10. Saint. And Cheonma (1)
In the forest outside the village.
When a boy of about twelve sits on the stump of a large tree and plays a grass flute, a person comes running.
An ordinary country girl with long light brown hair with curly ends, greenish-brown eyes, and a straw hat.
“Shena.”
The boy called the girl’s name. A calm voice that is inappropriate for one’s age. That was the biggest reason why this girl liked the boy.
Even though they were the same age, the child was not a girl and the boy was not a child.
Therefore, the child, who was not yet a girl, called the boy’s name in an untainted, pure voice and smiled brightly against the background of the forest and bright sunlight.
“Siwoo!”
A tone full of joy as always. Siwoo smiled softly as he felt happiness spreading through him.
Shena crept over and sat down next to Siwoo. The way Siwoo didn’t reject her caress made her forget that they were the same age.
Of course, there is a big age difference in reality.
Siwoo smiled and picked up the grass flute again, singing the music of the blue star he left behind.
His nickname is ‘Country Siu’.
He was a person who lived in the countryside without anything special or happening.
The reason his nickname was Country Siwoo was simple. No matter how much he thought about it, he had no way of knowing what kind of novel he had been possessed by.
After the possession, a thousand people put their heads together, remembered many novels they had read, cross-checked them, and created a compilation, but there was no novel in them that seemed to have been possessed by him. Even if the memory was recovered using magic and science, it was not possible to read all 1,000 novels thoroughly in the first place, and information was limited because it was in the countryside.
At most, the only clue is the name of the country, but isn’t it too difficult to find with that alone?
So he just named him after where he lived. Because I live in the countryside, it’s rural. It was a very simple naming.
Since this was the place where he was possessed, there wasn’t much for Si-woo to do. Unlike other Siwoos who are involved in the main story or have many events, all he does is help with farming in the countryside and occasionally practice various abilities.
Siwoo’s life, completely outside the main story, was quite smooth and peaceful.
‘Actually, there were originally more people like me.’
For example, there was a case like Xuan Bi Siu. Si-woo, possessed by a powerful nobleman from an alternate history novel, was able to spread his will.
However, rather than going to government office, he wanted to live in the forest, surrounded by nature, and safe from loneliness. Of course, in reality, after being beaten by the spirit while farming, I was just chatting on a random day and watching Netflix programs that came up in the chat room.
Originally, Siwoo was a scholar who was envied by many Siwoos, but perhaps it was because he ended up using the chat room too much. Unfortunately, he was caught in a fishing village Siwoo’s runaway and died.
Now, there are very few Siwoos who live leisurely and peacefully in any way. The reason Siwoo is still alive today is because he simply did not use chat rooms often.
And the reason he didn’t use the chat room often was this kid next to him.
“Cellar?”
Shena looks confused when Siwoo looks at her. Siwoo chuckled and pressed Shena’s head down with his palm, stroking her hair.Messed up the Shena lowered her head and grinned as she accepted the weight.
Although it’s been several years since she possessed the five-year-old boy, Shena has never lost her cuteness. Si-woo, who at first treated her as if she were a troublesome child, came to care for her and take care of her as if she were her older brother or father, who were much older than her.
It was strange.
Clearly, this is a periphery that has nothing to do with the main story. It should just be an inconspicuous background, but there is a person like this.
“Shena. “Let’s go back now.”
“Huh!”
Shena’s appearance, running and running ahead of her, matched her background so well that she could easily be used as an illustration. She is a person who stands out as a different layer on the drawing paper of the world. Her presence was not something that an extra could have, who was merely a tool to highlight her main character.
‘The main character’s aura’ is commonly testified by Siwoo who met the main character. Or ‘the character’s aura’. Is that kind of what I feel about Shena?
Siwoo’s eyes sank as he looked at Shena’s back, humming along to Siwoo’s music.
I had an ominous feeling that this idyllic life would be shattered at any moment.
*
When I returned a little late, the atmosphere in the village was chaotic.
Villagers whispering under the shady sky. The tone wasn’t serious, but it wasn’t the same as usual. It looked like it was floating a little.
I feel uneasy for some reason. Shena must have sensed that feeling too, as she held Siwoo’s arm and walked in sync with Siwoo’s pace.
At that time, an adult from the village who discovered Shena approached.
“Uh, Shena. If you’re here, go quickly to the village chief’s house. “Customers are waiting.”
“Are you a guest?”
“Okay. “Go quickly.”
“I want to play a little more…”
“Don’t talk back! Hurry!”
Shena, who had been rolling her eyes, moved her feet when her adult stopped. Even though she was like a child, she was really quick on her feet and knew when to whine and when not.
Siwoo naturally tried to follow Shena. Shouldn’t she at least figure out what’s going on? Siwoo, who looked like a young child, was highly likely to be excluded from the information flow within the village, and in the end, he had no choice but to jump in and find out for himself.
So, as she tried to match Shena’s feet, an adult grabbed Siwoo’s back.
“Yonseok. “It’s dark, so you should go home too.”
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“But I also want to go with you.”
“Uh huh. This is not someone you can meet casually. “Don’t bother me and go back.”
Siwoo clicked his tongue inwardly. In the end, his appearance is that of a boy. On the outside, he could not help but be seen as an immature child who blindly followed along.
Of course, he didn’t have to go along. After he says he’s going home, he can secretly eavesdrop near the village chief’s house, or summon her spirit and attach it to Shena. But all of them were very risky. The first was the risk of being discovered physically, and the second was the possibility of being discovered through this ability.
Just as the shaman noticed the existence of spirits in the world of Zombie Siu, things might escalate depending on who the ‘guest’ was.
‘If you think about it that way, you probably shouldn’t have followed in the first place. Because you might recognize my strength.’
I made a big mistake because I was in a hurry for information.I almost did it.
Si-woo, who felt grateful to the adult who stopped him, did not resist any further and obediently turned away.
Shena, who was moving away from behind her, stretched out her arms and waved them.
“Siwoo! See you tomorrow!”
A life always full of vitality. Siwoo smiled at that clarity and waved his hand.
He believes that his thoughts are just false and that nothing will happen.
… It didn’t take long for him to realize that the idea was lame.
*
Next day. To soothe his worries, Siwoo sat down on a large tree that was always there and played the grass flute.
The song that day was particularly long and difficult. Even the cheerful tune was gloomy, and the fast beat was slow. Because his mind was separated from the melody, Siwoo could not fully hear the song.
Even though she stayed like that for a while, Shena didn’t come. Siwoo threw away the flute and sighed heavily. Then he picked up a nearby thin twig and traced it haphazardly on the floor.
It was difficult for him to know his own mind.
What on earth are you worried about? Are you afraid that your current idyllic life will be shattered? Are you afraid that you will live fiercely every day like other Siwoos?
It was absurd to say that. In any case, Si-woo was a person whose abilities had all reached a certain level, and if he wanted to, he could run away alone and live leisurely like the scholar Si-woo, and he had many places to hide in this world.
I’m not particularly attached to the village, which is nothing more than a typical medieval countryside, and I barely even meet the village people, so what am I afraid of?
“Under…”
Siwoo swept the dirt with his feet and smoothed it out, then shook himself off and got up.
Since it wasn’t going to work out here, I was planning to find Shena and meet her first.
However, Shena was not there when she went to her house.
Shena’s parents said this: A visitor to the village said she was bringing Shena with her. He says he’s not letting anyone meet Shena.
Something was strange.
Siwoo inquired about the identity of the ‘guest’. It is by no means normal behavior for even her parents to not allow her to meet Shena. Nevertheless, if the parents were convinced and followed, the guest had to be seen as having great authority.
At first, Shena’s parents kept her quiet, saying they had no idea. However, when Si-woo took advantage of the boy’s strengths, or to put it simply, by asking questions repeatedly, he eventually gave a little hint.
“I don’t know. Did you say he was a cardinal? Are you done? “I really don’t know, so don’t ask any more questions and just go home.”
No matter how much he looked at it, it didn’t seem like he didn’t know, but Siwoo took a step back and retreated because it seemed like it was closer to an ultimatum.
Cardinal. If so, it means that it is related to religion, but Siwoo has rarely seen religion portrayed positively in the fantasy world.
… The ominous feeling became stronger.
*
Another day. Siwoo, who was looking for information about a guest, turned around when he heard shouting, and saw that the children who had been wandering around the house where the guest was staying out of curiosity were being scolded by the adults.
In this day and age, being severely scolded means corporal punishment, including some assault. Even if they didn’t know who the ‘guest’ who came to Shena was, everyone seemed to know that he was a person of quite high rank.
Otherwise, no matter how much the culture of hospitalityEven if there was one, there was no way they could have done something like that in a closed rural village.
Siwoo, who was watching the kids being scolded, laughed it off at first and tried to go to the tree he always had. Since the investigation was fruitless and it seemed like I wouldn’t be able to see Shena, I was hoping to find some peace of mind there for a while.
But a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
‘Could it be that those little kids found out something?’
Siwoo felt like he was grasping at straws, and when the children who had been scolded for 30 minutes finally stopped crying, he went to see them and asked.
The kids were very discouraged. One of them spoke in a voice that was still crying.
“Word… “It was called the Order of Malum.”
As soon as Siwoo heard that, he searched the chat room.
He soon discovered that his ominous premonitions were correct.
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The 717th novel. ‘I obtained a cheat-level magic sword in another world.’
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[Church of Malum]
A villain who caused ‘Saint Saina Os Tentus’, one of the protagonist’s heroines, to fall into an abyss.
He found a girl with a talent for secret arts handed down from the religious order from a rural village, brought her in, brainwashed her, made her a saint, gave her severe corporal punishment, and treated her like a puppet.
However, by chance, the protagonist learns of Saina’s situation and she joins the cult…
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Saina, who had all her freedom and emotions controlled, is saved by the protagonist. After her salvation, her screen time drastically decreases, and she occasionally appears in forgettable moments, such as feeling awkward about her free life or being clumsy at expressing herself.
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