I’m finally saying this.

    I woke up in a soft bed.

    In fact, I couldn’t open my eyes.

    Because my eyes hurt so much…

    “I’m dying, really…”

    Anyway, I got out of bed.

    What a soft bed.

    Only nobles use that too.

    “Give me this now…”

    I was in a very bad state after hitting the kill.

    My entire body was feeling weak, and all the blood vessels in my eyes had burst, making it impossible for me to even open them.

    It can be said that it is natural that a shaman who serves a god handled the curse.

    “It’s worse than I thought.”

    I can’t believe my body is in this state because I returned the curse placed by the rotten bastard to the rotten bastard.

    There was absolutely no mess left.

    Not only my eyes hurt, but my right wrist also hurts.

    “How do you know what happened to me…”

    I felt the two old men walking towards me.

    Maybe it’s because they’re old people, but they don’t sleep well in the morning.

    “Chris, are you awake?”

    “I’ll go in.”

    Old Man Closel came into the room and spoke to me as if he was frustrated.

    “One bottle of potion will get you well soon…”

    “Even if you do that, it hurts somewhere else anyway…”

    Old Man Closel followed me around with potions ever since the ritual was over.

    If I just sprinkle a few drops into my eyes, they will heal as if I washed them.

    That’s the problem.

    This pain should not go away anytime soon.

    It can be said to be a kind of retribution.

    Since I dealt with the curse, I too must suffer.

    This means that it is a karma that only ends when I am completely in pain.

    “Being a shaman is not something you can do…”

    “That’s the kind of person I am.”

    “How about quitting that and learning magic?”

    Magic?

    very good

    They are treated like semi-nobles, and the empire regularly sends them salaries.

    As your level increases, you will become rich and be able to live without envy.

    But that doesn’t apply to me.

    “Isn’t a wizard a job too? I can’t do it.”

    “Think about it carefully. I’m late, but I’ll do something.”

    “Perhaps I have to be reborn?”

    “Keu…”

    When old Closel took a step back, old Paramon opened his mouth.

    “What about swordsmanship? Even if I learn this, it’s not a job, so wouldn’t it be okay?”

    “Ramon, if you want to learn Chris, you absolutely have to learn magic.”

    “Didn’t you close your eyes and see me fight a goblin the other day? A person like this should learn the sword.”

    “Oh, well, neither is possible…”

    My whole body was already sore and I was dying, but seeing the older people doing this made me feel tired.

    I really want them both to leave.

    I poured water into the cup I kept next to the bed and drank it.

    “Are you living well despite not being able to open your eyes? Are you looking at it with different eyes like last time?”

    “Yes…I’m seeing it blurry, but…”

    Can you just feel the outline?

    Fortunately, I have ways to see my surroundings other than my eyes.

    If you focus on your spiritual eyes, you will see it.

    The problem is that this is usually not difficult.

    It was okay to look at it like that for an hour or two, but doing it all day only made my head hurt even more.

    It is not easy to see the world solely with spiritual eyes.

    So, instead of looking at the world clearly, I agreed to see it blurry.

    At this level, I can endure even if I use my spiritual eyes.

    “Again, if you want to learn swordsmanship, I will take responsibility for teaching you.”

    “Oh well, I keep saying I can’t do it…”

    At that time, a person came into the room.

    “Baron Valen, are you here?”

    “Yes, Paramon…!”

    Baron Valen.

    The biggest contributor to providing me with a soft bed.

    From what I heard, it seemed like he was the child of old Paramon’s junior.

    Perhaps that’s why he had a lot of military spirit that didn’t suit an aristocrat.

    “Huh…was the bedroom comfortable?”

    “Thank you.”

    “…Then that’s it.”

    I felt like he was wary of me.

    I, a commoner, seemed at a loss as to how to deal with the fact that I was under the protection of a sword master and an archmage.

    But this man called the Baron.

    It seems uncomfortable somewhere.

    “Are you hurt somewhere?”

    “….I received teachings from Paramon.”

    Last time, he went there to take care of his juniors, and this time he seems to have taken care of the Baron as well.

    Accumulating virtue is always a good thing, so it will help you in your future as well.

    ” Sir, are you carrying it around properly?”

    Old Man Paramon’s bulletin board hasn’t come out yet.

    So we took special measures.

    It is a talisman that prevents bad luck.

    “Hehehe…you’re even touching an old man’s underwear…”

    He told me to fold the amulet neatly and carry it in my underwear.

    That way, the effect will be certain.

    The Baron’s open conversation seemed to make him more curious about my identity.

    “Ho…Can I ask you about the relationship between you two and this friend?”

    “Hmm…relationship…”

    The distance between Old Man Clocelle and the Baron has become closer.

    Yeonggam whispers quietly.

    They may have said they were hiding it, but I could clearly hear it in my ears.

    You can even hear it through your skin.

    “This is my friend who will become my granddaughter-in-law.”

    “Rossel, I think that’s what I’m going to say.”

    What are these young people talking about now?

    Why do they decide other people’s wedding prices?

    I could feel the Baron’s heated gaze as he listened to the old men’s words.

    “If you feel uncomfortable, please let me know at any time. At this point, how about moving the room to mine?”

    “…No need. And why am I the granddaughter-in-law?”

    “Now that we’re talking about it, what do you think? I will go now and bring my granddaughter. One warp is all it takes.”

    I am a commoner.

    It is said that these old men, who are of the highest rank among nobles, are not people to be coveted.

    The love between a noble and a commoner.

    “No, why are you calling me your granddaughter-in-law…”

    Old Man Paramon opened his mouth with a happy expression.

    “You don’t know how great of a person you are. Plus, I personally like it.”

    “You are a talented person who will turn the world of magic upside down.”

    There is nothing good about being a shaman or a great person.

    In the first place, it is not a business with the goal of becoming a great person.

    The important thing is that I have never even met the people who are the granddaughters of old people.

    I have no intention of getting married yet…

    To begin with, the only people I connected with here were my two grandfathers and my grandmother, the elf…

    Irene looks young, so it’s okay.

    Plus, honestly, it’s pretty.

    “Where did Irene go?”

    “The eggplant said something and followed me.”

    “Hmm…”

    Anyway, Irene, there is still a problem that needs to be resolved.

    Even though the patient just woke up from sleep, there are so many things to do…

    “When will the person offering help arrive?”

    “It will probably come soon.”

    There was no suitable way to dispose of Uncle Hans’ soul, which had become a wraith.

    Old Man Paramon said that there was a paladin he knew at the temple, so I asked for help.

    It would be nice if there was a way, but so far only the race has been eradicated and there is no precedent for returning it to its original state.

    “Wow…the head…”

    “Giggle.”

    Old Man Paramon just laughed, wondering what was so funny.

    It wasn’t a bad look as the smile became more natural as time went by.

    Although there is still an awkwardness left.

    Old Closel looked at it happily and then opened his mouth.

    “By the way, the more patients you have, the more you have to eat well.”

    “Of course. Hey Valen.”

    “Yes! Paramon! Please order!”

    “Please have a meal.”

    Baron Valen’s attitude was almost like that of a man who had accepted God.

    It looks like he has mastered the sword, but old Paramon said he was a sword master…

    “I ask for mainly meat. Since ancient times, meat has been good for your health.”

    “Yes! Okay!”

    Baron Valen responded vigorously and left the room.

    The way he was overdoing it seemed like he was going to take all the meat in the baronial territory.

    Old Paramon muttered.

    It is filled with mana and is very solemn.

    “The nice weather makes me think of alcohol.”

    As he was running, he heard the Baron’s answer from afar.

    “Huh…I didn’t ask you to listen.”

    When I look at this old man sometimes, it seems like he has the temperament of an old man.

    I guess it’s natural since he’s an old man…

    Old Paramon called me.

    “There are a few things I want to check.”

    “Please tell me.”

    The voice was serious without knowing why.

    If you want to set the mood like this and tell a story…

    Is this really a story about a necromancer?

    “What is your ideal type?”

    “……”

    Somehow I seem to monopolize the attention of older people.

    Even when I borrow the power of the spirit who has become my body owner, I often get the feeling that he is a bored old man.

    Elderly believers too.

    My colleagues are also elderly.

    He even tried to get his granddaughter to marry him…

    As a person before being a shaman, this is something I need to be clear about.

    I also opened my mouth with a serious expression.

    “…is it pretty?”

    “It’s pretty.”

    “How much?”

    “You look just like me.”

    “Next!”

    Old man Closel stepped forward confidently.

    “My granddaughter is pretty too. She looked exactly like my wife who went before me. For your information, she was a beauty recognized by the empire.”

    “When didn’t I say that I look much more like you?”

    “Ramon, aren’t you close to your children anyway?”

    “I’m going to become friends when I return this time!”

    It seems like the fights are becoming more and more childish because I’m worried that someone might be an old friend.

    Anyway, aren’t they both pretty?

    But unfortunately, if there is a shaman in the family, the line of sin will continue.

    This is one of the reasons why shamans avoid marriage.

    ” Dear friends, unfortunately, I will not get married…”

    Old Closel said, cutting me off.

    “You’re here.”

    Someone was approaching the room.

    “Oh my…”

    They said he was a paladin…

    He is a person with a very brilliant light.

    So much so that it dazzles your eyes.

    “…It’s going to be jam-packed.”

    The closer it got, the stronger the light became.

    What’s important is that you can’t see the front, which was blurry because of the light.

    My spiritual eyes were clogged with light.

    This is one of the reasons why fortune telling does not occur when shamans meet priests.

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