I Returned as an FFF-Class Witch Doctor

Episode 13

“A disciple?”

“okay.”

“Me?”

“Is that so?”

“Good job.”

Damian turned to Karen’s words.

There was nothing more to hear.

Although it was a mainstream that was hard to meet once in a lifetime, and I had to consider all of Karen’s words to be true.

So you’re telling me to crawl under you obediently?

For Damian, who knew that a moment’s choice could influence his whole life, Karen’s proposal was nothing but a story with little merit.

In a word, it was bullshit.

The main stream is a very important quest that is the foundation of the game, but it depends on how you progress through that quest.

could be a villain It could have been good, or it could have belonged to neither.

So…

‘If you get involved, go out. Are you sure.’

It could be said that it was very natural for Damian to resolutely brighten his eyes.

It was because this crazy old man was a crazy psychopath whose fists spoke louder than words, and he must also be a pseudo-religious cult leader selling the bizarre name of < The Seventh God > to satisfy his self-interest.

‘Where are you trying to fool people with bullshit that doesn’t sound like words? There’s no way…’

Poof!

And the moment Damian turned his head away as if he thought it was absurd, remembering Karen’s words.

“Where are you going you bastard!!!”

“Cuck!”

bang!

Karen jumped with Noho and struck Damian on the top of his head with a ghostly skill.

It was a lightning-fast exit.

“Such a crazy old man…”

“What? Crazy inspiration?!”

When Damian growled while holding the crown of his head, Karen snarled.

He was a cheeky bastard.

Even if a mere adventurer from another world could not bow down and listen to what he had to say, did he openly say that he would not become his disciple?

If it wasn’t for Damian, if it wasn’t for an adventurer with power comparable to that of the demon king.

Karen might have ripped Damian in half without looking back.

It was superhuman patience for him.

It was because he had never seen an heir with such wood for thousands of years.

“Shaka-sama’s authority is so vast and profound that it is impossible to even measure it. If you become Nobu’s disciple, even you, who are mere garbage, will be able to take over the position of absolute supreme. But such a lukewarm reaction…!!”

Paeng!

Karen snorted.

It sounded like a rice cooker steaming.

Seventh God Shaka.

As he said, Shaka’s authority was indescribably vast, and its power was so absolute that it could surpass even the god of light.

It was to the extent that even the word omnipotence was not enough.

Even though the world has declined and the six gods have reigned on this land, it is a clear fact that the moment one becomes one’s disciple, one gains formidable power.

So, it would not be an exaggeration to say that Karen’s proposal had value beyond simple words, and it could be said to be a very unconventional proposal that had never been made to anyone.

It was because the moment he got his hands on the true power of Shaka, only the six gods’ families would fade away like candles in front of a storm.

“You’re such an ugly bastard, are you saying you won’t be my disciple?”

“No, sir, honestly, it is. Would you believe the old man?”

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“…What is it?”

“If it was the old man, would you believe it?”

“her.”

When Damian responded, Karen let out a sigh as if filled with spirit.

It was absurd.

His own unconventional proposal to become a disciple.

But the reason for rejecting the offer was that it was simply unreliable and nothing else?

Kiren couldn’t help but be speechless for a while at Damian’s question.

Even though it is a world ruled by six gods, Damian was the only one who said that he would not believe in Shaka even after witnessing his own inaction.

“Then… good!”

Quaang!

And Karen slammed the floor.

* * *

[Notice: The < Book of the Black Oath that Calls for the End > emits a faint light!]

[Notification: The main stream < The Seventh Encounter with God > has occurred!] ‘This

is ….’

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the book I put down.

It was an old book.

It looks like a bible at first glance. Or maybe it’s like an old book.

The book titled < The Book of the Black Oath Calling the End > had an unusual aura even at a glance, but it could be said to be an item wrapped in a veil so that even Damian, who had an excellent eye, could not easily identify its identity.

As usual, poisonous mushrooms are much more beautiful than ordinary mushrooms, and the more dangerous the more dangerous, the more shiny their appearance.

Damian had no way of knowing whether the book Karen had put down had real value or a very dangerous book.

‘It smells. A suspicious smell.’

sniff sniff!

Damian sniffed at < The Book of the Black Oath Calling the End >.

It was an instinctive intuition.

Although it was a dubious book, Damian pulled out Karen’s hidden card with his rhetoric and narration—plus his 10-year-old poor acting skills were a bonus.

In addition, as far as the system message hinting at the main stream continued, the value of this book was indirectly guaranteed by the system and Karen.

There was no reason not to accept it.

However, despite this, Damian’s vigilance came from the experience of his 10th year of life, that he had to cross a stone bridge after knocking it over.

“What is this?”

“It is a divine object.”

Poof!

So, instead of hastily reaching for the book, Damian asked while turning his head towards Karen with his eyes narrowed intentionally.

The impudent man brought this out because there must be a reason for it.

“If it’s a divine…water…”

“It’s a sacred thing with Shaka-sama’s power.”

Fuck!

When Damian asked, Karen let out a sinister laugh.

It was a charter reversal.

As soon as he took out the < Book of the Black Oath that Called the End >, the guy who had refused his proposal for a second had his eyes shining as if he had found a treasure.

In that sense, Kiran’s odds were already half-eaten, and he realized that this arrogant and demanding adventurer of the other world was very cautious.

It was like seeing an old boa constrictor who was cautious and even cunning.

Even so, persuading him with a few words was not that difficult for Kiren, who had lived for thousands of years.

“Speaking of this book… it is a book that contains the truth that all things must return from being to nothing. It can be said that it is the gospel of the end containing Shaka-sama’s words. Besides…”

“Besides?”

“It is also the only tool that can welcome Shaka-sama.”

“You… are you welcome?”

“Yes.”

Then, when Damien’s question was dubious, Karen’s curled up lips grew thicker.

It was a look of pride.

The only way to receive the seventh deity, Shaka!

Although he added various rhetoric to shake Damian’s heart, he did not exaggerate the value of < Book of the Black Covenant that Calls for the End >.

“How do you mean to receive God with something like this…”

“…What is it?”

“Oh no.”

And the moment when Damian blurts out at Keren’s threat and puts aside any doubts about the value and identity of the book in front of him.

“Open it.”

“yes?”

“Because I want to open it.”

Eventually, as Kiren chinned to the floor, Damian lowered his head toward < The Book of the Black Oath Calling the End >.

“Don’t move, just stay still.”

“…yes?”

Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!

At the same time, an eerie sound arose.

* * *

“Cheuk.”

Damian caught his breath.

It was a terrible pain.

The pain that took away his consciousness at once to the extent that he wondered if the back of his head had exploded.

And Damian was finally able to realize vaguely that the strings of his consciousness were blown away in an instant at the same time as Karen struck him on the head.

It was the so-called “puck hit”.

“Keugh… such a crazy old man…”

Damian wrinkled his brow in pain.

It looked like it had been hit quite hard.

Whenever I asked to be his disciple or let him meet God.

I couldn’t even imagine that I would hit the head with a direct line like this.

It was an odd thing.

It was something that would never happen to him normally, but Kiran’s fists were so terrifying that even < Sixth Sense > couldn’t react.

With the huge rice cake called the main stream in mind, the rest of them allowed the surprise attack.

[Current location: ???]

[Notice: New location information has been updated!]

“Is this what it meant to let you meet God…”

Jikkeun!

Damian thought as he squeezed the back of his head.

It didn’t look like he was dead yet.

Information from the system popped up in front of me.

An unidentified location appeared there, and Damian felt that he was alive through the system’s message.

It was paradoxical.

To feel that he, who has become terminally ill due to the misinformation system, is alive through the system.

“Fuck… I won’t leave you alone when I go back… Heeik?!”

So, Damian couldn’t help but scream as he swallowed his breath involuntarily as he looked at the object that suddenly appeared in front of him.

“…right?”

It was a kid wearing a goat skull.

* * *

“What what.”

Damian raised his eyes as he saw the kid appearing in front of him.

It was a face I hadn’t seen since I was only six or seven.

A boy wearing a goat skull as a helmet, wearing a ragged hide like trousers, and holding a cane like a shepherd’s.

“right! right!”

Such a boy walked around Damian and behaved as if he had met a dignified person after a very long time.

“…?”

cook! cook!

In other words, the primitive tribal kid in front of him was treating Damian as a kind of mysterious object, not a human being.

“hey? Are you a kid?”

cook! cook!

“Don’t play around. Where are you?”

cook! cook!

“No, no matter what you say…”

Cook! cook!

“Hey dude!!!!!!!!!!”

Damian screamed at the boy’s actions.

It was like talking to a wall.

whether people call or not. shout or not.

The boy continued to point his finger without paying attention to Damian’s words, and the boy’s behavior was so irritating that even Damian ran out of patience.

“I like you.”

“…what?”

That is until the boy who had been stabbing himself with a stretching stick spoke to him.

“Can you speak?”

“huh. I know how to speak.”

Damian opened his mouth blankly as he looked at the boy staring at him.

It felt like my mind wasn’t moving properly.

The boy who acted as if he didn’t know how to speak was not enough to talk to him in a friendly way, as if he had never been like that, and he was spinning around him, bringing out words that he couldn’t understand.

“You smell good. A familiar smell.”

“…smell?”

And Damian soon felt a surge of energy in his heart as he saw the boy sniffing his body.

Aren’t they going to stab you all the time? Aren’t you snooping around here and there?

This time, he suddenly said that his body smelled good, so Damian, who was covered in dust and grass from the battle with Kiren just before, couldn’t help but be stunned.

“I like friends.”

“My friends like me.”

“I will give you a friend too.”

“Do you want to be friends?”

“…?”

Damian scratched the back of his head at the bright boy’s eyes.

It felt like my brain was getting soft.

Ignoring it hurts my conscience. We have a long way to go to play.

Moreover, the boy’s eyes full of expectations made Damian feel a bit embarrassed.

No matter how busy it is with the launch of the main stream and the start of Yoo-min’s game, every minute and every second is busy.

I didn’t know if it would be okay to play for a while.

“Do you have any friends?”

“no! I have friends!”

“No?”

“no! I have a lot of friends!”

“Ah… was there?”

“Because it’s not!!!”

When Damian inquired, the boy shouted.

He seemed angry at not believing his words.

The boy puffed air into both cheeks and thumped the floor blushing.

Damian felt a smile form on his lips involuntarily at the sight of a boy who looked somehow cute.

“Hey! My friend!”

“friend?”

That is until the boy points to his back.