episode_0007

“Well…is it still that far?”

The driver responded bluntly to my repeated urgings.

“Wait. We’re almost there.”

It was only a short distance, but I couldn’t stand it any longer.

It was because of the soldiers shouting right in front of me.

“Everyone, get out of the way!!”

Loud.

Loud.

Yes.

I was now marching down the main street, heavily guarded by knights and soldiers.

“That young man. Wasn’t he a hunter?”

“Are you going to get a prize?”

“You may have committed a sin.”

“I heard that Mr. Hans’ daughter went missing… really?”

As I marched down the county’s largest thoroughfare, I was attracting the attention of the entire neighborhood.

It was burdensome.

That too, very much.

“Could you go quietly?”

“No.”

“Yes. Please…”

The driver seemed inflexible at first glance.

It’s not that it’s not, but the thick eyebrows, clear and thick lips, and concentrated eyes are just a simple physiognomy.

Is this not just stubbornness, but strictness itself?

“Ugh…no, let’s just stay still. Isn’t this an opportunity?”

Now, at this moment, everyone’s attention is focused.

And the opening of a fortune telling shop is scheduled soon.

It was right now.

I, who was in the center of the soldiers, raised my arms toward the villagers.

“Everyone!!! I will see your fate somewhere in this town in two days…”

My promotion was never finished in the end.

This is because the driver immediately raised his hand and stopped me.

“Can’t you be quiet?”

“….I don’t have one…”

“Be quiet.”

After marching with all the aggro of the county, I was able to enter the castle where Count Got was staying.

After walking a little further, I came across a gate that was under heavy security.

chuck.

chuck.

Two young knights blocked me at the door.

The look in his eyes as if I were a potential criminal was quite intimidating and coercive.

“You cannot carry weapons when meeting the Count.”

“No weapons.”

Perhaps it was because I was a commoner, but these knights only spoke informally from the moment I met them.

It was an overbearing attitude, but it only made me snort.

Do you know how easy it is to break the spirit of a shaman?

It would be a hundred times more terrifying to see an eyeless ghost staring at you than these noblemen staring at you with all their might.

“You can’t even bring anything around your waist.”

“Hmm?”

There was only one thing stuck to my waist.

A weapon that a shaman must wear for the rest of his life.

It was my bell that could be called a martial spirit.

Did you take the bell from the shaman?

“Does this look like a weapon?”

I pulled out the bell with my own hand and held it in front of the knight.

How does this look like a weapon?

At that moment, the driver quietly whispered with an expression that said he had been caught.

“This commoner talks a lot.”

“Huh?”

“You dare criticize the article’s words? It’s trivial and I don’t even know the topic.”

“How are you?”

Still, since the energy of the big hit followed, I tried to move on quietly.

But the next words that came out of the knight’s mouth were words I could not bear.

“For your crime of rebelling against the knight, your belongings will be returned to the county.”

I could see the knight’s eyes shining with greed.

Since it had a mysterious blue glow, it seemed like it would make money if it were sold.

It was an obvious mistake in the article.

Are you thinking of selling the shaman’s bells?

And that too in front of the shaman who held the bell.

“Hey driver.”

My head tilted to the side.

Now that I see this article, it’s not the first time I’ve done something like this.

“You robbed the commoners who came to pay their taxes yesterday, right?”

“What?”

“The day before yesterday, I caught someone on the street and ate it. Let’s see… 2 silver? I did it in a small way.”

I could see the knight’s face becoming increasingly pale.

“This isn’t a bandit… That’s the thing on the end of a sword! Isn’t it one of the genuine products?”

“Profit…A commoner is talking carelessly…!”

That wasn’t the only atrocity committed by the knight.

The ghosts lined up around the knight all had sword images engraved on their bodies.

It was certain that he died from being hit by that knife.

That also seemed like an unfair reason to hold a grudge.

Harming human life was one of the great sins.

And if you commit a sin, you must be punished.

“Now I see you killed someone too?”

“This guy…!!”

A knight who moves his hand as if he will draw his sword at any moment.

Naturally, the knight’s movement did not take place.

Because I was the Count’s guest.

From afar, the strict knight from before walked over and quietly muttered a word.

“Stop.”

“Heh…!”

The despicable bastard’s complexion turned pale in an instant.

“Did you intend to point your sword at the Count’s guest?”

“That…it’s not that…this commoner…”

“This mistake will be severely punished, so please understand.”

The knight who scolded the mean bastard turned his head to me.

“There were many rude examples. Let’s go in.”

I never would have thought that someone who seemed so stuffy earlier would be this reassuring.

The knight standing next to the mean bastard added as if he had been waiting.

“It doesn’t matter because the item you have doesn’t look like a weapon.”

From then on, he continued to nag me about things like how I should behave in front of the Count, but I just ignored it and paid no attention to it.

I was already feeling it.

The person waiting for me here is someone with a similar disposition to Paramon.

Seeing it felt so clearly, I felt like it was meant to be connected to me somehow.

Maybe it was a destiny foretold by God.

“Please go in.”

The door opened and what I saw was a middle-aged man.

“Are you Chris? Nice to meet you. You can sit anywhere.”

I didn’t answer and just looked at the count blankly.

Because I was already sitting.

“You’re already sitting down?”

“I thought you would ask me to sit down.”

“Hmm…. Just as I heard. I heard the story from Paramon.”

The count sitting across from me looked at me here and there as if he was searching.

His eyes were clear and his forehead was straight.

Her blonde hair was thick and dense.

The Count, who had neat facial features, even had a neat aura.

“Okay. You can communicate with spirits? Can you see the future?”

“Of course.”

In some ways, the answer could be said to be rude to a nobleman, but the count did not seem to mind at all.

“I… I honestly can’t believe it. If it weren’t for Paramon’s words, I would have thought you were a fraud.”

It was a natural reaction.

Even in Korea, where shamans exist, there are more people who do not believe than those who believe.

It was a familiar reaction to me.

And among those who do not believe, there are definitely people like that.

People who try to test whether it is real or not.

“Are there spirits around here?”

“It’s not in this room.”

“You said you could see the future, so you know why I called you.”

Seeing the future might be different from what the Count thought, but I didn’t intend to correct him.

This is because it is a feeling that is not only difficult to explain, but also difficult to understand.

“Then let me guess. Why do you think I called you?”

“……”

“As expected, it was a lie.”

I looked at the Count with more curiosity than an answer.

“Why is the Count asking me that?”

There was no need to explain the reason to the Count.

Even he probably doesn’t know the reason.

because.

“It wasn’t the Count who called me…”

My gaze moved into space.

“Sounds like the old man over there.”

It was there.

A place where the same barrier as where Paramon was was spread out.

The strong energy that was connected to me from there was overflowing and heading towards me.

“Ho?”

As soon as the count smiled with interest, the air cleared.

Seueuugh –

“Hehehe…..”

The one who appeared with a bright smile was an old man with blonde hair.

Rather, his face, which had less wrinkles than the count, looked younger but also contained profound years.

“Ramon didn’t lie.”

Before I knew it, the Count was up from his seat.

The Count naturally made room for the old man.

The old man sat down and opened his mouth.

“It is called Aster Closel.”

Aster Closel.

He was a wizard so renowned that even I, a hunter in the frontier, had heard of his name.

I only knew roughly.

A great wizard who achieved the 7th circle or something?

“Looks like you’ve heard of me?”

Closel opened her mouth one after another without even thinking about hearing my answer.

“I’m so curious, I can’t stand it. Can you not only see the soul, but also the mana? How did you notice the magic just now?”

“Should I say I see this….”

“It looks like you can’t just see with your eyes. I’ve heard it before. Is this the spirit eye that the spirit masters are talking about?”

“Jeongryeongan….”

“Do you see with sound and touch like they do?”

Closel’s questions continued without a break, leaving no time for answers.

Why are you asking if you’re not going to get an answer?

Closel, who was asking a few more questions, smiled sheepishly as if realizing the situation.

“Hehe…I’m sorry. Wizards are naturally curious.”

“……”

It seemed like the bombardment of questions had finally ended.

I quenched my appetite and looked into space once again.

“You are coming too, right?”

It’s not some kind of waiting room, so you just come out at a time.

The old man who walked up to me was Paramon.

“Kkkeolkkeol. I thought you knew too. Roselle, what did I say?”

“Keuung….I have to be able to trust it.”

“Pa…Paramon?”

It seems that even the count didn’t know that Paramon existed.

Seeing him wake up so startled.

“Now that everyone seems to have gathered, let me ask you a question.”

“Of course.”

“It seems like you miss someone. Is that why you called me?”

“That’s accurate. Do you see something like that?”

As expected, it was just as I felt.

If the relationship is established in this way, the shamans can clearly sense the purpose of their visit.

This was similar to the case where shamans clicked with each other before going to see a new store and even sitting down.

And as I have seen, this kind of longing usually has the same purpose.

“Speak bluntly. First, I want to meet my dead wife.”

It is true that communication with spirits is possible.

And it was right that he came to me at the right time.

but.

“It is impossible.”