A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy

166 – Even if dirt gets into my eyes (1)

Although a truly chaotic incident occurred, it ended not long after.

Gaspard followed closely behind the Pope and immediately overpowered him. It was impressive that as soon as he was subdued, he carried it away like a piece of luggage.

“No! My freedom! My utopia! My homeland!!!”

“··· ···”

“We’ll see! I’ll definitely escape this crazy place someday! For sure!!”

I wonder if that person is really the Pope. If you use the word ‘jujiyukrim’, do you think you are from the East?

Anyway, these are the words and actions of an extremely chaotic believer. As a bonus, I think I have a rough idea of how difficult it is for the Pope.

‘The country somehow doesn’t fall.’

The Pope is that kind of person, but the country is doing well. This is so amazing.

In particular, since the Pope is his supreme leader, he must play the role of his face madam. But he is committing such eccentric acts.

I wondered if the Pope behaved like that during diplomacy, but he didn’t bother to ask. There is no point in asking about this in detail.

‘If diplomacy had been conducted that way, it would have been ruined long ago, right?’

Or, as a believer in chaos, he may be doing his job well. I just don’t want to do it.

Anyway, even if there was a brief commotion, our steps did not stop. The first place we headed to was the Temple of Gaia.

“No one here serves Gaia, right?”

“Yes. There is no one.”

“Okay. First, let me briefly explain the temple…”

Lize explained about the Gaia Temple and the Gulag Temple on the way.

He lived much longer than me and had a lot of experience, so he boasted of extensive knowledge.

“In particular, each temple has its own characteristics. Gaia’s temple is wide, and Gulag’s temple is tall. Both were built in the distant past and still maintain their form.”

As Rize explained, Gaia’s temple was reminiscent of an ancient Greek temple.

Usually a cathedral, temple, temple, etc. A building that worships a god is called a temple, but its general form is that of ancient Greece.

Therefore, its grandeur was indescribable, but uniquely, in terms of height, it was not that high.

“Is there anyone you would like to pray for?”

“Do the gods answer when you pray?”

“That’s not true. God is just watching.”

There will be no separate prayers. There are no Gaia believers among us, so why bother? That’s what I thought.

This is the same for me. Maybe it was because of the dream I just had, but I felt a little uncomfortable.

If possible, I want to pour out double insults while praying.

‘······Shall we?’

The response to Gulag was really delicious, but I wonder what Gaia is like.

I asked Rize a favor as I entered the temple. I want to pray once, but is it possible?

Rize’s eyes widened slightly for a moment, and she grinned and readily accepted.

“Of course, sister?”

“Yes, saint.”

When Rize calls out to believers in Gaia, she is a woman who answers immediately.

Seeing that believers of other religions were also referred to as brothers and sisters, it seemed that all religious figures were treated as brothers and sisters.

“Could you give this person a cauldron?”

“As the saint said.”

“Thank you, sister.”

Soon, a Gaia believer came with a sacred pedestal. It is not the cauldron that appears in the Olympics, but is closer to the shape of a bowl.

“Now you can kneel down and pray.”

“Yes.”

I followed Rize’s explanation and knelt down next to her. Then she put her hands together neatly and closed her eyes.

‘Hey. ‘Double b*tch.’

First of all, I started swearing. You deserve to be criticized for forcing me into this world.

‘Why did you call me here? Say.’

‘··· ···’

‘If you don’t tell me, I’ll poop here.’

Gaia did not give in to my threats(?) And did not answer until the end. This is clear when you see that the cauldron is not on fire.

Are you saying you don’t want to talk to me? I don’t know about Gulag, but Gaia doesn’t react, so it’s no fun.

Well, Gulag is related to Kara, so she must have something she can’t do anything about. Will she later become friends with Gaia’s believers?

“Um…There’s no reaction. It’s okay.”

“Ugh.”

When there was no further response, she got up from her seat. She’s a b*tch, she’s rude, and she doesn’t seem to have any intention of talking to me.

In the end, I have to solve her mystery alone. Otherwise, she would have no choice but to ask Gulag directly.

I think at least the Gulag will respond to the thunderbolt. She plans to attract aggro somehow.

“Then please work hard, sister.”

“Goodbye.”

After my prayer was over, I left the Gaia Temple. She was unimpressed as nothing happened.

Next, of course, the place we headed to was the Gulag Temple. The Gulag’s temple has a somewhat unusual appearance.

If the Temple of Gaia is closer to the ancient Greek style, the Gulag Temple seems to have been built with a tower modeled after the altar itself.

It is close to the ziggurat of the Mesopotamian civilization. However, it is taller and larger than a ziggurat.

“Wow… I feel like I’m seeing a huge altar. Did people in the old days make something like this?”

As a believer in Jinseong Gulag, Kara exclaimed in admiration as soon as she saw her temple.

The bright eyes look like an innocent child. That means he is sincere towards Gulag.

I looked around Kara as she observed her temple. Perhaps because it is a place where the god of destruction is worshiped, there are surprisingly few people.

The contrast between life and destruction is so great that it cannot be helped. However, there are not many in the Gaia Temple, but the number itself is large.

‘For the most part, there are only people who use their power.’

Regardless of gender, most people are armed. The God of Destruction has a strong aggressive side, so he has many warriors.

But does that mean the atmosphere is harsh? Absolutely not. Rather, everyone is friendly.

It feels like even drunk people become friendly when they come to the billiard room.

Everyone gave me the same expression and smiled kindly, so I felt something strange.

“Welcome to the Temple of Destruction. Is there anything I can help you with?”

It was around this time that Kara was looking around like a child visiting an amusement park. An old man approached us.

Unlike his old voice, his stocky physique is quite impressive. It is a body that has not neglected training even for a moment.

“Ah. The saint was there too. What are you doing here?”

“It’s nothing. They just said they wanted to visit the temple.”

“Is that so? Hmm…”

The old man looked carefully at our faces. Then it stopped exactly in Kara’s direction.

Since Kara is a Tatar people, there is nothing we can do about it.

“Are you of Tatar ethnicity?”

“Ah, yes. That’s right, but…”

“The Tatar people have the Gulag as their state religion, right?”

“Yes.”

“Welcome. A nobleman has arrived.”

There is no such thing as discrimination against people of Tatar ethnicity. If you just trust the gulag, you’re done.

Kara was wary at first, but her expression relaxed as she sensed the old man’s kindness. All that’s left is to tour comfortably.

The other people also looked around the temple and decided to meet separately. This is because, unlike the Gaia Temple, it is likely to take a long time.

And I, along with Kara, received guidance from the old man. Suddenly, I became concerned about Ragnarok behind me.

“Could you please tell me how Tatars are served? I know some about other countries, but I don’t know much about Tatars.”

“Well… First of all, we tend to offer sacrifices or dance. Gulag likes it very much.”

“Dancing? Are you talking about fighting?”

“No. It’s literally a dance.”

“It’s a truly unique culture.”

The old man welcomed Kara as his guest without any discrimination. He also learned about Tatar culture both privately and privately.

It was the same with Kara. He didn’t know about the method of ancestral rites, the preferred method of gulag, etc. He gained quite a bit of knowledge.

“Ah. And Gulag also gave my father a blessing. This is the ax that Sibar is wearing on his back right now.”

“I heard that story. It’s very famous even among Gulag believers.”

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“If you want, I can show you. Sivar?”

I silently handed out Ragnarok to Kara at her request. Eventually, Ragnarok passed into Kara’s hands and was delivered to the old man.

Originally, it would be normal for sparks to fly, but even the old man is a faithful believer in the gulag. There were no sparks flying or anything like that.

“It’s a weapon close to magic. I can vividly feel Gulag’s energy. However, there is also a subtle energy mixed in…”

“··· ···”

This was a bit surprising. That subtle energy probably means chaos.

At the same time, I became curious. What exactly is this old man? Kara seems to have been curious about this too.

“It may be a little late to ask now, but by any chance, what is your name?”

“Ah. I’m late in introducing this. hehehehe.”

The old man gave me back Ragnarok and laughed. On the outside, he is just as benevolent a grandfather as Rod.

Next, he bowed slightly and introduced himself in a polite tone.

“My name is Heynckes, Gulag’s faithful servant. I am the priest of this temple.”

“If a priest…Isn’t he the highest person?”

“For now, yes.”

For some reason, his appearance was unusual. The rank of priest is practically equivalent to that of ‘cardinal.’

A body that oversees everything from the most basic ancestral rites to power-level ancestral rites. In terms of faith, she may be compared to Kara.

“My name is Kara Mayer Hectorsdóttir. I am active as a warrior and shaman in Tatar.”

“Hectorsdóttir… If you are the daughter of the King of Destruction, then you are the princess of Tartar. It is an honor to meet you. Then this person…”

Heynckes’ gaze shifted to me. It is a gaze full of good will.

Since I was able to touch Ragnarok, I guess they think I am a believer in the Gulag.

This is half true since you can use thunder. But I don’t think there’s any need to explain it that far.

“Sivar. Say Sivar.”

“Shibarra… I understand. Can I ask what kind of relationship you two have?”

“Yes, yes? Well, why is that…”

Kara was quite taken aback by the unexpected question. This is a reaction she didn’t expect.

At this, Heynckes laughed with his back turned and spoke in his characteristic, knowing tone.

“That weapon is definitely something close to divine. They seem close enough to entrust such a weapon to someone else. I heard that that ax is the King of Destruction’s favorite weapon.”

“······Yes. That’s right.”

“It’s not strange that the princess has that weapon, but this man is not. Oh, you don’t have to say anything if you’re uncomfortable.”

“That…”

Kara began to look at me as she hesitated. He has a hesitating expression.

Her face is also turning slightly red, and it seems like she is embarrassed to reveal it openly.

‘We even kissed anyway.’

Should we call this a relationship that is semi-established? Instead of Kara, who was shy, I spoke confidently.

“Girlfriend.”

“Hmm?”

“Shi, Sivar?!”

“Even kisses…”

I was just about to say that I even kissed him.

Kwagwagwang!!!

Lightning fell from the dry sky.