Are MZ Shamans In Trouble In Romance Novels? - Chapter 36

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36.

Calisia let out a brief sigh, opened the birdcage, and firmly grasped the crow’s body. The beating pulse and warm body temperature made her feel that it was a living being.

“…I’m sorry. I will surely pray for your Peaceful Rebirth. I’m truly sorry.”

Calisia tightened her grip on the crow and apologized in a low, subdued voice. It was because of the teachings of the Royal Shaman, who was both her stepmother and teacher.

-Child. When using an offering, no matter how small and insignificant it may be, you must comfort it with all your heart. That is the duty of us shamans.

Even if it was just a beast, she was daring to take a life with her own hands. How could she send it away without a single word?

“…Please bestow your mercy and watch over this child so it may achieve Peaceful Rebirth today.”

Calisia closed her eyes and offered a prayer for the bird. After finishing her silent prayer, she picked up the dagger placed on the floor.

Caw!

Then, without a moment’s hesitation, she severed the crow’s neck. The eyes that had shone as smooth as glass instantly dimmed, and the beast’s blood poured down into the bowl placed on the floor.

“…”

Calisia carefully set down the crow’s corpse. Now it was time for the real ritual.

“Ah, I really don’t want to do this.”

Calisia smeared the crow’s blood in a long line across her eyelids. It literally meant borrowing the eyes, just as the action suggested. The remaining procedure was to drink the blood water in the bowl.

“Ugh, so fishy. Damn it.”

Calisia grimaced as she gulped down the blood water. It wasn’t her first time consuming beast blood, but perhaps due to her mood, it was particularly fishy. Suppressing her nausea, she stepped boldly into the salt circle.

“Thomas. Put your hand on the notebook.”

A small notebook with a talisman attached. Thomas cautiously reached out his hand toward that strange-looking object.

“From now on, don’t even breathe and don’t close your eyes.”

Calisia gave a low warning and grasped his eye area with both hands. His pale green pupils trembled, and tense atmosphere gripped the kitchen.

“Fly, crow.”

The girl smeared with beast blood and the eerie atmosphere. Thomas rolled his eyes to the side at the goosebumps crawling up his spine.

“Focus.”

Calisia pressed down firmly on Thomas’s eye area.

“Fly, crow. Fly, crow.”

She opened her eyes wide and stared intently at Thomas’s pupils.

“Black eyes distinguish not between the living and the dead, and black feathers connect heaven and earth. Fly, crow. Fly, crow.”

As Calisia’s words continued, Thomas’s eyes became hazily unfocused. Three seconds, two seconds, one second. The green eyes finally lost focus and the notebook on the floor trembled. At that moment, smoke rose from Calisia’s eyes and the blood water gradually burned red. Soon after, her pupils and whites turned completely black.

“Huh, gasp!”

Calisia took a short breath as dizziness overwhelmed her entire body.

Caw!

Caw!

A loud crow’s cry that seemed to burst her eardrums struck her mind. Then the surroundings grew distant and everything went dark.

After a moment, her vision flickered black and bright repeatedly like a broken light bulb. In the dim view, various scenes and spaces flashed by quickly.

-…promised.

At the conversation heard from afar, Calisia focused her eyes and concentrated her mind. The voices grew louder and the surrounding objects became clearer. She blinked a few times at the familiar scenery. Though there were some different parts here and there, it was definitely the corridor leading to the Duke’s Castle kitchen.

Thud-

Thud-

The space that had been moving little by little following Thomas’s footsteps stopped in front of the kitchen door. Through the slightly open door crack, two men with faces blurred like fog could be seen.

-…just need to add this.

Clean cuffs and a small glass bottle containing either powder or liquid. Calisia narrowed her eyes to figure out the identity of that suspicious thing.

-…in the meal?

Plump, thick hands carefully received the glass bottle. Judging by how the fingertips trembled slightly, this didn’t seem like an ordinary matter.

-If you think about the future, it’s not really a difficult task, is it?

-But if this matter is ever discovered, not only me but…!

-Who do you dare to mention now?

As the men’s voices rose, her vision flickered and shook again. This was because Thomas, who had realized what all this was, was trembling with shock and horror. Calisia furrowed her brow forcefully to push away that trembling.

Creak-

That’s when it happened. Thomas, who had been trembling with tension, fumbled with the kitchen door. His sweaty palm slipped on the door, making an unpleasant sound.

-…!

The men flinched at the uninvited presence.

-…Thomas Landon?

Thick, hairy fingers pointed toward the door. She could feel Thomas, who had been peeping into the kitchen, stopping his breath in terror.

-There was a little rat.

A voice filled with murderous intent. The man who had handed over the glass bottle walked toward Thomas with large strides. Bony, protruding thin hands reached toward his neck. Along with intense headache, her vision swayed greatly again.

-Guh, gasp!

Surrounding objects swaying and passing by quickly. What she saw among them was a man’s face. Brunette hair neatly slicked back with oil and sharp, meticulous features. Calisia narrowed her eyes at the strangely familiar appearance.

[The brown-haired, skinny servant, right? He was always stuck right next to you.]

As Calisia continued thinking, she suddenly recalled Rael’s words. The vengeful ghost who had been Sirion’s servant. Calisia let out an “ah.” Though she had been uncertain for a moment due to his neat appearance, it was definitely that servant.

-Guh, urgh!

But her thoughts didn’t last long. This was because Thomas’s eyes were gradually rolling back. The groaning sounds of struggling in pain gradually subsided and her vision narrowed hazily and darkly.

“Gasp!”

Calisia, who had been ejected from Thomas’s memory, swayed momentarily from the aftereffect.

“Damn! My eyes!”

She regained her balance and grabbed her eyes, bursting with irritation. They were not just dry but stinging, and it seemed she would suffer quite a bit for a while.

“Thomas!”

Calisia opened her eyes drowsily and grabbed Thomas’s wrist.

-Huh, yes! Yes, yes?

Thomas, who had bounced slightly from his sitting position, stammered his response. This was because Calisia’s condition couldn’t be called good-looking by any stretch of the imagination.

“It’s the Second Wife.”

-Yes! No, yes?

Thomas, who had been trying to slip his wrist free, babbled with a confused face.

“I said it’s the Second Wife.”

-Yes, yes? The Second Wife? What is…?

Thomas tilted his head and stammered at the words that cut off everything before and after.

“The person related to your death.”

Eyes that had turned red like blood again stared directly at the frozen Thomas.

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“Ugh, uugh…”

Calisia, with an ice pack on her eyes, moaned as if dying. The aftereffects of performing the ritual were stronger than she had expected. Her tender skin was red and raw, and her eyeballs burned as if they would fall out. Seeing sunlight was especially like poison.

-Miss. Are you feeling a bit better?

Isaac, who had been standing by the bedside, examined her complexion, which seemed paler than usual.

“Ugh, ugh… Does this look okay to you?”

Calisia, who had become irritable for no reason, swung her arm forcefully to the side as she answered.

-Ah! Even when I’m worried about you!

Isaac, who had quickly moved his body to avoid that arm, screamed. Even though he couldn’t be seen, his intuition was so good that if he had been a little slower, he would have been hit directly.

“You try being sick once. Originally, humans are animals whose personalities fall apart when their bodies hurt.”

Calisia pointed to the ice pack and lamented. This Thomas fellow should pay more. The fee is too little compared to the work. I shouldn’t have taken jobs from people without money with faces like that in the first place. She sighed deeply and continued her monologue without pause.

-You say that, but you seem exactly the same as usual!

A rather high-pitched voice shot toward the bedridden Calisia like rapid gunfire. It was Isaac, who had finished preparing to flee far away.

“That little… damn! Hah. Stop picking fights and get out. I don’t even have the strength to hit you.”

Calisia waved her limp arms up and down, saying she didn’t even have the energy to speak anymore.

-Yeeees. Rest well.

“Wait a minute.”

Calisia quickly raised her hand and called out to Isaac, who was just about to pass through the door.

-What, what is it!

He pressed his back flat against the door panel and warily watched Calisia with an anxious expression. He never knew when or where a punch might come flying.

“The little brat’s getting scared. I won’t hit you. There’s something I’m curious about… When did you say that Thomas died?”

Calisia spoke in a tone that suggested something was bothering her no matter how much she thought about it. In fact, ever since she had glimpsed Thomas’s memories, there was one thing that had been weighing on her mind. It was the Gate Summoning with Ashley.

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