

“Phew, there was also a rumor that he carried a blue bell.”

Glance –

More eyes than before were directed towards my waist.

“….”

“…”

“Hey people, why are people from the North here?”

The witty remark made people burst into laughter once again.

“Hahaha, then that’s true.”

“I wondered if it was real again.”

“I thought it was real because Lord Randolph was with me, right?”

At those words, people’s gaze shifted to the side.

And then the silence comes again.

“….”

“….”

Lord Randolph opened his mouth.

“That’s right.”

“Ugh…!”

“Huh!”

Reactions of shock erupted one after another.

There was even a man running towards me with a hammer and looking me over.

How on earth did the rumor about me get out that I’m getting this reaction?

“Oh, it’s so hideous that even the undead would be afraid of it…”

“It was clearly said that the voice was as loud as lightning? The voice echoed throughout the castle…”

“…yes?”

If something is wrong with the rumor, it has been wrong for a long time.

What does that mean to a sane person?

At that moment, the door inside the building opened as if it was going to burst open.

Kwaang –

“The soul-seeing guy came?”

“Is there such a guy?”

“This is perfect for making an Ego Sword!”

A bushy beard.

Tall enough to reach my forehead.

Strong, solid muscles.

They were dwarves I had only heard of through rumors.

Woorur –

“Is this the guy who sees the soul?”

“Your body is in bad shape.”

“We can’t hammer together.”

Five dwarves surrounded me and were judging me.

“I thought I had finally revealed the secret of Ego Sword…”

Among them, a dwarf with a particularly plump appearance was looking at me clearly.

“Are you the human that Clocell was talking about?”

“that’s right.”

“I heard there’s something I need to make.”

He said he would contact me, but it looks like we’ve already talked about it.

The dwarf asked me with an excited look.

“You beat up those necromancers, right? What should I make for you?”

They were a race with truly hot eyes.

“Do you need a sword or spear to defeat the undead?”

“Oh, no, that’s not it…”

“Armor that blocks magic? I can enchant it with excellent defensive magic. Don’t you need a scabbard to hold the holy sword? Tell me quickly.”

It seemed like something great was about to be created.

The problem is that the thing I’m making isn’t something that grand.

I opened my mouth awkwardly.

“A rice bowl, a soup bowl, and… a spoon?”

“….”

“….”

The dwarves’ chatter suddenly stopped.

I felt a surge of regret for not being able to meet your expectations.

Why are you talking about something like that, making people feel embarrassed?

“Is this, by any chance, a vessel to hold the necromancer’s blood?”

“He’s as scary as they say. He’ll definitely gouge out your eyes with a spoon.”

How on earth did rumors about me spread?

I had to shatter expectations once again.

“I’m going to set the table…”

“….”

“…”

The dwarves exchanged subtle glances.

I became even more embarrassed.

Anyway, my first impression of the dwarf was very peculiar.

A race where the energies of the five elements run wild.

The energy of Wednesday and Thursday, except for Tuesday, Friday, and Saturday, was so faint that it was almost nonexistent.

But can we say that it exists as life?

“….”

If the energy of the five elements does not match like that, something will be lacking in your fortune.

The common sayings about living near water or going to the mountains often are also said to harmonize the energy.

In other words, dwarves are deficient in everything related to numbers and trees.

That life can have twists and turns.

The dwarves who had been exchanging glances began to speak indifferently.

“While you’re here, why don’t you have something to eat before you go?”

“It’s getting early, how about a snack?”

The dwarves who had been chatting away all at once took out something.

A fairly large cup emerged from what seemed to be a subspace pocket.

A glass as big as a person’s head.

“Let’s have a beer.”

I realized.

How dwarves replenish their water and wood energy.

“….Is this why you like beer?”