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How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World

Reincarnated in a fantasy world. All of the novels worth reading here appear to be SAT English problems. So I began writing my own fantasy novels as a hobby to augment my previous job. However, the novel I wrote had an odd ripple effect. That’s fantastic as well. Note: This translation is an edited MTL with some edits for better understanding and manual rectification of some (not all) errors. If there are still some errors, I apologize for that.

DreuxX · Fantasia
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141 Chs

Chapter 78

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I was distracted by the spicy version of Marie I experienced for the first time, but my steps towards the mansion did not stop.

Still, the heat on his face showed no sign of subside because he was still holding his arms crossed. Even if I pretended to be as carefree as possible, as Marie said, everything was revealed on her face, so it didn't mean much.

"Hold on. Hold on."

"don't do it."

"No. I'll do more."

Marie pressed her finger on my face like that and played with it. Even if I told her not to do it, she smiled sweetly and ignored it.

I wonder if the red water comes out when I ask why. It was ridiculous, so I just laughed out loud.

In the end, I had to give up halfway through. It's not particularly bad, it's just Marie's expression of affection, so I'm going to leave it alone.

It doesn't matter if someone happens to pass by and sees the two of us. If it was Marie, I would proudly announce to him that we are lovers.

Even though I'm a bit shy from the position of becoming a boyfriend, I like her confident. She sometimes thinks she's more masculine than me.

So it was when Marie almost got to the mansion playing pranks on me.

"Welcome, Miss Marie. Welcome back to the family."

An old man who was waiting in front of the mansion greeted me politely according to the etiquette. I bowed my head and looked at the old man who greeted me politely.

The first thing that caught my eye was the traditional butler's attire.

Her gray hair was neatly tucked back, and her mustache was neatly trimmed without any disturbance. She also made her reliable build, which could not be concealed even with her household clothes, reminiscent of a refined sword.

The traces of training in the past remained intact, revealing the toughness that could not be taken carelessly.

"Hello. Butler Sebastian. It's been a while. How have you been?"

"It's always the same for me. But who is the red-haired gentleman next to you? It looks like you've seen it somewhere…"

The old man who was greeted by Marie straightened his bent back and looked at me. He didn't notice when he bent down, but when he stretched out his tongue, he knew he was quite tall.

My father is 190cm tall, and the butler in front was similar to him. Despite his age, he is clearly capable of his straight back.

'I heard that the butler character is usually strong…'

It must be like a fantasy world. I did not back down at all and answered the butler's brightly shining gaze.

"Hello. My name is Isaac Ducker Michelle of the Michelle family."

"Hmm. It must have been the Michelle family. Somehow, he said he was used to red hair."

The butler, whom Marie called Sebastian, seems to know my father's reputation. Of course, I had no intention of getting it out of my mouth.

"Anyway, welcome to the Requilis family mansion. I don't think it's necessary to ask about their relationship."

Sebastian spoke softly but skillfully. Haha, he's still holding his arms in a friendly way, so if you don't notice, that person must be weird.

I smiled bitterly at him, and Marie laughed even more deeply, leaning on her shoulder as if to show off our relationship. Sebastian smiled sweetly at our sweet relationship.

"Sebastian. Who's inside now?"

"Both of you are inside. In particular, I heard that the master did everything in one day when he heard that the lady was coming back."

There seems to be a faint smell of a daughter-in-law already. To be honest, if you have a daughter like Marie, it's normal for anyone to be a daughter-in-law.

Of course, for me as a boyfriend, a huge barrier has been built. A rough road is expected.

Not knowing how I felt, Marie just smiled.

"Dad, too. Because I can't dry it."

"First of all, I'll take both of you inside. Young-sik will have to stay in the guest room for a while, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"Okay. It's a short time, but I'll treat you with all my heart."

Sebastian reached out to the mansion and we both moved on. As we started moving, Sebastian started to lead and guide us.

Eventually, I was able to reach the front door of the mansion, and the size was no joke from the front door. On the front door made of wood, an eagle symbolizing the Requilis family was engraved, exuding dignity as if soaring into the sky at any moment.

As Marie said that the dwarves designed it with great care, it was obvious that they put a lot of effort into it.

profit-

While I was admiring the front door, Sebastian opened the door for me. And he pointed his hand inward as if to go inside.

Before going inside, Marie loosened her arms, which she had not fully loosened. She was wearing it as if she would never untie it, so I had no choice but to question it.

"At least you should be polite at home. You think so too, don't you?"

She looked at Marie with a questioning look on her face and said with a whimper. Although she was right, she was a little sad.

Marie pinched my cheek slightly, as if my feelings were clearly reflected in her expression. Asking her to be patient is a bonus.

"Then I'll go to the guest's room first. Please follow me."

Sebastian started to guide me in the interlude while Marie was teasing me. I followed him slowly, looking at his reliable back.

The inside of the mansion was far from splendid, but just like the exterior, there was grandeur. It was monotonous but harmonized with colors that matched each other, and the internal structure was also arranged with only what was necessary, making it comfortable for the eyes.

Most notably, the ceiling is the highlight. As Marie told me before, I heard that the Requilis family values ​​history.

It was a picture of a coalition of elves and beasts, and humans collide with each other, and the dwarves are a force that supports humans rather than a coalition, so they are airlifting weapons from afar.

The descriptions were so well written that even those who were not well versed in history could understand what it meant at a glance.

'After the war of races was over, the Minerva Empire was born, so I just painted it on the ceiling.'

Anyway, to say that there is no glamor is an understatement. Painting such a picture on the ceiling, which is like the 'sky', means that it is considered as important.

"The Minerva Empire was nothing more than an ordinary kingdom during the tribal war. However, it was re-established as an empire based on the outstanding abilities of the first emperor and the political power of Requilis. It has safely passed through the Cold War period after the tribal war and was able to reach it today."

As I stared blankly at the ceiling, Sebastian's soft voice pierced my ears. With his head down, Sebastian was waiting with a gentle smile on his face.

I blinked and pointed to the ceiling and asked him.

"That's a description of a tribal war, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is."

"It's a bit disappointing that there are no demons. The demons were divided into two factions and participated in the war."

During the tribal war, the demons were divided into two groups and participated in each alliance. Demons who hate humans and those who don't.

But now, in the painting on the ceiling, the figure of the demon was not even visible. Although the demons could not make a big contribution due to the discrimination of the times, they played a big role.

When I pointed out that part, Sebastian also opened his mouth with a voice that was a little confused as to whether he knew it well.

"…that's sad for me too. I heard that the artist who drew that picture at the time suffered damage from demons. Perhaps that's why he didn't include demons."

"Hmm…"

"But now, I'm working on it again, so don't worry."

"all right."

Although it was a little suspicious because he was a Requilis who values ​​history as a virtue, he easily passed it on because he was working on it again. Sebastian then started giving directions again, and Marie and I followed him.

Eventually, while following the guest room, I found portraits installed on the wall of the long hallway. And under the portrait, a brief description is added along with the year used in this world.

'It looks like the owner of the requilis by year.'

It's clear that sometimes there are portraits of people with white hair like Marie. As I walked slowly while looking at the portrait, Sebastian, who was guiding me, moved slowly in accordance with my gait.

Marie, who was next to me, stayed still until I was done watching. She was a boring portrait of her to her, so I thought she'd make a fuss, but she cared about me.

"…Well?"

While passing by observing each portrait, I suddenly found an unusual portrait.

Signs with explanations are usually white, but this one has a black background.

I was skeptical about this, and when I looked at the explanation attached to the explanation column, I was able to understand it immediately.

[The worst villain in the history of the Requilis family.]

[Assassinate the brother to ascend the duke.]

[Recruiting enlisted men for the revival of the Minerva Empire. And collusion with the surrounding nobles.]

[Aside from that, he usually leads a promiscuous life and intimidates the employee because he doesn't like it.]

[All illegitimate children born as a result are expelled.]

Being a good-natured dog, a tiger is not always born under a tiger. Even in the Requilis family, which produces talented people with outstanding personalities like this, there are always evil people.

If you look at what made it stand out, it is presumed that it means that you should become a teacher on the other hand. Because people usually learn greater enlightenment from bad history.

"Hazelhausen Rechilis. He had good abilities, but he used his powers for bad things, and he didn't have a good personality. Fortunately, his son did not put the Rechilis family in danger as he was a teacher."

As before, I carefully observed the portrait, and Sebastian Boo gave an explanation.

I patted my chin and looked at the portrait, then listened to his explanation and brought out my questions.

"If you colluded with the nobles around you, wouldn't this be a sign of rebellion?

"Fortunately, the next head of state stopped him before the imperial family noticed. Naturally, the Duke of Hazel was deposed and his son took over the title. That man is Indyshausen Rechilis, the present Duke's grandfather."

"Well…"

It's also fun. Nothing intrigues me more than history.

I wanted to look around a little more, but it was not polite to delay time like this, so I left. It's enough to learn more about history later.

"Young-sik seems to like history."

"It's fun."

"Heh heh heh. You're a good fit for the Requilis family."

As Sebastian said that, he glanced at Marie. Marie, realizing the meaning in his gaze, reddened her face and lowered her head slightly.

Unlike Ricks, her shy face was so cute. She almost involuntarily grabbed her hand.

"This is the guest room. I'll be bringing light refreshments soon. May I ask if you'd like to stay overnight?"

"No. No. I'm just here for a visit. I'll be there soon."

"Okay. Then wait a minute. Oh! There's a book over there, so if you're bored, you can read it."

"thank you."

"Then have a good time."

quiver-

When Sebastian opened the door himself, I nodded to him and went inside. I forgot to make eye contact with Marie before going inside.

She had a pouty expression on her face as if she didn't want to fall with me, even for a short time. I smiled at him and whispered in my mouth.

'I will wait.'

As soon as I said that with my mouth, Marie smiled brightly. Then she waved her hand and she waved me and she also waved her hand.

rattle-

As Sebastian closed the door, silence subsided in the guest room. Even though I was alone, the atmosphere became quiet in an instant and I felt strange.

First of all, Sebastian said he would bring light refreshments later, so I think it would be better to sit down. I turned my back and looked at the scenery of the guest room.

"…her."

Now there is no admiration. Considering it was a guest room, it was almost as spacious as a small house.

Could this be the interior of a true chaebol house? There was a long table for serving customers in the center, and there was also a terrace outside.

The most striking thing is the bookshelves that are located in the most corners. It must have been a guest room, but the bookshelves stood upright at the level of a study.

I set aside everything else and walked towards the bookshelf. I wonder what books are on the bookshelf. If possible, I wish there were books I haven't read.

"Let's see… I've read this, I've read this, I've read this."

what. you've read it all

I thought it was the Requilis family, so it was full of history books, but I read them all at home. It's not a history book, but it's a book I've read at least once at home.

Because it was a room for entertaining guests, it seemed that popular books were selected. I tried to turn away from the bookshelf in regret.

[Xenon Biography]

"… …"

My books were scattered all over the empty bookshelf, apparently newly installed. From the 1st volume to the latest 10 volumes, it's straight forward.

There is a biography of Xenon in the Duke's guest room, not anywhere else, so what should I say? It feels like a fantasy novel in the school library when I was in high school.

'But didn't you say that you can only buy one book per Xenon's biography?'

I took the first book of Zeno's biography out of the bookshelf. There was no dust on it, and the cover of the book was clean.

I didn't even feel the dampness and scruffy characteristic of the book. It must have been recently purchased or the moisture had been thoroughly managed.

Sharak-

I flipped through the book and turned the cover. The paper is slightly discolored, but considering the time when the first volume was released, it is rather well maintained.

'Let's put this back. I'll have to look at another book.'

It was a book I wrote, so I wasn't very interested. I put Xenon's biography on the road bookshelf and checked for other books.

"Huh? You haven't seen this?"

There was a book under the bookshelf that I had not yet found. I picked up the book with anticipation.

Luckily, it was a book about history. It is a perfect book for me as it is an investigation book on the complicated 'tribal war'.

Hearingly, he walked towards the table and put his buttocks on the guest sofa. She felt like she was serious enough to spend her time reading this book until Marie returned.

'It was a windfall.'

I turned the pages of the book with a pounding heart. Even if it was a book that was placed at the bottom, traces of diligent management were sparsely caught my eye.

After that, he showed his concentration and began to immerse himself in the knowledge that the book delivered. It was a new book, so I was able to enjoy it even more.

'This person sees the root cause of the tribal war from a different perspective. This is also interesting.'

Books are originally a training center for knowledge that people use. Of course, since each person has a different opinion, the knowledge conveyed in the book must also be different.

Many people think that the race war broke out because of the ideological difference between elves and humans, but this book is different. You are saying that humans created some sort of manipulation event to challenge the elves.

In fact, in order for a great war such as a tribal war to occur, a 'justice' is absolutely necessary. The moment you declare war on neighboring countries without a justification, you will almost certainly be beaten up, and in the worst case, you can become like Nazi Germany in World War II.

Of course, the people may oppose the war, but the Nazis brainwashed their people and covered their eyes and ears. At that time, the Internet was not widespread, so it would have been easier to brainwash.

'By the way, what did humans think and fight during the tribal war? I'm curious.'

If you look back on history one by one, you will be curious about the thoughts of the people of that time. Unless you see and experience it with your own eyes, you can understand that person, but you cannot empathize with them.

I didn't even notice the passing of time, so I focused on the story in the book. Occasionally I felt a sign of someone coming and going in front of me, but I didn't care.

Once immersed, it was a moment when my own unique characteristics that showed extreme concentration were demonstrated.

"…Hmm."

"… …"

"Ugh!"

Then the sound of someone coughing and coughing pierced my ears. At the same time, my strong concentration was broken in an instant and I was pulled out of the sea of ​​knowledge.

I became uncomfortable for a while because my concentration was broken, but I realized later that this was not my house, but Requilis' mansion. He hurriedly raised his head and looked at the owner who had coughed in vain.

The first thing that caught my eye was the blue-white hair. Not like Sebastian's old hair, but pure white hair.

The face was also a very unusual impression, where strictness and softness coexist, but the blue eyes that were filled with gentleness made me feel compassion.

The attire is also a simple yet dignified white suit. I blinked and stared blankly at the man who appeared in front of me without warning.

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Eventually, when the man's gaze and mine crossed, the man opened his mouth with a soft yet heavy voice.

"Is your young friend interested in history?"

"… …"

As soon as those words came out, I hurriedly looked around him on either side. He prayed inwardly that it wasn't.

But the world is not easy. Sebastian and Marie stood next to the man in my ominous fleet.

I didn't notice the passing of time and focused on the book, and I had no idea that they had returned.

'…It's a big deal.'

I ended up being photographed as a person who ate a meal out of courtesy to my girlfriend's father.