How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 397

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 397

Ever since I was born, I’ve never really seen animals, let alone monsters. Occasionally, a dog or cat roaming the village, or a bird flying from the sky, if you are lucky, will come down.

There were times when I was confined to the mansion and did not go out very well, but since our estate itself is peaceful, I rarely see monsters.

Even wild beasts and monsters must have something in their territory to plunder or attack. Before it develops in earnest, it is just a gangchon itself.

Even so, wild beasts or monsters that have lost their way occasionally appear, but each time, my father takes the lead and slaughters them.

Again, it’s a slaughter. Even though I haven’t seen it in person, it’s probably one-sided because Young Ji-min testified so much.

Anyway, I’ve never seen a low-level monster like a goblin or an orc, and I’ve never seen a skeleton resurrected by necromancy.

“So, Clark-sama… was resurrected by our magic… Yo?”

[okay. these guys Did I even leave a message myself?]

In this situation, a skeleton that speaks confidently is sitting in front of me. A skeleton that stands out because of the old armor, even though it has only bones.

This alone is confusing enough, but this skeleton is actually my father’s father, my grandfather, Clark Michelle, who has been resurrected by our magic.

Unbelievable, I took my eyes off Clark and looked to the side.

Kate was sitting next to him, and for some reason, he was still confused.

“Mr Kate?”

“Yes Yes?”

“Is this really true?”

The skeleton is the symbol of the necromancer and is one of the main weapons of the demon worshipers.

The greater the ability of the necromancer, the greater the strength of the skeleton as well as the amount it can control.

Therefore, of course, there is a perception that he is an evil being, but Kate, the Grand Inquisitor, brought him directly. It’s an inconsistent combination.

“Yes, I’m sure it’s the distinguished guest that Luminus-sama mentioned.”

Kate listened to my question and answered quietly. I raised one eye at the sound of my confidence dropped.

What the hell happened to make her so depressed? Maybe something happened in the middle of meeting Clark.

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Most likely, Clark appears to be a highly intelligent skeleton that can even speak.

In the eyes of ordinary people, they are nothing but monsters, even the dead summoned by the necromancer. And Kate is a great inquisitor with a strong piety.

‘It must have been a collision.’

In the first place, Luminous didn’t even tell him to bring Clark. I just gave an ambiguous oracle to bring a distinguished guest.

I thought I should talk to her after a while, then looked back at Clark.

[Do you believe me now? And you bastard hawk. You asked me to bring my body with you in the first place.]

He was speaking, but his jaw did not move at all, and a golden light flashed in his eye sockets.

When my father heard that, he was dumbfounded and then grinned bitterly as if he was embarrassed and scratched the bottom of his nose.

It is an unbelievable phenomenon, but such a complicated expression that you have to believe is an added bonus.

“Well… he did. But who told you to come this way? If you weren’t with Cardinal Kate, you’d smash your head with an axe.”

[ha ha ha! That’s a fun word. Well, maybe you can beat me now. Now that I have nothing but bones, I can hardly use my strength.]

“Woo-woong…”

Ariel, who was watching their conversation, rubbed her eyes and made a sound of pain. After rubbing her eyes a few times, she looked back at Clark.

But as he tilted his head, he must have seen something strange. So, I asked softly.

“Why is that, Ariel? Do you have any pain?”

“No. That. That.”

[Heh heh heh heh.]

Ariel points at Clark and calls him ‘that’. When Clark heard that, he burst out laughing as if it was absurd.

What a rude remark, but she still has no idea that Clarke is her great-grandfather. Besides, it’s a skeleton, so I can’t help but call it that.

As she vowed in her heart to educate her sooner or later, she opened her mouth as if she did not understand.

“Is it strangely overlapping?”

“Is it overlapping?”

“Yeah. Humans and bones overlap.”

At first I was confused about what he was saying, but I soon understood. I prepared a notebook for better understanding.

Perhaps the soul is not in the bones, but the bones are attached to the soul as if wearing armor.

When I asked Ariel if she looked like this after a while, she nodded vigorously as if she was right.

“Yeah! Yeah! That’s right! It looks like this!”

“That’s right. Ariel has a soul, so it must be seen that way.”

[By the way, did I say that he was the child of the World Tree?]

Clark patted his chin and looked down at Ariel. As soon as I heard that, I had a question and opened my mouth.

“grandfather.”

[yes? Why are you calling me?]

“Does your grandfather even know how the world is going, including Zeno’s biography?”

If I had not known anything, I would have come here to find my father, not me. I wasn’t even born when he closed his eyes.

But as soon as Clark saw me, he knew immediately that it was his grandson. Besides, I know Ariel’s identity even though he didn’t tell me.

This means that he is aware of how the world is changing. I’m a little curious as to how the dead know.

[Sure. I couldn’t even hold a funeral, so what can I do? But I can’t intervene in the present world, so I’m just wandering around.]

“Huh? Do you have to hold a funeral in order to be able to attain Buddhahood?”

[Of course. I also thought that the funeral was a tribute to the deceased, but when he died, it wasn’t. Well, apart from that, the reason I can see the changes in the world is for other reasons.]

“For some other reason?”

I wondered if I had any help from God. But the answer that came out of Clark’s mouth was far beyond my imagination.

[I was there for fear that my son would die.]

“······what?”

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My father was greatly perplexed at the answer and asked. Rather than goosebumps, he has a face that is absurd and has no words.

Clark nodded as if he understood the reaction, and said something that the criminal would never have thought of.

[No matter how much I was left alone without a brother, I should be by your side even if I’m sorry. Of course, contrary to worry, he grew up well on his own, but there are still demon worshipers.]

“·······”

[Fortunately, I erased the traces well, so no one was aiming for my son. In some cases, the place of work is in the border area.]

“No. If that’s the case, I should have come out of my dreams and tell you where the body is. Sometimes in my dreams, my dead parents or ancestors help me, so why didn’t my father do that? Then the funeral would have been easier.”

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My father asked me as if he was crazy. Apparently, he now fully believes that Clark is his biological father.

In any case, as he said, in some cases, dead family members or distant ancestors appear in dreams to give advice.

Instead, this is extremely rare, and because of the nature of the dream, most people forget it when it wakes up, so it’s no big deal.

However, Clark responded to his father’s rebuke with a deeply submerged eye (in a sense, to the end).

[Can not be done. Then you’re sure to be aware of the demon worshiper’s existence. Your mother was beaten by them too, and I can’t lose you too.]

“What? Were those thieves supposed to be demon worshipers?”

The father was startled and asked Clark urgently.

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My father said before. It was said that he lost his mother when he was about 7 years old, in an attack by a band of thieves.

When my father was young, there were many wars in each territory, so of course there were a lot of thieves, but he would not have dreamed that they were demon worshipers.

[Actually, they were bribed by demon worshipers. It was a time when all the eggs were boiling, so a simple purchase would have been enough. I’m really sorry because I was in a different area back then…]

“It’s okay. It’s already gone. I can only pray that you go to a better place. Anyway, where did you die? Your father is not a person to be easily beaten.”

There was a moment of silence, but my father immediately changed the subject. There are many shocking facts that pop up and it is difficult to catch up.

Clark listened to his father’s question, took a moment to think, then looked at me. When I met him, I stiffened my body with some kind of tension.

Then he spoke quietly in a voice of uncertainty.

[Grandson. I heard the Seven Deadly Sins in your book? Is it true that people like the top executives of the demon worshipers appear?]

“Uh… Yes, yes. Each of them is anger, jealousy, lust, pride, greed, sloth, gluttony. There are 7 of them.”

[Simply put, I killed them all, and I died as well.]

“yes?”

What kind of monsters are there? Even Zenon, the main character, felt it was difficult to deal with one of the Seven Deadly Species.

It’s a story that everyone, including myself, is stunned.

To a normal person, this might sound like a bluff, but I heard it from Lina before. There were traces of fierce battles in the underground temple.

Also, the summoning ceremony was successful, but it was only half successful, and I could even see that I was summoned to this place. And all the causes are right in front of your eyes.

Around the time when everyone was speechless and their mouths wide open in astonishment, Clark patted his chin and tilted his head as if reminiscing about the past.

[Instead, there were 5 people instead of 7 people. The titles were similar, like the Seven Deadly Sins or something. Despair, depravity, lamentation, regret, denial. I don’t know how it is now, but back then, they were monarchs, that is, the heads.]

“You killed them all by yourself?”

[I used the feature of an underground temple. Because the terrain was narrow, I couldn’t use magic with strong firepower. Moreover, the summoning ceremony was almost over, so I couldn’t escape by teleporting. If the space was large, I would have only taken one or two people, right?]

Should I call that humility? Since the evidence is so clear, it will never be a lie.

Even so, it was not known to the world at all. Above all, as seen in the dream, he is a person who has given up on being a hero.

Putting all of this together, one question arises.

What kind of mission was given to our family from the past, and what kind of history did Clark give up as a hero?

Listening to it, it seems like it has been passed down from generation to generation, but nothing is known about it. This is a little strange.

[What. There was one of the cardinals besides them, but his grandson and he took good care of it. Not only this, but the existence itself is revealed and is being destroyed one by one.]

“Me… Grandpa Clark?”

[yes? Do you have anything to say?]

“Yeah. Did your grandfather stop chasing after demon worshipers?”

[I did it on purpose. I was fed up with it, and the group I was part of had collapsed.]

This made sure Although separated from the Clarks, our family has been pursuing demon worshipers from the distant past until recently.

Then why did you start chasing? The records are not all because Clark has destroyed them, but now the parties are in front of them.

I swallowed my saliva as I felt something tense, then asked in a cautious voice.

“Then… Why did our family start chasing demon worshipers?”

[Are you curious?]

“I can’t help but wonder.”

Red hair and golden eyes. In addition to his outstanding looks and outstanding talent that has been passed down from generation to generation.

However, not a single line was recorded in the history books. Even because of the red hair, there should be at least one line.

If you look at this, it means that you were working in the shade thoroughly. What the hell is the reason?

Is it a descendant of a hero or a descendant of a hidden royal family?

In a situation where history has been completely lost and unknown, Clark opened his heavily closed mouth.

[I was a slave.]

And the truth that came out of his mouth.

[Slave longing for freedom.]

It was something I hadn’t thought of at all.

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