A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy

61 – Night in the Forest (3)

The conversation in the middle of the night went on for quite a while. Kara was also a Tatar, so she was very talkative.

The so-called chatterbox. Even during sparring, they brought up various stories because they are a chatty people.

He even told me the reason, but since there is not much to do in Tartar due to the nature of the terrain, you have to talk a lot.

Even if you meet people you don’t know, they’ll talk nonchalantly about this and that. This is why the Tatar people have a strong affinity.

“Anyway, as long as you say you’re a barbarian. Well, this is something we brought on ourselves, so we can just ignore it. Instead, I hope it doesn’t happen to ordinary people, that’s what I mean.”

“Yes.”

“I came to the academy to change that perception, but it wasn’t easy. I laughed and talked to you in front of you, but then you cursed at me as a savage from behind. Now there are times when you curse at me openly, so it was hard to bear. I don’t want to use my hands as much as possible.”

Kara, like the Tatar people, prefers to solve the problem by force. But that doesn’t mean the use of force is unconditional.

The academy just induced it to be made that way. Hold on, it exploded properly.

“Sivar. If you don’t know anything else, don’t gossip. If you have a complaint, you’d better stand up and talk about it. Talking behind your back is a betrayal of that person, okay?”

“Yes.”

Kara, like me, went through a period of adaptation and became a freshman. As I said before, she entered the academy two years ago.

At that time, there were some people who slowly adjusted to each other and made friends, but after hearing that person gossip, distrust began.

Originally, gossip is bound to give a tremendous sense of betrayal. And the Tatar people, including Kara, hate betrayal.

It’s an environment where life comes and goes whenever you have a chance, but life ends the moment you betray. It is for this reason that he is thorough in calculating money.

‘If you get caught talking about Kara behind your back in the game, you’ll be hit immediately.’

It is meaningless no matter how much you raise your affinity level to the end. The moment I get caught talking behind my back, I shoot the hell out of it.

No matter what I do after that, I can’t raise my liking. From then on, the relationship with Kara ended.

‘This conversation also happens when the affinity level is high.’

This is why I was surprised. I said that I’m really glad that I’m a friend.

This is a word that only comes out when Kara’s favorability level has reached a high level. In other words, it means that Kara has a high affinity for me.

The same goes for ongoing conversations. Tell me how bad betrayal is, including gossip, or tell me not to do it.

Originally, it is difficult to raise Kara’s favorability rating. She has a kind of prejudice, just like everyone else has a prejudice.

Civilized people are rude. However, I was far from civilized people, so I had no prejudice and seemed to be naturally friendly.

Brush-

Suddenly, a sound came from the side of the tent. Kara and I looked back at the same time.

Grace and Yeonju Lee are still sleeping soundly. When was the time when I grumbled that I couldn’t sleep on a hard floor?

‘Did I wake up in the middle?’

Both Grace and Lee Yeon-ju are awake. I don’t know if it’s because the bed is uncomfortable, or if he woke up after hearing our conversation.

Lee Yeon-joo is an assassin with excellent skills, so I can understand her because she tends to react sensitively to small sounds.

But I don’t know why Grace woke up. He’s pretending to be asleep, but I’m caught.

When surviving in the forest, it was not difficult to tell them apart, as some individuals sometimes pretended to be dead.

It was around the time when I questioned where did they hear our story.

“······But you’re staying on watch alone?”

“Yes.”

“I can’t believe I left it all up to you, did I?”

Kara looked at the two of them and asked me a question. The slight narrowing of the forehead is a slightly dissatisfied look.

I immediately shook my head. It is a body that cannot even sleep properly because of wild instincts anyway.

So I decided to keep the night watch by myself. Besides, Grace won’t be able to stay upright at night.

‘He decided to take the lead and stand in the middle.’

I’m sure I’ll doze off and sleep soundly until morning. Wasn’t it the same in Soul World and was disgraced?

In that case, it would be much better for me to stay vigil from start to finish.

“Then why? Isn’t it hard for you to stand alone?”

“Familiar.”

“Familiar? Ah…”

Kara realized something when she said she was used to it. In the wild, you risk your life just by sleeping.

Because of this, they respond by taking a long, light sleep, or using their own unique methods.

I saw in the book that some individuals sleep while standing, while others sleep with only half of the brain alternately.

I tend to take a long, light sleep like a normal animal. So, if there is a stimulus in the middle, it happens right away.

‘When was the last time you slept soundly?’

I don’t think I’ve ever slept soundly except when I passed out. Damn wild instincts.

Fortunately, I wasn’t tired or anything like that. The unusually fast recovery speed may also have played a part.

Tadak! Tadak!

I threw firewood into a bonfire that was slowly going out. Then, without turning his head, he asked Kara a question.

“You?”

“Huh? Me?”

“Aren’t you sleeping?”

This is a polite question. Kara said she would not be able to sleep peacefully because she was always close to a eater.

She answered with a smile as if she realized the intention of my question.

“Okay. How am I going to sleep without you? Just chatting until morning.”

“Yes.”

“By the way, do you know how to be considerate now? I’ll just do it like now.”

Kara naturally pinches my cheek while saying that. I stayed still without resisting.

I don’t hate light skinship with a close person, even if it’s someone else. Rather, I prefer it.

Since I’ve been living alone in the wild, I tend to do that. I can only think of it as an instinct.

“Does Shivar know what a desert is? What a desert is like, the whole environment is made of sand…”

“Yes.”

“You don’t know how annoying it can be when there’s a sandstorm every now and then. Oh, this is what I was with my father…”

Still, there are still many words. There was a metaphor that sometimes the ear bleeds, but I think I know what it means.

Kara talked a lot, but it was too much. Even when I answered roughly, her mouth didn’t stop.

From dawn to morning. It was true that time flies when you are with someone who talks a lot.

“Ugh… I’m tired…”

“Me too…”

The next morning.

Grace and Lee Yeon-ju stood up with their faces on the brink of death.

Both of them looked like they were not sleeping properly. Whoever sees you will know that you are on vigil.

“Why are you guys like that? Didn’t you sleep yesterday?”

“You slept well… No, before that, Kara-san, why are you here…?”

“I just happened to know you were here. You’re not going to fight, are you?”

“Yes… I don’t even have the strength to fight…”

Surely Kara joined the team.

******

I couldn’t sleep at all. It was one of the main causes of Grace’s fatigue.

Leaving aside the fact that the floor was hard, I had no choice but to break down in the middle as the environment changed drastically.

Every time he checks to see if Shibar is keeping his watch, and after checking, he goes back to sleep feeling relieved.

But even that repetition stopped after a while. It was because he overheard Kara breaking in and talking to Sivar in the middle.

‘Friend… That’s right, right?’

Grace shook her head as she put the leftover smoked wild boar dish in her mouth from yesterday.

When you turn your head, Shivar and Kara are putting something in their mouths. It was none other than a snake.

Isn’t it like bringing a snake from somewhere, skinning it, and roasting it over an open fire?

Just looking at it made me feel sick to my stomach, but the two of them are enjoying their meal.

“Most of the snakes in my hometown were very poisonous and dangerous. Has Sivar ever been poisoned?”

“A lot. Pain.”

“Yes. It hurts a lot. I was poisoned too, and barely survived.”

We even communicate well with each other. If you look at that alone, it’s not inferior to being a ‘friend’.

But Grace had a different idea. He naturally overheard their conversation while sleeping last night.

Most of them were filled with Kara’s chatter, and Sivar only answered intermittently, but the key was one.

‘Is that really your friend?’

The relationship between Shibar and Kara was stronger than expected. Even though it was practice, there was no sense of vigilance between the two.

If you are not close to each other, you will never see each other. Watch them chew, bite, and enjoy their snake meat affectionately.

From the outside, they looked like ordinary friends, but when you think about what you saw at dawn, it’s different.

‘Men and women don’t pinch each other’s cheeks or anything like that. It may be a Tatar culture, but…’

I got up in the middle and watched a lot. One of the reasons why I couldn’t sleep because I was worried that I would be found out.

Most of the time, it’s a form where Kara starts a joke first and Shibar accepts it. There was also skinship, such as pinching or touching the cheeks.

For Grace, who had written numerous novels at one time, it was inevitable that the relationship would be more than just friends.

Sivar doesn’t seem to have much of an idea, but Kara clearly expresses her liking.

‘A friend…’

Grace nibbled at the smoked wild boar meat she was starting to get sick of. I couldn’t even taste it properly because I was tired.

‘It’s a bit… I’m envious.’

Savages and Wilds. It’s an oddly well-matched combination.

Moreover, unlike Kara, who is despised because she is a savage, she is polite and has a good personality.

Contrary to rumors, they do not use violence unless they are touched first. According to a separate investigation, the other side provoked first.

‘It’s hard to make friends at the academy. Even more so in my case.’

A long time ago, the academy was filled with fierce competition.

Each country and each family sent talented people to raise their status, and Grace was in line with this.

So I can’t make friends. In particular, Grace is a young lady from a ducal family.

It is said that status is making human relationships hard. Here, Grace’s fierce appearance also played a part.

Due to her resemblance to her father, she is misunderstood even if she approaches her kindly first.

Moreover, since the background is also the background, most of the times the other side bends over and enters.

I wanted to clear up the misunderstanding somehow, but it’s not uncommon for all of them to be blocked.

If you just say something, it’s a misunderstanding, and misunderstandings will be bought up, so this side will get tired too.

‘······What am I thinking? Come to your senses.’

Grace felt depressed for a moment, but hurriedly came to her senses. This is United Academy.

You shouldn’t even dream of a story like a novel. Furthermore, the ‘fairy tale’ that I had in mind was even more so.

Thoroughly separate reality and ideals. It’s a saying his father always used to say.

‘Mr. Sivar will become the same when he gets used to civilization and knows his identity. No way.’

Seeing her getting close to Kara, she sometimes thought of her differently, but reality is reality. Grace judged so.

For now, let’s focus on practice. Didn’t he originally decide to get closer to Sivar step by step through practice?

There was a huge wall called status, but if you look at Kara, she is a princess of Tartar.

It is enough to advance little by little. As you progress little by little, you will find friends…

“No. No. No. What are you thinking…”

“?”

Grace muttered to herself as she shook her head. Lee Yeon-ju, who saw it from the side, looked at it strangely.

In the meantime, Grace corrected herself. Even if you have someone who can be called a ‘friend’, it will be difficult to have a relationship to the extent of pouring your heart out.

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‘Yes. Friends would be fine.’

She comforts herself so she struggles with her.

Then she murmured softly in a bittersweet voice.

‘It won’t be until the article…’

She denied the innocence of a child that she harbored in her heart for a while.