A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy - Chapter 440



439 – Uninvited Guest (1)

The East is often referred to as a ‘mysterious region’.

It is not called a mysterious region because little is known about the East. The country itself is well known.

The East is expressed as a mysterious region because of its overwhelming abundance of ‘nature’, that is, unexplored areas, compared to the West.

Even if human civilization develops, it is infinitely shabby in front of the majesty of nature. The East, in particular, has many structures related to nature.

A waterfall that falls from a height of 1,000 meters. The world’s widest lake. A cave whose depth cannot be guessed, etc.

In this way, the East is known as a mysterious and unknown land, and at the same time, there are all kinds of rumors going around.

Among them, the most representative rumor is that there is a pseudo-religion deep in a mountain. There are only three representative religions in this world.

Gaia, goddess of life and earth.

Gulag, the god of destruction and the sky.

Finally, there is Chaos, the god of chaos, about whom little is known.

Except for these gods, most of the rest are treated as ‘pseudo-gods’ and are actually treated poorly.

In most cases, there are many elements that are religiously quite subversive and have not been conclusively ‘proven’.

Gaia and Gulag are gods who interact with their followers without a doubt, and Chaos, although eccentric, also communicates in his own unique way.

However, religions known as pseudo-religions do not have any such communication. They only hold on to their faith and move forward silently.

Perhaps because of this, pseudo-believers are often strangely strong. However, these people were labeled as ‘heretics’ and were judged.

Here, judgment mostly means death by beheading. Therefore, there are very few cases of pseudo-religions coming to light.

Except for one place. That is, a strange religious group that exists in a certain mountain range in the East.

“A humble believer sees the Almighty Heaven.”

A typical oriental style outfit. A design with a good mix of purple and black.

A seemingly neat man knelt down in a reverent manner and bowed.

He looked a bit cowardly, but there was no sign of it. Rather, he seemed to find kneeling to be a natural thing.

“Lift your face.”

A woman’s voice penetrated the man’s ear. It was a voice that touched his heartstrings while gently tickling his ears.

It was a truly lovely voice, but paradoxically, it was filled with tremendous pressure.

-Swoosh

At that command, the man slowly raised his head and looked up at the being who had given the order.

A staircase leading up into a vast space. A throne placed at the top of the stairs.

A woman sitting haughtily on the throne was looking down, resting her chin on her hand. Her expression was indifferent, befitting her haughty attitude.

In this world, there are only gods who symbolize heaven, earth, and humans. However, in the East, there existed monsters that were comparable to ‘gods’.

“Why did you want to meet me face to face?”

Black hair with a subtle purple tint. A purple robe that might feel dull.

A woman with a sharp overall impression had ‘purple’ eyes flashing.

A being worshipped by all the people of the East and towering above the heavens.

A god whose existence has been proven, unlike other unproven pseudo-religions.

Heavenly Demon

“I have news for Heaven to hear.”

“Speak.”

Cheonma nodded his head and accepted the believer’s request. His expression was still indifferent.

An expression that was almost dull, almost boring. The believer swallowed inwardly as he looked at that expression.

Just looking at her made my lips tremble and my heart pound wildly. There was no sign of it calming down.

But I held it in until the end. If I hadn’t spoken up here, my head would literally explode.

“You treat my wife like a pleasure killer. How rude.”

“!!!”

The man’s heart sank. His true feelings were read.

On the other hand, Cheonma still looked bored. It seemed like he was just going to let it go.

But it is also rude to call someone over and just sit there. Cheonma said in a bored voice.

“I wish you had said so sooner. If you don’t want to lose your neck.”

“I’m sorry, my lord. I······”

“thrice.”

“······The realm······ Yes?”

The man looked at Cheonma with a puzzled look. Cheonma was still resting his chin on his hand.

“Make sure she doesn’t repeat the same thing three times. If she doesn’t want to die.”

“Yes, yes······!”

“So, why did you want to meet me?”

This is your last chance. The man opened his mouth, trying to suppress his heart that felt like it would stop at any moment.

“I have a story that Heaven may be interested in.”

“This is her?”

Cheonma’s eyes lit up at the news that there was a story worth paying attention to.

But that was the extent of it, and the posture of resting one’s chin on one’s hand remained the same. It seemed that it was not enough to loosen up the posture.

“Yes. Heaven must know the story about the United Academy.”

“I’m not interested.”

“Of course you won’t be interested, but I’ll tell you about one of the students there.”

The man’s story continued. Rumors about a student who had flowed into the academy from the Forest of Chaos.

What incident or incident did that student commit, what rumors are circulating, what activities did he do in Tatarstan, etc.

The rumor spread all over the world, but Cheonma still showed no interest. It was more like, “What’s wrong with that?”

“The energy that student was controlling was unusual. He even controlled lightning with ease.”

“··· ···”

“It is said that they used not just any ordinary lightning, but a red lightning bolt.”

“hmm?”

He used red lightning. When Cheonma heard that, his eyes widened slightly, as if his interest was piqued.

Then, he released his chin-resting posture and slightly bent his upper body forward.

“Did you say red lightning?”

“yes.”

“I know that lightning only exists in blue.”

-Dismissed!

As he spoke, Cheonma stretched out his hand. Then, a large bolt of lightning struck his hand.

A vivid purple lightning bolt that is neither blue nor red. It is the same purple lightning bolt as the eyes of the Heavenly Horse.

“There is no one who possesses purple lightning like you, isn’t there?”

“Yes.”

“But the red lightning… is interesting.”

Interesting. Some rather dangerous words came out of Cheonma’s mouth.

The man was so surprised by her remark that he looked at her.

The bigger problem is that the corners of Cheonma’s mouth are slightly raised. Anyone who sees it can tell that he is interested.

“Is there anything else besides that?”

“Yes? Oh······There’s one more thing.”

“What is it?”

“Unlike other people, he has bright red eyes.”

“A beast-like origin with red eyes like a beast. Lastly, a red lightning bolt······”

Cheonma tapped his fingers on the armrest of the throne as if he was organizing his thoughts. The man waited quietly for an answer.

Soon, Cheonma’s fingers stopped as she gathered all her thoughts. At the same time, a bright smile appeared on her lips.

“This is great, I was bored.”

“yes?”

“Did you say it was an integrated learning center?”

“Yes, that’s right. I will take it…”

“No. Okay.”

Cheonma slowly stood up from the throne. Just standing up gave off an aura of intimidation, like Mount Tai standing tall.

In fact, if we were to judge by her power alone, it would be no different from a natural disaster walking around.

“It’s going to be a long-awaited night out.”

“Oh my heavens! Not yet······!”

The man didn’t finish his words. It wasn’t that his head exploded because he went against Cheonma’s words.

It just disappeared. The presence of the Heavenly Horse that had been standing in front of the throne just a moment ago disappeared without a trace.

“··· ···”

The man looked at it and thought.

‘It’s fucked.’

Said.

*****

The parent observation ended smoothly without any incidents or accidents. No unexpected situations occurred.

But that doesn’t mean all classes are over. The practical part is over, but the final exam remains.

Once the final exams are over, the vacation season, when both students and professors can be happy, is approaching.

That’s why both professors and students did their best on the final exam. The problem arose here.

Among those students was the Academy’s biggest troublemaker, Shivar. In particular, Shivar had been in a good mood recently.

What this means is that Shivar’s mischief has reached its peak. A walking natural disaster has appeared.

To put it roughly in Shivar’s terms, it was something like ‘No one can stop me lol.’

“Hmm~ Hmm~”

Marlboro leisurely sipped his coffee and looked at the broadcast screen. On the outside, he looked very happy.

But the other professors were not like that. They all looked dispirited or had a sullen expression. Their expressions were far from joy.

That’s understandable, because watching the scene being broadcast on the relay screen was absolutely impossible.

[Eww!]

[Rice, the wall! I broke through the wall with my bare body! That crazy b*stard!]

[Stop it! Stop it! Somehow… Euaaah!]

The scene shown on the screen could be seen as the very picture of ‘Abiguihwan’.

The theme of the final exam is ‘tag’. It is a test where the tagger changes at regular intervals and the players take turns attacking and defending.

There is also a separate space where the thief can escape. To invade that space, the thief must open the door.

There were various conditions required to open the door, and among them, opening it ‘by force’ was impossible.

But who is Shivar? Isn’t he a student who always boasts extraordinary abilities to the point of creating exceptional situations?

[Open the door and come in, you crazy b*stard!]

[Where is that thing that broke through the wall next to it?!]

[Gyaaah!]

Instead of breaking through the door, they broke through the wall next to it and entered the shelter. It was only natural that the shelter was in chaos.

It was as if the enemy had forced their way into a place where refugees were. If this had been a real battle, the refugees would have been slaughtered.

Marlboro calmly stared at the horrible(?) disaster and took a sip of coffee. Now he looked at his face, not relaxed but liberated.

“Thanks to you, we now have one more teaching aid. It is prohibited to enter through walls, including doors.”

“··· ···”

“And this. Record this separately. It can be used to explain why you need to guard the shelter during wartime.”

The Academy was peaceful today.

maybe.