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Episode 100
Prophecy (4)
“Hmm.”
Ermin looked at the little boy Riley was pointing at with a suspicious expression.
“Honestly, I don’t know. As I said before, it is generally accepted that young shamans have less supernatural powers… … .”
As Ermin said, that little boy was not very attractive.
Age aside, his behavior was just plain shabby.
Cracked skin that looks like it hasn’t been washed for several days.
A dusty table and chair.
And even a shabby makeshift sunshade that looked like it might collapse at any moment.
To anyone who looked at it, that little brat seemed quite distant from a ‘real shaman’.
but-.
“But Mr. Ermin.”
“yes?”
“Even among the older shamans, there were no true prophets.”
“Um, that’s… … .”
As Riley said, some of the shamans we met were quite old.
From a grandmother with wrinkles all over her face to a grandfather with white eyes.
But none of them passed Riley’s test… … In other words, there was not a single real shaman.
Of course, what Ermin said isn’t completely wrong.
In fact, a shaman’s supernatural powers tend to become stronger as he gets older.
But this only applies to people who have a connection with their godmother.
To the con artists who had no ability at all, the ‘correlation between age and supernatural powers’ was a story that had no meaning at all.
“Hmm.”
“… … .”
“Well, okay. We don’t have any other choice anyway.”
Eventually, Ermin nodded and agreed with Riley’s opinion.
I spoke to Riley cautiously.
[Riley.]
‘yes.’
[To be blunt, there’s no real benefit to having your fortune told by that kid.]
Aside from his shabby appearance, I don’t feel any divine power coming from that brat.
This means that the person has no relationship with the godmother.
Of course, it was unreasonable to expect such a brat to foresee the future.
And, what.
Even if that kid had divine powers, we wouldn’t be able to get any information about the necromancer.
Because the evil spirits will disturb us again, just like they did in the Moonlight Song.
‘I know.’
After hearing what I said, Riley immediately gave me an answer.
‘I have no intention of getting any serious information anyway.’
[……okay?]
‘Yes. As the magician said, the fortune telling in the shaman village is only for fun.’
Wow, that’s coming out of Riley’s mouth.
Is he finally coming to his senses?
‘And since we’ve already started breaking the heads of the shamans, we should see it through to the end.’
[… … .]
okay.
That was your true intention.
[ha…….]
I can’t help but sigh, really.
* * *
Thud, thud─.
Riley and Ermin walked slowly towards the little Suin.
The boy looked like a normal human boy, except that he had puppy ears and a tail.
I guess you’re a dog person.
The little boy who had been soliciting customers diligently smiled brightly as soon as he saw us approaching.
Flutter, flutter─.
The dog’s tail began to wag behind its back, as if it was happy to welcome a new guest.
“Hello! You’re the handsome guests I met this morning! Have you come to have your fortune told to me?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Hehehe, welcome! I’ll give you a cheap price!”
The little boy smiled brightly as he wiped the dust accumulated on the chair with his palm.
“Please come and sit over here!”
Slap─.
Riley and Ermin sat down, following the little boy’s instructions.
“Well, then why do our guests come to me? Your fortune? Your love life? This month’s fortune? Just tell me anything… … .”
“wait a minute.”
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Riley cut off the excited little Suin from continuing her story.
“Before that, there’s something I need to do.”
“yes?”
“There’s no need to be too nervous. I’m just going to do a quick check.”
“A, a quick check? What is that…?”
Beans─!
Riley suddenly starts feeding chestnuts to a kid.
The boy was startled and screamed.
“Ouch! What the hell is this!”
“I was testing you.”
“… … ?”
Riley kindly added an explanation for the confused little girl.
“If you could really see the future, you could avoid my punch.”
“Uh, uh uh… … .”
The little boy rubbed the area where he had been hit by the honey chestnut and made a blank expression.
By the way, it’s a little sad.
How can he not be aware of the rumors about Riley spreading throughout the village of Shamans?
“T-This time, I let my guard down! If you give me one more chance, I can avoid it no matter what… …!”
Beans─!
“Wow!”
“You couldn’t avoid it.”
“… … Pa, it’s because my arms are short!”
[… … .]
I’m bored.
I honestly don’t know how many times I’ve seen scenes like this in Shaman Village today.
It’s not an exaggeration, it’s a repertoire I’ve seen at least 30 times.
“Be honest. You didn’t know I was going to hit you, did you?”
“No, that’s… … .”
“You didn’t know?”
“… … .”
“You didn’t know?”
Chuuk─.
The little boy lowered his head to Riley’s continued questioning. His tail hung limply on the floor.
Soon the little boy answered timidly in a crawling voice.
“Yes… … . I didn’t know… … .”
“… … .”
[… … .]
But unlike other con artists, he was a kid who didn’t act ugly until the end.
Swish─.
After hearing the guy’s honest answer, Ermin and Riley stood up without saying a word.
“Oh, sir? Sir… … ?”
From behind, we could hear the little boy calling out to us, but Ermin and Riley just ignored him.
Because after meeting so many scammers, I realized that talking to them just makes me tired.
Ermin let out a faint sigh with a regretful expression.
“It’s a shame. I was hoping to make some money in the shaman village, but it was all in vain.”
“But it’s not like we’re without any gains. We’ve learned something new: that all shamans are frauds.”
“Uhm, what… … .”
Ermin thought for a moment, then nodded.
“That’s definitely true! Well, thanks to that, I think I’ll stay away from alcohol for a while and focus solely on my faith!”
“I am truly glad that Mr. Ermin has now realized the basic qualities of a priest.”
“Ahaha… … .”
Ermin let out an awkward laugh and continued talking while scratching the back of his neck.
“By the way, Raoul. Is there any other way to track down the necromancer… …”
Stop─.
“… … ?”
[… … ?]
It was just then.
Suddenly the surroundings became quiet.
The sound of the wind.
The sound of birds chirping.
Even the sound of the bell hanging at the entrance of the fortune teller’s shop.
All the sounds around me disappeared in an instant.
As if time had stopped in this world.
“iced coffee…….”
The very next moment, a creepy voice was heard.
A bizarre sound that seems to have compressed dozens of voices into one.
Riley and I turned our gaze toward where the sound had come from.
“Innocent young lives are being locked up in iron cages and abused.”
“Children who should be free to freely enjoy themselves are being treated as puppets by the monarch of the dead.
The kid from before was glaring at us.
In his eyes, which had suddenly turned bright yellow, a bright light was burning bright enough to light up the night streets of the shaman village.
[This is… … .]
Throb─.
Riley and Ermine shuddered for a moment.
From the little boy, I felt a divine power that was incomparably stronger than what I had felt in “Moonlight Song.”
[… … Did you have a spirit possession?]
godhead.
An immortal who cannot die.
The Great Mother, one of the coordinators of this world, came to this world in the body of a little boy named Suin.
[… … .]
I had many questions.
Why is that?
Why on earth did the godmother come down to this world in the body of a little boy without even a shred of divine power, rather than the shaman of “Moon Night Song”?
I don’t know.
Still, it won’t be too late to think about the reason later.
First, we must focus on the prophecy given by the godmother.
Because a prophecy given directly by God was a one-time oracle that could never be heard again.
“The west of the empire, a rich land where laughter never ceases.”
“Behind that beautiful paradise, the monarch’s disgusting desires and secret corruption are hidden… … .”
“Children who pursue the being that drove the empire into the pit of evil.”
“Look under the lamp. There you will find what you seek.”
Swish─.
The little boy paused for a moment, no… … .
The godmother finished her prophecy while looking at Ermin.
“A child who calls himself the sword of the Lord.”
“Make up your mind.”
“If you draw your sword against evil, you will surely lose your life… … .”
Saaaaa──.
With those words, the presence that had been suffocating the surroundings disappeared in an instant.
The little boy’s eyes, which had been glowing yellow, also gradually lost their light.
At the same time, various sounds began to be heard on the street.
The sound of the wind.
The sound of birds chirping.
And the sound of the bells jingling.
The world, which had stopped for a moment, slowly began to flow again.
“… … .”
“… … .”
But that didn’t mean everything started moving again.
Ermin and Riley.
These two people, frozen in front of the overwhelming presence of the god, just stood still on the street of the shaman village, blankly staring at the little boy in front of them.
“Cow, cow, sir?”
“… … .”
“Why are you just standing there blankly?”
The boy’s original soft voice flowed out again from his mouth after he was freed from the ice.
It seems as if he has no recollection of the fact that he was possessed by his godmother just a moment ago.
Strangely enough, all the divine powers that had been surrounding the little boy had disappeared.
Could it be because I first bonded with my godmother?
It seemed that the bond was not yet permanent.
The little boy approached us with a worried expression on his face.
Then he waved his hand wildly over Ermine’s unfocused eyes.
“Customer? Are you okay… … .”
Clang─!
“……uh?”
Then, out of nowhere, Ermin handed the kid a pouch of money.
“Follow me.”
“……yes yes?”
“I will hire you for this money. Come with me.”
The little boy looked as if he didn’t understand English.
“Th, what is that… … .”
“First, would you like to open that purse and then tell me?”
“… … Huh, huh!”
The little boy’s face brightened as soon as he saw the amount of money in his wallet.
“Oh, thank you! Thank you so much! Please let me do anything!”
The little boy kept bowing his waist towards Ermin.
Riley watched the raucous little boy for a moment before speaking to me.
‘Master Magic Book, don’t you think something is strange?’
[what.]
‘The evil spirit is disrupting the bond between the shaman and the godmother. But how could that little boy foresee the future?’
Riley continued.
‘Was the shaman of the Moonlight Song also a fraud?’
[No, that’s not it.]
Instead of answering, I glanced at the little boy walking alongside Ermin.
The immense divine power felt from the little boy was not a power that a god could dare to possess.
My godmother had much more power than I thought.
Perhaps that would have been enough to resist the evil spirit’s interference.
okay.
The shaman of the Moonlight Song might not have been unable to see the future.
The reason why the shaman showed us her sloppy side, and thus kicked Ermin and Riley out of the Moonlight Hymn, is… … .
[Maybe that’s the way to a better future?]
“… … .”
If the shaman had induced us and the little Suin boy to meet, then everything was in order.
‘Isn’t that too much of a dream and too little of an interpretation?’
But Riley asked with a look of disbelief, perhaps shocked by what had happened at the Moonlight Shrine.
[Well, maybe so.]
I agreed with Riley without really denying it.
Actually, it doesn’t matter what the truth is.
After all, what was more important than the prophecy was the heart of the person who heard and accepted it.
* * *
“Why are you doing that?”
“… … .”
The annex of the Wolya Seongga.
In the middle of a dark room.
The shaman, who was meditating with both eyes closed, heard the servant’s question and asked back in a quiet voice.
“Why did you do that?”
“Why did you pretend to be a ‘fake shaman’ to your guests?”
“… … .”
“Master, you are not a fraud. Unlike other shamans, you can really see the future… … Why on earth do you pretend to be a fake shaman to your guests?”
Sigh─.
The shaman heard that and answered with a faint smile.
“I just relayed what my godmother said.”
“… … .”
The servant muttered in a low voice after hearing that answer.
“No matter what, I just can’t understand it. You can just say it nicely, but why do you insist on pretending to be a conman…?”
“There was a good reason for that.”
“If the two guests who came today spread any bad rumors about our “Moon Night Song”… … .”
“Not two people.”
“……yes?”
“There were more than two guests who came to see us today.”
The shaman continued speaking with a meaningful smile.
“There were three guests.”
“… … .”
“At least that’s what our godmother said?”
The servant who heard those words could not hide his confusion.
Three people?
There were three guests?
No matter how hard I try to remember, the only guests who visited the “Moonlight Song” today were two handsome young men.
‘S, no way… … .’
For a moment, concern appeared on the servant’s face.
‘… … After living to be 150 years old, is our master finally suffering from dementia?’
As if sensing the servant’s true feelings, the shaman spoke to him in a sharp voice.
“You are cursing me inwardly right now.”
“… … Oh, no!”
