A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy

168 – Even if dirt gets into my eyes (3)

In this world, the level of an object can be judged according to the color of magical power.

General people are blue, and those who have realized the laws of heaven, like Regena Lord, are navy blue.

In addition, there are ‘divine beasts’ such as nine-tailed foxes and dragons, ‘spirits’ that have existed since ancient times, etc.

They are very strong beings as they belong to the level just below the purple color, which is the symbol of God.

Not only does he manipulate space freely, but he also shows off abilities that go beyond common sense.

However, among these, those who are called ‘divine spirits’ or ‘apostles’ are the strongest among the sodomites.

It is only natural that they are strong people who guard the side of God.

“I’m sure it’s unfair to you too. My child confessed first and got hit by lightning.”

“··· ···”

“But what can I do? They say I don’t like you. In fact, I don’t like you either. It’s more about other aspects than your personality. You know that well, right?”

And that person is tapping my shoulder and ‘persuading’ me.

I emphasize again that it is not a fight, but ‘persuasion.’ They were sitting side by side on the altar and talking to me.

Originally, it seemed like there was going to be a fight at any moment. The energy of the suddenly summoned divine spirit was strong.

But the spirit did not do that at all. He tapped me with his hand as if telling me to sit next to him, and the consultation continued like that.

This is not the only thing. Kara was also sitting next to me, listening to advice that was not advice from the spirit.

“I…”

“Hmm? Is there anything you want to say?”

“That’s not it… I don’t know your name…”

It seemed like they were going to fight at any moment, but as the consultation continued, they didn’t even make a proper statement.

Kara was swept away by the atmosphere and just sat down on the altar. Heynckes was temporarily taken down from the top.

“Oh, by the way, did you say my name?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“The name is Rijkaard. Is it easy to memorize?”

Reichardt smiled and answered. It’s a smile that looks somewhat naive.

But the appearance is not like that at all. He is almost the size of a bear and even has a beard, making him look like a manly man.

In reality, Rijkaard is a being with tremendous strength. In particular, he will use lightning more freely than anyone else.

“If it’s Rijkaard… Could it be the Thunderlord?”

“It’s been a while since I heard this. Do you know me?”

“Of course I know. I’ve seen it in books. He was the first among humans to use lightning.”

Kara’s eyes sparkled when she learned her name. Rijkaard just smiled happily.

As you can see from the title Thunderlord, he was once a king. A king who contributed greatly to establishing civilization.

He built a nation with the mighty power of a thunderbolt, and the nation soon prospered into a very powerful nation.

That country is the Granada Empire. This is why the Granada Empire made the Gulag its state religion.

“Anyway, let’s talk again. I noticed that there were a lot of other women around you, right? It’s going to be hard to look after you right now, but can you handle it?”

“··· ···”

Going back to the main topic, Rijkaard spoke to me. It’s a sound that pricks my conscience a little.

The reason why I can’t refute anything he said so far is because they are all facts. It’s not like I was threatened or anything like that.

If he had been threatened or heard a sophistry, he would have immediately refuted it. However, Rijkaard was once a king who founded a civilization, and his speaking skills were no joke.

‘When this man lived, didn’t his fists speak louder than his words?’

Suddenly, such a thought occurred to me. The exterior looks like it’s going to be up for grabs right away, but it was an extremely common sense move.

It looks like he won’t be able to solve it with his fists, so he’s trying to solve it slowly with words. Perhaps the Gulag knew about this and sent a spokesperson.

“Let’s be honest. You’re going to get involved with him later, right?”

“······?”

“Um, monarch over there? As far as that…!”

Kara was greatly embarrassed by the somewhat straightforward story. I, too, was quite embarrassed.

But Rijkaard remained steadfast. He continued speaking without hesitation.

“You’re not planning on running away after doing that, are you? If you become a man, you should definitely take responsibility. You’re not just using our child for fun, are you? If that’s the case, I’ll stop you.”

“No.”

“Then that’s a good thing. But think carefully. From the moment love becomes lingering, not only you but everyone will suffer.”

This is heartfelt advice. In fact, it is highly likely that this will happen in the distant future.

When I solve all the stories and return to Earth, will I be able to leave without any regrets?

Of course, there is no guarantee that the gods will return me to my original state. But I will struggle to get back somehow.

I don’t know what my relationship with Kara and others will be like until then, but it was clear that it would remain as a regret.

‘No. Even if you hadn’t called me here before, this four months wouldn’t have happened.’

What kind of scene is this? Rijkaard is right, but the fundamental cause is the gods.

If they hadn’t sent me here, I would have been living an ordinary life.

But I really don’t know the reason. There must be a reason why you called me here.

“Over there.”

“Hmm? Tell me.”

“Why am I here?”

So I asked outright. She didn’t mind if Kara was next to her.

She would have come up with a different interpretation anyway. Rijkaard is an apostle of God, so he must know.

Reichardt seemed to think for a moment after hearing my question, then opened his mouth.

“I can’t tell you now. But I will tell you that there is a reason.”

“Has your conscience exploded?”

“What?”

“Ask the gulag.”

As expected, he is a god that you cannot like even if you want to like him. The same goes for Gaia, who keeps her mouth shut and stays still.

Chaos… Let’s just move on. There must be another reason why you chose me as a believer.

Meanwhile, Rijkaard scratched his head and looked up at the sky. It looks like they are having a conversation with the gulag.

Afterwards, he lowered his head again, looked at me, and spoke in his characteristic low, deep voice.

“You said it wasn’t the direction you wanted.”

“Really?”

I was worried. So then the person who was angry in the dream was Gulag, not Gaia?

Maybe Gulag is planning a build-up. So that I don’t have regrets.

When I think about it that way, I can understand it a little bit. Of course, regardless of that, the frustration is the same.

“Excuse me?”

“Hmm?”

It was a time when my head started hurting due to the situation being so complicated and twisted like a skein of thread. A familiar voice pierced my ears.

When I turned my head, I saw Rize, who I had no idea when she came up, standing proudly in front of us.

Heynckes and other people are gathered behind us. It seems they came here after hearing the commotion.

“May I ask what we were talking about? Apostle of the Gulag.”

As expected, it is Rizeda. As she reached the level of sodomy, she also penetrated Rijkaard’s true identity at once.

Rize is actually a position worthy of being an ‘apostle’. Not only did Chaos choose him directly, but if you only count his skills.

He is not in a divine state because he has not ascended to heaven, but it is clear that he is as strong as Rijkaard.

“You’re an apostle of Chaos. It’s not much of a story. I was just advising you not to get too close to my child.”

Reichardt’s tone became stiffer than before. There is an implicit sense of caution.

When dealing with me, the tone was to gently appease her, but this is not Rize. I felt quite alert.

“Was it really advice? Not a threat?”

“It’s not a threat. It’s real advice.”

I sensed that there was a thorn in Rize’s words and hurriedly stopped her. In fact, Rijkaard tried to persuade me verbally.

More than anything, if these two fight here, there will be no one left around them. There is a high possibility that the temple will be completely destroyed.

Reichardt looked at Rize quietly and then came down from the altar where he was sitting. It’s so big that you almost have to look up at it.

Jerbuk- Jerbuk-

Soon, Rijkaard stands in front of Rize. Since Rize was in saint form and not in castle form, the size difference was obvious.

Boom!

Ah. I will correct it. Now, the eye level of the two has become the same.

If Rize has muscles that look like they were carved out of stone, Rijkaard has a body type that is closer to that of a muscular pig.

That feeling of intimidation is no joke. I grabbed Kara’s hand as I felt like I was going to fight at any moment.

“Kara. Let’s go back.”

“Uh, yes.”

She also seemed quite scared and held my hand. After that, we moved at a brisk pace.

The place we moved to was behind Rize. How wide are the shoulders enough for the two of us to hide?

At the same time, it is reassuring. Putting everything else aside, there was no place more powerful than Rize’s back.

“I didn’t come here to fight. I came here to convince that guy. If I linger, it will hurt both of us.”

“There is nothing more foolish than giving up on the present for an opaque future. If you don’t make any effort, you can’t shape your destiny.”

“That’s true. But what if that fate is decided? You have a rough guess as to who that guy is.”

Then Rijkaard glanced behind Rize. Me and Kara were behind her, but she didn’t see us.

Even later than that. I mean, where other people are.

“It’s the same with him. You know what I’m talking about, right?”

“I don’t know. I’m not a divine spirit like Rijkaard.”

“I never told you my name, but you know it. You still don’t know my name?”

“··· ···”

Lize did not reply separately. And usually silence replaces positivity.

“It’s okay. If I can’t persuade you, I have no choice but to force you to drop it.”

“You can’t do that. Don’t decide the fate of Brother Sivar carelessly.”

“Huh, indeed…”

Rijkaard scratched his head as if he was troubled. He then sighed and spoke in an annoyed voice.

“I didn’t come here to fight.”

Cheezy!

At the same time, a faint spark flew from Rijkaard’s hand. A thunderbolt of indigo blue, darker than blue.

But Rize was no slouch either. As soon as she saw her spark fly, she clenched her fist and slowly raised it.

At the same time, Rize’s pure white hair floated, and the dirt and stone fragments on her floor also floated.

Normally, you should be very nervous, but I felt strangely relieved. Was it so reassuring to know that there was someone who only cared about me?

“Even if dirt gets in my eyes.”

“··· ···”

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“You will not harm Brother Sivar.”

Exciting! Exciting!

As soon as she heard those words, her heart started pounding. It feels like liking someone as a person works more strongly than liking someone as a person of the opposite s*x.

How can there be such a wonderful person? Even though he sometimes goes crazy, he is charming as a human being.

And I was puzzled. What on earth does Rize see in me that makes her want to come forward?

I don’t know what’s inside, but I think I know that he’s a wonderful person.

“······Ugh. That’s it. Do whatever you want.”

It was Rijkaard who retreated first. He slyly raised his hands in surrender.

As soon as he seemed to be retreating, Rize slowly lowered his clenched fist. Fortunately, the situation seems to be calming down.

“I can trust you. Instead, let me ask you one thing. Can you take responsibility?”

“Of course.”

“Those words. You must keep them. And then you.”

Reichardt looked behind Rize and called me. I’m pretty sure it’s me and not Kara.

“Me, me?”

“Okay. You come here for a moment. I don’t mean to hit you, so come here.”

I watched and slowly moved. Meanwhile, Rize returned to her saintly form.

Tuck!

As I approached the side, Rijkaard bent down and put his arm around his shoulder.

It was just a simple shoulder shake, but it felt like a huge rock was pressing down on me.

“As I’ve mentioned constantly, that child is not only loved by me but also by God. So, if you make her shed tears… You know? It’s chaos and I will explode your head myself.”

“Ugh, yes!”

“Okay. And don’t do anything embarrassing in the temple or at the altar. How would you feel if you saw your daughter making love with her boyfriend right in front of you? Do you know what I mean?”

I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I answered that I would understand. Otherwise I felt like my head would explode.

“And what happens at night…Is on the condition that you shake off your regrets. Do you understand? This is not me, but Gulag-nim personally accepted it.”

“Yes…”

“Okay. You don’t know anything else, but you listen well, so you’ll be fine. Lastly…”

Rijkaard put a lot of force into the arm that was clasped around his shoulder. Naturally, my head and his head became closer.

Just when I wondered if he was going to threaten me again, he spoke in a whisper.

“Don’t trust Gaia.”

It was advice I could not understand at all.