The Shaman Wants Transcendence

76 – What Witches and Fairies Have in Common

“What are you looking at?!”

When her true nature stared at her own breasts and burst out laughing, Ella, who had misunderstood something, covered her breasts with both hands and twisted her body to her side. Then she glared at him, half filled with shame and half each.

“Staring through her lady’s breasts! Such s*xual harassment of her over-aged virgin!”

She cried out loud in anger.

Instead of reacting to her words mixed with anger, Jin-seong spoke to her as if she was dumbfounded or sorry.

“Where did you come from under the spell?”

“Yes?”

Ella, who was about to get angry, had no choice but to swallow her anger when Jin-seong bruised her for coming in with her magic buried.

“Sorcery…? I was under sorcery?”

Looking at Ella, who seemed to have a little anxiety, Jinseong sighed heavily. Then, as if his head was pounding, he placed his hand on his forehead, furrowed his brow slightly, and sighed again.

“It’s terrible.”

He snatched the paper Ella was holding in her hand and held it in front of her.

“First of all, I need to explain how serious the situation is.”

“Yes yes?”

“The pattern that Frau Winter is said to have seen. It is the human sacrifice pattern of Krom Cruach. This is the pattern used in the Celtic culture in the past during human sacrifice rituals.”

“Yes?!”

Jinseong made an expression as if he was sorry and met Ella’s gaze.

“Let me be blunt: Frau Winter is now the target of that evil sorcerer, yes, that fortune teller whom Frau Winter found strange. Sooner or later they will be caught and used as material for human sacrifice.”

“Yes?”

Ella kept asking if Jinseong’s explanation didn’t make sense, or if she didn’t want to understand. However, Jinseong grabbed her cheeks with both hands and met her gaze, as if telling her to come to her senses.

Ella instinctively tried to pull her body behind her to undo her own face, which her true nature was crushing in her hands, but she held her face tight as if his grip were in a vise. Because of that, her attempt ended in failure.

As she met Jinseong’s gaze, she couldn’t help but listen to his determined words.

“Focus! Frau Winter! You are in danger!”

He met her eyes for a long while.

And it was only after she said that she understood with her muffled pronunciation that she understood, and then he let go of her hand.

She put her hand on her face and rubbed it, wondering if there was even a fingerprint of her hand on her cheek, but Jinseong didn’t care whether or not she paid attention to her appearance, she just made a serious face.

“Frau Winter. I want you to take this matter seriously now, the danger you face. And all that awareness must be done quickly. It must be done quickly. You never know how the fortune teller will come out to secure your sacrifice.” Because in this situation, there is no better self-defense than realizing that you are in danger and coming up with a solution.”

He adamantly

And he said to her as if he was concerned.

“You’re not the kind of person who should be captured by such an evil fortuneteller and end your life as a sacrifice.Please acknowledge that you are in danger. And let’s find a solution together. For the sake of my sister and your friend Iarin, and also for yourself.”

Ella nodded her head involuntarily at Jin-seong’s earnest attitude to persuade herself.

As soon as he saw her nod, he leaned her towards her, reached out to her, and lowered one of her hands, which she blankly raised to her face, and locked them in his hands.

Suddenly holding the man’s hand, Ella lifted her head, startled by the warmth she felt, but then she lowered her head again at the serious look at her.

“Please trust me. Even though I look young, I am proud to say that I have accumulated quite a bit of knowledge about witchcraft. You won’t have to worry.”

“Yes? Oh, okay…”

“However, protecting me is not a fundamental solution. In the end, if I don’t find and capture the fortune teller, it will be useless. No matter how hard I try to defend myself, won’t everything be in vain if I get attacked once? So…”

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Jin-seong gave his hand a little strength so that the warmth could be transmitted better.

“Please listen carefully to my explanation.”

With her serious face, Jin-seong explained slowly and clearly so that Ella could understand her.

“I, I understand. Not completely, but I do understand that it is serious.”

When she seemed to understand her own explanation to some extent, Jinseong said firmly as if to conclude her.

“We need the help of professional and powerful people, not just us inexperienced people. That must be the case.”

“I guess… Right?”

“That’s right.”

Ella pondered over Jinsung’s words for a while before she spoke.

“…How about asking the school for help?”

After thinking about it for a while, she came up with her own solution.

But Jinseong shook her head.

“That’s not a very good idea.”

“Yes? Why? The high school specializing in superpowers has a lot of competent teachers, and they have a contract with a security company. Besides, they don’t believe it. There are a lot of good people in the family, so you can’t ignore them.”

Ella’s question was natural.

If it’s just a school, it’s common to ask when an incident happens.

But that’s just what can happen at school.

You can’t ask such a question in a high school specializing in superpowers, teeming with people from families with wealth and power.

And, of course, we had no choice but to take care of the ‘safety’ of students, which parents consider the top priority.

In Ella’s opinion, if she told her that she was dangerous to the school and that she was being hunted by her fortune teller, it was certain that people who would protect her would send her out.

Because that was common sense.

Maybe Ella was right in her thoughts.

Sorcerers, warriors, criminals.

Even if she was being targeted by her assassins, her school would have been desperate to protect her.

And that protection must have ended successfully.

But this time, targeting her was not such a common sense existence.

Each person has a different form and power of their skills, and they are shamans who are treated as gimmicks.

There were many ways to kill her using witchcraft, and black magic at that, whether or not she was stuck in a bunker covered in magic that had been tucked away in her phosphorus shroud.

Jinseong in the first placeHe knew better than anyone else that killing a target was as easy as twisting a chicken’s head, since he had been doing an assassination request on a fictitious day while serving as a mercenary before returning.

“The problem is that the opponent is a shaman. If you keep throwing curses from a place you can’t see, it won’t matter how many strong warriors or wizards you have.”

“But that much can be done with talismans and magic…”

“It’s possible. If you use fetishes or artifacts, you can stop it. Unless the school is stupid, there are of course quite a few of those things. But how long will that last?”

He looked at her with her expressionless face.

“Anything can be prevented. But how long can it be stopped if a mad shaman doing human sacrifice decides to keep casting curses? Fetishes and artifacts are not permanent.”

“Then…”

“What would happen if you were watching you for a long time and were caught off guard, or if Frau Vinter put a curse on you when the item he was wearing wasn’t working properly? Can you prevent it by performing a witchcraft ritual? I guarantee you that the moment it works even a little, a dark cloud will roll over Frau Winter’s life.”

Jinsung calmly recited that.

As if this were a fact, a fact you should be cognizant of.

Ella thought quietly about her school, where she came to study.

‘Are there shamans at my school?’

Does not exist.

‘A security company… ?’

Does not exist.

Jinseong saw her worried and let out a sigh.

“I don’t know why you’re worrying so much, Frau Winter. You could just call your master and ask for help. Why do you keep choosing an uncertain method that puts you at risk instead of such an easy solution?”

“…Master? I can’t reach Master right now, and others can, but…”

Ella hesitated a little.

“Did you fight? Or was it embarrassing? Frau Winter. Now is not the time to argue about such things. Unless you are a staunch enemy, you will have to ask for help. Your life is at stake. You You could be the target of human sacrifice!”

“No… That’s not it. Whoa.”

Ella heard Jinseong’s screams and took out her smartphone.

Then she thought and thought and called.

And how many times did the signal go?

A blunt voice was heard.

[What’s going on? ]

A young woman’s voice.

However, it was that kind of voice that seemed to be grumpy.

“Archwitch, this is Ella…”

[ Okay. Know. Do you see me as an idiot who can’t even use a smartphone? I can read your name. ]

“Well, I want to contact Master…”

[ Tsk. Wanting to get in touch with your mentor, who’s been on vacation away from a lot of baggage like you for the first time in a long time? You sang about wanting to study abroad and broaden your knowledge in Russia, but now you must be tired of it. Why would you even whimper because it’s hard? You have always been I didn’t know how to concentrate on something, so I always turned my eyes to something else, and when I got tired of it, I would beg your teacher. ]

It was hard to see the voice benevolent, even in empty words.

[ At least I went to study abroad, so I grew upI was expecting it to be. In the end, I couldn’t stand it for long and called. I paid a lot of money to send it to you, but is it such a disappointment to give it to me? I’m telling you, you may be my disciple’s only blemish and mistake. ]

“That…”

[Tsk tsk tsk. If there is any shame, I will apologize and hang up. What kind of request do you have? ]

“I am.”

[ Needless to say Isn’t it all about money anyway? I’ll send you plenty, so don’t think about contacting me. I can’t help it on the day you return from studying abroad, but I don’t want to think of you before then. ]

Jinseong frowned at the violent language coming from his smartphone.

‘Ha, I really don’t know what the relationship is. There was a connection with the truth that I once killed in a carnival.’

Surprisingly, it was a voice he knew well.

He was also one of the people who made him drop out of school if he was a rich man, and he was also the one who dealt with it in an informal way by not paying the bill properly and doing the truth.

Jin-seong approached Ella, who was at a loss, and took away her smartphone.

Then he smiled and said.