Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 16

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16.

“Ugh, eek!”

Calisia barely managed to regain her balance in a ridiculous posture.

“…How very restful indeed.”

Ian lifted one corner of his mouth and slowly nodded his head.

“It’s because my condition isn’t good. My condition.”

Calisia let out a small hollow laugh and rotated her wrists this way and that.

“Namu dongbang samji chukgwisin namu nambang samji chukgwisin namu seobang…”

After a brief moment of confusion, she quickly recited the Demon Expulsion Sutra and drew up her divine power again. The blue power of the spirits began to gradually dwell in her blazing red eyes.

“Here I go.”

Calisia gritted her teeth and rushed at the Changgui. The blue light wrapping her small fist struck hard at the mouth covered in black saliva.

“It hit…!”

Calisia’s body tilted forward as she raised her voice. She bit her lips as she looked at her fist that had once again passed through the Changgui’s body.

-…Kieeeeeeeeeek!

At that moment, the Changgui that had been quietly watching Calisia let out an ear-splitting Ghostly Wail.

Wooooong-!

Pushed back by the invisible wave, she poured out bright red blood from her nose.

‘Shit, I’m screwed.’

Calisia roughly wiped the nosebleed with her sleeve. She shouldn’t have rushed into the mugwort field alone just because she was excited about fixing her heart.

‘Ha, this is driving me crazy. If I can just get out of the mugwort field, I think I can manage somehow.’

Calisia, who had been racking her brain, bit her little finger with her canine tooth. The white flesh tore with a crunching sound and red blood flowed steadily.

Enduring the stinging pain, she drew a simple pattern on her chest with her bleeding ring finger. Though it was a temporary measure, it was a talisman that would briefly obscure the Changgui’s vision.

‘Hey!’

Having created a chance to escape, Calisia slightly turned her head and made eye contact with Ian.

‘Re. treat.’

She desperately used her ventriloquism skills to shout a strategic retreat to Ian.

‘Idiot?’

‘Re. treat!’

But there was no way the refined noble Young Master would know such down-to-earth slang. Ian frowned, gave up trying to understand, and drew an X with his hand.

‘Retreat! Retreat! Retreat, you bastard!’

Calisia, keeping an eye on the Changgui, put both arms to her sides and mimicked running.

‘Run?’

Ian squinted one eye, finally understood the signal, and began waking up the terrified villagers one by one.

“…”

Calisia held her breath and slowly backed away while watching the Changgui.

One step, two steps, three steps…

“Damn it!”

Suddenly her foot sank deep into the mugwort field and Calisia screamed. It was because the rotting corpse couldn’t bear the weight and was crushed.

-Kieeeeeeeeeek!

The Changgui that discovered the trampled mugwort howled like mad. Calisia, whose location had been discovered, tried to lift her foot that was stuck in the field to move her body.

“Damn it! Come on!”

Calisia struggled desperately with her leg that wouldn’t come out as easily as expected. But the dress that had been dragged inward kept grabbing her foot.

“Run!”

Finally, Calisia gave up trying to pull out her foot and shouted loudly toward Ian and the subjugation force. At her cry, people rushed forward. The sounds of coughing and sobbing mixed together, instantly making the surrounding air chaotic.

-Kik, kkeuk damn it how should I kill kill Mountain Lord’s claws…

Calisia’s situation was even worse than that. She had drawn all of the Changgui’s attention while stuck in the middle of the mugwort field.

“Dongbang cheongje saja nambang jeokje saja seobang baekje saja…”

She plugged her ears tightly with both hands and frantically recited the Demon Expulsion Sutra. Her lips moved constantly, and her head spun even busier trying to break through the situation.

Swoosh-!

“Ah!”

With the sound of wind, Calisia’s thin body was lifted into the air. Solid forearms and hands with clearly defined tendons. She made a bewildered expression as she was suddenly caught in Ian’s arms.

“Soeddongi, you…”

“Hold on tight.”

Ian warned in a low voice and began sprinting toward the outside at tremendous speed.

How much time had passed-.

“Sanggung seung-a sangha wangrae mugu…Weeeeek!”

Calisia, who had been reciting sacred texts the whole time to prevent Ian from being possessed by the Changgui, dry heaved.

“Stop! Stop it! Gone! It’s gone now!”

Calisia’s face turned pale as she pounded on Ian’s chest and spoke. It was because her stomach had turned from the excessively fast speed.

“Put… ugh, urk! Put me down… ugh! Quickly!”

She escaped from Ian’s arms and sprawled out on the ground making groaning sounds.

“Thanks to you, I had a good rest. Valus.”

He lifted his chin and looked down at the exhausted Calisia as he spoke.

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A simple table setting with only red bean porridge placed alone without any other side dishes. Calisia lay on the thatched house floor with her back to the dining table, staring intently at her hands. The blue divine power rippling like waves seemed no different from usual.

‘But why isn’t it working?’

It was enough to drive her crazy. Secret arts like sacred texts and talismans worked, but only the power of her fists had completely lost their effect.

‘Can’t I use divine power in this ghost story? No. The power itself is the same.’

Calisia tossed and turned to her side and shook her head. Whether it was talismans or fists, she was using her own divine power either way.

‘The divine power was definitely released properly. Then what is it? Could it be… that power above a certain level can’t affect the characters? Or maybe the ghost story itself has a desired flow or method.’

Calisia bit her nails and fell into a maze of thoughts. Did the laws of ghost stories apply to all outsiders? If so, how far did her and Ian’s usefulness extend?

‘Seeing how we were almost flying when coming down from the mountain earlier, it seems like simple mana can be used. Ah really, I can’t just ask to hit exactly one person with my special ability.’

‘Haah-, anyway, whatever it is, tonight is the problem.’

Calisia tilted her head back and rolled her eyes quickly. The opponents she had to face were two: the tiger and the Changgui. The secret arts she could use in the current situation were…

Guardian posts. If she couldn’t use strong divine power, couldn’t she just borrow it from within the ghost story? And also…

“Ugh! I’m hungry!”

She, who had been thinking until her head was about to burst, suddenly got up and picked up her spoon. It was because she had used her brain so much on an empty stomach that all her blood sugar had dropped.

“…Koreans live on rice.”

Calisia, who had been complaining about the simple menu, immediately began eating the red bean porridge combatively. Because there was a mountain of things to do starting now if she wanted to get through tonight safely.

“Eat quickly! You eat quickly too!”

Calisia stuffed red bean porridge into her mouth and offered some to Ian as well. The more she chewed, the more savory it became, whetting her appetite.

“Eat first, then talk. Doesn’t Valus teach dining etiquette either?”

Ian was disgusted seeing her mumbling while holding red bean porridge in her mouth.

“Gulp, guk! Eat, quickly.”

“…Someone made my appetite disappear.”

Ian frowned and quietly put down his spoon.

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“Twelve Divine Generals Purification, Twenty-Eight Directions Purification, Four Sides Eight Directions….”

Calisia chanted the sutra to dispel impurities and gently sprinkled salt on the bodies of the Subjugation Force men. In a village like Tiger Disaster Village, even this was precious as blood.

“We’d sprinkle more than this on fish. Does this really dispel impurities?”

“Didn’t you see her fortune-telling earlier? She’s incredibly skilled.”

The men whispered among themselves while glancing at Calisia. Yellow Dog from the house across who fell in the river, Sundol from next door who died in jail after being falsely accused, and Duman from the back house who died young from an unknown fever.

Just by looking at their faces, she could tell their family histories in detail—it was truly mystical.

“Spotted Man over there, please come see me privately.”

Spotted Man flinched at Calisia’s call. It was natural since he had something to hide.

“Ugh— why me….”

“You need to go cut or get wood from somewhere right now and carve it into a small Guardian Post shape. About this size?”

Calisia spread her hand about a span wide to show him the size.

“Al, alright. But I’ve never done any carving before….”

“It doesn’t matter. As long as it’s roughly recognizable. The important thing is that it must be touched by your hands.”

Bringing back a departed spirit wasn’t easy. The fortunate thing was that the Jangseung Spirit hadn’t left the village yet.

“After you finish carving the Guardian Post, fill a clay jar with clean water. Then drop one drop of your blood into it.”

“My, my blood?”

“Just prick your finger once with a needle like you’re treating indigestion. Then submerge the Guardian Post completely in the water.”

I’ll take care of the rest myself. Calisia comforted the frightened Spotted Man and left.

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