episode_0032
by adminA murmur was heard.
It was more like talking than whispering.
If you listen to the contents…
“Chris did something big.”
“That’s right. You’re not the kind of person to lie down like that…”
It was a woman’s voice.
It was a very regretful tone that I felt like I had heard before somewhere.
“This is not the time. I guess I should raise my drink one more time.”
It was old Clocell’s voice.
He may have been a little drunk, but his voice was full of emotions.
“Don’t be like that, get up quickly…”
The more I listen, the more strange the atmosphere becomes.
I could feel Mr. Closel’s movements in every detail.
What I’m holding in my hand right now is alcohol.
Growling –
This is a glass.
The next action was strange.
“….?”
Why are you turning the glass around?
Old Man Closel began to bow down.
It was a movement so sincere that it even felt reverential.
“….?”
Is this old man crazy…?
The body was bending once more.
I slowly opened my eyes in the same position I was lying down in.
“….”
I flinch.
“You…?”
Seueuugh –
When I got up and looked around, it was a sight to behold.
The place where I lay was covered with flowers, and there was even a ceremonial table in front of it.
Even the elves sitting together in small groups and talking.
“….There is no separate mourning house.”
For a moment, silence fell.
“……”
“….”
And huge cheers erupted.
“Wow!”
“The ritual was a success!!”
“The one who smoked the eggplant has woken up!!”
The ritual was successful…?
It wasn’t just the elves who were excited.
Even the souls of the elves gathered near the ceremonial table were excited.
I don’t know what they did, but the souls were in very good condition.
He looked full, and his expression was full of satisfaction.
Old Man Paramon walked towards me with a satisfied look on his face.
“This time, you open your eyes right away.”
“….Really?”
Surprisingly, unlike last time, my eyes didn’t hurt.
I thought I would have to close my eyes for a while.
“I tried to follow what you did in my own way. Fortunately, it seems to have worked.”
“…Yes?”
It was a pretty decent ancestral rite table.
The food was laid out neatly and the candles were perfectly positioned.
Looking at what old Closel did just now, the procedure wasn’t bad.
Thanks to this, the elf’s soul seemed to be very at ease.
But does holding a ancestral rite make the curse disappear?
This is the first time.
As I was touching my eyes in confusion, an elf’s soul slipped away.
Seueuugh –
A soul touching the area near the eyes as if trying to convey something.
“…Yes?”
The soul’s finger pointed at the elves.
“Huh…this works?”
It seems that he prayed earnestly for something while performing the ancestral rites.
Maybe that was my recovery.
“Did the elders do it?”
The spirits nodded.
So, to summarize, it is like this.
The elves held a memorial service, and it was surprisingly formal.
It seemed as if the souls who had unexpectedly received the ancestral rites had heard the hearts of the elves.
They probably relieved the backlash against the curse.
“… Did the ancestral god listen to his voice? ”
Is it possible to worship your ancestors by accident?
The spirit raised its hand and pointed to the World Tree.
“Huh…”
A large number of souls were sitting and resting on the tree.
Since it is such a big novelty, there is no other place that is as comfortable as that.
“There’s a lot going on.”
Very occasionally.
It’s harder to see these days, but there’s a saying.
‘If you make a wish towards the Dangsan tree, it will come true.’
There are times when a spirit who appreciates sincerity provides help.
Could this be seen as a reward for helping the World Tree?
***
“Now, let’s read various fortunes!!”
Roaring Roaring –
“If you want to make money, come here! If you need love, come here!”
As soon as I put up the mat, it was a huge hit.
I became the elf’s benefactor and drove the elves wherever I went.
When I looked around the city, elves gathered around, and whenever I ate, one or two additional dishes were always served.
He became a popular shaman.
Thanks to this, the number of elves gathered around the mat was enormous.
“Hmm, so what are you curious about?”
A beautiful elf sat in front of me.
Green eyes and a pointed nose.
From well-groomed eyebrows to red lips.
It was a physiognomically very pretty face.
It was actually very pretty.
“Hmm…”
The concerns of elves were very different from those of humans.
Basically, this race has amazing physiognomy.
All of them were beautifully symmetrical, and there was no angular area from forehead to chin.
It is harmony itself.
Contemplation focuses on ‘living as you live.’
And from what I felt so far, the elves were truly as harmonious as they looked.
The problem is that even the eight characters are harmonious, perhaps because they are harmonious.
This is the very tricky part.
“I want to be a leaf that protects the branches.”
“Hmm…”
rattle –
When I shook the bell, a fortune teller came out.
But it was unusually uneven.
“I think things will go smoothly if we keep going like this…”
“…Really?”
My eyes sparkled.
It’s natural to feel happy that you can do what you want…
the problem is···.
Could this be considered a problem?
“Thank you!”
The beautiful elf left the seat and another beautiful elf sat down.
As expected, the physiognomy is harmonious and the energy is also harmonious.
And it’s very pretty.
A slightly younger-looking elf asked with sparkling eyes.
“I want to make the elf forest pretty.”
It was obvious what kind of fortune-telling would come out.
rattle –
When I shook the bell, I got the right feeling.
This elf will also be able to achieve what he wants with ease.
This is exactly the problem.
Since life is long and the eight characters are harmonious, everything is fine.
It may not be easy to come up with a person who is even remotely outstanding, but…
Anyway, no matter who comes and looks at any fortune teller, the results are similar.
“We are a species close to nature, so we will be able to achieve this with ease.”
“Thank you!!”
In this case, there is no point in looking at the fortune telling.
The essence of divination is to teach us how to avoid bad luck and live a little happier.
What is the point of telling people who are already happy that they will be happy?
Even elves are not greedy and do not ask for much.
Humans want things like more money, greater fame, and beautiful women, but elves don’t have those things.
“Hey…what on earth are you doing…”
There is no resentment or greed.
Everything I wanted was good and there was nothing wrong with it.
Just live a good life, and you are blessed by living a good life.
It was just this kind of race.
“This is ridiculous, really…”
Then a man came and sat in front of me.
“Hmm…Chris…?”
I frowned.
Because the one sitting in front was Hans.
“Why are you sitting here?”
“Are you sure you won’t look at my fortune…?”
“I don’t look at the same industry.”
Hans tried to get up with a sullen look on his face, but then sat down again.
“Last time I saw you, you said that divination and physiognomy are different… Is that even…?”
“You don’t need contemplation?”
“Yes?”
“You don’t live the way you were born, you were born the way you live…”
“What does that mean?”
Literally, the image of the face is called physiognomy.
There are people whose physiognomy does not change, but other things change.
This is a major characteristic of true priests who strive for a righteous life like Hans.
“You are the one who lives according to your imagination, not your physiognomy.”
“…your heart?”
“Okay. Don’t worry about your face, go and sharpen your mind.”
“You said you live the way you did last time…?”
There was definitely a story like that.
It was annoying, so I gave a cursory answer and passed it on…
“It is said that an impression is not what it looks like, but the facial expression that comes from the heart. A priest has to make a good impression, so what should he do if he has a good physiognomy? Serve God only as you are?”
“Ah….”
Hans, who was thinking about something, bowed his head and got up.
Yes, it is rewarding to find the right path after seeing the fortune teller.
In Hans’ case, I didn’t see the fortune.
Hans held 5 coppers in his hand and came over to put them in the money box.
“No need for bokchae. I didn’t even see the mole, so what…”
“No…it’s not that…you have to put this in.”
“You said you don’t need it?”
Hans hesitated and thought about it, and eventually put the money into the money box.
“I don’t want to be like you…I don’t want to receive that bad luck.”
“Huh…”
It looks like he was able to get rid of his nine strangleholds and end up talking badly.
Looking at Hans shaking his head, it looks like Old Man Klein has suffered quite a bit.
“I heard that eating bokchae in excess is bad luck…Next!”
The elf who sat down this time was an unexpected person.
“Romenel…?”
Very pretty.
When I looked at Hans’ face and then Romenel’s face, I felt like my heart was being purified.
Romenel opened his mouth with a warm smile.
“Who is currently residing in the body of the World Tree?”
***
Empty eyes stared into space.
There was no expression on their faces as their hands and feet were tied.
Some people were drooling like they had lost their minds.
“Almost everyone involved with the World Tree became like this.”
“….”
It was quiet silence.
There were many people gathered, but not a single sound was made.
A cool voice came from the man standing in the middle of them.
“It’s useless.”
“….!”
“However, if you do this, it will be useful.”
Hands waving in the air.
A huge amount of mana swirled along the hand.
Burr –
All the necromancers watching trembled.
They knew better than anyone else what was happening.
Because that magic was magic that could be said to be their identity.
“Wow…!”
Painful groans came from those whose hands and feet were tied.
My body shrunk and my skin flowed out.
The skin peeled off and fell to the floor, and so did the flesh inside.
Fighting –
Tuk –
The person standing there was no longer human.
Those standing with nothing but bones are called undead, not humans.
“Write it yourself.”
“….Yes, I understand.”
“It looks like there is a problem with the World Tree. I need to check it out.”
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