I Became a Munchkin Spirit Sorcerer at the Academy

3 – Falling Valley – 1

Artificial device.

Literally a magical tool created artificially through ritual.

The spiritual power that can be contained within it varies depending on the capabilities of the shaman who makes it, and the more the material is related to spirituality, the stronger the power of the spell cast.

However, this is the story of a skilled shaman.

The power to handle magic approaches 0, so the artificial tools I can make are close to trash.

There are no built-in spells, nor any strengthening abilities.

There is only one effect I am looking forward to.

A spell that can prevent as much as possible the recoil from returning to the caster when using a spell.

That one was enough.

Next…it’s good to have the materials to make the artificial limb, but it’s okay if you don’t have them.

What is needed is the spiritual ability of the caster, that is, spirit and resentment.

What is the resentment here? It is the sadness that we often say when we say that we have resentment.

Witchcraft is the power to completely change the world by consuming the power of the soul, spiritual power.

Unknown, fearful, transcendent, overwhelming.

It was a power that transcended human cognition, a mixture of countless words.

Therefore, magic is based on the yin-yang theory of five elements, which is the basis of all things, and requires the practitioner’s yin and yang energies.

Therefore, the deeper the resentment, the stronger the magic.

It is to draw out the fragments of the soul and the wounds of yin hidden in the gaps.

However, the deeper the wound, the more distorted the soul becomes and the more grotesque and vicious the spell becomes.

The soul is twisted.

A twisted soul can never return to being human.

The evil spirit’s spell scrapes the human being, and eventually the human soul turns into a monster.

That’s why a shaman’s sword is an essential item.

“This is the reason why the dark guys in the novel are so crazy about Jugu.”

In fact, in the novel, there were many dark figures who were twisted into monsters by overusing witchcraft without casting spells.

He transforms into a mindless monster and lives with destruction as his business, but is killed by the protagonist and his party.

“Whew.”

I close my eyes for a moment and think deeply about what I have.

“Ira Han…”

Does resentment really exist for me now?

Resentment is a wound engraved in the soul. Is there really such a thing as deep resentment for me, who grew up playing and eating comfortably in the original world?

Clear your mind and slowly recall the image.

Getting fired from your part-time job at a convenience store?

Did you get scolded by your mom for manipulating your report card?

My girlfriend caught me cheating on her with another guy?

What happened to the guerrilla attack during your last years in the military?

…Let’s stop, it’s all just trivial things.

At this point, it was questionable whether it could contain magical power, let alone a tool.

However, if you cannot make a living device, you will have to live a terminally ill life.

However, I still had a way out.

Churrr.

I take the necklace hanging around my neck in my hand.

The light orange gem attached to the end of the string is in sight.

The type of jewel was amber, an item given directly by the head of the Artur family.

They say it’s a necklace passed down through the family, but honestly, I’m not sure.

You can think of it as miscellaneous items passed down from generation to generation in the family.

And as I thought before, magic is more effective if it is related to spiritual things.

If it is a treasure from the Artur family, famous for its magic, it must have at least a little spirituality added to it.

widely.

Place the pumpkin necklace on the desk and extend your right hand.

Throbbing.

Perhaps because of the aftereffects of the curse I used earlier, my muscles still feel sore.

However, it seemed to be a little better than before, with only the muscle pain remaining.

“Open, open.”

We proceed with the ritual while muttering some starter words.

Witchcraft is the realm of the soul.

A miracle itself, cast with spiritual power.

In other words, there was only one way to turn the pumpkin in front of you into a pumpkin.

The inanimate pumpkin door is forcibly opened and magic is injected.

Then I started chanting the starter word.

“Sap (揷), Gan (間), Pu (伐).”

Select, thin out and put in.

Phudduddduk.

Yang energy rises up my arms.

Blood in the heart, through the chest and into the shoulders.

We share the shoulder and slowly move up the arm.

A property that is completely opposite to the negative energy used as a curse.

While the yin energy is full of coldness, the positive energy is full of fire.

“Ugh..”

An unwanted moan escapes.

Due to the burning sensation in my arm, my tightly closed mouth began to be forced open, and the saliva that had accumulated in my mouth began to drip down.

But I can’t stop.

Even though it was a low-quality product, I had to do it because it was something that would definitely be useful if made.

” good…! “

Before I knew it, my clothes started to become soggy with sweat, and my eyes began to gradually lose focus.

The pumpkin, which was under the influence of the spell, gradually began to open and was completely absorbing the energy.

The color of the pumpkin slowly begins to change.

The pumpkin, which had been orange in color, was gradually turning red.

“Off..”

I endured the pain of the fire and concentrated a little more strength on my fingertips.

Has a brief moment passed?

The moment I started not being able to breathe properly due to the pain.

Faaa

The pumpkin has bloomed.

And at the same time.

Hwaaa

A bright yellow light came out of the pumpkin and began to embrace my body.

I hurriedly withdrew my arms in a very sudden situation.

“What is this…”

Before I could finish speaking, I was completely enveloped in a swarm of light.

“…”

I felt the weight of my eyelids starting to sink, and I slowly began to sink into darkness.

The only thing left in the room was an empty desk.

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“..?”

I was able to quickly regain consciousness thanks to the faint smell of rot in the air that stung my nose.

I figured out that I was swept away by a strange ray of light and moved somewhere, but… the problem is.

“Where am I again…?”

I don’t know where I am right now.

The only scenery in sight is mountains, rocks, gravel, and a forest of dried, twisted trees.

When I looked up, I saw a bunch of clouds passing over the towering mountain peaks.

“..It’s a place that isn’t even mentioned in the original novel.”

This was my first time seeing this, and no matter how hard I tried to think about it, it was an unknown place that was never mentioned in the novel.

” …her. “

First of all, the primary mental breakdown is that it is a location that does not appear in the original work.

And a secondary mental breakdown due to the rotten insides that are implicitly in the air.

“What on earth is this?”

I looked at the pumpkin in my hand and muttered softly.

When I remember my last memory, light clearly came out of the pumpkin and enveloped me.

So that means there was something special built into this pumpkin…

What on earth did this crazy matriarch give me?

Poke.

I got angry and tried to press the pumpkin hard with my fingers, but all I got back was a hard texture and the sound of the wind hitting my ears.

“But what should I do..?”

I came to a place I had never seen before.

I have no idea how to escape or what is here.

It was impossible to film a survival escape like Brother Bear because my body’s physical ability was so poor.

So I decided to just walk forward.

Lots of pebbles and stones stepping on your feet.

I don’t know anything else, but I can be sure of one thing.

This mountain is not suitable for human habitation.

There was not enough soil for farming, and if you lost your footing even a little, you would fall down the cliff.

It seemed to be quite popular among practitioners who trained their bodies to the limit, but it was too harsh for ordinary people to live in.

“..It’s not a dream, right?”

I tried pinching my cheeks and hitting my head against a stone to see if it was some kind of barrier or jinbeop, but the pain I felt through my skin was cruelly telling me that this situation was real.

To make matters worse, even a light fog began to obscure my vision, and I had no choice but to move forward cautiously, one step at a time.

Did he walk a little forward like that?

The rotten smell mixed in the air began to grow stronger.

and,

“Uh..uh..”

With a blood-curdling scream coming from somewhere, someone started approaching from afar.

For a moment, I thought it was a person and tried to run forward.

“Sooooo…”

I had no choice but to stop for a moment when I heard crying a moment later.

A putrid smell stinging your nose, a stumbling gait.

My mind becomes cold and I become extremely cold.

It was a danger signal signaled by instinct, and it was clear that what was in front of my eyes was not a human being, but an outsider.

Sometimes, when listening to horror stories, there is a story about people instinctively knowing that what is in front of them is not human.

Now I was experiencing that experience in real time.

Has so much time passed?

As the distance got closer, he started to come into view.

And the sight of the guys that came into view was shocking.

The eyes were completely empty, with darkness filling them, and clearly visible rotten skin and red spots were covering the skin.

And…moving based on instinct just to consume food while losing vitality.

The appearance of a hideous guy.

At the same time, I was able to immediately figure out what the guy was.

“A ghost?”

It is a youkai that always wanders around looking for food, and a food ghost whose reason has disappeared and only the instinct of appetite remains.

Even in the original novel, it was a frequently appearing monster favored by dark circles.

“Kyaaa!!”

While I was thinking about it, the guy opened his mouth and ran towards me.

“You crazy..!”

I managed to avoid his attack by throwing my body to the side.

“Mu(巫), Jeo(咀), Sok(束)”

I rolled on the floor, quickly started chanting, and got ready to curse.

I quickly raised my right hand and aimed towards the guy.

“Foot!”

Throw a curse at the guy.

This time too, a sharp pain came, but the pain was not that severe, perhaps because the pumpkin’s anger was over.

Ouch!

The black papers fired from his right hand began to bind the angler’s body in an instant.

“That’s it!”

However, perhaps because the power of the curse was weak, it could not completely restrain the hungry ghost.

If the level had been a little higher, it would have been easy to kill the anglerfish.

As the guy screamed and twisted his whole body to free himself from the restraints, the black papers began to fall off one by one.

” die!!! “

After quickly assessing the situation, I picked up a sharp rock rolling off the ground and swung it towards the guy’s face.

Wow!!

Ujijijik.

“Ooooooooo!”

The anglerfish began to let out a bloodcurdling scream, and there was a sound of something being crushed, and then it lost its balance after being hit by my blow and fell to the floor.

‘The curse is not over yet! ‘

With the curse still binding the anglerfish’s body, I hurriedly swung my arm again and struck the fallen anglerfish’s head.

once.

twice.

third time.

.

.

.

.

Tight, tight!

I must have swung it about seven times, but when I came to my senses and looked at him, his face had already been crushed a long time ago.

One part, a very important part at that, was blown away, so the thing was sprawled out on the floor and didn’t move.

It was the victory of the Stone Age hand axe.

“Whew..Whew..”

I sat down on the floor, holding the ax in my hand.

Is my body’s physical ability poor, or am I just too nervous?

My body was screaming for air.

So I began to pant and spin my head.

“Agwi..huu..why..”

Although the anglerfish is one of the lower class of youkai in power, it is still a type of monster.

A monster that eats humans.

It was a being that should never have been crawling out of royalties.

“Where on earth is this place..?”

While I was contemplating whether or not I should throw away the pumpkin that brought me to that damn place.

“” That’s it!!! “”

From afar, dozens of anglerfish began running towards me.

“This is crazy.”

At that time, a piece of information suddenly appeared as if passing through my mind.

Anglers are monsters that act in groups.

As my mind suddenly became cold, I instinctively got up from my seat and started running towards the opposite direction.

If you are caught by these guys, you will be ripped off without any hesitation.

“f*ck!!”

“” That’s it!! “”

The only echoes echoing through the mountain range were filled with screams and cries.