Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 32

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32.

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[Brindelus Grocery Store]

Thomas, possessing Ian’s body, smiled brightly as he selected and gathered ingredients. Vegetables without any soft spots or bruises, and seafood that still carried the fresh scent of the sea—his hands were heavy with the load.

“Uncle, are you that happy?”

Calisia, who had been casually looking around the grocery store, asked with a long yawn. It was because of Thomas’s ingredient philosophy that had been going on for over 40 minutes already.

“Of course! I never dreamed I’d be able to cook with these hands again. Especially these mussels…”

“The shells are exceptionally clean and shiny, right? No fishy smell either. How is the old owner here so meticulous and skilled? Hah, if you say that one more time, it’ll be the hundredth time.”

Calisia clenched her fist, telling him to just quietly buy things. It meant she would use force if conversation didn’t work.

“Eek!”

Thomas, frightened by the firm fist, covered his mouth. It was because he had heard various rumors about the princess through Isaac. His body instantly shrank as he quickly purchased the remaining ingredients.

“But this Young Master, he must really train hard regularly. His arm muscles…!”

Thomas, who had been walking down the street after leaving the grocery store, suddenly stopped and let out deep admiration. He made a fuss about how his hands were full of groceries but didn’t feel heavy at all.

“Look at this!”

Thomas raised and lowered Ian’s arm, making a scene about looking at these muscles. Seeing this, Calisia glanced around, seemingly embarrassed.

“His whole body is just like a rock! I’m envious. If I had lived with a body like this, how nice it would have been… Eek!”

-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Thomas, who had been chattering away, writhed in surprise at the scream that shook the street. A Female Ghost with her mouth wide open was rushing toward him at high speed. Thomas reflexively raised Ian’s arms to cover his eyes.

“That won’t do.”

Calisia, who had instantly drawn up her divine power, grabbed the Female Ghost’s hair in one swift motion. And at that moment—

Whoosh—!

Calisia’s eyes rolled back and turned white.

[Lina’s Beer Villa]

Under the dim sky, a rough wooden sign could be seen. Lina’s Beer Villa was one of the oldest taverns on Blancona Street.

Swish swish—

The Female Ghost, holding a cloth in her hand, carefully wiped the table. It seemed to be her appearance from when she was alive. And a familiar face passed by her side.

-Thomas! I’m sorry. We’re all out of Pepper Sausage today.

A middle-aged woman with an apron around her waist greeted Thomas.

-It’s fine, Lina. This Chicken Soup is just as delicious as the sausage.

-Thank you for saying that.

The two seemed to be quite acquainted as they chatted about various things and smiled.

-But Thomas, why aren’t you having beer with your meal today?

-I have an important competition in a week. And I left something at the Duke’s Castle, so I need to go back.

With that short scene ending, her vision became distorted. Calisia shook her head and blinked repeatedly. The boundary between vision and reality mixed dizzily before finding its place.

-Aaaaaaaah!

At the scream that awakened her hazy mind, Calisia turned her gaze. Black teeth and a long tongue. The ghost, whose hair was being grabbed, was struggling desperately to bite her hand.

“…Ugh, disgusting.”

Calisia glanced down at her hand and forcefully threw away the ghost’s hair. The emaciated body flew far away and crashed somewhere in the market.

“Everything’s getting tangled up.”

Calisia frowned and brushed off her hands with annoyance. A sudden vision, of all things. It seemed like things were going to get complicated.

“What.”

Calisia, who had been brushing back her hair, turned her head at the gaze she suddenly felt. Thomas, with his body completely hunched, was desperately avoiding her eyes.

“No, nothing at all, Miss.”

“…I won’t hit you.”

Calisia sighed and raised both hands in surrender.

“Miss is…”

Thomas placed both hands on his chest and drew out his words. He seemed to be moved by the fact that Calisia hadn’t raised her fists.

“What’s with those teary eyes? You seem to be misunderstanding something, but if you were an uncle, I would have hit you right away. I’m letting it slide because it’s Soeddongi’s—I mean, Ian’s body.”

Calisia looked Thomas up and down and gestured for him to hurry up and come along.

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The eventful first outing—

Calisia placed an Ice Pack on Ian’s swollen eyes. It was because Thomas, who had met his mother, had cried his eyes out. Really, using someone else’s body so carelessly. Calisia cursed inwardly as she readjusted the Ice Pack. From naturalization to Ability Training and Fire Ritual. Though it wasn’t long, they had been together through life and death situations, so she seemed to have grown quite fond of him. It reminded her of Dojun, who had been like a younger brother and the youngest member of the team.

“Do eyes not have muscles?”

Calisia glanced around and scratched her forehead and nose. This is all due to lack of muscle strength. Lack of muscle strength.

“…”

Ian pushed the Ice Pack aside and glared at her with murderous eyes. It meant not to say anything more.

“Your eyeballs will fall out. Your eyeballs will fall out. They’re already swollen this much. If you want to heal quickly, use those eyeballs gently.”

“Whose fault do you think this is?”

Ian gritted his teeth. Seeing the tendons stand out on his jaw, he seemed quite irritated.

“…I’m just saying let’s finish the compress. Close your eyes. Close them quickly.”

Calisia gently stroked his red, swollen eyelids. At the soft touch, Ian closed his eyes again.

‘…Ah, but Thomas is also a headache.’

Calisia, who had been pressing Ian’s eyelids with the Ice Pack, let out a short sigh. It was because of the ghost they had encountered at the market. The memory from the beer hall—it was definitely something quite unpleasant. In fact, she had known early on that Thomas’s cause of death wasn’t drinking. His soul didn’t smell of alcohol.

“Hah, it’s annoying to pretend to know.”

Calisia muttered while halfheartedly pressing the Ice Pack. Actually, when visions appeared so suddenly like this, there was always a reason. But in such cases, things always got tangled and twisted and didn’t resolve easily. In other words, the situation would flow in a difficult direction.

“You’re probably just annoyed about doing the compress.”

An irritated voice pierced through her cluttered thoughts. It was Ian, whose whole face had been crushed by the Ice Pack, making him look like he had washed his face.

“Move it.”

Ian slapped away Calisia’s hand and got up from his seat.

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“…”

Calisia, leaning against the kitchen wall, had been in silent meditation for a full twenty minutes. The Previous Head of House, Isaac, and Thomas took turns asking what was wrong, but they couldn’t get her to open her mouth.

“Uncle. You know Lina’s Beer Villa, right?”

After a while, Calisia stood in front of Thomas with a determined atmosphere.

-Oh! How do you know that place, Miss? It’s my regular beer hall! The Pepper Sausage and beer are absolutely amazing…

“So you know it?”

Seeing that the conversation was about to get long, Calisia cut him off immediately and spread her arms with dead fish eyes. Then, without any explanation, she hugged Thomas.

-Yes, Miss… Eek! What, what are you doing?

Thomas, who had suddenly been hugged by Calisia, jumped in shock.

“Stay still. Stay still!”

Calisia said she wasn’t particularly keen on it either and hit Thomas’s back. Hugging him tightly, massaging his forearms, caressing his head and forehead, pressing his cheeks. Calisia seemed to want something as she felt around Thomas’s soul here and there.

-What kind of bizarre behavior is that? Tsk!

-I just try not to think about what Miss does.

The Previous Head of House and Isaac simultaneously sighed deeply enough to make the ground cave in.

“Why! Why on earth! Why can’t I see it? Why!”

Calisia clenched her fists and hit her own head repeatedly. Visions were truly maddening for this reason. They appeared on their own whim but couldn’t be seen when actually needed.

-Wh-what, what is this all about…!

Thomas, covering his chest with both hands, protested while sniffling continuously.

“What’s with that weird pose? Ah—I won’t touch you anymore. I said I won’t touch you, okay?”

Calisia wiped her hands on her dress and comforted Thomas, soothing and reassuring him.

-Rather than not touching anything, hasn’t she touched everything? Honestly, there doesn’t seem to be anywhere left to touch.

Isaac lowered his voice and whispered in the Previous Head of House’s ear.

“So, about that.”

Calisia lightly ignored Isaac and continued speaking.

“Do you happen to have any relics left at home? Something she wore or carried on the night she died.”

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