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Episode 98
Prophecy (2)
It’s already been half a day since I’ve been wandering around the shaman village.
After that, she visited many fortune tellers, but unfortunately, there was not a single one that Riley liked.
Even if you look at it right now, it was like that.
“… … .”
[… … .]
Inside the dark tent.
Riley was looking at Suin sitting in front of her with a displeased expression.
“ℶℸ, ℷℭℶℷℸ… … .”
Gently, gently─.
A shaman leisurely waving a fan.
He was mumbling an incomprehensible spell while smelling the smoke of incense.
Riley, who had been quietly watching the shaman, whispered to me in a cautious voice.
‘It seems like this shaman is also a fraud.’
[No, why? What are you dissatisfied with this time? You said it felt good before you came in.]
‘The face is not good.’
[… … .]
I asked back in an absurd voice.
[You can’t even read faces?]
‘No, I just feel that way.’
Fuck.
Let’s just stop talking.
After that, Riley continued to stare at the shaman with a dull look for a long time.
How much time has passed like that?
Soon Riley began testing the shaman using her own ‘methodology’.
“Excuse me, shaman?”
“why.”
“Can shamans see the future?”
Nod nod─.
The shaman who had been waving her fan nodded with a confident expression.
“Of course. There is no shaman as miraculous as me anywhere in this shaman village.”
“Oh, I see.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Riley suddenly swung her fist.
“Then why didn’t I expect this… … .”
Chin─!
Right then.
The shaman quickly snatched Riley’s fist.
The shaman, who was laughing loudly, muttered in a low, charismatic voice.
“Then why didn’t you expect this?” he said as he tried to hit me.
“… … How did you know?”
“I am a shaman. It is not difficult for a shaman to predict the future to this extent.”
Hearing those words, Ermin looked inwardly amazed.
The shaman glanced at this, coughed in vain, and continued speaking in a more proud voice.
“Ahem, what do you think, little lords? Do you feel like having your fortune told to me now?”
Ermin quickly whispered to Riley.
“What should we do, Raoul? Of all the shamans we’ve met so far, she seems to be the best.”
“Hmm.”
But Riley’s expression still looked dissatisfied.
Riley suddenly raised her other hand.
Then he used the blade of his hand to strike the shaman’s head.
Beans─!
This time, the shaman doesn’t respond.
He screamed in surprise.
“Wow!”
“Actually, there were two.”
“… … .”
“You didn’t expect this, did you?”
The shaman, with tears streaming down her face, shouted.
“T-Truth be told, I knew it all! But I couldn’t stop it because my movements were slow!”
“Yes, I see.”
“Hit me again! Hurry up and hit me again! This time, I can stop it… …!”
Beans─!
“Wow!”
“You couldn’t stop it.”
“Again! Againeeeeeeee!”
“no, I do not want.”
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“Profit, profit!”
Riley turned away, ignoring the angry, sullen Sooin.
“This place is a scam too. Let’s just get out, Mr. Ermin.”
“Ah, yes… … .”
Ermin obediently followed Riley’s words and came out of the fortune telling shop.
The guy still seemed to trust Riley’s idiotic judgment.
[… … .]
This is really ridiculous.
Ermin, you’re a priest, so you really believe that there can be skilled shamans?
To begin with, most shamans, whether they are prophecies or divinations, are just charlatans.
[under.]
I sighed and looked away.
Riley, who had just come out onto the main street, was slowly looking around the shaman village.
Swish─.
Soon she pointed to a fortune teller’s shop in the distance.
“Now there is only one fortune teller left.”
“… … .”
[… … .]
I clearly started exploring from the entrance of the shaman village, but before I knew it, I had arrived at the end of the village.
Now there is only one fortune teller we haven’t been to.
I opened my mouth with a complicated mind.
[Hey, Riley. Let’s take it easy now. Okay?]
Even if you do something, you should do it in moderation.
Despite having already broken dozens of pots, Riley did not look at all satisfied.
Plague.
At this point, I wonder if they didn’t just want to tell fortunes, but simply break the shamans’ pots.
‘Why? Since I’m already in the shaman village, I should get my fortune told by a reliable fortune teller.’
[under.]
I sighed.
[There’s no way there’d be a reliable prophet in this shaman village in the first place.]
Although I have lived for tens of thousands of years, I can count on one hand the number of times I have met a proper shaman.
Shamans who have a proper relationship with their godmother are extremely rare. Most are just scammers who talk big.
Just because it’s called a shaman village doesn’t mean it’s any different.
[So, please just take the horoscopes you see here as fun. Don’t expect too much.]
‘No. I have no intention of bending my heart. I will only ask a reliable shaman about the necromancer’s whereabouts.’
[… … .]
This is driving me crazy.
You are a true shaman and a fortune teller, and when you go into a fortune teller’s shop, you immediately start beating people’s heads, so what kind of prophecy do you want without a conscience?
‘Just wait. If we continue to verify, a skilled shaman will appear someday.’
[… … There’s only one fortune teller left now?]
‘Then I guess I’ll have to hope that the last fortune teller is a skilled shaman.’
okay.
This guy is not in a state of communication right now.
I don’t know what triggered Riley, but now her eyes were rolling.
I guess I’ll have to give up on having a normal conversation with him for the time being.
Well, this is the last time anyway.
“Okay, then let’s go into the last house, Mr. Ermin.”
“yes.”
So Riley and Ermin headed to the last fortune teller with expressions full of anticipation.
* * *
“oh…….”
Riley let out a small exclamation.
‘Something about the atmosphere feels different.’
[I know.]
I didn’t know it from afar, but the last fortune teller had a distinctly different atmosphere from the others.
While the fortune telling houses up until now were all just small tents, the one we found this time had the appearance of a magnificent mansion.
The top of the gate.
A nameplate appeared in bold letters.
I read the words slowly.
【 Moon Night Chant (月夜星家) 】
[‘Moon Night Song’… … .]
A starry night with a moon? Is that what it means?
Anyway, it was a pretty cool name for a fortune teller’s shop.
Thud, thud─.
[……hmm?]
That was when.
As we were loitering in front of the main gate, two people dressed in exotic attire appeared.
Bow.
They wore fox ears and greeted us politely.
“I will take you inside.”
“… … Us?”
“yes.”
The fox-eared servant nodded with a gentle smile.
Squeak─.
The huge gate opened wide, revealing the inside of the mansion.
Riley and Ermin walked slowly into the mansion, following the servants.
“and.”
A strange expression appeared on Riley’s face.
Even she, who had seen countless beautifully sculptural gardens while visiting Retemis, could not help but be amazed by this sight.
Beautiful garden.
The colorful flowers were shining in a variety of colors.
Inside the transparent pond located in the center of the garden, koi fish were swimming leisurely.
‘That’s so cool.’
I know.
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen such a grand mansion.
At that moment, one of the servants guiding us along the way began to explain about this place, Wolya Seongga.
“Our ‘Wolya Seongga’ is the representative house of the shaman village. It is a famous fortune telling house that not only the noble families of the Western Empire but even the king of the Grotes territory often visits our house.”
“What a great place.”
“yes.”
As Ermin exclaimed in admiration, another servant beside him nodded and continued to answer.
“In fact, this shaman village was also created thanks to the main house.”
“… … .”
“A village called ‘Mudangchon’ was formed as one by one, with people starting to do business with the customers lining up to visit our ‘Wolya Seongga’.”
In other words, if there had been no Wolya Seongga, the village of Mudangchon would not have existed.
It was also a dismissive remark that all the shamans in the shaman village were frauds and only the Wolya Seongga was the real one.
That’s great confidence.
Of course, this was only a one-sided claim by Wolya Seongga… … .
While others were doing business in humble tents, these guys were running fortune telling shops in such a magnificent mansion, so there was a strange sense of trust in them.
Saaaa …
[… … .]
And above all.
Since I can feel the “energy” in the middle of the mansion, the servant’s words probably aren’t just empty boasts.
It was a time when I was lost in such thoughts alone.
At that moment, Ermin, who had been silently listening to the servant’s explanation, raised a question.
“By the way, sir.”
“yes.”
“Didn’t you say that “Wolya Seongga” is a famous fortune telling house with a long line of people?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
“But why aren’t there any customers today?”
Ermin asked as he looked around the interior of the mansion.
As he said, not only outside the main gate of the Wolya House, but even inside the mansion, there was not a single guest other than us.
A situation completely opposite to what the user had previously explained.
The servant who heard Ermin’s question continued to answer with a faint smile.
“For the convenience of our guests, our restaurant has been operating on a reservation basis for the past 14 years.”
“… … .”
“So customers don’t have to wait in line anymore.”
The servant stopped in front of an annex and glanced at the annex before finishing his speech.
“Besides, our master anticipated your coming today and cleared his schedule in advance.”
“… … .”
“That’s also the reason why there are no guests at the Wolya Seongga today.”
Drrrrrrrrrr─.
The servant, having finished answering, opened the door to the annex.
A dark hallway was revealed beyond the gently opening sliding door.
Following the servant down the hallway, we finally reached the shaman’s room.
“… … .”
[… … .]
A room with a strange energy flowing through it.
The air flow inside the annex was different from outside.
I felt a chill running down my spine.
The atmosphere was very different from the other fortune telling shops we had visited so far. It felt heavier, more serious, and on the other hand, more oppressive.
Hwaruk─.
The candles slowly flickered in the breeze.
The shadows of the furniture and people in the room danced to the rhythm of the shaking.
But just one.
Only one shadow remained motionless.
psychic.
Only the shaman’s figure, sitting in the center of the room with both eyes closed, remained upright and unwavering.
As if to suggest that the owner of the shadow is a being of a different class from us.
“… … .”
[… … .]
The shaman’s appearance was strange.
At first she appeared to be a young girl, but on the other hand she looked like a middle-aged woman.
From another angle, she looked like an old woman.
Could it be that the appearance is distorted due to the candles being placed at exquisite angles?
“Master.”
“… … .”
“The guests have arrived.”
At that moment, the servant called the shaman who was meditating.
Then, with a low ‘whoosh’ sound, the shaman opened her eyes.
The shaman’s bright yellow pupils flashed.
Those sharp eyes that seemed to pierce through us. Riley couldn’t help but swallow her dry saliva at the strange sense of intimidation.
It felt like a similar pressure to when I first met Jan Lantes.
No, it’s a little bit wrong.
The formless energy surrounding the shaman had a much more heterogeneous power.
The moment I first set foot on the Moonlight Valley, I sensed “that energy.”
I quietly muttered the identity of this strange power.
[… … divinity.]
okay.
That’s right.
This aura was a presence that only a divine being could exude.
In other words, the person in front of us was a ‘real shaman’ who had a bond with the great mother.
‘But to make a definite judgment, I will try ‘that method’… … .’
[Stop it, you idiot.]
I stopped Riley from throwing a bread punch at the shaman.
