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My breathing calmed down.

Suuu –

The wind direction was also perfect.

The bowstring was pulled tautly, as if it was going to send the arrow flying at any moment.

‘now!’

The moment when I was about to shoot an arrow at a deer that had let its guard down while drinking water in front of me.

Chat –

The bow string broke.

“Crazy….”

Even though I didn’t do it, in my memory, this bow string has never broken.

It was the only bow that cost a lot of money in Chris’s poor life.

At the sound of the protest being cut off, the deer looked in my direction and cowered.

“Purp?”

The deer quickly ran away as if it had confirmed my presence.

But I already expected that deer to run away.

Traps had been set up in advance in places where deer could escape.

“You can catch it!!”

I quickly ran out to herd deer.

“Purp!!”

“It’s a purr, it’s a mess, and you’re dead.”

Ta-ta-tat – !

The deer ran away exactly where I guided it.

‘There it is!’

When I ran right in front of the trap I had set up.

A fruit fell in front of the deer.

Tuk.

“Purp!!”

Of course, the deer, which was nervous, immediately changed direction and veered off the path, leaving my trap behind.

“Fuck you….”

A curse suddenly came out.

It was the third time today.

In this way, I lost sight of the deer due to the pressure of the world.

“This is not it!!!”

Do you know what makes me more angry?

“No way again?”

As I walked toward the trap, I soon saw the devastation that had occurred there.

Have you ever seen rats living in a fantasy world?

Not gonna lie, it was the size of a human thigh.

“This rat is really…”

The big rat was already destroying my trap for the third time.

It gnaws at the rope that plays an important role with its teeth.

“I probably wouldn’t have caught the deer anyway…”

I am a hunter who is becoming quite mature.

Of course, that’s what I remember.

Except in special cases, traps were never destroyed in this way.

It was something that happened once a month or so.

“But!!!”

“Only today!!!!”

It was the third time.

It wasn’t just the hunt that failed.

Strangely enough, not a single herb that was normally found sparingly was found.

Even after washing my eyes and searching, I couldn’t see it.

“Do I need to wash it one more time?”

If you search through your memories and find a place where herbs grow…

“Oh my….”

The place had become land dug up by wild animals.

“It was hot again today…”

All I ate all day was a few tree nuts.

Even those were fruits smaller than my fist and not yet ripe.

And a few sips of mountain water.

“I’m hungry…..”

I felt sick to my stomach.

Master said that.

‘A shaman can’t do anything except shamanism, so don’t even think about it.’

Have you ever seen a shaman working at your company?

Or a shaman who does hard work.

No one will ever see it.

That’s what a shaman is.

You can only do what God allows.

“Hunting is a job! Don’t you have to eat to live?”

Even if you keep hunting like this, you probably won’t be able to catch anything.

And the whole world will cast Eokka and release the deer.

“I don’t do it because it’s dirty. Because it’s dirty.”

He turned in the direction of the house and babbled endlessly.

“Others lived well by living in noble families…”

“If you don’t hunt, what do you do for a living?”

I thought there might be such a thing as a shaman in the fantasy world.

Even Gulak himself said that he was a shaman.

However, contrary to my expectations, there was no occupation similar to a shaman.

There was a profession that dealt with spirits.

“Something like a warlock…necromancer…”

At first glance, these are occupations that give off the feel of a villain.

I didn’t even want to do it, and I didn’t even know how to use magic.

“Let’s sell the plague.”

If I didn’t hunt, I would have to live as a mercenary.

Becoming a mercenary is not something anyone can do, and it was obvious that if I applied, I would die unexpectedly on my first trip.

Perhaps even he will be punished by the world.

“Should I eventually open a fortune telling shop…”

Is fortune-telling possible in a fantasy world?

“Huh….”

Because we had gone quite deep into the mountains, it would take another year to get home.

My stomach, which had been starving since yesterday, kept sending me signals.

Growling.

“Is there even a ripe fruit somewhere…?”

The moment I turned my head to find the fruit, I felt something strange.

A place where trees grow thick and grass grows.

A scenery that seems natural in the mountains.

What was getting on my nerves?

“Hmm….”

I moved my feet following the feeling of strangeness.

“Are you here?”

A scenery that is the same as the surroundings, both to the eyes and to the body.

But from there, something went awry.

“I don’t think it’s a ghost’s prank…”

The energy flowing through it was so pure that it could be said that it was a ghost playing a trick.

Does it feel like nature has been left out?

Taoist practitioners used to feel this way when they did something.

“Hmm….”

There was no soul to be seen around.

However, I didn’t feel any resentment.

“That’s amazing.”

As I thought about it, my hands naturally went to my waist.

The feel of cold drops at your fingertips.

I was fiddling with the bell as if it was an old habit, and soon I held it in my hand and pulled it out.

“What kind of joke is this?”

rattle –

Just holding the bell in my hand changed my tone of voice.

“What is a road is not even a road. It is such a strange thing.”

rattle –

Following the sound of the bell, my senses became calm.

If you can’t see it with your own eyes, just look with other eyes.

Spiritual vision is a sense that transcends the five senses.

Sometimes you can see it with your eyes, and sometimes you can feel it with your skin.

Sometimes it was shown through sound, and sometimes it could be felt as a taste.

It is a feeling that cannot be expressed through common sense.

rattle –

And what the spiritual eye shows is not just the soul.

rattle –

The moment the bell shook once more, the scene before my eyes changed.

The wind became clearer, and I could hear the trees breathing alive.

I felt the vitality of nature flowing.

“You twisted and twisted it.”

A bell hanging on a stick was held out towards that place.

And then, of its own accord, my mouth opened and the words came out.

“Open.”

rattle –

That moment.

Hwaak –

The place before my eyes split apart and a new path appeared.

A place that was open as if a curtain had been pulled back.

The place where the grass was was distorted, revealing a different landscape.

“Tsk tsk…”

I hadn’t even gone in yet, but it was full of sadness.

“Who would be so upset…”

The body moved on its own and touched the ground, but there was no sound.

Sigh.

It was an amazing step that left no trace, as if walking on clouds.

As I walked along the revealed path, I could see souls wandering around.

It wasn’t just one or two.

There were probably dozens of souls standing blankly.

“What are these old people looking at here?”

As I went a little further, there were statues all around me.

A statue holding a sword.

A statue holding a spear.

Statue riding a horse.

The statues, which looked as if someone had carefully carved them, became more elaborate as we went along the road.

And then a sound came from inside.

Caen –

Crack –

“These guys can’t go their own way because they are doing this shit.”

There, an elderly man was carving stone with a hammer and chisel.

Caen –

Every gesture was filled with sincerity.

A lot of emotions were conveyed in one hammer blow.

Sadness, joy, pain, love and hate.

The emotions were so tangled that they became complicated just by looking at them.

“Tsk tsk….What is the use of shaving off the arm of someone who has no arm?”

“Hmm?”

The old man turned his head with a stern expression.

They seemed very wary of me suddenly appearing.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?”

My mouth kept moving whether the old man was speaking or not.

“It must be cold. I froze to death in the snow…tsk tsk…”

As he pointed at the statue with his chin, the old man’s eyes slowly opened wide.

His expression was a mixture of confusion and wariness, as if he had discovered a secret that only he knew.

“Ask again. How did you get here, and how do you know that just now?”

“Youngja, can you swing that?”

As he pointed at the hammer with his chin, the old man’s expression became even more determined.

“If necessary.”

The old man looked like he was going to crush me with a hammer at any moment.

Anyway, I opened my mouth and pointed to another statue.

“I fell and died.”

He said while looking at another statue.

“This person….”

I could feel the karma attached to the soul standing next to the statue.

“You killed him with your own hands.”

It wasn’t just this soul.

There were many souls believed to have died at the hands of the old man. Even the souls who were not like that had many things intertwined with the old man.

“Looking at it, it doesn’t seem like he’s blaming his old man…”

The spirits nodded as if agreeing with my words.

“Did it reduce the pain? Um, I see.”

When I asked, the spirits nodded again as if it was correct.

As the words continued, the old man’s expression became hard.

“What are you doing?”

“Inspiration, please wait.”

The reason why the old man stopped was simple.

Because the spirit standing next to him was trying to say something.

As if it already knew that it could not speak, it opened its mouth wide and showed me its shape.

“…ville…noff?”

“How do you name that…!”

The spirit was waving its hands around in front of the statue that looked exactly like it, as if it was dissatisfied with something.

“Hmmmm….the shape of a sword? Heh…that’s right.”

“I asked you how you knew that name!!”

Ignoring the spirit shouting next to me, I relayed what my soul said.

“This person’s sword isn’t shaped like this.”

The tip of the handle of the sword in the statue had a shield pattern engraved on it.

“Um…grass next to the shield?”

The old man’s eyes widened.

Because a voice passed through my head.

– Captain!! I’m going to ask for laurel to be added when the war is over.

“How…”

The hammer the old man was holding fell to the floor.