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Surviving as a Cult in a Different World 208

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World 208

Chapter 208 – Side Story – People’s Day #3

Side Story – People’s Day #3

“Ying yaing.”

“Ying yaing.”

“Ying.”

“Kyuiing?”

Ying Yaing the choir spoke with strange cries as always. To those who don’t know it, it may sound like the dialect of cursed animals, but-.

In fact, they were having serious and deep thoughts about the hymn to sing at the Sodomy Festival this evening.

Zek-.

The reason they stopped talking was because someone came into the choir room.

She had a platinum necklace around her neck and her witch-like cone hat was worn high.
Her name is─.

“Ying yaing!”

“Ying yaing!”

Her name was not Yingyingyaing, it was Watson.

Court mage Watson.

She was quite a famous person, and she was also an honorary choir member of the Ying Yaing choir.

“How is everyone? I sent a letter, but it’s been a few months since I visited Sodomy in person, right? “Has anything happened so far?”

Watson asked the choir members.

The choir members only responded, “Ying-ying.” Or “Ying-ying.”

Looking at that, Watson also said, “Ying yaing.”

“Ying yaing.”

“Ying.”

A world where all conversations consist of ying-ing-yaing.

Here was a world where everyone understood each other better, did not cause misunderstandings, and did not lie.

Watson felt relieved, as if her aching heart was being relieved.

‘Yes, this is convenient.’

Watson was a little tired of her court life.
This is because it was everyday life for the people in the court to lie to each other as if they were wearing masks, talk around and tease each other, and be envious and jealous of each other.

Watson had dreamed of becoming a court wizard almost her whole life, but her actual reality was different from the noble banquets, balls, and social gatherings of princes and princesses in fairy tales.

‘I think I now know why my father, Thorin, preferred to wander around the world instead of staying at the court!’

Watson’s father, Thorin, was a man called a strange man.

However, Watson finally came to understand her father during her long life as a court wizard.
A pleasant life did not exist in the palace.

I was all over the wide world and had fun meeting people.

“Ying yaing.”

Watson said.

There were very few people at the court who understood this “Yingying language”, So they had to speak plainly, but there was no need for that here.

There is no need to decorate yourself.

“Ying yaing.”

An evening festival prepared with that feeling.

「Rust’s Birthday」.

This birthday was scheduled to be held on a grand scale like never before in the kingdom, and everyone was busy preparing for it.

“Ying yaing.”

Watson also came to Sodomi to help prepare various things for the “Fireworks” That will be held at this festival.

Since ancient times, “Fireworks” Have been one of the services that wizards provide to people, and Watson also dreamed of becoming a wizard thanks to the fireworks that his father, Thorin, showed to people when he was young.

“Hmm…”

However, perhaps because she did not understand Watson’s dialect, the girl with healthy tanned brown skin and an impressive ponytail with freckles kept getting lost in thought.

It looked like a member of the temple who had just been baptized. It was virtually impossible for newly baptized temple members to understand speaking in tongues, so Watson had no choice but to open his mouth and explain.

“This time, we are going to send swallows up into the sky during the fireworks display, so prepare them in advance.”

“I know. But there are many types of swallows. “I was wondering which swallow would be better, the southern swallow or the northern swallow.”

Tiyong-.

Watson felt like a spring was bouncing inside his body. Did this newly baptized girl understand her own language?

Looking at it, I could see something that could be called ‘talent’.

“Of course, a southern swallow with colorful feathers would be better.”

“Adella! “Come here and help me make the sign!”

“Yes!”

A girl named Adela ran far away at the call of people.

As Watson was looking at that, someone came running towards Watson.

“Aunt Watson is looking at this mini… !”

It was a mini called Mini Lucy.

Watson was very happy to see the little child running around, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

“Minnie, have you already come to sodomy? Mom is? “Her dad or other people?”

“Other people say it’s good… ! My aunt wants me to quickly show her that this is a gift she prepared for her mini… ! I’m so excited that I haven’t been able to sleep since yesterday… !”

“Gift? Yes, yes. “I’ll show you.”

Zek-.

Watson unfolded the magic cloth tied to her waist.
Then, something that looked like a fluffy ball of fur popped out, and its body was light blue and looked exactly like a cloud of fluff.

━Yingyingyaing.

“Isn’t it fascinating? One day, this animal was sitting on a tree branch in the palace garden and resting. “I named it Cloud Ring because it looks like a cloud.”

━Yingyingyaing.

It was a cute animal that spoke the language of ‘ying-ying-yaing’. Her personality was as fluffy and friendly as her appearance, and she seemed like she would be happy to run around and play with her children.
Minnie hugged her cloud ring and rubbed her face.

“It is a very wonderful gift… ! That mini named this Cloudling ‘Iningi’ and petted it every day and took it for a walk every day… !”

━Yingyingyaing.

# # #

“This year too, we will raise Rust’s huge straw bale high and burn it with strong flames! It describes well the image of Rust, who is the flame itself!”

Bokor, an old witch and the fourth baptist, was the head of a witch group that led former Walpurgis witches.

The witches were a group made up of women who liked discussing magic, witchcraft, and mystical miracles.

Of course, they liked to give all kinds of mystical and magical meanings to this birthday festival.

“Michelan, what do you think?”

“That’s a very good idea. A flame is something that burns itself and shines hotter and brighter than anything else. There is nothing better than fireworks to express Rust’s majesty!”

Michelan, the third baptist, was the kingdom’s greatest artist.

He highly praised the unstable artistry of Bokor and the witches, and the witches also always respected Michelan’s artistic sense.

However-.

There was something Bokor couldn’t understand.

“Who is that person? I think now is a good time to introduce who I am.”

“Do you mean Salli?”

Since one day, Michelan has been carrying around a woman with braided blonde hair.
The woman didn’t say a word and just followed Michelan.

Artist Michelan was familiar with being called a monster and behaving strangely, but since it was his first time with a woman, it caught everyone’s attention.

“Oh, you mean marionetta? Marionette is my lover. Actually, I don’t even know if her name is Mario Netta. Because even I have never heard her voice.”

Michelan said.

Marionette.

A woman like a doll.

Suddenly, Bokor heard Rust say to Michelan, “Save her wife. “And be fruitful and multiply,” She recalled saying.

Like Hans, Michelan traveled all over the world, but he could not find a woman he liked. However, while wandering through the Rue de l’Urgien, he met Marionette, who was sitting in her park, looking at her sky, and fell in love with her at first sight.

“She is a statuesque woman. She doesn’t say a word, but she’s clearly asserting herself to the world. That’s how art should be.”

Although Bokor could not understand most of what Michelan said, he could tell that Marionette and Michelan were like-minded artistic partners.

‘I guess they just brought her because she had big breasts.’

Men talk about this and that, but in the end, I thought they liked women with big breasts. How many women actually became temple members and prayed, “Please make my breasts bigger!”

Zek-.

At that time, someone came into the tent of the festival management department.

She was the 7th Baptist, Ultima. There was also the 6th baptist, Viscount Copps.

“Seventh Baptist Bokor, are preparations for the festival going well?”

Ultima, who was the head maid of the Corpse family that ruled sodomy, was good at managing various things. Bokor frowned at her question.

“The seventh baptist. “I am the fifth baptist.”

“Viscount Corpse Coffs is the fifth. I’m sixth. And you are the seventh.”

Corpse, Ultima, and Bokor met Rust around the same time and were baptized.

The order of their baptism was not clear, and each side insisted that they come first, so there was always a difference of opinion.

“There shouldn’t be any inconvenience in preparing chairs for Mr. Rust and his family to sit on. As a platinum chair, I, Corpse, have a duty to take care of all chairs.”

Corpse is a strange character who calls himself a chair.

However, his skills as a chair were real, and he was even praised by Rust last year as “Excellent.”
A situation where everyone works hard to get that praise.

“But Hans might get scolded a lot this year.”

Bokor opened his narrow eyes and said.

He was a man called Hans, the greatest baptist, but he was unable to follow Rust’s most important command.

Perhaps there might have been a change in the ‘ranking’ of the baptists.

Hehe-.

Everyone laughed.

They were all brothers and sisters, but at the same time, they were competitors aiming for each other’s place.

# # #

“A big problem happened.”

Hans broke into a cold sweat.

It was because the time had ripened and the opening of the Birthday Festival was approaching.

Hans was claiming to be Rust’s chief servant, to the point where he could memorize 99% of Rust’s words and books.

In fact, he was unable to carry out the command he had given, which was to “Find a partner, get married, and have a family,” And he was now in a tense situation in many ways.

“Maybe Lord Rust will become disappointed in me and turn away from the world, and the Earth will eventually be destroyed… ! This is a global risk… !”

However, Hans could not find a suitable woman for him to mate with. He felt that Rust’s command to “Love” Was too important for him to marry just anyone.

Marrying someone just because they are old enough.

Is that really right?

Of course, I didn’t know there was such a type of love in the world.

I didn’t know there were people who lived happily even after getting married like that.

However, Hans did not want to ignore Rust’s orders like that, and in the end, even though it took several years, he was unable to find a suitable partner.

“Today, I may have to step down from the position of chief baptist… Maybe I should give up everything and ask for forgiveness… !”

Hans was nervous.

What if he, who claimed to be the best baptist, made a mistake and his evaluation of all baptists went down?
What if Rust, so disappointed, decides to destroy the Earth?

Hans couldn’t even handle that heavy cup!

━The chief baptist is I, Galatea… !

Kyahahaha-.

For some reason, Galatea’s laughter makes Hans’ ears noisy.

Knock-.

Someone knocked on the door of the room where Hans was staying.

Soon, before Hans had a chance to respond, a girl with her hair tied back and healthy, tanned skin came in, a look that was also in Hans’ memory.

“You…”

“Hans, it’s me. Adela. Hans, I heard that you were decided to be Rust’s footstool when Rust gave his speech at the festival today, so I wanted to let you know…”

Adela.

She was the trend of Country, the rural village where Hans grew up when he was young.

Hans was able to recall the face of the mischievous girl he had run around with as a child, catching beetles and catching dragonflies -.

I remembered myself as an insignificant son of a rural serf.

“I can exist as I am now only because Rust recognized me. He is a person who truly recognizes people’s potential. “I am not even good enough to be His footstool.”

Hans was truly moved and moved, so much so that he trembled and shed tears.

How on earth can Hans repay the grace of his savior, who called him a baptist and recognized him as a humble person?

Hans still thought of himself as inadequate and powerless, like a serf’s child catching grasshoppers in a rural village.
Adela said to Hans.

“My… The reason I came to this crusade was… Because I received a letter… ! This is Rust… A letter written by Mr. Hyde… “Your story was written in the letter.”

“Adela, a letter to you?”

Hans was surprised.

Are you saying that Rust already knew about the people of Country, a rural town that he had never revealed to anyone?

“Lord Rust is truly omnipotent… !”

Hans was overwhelmed.

Adela said hesitantly to Hans.

“Hans, you are the pride of our country village. When I told you that you had become an amazing person, people didn’t believe me, but I did. So goodbye! “I have to prepare for the festival!”

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

Surviving as a Cult in a Different World

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Status: Completed Type: Author: , Released: 2023 Native Language: Korean
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