“It is impossible.”

    The three people’s eyes widened at my words.

    “Why?”

    “Giggles….”

    My head was pounding trying to explain something complicated.

    “First of all, your wife’s soul is not here. He probably went to the world of the dead.”

    “Huh…isn’t it somewhere else?”

    “Hmm…the possibility of that is slim.”

    “Is there no way to call me from a place called the world of the dead? No…then it’s no different from necromancers.”

    In fact, there was a ritual to bring back the dead.

    But it is impossible in this world.

    There is a day when the door to the world of the dead opens.

    It is said to be the day when the Astronomical Gate opens, but the problem is that this time is set.

    In the original world, the calendar for counting days and the days established by it were useless in this world.

    It is not even clear whether there is a day in this world when astronomy is open.

    I need to explain this…

    “Hmm…how should I explain it…”

    The three people waited for me to open my mouth.

    “I don’t know because it’s a global problem.”

    “Global problem?”

    It’s not a joke, there was no way to bring back the dead at the moment.

    Even if you call, they may not come.

    If you already have no regrets or have been reborn.

    Or, if you went to hell, you can’t come here.

    “And it is not a good thing to bring back the dead who have already left.”

    “Don’t you think you might miss me and this guy?”

    As long as the dead can remain in this world, it is not just a feeling of missing them.

    Isn’t there a saying like that?

    ‘I miss you so much that I feel resentment.’ Or, as seen in dramas and movies, ‘I am sorry for not being able to kill you.’ It has to be to a certain degree to remain as a ghost in this world.

    “Roselle What did I say? Didn’t I say it wouldn’t work? Stop it.”

    “Keu….”

    “If it is meant to be reached even after death, it will be reached. Even if you don’t like it, it will happen, so give up.”

    “I see….”

    Unexpectedly, Clocel and Paramon seemed to be easily convinced.

    The Count was looking at me with an unknown expression.

    “It’s something that can’t be helped.”

    I nodded, seeing how he gave up so easily.

    That was the right attitude.

    This is because there were sometimes people who went out of their way to ask to be allowed to meet the dead.

    Even though I got scolded by my teacher and was kicked out.

    After a short silence, the Count looked at me and opened his mouth.

    “To be honest, I don’t trust you yet.”

    “Uh huh… Ramon is not the kind of person who tells lies like this.”

    “But father…doing something with the soul is like…”

    The Count’s sharp eyes turned to me.

    “Isn’t it…same as that of a necromancer?”

    “Hehe….”

    “Of course, I believe what Ramon says, but when it comes to things like this, you need to know for sure.”

    I couldn’t hide my uncomfortable expression from the count’s suspicious gaze.

    From what I heard, it seems like they suspect me of being a necromancer…

    It was a very unpleasant thing.

    How can you compare me, who relieves the grudges of the dead, with a necromancer who makes fun of the dead?

    I was so shocked that I couldn’t even speak.

    “Tsk……”

    I clicked my tongue briefly and the Count looked at me with an uncomfortable expression.

    After all, it was impossible in this world for a commoner to dare click his tongue in front of a count.

    Regardless of the Count’s reaction, I turned my eyes to Closel and began to take a closer look.

    “Hmm….”

    Clearly, he had great luck.

    It was also clear that it was mine.

    It’s like a windfall of luck.

    The important thing is that we cannot know what the source is.

    “Old man Clocell.”

    “Hmm? What’s going on?”

    “Are you hiding something?”

    “Hmm?”

    “Take out everything you have.”

    There is definitely something there.

    If I couldn’t even recognize something like this, I would cry about my talent.

    “Hmm…”

    I looked again, but I couldn’t figure out the source.

    It is clear that God has foreshadowed a fate, but what did he tell us to do?

    In these cases, in most cases, the shaman continues because there is work to be done.

    In return for that, there is a windfall of fortune.

    “It’s a strange thing…”

    The problem is that it doesn’t reveal its true identity at all.

    It’s not like I’m meeting my dead wife…

    Before I knew it, I got up from my seat, walked right in front of Clausel, and started examining her whole body.

    I quietly caught the bell without realizing it.

    “Where are you….”

    Was my attitude of openly examining people rude?

    The Count got up from his seat and screamed.

    “Let’s see, there is no end to the cruelty! How dare you father…!”

    “Oh, just wait a moment. I found almost everything, but it’s crazy… tsk.”

    “What?”

    The more I looked at Klocell, the more strongly one image came to mind.

    A jewel that shines blue.

    It was a powerful image, as if I was seeing it before my eyes.

    ” Sir, I keep seeing that blue gem-like thing. Is there anything like that?”

    “Hmm? You mean jewels?”

    “Neinoom!”

    At important moments, the Count kept getting on my nerves.

    “Ah, really….I’m going crazy.”

    It was before the Count’s body could reach me to stop me.

    My hands untied the bag tied to Clocel’s waist.

    “Here.”

    As I held the bag in my hand, the shape of the jewel became clearer.

    There was something strange about the flow of energy.

    When I saw something similar to a barrier, it seemed like it was magic.

    “Hehe…Look, it’s not like anyone can use it just because they take it. Only the owner can use it…no?”

    I felt Closel looking at me with startled eyes.

    It was because my arm was stuffed into a small pocket.

    Is this a subspace pocket that I only saw in novels?

    “Umm…not this either…”

    The Count, whose face was red, tried to approach me, but stopped at a glance from Clocel.

    Looking at the eyes filled with curiosity and wonder, I felt like what I had done was beyond common sense.

    Sigh –

    “Hmm….”

    Sigh –

    The inside of the pocket was very spacious.

    No matter how much I waved my arms, I couldn’t feel the end.

    As I was shaking my arms and touching things, I felt a cold touch on my fingertips.

    “This is it.”

    Sigh.

    What I held in my hand was a blue gem that exactly matched the image floating around in my head.

    But when I saw the jewel in my hand, my expression hardened.

    “No…that’s….”

    Before Clausel finished speaking, I had no choice but to ask back.

    “Sir, where did you get this?”

    The cold feeling felt in jewelry.

    A chill running through my whole body.

    This was the feeling I got when my body came into contact with a grieving ghost.

    And I couldn’t help but let out a sigh at the powerful image that came to mind.

    “Ugh…!!!”

    “What’s going on?”

    “Chris, are you there?”

    Clocel and Paramon’s voices reached my ears.

    But there was no time to reflect on its meaning.

    Many scenes passed through my mind.

    They were vivid and painful memories, as if I had experienced them myself.

    “Ugh…this…this…”

    Countless people were crowding the walls.

    Among them were both old people and children who had not yet grown to their full length.

    Everyone was fighting with swords and arrows.

    “Ahh….”

    “Chris!! Are you okay?”

    “You!! That jewel…!”

    Clocelle and Paramon’s voices mingled.

    In the same voice that popped into my head.

    – Cut down the demon beasts! This is a castle we must protect!

    – Squeeze all magic corps mana!

    It was a voice that screamed.

    The voices that responded were also the sound of someone tearing out their throat as if they were vomiting blood.

    Even if his arms were torn off or his head was cut off, his eyes were directed outside the castle walls.

    rattle –

    It seemed as if a bell could be heard inside.

    No, was it lifted from my hand?

    It was difficult to even tell them apart.

    The emotions conveyed through the scenes that came to mind were that clear.

    “Ugh….”

    My body jumped up.

    It felt similar to performing a ritual before being struck by lightning.

    No, I was excited that time, but this time my whole body hurt.

    The severed arm was cold, and the torn leg was numb.

    rattle-

    “Wow….!”

    “Look…!!!”

    The emotions of Paramon and Clocelle in my head were swirling.

    His heart broke at the sight of his subordinates dying before his eyes, and he cursed his own heart for not being able to use magic.

    – I will protect you!

    Paramon’s shout echoed in my throat as if I had screamed.

    And the answer burst out of my mouth.

    – Do not keep it! I will die with that thing!

    “Do not keep it! I will die with it!”

    “K…Chris?”

    This time, Clausel’s voice rang in my head.

    – We have to stop that flame!

    And the answer came out.

    – Count! We will throw our hearts into it!

    “Count! We will throw our hearts!”

    Soon after, Clocel remembered something and opened her mouth in surprise.

    “That’s…!”

    These were all phenomena that started with the jewels in one’s hand.

    I felt the bell tremble in my other hand as much as I felt it in my hand.

    rattle-

    Even though the bell was not shaken, the sound rang out.

    It was the sound I felt when I first found the bell.

    And I felt it clearly with the scenes that came to mind right now.

    Shamans catch something called Sindae when performing a ritual.

    And they say the same thing.

    ‘I’m excited,’ he said.

    In it, I feel the path the shaman must follow and the connected will of God.

    And now I was feeling excited and wielding that excitement.

    rattle –

    The body jumped into the sky.

    This feeling, which was like a dance move but not at the same time, was not something I did even though I was doing it.

    The scenes that came to mind were all pointing to the same place.

    “Ahh…!”

    I could tell from there.

    That is where I will build my shrine.

    “…Are you okay?”

    I opened my mouth to the low question, the lingering emotion still not gone.

    “Old man Clocell, where did you pick up this jewel?”

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