Hunter of the Perished World

Do you really believe in magic there? Every shaman I ever met was a fraud!

The Guard Commander doesn't see it. No one could see it was fake!

You know, fraudsters trick people with deception and hallucinations. If you show me a trick with nothing big, you'll believe it like a fool, and you'll cheat even more with your billy!

That's absurd...

"It seems that the power of control over the Jupiter is not so great."

Jean kicks her tongue, and Leona looks around for anxiety. Of course, Castle's number two is usually in the hands of the guard commander. The Guard Commander is also the most likely person to become a monarch.

It is common for the Guard Commander to rebel and kill the Holy Spirit to become the next Holy Spirit. Above all, the Guard Commander was an outsider, not Ju-Seong's man, and he admitted and used his skills, but it was the work of a black man.

You will want to be a monarch. Therefore, we can talk about it quietly and sell the Holy Spirit as a fool.

In fact, rather than losing cattle and chips, it is the main purpose of pointing out the actions of the Holy Spirit and making people doubt the power of the Holy Spirit.

"I'm sick of politics everywhere. '

Politics doesn't go away unless humanity goes extinct. The Guard Commander is conducting political operations to instill disbelief in people.

It's quite crude, foolish, and much different from the past in terms of politics. Leona asked with an anxious expression.

"What do I do?"

"What can I do? I have to get out."

Gene got up from his seat.

"This is gonna cost you money."

If it was only Ju-Seong's problem, I had to move quickly because this would be a repayment plate if I did wrong. Of course, whether Jin is a fraud or not, it doesn't matter to the Guard Commander. I will just scratch it, chew on it, and separate the Holy Spirit from the villagers.

And if the distance is too far, the main goal is to drive out or kill the monk and become the monk himself.

But under the circumstances, he chose the wrong person.

As a result, he may be a bad man who will be paid off or driven out, but he is not a fraud.

It was already a judge who ran away as he noticed the guards, as well as residents. In the middle of the park, the guard commander and Seongju stare at each other.

"I think you should talk to me about that."

"How dare you crawl out here? Trickster."

The guard commander stared at Jean with fierce eyes, and she couldn't even look like this.

You cannot take the Guard Commander's side or Jean's. Jin's abilities were second to none, Jinn was an outsider, and Seongju was the one who had to stand by the residents. Leaving right and wrong, deciding where to go couldn't have been a good outcome.

Knowing it, Jean also spoke with considerable political consideration.

"I think it's my turn to prove my innocence. What do you think?"

This is not a matter of gender, but of proving the fraudster's innocence. The Seong-ju nods with a shivering look, and the guard commander opens his eyes and looks at the camp as if it's caught well.

"Yes, you can deceive the princess, but I can't deceive you!"

The Guard Commander was overwhelmed. He seemed confident that Jin was a con man from all over the world who cheated Jin into stealing chips and robbing even precious livestock. Gene asked if he wanted to clean up first.

"Can't you believe in magic? Or do you not trust me? Let me get this straight."

"You're both frauds. If you don't spit up that chip you took right now, the guards will kill you and that little prick you're wearing. Disgusting fellow."

This guard commander was quite unpleasant from the first impression because Gene was carrying Leona around. Of course, Gene didn't intend to elaborate on that.

"Then, it sounds like I can prove my ability by demonstrating that my magic actually works. Is that correct?"

Residents were increasingly listening to the conversation while pretending to be working on this bizarre conflict.

"Ha, that's bullshit. Shamans are sinful swindlers, so all shamans are fake and deceitful. Let me show you. Are you going to make it rain? Or do you want me to thunder it? Try it!"

"I don't do that kind of magic. There's a very simple way to show you."

Gene pulls the rosary from the void. From the moment I saw you reach into the void and pull the goods out, the guard commander's expression had already become slightly stiff. But his faith was still intact.

"Ha, looks like a trick to kill Gigi. I like that…."

“I sympathize with your ignorance, which seems to be a trick."

"What? This impostor dares to speak to the Guard Commander of Chul..."

"It's a pity that the last person who speaks to the Holy Spirit is sensitive to his authority. Yes."

"This bastard…."

"Enough. I'm here to prove my magic skills. I'm not here to fight."

Gene shuts the guard commander up with that word.

"I'm a hunter, but shamans have often faced this suspicion. There are people who believe shamans are fake like you, and shamans do this every time. I don't know if you've heard of it."

Jin grins with a grim smile in his hand. It was the scariest smile Jin had ever seen.

"It's called 'The Curse', and it's simple. It shouldn't be difficult."

"What is it?"

"I curse you, and you accept that curse."

Those who don't believe in magic, and shamans. There was nothing quite like it to allay their doubts. In fact, shamans must always confront doubts and prove their abilities to those who suspect. Of course, this is more powerful than a ritual involving rain and lightning.

The person who asks for proof will take the curse upon himself, proving with his body that the spell is empty. The person who demanded proof was also a very easy way to overcome the risks.

If the curse is fiction, the cursed person will be fine, and the shaman will turn out to be a fake shaman.

If the curse is real, the cursed will receive their fortune, and the shaman will turn out to be a true shaman.

It was intuitive and simple, and it was the most frequently used method in shaman-controlled residential units. Providing abilities in the Curse will grant the shaman the power of a name known as Fear, or prolong its reign of terror. No one can suspect a shaman.

Jin's words make the Guard Commander look flawed.

"Why, didn't I say I was a fraud? Then you're sure my spell is fake and the curse won't work at all."

Curses are often not really enforced. No matter how fake it is, it makes sense to be reluctant to accept the curse. That's why they mocked cowards who didn't have the courage to prove it.

Jin speaks with clear ridicule.

"You left your courage in the wilderness after you came from the wilderness?"

"What? You don't know where they rolled off to!"

Gin's light provocation irritates the Guard Commander.

"I'm satisfied with the Guard Commander now, but I was once a wandering hunter! How many monsters have died in my hands?"

"Well, I don't know. But it wouldn't make a difference if I did."

The guard commander nods with a smile on his face. Gene didn't even believe that the guard commander was from the Hunter, but he believed it wouldn't make a difference.

The number of monsters caught in front of the Demon Hunter is useless.

The Guard Commander finally couldn't stand Gin's sarcastic attitude.

"Let's see if it's the damn thing or the shit! Prove to myself that it doesn't work! You dare to defraud Jupiter and take his head!"

"Whatever."

Gene shrugs, expressionless.

"I curse you. You have four days, and if you survive those four days, you win the curse. And I put a curse on you, but at the same time, I create an 'axillary' to lift it. If you cannot bear four days and come to receive my crown, then I will prevail."

"That's not going to happen. Let's do it quickly. Cheater."

After a day's work, the residents sat surrounded by the camp and the guard commander in a dim juul. After all, it was also a place to test the eyes of the Holy Spirit, so the commander insisted that all residents should see this scene, and the Holy Spirit also allowed it.

I heard that I could see the real shaman cursing in a world without spectacles. Everyone was looking at Gene and the Guard Commander even though they were far away. Leona was also watching him from afar.

Gene lets the guard commander sit down, holding the spell in his right hand.

"I need some supplies first."

"You're not going to say what you need another cow for, are you?"

"Unfortunately, I'm a pretty capable shaman, and I don't need that much to curse a middle-aged man. A few campfires should do it."

The guard commander hated to hang out with all this fake devil stuff, but he's having fun now. Proof of this impostor stops residents from trusting the Holy Spirit.

In other words, just by identifying the lies of absurd spells, the castle comes into the palm of your hand.

When he thought of becoming the Holy Spirit, he was holding on to the thought of tearing his smile.

As the guards rush in, piling up wood and pulling the fire, Gene shakes his head.

"No, four campfires, one in the northeast, northwest, southeast and southwest."

Gene himself carries wooden planks and sets a campfire to the four sides of the gun. Gene told the guards, looking at the lanterns with the chips all over the castle, though not much.

"Put out all fires in the castle."

The guard commander grumbles.

"An annoying shaman. Can't you do magic without it?"

"Light is the direction of the curse. If there is another light, the curse will bounce in that direction and be cursed by others. It has nothing to do with the defeat of the spell."

"Tsk..."

After all, putting out the fire was only a matter of caring for others. Gene looked up at the four campfires quietly rising from the flame extinguished Juul.

"The Sacred Moon, what a great day to curse."

It was a very dark and deep night when even the starlight died in the Savin clouds. In the pitch-dark, Gene walks outside, with the Guard Commander seated inside the four campfires. You just lit a campfire, but the flashing lights seem ominous, even though you didn't do anything about it.

The crowd gathered and breathed even if no one told them to.

The hunter was a shaman now, and everyone watches this foreigner perform an ominous ritual. Seong-ju also knew what was under this spell.

She's more of a saint than her place. I was wondering if I could perform the ominous ritual of cursing in the castle.

But in the end, what is necessary remains the same. The Guard Commander has challenged the Holy Spirit's authority on a matter of death. So that she could stay in the Holy Spirit until the curse worked properly.

The Guard Commander was the only one in this darkness in the center of light because of the campfire that surrounded all around. That's why the guard commander saw nothing but four campfires.

The guard commander was in the center of light, so he felt a strange illusion that seemed to be in the deepest darkness.

"Before we begin, I'd like to talk to you about some kind of curse."

Gene was a shaman, not a hunter at this moment, and therefore a god who ruled consciousness.

"From now on, we call you the Cursed Mane." "

It was a curse that used two letters of the spellbook.

"This curse will take the full measure of your life. The effects of the curse are simple. From the moment this curse comes upon you, it's gonna get ugly."

"Bad luck? There's a ridiculous curse, isn't there? Hahahaha!"

The guard commander has blown up the bulkhead. As the bluffers usually do, their laughter was reflective to calm their inner fears.

Gene continued to explain the curse, whether or not.

"You will die at midnight in four days."

"What?"

Everyone stopped breathing because of that.