How a Hero Lives as a Writer chapter 5

5 – Still a warrior. (2)

I heard a sound and turned her head in the direction I came from. A woman was standing there.

No, she is more like a girl than a woman.

Because she doesn’t seem to be taller than 160, and her face and figure gave the impression that she was young.

However, she was unique in terms of the sense of intimidation that was revealed in her body.

Her black hair was familiar, but her ruby red eyes seemed to see through everything in me.

It feels like a beast like a lion or a tiger is standing in front of you.

I felt a threat to my life that I had never felt even in front of the 190cm giant, Prince Albert.

“Oh, hero?”

She didn’t even look at the stigma on my right hand, but she seemed to be aware of my identity.

Still, it didn’t feel strange.

For some reason, it occurred to me that if it was this person, she would be natural.

Yes, it is a witch.

Her I don’t think there’s a better word to describe her than her witch.

Like the witch hat on her head, the robe she’s wearing, and the book as big as her upper body in her arms.

It’s harder not to describe this as a witch.

She looks like a witch who came down from the moon in the night sky.

As I thought so, the witch’s eyebrows twitched.

Can you even read minds?

“The hero of this generation has quite a special power.”

The witch stared at me as if she knew everything.

“Can I ask who you are and where you are?”

If you make a mistake with your words, your hair will become stiff.

For that reason, expressions used only in the military came out naturally.

“I am Helena. He is the wizard who guards the Cradle of Stars here.”

“Uh… I am Bright. Marera is a warrior summoned to the world.”

“….”

It felt like self-introduction time, so when I said that, the wizard’s eyebrows twitched once again.

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Ah, this guy is kind of funny.

Although he feels like a dangerous person, on the other hand, he is a person with subtle warmth.

Should I say it smells like people?

“This hero is a shameless person.”

“Call me a confident person.”

But when you see the expression ‘this hero’, it means you saw the last hero, right?

This mage, Spring Autumn is a bit….

Pain!

I heard something explode right in front of my eyes.

I looked at the mage with a bewildered expression.

The magician who created this pangong sound was holding his index finger up as if he was like, ‘Would you like to taste some superpowers?’.

It seems like he can read my thoughts.

“This time… Keuhum, Bright is a very challenging person.”

Ah, this wizard is kind of cute.

“Is this a book?”

The things on the bookshelf look like books, but somehow they don’t feel like books.

I don’t know why, but for some reason I feel like I shouldn’t touch it.

“Bright has excellent senses. It would be better to follow that feeling in the future.”

Is there something else?

“To put this place in a concept familiar to you, you could call it the Akashic Records.”

The Akashic Records.

It means the memory of the world where everything that will happen in the past, present, and future is recorded.

That said, the books here are not ordinary books.

This means that the concept of the memory of the world takes the form of a book.

It must mean that it contains too much information for ordinary people to come into contact with.

I wonder if that was the premonition that I shouldn’t come into contact with it somehow.

“Yes, if you open the book now… got it?”

She said and raised her finger.

It must mean that my head explodes with a bang when I read a book like that Pagongeum earlier.

A cold sweat began to flow down my back.

“Still, the fact that you came here must mean that you have been guided by the stars.”

I don’t know what that means, but I’m sure it didn’t come by accident anyway.

Doesn’t the fact that I came here mean that I have the right to read the materials here?

Of course, I can’t read it now because my brain is in danger of bursting.

“With the power you have, you can read at least one small piece of information.”

“A little bit of information?”

“I’ll tell you myself, tell me well.”

It is said that it is small information, but the small information of great beings and the small information of humans are different from the concept.

I think it means that you can know at least one piece of information if you want.

… Uh, is it true?

Because he is someone who can read my thoughts, I took a sneak peek at him, but it really feels like that.

Anything can tell you one piece of information?

I have a lot of questions.

The question of why I was summoned here in Mare.

The question of why I was chosen by the Holy Sword and the shape of the Holy Sword is the key.

A question about the existence of God here.

Question about the level of literature that is strangely bad.

The question of whether I can return home

The question of how to go back home.

Everything was full of doubts.

But.

ㅡ When are you going to write it?

….

“In the Duchy of Oklia, there is a princess named Reina who is suffering from what appears to be narcolepsy. She wants to know how to treat her illness.”

I have a lot of questions.

But nothing was more precious than her life.

I want to help her laugh out loud saying that my novel is interesting.

That urge pushed my back.

“… Are you really a warrior?”

“Yes?”

“No, nothing.”

Mistress Helena muttered something, then stared at me.

“I can easily tell you that much. If there is an elixir made from the power of the World Tree, it can be cured.”

“You mean the Elixir?”

“Yes. But it’s something you can’t get anymore.”

“… Did the world tree at least wither?”

“No, because elves don’t interact with humans.”

“Ah.”

This means that there is a solution, but it cannot be resolved.

Ah, I’m tired.

With this much information, there is a high possibility that Prince Albert also knew about it.

To blow away a precious opportunity like this….

I felt like my body was losing strength.

I can’t do anything like this… No, wait.

If elves can’t get an elixir because they don’t interact with humans, doesn’t that mean that they can communicate?

“How?”

Miss Helena looked at me with a soft expression and asked that question.

There is only one way.

“Culture.”

You can use the novel I wrote to remove the bar in the hearts of the elves.

“It won’t be easy.”

“It won’t be easy.”

If it was that easy, all of humanity would have been able to interact peacefully in the first place.

But I didn’t feel like giving up because it wasn’t easy.

I still don’t realize it, but I was summoned as a hero.

A hero is a being who does things that ordinary people cannot do.

It is a symbol of hope and a being that unites people’s hearts.

I am the chosen one to be such a hero.

So I can definitely do it.

My friend, Minsu, who was out of school in Japan, went to ten convenience stores in search of Pokemon bread.

Culture is such a scary thing.

I can do it… !

“I hope so.”

Miss Helena smiled softly and held out her right hand.

Then she swung her hand from left to right as if unlocking her phone.

At that moment, the scenery around me was distorted, and when I came to my senses, I was back in my room.

… Isn’t it a dream?

With that in mind, I hurriedly summoned the holy sword.

Then I felt that the energy of the key, which had given off a dazzling golden light just a moment ago, had diminished.

Isn’t that a dream after all?

ㅡ Yes, it is not a dream.

I was startled and turned my head in the direction the sound came from.

Mistress Helena was there as if it were natural.

But it felt a little different from before.

Should I say that it feels like a translucent being floating around like a ghost….

ㅡ A ghost is such an rude child.

Miss Helena tapped my head, but I didn’t feel anything.

It’s not a ghost, but it seems to be in a similar state.

“Why are you here?”

—- Because that is the will of the great.

Is this the will of the god who protects the world?

“Um… Does that mean you can’t enter that library in this state?”

I held out the faded Holy Sword to Miss Helena.

Miss Helena gave her a small nod.

ㅡ It will depend on what you do.

“What do you mean?”

ㅡ A warrior-like task?

“Huh.”

If you can’t split mountains with a sword and split the sea with a staff, you brought up the word disqualification as a hero.

How am I supposed to do a warrior’s job?

ㅡ Strength is not the only weapon.

So do your best.

Mistress Helena smiled as she said that.

It looks like a girl, but for some reason, it was a charming smile that made my heart flutter.

ㅡ A pedophile?

No!

If someone hears it, they say it will be a big deal. This person….

ㅡ A cute guy.

Look at this, just looking at it, is it that it has changed to a childish appearance?

“Umm, ‘strong is not the only weapon’….”

That would mean that it is not a mechanism for gaining experience points by slicing monsters like in RPGs.

What would be a warrior-like task?

It also means doing something beneficial to mankind, right?

Is it like the last leaf?

[I won’t die until Bright’s novel is finished… !]

[Oh, daughter….]

[Writer Bright’s next work is coming out soon. I won’t die until I finish reading the novel… !]

[Ohh, daughter….]

[It is said that a work that shares the worldview of author Bright is coming out soon. Until I finish reading the novel… !]

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In a way like this.

Can’t this be said to have saved a person’s life?

ㅡ Poop.

Miss Helena covered her mouth, and she let out a mocking laugh.

No, that’s a bit too much.

—-Yes, that can be said to be a hero’s task.

Oh?

Then the story will be different.

I don’t know why, but the quality of literature in this world is a bit low compared to other studies.

Then you can eat it raw.

Take a taste of the warrior’s cultural invasion.

ㅡ Your novel was interesting.

“Yes?”

ㅡ It was more fun than any novel written in Marais. So there is no need to insure that much.

“How did you read it?”

Ah, this is the Akashic Records.

This is the ‘Cradle of Stars’, where all the truths of the world gather.

Of course, I had no choice but to include information about my novel.

ㅡ You said it wouldn’t have become mainstream in the world you were in, but it was a very fun and enjoyable story.

“Is that so?”

ㅡ You were summoned as a hero in the first place because you had a good reason.

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If you keep popping it up like that, I think I’ll shout ‘Deshaaa!’ While doing the moonwalk without even realizing it?

Praise makes even a whale dance.

ㅡ Are you also a pedophile?

… Not really.

I was suddenly summoned to this world, and for some reason I felt helpless.

Even when we talked, it felt like there was a wall in there for some reason.

It’s not that I’m a lolicon, it’s that I missed someone I could openly talk to in many ways.

– Yes?

This person has such a bad personality.

Still, I don’t think I’m a bad person.

You said you would only answer one thing, but you told me quite a few things.

Maybe it’s because the existence of the elixir is information that can be found out without going through the ‘Cradle of Stars’.

I looked down at my stigmatized right hand.

I don’t know why I was chosen as a hero and came to this world.

Still, I am a warrior.

If there is something I can do, I want to try it.

It’s difficult to save humanity, but let’s find at least one fan who says my novel is fun.

I swore that.