I'm the Only Totem in Another World - Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Community Literature （1）

Tteunteuni, who had been delivering letters to tribes in other regions, returned.

He didn’t send it to all the tribes in every region, but only to those whose survival was confirmed.

‘Malak-nim!’

‘Descend upon me!’

‘Oh great Loa!’

‘The children of the tribe are starving to death!’

‘I am Ako, daughter of Umber and Lto…’

‘Malak! Malak! Malaaaak!’

Contacts, or rather prayers, came in from six tribes.

It’s quite a lot to respond to each one.

━ Hmm.

It’s fortunate that it’s a relatively free time. Well, it’s more accurate to say it’s the calm before the storm.

Anyway, I decided to make the most of the three days I had before the subjugation.

I used ‘Divine Possession’ on them at intervals.

━ This is Loa Malak. I have heard your voice.

They were tribes living in various environments in various regions and having various problems.

I recommended that tribes close to Symphony join the Tribal Federation, and that distant tribes make my totem.

Most accepted, but there were also tribes where we couldn’t find a compromise.

“We don’t have the manpower to make a totem… I know this is a reckless and rude request. Is there any way, any way you can help us?”

It’s a small tribe where even the children are starving because there’s nothing to eat.

As soon as the priest finished speaking, the tribe members, who had been watching with anxious eyes, knelt down and bowed their heads.

“Malak-nim…!”

“Oh merciful Loa…!”

“Please…”

Tsk. My heart is weakening.

It’s not like there’s no way at all.

The Golden Sun Tribe said they’ve almost finished making a new totem, so I can just move Totem No. 2 there to this tribe.

The problem is that Bolvano, where the Golden Sun Tribe is located, is physically very far from Symphony, and Tteunteuni has never been to Bolvano.

No matter how much of a monster pigeon, no, a spirit Tteunteuni is, he can’t memorize a map of a place he’s never been to and then navigate there.

━ …

It was while I was silent.

The children of the tribe looked up at me with teary eyes.

“Malang-nim…”

Maybe they haven’t learned the language properly, they’re calling me Malang instead of Malak.

It’s a Loa name that sounds really soft and fluffy.

Ah, shit. It’s a bit much to just abandon them.

Not only would it be unsettling to just cut them off coldly, but it would also erode something within me as a human.

━ Wait a moment.

I decided to find a way.

I looked at the map with Rachel, who is the most knowledgeable about geography in the Tribal Federation.

“They’re close to this tribe. If they go from here like this…”

There is a solution.

I found a shortcut from the region where they live to Linea.

Siu and the Ashgrey Fog Tribe live in Linea. If I just give them a heads-up, they’ll accept them as members.

I told this to the tribe from earlier.

They were hesitant even when I offered to help them draw a map, but when I told them they could arrive in four days even if they moved slowly, they nodded.

They probably know that there’s no other way.

So, I solved another problem.

[How are you doing these days?]

I didn’t forget to contact Hanna either.

She’s a hot-tempered woman, so I need to receive regular survival reports from her in case she causes trouble.

This is especially true since the sea monsters settled in the region where Hanna lives.

[Not a Netkama: They set up tents on the beach]

The situation is still not good.

[Not a Netkama: It’s similar to the tents the Barbarians use]

Barbarians? Suddenly?

[Aren’t tents all the same? What Barbarians?]

[Not a Netkama: The feeling is similar. The weapons they carry seem to be Barbarian ones too]

[They could have killed and taken them]

[Not a Netkama: They handle them well for that]

[Not a Netkama: Their skill in hunting Infected was exactly like a Barbarian’s]

You were hiding and watching them again?

[Not a Netkama: I wonder if the Barbarians made a contract with the demons?]

[Not a Netkama: They made a direct contract, so they’re conscious]

This woman can say anything.

She must have developed paranoia after being caught by Rake.

It was her own fault for getting caught.

[ㅡㅡ]

[That’s Barbarian discrimination]

[Not a Netkama: But what if it’s true?]

[Blocking you]

[Not a Netkama: Ah, why are you doing this]

[Not a Netkama: I’m kidding, kidding]

So the situation is relaxed enough for jokes.

[Where do you live now?]

I heard she moved because of the sea monsters.

Finding a new home in a world ruled by demons must be a tough job.

…Should I suggest she join the Tribal Federation?

If it’s a suggestion from Sanz, not Malak, Hanna is more likely to listen.

As long as I manage my community access properly, it won’t be a problem.

I just need to make sure she doesn’t find out I’m Malak.

[Not a Netkama: I told you]

[?]

[Not a Netkama: ;;]

[Not a Netkama: I sent a message yesterday]

[So?]

It’s understandable you don’t know.

It’s hard to check all the messages you send.

I checked the records.

[Not a Netkama: I found a place where surviving natives are hiding]

[Not a Netkama: I’m living with them]

There was a message like this.

[Not a Netkama: Blocking you]

[I was really busy, sorry]

It’s good to know she’s doing well.

I closed the message window and transferred my consciousness to Totem No. 3.

The place I’m in now is the training ground.

I’m not in Rake’s arms, but standing on a piece of cloth spread out in the middle of the road.

Since I’m a totem, the expression “standing” might not be quite right.

I wonder why I’m left unattended. I thought Rake would be stroking me again.

Thud! Thud! Bam!

“Ugh! Ouch! Huff!”

“Look at you exaggerating.”

They’re sparring.

It’s closer to Kanto being unilaterally beaten up than sparring.

It’s a spar where Rake is bound to win.

Even if Kanto has accumulated quite a few Berserker stacks, he’s no match for a woman who’s half-god, half-human from birth.

At his current growth rate, it’ll probably take him 10 years to be able to compete.

I looked around.

Maybe it’s because of the upcoming subjugation, but there were many warriors in the training ground.

Noah is there too.

She was sitting near me, staring blankly into space.

She’s probably on the community forum.

“…Hehehe.”

What kind of funny post is she reading to be laughing so foolishly?

She should be sparring instead of wasting time on that.

━ Paladin Noah.

“He, huh? Yes?”

━ What are you looking at?

“Ah, ah! That, there are a lot of novels? Similar things being posted on the community, so I was checking them!

…I sparred a lot with other warriors earlier, so I was taking a short break.”

━ Then why are you avoiding my gaze?

“…”

━ Train harder.

“…Yes.”

A newbie slacking off? I can’t tolerate this.

I need to make her a proper warrior before the subjugation.

━ Dodo.

I called the milk jug youth who was doing something resembling muscle training a little distance away.

“Dodo reporting for duty.”

He approaches with a confident smile.

He’s like a comic relief character, occasionally doing things that stand out and make me laugh.

━ Be Noah’s sparring partner.

“Yes! I will show her the pride of a warrior.”

Dodo pulled out two daggers and took a fighting stance.

With a deadly serious expression and eyes shining.

Ah, this crazy bastard. I almost burst out laughing.

Is he a game character who strikes a special pose when you press the ready button?

“Small woman, follow me. I will teach you what real fighting is.”

“…We are sparring, right?”

“Your milk jugs are small. The children might starve to death. This is a big problem.”

“Huh?”

You crazy bastard, she’s a minor.

I sent the two fools away.

Novels, huh.

Did someone start serializing a novel on the community forum?

It’s not unusual. I’m actually surprised it’s only being attempted now.

It’s a community where you can only read text because you can’t attach images. There’s nothing better than a novel for entertainment.

…There is that string of characters called Goja Buro, but that’s just a troll post, not a novel.

I’m a bit curious. Should I check it out for a moment?

[Eojjeolnimiru: Russian Stepmom Chapter 2]

[3Reps500: The Only Male Trainer at a Women’s Gym Chapter 1]

[Odo Daejangbu: Kim Hwangryong VS Hwang Geunchul Chapter 1]

[Duelist: It’s About Remembering the Thrill Chapter 3]

[Dakasikakasi: It Was a Snowfield Prologue]

What? There are this many?

The entire page is filled with novel titles.

Has writing novels become a trend? Since when?

[Garlic Salt Bread: Knight of Steel Prologue]

This post, uploaded two days ago, was the first novel posted on the community forum.

What’s it about?

[Garlic Salt Bread: Knight of Steel Prologue

Imperial Year 198.

In a world ravaged by the long war between the celestial race and the demonic race, a man clad in armor…]

I scrolled down immediately.

What’s with the outdated Imperial Year from the start? It’s obviously a boring novel.

━ Comments ━

[I Trusted the Monkey Man but: The atmosphere suddenly became Lord of the Rings;; We’re knights in a fantasy world right now, do you think we’d find this interesting?]

The response wasn’t good either.

But maybe this person’s novel gave many people courage and made them want to try writing themselves.

I briefly browsed the community forum, which had suddenly become a novel serialization board.

[Close-Range Spy: The Rebellious Hero Goja Buro Chapter 5]

Something strange is subtly mixed in.

━ …

He’s not even hiding it anymore.

Should I click on this?