Surviving as a Cult Leader in Another World (On Pause)

"This is Barakhan's theological college!"

When I arrived at the building I was looking forward to, my heart trembled in many ways.

A city called a holy place.

An educational institution under the direct control of the Holy See established there.

I was looking forward to what kind of place it would be, but looking at the outward appearance alone, I passed the passing mark.

Elegant and majestic buildings like Florence's cathedral were built artistically.

In the campus garden, the fountain flows beautifully, and trees with autumn leaves swaying gently as if the weather is nice in fall.

"The pleasure that Epicurus pursued was not momentary entertainment but sustainable emotion. Therefore, the greatest pleasure is pleasure in a negative sense─."

People sitting in groups of twos and threes at tables and chairs placed outdoors were having a very in-depth discussion.

It is literally the kind of theological university I dreamed of!

Even in theological schools of the 21st century, you won't find people having discussions like this!

"It's a very nice place. I also attended theological college early on. "I can see that this is a very good educational institution."

I expressed my impressions honestly.

Then Psyche was surprised.

"Hyde! Did you go to college too? I thought I had a knack for interpreting the Bible and knowledge of medicine and other things. "This is my first time knowing this!"

It must have been quite surprising that I went to university.

In fact, I tried to avoid mentioning the events of the 21st century to people in this dark age as much as possible.

Even if I told you, you wouldn't believe me, and I didn't want to explain it in a complicated way.

You could be treated like a person possessed by a ghost.

Anyway.

I was originally a seminarian.

But, very unfortunately, I did not graduate.

Because I was struck by lightning.

Psyche asked.

"Hyde, where did you go to college? Have you graduated? "This is my first time hearing something like this from you, so I'm very interested!"

It was Milione who answered that question, not me.

"What woman in the world doesn't even know that her husband went to college?"

Milione was a very naughty girl.

No matter how I say it, how can I say something that just makes me want to smack myself in the face with my palm?

I ignored Milione's words and spoke to Psyche.

"The area I used to live in is so far away that even if I told you its name, you wouldn't know it. Due to certain circumstances, I couldn't graduate in the first place. So, it seems like it was providence that brought me to Barakhan Seminary."

If I show just a little bit of my knowledge and piety here, the professors will definitely be moved to tears and will grab my ankles saying, "Please take our school's diploma!" Or "Become our proud alumnus!" Br〉

Then, I would have obtained a diploma from Barakhan's Theological University.

Hehe."

I can only think that the reason I came here was the providence of the Lord Elohim prepared for that purpose.

With that feeling, I energetically entered the campus.

A wide autumn meadow.

Above, I saw quite a few young men and women gathered together, concentrating on something, and it seemed like they were in the middle of a lecture.

"Hyde, look over there! I think it's an outdoor lecture! Shall we listen to it a little bit?"

Good.

Although it was only recently established, Barakhan's seminary is said to be comparable to the 500-year-old seminary in Antioch.

Shall I evaluate what level it is?

First of all, the professor was young.

He was in his mid-30s, had long brown hair, a clean-shaven beard, and a manly face.

A typical intellectual type.

His clothes are neat, and his face is quite handsome.

Alter Archibald said while looking at him.

"That man is Baltiel, the youngest professor at Barakhan Theological Seminary. He is also the author of the book "Pilgrimage of the Thousand Roads." He's an awesome guy. It is said that a whopping 300,000 copies of 'Cheonro Pilgrimage' were sold."

The youngest professor, Baltiel.

Are you the author of "Pilgrimage of the Thousand Roads"?

It was a book I had also heard of.

It was a pretty great novel.

A story written like a fairy tale about the naive protagonist 'Pilgrim' on his journey to a utopian 'heaven' located somewhere in the world─.

In other words, it is a bit similar to my "Village of Back Alley Nymphs".

Soon Professor Val Thiel clenched his fists and spoke like an orator.

"Good writing is not just about letters, it has to be a great axe! The ax that splits the world's intolerance! "That is truly great writing!"

Oh-.

Was it during a writing class?

Psyche said.

"You must be talking about writing! Hyde, you're a great wordsmith, aren't you? It really seems like providence is with us, just like you said!"

The timing is amazing.

I was a writer who wrote a masterpiece called "The Village of Back-Alley Nymphs."

To be honest, I've already surpassed the level of undergraduate students attending school.

"Okay then, assistant teacher, please collect the assignments."

Zek-.

At the words of the young professor, students began handing stacks of paper to the teaching assistant.

Was it a writing assignment?

It was then.

The young professor who was looking over the assignments frowned.

"The village of back alley nymphs… ? What is this… ?"

A voice that I couldn't pass by stimulated my ears.

When I turned my head, the young professor Baltiel was holding my book "Village of Back Alley Nymphs".

Why?

Soon Milione laughed.

"I submitted it. "I was curious how a genius writer would evaluate Hyde's novel."

What kind of useless thing?

Milione was truly a master at getting things done.

But─.

For some reason, I started to feel nervous.

A genius writer will recognize a genius.

What if I give too much praise?

He turned to me and said, "Don't you want to become my best disciple? No, I will take you as your teacher! What if you say, "Teach me how to write!"

Zek-.

Palak, Palak-.

Valtiel opened my book and read it quickly.

He soon closed the book and said.

"Who is this? Who played this prank? "I don't know who it is, but this person failed."

What?

I felt dizzy before my eyes.

Have you ever thought, "You can't believe you're only showing me such a great book now! Joy! I thought it was a failure in the sense of "You're a failure!", But it wasn't.

Young professor Baltiel was seriously angry.

"Look at these nymphs here. What kind of weird language are these guys using? Did you by any chance plagiarize 'Pilgrim', the innocent protagonist of My Pilgrimage?"

What the fuck.

What kind of plagiarism is plagiarism?

Alter Archibald said.

"Professor Baltiel, that book was not submitted as an assignment. "My sister was rude and interrupted the lecture, so please forgive her."

As he said that, Alter Archibald hit his sister's head like she was eating honey.

Milione, who was laughing, let out an undignified scream of "Gek!" And shed tears.

"Oh why!"

Milione gets angry.

It was only then that Baltiel relaxed his expression.

"I see. I also thought that someone was using a trick to disparage and insult my lecture. There are a lot these days. Those guys who think they're the Blood Crusade or something—."

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After the lecture.

We sat outside in the field and talked.

Alter said.

"I also really enjoyed reading Pilgrimage. In particular, the scene where Pilgrim's friend Monolan was unfairly burned at the stake, but the angels came down and led him to heaven was moving."

It seems that Alter was a person who liked religious books.

Soon Bal Thiel bowed his head and spoke humbly.

"I only thought about that part for about 3 minutes while eating breakfast, but that's an exaggeration. Strangely enough, people give more positive reviews to the roughly written parts than to the parts that were written with great effort! Haha!"

Are you bragging?

Unlucky guy.

I also decided to say a few words.

"As an expert, it certainly seemed like it was written roughly. I was rather surprised that it took three minutes to think about writing those sentences."

When I nodded, Valtiel looked at me.

"You said you were Lord Hyde. I've heard so many stories. Furthermore, I wanted to meet you and see who you are. It's nice to meet you like this. "Is the previous article a synopsis?"

"Synopsis?"

"Oh, maybe my use of words was too difficult? A synopsis is a blueprint that outlines the plot of a work. "It's like a skeleton."

Did you ask because I didn't know what it meant?

My finished work is a synopsis?

Soon Baltiel spoke.

"Was it by any chance a finished work? It was very rude. I understand that being eloquent does not mean you are a good writer. "It is difficult to have multiple talents at the same time."

You damn bastard!

Are you openly giving me the choice in front of me?

Good.

I will accept this fight!

"I don't have the talent to be a writer. What on earth do you see that makes you say that? "Isn't it possible that Professor Baltiel's insight was wrong?"

"Haha! That won't happen. As for me, "Pilgrimage to the Heavenly Father" Sold a total of 500,000 copies, and its previous work, "What Do People Eat," Also sold 300,000 copies."

800,000 volumes.

Since he sold that many copies, he must be a great writer—is this what you mean?

Just because he was a writer who sold a lot, does that mean he can just evaluate and condemn other people's works?

What a stupid guy.

The level of this theological university is also worth knowing.

"Professor Baltiel. Just because people eat more oat oatmeal than sirloin steak doesn't make oat oatmeal a greater food. Just because it sells a lot doesn't mean it's a better article."

How do you feel?

My advice!

Valtiel said, "Hmm─." I fell silent.

You must have been embarrassed!

However, the students who were looking at this scene frowned and started running around like angry monkeys.

"What? "Is the guy who uses this unsaleable trash insulting our professor?"

"Our professor has over 1 million readers! 1 million! If those people spit just once, your body will be submerged in water, and you will drown!"

This was completely an away stadium.

I felt like a punching bag being pounded by many people.

Still, I had my side.

"Hyde is a person who writes very touching and warm words! If you read them all properly, your thoughts will change! "I like it!"

Even though everyone points their fingers at me, Psyche takes my side!

It was then.

Clap─.

Professor Valtiel applauded.

"Everyone, let's not talk too much. When I look back at the first piece I wrote, I feel miserable. Everyone has clumsy moments. It will be resolved as experience and depth accumulate."

Zech─.

Valtiel puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I'll give you a special tip. Villain. Hyde, the level of villainy in your story is woefully low. This is where beginners make mistakes. Just keep in mind that a good story requires a good villain."

Villain.

The level of villains I create is terrible?

"Professor Baltiel, do you know who the real villain is?"

"Of course I know. I jump in with both feet and research data to describe vivid environments. Not long ago, I met and interviewed a member of Psychos."

Psychos.

The people around me trembled at that story.

"Well, aren't they scary guys who kill people for a hobby?"

"I can't believe I had to go to such lengths to write a book. Indeed, experts are different."

"Professor Valtiel is truly amazing!"

Damn it!

You can't brag like you know everything about the world just because you interviewed a bad guy in a safe place!

Is there no depth in my writing?

I have no experience in my life?

An elite bastard who seems that the only hardship he has experienced since being born in the world is waking up in the morning and going to the bathroom to wash his face!

The level of villains written in my story is low?

I can't even laugh when a guy who could be used as a third-rate villain in an episode says something like that!

Good!

I'll show you what a real villain is!

"Psyche, I have some business to run, so I'll be back."

I was about to head to the bathroom.

Psyche followed me and said with her fists clenched.

"Hyde, don't pay too much attention to what people say! I get energized every time I read new stories you write! "I like the story you wrote better!"

Hearing Psyche's story seemed to ease his mind, but he could no longer bear it.

Just once today.

You will become a righteous punisher just once!