A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy - Chapter 27

Chapter 27 – Humiliation (3)

After being mocked by Porori, I was able to make up my mind.

Let’s quickly regain our language first. Although I don’t like it, let’s start by having a conversation with the gods.

However, to have a direct conversation with the gods, it is necessary to maximize our faith.

If not, we have no choice but to go directly to the ‘shrine’. The problem is that the shrine is in another country.

For now, the only option is to attend church and pray or offer daily sacrifices like Porori.

‘But did the language go bad because of faith?’

Porori became a spirit by offering sacrifices for 100 days. On the other hand, I’ve lost my language.

T h is w as co p ied fr o m k ing m tl. or g
Considering that I was cursing at the sky, it is a plausible hypothesis.

‘I wonder why reality reflects this.’

In the Soul World, faith is similar to magic. It offers buffs just like magic does when you speak.

Additionally, you can do fun things by inputting separate macros.

For example, you need to speak long sentences to put a buff on someone.

However, as your faith grows, the length of your sentences becomes shorter, and if you add macros, the results are impressive.

‘Did they say that they give everything with the word ‘water’?’

I recall that there was something combined with ‘water’, one of the legends.
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That might mean that the gods value language highly. The more I think about it, the more credible it seems.

‘Let’s start with language first.’

Even Porori couldn’t write. He can only speak, he’s illiterate

The script of this world, especially the common language, is extremely complicated. If this is the case with the common language, how much harder would other languages be?

This weekend, I’ve decided to visit a church and pray. I have many questions, but I’ll have to go to the shrine for that.

‘Should I believe in Gulak too?’

Praying at church is for Gaia, the goddess of life, and offering sacrifices like Porori is for Gulak, the god of destruction.

The god of chaos, Chaos, has complicated conditions as its name suggests. If you ‘amuse’ him, then he will bestow several blessings.

‘That “amusement” is also based on his standards.’

Besides that, it’s best to avoid getting a blessing from Chaos.

If you get involved with him, your life will only get significantly harder, and he consistently trolls you.

As I mentioned before, he sets a buff when you need healing, and a heal when you need a buff.

It seems serious when it is serious, but most people give up due to the stress before then.

“··· ···.”

Maybe it’s because all sorts of thoughts are coming to mind, but I can’t sleep tonight.

Slowly, I got up from the bed and stared out the window. The night sky was filled with numerous stars.

The moonlight was also bright, so it felt bright. My vision is also good.

Knock, knock, knock-

It was when I was aimlessly looking out the window.

A sound of knocking on the window glass was heard, not on the bedroom door.

When I focused my gaze a little more, a very familiar silhouette came into sight.

“Hey, buddy. I have something to discuss.”

It was Porori. The guy who mocked me until he left.

As soon as I saw him, my anger surged up, but before that, I had a question. Why did he come to see me in the middle of the night?

Certainly, he didn’t come to mock me. It seems he has some purpose.

Creak-

Upon that, I got up from the bed and opened the window. As soon as the window was opened, he swiftly came in.

Now it’s 2 in the morning when everyone’s asleep. Even Rod is likely deep asleep and wouldn’t notice.

Porori and I have a wild instinct that makes it almost impossible for us to fall into a deep sleep. Nevertheless, we’re not tired.

“Shibal?”

I asked Porori why he came to me.

After that, he climbed up to my bed, crossed his legs, and spoke seriously.

“I’ve heard from the lady. Did you save my life?”
“……”

It seems like he heard about what happened earlier. However, I didn’t respond.

It wasn’t worth flaunting, and it wasn’t a fair fight. If Ellie hadn’t been there, I probably would’ve died too.

I didn’t want the fight to end like that, which is why I asked her to save Porori.

“I won’t say thank you. If it ended like that, I would’ve haunted you even after death.”

That’s typical Porori. I smirked and snickered.

He still speaks rudely. I should’ve never expected anything from him.

“Well, what I want to say is this…”

Porori scratched his head with his front leg as if he was a bit awkward, and then spoke to me.

“From now on, leave your translation to me.”
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“Shibal?”

This was c o pi e d f rom ki ng m tl . o r g
I raised one eyebrow at the mention of entrusting translation. Suddenly, what is this about?

It seems that Porori anticipated my question and began to explain in detail.

“Translation is only possible when we’re together, right? The lady told me not to reveal that I am a spirit.”
“…”
“So, when you’re with me, I will kindly translate for you. Got it?”
“…Shibal.”

That pricks my pride. When I miserably grumbled, Porori pointed it out.

“You misunderstood something today because you couldn’t speak. Are you going to continue like that? You don’t even know when you can speak.”
“Shibal.”
“Why are you being impatient? I heard you cursing at the sky when we were in the forest. I don’t understand why you hate the sky so much.”

Put yourself in my shoes. Do you swear or not?

I wish I had started in the city, not the forest.

If that were the case, I would’ve just accepted it from the beginning, and been focused on just eating and surviving. Then I would’ve found the reason later.

But I started in the forest and even suffered humiliation from Porori. Next time, I was even bitten by a wolf.

How could I not swear in such a situation? Even if they heard my reason, they would probably get even angrier.

“You’re good at hunting, so why don’t you pray for 100 days like me? Maybe then, they’ll give you the power of thunder.”
“…”
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“What are you looking at, you bastard? Are you planning to offer me as a sacrifice?”

He figured it out. Honestly, there is no better sacrifice than Porori.

He’s a spirit with powerful brute strength. It’s the perfect sacrifice.

“Ah, you ungrateful bastard. I tried to help you. This is why animals can’t do it.”
“Shibal.”

Even though he’s also an animal.

When I refuted like that, Porori clucked his tongue and snapped his fingers.

Then, folding his short front legs arrogantly, he made quite an intriguing remark.

“Hey, did you know this? Even if you regain your ability to speak, you’ll still be treated like an animal?”
“Shibal?”
“What the hell do you mean? Consider your bright red eyes first.”

I felt around my eye area. Red eyes are the symbol of a ‘frenzy’ monster.

Indeed, I do have a frenzy trait. When a frenzy is triggered, I lose my sanity and act wildly.

Fortunately, by maxing out my ‘patience’, the frequency of frenzy outbursts has decreased, but it did occur in a fight with Porori.

“Even if you regain your speech, the fact that you’re a beast-like creature doesn’t change. Especially when you’re rampaging around, it becomes more prominent. After your speech, you should manage your crazy temper.”
“Shibal?”
“Why are you asking me? I’m originally a squirrel, so I don’t know about Frenzy. ”

Now that I think about it, I’m curious. How did this guy become so strong?

In the game, Porori can’t be kept as a pet, but can only be killed.

Even if its habitat is found, it can only be known that it is full of acorns, the past is unknown.

“Shibal.”

“How did I get stronger? Well… since when did I kill a giant bird chick? That’s when I realized I could get stronger. And here I am, surviving since then.”

Thinking about the process of getting stronger, it’s similar to mine. I also barely survived a near-death experience with a wolf.

Maybe it’s a kind of strength that can only be gained by beasts who have truly realized the law of the jungle.

Well, I’m a little different because I was forced to fall.

“Anyway, this.”

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While thinking for a moment, Porori handed me something. It was a bluish herb.

I’m not sure where this little body is hiding.

“Pray to the sky right now. This is a pretty precious herb. You should know if you smell it?”
“… …”

At first, I was skeptical, but I received it as he gave it. It doesn’t seem like he’s joking from the atmosphere.

Then, when I smelled the herb, a sour smell came in and tickled my nose.

I had no choice but to look surprised at the scent. This one is quite difficult to get.
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“I’m telling you in advance that it’s not because you saved my life. I’m going to kill you later and cover your face with shit. To let you know.”
“…Shibal.”
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You’re kidding me, right? I chuckled and examined the herb in detail.

It was just freshly harvested, as there was still dirt on the roots. You can feel the cool air unique to the night air.

The name of this herb is Blue Water Herb. Unlike the widespread Silver Water Herb, it blooms only at night.

The effect is detoxification and magic increase. If I give it to grown-up Ellie later, she can make good potions.

“I offered acorns and you can’t be sure with this.
“… …”

I do know.

As I mentioned earlier, the one who gains faith by offering sacrifices is the God of Destruction, Gulak.

Faith increases every time you offer prey or herbs, and if the prey is strong or the herb is rare, the increase rate also increases.

With a blue water herb, the grade is roughly B+, so it has a high likelihood of increasing.

‘Should I ask Kara?’

The problem is the altar. An altar is needed to make an offering, and the only person who knows that is Kara.

Even in the game, the altar cannot be made oneself. You always need someone’s help.

‘So this guy made an altar by himself?’

I stared at Porori, and he seemed to notice my look and shrugged his shoulders.

“When I was praying, looking at the acorn storehouse, and offering the acorns inside to the sky, the acorns all disappeared.”

Is it that sincerity is key and it doesn’t matter the alter? It could be.

T h i s w a s co pi e d f r o m kin g mt l .o r g
Moreover, I’ve already received plenty of attention from a god. It’s nice to say attention, but it’s no different from being a target.

‘Whatever.’

I need to master the language first to be treated less like a wild. There’s no reason to refuse since Porori is helping too.

I nodded my head to express my thanks to Porori. Porori then mumbled, scratching his cheeks.

“It’s strange to hear you thanking me. Usually, we’re too busy fighting.”
“Shibal.”
“Neither do I have many chances of fighting as well. Then, I will go.”

Porori quickly jumped over the open window leaving only those words behind.

A nimble and flexible movement like a squirrel. He surely is a squirrel.

I closed the window where Porori had left and lay down on the bed. After lying on the bed, I looked at the blue water herb he gave me.

‘Giving a disease and medicine.’

He seemed to be sorry for making fun of me ruthlessly today.

If it was in the forest, he would have laughed out loud and passed by. But after encountering civilization, it seems he developed a ‘conscience’.

On the other hand, I can’t even speak a language. I can’t accept the reality that I’m worse than a squirrel.

‘Yeah. The important thing is sincerity.’

Getting up from the bed, I started preparing to make an offering.

First, I tidy up the bed. I neatly spread out the bed sheets and blankets and removed all the pillows.

Next, I placed the Blue Water Herb in the center in an orderly manner. This concludes the setup.

“With you watching over me, I hope this is sufficient.”

They’re demonstrating interest and even provided a status window. Surely they’ll respond if my devotion is sincere.

After completing all the preparations, I kneeled about two steps away from the bed. And there, with my hands clasped, I fervently prayed.

‘What was it again? Ah, yes. Oh, Gulak, the destroyer of all and the ruler of thunder. I offer this sacrifice, please grant me strength.’

Recalling as well as possible, I recited the prayer I heard in Soul World. This prayer is often heard in Tatars since they devotedly worship Gulak as I mentioned before.

‘Should I pray more?’

I apologized for every curse I’ve hurled at the heavens. I begged and pleaded for them to fix my language.

Of course, it would be difficult to fix the language with just one offering. Therefore, I plan on offering prey regularly like Porori and will also ask for Kara’s help.

‘So, please answer my prayers.’

I slowly opened my eyes after finishing my last prayer, then checked the herbs on the bed. As if to shatter my faintest hope, the herbs were perfectly intact.

“Shibal.”

Damn it. Shibal. Well, that’s just great.

It seems that since it was firmly attached, it didn’t even respond.

I had some expectations even though I knew what to expect, but I can’t help feeling disappointed.

‘But why isn’t the message popping up?’

I don’t understand why the message that insulted God appears perfectly, but this doesn’t.

Should I visit the church on the weekend? I indeed have something to do at church, but it’s slightly awkward.

Going further, if I perform ‘that action’ at the church, there’s a 100 percent chance I’ll be banned from entering. It was the same in the game.

‘I’ll just give it to Rod.’

I picked up the Blue Water Herb which was still in great shape. It has excellent detoxification effects so I can give it to Rod.

When I was rummaging around, looking for a storage spot,

“···”
“···”

I came face to face with Rod who had been peeking in through the slightly opened door.

How did he wake up? He should have been sleeping well at his age, maybe he simply woke up in the middle.

Looking at his wide, round eyes, it seems like he saw everything. He must have seen me making a fuss over a single herb.

‘Hmm, it’s so embarrassing that I feel like dying.’

I should have done this tomorrow as it was too rushed.

In the suffocating atmosphere, I stared blankly at Rod.

Rod couldn’t utter a word in such an awkward and strange atmosphere.

[Your faith rises!]

But why are you popping up now?

Seeing the message that appeared in front of me, I muttered in disappointment.

“Damn it.”

At that single word,

“Swearing?”

Rod muttered cautiously.

Come to think of it, the language that came out of my mouth wasn’t Korean, but the language of this world.

That being said, I wonder why my faith increased just now. I can’t figure out the reason.

“Did you swear just now…?”

We need to take care of the situation first. Regardless of any self-blame or embarrassing moments, an explanation is a must.

“It’s a long story.”

So, what does that mean? Surprisingly, it means, ‘The explanation will take a long time.’

From Porori’s visit to offering the sacrifice, I had no choice but to explain everything.
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As a result, Rod’s face became even more confused. Still groggy from sleep, he kept rubbing his eyes.

All this while, it seems I deliberately built up my faith late with Gulak.

‘Is this bastard doing this on purpose?’

His antics are not of a god of destruction but of a god of chaos…

Wait. Could it be?

[You have insulted the god. Your faith decreases.]

“Shibal.”

I mumbled under my breath. I think I know who’s causing this mess.

In the meantime, Rod rubbed his nose tiredly and asked me,

“Say that again. What did you say?”
“Shibal.”

As always, what left my mouth was a clear “Shibal.”

Upon hearing this, Rod nodded, making a face as if to say, ‘So be it,’ before speaking again.

“I must have heard it wrong. There’s no way you can utter a word.”
“··· ”
“Stop doing weird things and go to sleep. It’s good to get enough sleep.”

With that advice, Rod closed the door. I remained still in front of the door for a while.

In one hand, I firmly held the blue water herb. However, for a sacrifice, it was a useless herb.

‘In Soul World, you can choose a different god at any time.’

This means that even if you choose Gaia, you can still believe in Gulak. Therefore, there are various ways to increase faith.

However, this is only applicable when you don’t choose Chaos.

The moment you choose Chaos, from the beginning to the end, you must believe in him (her).

You can never switch to a different god. Chaos interferes in the middle.

Chaos is an entity that fits the conditions and potential better than other gods.

‘When you choose Chaos and want to increase your faith…’

You have to provoke his (her) interest or fun. That fun is random, so you’d better give it up.

Even hardcore players who cleared the multiple rounds couldn’t understand the principle of Chaos.

In other words, it means that it can freely control my faith just like a while ago.

As soon as I realized that Chaos was watching me, I threw myself on the bed.

For some reason, even though I only cursed in my mind, my faith was drastically diminishing.

Neither Gaia nor Gulak will cut my faith unless it’s a specific condition.

I should have noticed earlier, but I was too caught up struggling in the forest that I only realized it now.

‘…Please, if you have a conscience, increase my faith.’

Could it have sensed something from that statement?

[You have insulted the god. Your faith decreases.]

Instead of raising my faith, Chaos threw me a curveball.

I don’t know why, but I feel like I can hear it saying, ‘Yes, screw you.’ Is it just my imagination?

Unlike other gods, this one doesn’t converse directly so this is the only type of conversation possible.

‘…Who’s the one being fooled here?’

The fortunate thing is that despite its mischievous nature, it’s fundamentally a good god.

Otherwise, it might have been a devilish god. For now, the only option I have is to put my faith in its potential.

Moreover, the spike in my abilities while living in the forest has a high likelihood of being due to Chaos.

“Sigh…”

I deeply exhaled, foreseeing the complexity of the forthcoming days. For now, let me put Porori in charge of interpreting.

It seemed like the best idea to give up on faith altogether. I had no idea what Chaos might find pleasing.

Still, this god tends to bestow exceptional abilities, so perhaps trusting it is the best course.

‘Let’s wait and see.’

I will show that I can master a language even without faith.

The day after making that resolution…

“The boss of the soy sauce factory is Boss Kang, and the boss of the bean paste factory is also Boss Kang.”
“··· ···”
“What do you think? It’s impressive, right? You can do this too if you put your faith in the sky, my friend.”

Once again, I was tea-bagged.

It’s even sadder to know that it’s not to mess with me.

Well, anyway…

“Yeah”
“Huh. You can speak?”
“No.”
“No, apparently not.”

It’s not that I gained nothing.