Epic Of The Demonic Sage Chapter 12
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About three days had passed since the Inanis Family had found out about Asher's awakening. They could tell that he was responsive to them and understood them by gestures and speaking to him. But one time someone tried to show him a letter, and he found it unable to read it.
Lucius had thought that since he was able to understand their language, perhaps the brain of Asher still had enough information stored in it that it allowed him to know it. Lucius could tell that the language they were speaking was not the same one that was spoken in his previous world, while there were a few similarities, this one was still different.
'Looks like while this body has the information from the speech area of the brain intact, it has lost the part for written language. This is gonna make it a bit difficult for me, but I'll learn the language in a couple of months; not like this would be my first time learning a completely new language.
I've learned ancient Akalian so this one should be a piece of cake compared to it.' Lucius thought to himself.
Another thing he learned was that there were actually three different scripts for writing. Even though the pronunciations were the same, the letters themselves were different. What made this even more complex was that these three scripts could then be mixed and matched to make even more complex words.
Lucius had seen syntax like this before in a few languages in his past world and even knew a couple that needed it. Fortunately, it was this very experience from his past life that would make him able to learn the language faster.
The Inanis family was rather depressed upon hearing that its sole heir was now mute and paralyzed. But Lucius knew that this was temporary and his body should be able to recover in a few days. It was simply his soul which had not yet adapted to the body and thus couldn't control it fully.
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He was lucky that this was the only kind of incompatibility that he got. There have been examples in the past, where a person whose soul was transplanted could control the limbs and all voluntary functions, but their involuntary and autonomous functions were all in a disarray.
Most of the subjects were barely alive for two minutes before dying. One couldn't survive for long if their brain didn't continuously tell their heart to pump, or their endocrine glands to secret hormones in a specified manner.
Lucius was anxious about this very part, but his survival for these many days had ensured him that it was not his problem.
'At least it's not as boring anymore.' Lucius thought.
Asher would get a lot of visitors every day that would talk to him and show him things. This was actually ordered in secret by Lady Lita. She thought that if Asher had people that would regularly talk to and interact with them, he would not lose hope and be depressed.
She was also happy since Asher would respond to their queries and conversations in his own way. He would mostly blink to reply or give no reaction if he did not agree with something. Lucius had to alternate between his vision and hearing to make sense of the conversions.
'If it were the language from my past, then even if I didn't have my hearing, I would have been able to read their lips. But here it is still too soon for me to read their lips.' Lucius thought.
Fifteen more days passed like this, and Kiana would take care of Lucius's needs. She would feed him, clean him, and bathe him. Even the healer was shocked by his quick recovery and wondered if he would be able to break through his paralysis on his own.
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Lucius also heard that they had called for a certain priest from the Grand Cathedral of Alana. From the conversations of the people, Lucius had understood that Alana was a god they revered in this kingdom. He didn't know if it was worshiped in the entire world, but it was the main religion of this kingdom at the very least.
Apparently, the Priests of Alana had 'Divine gifts' that could let them heal people. The priest that was called by his family was one that had a great status, such that even his father, the count, had to promise a heavy tithe in order to convince one of them to visit them.
'Hah, seems like no matter the world, the church will stay the same.' Lucius scoffed.
But even though Lucius scoffed at the church like this, he did not dare to blaspheme the god Alana. From the fact that it could bestow Divine gifts to people meant that the god was real. Lucius didn't know what the penalty for blasphemy was here in this world.
In his previous world, the Tharian theocracy was the religious headquarters of the world. The Church of Thara was located there, and a majority of the people in the world were its followers. Even the enemies of the Tharian Theocracy itself were followers of the god Thara.
While they had conflict in terms of worldly interests, it was not the same in terms of religion where they followed the same god. Even if the Tharian theocracy had the power of Thara on their side, they actually couldn't ask the god to hurt their enemies as they were both under his grace.
The punishment for blasphemy was quite severe in his previous world. If one was found out, depending on the severity of the blasphemous act, they would either be crippled or killed. If one blasphemed in the secret, they would be free for a while, but eventually, the Divine wrath of Thara would descend and either injure or kill that person.
The only place that was safe from the influence of the god Thara was the lands that were ruled by the Barrom clan and a few more countries that had their own religions and gods.
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