How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 211

Chapter 211

After learning Kate’s destructive knowledge of the Holy Spirit, I headed straight to the Luminus Temple the next day.

I asked in detail, one by one, how did you educate your child to make this happen?

At the end of the day, there is a point where the perception towards Kate has almost been shattered, and even though she is an adult, there is a problem that she has this level of s*xual knowledge.

It’s never been like that before, but if someone with an insidious plan stretched out his magical powers on Kate, a major accident would have occurred.

And Luminus’ answer was enough to leave him speechless.

[This is the part I can’t do anything about. Education is something I can’t do, right? Even a god is not omnipotent.]

‘Is this all purely coincidental? It’s almost neglected for a grace given…’

[Leave it. you’re doing too much How much attention did I give to the boy? Of course, other education including s*x education was entrusted to the denomination, but […]

Knowing that he also has some responsibility, Luminus responded with a rather timid attitude.

As I have felt before, he is a God with a human aspect. Not only Luminous, but also Mora.

I was able to finish the happenings only after receiving an answer that the countless things about Kate would be resolved slowly.

[If it’s really hard, will you teach me?]

‘Don’t say anything on a big day.’

At the end of the day, though, I did hear a creepy sound. Still, it’s not that I completely rejected it, but I’m going to leave it to someone else because I can do the seed strike again.

Others also tried to take action after they learned of Kate’s vague knowledge of the Holy Spirit.

We’re not close right now, and each of us had work to do, so it’s been delayed.

‘I didn’t know there was such a person in the world.’

After that, returning to the dorm, I paused while I was writing and thought of Kate.

Originally, nothing came to mind other than a pervert or a prostitute, but now that I know the truth, I feel a little pitiful.

Learning wrong is worse than not learning at all, and even though I don’t know how the denomination taught it, the level of holy knowledge is disastrous.

‘It’s not a very unlikely story, but…’

Something similar happened in a previous life. A couple in China did not have children, so they consulted a doctor, and to their surprise, the concept of s*x itself did not exist.

This often happens in past lives with advanced civilizations and education, and there is no law that this world will not do the same.

Of course, it is true that the Luminus Church made a big mistake. Even though Kate was bestowed with grace, she didn’t give me proper knowledge.

I don’t know if it was to maintain purity or if there was no educator, but it is a spectacle in many ways.

‘The lack of friends must have played a part.’

Was there anyone who had the courage to be friends with Kate, who was even blessed by God?

If I had a friend, I would have noticed Kate’s strangeness and gave her the proper knowledge of the Holy Spirit.

I felt that my perception of Kate was gradually changing, then I let go of my thoughts and focused on writing.

The number of literary students nearly tripled and the need to consult with Cherry reduced the writing time, but it is already about two-thirds full. the problem is…

‘…Did I write too much?’

I scratched the bridge of my nose as I looked at the thickly stacked manuscripts. The words are two-thirds, which is equivalent to having already written a whole book.

Originally, I thought I would write two separate books, but as I just wrote what I wanted, the manuscripts piled up. It was ambiguous to share it as it is, so I just wrote it without thinking.

‘It would be nice if there were more.’

I shrugged and resumed writing with the magic pen that my father gave me. The contents of Volume 16 are roughly as follows.

Hikton, a land of beasts, literally engulfed in chaos after Satan beheaded the warchief in Volume 15. In the midst of this, the two groups were arguing with each other.

Those who believe that the strongest person should be the warchief, and those who change their minds and believe that someone with great political skills should become the warchief.

The problem is that even if you become a warchief, there is a widespread atmosphere that you must defeat Satan to recognize the true warchief. Of course, the situation where the Holm River has to be stretched out.

However, Satan’s force is strong enough to make fun of even the previous warchiefs. It sounded plausible, but no one was willing to become a warchief.

‘In order for Kind to have legitimacy and become a warchief…’

Satan must be defeated as scheduled. However, a period of one year is required to apply again to those who have passed the Holm River.

During that year, Kind trains to defeat Satan somehow, but it is at a level that is too low because he is born with a fragile body.

At times, Xenon, who was watching from the side, looked sadly and suggested how about quitting. After all, Satan said he would knock him down, so just rest.

However, Kind said that he couldn’t do that, and once again reaffirmed that he had to break it with the Holm River.

‘This is where Satan’s detailed past is revealed.’

In Volume 15, it is only said that Satan was banished from Hikton for political reasons. In Volume 16, it is revealed more closely through Kind’s mouth.

A man who was originally an ideal head of household and leader who terribly cared for his family and tribe, but lost everything due to an external attack. He is a man with a tragic past.

Satan did not become a demon himself, but the circumstances and people around him made him into a demon. The result is revenge on the warchief.

‘But I can’t kill my brother.’

Although Satan and Kind were half brothers, they loved each other very much. When Kindle, who was weak since childhood, was bullied, Satan came forward and solved it.

If the previous warchief had not been blinded by greed, the force would have been taken over by Satan and the resourcefulness by Kind. The friendship between the two is so strong.

Although the brothers were forced to point their fists at each other due to unavoidable circumstances, Satan knew that he had become a demon, so he declared surrender at the Holm River in Kindwa.

After the declaration of surrender, he immediately betrayed the demon and immediately charged and died fiercely. Even if the process is miserable, the end will be left as a beast warrior.

‘It is different from the original purpose…’

While I was writing, I was worried about whether this was really the case. Its original purpose was to convey a kind of message that even a beast requires intelligence, not force.

However, as I continued writing, the tearful friendship between brothers and a somewhat philosophical aspect were added.

Of course, the story itself is not bad and the suction power is sufficient. It’s because the message I want to convey isn’t implied.

‘Let’s just make it meaningful. Because reality is changing faster now.’

Leona’s return to the Animers has yet to be heard. The same goes for news from her Animers.

Above all, I am not a philosopher, and when I say that I have published a book, there are grateful critics who interpret it for me. You have to trust them once.

‘by the way…’

After putting down the magic pen for a moment, I opened the drawer and took out a single wad of paper. This is the manuscript that Cherry delivered to me after undergoing revision work last time.

Since it was a newly written manuscript, it was clean without any damage, but it was only revised, and the contents inside are the same as before.

To support her dream, the 16th volume will be sent to the publisher at the same time, but I doubt if it’s really okay.

‘First of all, it’s definitely fun.’

Cherry’s romance fantasy, ‘A Red Sunset Once Again’, is really interesting. At least in my eyes.

In a way, it is a common storyline in which an eventful female protagonist returns to the past and overcomes adversity in the future.

However, the concept of ‘regression’ is rare in this world, so it will be enough to attract attention. The problem is that the context and grammar are very similar to mine.

It is said that he copied Zeno’s biography to write something similar to mine, so it is inevitable. In my previous life, I used to write similarly to the novels I usually enjoyed, but as time passed, I had my own writing.

This novel, too, can be criticized in that way. In the first place, even receiving just one or two malicious comments can hurt your heart.

Above all, Cherry’s current mental health is not good enough to be called serious, so every criticism is fatal. It is possible to show symptoms of anxiety after seeing the criticism in the newspaper.

‘Even if I’m cursed, I want to eat it…’

The cherries were once ruthlessly trampled on by their feet before they even sprouted. This time, it can’t sprout and I have to protect it somehow until it blooms.

I would use a pseudonym so that her family wouldn’t notice it, but it’s beneficial to be careful and not even leave behind any stinky sticks.

‘It’s hard to be called a disciple…’

If Cherry is my disciple, I can be a shield for you right now. However, after I reveal my identity, it may become twisted.

Still, the person who wrote the regression is said to be Zeno’s disciple? He’s a real regressor, so it’s at a level where there’s nothing to say.

So even for the future, it’s better to bury her as my disciple.

‘First of all, you should ask your opinion.’

I thought so and checked my watch. It’s the weekend, so there are no classes and I don’t have any separate appointments with Cherry, so we’ll meet next week.

For now, I think it would be better to finish all the remaining parts of the 16th volume and come up with the next story.

‘In Volume 17, the male part is over, so we should move on to Jin and Lily rather than Xenon. Meeting with gluttony and hearing the secret of her birth.’

So it was a short while after I had finished writing all 16 volumes, and I had a thought.

‘Would you like to introduce Cherry to someone else next week?’

It’s not such a bad option. It’s strange to see them secretly like now, so it’s wiser to reveal Cherry’s existence to them.

Cherry’s unstable mental state will be alleviated to some extent by meeting with a friend of the same s*x. Whenever I saw her in her class, she would rather sit alone, without talking to anyone.

There were people who paid attention to her looks and body, but the atmosphere she exudes was so depressing that she quickly fell away.

‘It was burdensome to keep looking at me in the meantime…’

I believe it will gradually get better.

*****

Weekend is over and the week is back. I sent the 16-volume manuscript completed over the weekend to the mansion.

However, Cherry’s novel has not been decided yet, so it is left as it is. Rather than committing it without thinking, we plan to make a decision after listening to Cherry’s opinion.

By the way, when I’m in Elena’s lab, Cherry always visits me. Thanks to this, Cherry and I went to the cafe to exchange opinions without going to the cafe.

“Cherry. As I said before, I can send the manuscript to the publisher if you really want to. But you’ll face a lot of criticism. I’m worried about you…”

“it’s okay.”

“I could be your shield…”

“it’s okay.”

“…really?”

“Yeah.”

Despite the fact that she was struggling alone over the weekend, Cherry replied that it was okay to be criticized, and that there was no need to become a shield.

The gloomy expression and dark eyes were still there, but the corners of the mouth were raised, giving it a gloomy atmosphere.

I couldn’t decide if I should call that feeling good or still be depressing.

“Before that, Assistant Isaac.”

“yes?”

“When do you plan to release the 16th volume of Xenon’s biography?”

“Have you already sent it?”

“That’s right.”

Cherry nodded in response to that, and raised the corners of her lips after looking at me. She then asked in her characteristic melancholy and weak voice.

“Then can you send it to me after a fortnight?”

“It doesn’t matter to me. But why is it a full moon?”

“It’s impossible to do it with Isaac-sama.”

“Uh… yes.”

I’m going to have to go ahead and do that.

“So, what do you want your pen name to be? If possible, try something that is far from pink. Smart people might suspect that you came from the Roseberry family.”

“Ah. I prepared the pen name in advance.”

“For what?”

To my question, Cherry looked me in the face and answered.

“Merry.”

Then she smiled.

“Mary, please.”

It was an insidious smile.

I made a shaky expression on my face for a moment, then nodded my head. Smile was a little scary, but it made sense to use the pen name Mary.

It’s a manuscript from our mansion and nobody else’s, and Xenon and Mary are the names of the main character and the heroine. The publisher might find a connection, so I’ll take good care of it.

“Okay. Then I’ll send it. I’m sorry to say this, but it’s better not to expect too much. It’s interesting in my eyes, but it’s just my subjective opinion.”

“I don’t care. That’s enough for me.”

“…yes?”

“Yeah.”

It’s kind of a deified statement. It’s understandable to say something like that, since I was trampled on by my dream and barely caught on to the rope.

“Oh, and this…”

“yes?”

Cherry was shy and showed me something. It looks like an ordinary water bottle.

With a questionable expression on her face, she spoke to me in a shy voice.

“Last time… I told you to give me something better instead of rice…”

“Ah. That?”

After all, I have said something like that. In return for helping me, I will give you something better instead of rice.

To be honest, I forgot, but Cherry seems to have remembered.

‘Did I say it definitely smells like beech flowers?’

I looked at Cherry with my head bowed down. Her voluptuous breasts were more prominent by putting her hands between her thighs out of shame.

What the heck would be so embarrassing? It can be said that it is a rather rare reaction for her, who usually exudes her gloomy look.

After a moment of doubt at the appearance, I opened the lid of the water bottle and checked the contents inside. However, as soon as I opened the lid, the strong beech scent stimulated my sense of smell.

My body also has a strong lilac scent, but what is this… Authentic? Or is it sticky?

“What is this? Is it perfume?”

“…no.”

“then?”

“You can drink…”

Cherry explained vaguely without explaining properly. When you see your face turn red as if it’s about to explode, it’s quite embarrassing.

Still, a gift is a gift, so you should be grateful. It was given to her by her co-worker and her cute (?) junior, so she will use it as she pleases.

“Thank you. Is it okay to drink anyway?”

“Yes… You can drink it or use it as a seasoning…”

“Ah. It’s like a sauce.”

Somehow the smell was strong. It seems at first glance that I heard that this kind of sauce is popular among the aristocrats.

And the Roseberry family is famous enough to say that the cherry blossom is a symbol. Of course, there will be beetroot flavored sauce as well.

‘But it’s a little unusual to put it in a water bottle. I could give you the whole thing.’

With that thought in mind, I dipped my finger in just to taste it. As I dipped my finger, Cherry lifted her head, which had been dropped.

After a while, I looked at the sticky white sauce (?) and immediately put it in my mouth. When I put it in my mouth, it had a moderate salty taste and at the same time a strong beech scent lingered in my mouth.

“Ahhh…”

As I put the sauce in my mouth, an unexplained exclamation flowed out of Cherry’s mouth. The corners of her lips, which had gone down, rose, and joy and joy were engraved in her pink eyes.

Am I that happy? I frowned slightly as the strong beech scent lingered in my mouth. I think it should be diluted moderately.

“Oh, is it delicious?”

“Yeah. It’s delicious. Except for the strong scent.”

Cherry to my candid answer.

“Heh.”

He let out a strange laugh and shook his head again.

Why are you doing that?

I was curious for a while, and drank the sauce from the water bottle once more.

‘But why does it taste salty?’

It also seems to have a strangely sweet taste.