Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 103

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103.

“Urgh, aaaahhh!”

Calisia and Izriel’s faces contorted in pain. The hard club pressed down on their flesh and tightened as if it would crush their bones.

“General…! I was ordered by the General!”

After the skin-tearing agony, Calisia confessed her backer. Since coming to the Demon Realm was indeed the General’s arrangement, it wasn’t a lie.

“…If you have any conscience, you should break your vows yourself.”

Izriel, who had been suppressing his groans, let his shoulders drop as if all strength had left him. How could she sell out the deity they served after just a few minutes of torture?

“General? Which general are you talking about!”

The Clerk quickly put his mind to work. The Left Minister’s political enemy was the Right Minister. The mention of a general here – could it mean the War Minister, the Right Minister’s right hand, was involved?

“Heavenly General! The Heavenly General!”

Calisia screamed at the top of her lungs for them to remove that damned club.

“Heavenly General? Is there such a general?”

The Clerk narrowed his eyes. However, catching one of the War Minister’s pawns was still a good thing. It was an opportunity to make an impression on the Tiger Official.

“The Heavenly General is one whose majesty is high even in Heaven! He commands not only the Heavenly Generals but also Five Thousand Troops!”

“Ha…”

Disappointment crossed Izriel’s face. It was because the Clerk’s complexion had turned red with anger. Swoosh-. He subtly spread his legs wider. From the looks of things, he seemed about to set up the leg torture device or something again.

“Heavenly Generals? Five thousand troops… You, you! How dare you mock me! Fine! I’ll show you bastards a hot taste today!”

After fuming for a while, the Clerk looked around the prison cell. His gaze landed on a round iron brazier. Charcoal holding flames and a long branding iron. A vicious smile crossed the Clerk’s lips.

“Hehe! Yes, where shall I brand first?”

The Clerk picked up the branding iron with smoke curling up from it.

“Hey! Hey! Fire! Fire! Disciple! Do something!”

Calisia’s face turned pale as she shook her body wildly.

“What do you want me to do! And you’re the Valus. Not me.”

Izriel scolded her, asking what kind of Valus trembles before fire.

“You have holy power! That whoosh-whoosh thing! You can use that! Can’t you tell him to stop?”

Calisia, veins bulging in her neck, rattled off words rapidly. Princess of Fire – that only worked within the Empire. Right now she was just ‘Clerk’s Special Charcoal Grill’ or ‘Branding Iron Searing Steak.’

“That thing! That! You know, that thing you always do! Back off!”

“Do you think Ancient Sacred Language is like a Dragon’s Word Spirit? That everything spoken comes to pass?”

Frustrated, Izriel rolled his eyes sideways. After all, these weren’t evil souls.

“No! Something! Do something!”

Calisia screamed as she watched the branding iron approach right in front of her nose.

“I’ll make sure you never run that insolent mouth again!”

The red-hot metal came close enough to sear her thigh at any moment.

“Uh, aaaaaaahhh!”

Sparks and ash blackened her white skirt as Calisia let out a scream.

“Uh, ahhh! It’s touching! It’s touching! Hey! Do some- ahhhhh! Ahhh! Aaaahhh!”

“Thinking! I’m thinking. I’m thinking too.”

Maintaining his composure, Izriel closed his eyes. Ancient Sacred Language was mainly used against demons or evil spirits. But it wasn’t limited to just that. Prayer and consecration and…

“Hey! Are you sleeping? Huh? You bastard! I’m, I’m being tortured here, and, ahhh!”

Calisia cursed at Izriel, who was so calm he seemed almost serene.

“Ugh, ahhhhhhhhh!”

Calisia gasped as if she might faint and screamed. The burning hot branding iron had finally grazed her tender skin.

“…Mataromaiya! Mataromasiria! Pantokar tor heilo katenpio mataromasiria!”

[…Confess! Confess! Confess before almighty Hela!]

Having finished his thoughts, Izriel raised his voice until his throat was raw. Sacred light burst forth and the prison cell was soon dyed white.

“….”

The mass of light faded and silence settled around them. After a moment, Calisia, who had nearly aged ten years, slowly opened her eyes.

“Uhehehehe! I went to the gambling den behind my wife’s back, ah…. I lost all my government salary, eoeoeoheung!”

“Oh no! I, I! I’m the crazy one! I took money and covered for those scoundrels… heuuuk!”

The Government Soldiers sprawled on the floor wailed and shed tears and snot. The Clerk was even clutching his chest in agony.

“What did you say?”

Calisia blinked blankly at the situation that had been resolved in an instant. She was completely drained from all the screaming.

“Confess.”

Izriel tilted his head back and let out a short breath.

A moment later-.

“We were wrong….”

The Government Soldiers, tears streaming down their faces, released the two of them. It was thanks to Izriel stimulating the guilt of those caught by the Confession.

“I’m going to die before we can save the Young Imugi and the people.”

Calisia grimaced as she stood up holding onto the torture rack. It was because of her thigh that had nearly been seared by the branding iron.

“What are you going to do now?”

Izriel also stood up, limping on one leg.

“We need to go to the cave where the young one is trapped. The problem is we don’t know where it is….”

Lost in thought, Calisia lowered her eyes. It was because of the hopelessness. Of course, it wasn’t like there was absolutely no way to find the cave. But the problem was it would take too much time and effort.

‘Judging by the snake’s fishy smell, it’s definitely somewhere inside the government office.’

Moreover, leaving the Government Office and coming back would be nearly impossible. Setting aside the tightened security, wanted posters would be put up starting tomorrow.

“Whether it kills us or saves us, we have to resolve this tonight….”

Thud!

Just then, something rolled out from under Calisia’s clothes.

“A rock?”

It was the gray stone the Stone Spirit had given her. The rock trembled as if happy and rolled forward. Calisia and Izriel quickly exchanged glances and followed after it.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The rock stopped at a stone wall. Calisia narrowed her eyes and began feeling around the wall surface. The Stone Spirit’s arrangement. It was clearly a secret passage leading to the cave.

“Found it!”

Sure enough, having discovered the hidden entrance, she signaled to Izriel with her eyes. Then, the two of them joined forces to push the stone wall aside.

Grrrk-

Stairs leading underground unfolded, and the fishy smell of snakes wafted up sharply.

“Let’s stop by the prison cell for a moment.”

Calisia turned her body around.

“Why?”

“There are a few things I need.”

Limping toward the prison cell, she grabbed one of the Government Soldiers. To save the Young Spirit and the Human Snake Wine, she needed several preparations.

“Excuse me. My thigh and knee hurt so much because of you that I can’t walk?”

Calisia extended her leg toward the Government Soldier lying prostrate on the floor.

“My fault! My fault! Everything is all… hic hic!”

The Government Soldier, unable to overcome the overwhelming self-blame, burst into tears. No matter how he thought about it, he seemed to have twisted the torture device too hard.

“So stop crying and go outside to bring me my personal sword, will you? And please get me a rooster too. A living one.”

Calisia pushed the sobbing Government Soldier outside. A relationship of predator and prey. Since ancient times, chickens and snakes had been natural enemies. Of course, Snake Ghosts were no exception.

***

A rooster wrapped in cotton cloth and a personal sword. Having obtained everything she needed, Calisia and Izriel descended the secret passage.

Step-. Step-.

How far had they descended? At the end of the stone stairs, crimson torches flickered. The humid air and the stench that pierced the nose. It was the cave she had seen through the Imugi’s eyes.

“Valus. Over there.”

Izriel, who had been surveying the surroundings, pointed to the altar where incense was rising. On the table, which lacked even the common purified water, only a blood-stained cloth pouch remained.

“…Bastards.”

Calisia looked at the dozens of incense sticks stuck in the incense burner. Half had already turned to ash and crumbled away. The other half had about a finger joint’s length remaining. And this was probably the time the child had left.

“Let’s save the people first.”

Calisia stood before the clay jar sealed with talismans and sacred rope. What was suppressing the Young Imugi was the sinister energy of the Human Snake Technique. Therefore, if she extracted the Snake Ghosts from their bodies, the seal would naturally break and it would come out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Calisia, holding a rock in her hand, struck the clay jar hard. The pottery that had been gradually cracking soon completely shattered and collapsed. Then, the Human Snake Wine that had been coiled up spilled out.

“Ugh!”

A gaunt body with cracked and peeling skin, and pores beaded with sticky liquid. Calisia and Izriel reflexively covered their noses. An extremely severe rotting smell rose through their breath, enough to make them nauseous.

“Huh, urp.”

The two people, barely holding their breath, laid the man down properly. His complexion, completely pale without a trace of blood, looked exactly like a dead person.

“When I give the signal, place the rooster on this person’s stomach.”

Calisia knelt at the man’s bedside. Her overworked knee screamed in pain, but it couldn’t be helped.

“Just place it on? Nothing else?”

Izriel’s gaze briefly touched her leg before falling away.

“Just offer it up.”

Calisia pointed the Divine Blade at the man’s forehead. It was time to call forth the snakes.

Whiiiii-. Whiiiiii-.

The whistle filled with divine power echoed through the cave. The high, clear sound traveled along the Divine Blade and pierced into the ears of the Human Snake Wine.

Shaaaa-.

Silver-gray scales sprouted between the cracked skin like drought-stricken earth. Thud-. The eyeball that protruded from beneath the eyelid rolled slowly. And after a moment, the man’s eyes snapped wide open.

-Hissss-! Hisssss-!

A purple tongue split into two forks, and the round pupils tore lengthwise like a snake’s. Bloodshot yellow eyes turned toward the Divine Blade. The man twisted his body from side to side, trying to escape the divine energy pressing down on him.

“Cheongsawonsa Jinggun Yukjeong Yukgap Jedae Sinjang Obang Yeongsin Saja….”

Calisia, reciting the Demon Expulsion Sutra, gripped the Divine Blade tightly with both hands. The blue-tinged blade grew sharp enough to pierce through the man’s forehead at any moment.

-Kiaaaak! Kiak! Kiaak!

Strange cries that were neither human nor beast filled the cave. The shape of a snake overlapped and faded over the struggling man’s face.

“Imae Mangryang Sayo Gwi Sajil Jeokho Salhae Gwi Agin Bangja Chachuk Gwi.”

Whiiii! Calisia pursed her lips and blew a long whistle.

“Hee, eek! Hee, eek! It, itches! It, itches!”

The man suddenly burst into laughter and clawed at his belly with his fingernails. It was because dozens of baby snakes were writhing together beneath the skin of his skeletal stomach.

“Izriel!”

Izriel, unwrapping the cotton cloth, placed the rooster on the man’s belly. Red comb and black pupils. The rooster raised its crest high and pressed down on the baby snake’s body with its sharp talons.

-Kuoaaaa!

The rooster opened its beak wide and crowed powerfully toward the sky. Soon after, its sharp beak began fiercely pecking at the Snake Spirits beneath the skin.

-Shik-! Shikshik-! Shiiiik-!

The snakes, their flesh torn by the hard beak, writhed in all directions to escape the rooster. The dry belly skin stretched and contracted repeatedly like rice cake dough. It was because the Snake Spirits trying to escape outside had become tangled with each other.

“Put it down again!”

Izriel grabbed and held the rooster’s body. The Snake Spirits, not missing the opportunity, poured down through the man’s throat in a rush.

“Kuh, huk! Keh, heeeeek!”

His face, which had been completely pale, flushed red and veins bulged on his forehead. The man turned to his side and endlessly vomited black liquid.

Saaaaaaa-.

The sound of scales scraping against stone—the cave floor was now filled with Snake Spirits everywhere.

“I will open a path for you, so follow your blood-stained grudges.”

Calisia set the Divine Blade down on the floor and covered the rooster’s eyes.

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