A Fortune-telling Princess - Chapter 342

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“N-no, that’s not it… My mom made this for Yeeun.”
“Is that so?”
Was the child’s mother somehow involved in this as well? Camilla absorbed every word Mari Choi spoke, committing them to memory.
“Then Yeeun should be the one to drink this.”
Camilla handed the bottle back to Yeeun. Of course, only after she had purged every dark insect lurking within the beverage using her holy power.
“Sister, let’s just share it.”
“No, Yeeun! I’ll ask Mom to make another one for me next time. This one was made for you today, okay?”
“Um…”
When Yeeun’s eyes met Mari Choi’s—who was pressing the bottle firmly into her hand, urging her to drink—she froze for a moment.
‘What is this?’
Something felt unsettling just now… Why were goosebumps rising on her arms?
“Go on, it’s good for your health. Drink up.”
“Y-yes.”
When even Camilla told her to drink, Yeeun hesitantly brought the beverage back to her lips.
“Tastes good, doesn’t it?”
Each time the liquid gurgled down Yeeun’s throat, Mari Choi couldn’t suppress her smile—her lips kept curling upward with barely contained delight.
“…”
Camilla didn’t miss a single nuance of Mari Choi’s expression.
‘They look alike.’
In that instant, Mari Choi and the malevolent spirit clinging to her side appeared remarkably similar.
“You’ve got something on you too.”
“Pardon?”
Tap!
The moment Yeeun finished the beverage, Camilla gave Mari Choi’s shoulder a light tap—delighted at the sight of her joy.
More precisely, she tapped the malevolent spirit’s head that was attached to her.
[KYIIIIIIEEEEEEK!]
The malevolent spirit shrieked in agony at Camilla’s touch, which was infused with holy power. Yet it refused to release Mari Choi, clinging to her with desperate tenacity.
Instead, it began gnawing and tearing at her with vicious ferocity.
“Ugh… Ah… Ahhh… AAAAHHH!”
A scream erupted. From Mari Choi’s mouth!
“Ah… Ahhh… Ugh… AAAHHH!”
As if her entire body were being torn apart, Mari Choi collapsed to the floor, consumed by indescribable agony.
Crash!
“Mari!”
“What’s happening?”
At the sound of screams that seemed to shake the very air, Mari Choi’s manager and staff rushed into the Waiting Room.
“Ahhh… AAAAHHH!”
“Mari! What’s wrong?”
Those who witnessed Mari Choi collapsed on the floor, clawing at her head and shrieking, could not hide their shock.
“She seems to be in severe pain. Shouldn’t we take her to the Hospital?”
“Y-yes, that’s right. The hospital! Let’s get her to the hospital!”
At the sound of Camilla’s calm voice, the manager snapped to attention and quickly ushered Mari Choi out of the Waiting Room.
“Ah… ahhh….”
Even as they left, Mari Choi’s screams continued unabated.
Of course, Camilla’s gaze following the departing Mari Choi had grown colder and sharper than ever before.
‘You, you really are something.’
Until now, I had refrained from laying a hand on the malevolent spirit for Mari Choi’s sake.
But seeing her today, it became clear—that child knew everything and deliberately approached Yeeun.
‘It doesn’t seem like she acted alone.’
Her mother made the drink, didn’t she?
‘Though I’m not certain if that’s true.’
That beverage wasn’t something just anyone could create. It was a potion imbued with sorcery—one that delivered a fresh host to the malevolent spirit as prey with surgical precision.
‘No ordinary person could perform such sorcery.’
Mari Choi couldn’t even properly perceive the form of the malevolent spirit attached to her—there was no way she could cast such a spell.
‘Who is it?’
Who was teaching her this and orchestrating it all? I found myself curious about the presence lurking behind Mari Choi.
“Why do shamans suddenly seem to be everywhere these days?”
“Pardon?”
“Oh, never mind. Just thinking aloud.”
A shaman I’d seen not long ago suddenly came to mind.
Right now I was too preoccupied with Yeeun to pay attention to that matter, but I would need to investigate that shaman soon as well.
“Will Mari be alright?”
Yeeun’s eyes still fixed on the spot where Mari had vanished, unable to hide her worry.
Those screams were unlike anything she’d ever heard before. A piercing, anguished cry that set every nerve on edge….
“She reaped what she sowed.”
“Pardon?”
“Just thinking aloud.”
“…?”
Yeeun could only tilt her head in confusion, watching as I continued to mutter incomprehensible things.
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“Ahhh… ahhhhhhh! Ahhh…!”
The screams showed no sign of stopping.
“Cheon Bosal, what on earth is happening?”
Chairman Choi’s face had gone deathly pale at the sound of his daughter’s anguished cries, which he hadn’t heard in so long.
Though the child’s manager had rushed her to the Hospital, the diagnosis came back as expected—nothing physically wrong—and they were forced to leave.
“Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhh!”
Back at Home, Mari Choi’s condition only worsened as time passed, her screams growing increasingly desperate.
“The malevolent spirit… has been wounded.”
“What are you saying? A malevolent spirit wounded?”
“….”
Cheon Bosal could assess the condition of the malevolent spirit clinging to Mari.
The evil entity, bearing a massive wound on its head as though burned by something, gnawed at Mari’s entire body. It thrashed about with the desperation of one determined never to die alone.
“Do you think we could determine who Miss Mari met today?”
There were precious few beings capable of touching a malevolent spirit. Even shamans like herself, who possessed divine power, did not carelessly handle such entities. The contamination could transfer.
‘Who on earth could it be?’
Moreover, inflicting such a mortal wound upon a malevolent spirit through mere contact was far from simple.
It would require exhausting all one’s divine power—and even then, only with meticulous preparation could such an attempt be made.
And furthermore….
‘To wound only the malevolent spirit without the host, Mari Choi, even realizing it?’
It was absurd. Only by constructing a foundation to weaken the spirit’s power and binding the host, Mari Choi, immobile, could one even touch the malevolent entity.
“There was nothing particularly unusual about today. She simply had a filming schedule.”
“I understand the young lady has been filming a drama recently.”
“Yes, a drama with actress Sia as the lead.”
“…Who?”
“Hmm?”
“Who… who did you just say?”
“What’s the matter?”
Chairman Choi furrowed his brow at the sudden stiffening of Cheon Bosal’s expression.
Surely who his daughter was filming with wasn’t the priority! Could he not hear the child’s cries echoing even now?!
“Actress Sia?”
“What, is there a problem?”
“….”
Cheon Bosal could not answer Chairman Choi’s question for some time. A figure materialized vividly in her memory.
It was long ago. When she had gained considerable renown in a certain village, broadcasting station officials and actors came calling.
Among them was a face Cheon Bosal knew quite well. Sia, who had been a top actress even then.
‘Have you ever killed a child, by any chance? By starving them, no less.’
And at that moment, the words she had hurled at me.
My spine had gone cold. I could not maintain my composure. It was my most closely guarded secret.
A method my late mother-in-law had taught me.
She had said there was a way to bind the soul of a dead child to strengthen weak divine power. Using that young spirit would grant great strength, she had claimed.
I had carried out that method, and my mother-in-law’s words proved true. My divine power had indeed grown considerably stronger.
‘But….’
Someone had discovered what I had done. Cheon Bosal could think of nothing else.
I had immediately cast them out and hastily packed to leave that place.
It had taken a full five years for Cheon Bosal to reestablish herself afterward.
Now, families of some renown and wealthy individuals sought her out of their own accord.
Thus I earned income incomparable to my previous circumstances, and had little reason for special contact with ordinary people.
“Cheon Bosal!”
“…My apologies.”
Chairman Choi called out loudly to Cheon Bosal, who had been lost in thought. To be preoccupied with other matters while her ailing daughter lay before her!
“So there’s truly no other way?”
Our daughter—are we just going to leave her like this?
“The malevolent spirit must be appeased.”
“Appeased?”
Chairman Choi’s frown deepened. How could one possibly appease it? With each cry that grew louder from the child, his anxiety intensified.
“There is a method to appease it.”
“If such a method exists, you should have used it long ago—why are you only mentioning it now!”
All this time, while watching his daughter suffer, he had never once heard of such a solution! Chairman Choi cast a suspicious glance.
“Because you must stain your hands with blood.”

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