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“Can you save this?”

“Chwii profit!!!”

Unexpectedly, the tree branches on which the oak hung and the height of the cliff were not very high.

If you extend your arm, the distance is enough for your fingertips to touch.

An orc known for its strength would be able to climb up like this easily, right?

As if to answer my curiosity, the orc ghost was clinging to me and pointing at one arm.

The wound looked as if it had been bitten by something, and the flesh was sparsely carved out, making it impossible to move.

“If I had left this behind, I would have almost died.”

One arm cannot be used, and the other cannot move as it is holding on to a tree branch.

My feet are barely on the cliff, but the moment I let go, I will fall down there.

“Should I save it?”

The circumstances were unfortunate, but orcs were monsters anyway.

If I saved your life with harsh words, wouldn’t it be possible for them to rush at you and say they’ll eat you?

– ……

A pitiful expression appeared on the face of the orc ghost next to me.

Does it mean that even monsters have emotions?

“Tsk……”

Just as I was pondering, an urgent voice was heard from underneath the cliff.

“Chwiik!! human!! Orcs return the favor! Chwiik!!!”

“Repaying the favor?”

“That’s right! Chwiik!!”

Okra returning a favor?

It was a story like something out of a fantasy fairy tale.

“How are you going to pay it back?”

“……”

Even in my opinion, there was nothing that orcs could do to humans.

“Chwiik!! I’ll pay it back somehow! Grace is never forgotten!!”

I opened my eyes and thought about it, but it seemed like it was extremely dangerous.

Originally a hunter, Chris’s memories were intact, but I had yet to experience any significant combat.

It also made no sense for a hunter to fight an orc.

The story was that my body would be in danger if that young Orc bastard attacked me with a stab in the back of my head.

“Damn. What kind of favor does a monster bastard return?”

“Chwiik! Orcs know honor!”

“Okay. Know a lot.”

As soon as I was possessed in this world, I had no choice but to become Orc food.

I can do anything about ghosts, but living monsters are a different story.

As soon as I got up, an orc ghost scurried in front of me.

– %&*@#

“Tsk….”

Do you know what the most difficult thing about becoming a shaman is?

This means that you can sympathize with the emotions of the ghost.

It’s so deep that I don’t know if it’s my feelings or someone else’s.

“Ha….it’s all my arm, my arm…”

How easy would it be for a shaman to sell?

My life itself has always been a struggle.

I rested my chest on the edge of the cliff and stretched out my hands.

“Chwiik?!”

As if that wasn’t enough, he crawled all the way to the solar plexus and finally caught the orc’s wrist in both hands.

Now all I had to do was pull it up with all my might.

The problem is that during the process of pulling up, the tree that the oak was holding must be let go.

I could feel the orc hesitating before completely entrusting his life to me.

This bastard?

“Hey, don’t you trust me?”

“Chwiik! How can orcs trust humans?Chwiik!!”

Should I just let it go?

I finally decided to save him, but I didn’t like the way he was talking.

“Then just go?”

“Chwiik….I believe it!”

“You say you don’t believe it?”

“…Chwiik! I believe it unconditionally!”

I slowly took my hand off the tree and grabbed the oak with all my strength.

Although it was extremely heavy, it seemed to have this much strength.

The orc was pulled easier than I thought.

“Phew….”

The orc that had survived from the brink of death looked at me, breathing heavily.

“Chwiik!! thanks! Chwiik!”

The young orc, who was standing like that while trying to catch his breath, suddenly started sniffing.

“Hmm?”

What is that doing again?

While I was seriously wondering if I had turned around because I was almost dead, a young orc started following the scent.

“The soul of a warrior! Chwiik!!”

“Hmm?”

Surprisingly, the young orc stopped right in front of the orc ghost.

“Do you see that?”

“Chwiik? Can humans see the soul?”

“Huh?”

No matter how much I looked at the orc, there was no feeling of my spiritual eyes being opened.

It probably won’t be visible.

I guess inspiration is a bit sensitive.

“Chwiik! The soul of a warrior stinks!”

I will correct it.

It seems that the sense of smell is a sensitive axis.

Do orcs actually see ghosts by smell?

“Hmm.”

What dead orcs and living orcs did was unusual.

I never thought the orc ghost’s eyes would be so warm.

“Chwiik!”

Sniff.

The orc, who was sniffing again with his nostrils flaring, let out a single word.

“It’s the smell of brothers! Is that soul there my brother?”

The young orc looked at me.

They’re probably asking you to check if it’s correct.

“Is that true? Is he your brother?”

“Chwiik! Only dead brothers have more than ten!”

“It’s a big family.”

“Chwiik! If an orc is weak, he dies! I am strong!”

“You almost died too?”

“I almost became weak! Chwiik! But I am strong because I lived!”

After speaking while looking at me, the young orc spoke softly into the air.

“Dead brother, weak!”

– ……

“Weak brother! You are good to go now! Chwiik!”

– $#%@#$

I’ve never heard an orc swear, but what the orc spirit was saying right now was definitely swearing.

“Truly….”

After one show, my body felt heavier.

It’s not that it’s not, but isn’t it the body that was struck by lightning?

They say that your body is normal only when you are lying in the hospital.

I opened my mouth to the two arguing.

“I’m going now.”

The young orc faced me and patted his chest twice.

“Chwiik! My name is Gulak. Descendants of great shamans.”

“Shaman?”

“Orc shamans communicate with the spirits of warriors.”

It seems that there are shamans in this world too.

The form may be a little different, though.

“Chwiik! I’ll return the favor someday! Human, what is your name?”

“……”

I was about to say the name without thinking, but my mouth stopped.

Because now the name that needs to be said has changed.

“Chris.”

“Chris! Glory to the future of human shamans! Chwiik!”

It felt not as bad as I thought.

Rather than a monster, isn’t it closer to another race?

At least it seemed like I would definitely be rewarded for my help.

“Wait a minute…bokchae?”

The reward you receive after taking care of the fortune telling.

One can predict good or bad luck by looking at the fortune teller.

Things that ordinary people cannot know.

Revealing that could clearly be said to be an act of revealing heavenly secrets.

Bokchae is something you receive in return for revealing your secret.

Still, it was my first time doing this after becoming a shaman, and it felt empty to end it without any fortune telling.

“Hey! Wait a moment.”

“Chwiik?”

The bell hanging from my waist was held in my right hand.

“Hmm…”

rattle –

rattle –

It was not a strange sound made by various drops overlapping each other.

The sound of a single bell ringing clearly.

The more the bell rang, the deeper my mind fell.

So much so that I don’t know if I am who I am or what else I am.

rattle –

All my senses became calm.

The wind that passes by your skin and the shapes you see.

The moment when all the senses that can be felt by the human body become clear and one can go beyond them and feel other senses.

The karma surrounding Gulak was clearly felt.

It was a level of clarity different from anything I had ever seen in my life.

rattle –

The bell rang and the mouth opened of its own accord.

It felt like it wasn’t me speaking, but someone speaking on my behalf.

rattle –

“This young guy has a lot of karma to shoulder.”

rattle –

“There is a long way to go.”

rattle –

“You must carry the souls of the lost Muju courtiers, so follow Heaven’s command.”

The sound of the bell rang around my son-in-law with a deep resonance.

“Those who have lost where to go will gather together, and those who have lost their way will find their way.”

A clear direction appeared before my eyes.

No, it wasn’t something I saw with my eyes.

It was a feeling that could only be expressed as ‘seeing direction’.

The bell stretched out, pointing in one direction.

rattle –

“Go. You will avoid anger and find a way.”

After a short speech, I came to my senses.

“Ah…..”

“…….”

-….

Gulak and I’s faces became blank.

The soul of an orc whose name I did not know was lying flat on the floor, trembling.

I guess I just humbled myself in front of someone who was difficult to handle.

“Chwiik..Chwiik! Great Shaman!”

I, who felt a deep lingering feeling, was a gulag

I woke up completely to the sound of his voice.

“Ha….it’s so fucking hard….”

I think it was difficult for the first time.

This was probably because the fate of this orc called Gulak in front of me was great.

Now that I had checked my mole, it was really time to go home.

***

There was a small orc standing on a high cliff.

Gulak, a descendant of an orc shaman.

The face of this young orc, who had not yet reached adulthood, was staring into space as if in a state of ecstasy.

Could what I saw today be the image of the shaman that was passed down to the tribe?

Gulak’s eyes, having seen the great soul, turned to the place indicated by the bell.

– Go.

That voice kept wandering around in my head as if it had been imprinted on me.

There was no doubt that it was the guidance of a legendary great spirit.

“Chwiik! I will follow guidance.”

Gulak, who was trying to walk as if possessed, suddenly realized something.

That there is a cliff in front of you.

“Chwiik…Chwiik!!!”

Next to Gulak, who almost fell again, an invisible spirit was swearing.

– &$#@$!!!

***

That was probably the last thing I read.

A novel about being possessed by a noble family as a madman.

The main character opened his eyes on the bed in his room.

It was clearly written that way there.

I woke up from the soft bed.

“Ha…but why me!!”

The bed was too hard.

No, can this be called a bed?

This is a blanket spread on a piece of wood?

My house was simpler than I imagined.

Not only was he simple, but he was poor.

A hut made of wood.

A flimsy structure that wouldn’t be surprising if it collapsed at any time.

Woodwork that can’t even be called furniture.

There wasn’t even anything to eat in the house.

This is because I came back empty-handed from today’s hunt.

“Why do I have to worry about food first?”

As I walked from the mountains, the skin of my stomach was about to stick to my back.

To make matters worse, since we arrived late at night, it was difficult to find food.

Above all, there was no money.

The first night of being possessed in this world passed by while I was starving.