The Shaman Wants Transcendence - Chapter 141



141 – I Will Stand Alone

Ella held the paper in her hand without a word, and Jin-seong left for his room as if he was satisfied. And finally, when the sound of her footsteps receded and the figure of Jinseong disappeared, Anastasia, who had been imprisoned, was able to break free from her seal as Ella corrected her posture.

“Brother!”

“Aww!”

Anastasia jumped out and clung to Ella’s waist. She then slightly inflated her cheeks, and she began to argue with the ballmen.

“Why did you erase this artwork~ Art should be preserved, why is that! Do you want to become a khan! Are you determined to erase the brilliant civilization of mankind!”

“What else is Khan, kyaa! Don’t touch anything strange!”

Anastasia played with her Ella until her temper waned, then slipped her paper from her hand. Then she unfolded it and said to Ella with the impudence of ‘I’m still mad, but I’ll stop here for the preservation’.

“Okay. I’ll forgive you for attacking this sister.”

Ella was about to get angry at the words, but she held back her sigh when she saw Anastasia’s petite figure. Then, with her tired face, she said roughly that she would understand, and went with her to her room, and she went straight to her bed and lay down.

And just as she was about to go to bed.

A question ran through her mind.

“By the way, where did you get that pattern?”

“It’s a dream~”

At Ella’s question, Anastasia smiled brightly.

“Dream? Last time there…?”

“Yes. This is the place where this older sister and her younger brother played happily~”

Anastasia gave such a brief answer. Then she jumped at Ella, who was lying on the bed, and she lay on her back with her belly as a pillow and continued her speech.

“There’s a movie theater I went to with this sister, right? Do you remember?”

“Ah, that was strange…”

“If you turn left there, you can take a platypus taxi. If you take it two stops, there is a crayons-like house that sells paintings.

She unfolded the paper in her hand and showed it to Ella.

“This is it!”

And when Ella heard that, she thought for a moment, and then she burst into anger.

“Then this isn’t art! Isn’t it just copied!”

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“Ugh! It’s art! Dreams are inspiration, and inspiration is art!”

“It’s not just unnie in that dreamland! If there are other people, isn’t it just someone else’s dream!”

“These are things that don’t go in their entirety anyway~ All I did was excavate them and bring them to light.”

Ella jumped up from her seat and shouted at Anastasia.

“It’s not excavation, it’s excavation!”

“Robbing! How could you insult your sister like this!”

“I’m going to go around the world, dig up ruins, and steal artifacts!”

Ella grabbed Anastasia as if it had just happened, and continued her sermon.

From the fact that intellectual property rights should not be infringed no matter how much it is a dream, such things can be copyrighted, so you must use them carefully, you must not graffiti on other people’s houses, no matter how cool things can have any meaning, so do a good research to see if there are any bad meanings. Should be done afterIn particular, it was a content that should be considered even more if it is not a place like ruins, but a house of a person who feels grace or a person who has a close relationship.

Ella continued to tell obvious stories that would appear in her elementary school textbook, and Anastasia responded well, saying that she knew at first, but later yawned as if she got tired of it.

Midway through her sermon she rolled her eyes here and there for an opportunity to get out, wiggling her fingers to free herself from Ella’s grip on her own hand. .

“…No matter how good it looks, you have to think twice before taking action. That’s a lady’s culture. Do you understand?”

But in the end, Anastasia couldn’t escape until Ella’s sermon was over.

She had to listen to everything Ella was saying with her hand held, and she couldn’t refuse Ella’s threatening to ask Agnes to teach her etiquette. I was also forced to accept the horrendous offer.

It was a tragedy.

* * *

“Hmm.”

Returning to the room, the first thing Jinseong did was to remove the gold that was stuck to her body.

He poured out the gold, which moved like a living creature from the inside of his clothes, onto the floor, and directed it all towards the bed. Then, the gold spilled on the floor slithered and permeated all over the bed, coating the bed frame and the lower part of the mattress as it did before, and settled down.

When the gold disappeared, Jinseong threw off his clothes and headed towards the wall in his naked state.

Where he was headed was a full-length mirror covered in cloth, but the mirror had no decorations whatsoever.

He yanked off his cloth and examined his body.

“Hmm.”

Jinseong’s body was colored in various colors.

Skin color and red were mixed here and there, and the only part that was intact was the face.

‘See.’

He ran his fingers over the reddened skin.

Then I felt a burning sensation along with a stinging feeling, and I could feel that I was in a state on the verge of pus coming out.

First-degree burns, called sunburns or sunburns, were all over his body.

He was a master of witchcraft.

However, Jinseong just looked at the red-hot part meticulously, as if this much was nothing.

‘Thanks to the yang qi that settled in the body, it’s only ended like this. Not bad.’

Satisfied that this was all he had paid for, he walked over to the window, cut off a leaf from a growing aloe plant, and rubbed it over the red-hot spot.

And when he thought he had applied the aloe all over, he picked up a couple of parched salamander tails from a drawer and began chewing them. Then he swung the sharp side of the aloe in the air like a blade several times and muttered.

“Resemblance resembles likeness. Shiny is like mucus, different colors are like scales, and the sharpness of the fingertips is like claws. However, it does not have a tail, but this is due to external factors. Indeed, it resembles the shape of a salamander, so its The character will also be similar.”

Jinseong nakedly chewed on the salamander’s tail for a very long time, as if chewing gum. Then he suffered minor burns and his reddened skin returned to its original state.It returned to its color, and the wounds caused by using the paper began to wriggle and heal. And the aloe that had been applied to his body soaked his whole body as if the amount had increased.

He looked in the full-length mirror again to see that he was completely healed, then covered himself with a cloth again and began to wash himself thoroughly. However, for some reason, the aloe mucus, which gave off a fishy smell, did not think to wash off his body, and it was only after washing for a long time that he was freed from the stickiness and slipperiness.

“Whoa.”

After tidying up his body, Jinseong took out his smartphone and made a video call.

Then, after a while, a woman’s face appeared with a clicking sound.

[Yes, God. ]

It was Reese.

“Yes. I called about a fetish.”

[Is that so? ]

RiSe smiled as if she was happy that Jinsung called.

[I was walking around the shrine once the prayer was over. Need more? I’ll go to Sinchang and show you through my smartphone. ]

The midnight gentleman could be seen behind Rise.

The darkened shrine exudes a gloomy atmosphere, and the image of the video cut off little by little due to the distance creates an atmosphere as if a ghost is about to come out at any moment. And at the end of the cutoff, a head began to rise from behind Rise.

His head was all rotten, so he was staring straight at the smartphone camera, showing a hole in his face, and he poured out disgusting insects from the hole in his face, as if to bewitch the person watching the video. It was so hideous and grotesque that even though it was a video, it seemed to smell like decay.

Jinseong said to Rise while looking at the terrible appearance.

“It seems like you’ve become friends with Saetani before you know it.”

[ Yes. It’s not that scary now. ]

Risé hit the head of Saetani, whose head was sticking out from behind her, with the blade of her hand, and complained with a slightly troubled expression.

[But it was too playful… I don’t like that one bit. ]

“It can’t be helped because it’s a ghost created by a child. However, it will be of great help, so if you give it something like a snack or toy and prepare a being to play with, you can handle it without too much trouble.”

[ Yes. ]

Rise smiled at Jinsung’s words.

It was such a pretty eye smile that I wondered if the expression a fox would make when bewitching people was just like that.

[ Coincidentally, Narumi is playing with Saetani instead of me. ]

Jinseong recalled Narumi, who had put him under Rise.

“Come to think of it, yes. Casting won’t work if you confirm it, so you’ll have to use that child. How did you feel fine?”

[Oh, I’m sick right now. The blood vessels in my eyes popped a little and my body ached a little. So I put eye drops in it and told them to stay warm in a room with purified salt placed in each corner…]

“Hmm. Well done. So, no one sees the fetish?”

[ Do not worry. When I go in…]

“Huh, that’s not going to happen. How could putting you in avoidable pain have anything to do with happiness? I said I’d make you happy. So you’d better not even think about it.”

Jinseong lightly bruised Rise, who said he would step forward, and lightly stroked his chin. Then I quietly closed my eyes and then opened them and said to RiseAll.

“Yes. Ryosuke, Ryosuke. It just went well. Call that Ryosuke and have him check the warehouse.”

Rise widened her eyes at those words.

[The traitor? ]

“Okay.”

[Would that traitor do such a thing… ?]

Jinseong smiled coldly at her question.

“If he has changed his mind, he will come, if he is estimating the onmyoji with me, he will come to show his loyalty, and even if he has betrayed himself and completely attached himself to the onmyoji, he will come.”

Jinseong recalled a picture he had seen in her book.

She drew a picture on white paper that seemed to come to life.

An animated picture.

Paper that comes alive.

Because that was the food soul that the onmyoji used.

“Either way has its uses.”