novelraw Chapter 139 : How Does the Groundwater Taste (2)
Chapter 139 : How Does the Groundwater Taste (2)
The scene outside the world was the same as before.
A dreary world with only sand in all directions.
People were dying because they couldn't drink even a single drop of water.
Braha looked up at the sky. The intense sunlight was shining down.
"It's the same."
Hundreds of years had passed, but the outside of the palace was still hell.
The guide's party was entering the village over there.
Braha also walked the path.
People look at him.
Just then, a person collapses with a thud. People watch the scene with pity. It was a familiar sight. It was also the reason why Braha had not left the castle.
Because he couldn't change it. That's why he chose and focused.
He did his best in what he could do. Instead, he completely turned off his attention to what he couldn't do.
The current matter was something he couldn't do.
Creating water in a place where there is no water.
That was impossible even for him, who was called a god.
The despair in the eyes of the people looking at the fallen person.
And the fear that someday he would become like that person.
A curse that had been rooted in Tianzhu for a long time.
All Braha could do now was to relieve the pain more quickly. Braha approached the fallen person.
"Amitabha."
He couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name.
His lips were cracked like a dry tree, and his skin looked as if it would crumble like autumn leaves if touched.
"May you be liberated from your suffering."
Braha offered his last prayer and then raised his internal energy. To make his last journey comfortable.
Pop!
Just then, something broke through the ground. When he first saw the smooth head, he thought it was a worm. But it was a little big for a worm.
It was a snake.
"Shasha?"
A snake tilting its head at him.
Such a snake's body was strangely moist.
The snake raises its tail towards him. Braha couldn't understand what the snake was doing.
"Shasha?"
When he stood still, the snake soon lost interest in him. Such a snake went back into the ground, and then came out again a moment later.
Surprisingly, the snake's size was twice as large as before. And the snake opened its mouth wide towards the dying person.
Two sharp fangs were clearly visible!
Braha, seeing that, quickly tried to kill the snake.
A snake is a cunning creature. No matter how harmless it may seem on the outside, it is a poisonous creature that carries poison.
Such a Braha's eyes widened.
Gush!
What came out of the snake's mouth was water.
"Cough, cough!"
The dying person coughs and regains consciousness.
"Shasha!"
The snake, which had returned to its original size, raises its tail again. Braha instinctively extended his hand.
The snake made its tail slap against Braha's palm.
Murmur, murmur.
And a commotion was heard from the surroundings.
Braha raised his head. The eyes of those who had only been sending gazes of despair until just now were filled with life.
They were looking at him, or more precisely, at the snake in front of him.
It was the same for Braha.
Braha instinctively grabbed the snake carefully and lifted it above his head.
The snake showed off itself and raised its tail high.
"Shasha!"
The people all prayed to the snake at once.
A miracle had happened.
Bubble, bubble.
Water was rising from the hole where the snake had come out.
* * *
We were now guided to the village chief's house.
"You're guests, but this is all I have to offer."
What the village chief brought out was a strange gray food.
The Mad Demon, without even knowing what it was, put it straight into his mouth.
"It's delicious!"
"Hehe. I'm glad it suits your taste. It's dried lizard tail."
I thought I was right not to eat it. By the way, I don't know where this guy Baek-ah went. He had slipped down from my wrist earlier and had been invisible since then.
Since he was a guy who would suddenly disappear and then reappear, I just let it be and didn't pay attention.
Fatima told the village chief the purpose of her visit.
"Weren't there tombstones behind this place?"
"Ah, you mean those. I left them as they were."
"Can I just pay my respects at the tombstones and leave the village? They are my acquaintances."
"Aren't you the owner of this place? Do as you please."
"Yes, thank you. And are you all going to live in this village for good?"
"We no longer have the strength to wander. It was a stroke of luck that we found this place. If you'll allow it, we'd like to stay here for good."
"You don't need my permission. I abandoned the village. And..."
Fatima swallowed her next words.
'You'll find out that this is not a place to live.'
The reason they had settled here was probably because of the buildings that were here and there.
In the barren desert, just having a roof to block the sun was like a blessing.
But Fatima knew that they would soon realize that this village had no future and would leave.
There are three things a person needs to live.
Food, clothing, and shelter.
Even if they managed to solve clothing and shelter, food would eventually hold them back.
Because that's what the desert is like.
Fatima got up and headed to the tombstones behind the house.
She had promised herself that when she returned here, unlike in the past, she would bring enough food and water to eat all night long.
In the end, she had come empty-handed.
Fatima smiled pitifully in front of the tombstones.
If she closed her eyes, their images were still vivid.
Although it was shameless, Fatima said.
"I'm back."
Just then, a noisy commotion was heard from outside.
A person rushed into the village chief's house. It was one of the few young men in the village.
"Village chief!"
The village chief, who heard the urgent voice, had a heavy expression even without hearing the rest of the words. Because it was always the same reason when the villagers looked for him.
'Has someone else died?'
"Yes, who is it this time?"
"Mr. Jang...!"
"Hah!"
-Let's just hold on a little longer!
-Everyone, don't lose hope!
-We can do it! We can surely live happily!
-So! Let's not give up!
-There will surely be a place where water comes out!
The village chief looked up at the sky.
The damn sun was shining down on the sky.
"Mr. Jang is alive! No! A miracle has happened now!"
"What?"
"Hehe! A miracle has happened!"
The young man was just laughing foolishly. Tears were streaming down such a young man's eyes endlessly.
"Alright."
Seeing the young man's strange behavior, the village chief maintained his composure.
"Yes! Please come quickly!"
Because the village chief knew.
That what that young man had seen was a lie.
Seeing the death of Mr. Jang, the spiritual pillar of the village, he must have finally lost his sanity.
What the young man was talking about now must be a mirage.
He was a village chief who had lived his entire life in the desert.
Symptoms like the young man's were common.
With a pitiful heart, the village chief went outside.
And the village chief stared blankly at the scene in front of him with surprised eyes.
"T-This is."
There was an outsider.
That outsider was holding a white snake high and shouting.
"Amitabha!"
The people repeated his shout.
"Amitabha!"
Among them was Mr. Jang, whose condition had recently worsened rapidly.
Mr. Jang was shouting more fervently than anyone else.
"Amitabha!"
The snake said.
"Shasha!"
* * *
I was now seriously contemplating how to become one with the floor better.
Fatima had left somewhere alone, and the Sword Demoness had followed such a Fatima. And the Mad Demon was now lying next to me.
"Captain! What kind of training is this?"
"A training to communicate with the world and myself."
"Ooooh!"
I gave the Mad Demon a vague answer. Because if I didn't, it was obvious that he would bother me all day long.
This was the way to use the Mad Demon.
Wince.
Even though I was resting comfortably, my brow naturally furrowed.
I had been trying to ignore it since a while ago, but there was a symptom that was bothering me.
This symptom had been appearing from time to time since the fight with that guy, whether it was Braha or Braja.
What should I call this, a kind of thought?
That guy Baek-ah, it seemed he was having a lot of fun right now.
-Joy!
-Excitement!
-Praise!
-Happiness!
-Mating!
These thoughts kept flowing into my head.
What on earth is he doing?
For the record, I wasn't curious.
Because what I had to do now was to feel a sense of unity with the floor to the best of my ability.
Because a moment later, we had to leave the village again.
The reason we had stopped here was because Fatima had insisted that she must say her goodbyes. And she had also said that it wouldn't take that long.
In fact, the goodbye was not that long.
I could feel Fatima and the Sword Demoness getting up in my qi sense.
'Is the rest over?'
I'll have to walk on the boring sand again for a while.
Well, it couldn't be helped. If I wanted to go back to the Central Plains. Above all, I was also worried about the affairs of the Central Plains.
Since the Sword Empress and the Rakshasa Divine Maiden were there, the worst case scenario wouldn't happen, but carelessness was always forbidden.
Thinking about that, I thought that maybe I should have killed Braha.
If those many people hadn't stopped me at that time, I would have definitely killed Braha.
Fatima and the Sword Demoness returned.
"Are you done with your goodbyes?"
"Yes."
The short rest was over.
We came out to leave the village.
In the place that looked like a square, people who had not been there before were gathered and doing strange things.
"Don't tell me this was some kind of cult gathering place?"
The eyes of the people, who had seemed to have lost their will to live until just now, were blazing with the will to live.
They were now constantly praying to Baek-ah.
And among them was the village chief, who had been with us until just now.
Baek-ah, who had spotted me, came straight to me.
The people's gazes all turned to me at once.
And then, they started praying to me.
"W-What!"
I suddenly felt like I had become the leader of a cult.
"Oh! O master of the divine messenger!"
"That person is the master of the divine object!"
Anyone could see that this situation was not normal.
There was only one person who would do such a thing in this place.
'He must have used something similar to black magic.'
That guy is a member of the Chaotic Heavenly Society.
I should have killed him then.
I said to Braha.
"Return the people to their original state. Otherwise, I will kill you."
I raised my hand with killing intent.
Braha stood still with his back turned, without any defense.
It seemed he had given up on himself after his last desperate struggle.
As expected, he must have controlled the people with some kind of black magic then.
If the source of the black magic dies, they will return to their original state.
I extended my hand as it was.
"It's the first time."
I stopped my hand on the way and decided to listen to the guy's last words. Just in case he might tell me some information about the Chaotic Heavenly Society.
Because people tend to tell secrets before they die.
"What is it?"
"Since him, it's the first time I've seen a miracle!"
Braha turned around and knelt down to me.
"Are you a god?"
"What are you talking about?"
At that moment, gush! Water shot up from the ground into the sky.
(End of Chapter)