I Killed the Heroine in the Game - I Killed the Heroine in the Game chapter 141

141 – 23: I felt disgusted while watching Stalker.

Maehwa is the strongest. No one denies this, and Maehwa herself thinks so.

The amount of spiritual power that Maehwa possesses is, on average, in the upper-middle range when compared to A-class exorcists that existed in history, and her only skill is the Flower of Fire, which she was born with.

Knowledge and experience accumulated over a long period of time. Technology. With just these things, she is said to be the strongest among exorcists with an incredibly diverse range of skills.

So, of course she noticed the curse placed on her and tried to counter it.

As she lived for hundreds of years, there were many people who placed curses on her, and there were many evil spirits who placed curses on her.

Sometimes she had nothing to do with herself and the person who placed the curse had no intention of doing so, but due to her terrible coincidence, the curse came true and there were times when she strangled her.

But after overcoming it all, she survived, and this time, she sensed the curse that had begun to bind her and tried to find a way to deal with it.

It was usual. It was no different from everyday life. She went to bed, ready to curse, to find the place where the agent of this curse was, and to destroy it.

If her senses are developed to that extent, she can know many things through sleep, and sleep is the simplest way to contemplate the spiritual world.

It is a spell that goes beyond the limits of the body and traces magical traces. It is usually only possible for shamans of class A or higher, and it is a very risky spell that may not return from the border between reality and dreams.

There is no such risk as far as plum blossoms are concerned. That level of risk is meaningless to her.

If you put it this way, it seems like the magic of obtaining information through sleep is limited to plum blossoms, and you can know everything in the world without risk. It’s not all-powerful.

The prophecy seen by the plum blossom will definitely come true, but it is not clear. Although the accuracy is high for humans. The accuracy is quite low regarding the appearance of divine-level evil spirits, A-level evil spirits, and possessed bodies.

It is also difficult to see what you want to see clearly.

At least she can know for sure where the curse that the arrows are pointing at originated from, so she uses it when she feels threatened.

You can’t figure out everything just by sleeping, but if you figure out where something starts, you can easily suppress it.

It is a situation where we have to be even more nervous because we don’t know how the future has changed and what will happen in the future as the world is destroyed.

It was definitely not a coincidence that I was cursed in this situation.

Okay then. Who? Maehwa slowly blinked her eyes and thought as she felt her eyelids becoming heavier.

This kind of life is now routine for her. Can this be called everyday life? Someone is trying to kill you, and you escape the curse.

Unless the entire human race is exterminated, we will catch the evil spirits that will appear endlessly.

I have raised children with abilities among them. People kill and curse each other among themselves.

How many times have you seen Eola, who used to shine brightly in her eyes and shout that she would change the world like Plum Blossom herself, but as she gets older and wrinkles appear on her forehead, she goes crazy over her power and tries to kill herself?

The patriotic spiritual power organization that existed before the Exorcism Office was like that, and the witchcraft association was like that, and before that, and before that.

Trying to kill, killing, blocking, protecting. What an exorcist must do. Living as an exorcist is a prohibition she has given herself and must be kept-

“…… “I’m exhausted.”

After destroying the exorcism hall, Maehwa put her true feelings into her mouth again, not knowing how many times she had said them.

The prophecy that the world would be destroyed seemed to show no sign of change. Every time she goes to sleep she sees the world on fire.

Originally, her prophecies are almost always wrong, so this is viewed as a dangerous situation at the national level. There are as many as two people in modern times who have disobeyed her prophecy.

Hope exists. She says that in a world full of uncertainty, it would not be strange if she burst into flames and collapsed at any time, just like the prophecy she saw.

A world where you never know when it might collapse. In the midst of all this, I am struggling to somehow maintain balance.

How long on earth must this go on? What are her options left as she does not die of old age?

Is it because the energy of her curse surrounds her? She closed her eyes, feeling heavier than usual.

And she wanted to find her curse on herself.

What seemed like a dream was Plum’s life, not anyone else’s.

When she was still young. Before she wrote the name Maehwa.

There was drought and famine in this country. The sky was hot and the ground was dry, so there was nothing to eat. As the drought continued, a hell where people eat other people spread across the land.

I wanted to live. I didn’t want to die. Her family died, and after all the villagers died of starvation, an evil spirit appeared in front of her, the last remaining girl.

I don’t remember much anymore, but it was definitely a piece of meat made with the faces and bodies of family and friends intertwined.

Actually, I don’t have much to say about Maehwa now, but I remember that when she was young, she saw that evil spirit and was shocked in many ways.

The evil spirit born from the fear, fear, and hunger of the dead people was a B-class evil spirit in modern times.

The first evil spirit she faced in her life. The first evil spirit she saw in the small mountain village, which had been peaceful until drought and famine, must have been a real shock to the young girl.

I think Maehwa’s hair was white back then – but that’s not important.

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The memories flow. Chasing the curse in the fiction of a dream, her life appears like a panorama.

After killing evil spirits born from the vengeful spirits of acquaintances in a trance just for the sole reason of wanting to survive. She wandered around the world hiding her own name.

After being sold to a gisaeng house by prostitutes, he almost got used as a gisaeng when he grew bigger. Plum realized that she does not age.

After going through many hardships, she entered the palace, became an exorcist who protected the king, and after a few generations, she was given a government position despite being nothing more than a girl.

She could tell that her girl, who just wanted to live, was trying hard, but it didn’t take long for her to realize that the restrictions she had set on living were tying her down.

She has lived a long, long life. As if she was laughing at what she had hoped to live, her life was full of curses that made her legs heavy.

How many people had there been in her life trying to kill her?

From high-ranking officials to kings. There were so many people trying to kill her.

These were things that could definitely be called curses – but they were the only things that could not harm the plum blossoms.

Where did it come from? Where on earth did it start?

As she wandered through her strangely long and tiring dreams, looking back on her long life, Maehwa was finally able to witness the moment her curse began.

Strangely enough, it was not her king’s sordid jealousy that started the curse that tried to bind her.

It was not the evil plan of traitors, nor did it begin with the hatred of foreign enemies.

What Maehwa saw at the place where the curse strong enough to put her on guard was presumed to have originated was a memorial service being offered to her by her village, whose name she did not know.

There was nothing particularly wrong with the content of the ancestral rite or the congratulatory address, nor did the shaman performing the ancestral rite do anything strange.

Rather, it was a ritual hoping for proper blessings, which was rare in that era. The memorial service on the plaque engraved with her own name, Plum Blossom, was full of gratitude and good wishes for blessings.

Maehwa saw a particularly strange person in the scene. A man looks at the ancestral rite with a blank expression and suddenly approaches the plaque with the name of the plum blossom engraved on it.

Of course, the people around them tried to stop the person who suddenly interrupted the ancestral rites, but no matter how many strong generals rushed to stop the man who looked somewhat haggard with his haggard cheeks, they were unable to stop him.

Forward, forward. The man touched the plaque engraved with the name of the plum blossom placed on the ancestral rite table and suddenly began to burn on the spot.

It’s as if it’s a treasure. The burning man was smiling while hugging a plaque with Plum’s name written on it.

It burns, drawing in all the people who rushed to stop the man. In an instant, the priest hoping for a blessing becomes hell.

I don’t know where it happened, but Maehwa knows why such a situation occurred.

Because we have dealt with similar incidents several times, we know the reason for that disaster better than anyone else.

Jigwi [志鬼]. The result of a person with spiritual power going crazy and falling into despair due to an impossible love.

Exorcists call the possessed body, which first appeared during the Silla Dynasty and has been created for similar reasons ever since, Jigwi.

A miserable monster whose soul is torn apart and who loves so much, but is created because of a love that cannot come true.

It is an evil spirit that has appeared only three times in the history of the Republic of Korea and is indeed a powerful evil spirit –

The problem is this.

“Who is that guy?”

I don’t know who it is. I don’t even know your face. Who on earth left a curse that has reached this age?

If she remembered, if anyone knew her face, she would be convinced.

If you are familiar with Maehwa and her face, and have unspoken feelings for each other, you can understand.

Until now, it has only been once that Maehwa has personally seen and exorcised an evil spirit called Jigwi. Even in her opinion, she was born out of a tragedy at the end of a desperate love story.

But the nameplate that the evil spirit embraces with a curse clearly has his own name engraved on it. But Maehwa doesn’t know that man.

Now, as if everything she could know has been confirmed, her dream is shattered.

Just like when we saw the end of the world, the plum blossoms were slowly being pushed back to reality after seeing the burning landscape.

Among the bright red flames. I could see a blue flame burning alone.

Her vision was stained with darkness for the last time when she saw something approaching behind the burning Jigwi, waving her withered arms, covered in a piece of pitch black cloth.

When I open my eyes again and the light comes back. Contrary to her original plan, Plum realized that she had been asleep for a long time under her curse and that she was in a miserable state.

If she were to remain like this and fall asleep once again, she would die under the curse of the man who had become her enemy through her own fault.

The fact that she woke up like this was proof of how strong her resistance was.

The problem here is that there are no more opportunities. A body that becomes weaker as it becomes weaker. Plum vomited blood.

The pitch-black being I saw last. It is highly likely that something was set up to cause the curse to activate at exactly this time.

But then what did she see? The questions continue, but her mind cannot come up with an answer.

Maehwa somehow managed to keep her body upright, as if it was about to collapse, and thought about what to do.

I never thought Jigwi would exist in this world. It was something I could never have imagined.

If those wearing gold badges or other exorcists heard, they would blame her for her mistake because it was ‘Maehwa’ and no one else.

That doesn’t mean it’s unfair. In fact, she thinks so too.

Plum is the one who always says that she has to solve her own curse, and this is not a lie. These words could almost be said to be her only remaining beliefs.

So, even if she dies from this, as an exorcist, she would have tried to resolve this curse with her own hands.

But-

“You really woke up. Her face doesn’t look good either…… Have you eaten? “I brought you some samgyetang to take care of your health.”

“You bastard. “What kind of person would give samgyetang to an old man who just woke up from his hospital bed as a visitation gift?”

“I feel better when I eat samgyetang…” ….”

Isn’t samgyetang a sincere visit to the hospital? Lee Jun is worried.

When Maehwa sees this carefree and strange boy, for some reason she does not have the venom to commit her own death, saying that she will keep her beliefs.

It may be because the skin has turned blue and a pitch-black curse is pulsating through the blood vessels.

The reason is unknown, but since he was in this state, Maehwa looked at her Lee Jun and asked.

She said, “A guy I’ve never seen before said he loved me, and she went crazy and turned into an evil spirit. What to do “How would you feel in this situation?”

“Ugh. Upset.”

Maehwa burst into laughter at Lee Jun’s words, which he answered with sincere disgust. For some reason, all she could do was laugh, and despite the pain in her body, she let out a hearty laugh for the first time in a long time.