Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 28

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28.

“…Human desire. Human ability brought me here across dimensions. Is such a thing even possible?”

Calisia couldn’t hide her confusion. It was nonsensical by any standard. No matter how strong human desire might be, crossing dimensions was impossible. Moreover, why would anyone in Arkea desire her so desperately?

[It was countless time and desire.]

“You only speak of things this disciple cannot dare comprehend. Then what exactly is this world… no, what is it?”

[This world originated from some god’s possession. I too am merely a part of it. This is all I can tell you.]

The Primordial Fire truly seemed unable to say more as it sealed its lips tight.

[Then I wish you luck. Kim Yuha.]

“Wait! Just a moment…!”

At the familiar name, Calisia reached out her hand to grab the Primordial Fire. The frustratingly gentle laughter gradually grew distant along with her vision. Eventually, Calisia, who had been struggling to regain consciousness, closed her eyes to the overwhelming drowsiness.

Thick smoke and dizzy vision. Calisia shook her head lightly and blinked several times. Only then did she feel dozens of gazes directed at her.

“Tsk, what is that thing?”

“Indeed. Such an unsightly club that orcs might carry.”

“Whether to call this passing or not, really.”

The officials looked at Calisia with undisguised disappointment. At their murmuring, she looked down at her own hand. It was a goblin club she had seen countless times in fairy tale books as a child. At the heavy sensation, Calisia tightened her grip.

[Swing it.]

At the voice echoing in her head, Calisia instinctively swung the club.

Whoosh-

The crude body was instantly engulfed in blue flames. At that beautiful sight, the family officials and young Valus members gasped in admiration.

“…Wh-what is this!”

“Isn’t that the most noble fire!”

“Blue flames! Blue flames!”

Swoosh!

Leaving behind voices drunk with excitement and joy, Calisia swung the club once more. The flames responded to their master’s will and soared high. The blue fire that had swelled as if to devour the Sacred Temple soon transformed into the shape of a giant goblin.

-Roooooar!

The Fire Goblin let out a thunderous roar as it rampaged throughout the Sacred Temple.

“…Well then.”

A corner of his mouth curved in mockery. Valtain, who had been leaning against the throne, spoke for the first time. Even at that small voice, his vassals’ bodies stiffened with fear.

“Too good for an orc to wield.”

The boredom that had shrouded the throne was instantly replaced by interest. At that blatant gaze, the family officials rolled their eyes and exchanged glances with each other. The worthless princess who had instantly captured the emperor’s attention. It was truly a rebellion of defective goods.

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“Aaaah!”

In the deep night shrouded by moonlight-.

A sharp scream came from the Second Wife’s room. It was Sela, enraged by Calisia’s performance. Of course, Sirion had also received a great gift, but nothing compared to the blue flames. Above all, what made her unbearable was the interest and attention that had dwelt in Valtain’s eyes. Like the gaze he had once given Fiona, who had been her maid.

“…Lowly bitches.”

Should I kill them right now? Sela bit her pretty lips hard and began throwing everything within reach. Expensive jewelry and decorations broke and were ruined unsightly in her hands.

“Ah, ugh…!”

After throwing a tantrum for a while, Sela flinched at a sharp pain in her shoulder. Her palm had been cut by a broken fragment. Watching the blood drip down, she picked up another object.

“Stop.”

At the uninvited voice, Sela’s nerves stood on edge. Her hands trembling finely, she turned her head to find the owner of the voice. A black silhouette crossing through the window with moonlight at its back.

“You’ll hurt your pretty hands at this rate. My lady.”

The boy in a black cloak took a step closer to Sela as if worried. Through the deeply pressed hood, mysterious pink eyes briefly gleamed.

“…I told you not to come without notice.”

Sela, clearly flustered, backed away.

Then the boy suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it toward him. It was natural for her slender body to be dragged forward.

“That’s not for you to decide, my lady. It’s for the ‘Order’ to decide.”

The boy gently delivered his warning and lifted Sela’s hand. The appetizing torn and cut wounds.

The boy licked his lips and stuck out his tongue to lick up that tender palm. The fishy taste swirled on his tongue tip and his throat moved slowly. After a moment, his eyes became redder and more vivid after tasting blood.

“St-stop…!”

Unable to bear the soft sensation of the tongue, Sela twisted her arm with all her might. But it was futile against strength beyond human.

“Stay still.”

The boy gripping Sela’s wrist firmly spoke in an authoritative tone. Momentarily frightened by that cold attitude, Sela let her arm drop limply.

“Well done, my lady.”

Only then did the boy relax his expression and smile gently.

“Just keep doing as you are now. Don’t do anything and just follow orders. Especially regarding Calisia Valus. Whenever you get involved with that girl, your pretty head becomes an idiot.”

The boy stroked Sela’s brilliant blonde hair as if truly pitying her. At the gentle but threatening touch, her body stiffened with tension.

“Everything will be handled by the Order when the time comes.”

The boy, who had been stroking Sela’s hair for quite a while, left those cryptic words and disappeared out the window.

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“Human desire… Human desire indeed.”

Calisia, leaning back in her chair almost lying down, mulled over the Primordial Fire’s words. Especially the phrase about countless time and desire bothered her. Did the Arkeans collectively pray for her to be summoned? Or conversely, did Koreans plead to please take this girl away?

“This is neither telling me nor not telling me.”

Calisia let out a long sigh as her head grew complicated. In fact, she had tried to visit the Primordial Fire again with her unresolved questions. But the Sacred Temple only opened once a year on the day the ceremony was held. Of course, there was no guarantee it would speak even if she went.

“What’s this about a god’s possession? Do even spirits read romance fantasy novels?”

Calisia sank deeper into her chair. The Empire adopted a religion called ‘Hellaism’ as its state religion. The problem was that there were likely many more spirits beyond the gods of Hellaism.

“Among all those gods, how am I supposed to know which one or what possession it is? Ah, I don’t know! I don’t know! This is the problem with spirits! They don’t speak properly and always speak in riddles.”

Calisia kicked at the air as her head felt ready to burst from thinking. Somehow it seemed like it would be a long night.

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“Congratulations on your recovery…”

“Celebrating your resilience…”

“Wishing for your health…”

Calisia swept the letters piled on her desk onto the floor. When exactly had she been stabbed in the stomach that they were making this fuss now? Right after the ceremony ended, the Northern Castle had been bustling with endless gifts and invitations. Even the servants now treated her with extreme care as if they’d give her their liver and gall bladder.

“Is this the taste of power? Anyway, you have to acknowledge humans’ materialistic nature.”

Of course, I’m grateful though. Calisia grinned widely looking at the large and small gifts sent by branch families and vassals. This was all funding for a comfortable independent life. Since she had safely completed the ceremony, all that remained was to escape from Valus.

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