A Wild Man Has Entered the Academy - Chapter 522



Advice (4)

It’s so burdensome. That’s how I’ve felt while spending the past few days with Cheonma and Seolhwa.

At some point, she started showing me genuine affection rather than acting selfishly.

It was easy to deal with him as a human being, but this actually made him more burdensome. It was clearly different from when he displayed his majesty as a ‘Cheonma’.

What should I say? As expected from the purple color, Cheonma was closer to a transcendent being than a human, so it felt like he was talking to a wall.

A being that doesn’t respect anything I say or do and only does what it wants to do.

So most people had the mindset of just trying it out and then thinking about it, but that changed after that day.

I felt like I had learned how to focus and pay attention to my words and actions, and even how to respect them.

Because of this, I felt like I was talking to someone who was a little, if not a lot, lacking in social skills, rather than someone who had transcendence.

Even if you say you lack social skills, people are people. This is a situation where you have to be more mindful of others for fear of hurting their feelings.

“This is where the mines train. I sometimes teach those who catch my interest.”

“I see… So you learned martial arts? You must have innate strength, right?”

“Because I find learning something interesting. I know various martial arts. If you want, I can teach you.”

“hmm······”

I was deeply troubled by the story that said I could teach martial arts. It is a question worth thinking about deeply.

It may be because it is covered by transcendent power, but surprisingly, Seolhwa’s martial arts skills seem to be quite deep.

Well, having lived for such a long time, it’s only natural that he would have learned various martial arts.

Even if you learned martial arts whenever you were bored, they would have piled up and created a well.

‘Not a bad choice, is it?’

To be honest, opportunities like this don’t come often. In fact, they may be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Who can learn from a Heavenly Horse, especially one in purple? Even she can teach from a ‘human’ perspective.

I haven’t seen it until now, but it’s not like I haven’t seen it like other transcendent beings. I’m sure it’s true, since I said I taught the minions whenever I found it interesting.

“······Can I do something?”

“I will gladly grant your permission.”

When I asked carefully, Seol-hwa smiled with satisfaction. It was a smile that also contained pride.

What should I say? I felt strangely that his human side, not his demon side, was highlighted. It also felt like his inhuman side was disappearing.

I don’t know if I should like this or not. Human emotions aren’t always good.

Unlike the emotions of transcendent beings, which have a clear beginning and end, human emotions are highly variable. This means that they can be sticky.

I wonder how long her interest and concern will last, but I’m also scared. Let’s go to the training ground first.

-Smack! Bang!

“Ha! Hurrah!”

“Whoa!”

The public training ground, not the private training ground, was where young mines were training.

The current combat-capable minions are heading towards Changcheon. Old people, women, and children are guarding the Demonic Cult.

Looking at this, you might think that burglary is possible, but that is not the case at all. In the martial arts world, you have to be careful of the elderly, women, and children.

Even among the elderly, there are only old demons whose martial arts skills are much deeper than mine. At least, they will be good enough to protect the Demonic Cult.

‘More than anything, there is a disaster that is already here, so who would want to clean it up?’

I looked at the back of Seolhwa. She looked like a delicate woman, but in reality, she was a terrifying monster.

As long as she’s in the Demonic Cult, she wouldn’t dare think of invading. In fact, I know there have been a few instances where that happened and they were all destroyed.

If that were not the case, this world, which is sensitive to pseudo-religion, would not have neglected it. In particular, wouldn’t the religious community be holding on to it firmly?

If even the demons are not very friendly, how much more so must God be? In fact, he is left alone to fend for himself against other forces.

‘So······ if I do something wrong, I could become a public enemy?’

If you are going to be a formal couple and get married, who knows what will happen in the future.

Even if she leaves me free, the church will put pressure on me.

In particular, the most difficult one is Kara. Since she is a believer favored by the Gulag, they will try to get her away by any means necessary.

“Hey hey. Look over there.”

“Are you the sky? What are you doing here?”

“Who’s next to him?”

While I was thinking useless thoughts, I heard a conversation in my ear.

It seemed like they had stopped training for a while, perhaps because it was break time. I overheard their conversation.

“I heard the rumor. The heavens themselves have welcomed your companion.”

“Ah. I heard that story. Your eyes are red. That’s strange.”

If it had been an academy or somewhere else, I would have heard all sorts of things like it was because of the difference in status, or that we didn’t really get along, etc.

But where is this place? Isn’t this a demonic cult where worship and faith in the Heavenly Demon are carried out from a young age to the point of brainwashing?

“I’m sure he is a person worthy of heaven.”

“If Cheonma is the sky, then his companion must be the earth. If there is the sky, then there must be the earth, and the earth must have the sky in order to exist as the earth.”

“That may be so. Should we now offer sacrifices to the earth as well?”

“Let’s think about it slowly. The adults will take care of it.”

Far from being unsuited to Cheonma, he was filled with thoughts to the contrary.

The companion of the Heavenly Horse must be a great person. He is not a strange person, there must be something about him, etc.

I realized clearly how strong the devotion to Cheonma is, and how different the way of thinking is from other places.

‘······Well, wasn’t Hyeon-son also touched?’

It’s a place where the way of thinking is completely different from that of ordinary people. Even though it’s something I already know, it’s hard to adapt to.

I walked away, watching the minions turn their attention away from us and start doing their own thing.

The place we finally arrived at was Cheonma’s private training ground. As it was a private training ground, it was different from other places.

Not only is the size large, but the grandeur is also different. What stands out the most is the height of the ceiling.

Every time I spoke about how high the ceiling was and what kind of material it was made of, there was an echo.

“This is my training ground. This is the first time I’ve let someone else in.”

“······Your first time? No one has ever set foot here before?”

“Yes. If there is, the believers will take care of it.”

“··· ···”

Oh, that’s right. These people were fanatics.

Seol-hwa Jeong just speaks in a calm tone as if it doesn’t matter at all.

Maybe this is something you are used to. Or maybe you just didn’t think much of it to begin with.

Well, at least it means that no one will interrupt your training. In other words, you can focus on your training.

“Then now······”

Just before we were about to start training, Seolhwa stared at me and stopped talking.

I looked around at the training weapons lying around, and flinched when she stopped talking. Something was strongly unsettling.

Seol-hwa, who usually speaks her mind as she pleases, stops talking because it means that a novel idea has occurred to her.

Most of those quirky ideas are geared towards teasing me, and recently they’ve been converging into physical contact.

“······Do you have anything to say?”

“That’s what the believers always say. When I give them teachings, they kneel and worship.”

“··· ···”

“Ah. That doesn’t mean you should do that, so don’t worry. She is your wife’s companion.”

I appreciate your asking, but what on earth are you trying to ask me to do?

No. I was really worried about what kind of conditions you would put on me before asking. I hope it wasn’t something unreasonable.

“I have a proposal. A proposal that you can accept.”

“Is this a suggestion?”

“Yes. It causes significant damage to the woman······”

“··· ···”

Isn’t that such an unconscionable, or rather unconscionable, story?

Seolhwa stared at my face for a while, her expression filled with such emotions.

Who said that I’m the type where my true feelings are completely revealed on my face?

He usually has a blank expression on his face, but strangely enough, he is very perceptive.

This is the same with fairy tales. She could read people’s minds from the beginning, but she couldn’t read mine.

But now it will be different. Seolhwa tilted her head as if she sensed something from my expression.

“It’s strange. I clearly can’t read your mind. I can tell what you’re thinking just by looking at your face.”

“What was I thinking?”

“Speak sense······ This is how I feel.”

“I know right.”

I thought up to this point it was enough.

“It was true. They say that a couple can know each other’s feelings just by looking at each other’s faces.”

“··· ···”

Seolhwa seems to have made another strange mistake. And it’s a bit of a dangerous mistake.

Seolhwa, who had been thinking about it for a while, glanced at me and then came up with a reasonable condition.

“Then let’s do this. If you even touch the collar of my clothes, I will teach you a lesson. By the way, my wife will not use any internal energy at all.”

“What if I can’t do it?”

“Even if you can’t do it, I will teach you.”

I heard that and had my doubts.

“In return, I will desire your lips.”

“··· ···”

“What do you think? I think this should be enough?”

I was determined to succeed in coming up with an answer that had no afterthought.

[Faith rises!]

“Oh. It seems like the guy who’s peeping is also rooting for the real girl.”

“··· ···”

I felt resentful because it seemed like it really was like that.