The whole world was blurry.

    However, only the large tree and the shape beneath it were clearly visible.

    “…Is it a dream again.”

    Unless it was a dream, there was no way that black thing in the shape of an elf would be in front of me…

    Even though it was a dream, my mind was clear.

    “The cub, neither a ghost nor an evil spirit, imitates a ghost the whole time.”

    That guy was laughing from ear to ear.

    Even the moment his true nature was revealed to me, he was harassing me with all kinds of illusions.

    His disposition was quite vicious.

    “Nightmares mean nothing to me.”

    Its mouth opened further, revealing black teeth.

    Even the eyes looking at me were yellow.

    ” Just look at him, he’s a terrible bastard.”

    It was like an animal wondering how to eat its prey.

    I am the best of all new things, so how can I not be greedy and be hungry for it?

    When I saw it in my dream, it seemed like it came to mock me again.

    Sure enough, his nonsense began.

    – …..

    There was no sound, but laughter reached my ears.

    It was the mad laughter of a person who had gone crazy.

    The laugh filled with madness rang out and the creature began to move its body.

    “Huh, how did you know this?”

    There is a commonly spoken ghost.

    A smiling ghost.

    A dancing ghost.

    These two are the scariest.

    That guy was doing both of those things right now.

    “Huh…”

    It looked like I was performing a ritual.

    He was imitating my ritual as if he knew what I was going to do next.

    Shaking a bell that isn’t there.

    I was so shocked that I couldn’t even speak.

    “A bastard no bigger than our family’s head imitates a shaman?”

    It seems like all the bad traits of demons have been completely eliminated.

    This is what toxic people do by following shamans.

    This is the ‘teasing’ that shamans who fail to drive out evil spirits face.

    “It’s not that I couldn’t kick him out…”

    Now that I think about it, is it true that I couldn’t do it?

    Because my body was weak, I collapsed.

    I think I need to train my body as soon as this is over.

    “Someone who doesn’t have a home and lives in someone else’s house…”

    He didn’t pay any attention to what I said and kept dancing.

    It’s time to wake up.

    ***

    “My dream was once dirty…”

    When I open my eyes, what I see is an unfamiliar ceiling.

    I saw my companions next to him.

    Old Closel looked over my body and checked something.

    “They say he was a hunter, but he has a weak body.”

    Old Man Paramon helped from the side.

    “Didn’t I tell you to learn how to use a sword? Are you going to end up like this every time?”

    “The shaman should wave bells and a fan… What kind of sword is this.”

    Hans collapsed on the floor.

    “Holy power is already at its lowest.”

    I think everyone gathered like this because they were worried about me.

    “How long has it been since I collapsed?”

    “A day has passed.”

    “Umm….”

    More time has passed than I thought.

    One day was enough time for that guy to hide again.

    Since he must have confirmed the divine energy, he must have hidden deeper this time…

    “Should I perform Heoju Gut…”

    I have also performed a Heoju exorcism.

    It is an essential course before receiving Naerimgut.

    For some reason, not even a ghost, let alone a hero, could approach me.

    Could it be that from then on, the gods here…?

    While I was drooling over thoughts, Old Man Paramon spoke again.

    “I captured the demon beast as you said.”

    “….Yes?”

    I forgot it happened right before I passed out.

    Obviously, I asked you to catch the demon beast.

    But is it possible to catch a demonic beast alive?

    “Just as I was crossing the elf forest, I saw one wandering around. They dragged me here with all my legs broken.”

    “….Your legs?”

    “Now I’ve tied it up with magic so it can’t move.”

    I forgot for a moment what kind of people I used to hang out with.

    Sword Master and Archmage.

    And the disciple of the Great Spirit and the priest equivalent to him.

    It’s a combination that wouldn’t be strange even if you were playing marbles with a magical beast.

    If you look closely, I am the weakest.

    “But why did you ask me to catch the demon beast?”

    “I plan to use it as bait to draw him out.”

    “Use the devil as bait?”

    It’s a complicated concept to explain.

    Actually, this is more of a way to piss people off than a good thing.

    It would be a waste to even use the word ‘good’ for such a vulgar event.

    “First, let’s check the status of the demon beast.”

    “I just woke up, are you okay?”

    “If it’s too late, you might not be able to find it.”

    Since this is the guy who went to my dreams, I guess that means I have confidence in him.

    He’s as dark and insidious as he is, so I don’t know what he’ll do.

    Since the body of the World Tree was used as a vessel, the elves might be in danger.

    “Where is it?”

    I followed the old men outside and could not help but gape when I saw the possessed demon beast.

    It was my first time seeing a demonic beast, but its condition was strange.

    “Young people…? Why is this like this…?”

    First of all, it was huge.

    It’s about three times the size of my body.

    Should I say that it looks like a dirty-looking leopard…?

    The beast’s body was crushed in several places.

    It looked like it had been carved out of something.

    And he was almost on the verge of death.

    It looked like he was just holding his breath.

    Old Man Paramon opened his mouth with an embarrassed expression.

    “I did some sculpting… When I looked at the demon beast, it reminded me of my old colleagues…”

    “Do you usually sculpt with a magic hand…?”

    “Those guys are still cheap.”

    After all, Old Man Paramon has a lot of things he has accumulated from demon beasts…

    When I looked at the magical beast, its temperament was as unique as its blackness.

    It had a soul, but it was of very low quality.

    And all instincts were corrupted.

    “There are all kinds of people…”

    I should have recognized it when it had Matza in its name.

    “Why did you remove the leather here?”

    The skin of the beast’s body was cut in several places.

    And there was a dagger stuck in the middle of the boat.

    “The beast’s leather is quite tough. Even a spear thrown by a skilled soldier can be blocked.”

    “Um…?”

    “I took it off for you to use when you need to stab a demon beast. There’s one here on my neck and one on my leg. This is where the heart is.”

    “…Yes?”

    In fact, I had to stab him with a knife.

    But to peel off the skin like this before even saying a word…

    It is true that he did as well as he thought without saying anything.

    “We need to move this to the front of the World Tree.”

    Old Closel nodded and opened his mouth.

    “Don’t worry. I’ve already finished preparing for the move.”

    That sight seemed somewhat satisfying.

    “Is it okay to just go to the front of the World Tree?”

    Old Man Closel waved his hand in the air.

    Suuuu-

    The mana moved and enveloped the demon beast, and the demon beast’s body rose up.

    “Let’s go.”

    “Huh….”

    The demonic beast’s blood dripped onto the floor.

    “I heard that demonic beasts have considerable regenerative power…?”

    “Hans built it with divine power. It will be difficult to play for a while.”

    Exhilaration filled the faces of Clocel and Paramon.

    It looks like he relieved his stress with a magical beast.

    Old Man Closel moved his body and the magician followed behind him.

    As it became a spectacle for all elves.

    “If you do well at this, your medicine will go up…?”

    Heoju must be watching this scene.

    We quickly arrived at the World Tree.

    Romenel came first and was looking at the World Tree with a worried face.

    “Chris, no matter how much I look, I can’t feel anything wrong. But yesterday it was…”

    That’s obvious.

    It was not a completely divine creature, nor was it someone Romenel, who had no spiritual eyes, could find.

    “It will appear soon.”

    “….”

    Before we begin, there is something I need to say.

    “What I’m doing this time… may be a bit uncomfortable to look at.”

    Contrary to my expectations, the expressions on their faces were somber.

    “What, are you going to remove the internal organs?”

    “It would be okay to pull out that damn claw and gouge out its eyes with it. If you want, I can pull it out with magic.”

    These young people reacted like this when the story of demonic beasts was mentioned earlier.

    But I had no choice but to accept what the old men said.

    “My subordinate died like that.”

    “The wizard who followed me also had his eyes ripped out by his own hand.”

    “……”

    What you guys just said about the Continental War must have been laughable…

    “Then… let’s get started right away.”

    My companions and Romenel fell away from me.

    I also moved my body and approached the World Tree.

    “Of course….”

    The black thing was hiding somewhere again.

    But it’s no use now.

    Because my two eyes clearly confirmed his true identity.

    I shook the bell once.

    rattle –

    I lost consciousness and my head automatically turned towards one place.

    Perhaps the branch you see now is where he hid himself.

    I could feel the eyes quietly looking at me.

    “This is the shaman’s teasing.”

    I shook the bell and teased my body.

    God followed my lightly jumping body.

    When I placed my hand on the beast’s body, sticky blood came out.

    I spread it along my mouth and chin.

    Thick blood flowed down his face as if he had vomited.

    It recreated the image of me coughing up blood.

    rattle –

    I struck the beast’s body with the same motion as when I struck the monster’s body.

    rattle –

    The beast’s body flinched and instinctively began to protect itself.

    Like that guy who ran away from the divine spirit.

    rattle –

    He pulled out the dagger with his blood-stained hand.

    Grumbling –

    The demon’s blood flowed along the torn wound.

    He held a bell in one hand and a sword in the other.

    The sword and the bell collided, making a metal sound.

    Now it was time to make fun of the demonic beast with this sword.

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