Chapter 354 – Chapter 354: Wolf Pack 1
Somehow, I ended up circulating sequentially through the four continents, northeast, southwest, and southeast, but in any case, a peaceful daily life returned.
I also asked the academy for gifts that were continuously sent from the Southern Continent and said that ‘All future gifts will be donated to the ‘Monster Damage Restoration Fund’ and it was resolved. From time to time, the amount of presents was drastically reduced to the point where the traces of the Zakcubus that were eliminated were sent as research materials, so there was no such thing as a hassle.
Tranquil daily life with the biggest incidents being a cat the size of a leopard chasing away a boy’s underwear thief or a couple having a tryst in the shower room being discovered.
“What else is that?”
“I heard that this is a newly developed stationary defense turret, so I was asked to test it out.”
“Trial operation?”
“To put it bluntly, shoot it until it overheats.”
“Can I shoot too?”
As well as a shooting range where you can play real FPS games with pistols or rifles, as well as firearms and magic items in the name of trial commissions, various things flowed into the academy, so there was no boring day. After that, if you get tired, you can go to my elf sister or to the hairy canine for a drink.
Waking up late to eat, wandering around and playing with things that interest you, grabbing your smartphone and flirting with women, then falling asleep late in the morning. If you giggle while watching one-dimensional humor on the Internet, ‘Isn’t something going off?’ I feel anxious, but the calm continues.
What came after such tranquility was not the extraordinary like terrorism, but the extraordinary in a different direction.
“What is it, I feel bad.”
“Why do you fuck up as soon as you come?”
A place of loyal canine teeth who visited because they wanted to drink alcohol and play with furry baby animals after a long time. If you enter the tent, there should be a big werewolf grunting, saying that he came without a message, but this time there was a werewolf wagging his tail like a dog.
Even though it has a rough mouth, it has no intention of stopping its wide open mouth and its wagging tail enough to scrape the floor of the tent.
“Look at your tail and tell me. Is there anything good?”
“Yes, yes.”
Looking around, I see a few drunkards who seem to have already been drinking heavily. I can’t even see the snacks, but if I drank like that by myself, more than half of my stomach would be filled with alcohol. Even though he’s a drunkard who makes a lot of noise and drinks, he’s not the type to wag his tail his saying he’s good for drinking alone for no reason.
After pushing away a few stray bottles with my toe, I sat down on the floor and picked up a glass in the corner. I can’t tell if this is the Constellation’s space or the studio of a drunkard who doesn’t clean.
She poured the fruit cheese and beef jerky she had brought from the house over an empty wooden bowl and looked at her loyal fans of her. If you make a fuss like this, something big has happened, but what is it?
“So, why are you doing this because something good happened?”
“Hehe, dude. Do you remember the story I told you when I first met you?”
“You said all sorts of nonsense. If it’s an important story, you made it up with your wife?”
“Damn it, before that!”
That’s about all the important things I’ve had with this bastard. Except for the fact that this guy came from the same male-dominated world as me, and that he couldn’t find a marriage partner because of the werewolf race, everything was just bullshit at a drinking party.
To be honest, the stories about the characteristics of cats, kites, and dogs are not important.
“Before that, what, did you say that men in this world were too girly?”
“It’s similar.”
“What else is similar?”
“Hehe, are you curious?”
“I’m curious, so I’m not listening to all the bullshit.”
Originally, the werewolf, who should have been uncomfortable with the word bullshit, continues to wag his tail instead of feeling bad.
It’s kind of annoying that you keep not talking, so should I throw it out, or should I feed the young messengers outside the tent with grain wine and cause a rampage? When he starts thinking about these two options, his mouth opens.
“One of my own people has increased. Not a girl-like man, but a man like us.”
“If it’s kind, werewolves?”
“Yes, dude! One of the new Constellations that appeared this time is the same as me!”
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The constellation that the loyal fans spoke of, the guardian of the depths, is a werewolf.
The loyal fans are from fantasy, and the guardians of the depths are from Seongyeopji. In terms of human beings, there is a difference between Asians and Westerners. Still, the two constellations had one thing in common: they had the form of a furry wolf walking on two legs.
This world is a kind of soul dump, so it’s hard to find people other than humans. This is because even the same werewolf is subtly different, such as a human who can transform into a wolf, or a human with wolf elements.
“The guy I’ve been keeping an eye on has joined a druid I’ve never seen before!”
“It turns out that Druid was the first incarnation of the Guardian of the Deep?”
“Right!”
Instead of making an incarnation by contracting with a human, this kind of thing happens because he’s a guy who raised animals and made them messengers.
When I drink with a chuckle, I can’t tell if it’s going down my throat or getting my hair wet. It seems that it doesn’t matter if you call him a drunken wolf instead of a gray wolf.
What comes out of the dripping spout is a variety of information that I found out by gently flicking the rookie constellation. In the beginning, it would be a waste of points to send messages, but I wondered how they had a conversation, but as soon as they found out that they were the same people, they gave out items or something.
However, the Guardian of the Deep is the name of a constellation that brings to mind not a werewolf, but a fish-man. Isn’t it a name more suitable for kids like Merman and Siren who live in the depths of the fantasy world than werewolves in Seonhyeopji?
“Ah, that’s it? After hearing the rough story, they said that he was from a werewolf who signed a contract with a freshman. He didn’t become a werewolf from a human, but a werewolf from a wolf.”
“Are you counting them as kin?”
“Yumma, even humans have different sources of birth, but they all claim to be the same human.”
“The source of birth? Oh, that’s it too.”
Well, in a fantasy world or a world of Seonhyeopji, the origins of humans may be different. Isn’t there a human being truly created by God, other than the case of gradual evolution from apes like in our world? If we consider all of these things and subdivide them into clay people and divine people, wouldn’t there be at least hundreds of subdivided races in this world, which is a collection of souls?
Where is it only for humans and werewolves? Dwarves and elves are all different, whether they’re human mutations, created by gods, or born out of nature. So, if your tribal instincts and appearances are similar, you can become a member of the same race without having to find your ancestral roots.
No matter what the ancestors were, all in this world are nobles who came from only the souls.
“You bastard, how much did you talk in that short amount of time?”
“Well, that man must have been quite embarrassed too. When he woke up, he squealed that he was in a strange room.”
“If the world is destroyed and there is nothing to say, it’s great in a different way. But what about that nobleman?”
“Uh, well… She was born as a wolf spirit creature, and maybe it was because she signed a contract with a Taoist, so she lived a little longer.
As a snack for a drink, listen to the story of how the Guardian of the Deep became the last survivor. They say that they are from the world of Seonhyeopji, an oriental fantasy world in which not only Moorim people but also monsters and immortals exist.
Originally, a smart wolf who led a group in the mountains became a spiritual creature by receiving the energy of nature, was chosen by the mountain’s hermit, took the form of a werewolf, and guarded the sealed door deep underground to repay the favor. . So that’s how it got its name.
He was guarding the sealed door deep underground for the peace of the world, but the seal was lifted by the forces of evil and the world perished. Ironically, it seems that the guardian of the depths, who was only breathing right in front of the sealing door, died last and was sent to this world.
“Since the world of gods is above the sky, it seems that a disaster descended from above towards the ground and killed all living things. So, while the guardians of the depths barely survived with the goodness left in the fragments of the seal, all living things in the heavens and on the ground were polluted. And died.”
“Does it happen quite often that the shepherd who leads the electric sheep is left alone and survives by chance?”
Wasn’t the shepherd leading the electric sheep and the snake-sim being caught in my hand a criminal, so he was banished to space in a capsule and became the last survivor? I want to die of dryness alone, so I’m shutting the door in the basement of a remote place.
Well, the world is perishing, but the people who fought against the apocalypse like a sword that cuts a bridle or a pulsating lion’s heart are more strange.
After talking like that, the topic naturally flows to the story of the first incarnation of the contract with the guardian of the depths. She is an incarnation that can communicate with animals and borrow their power using sagecraft. It must be the same situation as when I signed a contract with Han Ye-ji. Skills such as swordsmanship or magic cannot be inherited, so racial passives provide only a little help.
“Still, I’m an Ai with a good knowledge of talisman and witchcraft. Rather than a Druid, it seems more like a shaman or a guru.”
“Amulets?”
“Yes, he’s a lucky man. Hwashin, whom he picked because he seemed diligent without knowing anything, was just talented at amulets.”
It’s an amulet… If you seduce me, will it help my kids?
