An Office Worker Is Good At Exorcism - Chapter 192

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Chapter 191
Part 4. I Will Carry On Your Will (1)
A desolate wind swept past, whistling against my ears.
I gazed at the dark Mountain shrouded in wind before shifting my attention to the Deaconess.
“I have one more question. Was the exorcism ritual at that time truly successful?”
“Yes. It was back then.”
“Back then…?”
I furrowed my brow as I asked, and the petite Deaconess continued, her lips trembling.
“I, I don’t know the details either. But Father Leo definitely said it ended well, yet… it was too late.”
“…”
An unsettling feeling washed over me.
A Demon that had harmed people.
The fact that even my senior, Father Leo, had been one step too late weighed heavily on my heart.
The thought crossed my mind that this Demon might be the one Shin Yoseph was currently facing.
“There is something absolutely necessary to properly conduct an exorcism ritual.”
The Deaconess and Youth Leader’s gazes turned toward me.
The desperation in their eyes seemed like something I would remember for a long time.
Please, please help Oh Ju-young.
Don’t let the same situation happen to her cousin.
Their eyes seemed to speak these words, so I clenched my teeth before opening my mouth.
“The Demon is holding onto a soul as if taking a hostage, wearing it like a shell. From what I can see, it appears to be your cousin.”
“Ah, ah…”
I don’t know Christian doctrine well.
But the confusion clouding the Youth Leader’s eyes made me wonder if I had spoken words that contradicted their faith.
If it was a soul that hadn’t been saved and needed help, then surely their God sent Shin Yoseph and me here.
Beyond doctrine and denomination, so that one person could save another.
“Where did she pass away?”
“H, here.”
The Deaconess pointed to the Retreat Venue Building.
It was the Deaconess who had told the Pastor to bring Oh Ju-young inside.
Since she knew the exorcism ritual had been performed, she must have thought it should be done the same way this time.
“Then where was the location where the Demon first entered the body?”
The Deaconess knew the location but seemed to have difficulty explaining it, so she awkwardly opened a map application.
She then zoomed in, moved around, and finally tapped on a specific point.
“H, here!”
“I’ll guide you there.”
The Youth Leader, who immediately recognized the location, spoke up at once.
He then took the Deaconess’s phone as if snatching it and transferred the location to his own phone.
“This is where I went earlier. I’ll guide you, so let’s go together.”
There was no real need for that.
Yet the Youth Leader’s eyes burn with desperation.
I can see the resolve to do something—anything.
“Do you have a reason to come with us?”
“…She’s actually my girlfriend.”
Kang Hyung-seok exhaled softly and glanced at the Deaconess.
He sent her a look of quiet reassurance before turning his gaze back to the Youth Leader.
“Lead the way.”
Thud-thud-thud-thud!
Kang Hyung-seok began running alongside the Youth Leader.
If God exists, then perhaps each of these moments is a thread of fate.
With that thought, I pursued the Youth Leader’s path.
The Shaman’s Bell in my hand chimed with a resonant ring.
‘Wait just a moment longer, Shin Yoseph.’
The souls the Demon has seized—I will guide them to peace.
The Demon itself—that is yours to exorcise.
Following the Youth Leader’s guidance, I ran while glancing back at the receding Building.
***
‘Senior.’
Shin Yoseph’s thoughts drifted unbidden to Father Leo.
‘If you were here, what would you have done?’
Was it weakness of heart that summoned such unanswerable questions? Or was it because I now stood face to face with the Demon’s undeniable presence?
“Aaaaaahhhhh!”
The scream tearing from Oh Ju-young’s throat was not the Demon’s.
It was Oh Ju-young’s cry of agony, and so Shin Yoseph reflexively moved toward her.
“You’re alright….”
The words caught in my throat as if strangled.
It was the sight of Oh Ju-young’s hands, bound with cable ties, that stole my voice.
‘Damn it.’
This was impossible.
Fur sprouting from human skin like a beast’s.
Crunch!
Shin Yoseph clenched his molars, his expression contorting as the Demon’s presence grew ever more formidable.
Then he invoked the names of Demons associated with transformation.
“Marbas! Baal! Gamygyn! What is your name!”
I knew it was futile.
I had not discerned its true form.
Without that knowledge, calling out the Demon’s name was nothing but an empty threat.
“Osel! Paimon! Crocell! By the authority of our Lord Jesus Christ and in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, I command you. Depart at once!”
Shin Yoseph raised the bottle of holy water and sprinkled it across Oh Ju-young’s face and chest.
“Kyaaaaaahhhhh!”
In that instant, the screams of two people seemed to overlap, echoing simultaneously.
His face hardened as he recalled the existence of the Victim Spirit that Kang Hyung-seok had mentioned.
The Demon wasn’t holding only Oh Ju-young hostage.
“Hahahaha.”
A murky voice spilled forth.
And at the same moment, Oh Ju-young’s pupils rolled upward, exposing only the whites of her eyes.
With eyes turned completely crimson from burst capillaries, Oh Ju-young laughed and mocked Shin Yoseph.
“Ignatius, Ignatius.”
The Demon, refusing to reveal its name, spoke Shin Yoseph’s baptismal name.
Then it turned its head and stared at Shin Yoseph with bloodshot whites of its eyes, its mouth splitting into a grotesque grin.
“Yoseph.”
The Demon’s voice changed.
Still a thick male voice, but far gentler now, tinged with an unsettling familiarity.
“…You.”
Knowing whose voice the Demon was mimicking, Shin Yoseph’s face grew even more rigid.
“Why are you still wandering?”
It was Father Leo’s voice.
Words he had once spoken to Shin Yoseph.
“It is all God’s will. Whether we help someone, or whether unwanted results follow. Sometimes, it is even our resentment toward Him.”
“…No.”
These were words the Demon had no right to speak.
Shin Yoseph’s lips twisted, and blood dripped from his unconsciously clenched fist.
“We are already damned from entering heaven. We are burdened with countless people we failed to help, countless people who spat upon us. How could we ever reach heaven?”
“Shut your mouth, you bastard!”
The words tumbled from Shin Yoseph’s lips as he fought the urge to strangle the Demon right then and there.
“That is why I went to hell.”
Shin Yoseph’s movement froze, and the Demon wearing Oh Ju-young’s mouth laughed hideously.
It was then.
Screeeech.
The hanging crucifix began to rotate clockwise, scraping against the wall.
Shin Yoseph watched as the cross gradually became an inverted cross.
And at that moment, the cable ties binding Oh Ju-young’s wrists and ankles began to crackle and snap.
The restraints were coming loose.
“Yoseph, I, I am burning so hot. The hellfire, it consumes me, it overwhelms me.”
His gaze shifted to the Demon, now speaking again in Father Leo’s voice, as tears of blood poured from Oh Ju-young’s eyes and streamed down her temples.
“I went to hell because of you! Because of you! Because you abandoned me! Because you abandoned the Lord!”
Click.
The door suddenly locked on its own, drawing Shin Yoseph’s attention.
A silent gasp escaped him.
The Demon had sealed him in.
With that thought, Shin Yoseph slowly turned his pallid face toward Oh Ju-young.
She sat bound on the bed, watching him intently.
Her eyes burning with hatred.
***
Tap-tap-tap!
Kang Hyung-seok kept his eyes on his phone as he sprinted after the Youth Leader ahead of him.
Having a guide certainly made a difference.
Even with a map, the surroundings all looked identical, and the path was shrouded in darkness.
The moon hanging over the northeast had turned a sickly yellow, casting its light upon them, while the scent of the mountain filled the air from all directions.
“Huff! Huff! Huff!”
The Youth Leader’s legs gave way as he gasped for breath that felt like it would tear his chest apart.
He stumbled forward, his phone-gripping hand dropping to his waist.
Thump!
Kang Hyung-seok, supporting his back, pushed him forward with force.
“You said you’d guide us! Keep running!”
Just as his seniors had done for him in the military, Kang Hyung-seok shoved the Youth Leader forward.
“Huff! Gasp!”
The Youth Leader turned to look at Kang Hyung-seok with startled eyes, then clenched his teeth and resumed running, while Kang Hyung-seok kept pace with his hand pressed against the Youth Leader’s back.
“Gasp! Gasp!”
Watching the Youth Leader push forward despite his labored breathing, Kang Hyung-seok also gasped for air.
Then it happened.
“Huff! Huff-huff!”
The Youth Leader stopped, his breath catching in his throat.
Not because he couldn’t run anymore.
Swish.
The phone he silently extended showed their target location perfectly aligned with their current position.
“You did well.”
Kang Hyung-seok gripped the Youth Leader’s shoulder with genuine appreciation, then gazed up at the night sky.
Then, surveying the surroundings, I shook the Shaman’s Bell.
Now that we had reached this place, we had to do what we could.
Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!
“Blessings of the great age, fortune flows eternal, all is auspicious under the divine light.”
Reciting the prayer to invoke the divine spirits, I shook the Shaman’s Bell with greater force.
“Heavenly and earthly spirits, descend with resonance, and through sincere devotion, accept this humble offering.”
I humbly beseech you.
Please grant us the means to guide the Victim Spirit, slain by the Demon fifteen years ago, to salvation.
That soul remains trapped by the Demon even now—I implore you to take pity upon it.
“Spirits of heaven and earth, though heaven knows no time and earth knows no season, yet the present responds to the call, for the former heaven bows not, and the latter earth accepts the petition.”
My senses grew increasingly acute.
The world seemed to draw closer to me, and I perceived what the human body could not sense, saw what should have remained invisible.
Among those watching was the Youth Leader’s gaze directed at Kang Hyung-seok.
He was afraid.
Clang, clang, clang!
For someone raised in the faith from birth, this was his first time witnessing Shamanism up close.
The unfamiliar presence, the strange energy emanating from it—all of it stirred a powerful sense of rejection and dread within him.
Yet the Youth Leader did not leave his post.
“By the heavens above, grant us passage, spirits and demons alike, I beseech thee.”
I understand that feeling well.
I cannot leave because there is work to be done.
“By the celestial order, I call upon the great sages—Qin Shihuang, Fu Xi, Shen Nong, Yao, Shun, Yu, Tang, King Wen, King Wu, Duke of Zhou, Zhuge Liang, and the Wise Dragon.”
Clang, clang, clang, clang!
As Kang Hyung-seok chanted the sacred words, he shook the Shaman’s Bell vigorously before lowering his arm.
His vision began to shift.
He could see what had happened here fifteen years ago.
The figure of Oh Kyung-joo, ensnared by the Demon alongside Father Leo, Shin Yoseph’s senior.
A wisp of movement.
“Why are you sweating so much?”
Kang Hyung-seok watched the vision unfold, beginning with Father Leo wiping the sweat from Oh Kyung-joo’s brow.

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