I Became a Shaman in a Fantasy World - Chapter 96



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#96 How to use Chris (2)

The status of the empire was great.

They passed through the gates without any inspection simply by saying that they were travelers from the empire.

Our group, accompanied by Serena, an elf, and Dzant, a dwarf, were able to enter the castle while receiving a warm welcome.

Clocell asked with an excited face.

“So what are you going to do now?”

What can I do? What can I do?

I thought I should start by meeting the King of Harp.

Maybe it would have been faster to come officially with the delegation.

“Who was the messenger dispatched?”

“You know him too.”

“Me?”

“Count Nordin has been dispatched.”

If he was that person, he was someone you could trust.

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Since the person’s character is also good, he will be able to do well.

“Ugh… It’s ambiguous…”

The necromancer is determined to hide his identity, but will we be able to find him?

“I guess I’ll have to look for clues one by one.”

“Where do you plan to start?”

This is how the trip went in general.

I just do whatever I want without a plan.

According to the inspirations, this is the way to get closer to the correct answer faster.

“Take a picture of one place quickly. Let’s go there.”

“Umm…”

Even though I said that, there was still no place that really felt right.

If you think you absolutely must go….

“I have to go towards the sea.”

“Is there something there?”

“The rat ate the Dragon King’s Stele.”

The group’s gaze slowly turned back to me.

This needs some explanation.

I have to explain about the Dragon King who lives in the sea… .

Without hesitation, Old Man Clocell asked me back.

“Are you talking about the dragon?”

“You continue to be an interesting person. There must be a lot to enjoy besides drops.”

“It’s a dragon…”

Maybe they are similar beings.

The weather can also be controlled, and in the East, there are dragons, and in the West, there are dragons.

The problem is that it’s a dragon… .

“Is that really true?”

“It really exists.”

Everyone except Luna and me nodded.

“Ramon and I almost died the first time we encountered a dragon.”

“Inspirations?”

“We are called Sword Masters and Archmages, but to them, we are nothing.”

Honestly, I couldn’t really imagine how strong it would be.

A being that makes even the most monstrous of inspirations feel threatened.

“You’re so strong, but what did you do during the Continental War? Why didn’t you fight together?”

Isn’t that a little annoying?

“They seem terribly bored with the world.”

“Hmm…”

“It is difficult to understand transcendent beings.”

That’s certainly true.

Even the spirits, as they become greater gods, become more detached from worldly affairs.

I only see the big picture of the world.

“There are dragons with human emotions. However, I think there is a reason why they do not come forward.”

It seemed like the inspirations didn’t know the details either.

This is also something we know a lot about, since dragons are creatures that only appear in legends.

“Reason for not coming forward…”

“Couldn’t you make a dragon your comrade?”

“That’s a bit…”

Even in the world of shamanism, dragons are considered magical beings.

So much so that there is a separate Dragon King God.

Rather than being a colleague, he was closer to being someone who had to be served first.

I don’t know what form it might take here though.

Could it be a living spirit?

“Let’s go to the sea first. Is there a sea nearby?”

“Coincidentally, the capital of the Harp Kingdom is located in the sea.”

“Anyway, I might not have anything to do with dragons.”

The Dragon King’s Seal does not necessarily symbolize the Dragon King.

It’s a more abstract concept.

It could also mean the sea itself.

“I guess I’ll have to go and see for myself to find out.”

“More than that, where are you going now?”

As we were talking, I found myself walking without realizing it.

Without a destination.

“Why do your feet keep going this way?”

Sometimes people act strangely for no reason.

An action such as wandering around somewhere with an empty heart.

The inspirations made a sudden gesture at my words.

“Go wherever you want to go.”

“I’ll take care of all the little things, so do whatever you want.”

“Oh my…”

These inspirations seem to be obsessed with strange things.

It’s been like that for a while now… .

It was the moment when I was about to walk along the road.

“….?”

Woorur –

People began to flock towards one place.

Letting out strange sounds.

“They say a fortune teller has appeared there.”

“Is that the saint who appeared in the empire?”

“That guy is for sure! It looks like he’s already started that good thing.”

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Is there anyone else who knows how to do good besides me?

“The line is already long. Let’s hurry and go!”

“I thought your name was Crustle?”

“Chris is right.”

As the conversation progressed, the content became stranger.

“….?”

The inspirations also looked at them with interest, and Serena’s eyes became infinitely cold.

“Hey, have you decided to do something good?”

“No way.”

“I hear you’re doing well. I want to see it too.”

“Haven’t you seen it often?”

I never intended to do good here.

There doesn’t seem to be any place to do good deeds.

That’s right.

That’s it.

“He’s an impersonator.”

“Now that you’ve become famous, it seems like scammers have appeared.”

As I followed the people, I soon heard a suspicious sound.

Ding – ding – ding –

A small bell that I don’t know where I got it from.

It was a bell that called a servant, like something out of a movie.

Dzant’s comment was as follows:

“That’s a crappy thing to say.”

Ding – ding –

Groan groan –

“That’s the sacred paper that defeated the undead.”

“Indeed, it is as the rumors say.”

The bell-ringer was huge.

It’s the size of two heads bigger than mine.

The face was also quite ugly.

There was a long scar from his forehead to his chin.

The funny thing is that people don’t fear that look, but rather accept it.

“You look like something that would make the undead tremble in fear.”

Ding ding –

The imposter began to speak.

“Everyone gather together!”

Shudder.

Groan groan –

“The human voice can be this loud…”

“It’s like using magic!”

Finally, amidst all the silence, a voice rang out.

“You all have probably heard my rumors!”

“….?”

“I am Chris, the one who drove the undead from the northern part of the empire!”

“…???”

Groan groan –

“Didn’t the rumor say he had white hair?”

“That’s what the rumors were, but my head was just a rumor.”

Why do you believe only strange things when you have good rumors?

This time, another impersonation began.

“I believe you know very well that I serve the saint. The god of the earth, Ilia, sent me to say….”

Gulp –

“I told you to look after the fate of the powerless and the children!”

“Oh! As expected…!”

It was so absurd that I couldn’t even laugh.

Does that guy hear the voice of God?

There were five vengeful spirits right next to me.

“Come forward one by one!”

“Me, me first! I’m here…!”

Ding- ding- ding-

“You are a farmer who farms.”

“How about that?”

I don’t know how to say it… .

Even if the orc kid I sent earlier comes back, you’ll be able to tell that he’s a farmer.

Because anyone could tell he was wearing farmer’s clothes.

The problem is that people are surprised.

“It’s just as the rumors say.”

“You can do anything.”

It was truly a bumper crop of bullshit.

“God says your crops will go well this year.”

“Go, thank you!”

At that moment, the impostor pointed at one person.

“Come here.”

Ouch.

“Is that you?”

“You are the one who lost your parents at an early age.”

“Ugh…!”

One more time, the guy’s words fit perfectly.

Even inspiration Clocell asked me.

“How did you do that?”

It’s simple.

“I made a mistake.”

That guy who just pretended to be surprised probably has parents who are alive and well.

It’s called a wind catcher.

As he continued to act like this a few more times, the people around him started to go crazy.

“My son is three years old this year! What should I make him do?”

Ding – ding –

“Mana’s qualities are excellent, so show me in the evening. It would also be good to show me your home.”

“Is that true? No, is it? Thank you!”

It’s natural to be delighted that a commoner’s son has the qualities of a wizard.

Most scams based on shamanism are carried out like this.

By gently nurturing desire.

I’m saying this just in case you come across it.

“It’s so vicious, it’s so vicious…”

“What are you going to do?”

“Let’s just wait and see.”

All the ghosts surrounding me looked like children.

Children who couldn’t even die nicely.

His whole body was covered in wounds.

Plus, he has good luck with money.

“I think that kid is a slave trader…”

Certainly, as the country changed, it seemed like those kinds of people were already appearing.

– ….

The emotion felt from the children is fear.

There was also a mixture of unfamiliarity, hunger, and loneliness.

– ….

At that moment, the child’s eyes met mine.

Scenes flashed through my mind.

A dark and gloomy place.

People wearing black robes.

“….no way.”

He looked at the children as if he was selecting something, and then seemed to disappear, taking a few of them with him.

And the children who were not chosen.

“They destroyed the evidence.”

That guy was the supplier.

The spirits of the children possessed the man who kidnapped her.