Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 27

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27.

“….”

She, who had been scrunching up her face as much as possible, slowly opened her eyes. Then she looked around with a bewildered expression. The place she had thought would be dark and painful like Boiling Hell was entirely blue.

“…Huh?”

Moreover, the warm sensation like sunlight was far from the burning agony she had expected.

[Child of Valus. I am the Primordial Fire.]

It was a very pleasant voice, like a gentle song. Calisia looked around with a dazed expression.

-Do I really have to say that line.

-Seriously. I’m sick to death of it every year.

-Child of Valus, blah blah blah. If it were me, I couldn’t bring myself to say such things.

The space, close to nothingness, was densely packed with black flames that looked like chestnuts. They whispered among themselves in front of the unfamiliar visitor.

-This one has unusual hair color. It’s just like the Milky Way in the night sky.

-Right! I want to play with her!

Several of the flames that had been floating far away flew near Calisia. She quietly closed her mouth and listened to their words.

-Play what? Do you want her to burn to death like us too?

-I just want to play together….

-Act more dignified. How old are you to play with her? If she’s Valtain’s daughter, she’s our granddaughter!

From listening to the conversation, they seemed to be children who had been sacrificed in the ritual. Calisia chewed the inside of her cheek and roughly swept up her bangs.

-Granddaughter my foot. She’s from the direct line. You guys are from branch families.

-Who are you to suddenly butt in! You’re not even from a branch family, you’re an illegitimate child!

-Hey! Stop it already. Do we have to argue about that stuff even after death?

The flames continued their quarrel, bickering constantly. Each time their voices rose, their bodies swelled and shrank, flickering.

“Hey! You’re being mentally exhausting, so just stay quiet for a bit!”

Calisia, who couldn’t stand listening anymore, waved her hand in the air, saying they were noisy. With dozens of voices mixing together randomly, her ears were starting to hurt.

“Let me think.”

Spirits with unbearable resentment neither listen nor see. Even a child shaman who had just received a Divine Calling knew this fact. But she had already witnessed countless children’s deaths firsthand. As a divine disciple with a mission to help people, she couldn’t pretend not to know.

Besides, there was something she wanted to test.

-…!

At that moment, hundreds and thousands of gazes pierced down toward Calisia.

-What did she just say?

-She said we’re being mentally exhausting so stay quiet.

-Was she talking to us?

It was a voice where the frozen atmosphere could be felt directly. The flames flew around Calisia’s vicinity at an even faster speed than before, uncertain.

“Yes. You guys.”

At her answer, thousands of flames shot up toward the ceiling and turned even blacker. The blue space instantly lost its light and was covered with acrid smoke and ash. Soon, faces melted and burned by fire filled every direction.

-Younowhearuspleasegooutthereonlythingfamilyhurtworried…!

The faces stuck together screamed desperately, asking her to listen to their stories. It was a Ghostly Wail. Calisia strengthened her legs against the waves strong enough to push her body back. Standing firm, she closed her eyes and surrendered her body to the spirits’ sounds.

-Uaaaaaaah!

-Hot! Hot!

-Save me! Please! Aaaaah!

The wails of hundreds and thousands struck Calisia’s mind fiercely. Tender cheeks stained with bloody tears and struggles begging to be killed instead. Scenes belonging to unknown people passed by mixed randomly.

“Ah, ugh!”

Calisia, who had been looking into the memories of souls, bent her waist from the extreme pain that burned bone and flesh. It was the agony and screams of children who had their lives taken by flames while still alive.

“Escorting, royal ghost escort, Escorting Seventy Human Whale Spirits, ugh!”

Calisia recited the Sutra for Departed Souls while blood poured from her nose. It was a Sacred Text that comforted spirits with deep resentment, even if just a little. Since she couldn’t perform a Shamanic Ritual and Soul Guidance right now, this was the best she could do.

“Enemy, in the thick fog of Rock Mountain, in the fog, endlessly suffering, becoming souls… ah, hgh!”

Calisia’s body finally collapsed as she endured the agony while reciting the sutra. With her knees and palms on the ground, prostrated, she barely managed to breathe.

-Hotpleasegoouthereanymoretrappedtellthemoutside!

-Nopleasehothelpmeithurtspleasenohothot!

[Enough.]

A gentle but stern voice fell through the unbearable agony. The small flames shrank their bodies in terror. Then they transformed back into small chestnuts and floated around in the air.

[Young Valus. This is too heavy a story for you to bear alone.]

“Ha, ah…. Then you should have listened to them regularly.”

Calisia, who forcibly held up her trembling legs and stood, revealed deep resentment. The power to instantly purify thousands of souls that had turned into evil spirits. The dazzlingly blue flames were neither an arrangement left by ancestors nor a trial. The Primordial Fire was the deity itself that governed this Rock Mountain.

“Can’t you hear the voices of those young ones?”

As one walking the path of a divine disciple, it was rude and impious. She deserved to be punished on the spot. But she absolutely couldn’t keep her mouth shut and endure it. The screams of the young Valus children were still vivid in her ears.

[Well….]

It was a voice tinged with bitterness somehow.

[I want to hear your story.]

The blue light that had approached right in front of her touched Calisia’s forehead with a soft tap.

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Hope Orphanage-

“Red light, green light!”

“Minjae moved!”

On a bright sunny day, children were running around the Open Field playing.

“….”

A skinny girl sat down in a spot far from the Open Field. It was because she had no friends to play with.

The child with a gloomy expression opened a Book she had brought from inside. It was a Folk Tale Book with a goblin making a funny face drawn on it.

Although she had read the content dozens of times already, the child liked goblin stories.

-Uhahahaha! Come and try to fight me!

-Gold come out, magic! Silver come out, magic!

The goblin was strong and could create anything with his Magic Club. How wonderful it would be if she could have such a club too.

She could scold the scary director, eat delicious food every day, and have a hundred toys.

And.

“…Mommy come out, magic.”

“…Daddy come out, magic.”

The child who swallowed her tears picked up a Tree Branch and swung it in the air.

Swoosh- Swoosh-

No sparkling Light appeared, no goblin, no mommy or daddy. Only the lonely sound of wind remained alone.

“Huh, ugh!”

Calisia, who had taken a short breath, swayed to the side. It was because the miserable memories she had barely managed to forget had torn through her insides.

[I have decided on a gift to give you. One who crossed over.]

“…One who crossed over?”

Calisia, who had been catching her breath, became alert at the expression about crossing over. The Primordial Fire knew that she didn’t belong to this world. If so, wouldn’t it also know a way to return?

“Could it be you? The one who called me here? Why did you call me here? And where exactly is this place? No, no! I don’t need all that—can you send me back to my original world?”

Calisia poured out questions without hiding her urgency. When would she get another chance to meet and talk with a deity of this world?

[Unfortunately, I don’t have the power to send you back. But I can tell you one thing.]

“What is that?”

[What called you here was a ‘human’s’ wish.]

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