Living as an Unemployed in Another World

121 – 4. Silence in the Helmet (37)

37.

True Resurrection (True Resurrection).

[Raise Dead (Resurrect)], Which requires a huge price, or [Resurrection (Resurrection)], Which is a higher level spell but has some restrictions, is a high-ranking spell that is different from that.

Even a competent priest can tell its power from the fact that most of them cannot even dare to even use the [Raise Dead (Resurrect)] Spell. It is one of the few miracles that have reached the power of a god, even if the body is in ashes, if there is only a soul, it can go back in time and be fully resurrected.

There are as many as 9 of those spells in stock in the rings Mira’s master left behind. From the moment he wore the ring, he had already decided how to use it for a long time, but from the moment Baolof became a demon, he was reconsidering the timing of using it.

And the time has come. When I showed up, as expected, he aimed straight for the heart. From the moment I found out that the slot I was using was actually a witch’s curse, I’ve been thinking about how to get rid of it. Like Janice said, every time I cast a spell, I felt my soul transform into something else.

If you can’t shake off this on your own, the method is simple. You just have to die once and come back to life. A human who has been brought back from the dead through the True Resurrection (true resurrection) spell is healed of all wounds, all poisons are neutralized, and all diseases are healed and even curses placed on them are healed.

Yes, it is to curse. If the witch’s curse doesn’t fall from me through the medium of the body called the heart, I just need to kill the body that drives the heart to move. Then where will the curse go? Do you really want to get rid of it and disappear?

That’s my guess, but it’s unlikely. No matter how powerful the artifact was, the witch’s curse was not something that could be easily removed. The conclusion I came to was transplantation, not removal. This curse is my exclusive, so to speak, custom curse. It replaces the role of slots for me who do not have slots, but it cannot work positively for those who already have slots. Therefore, I deliberately chose to die by myself in order to transfer the curse that was lost to the devil.

I hate dying. Of course it will be resurrected. To be honest, I don’t like being sick, but what can I do? Fortunately, the guy immediately cut off my breath using his body, and I lost consciousness with the slot activated before I died.

I felt my consciousness, which was only my soul, floating in the underworld. Is this the view that the dead see? The real landscape is seen from a different position, and an opaque object like a haze above it obstructs the view. Through the medium of the ring, my soul was definitely connected to reality. Now wait for the curse to be applied to it, and if successful, return immediately and resurrect.

By the way.

【Be careful, disciple. What if I die?]

I felt my vision and consciousness covered in a black mist. At the same time, I felt a familiar voice penetrate my mind and speak to me.

【I see. Kat Lord’s ring. He died believing in True Resurrection (true resurrection). Indeed, you have obtained a useful item. But it’s hard to open your chest like this every time. Because the thing in your heart is not something you can show others.]

I didn’t answer. I could feel it through her ring as she gripped my body and took the initiative away from her. The soulless body moves on its own, raises its arms and moves its head. When I fell silent, she sighed in a sweet whisper.

【Fuuu, this is what happened while I took my eyes off for a moment…… After all, you can’t do without me.]

A witch’s voice heard after 4 years. A long time away from her. But, did you see everything? How? The curse planted by her must not have been equipped with functions such as tracking. Am I even penetrating the thoughts of my soul? Before long, the witch smiled tenderly.

【I know everything about you. Anything… ….]

Don’t be ridiculous. I struggled. The disembodied soul stirs up the black mist and desperately struggles. I gave you my heart, but I can’t even take my soul away. Through the lifted fog, I checked the condition of the demon holding my chest.

The ominous premonition came true. The black, gooey thing that protruded from my heart didn’t attach to it, but rather spread through my blood vessels and spread throughout my body as if protecting me. Even before the effect of the ring took effect, the blood flowing in all directions slowly condensed toward my body, and my heart contracted and expanded repeatedly. I felt my consciousness being forcibly sucked into my once dead body.

【Jin.】

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No. It can’t be like this. Does that mean that the witch’s curse cannot be shaken off even with the power of an artifact? In the end, it was just a dog death. The witch spoke in a somewhat sad voice to me who resisted her attraction.

【You said you had no talent. That was sincere How could you who came from another world truly understand this world? So I couldn’t teach you magic.]

I laughed. So, is this just a curse made to sympathize with me? The more you use it, the more you lose your soul, a curse that is no different from a slave’s seal?

【That’s a misunderstanding. Still don’t know You may not like the form with my taste, but that’s just borrowed the form of a curse, not to annoy you. In other words, it is a shell.]

A shell? What are you talking about?

【Until the fruit is fully ripe, the hard shell protects the fruit from spilling…… For that to work, I had to add very little erosion, but would that matter? You end up.]

Stop it, don’t talk anymore. Said the witch.

【Once resurrected, you will know.】

I didn’t answer. Her presence is getting farther and farther away.

【I won’t disturb you anymore. Dance as you like.]

I thought so anyway. If the trick doesn’t work, I’ll roll my head and go for the straight method.

【You are already a full-fledged wizard. If you are my disciple, you should be able to defeat demons without difficulty, right?]

I slowly left the underworld. The soul sucked into the body urged me to move quickly. Funny enough, what I remembered at the moment of resurrection was Celine waking me up. Her face looking at her with a blurry vision. I will have to get up now Because I don’t want to die. And, you have to go back.

The body dissipates and is reconstituted. Bones lengthen and flesh grows. The tight blood flow forces the brain to wake up. With a hole in the clothes I was wearing, I woke up feeling a slight chill.

“Jin!!”

I see now that it’s not just one voice. I raised my hand to the many people who saw me and shouted in the chaos.

Before Resurrection.

On the threshold of death I saw her face.

The loathsome figure I saw in my dreams every night.

“Yes, you bastard… ….”

I put the palm of my hand on the pit of my stomach under my open clothes.

The witch called this curse a shell. Protecting something.

And then, through the slightly opened gap of the curse.

I felt it clearly. The presence of slots.

Even in a situation like this, laughter comes out. I always thought that magicians were going crazy somewhere. I didn’t know I would be a part of it. Seeing me laughing madly, the devil screamed in fear.

“What the hell, what the hell is your identity!!”

I replied.

Once upon a time, he was a witch’s seed.

Come from another world.

“Unemployed.”

“This…… This!!”

As if the devil had been suppressed by something all along, he couldn’t contain his anger and swung his powerful arm at me. However, that attack did not reach. Zenith’s magic shield (magic shield) protected my body, and Gerald’s sword and Grace’s hammer simultaneously grabbed his arm. Tuong!!

“Are you okay!?”

“I was really surprised that I would die and come back to life!”

I didn’t mean to let you suffer anyway, but I’m sorry for nothing. I pulled out my wand and aimed it at his forehead.

A small fire that kept burning in the furnace all winter. However, to me right now, it is a clear offensive magic.

“Fire bolt [Arrow, burn].”

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Not embers, but arrow-sized flames flew, stuck in the devil’s eyeballs, and exploded. I can’t let it heal any longer. His vision no longer works for me. The damage I inflict is transmitted to the body as it is. I planted the residual fire, so now I need to pour fuel.

“Grease[Grease].”

As his entire body is covered in viscous oil, flames spread from the burning eye sockets. Gerald realized what I was about to do and backed off with Grace.

I aimed my wand at the struggling demon again.

I skipped one step, the shaping of the flame. I thought I could write it now.

Look smart.

This is my magic.

“Fireball [Fireball].”

Bright flashes of light from the end of the wand exploded, sparking flames and flying away from the creature’s head.

It burns well. I laughed madly at the screaming demon…… I want you to fall down with this.

“Grrr.”

I groaned as I watched his body melt and come back together. Also, it can’t be

For some reason, standing at the head of so many people, I raised my staff again.

Come.

This is the last fight.