How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 485

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 485

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My father is undoubtedly an uninhabited person in the empire, but at the same time, he is an enterprising person who started from the bottom up.

In fact, what should be regarded as bad luck is that he served as an escort knight for the current emperor, Berit, and then got embroiled in a political battle and was sent to the northern region.

There, despite all the hells of hell, he survived to the end, and as a result, he stabilized the northern region.

At that time, it was terrible because it was a place that literally only replaced people, rather than supplying it. Fortunately, the supply has been smooth now, so there is no reason to change manpower.

The soldiers who went to war and fought said this together one by one. The scariest thing than fighting an enemy is hunger.

Here, the moment the cold wave of winter called ‘Dongjanggun’ hits, a huge loss occurs. However, in the northern part of the country, it is cold enough to have a handful of warm days.

Maybe it’s because it’s a place where people live in spite of such a poor situation. In many ways, military anecdotes continued.

“I said before that you threw a greatsword at a bird and it flew away while it was stuck? Come to think of it, something similar happened to me.”

“What is it?”

“The senior was kidnapped by a flying monster and barely managed to come back alive. That helped alleviate the food problem for a few days.”

“·······”

But the scale was no joke. As I worked in the front line, I know that there are many creatures that are comparable to ‘monsters’.

For example, an eagle with wings the size of a wild boar, a boar the size of a car, or a moth the size of a palm.

But this is a ‘fantasy’ world. Even if the scale is different, it is very different.

Eagles are huge enough to snatch people like pterosaurs, and wild boars are the size of elephants. Lastly, the moth will omit further explanation.

It’s amazing that people can live in a place like this. What kind of extraterrestrial magic is unfolding?

“Can you work in such a place?”

“It would be difficult for an ordinary knight. This is only possible for the Navy Knights. Since you also worked in the front, wouldn’t the conditions be better than others even if you didn’t have mana?”

“Even though…”

My stamina improved by going up and down the stairs to heaven, including Socho. The physical examination was grade 1 as well.

Soldiers working on the front lines are not special forces like UDTs or 707s. The environment is like a dog, so no specialized training is required.

However, the northern region is a place where ‘minimum’ special forces are required to work, and even if they do not, they will be seriously injured or killed. Even I, who worked in the front line, could not imagine.

“Once again, I feel more respectful of my father. My older brother and older sister as well.”

“If you don’t be vigilant, you won’t get seriously hurt.”

“But the military gets hurt for no reason. My father also broke the back of his head after stepping on cheap sh*t.”

“Hmmm. That’s unavoidable.”

The father turns his head in embarrassment and coughs in vain. I laughed when my father, who was usually strict, reacted like that.

In fact, I seldom had such a private conversation with my father. I had his help when I hid my identity, but that was all.

My father has served in the military all his life, while I am more of a scholar. There is little common denominator because the directions pursued are different.

In the old days, I tried to raise me as a knight somehow, but at the time, my talent was so bad that I gave up. Of course, thanks to that, I was able to develop patience.

After that, we occasionally exchanged a few words and ended the conversation, but never as long as it is now. It has already been over an hour since we sat in the chair and we are chatting happily with each other.

‘Do not step on landmines as much as possible.’

But my father has many painful memories as he fought bloody in a terrible environment. This means that there are so many so-called landmines.

“By the way, are you still in contact with the person who was caught by a bird?”

“It’s dead.”

“·······”

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Just like right now. I shut my mouth like a seashell to my father who answered calmly.

I have few colleagues who worked with my father. Most of them all died, or they took their own lives as a result of the aftereffects, or both.

Some of my colleagues who somehow survived are either retired or working as instructors like their fathers.

I want to avoid landmines as much as possible, but my active duty period is so gruesome that it explodes with one twist.

“You don’t have to make that kind of expression. It’s the fate of the soldiers who work in the front line.

When I panicked, my father smiled and opened his mouth as if it was okay.

Until I was born, someone who drank alcohol and visited the temple every day to fall asleep.

It was impossible to find out how much trauma had been resolved now, but he was still reluctant to mention it.

“I was also influenced by them and was able to be reborn as a true member. The notoriety of the northern region was so great that I was able to get great honor just by working there.”

“·······”

“The Empire paid enough wages as well as risk allowances and funerals to quell dissatisfaction. Wasn’t that the case with you too?”

“uh······”

I couldn’t answer, and I had no choice but to roll my eyes.

What was my salary at that time, not what was my salary. I know that if I take all my savings, I can spend less than 100,000 won a month.

The salary was also a salary, but I couldn’t find it without washing my eyes, starting with honor. It remains only a low tide among the military writers.

My father also looked at me wondering if he had noticed something strange when he saw my reaction.

“Why are you reacting like that? It’s not like the state didn’t give you any money just because it was a conscription system, did you?”

“No. I did give you money, but I wrote a little bit more.”

“how much?”

Because 1 gold is worth about 100,000 won…

“About 4 gold? When I was discharged, I was given about 6 gold…”

“·······”

“Girl… I know…”

As I continued, what did my father and Adelia, who was standing next to me, hear wrong? was the face

Then my father shook his head violently to come to his senses and asked a question in the nuance of disbelief.

“4 gold? Not 40 gold…?”

“Those who became knights from soldiers receive 30 gold per month…”

“…we didn’t have anything like that?”

When I worked, I was paid that much. There’s nothing wrong with being at the forefront.

Well, sometimes there is a special duty allowance, but it rarely exceeds 200,000 won.

Other countries with conscription system also receive the same amount, but most of them are treated incomparably well.

In the case of Finland, from the very beginning, I was able to choose an alternative service for no reason at all. Even commuting like a full-time job.

How similar are North Korea and Russia? Not to mention North Korea, Russia has recently been exposed.

“You risk your life to serve the country, but you only get paid that much? Even if you’re at the forefront?”

“yes.”

“Are you saying that welfare is good enough that you don’t need a lot of money?”

“no.”

“I guess so… What?”

My father said yes to my answer, nodded his head, and then paused in the middle.

You must have been quite surprised by the wide-open eyes, but I scratched my head as I looked at that expression.

The welfare of the Korean military cannot be said to be good with empty words. There is a myth that most of the people who say it is good are unwritten or exempt.

I pondered for a while whether I should say this or not, but I think it would be better to briefly explain it first.

“Now, it’s better than before, but the welfare and treatment are not good. There’s so much to say that it’s hard to pinpoint.”

“Even if you work hard and become obedient?”

“Yes. That’s why there were so many sayings. When you call them the son of the state, if you get hurt, your son, and if you die, who are you? Like this.”

“What kind of country are there? It would be strange that there would be no uprising right now.”

Unable to understand, Adelia spoke to me in a voice mixed with absurdity and anger.

My father also expressed his anger indirectly by wrinkling his face. I laughed shyly at their reaction.

The bad recognition and treatment of Korean soldiers is a long-standing tradition (?). A little bit of history will reveal why.

First of all, the military government itself is terribly closed, and at the time of the democratization movement, the guns of the soldiers were directed at the civilians.

Fortunately, as time passed, the Internet developed and all kinds of ills in the military were exposed, and it gradually improved, but awareness has long since fallen to the ground.

Some people said that unless war breaks out in this country, the recognition and treatment of soldiers will remain the same.

“Adelia is right. No matter how conscripted it is… A little, really, I think it’s too much. Are you okay?”

“Sometimes, even when I get angry, I just laugh bitterly and move on.”

“ha······”

“Whoa.”

In the end, my father covered his face with one hand. Adelia sighed and closed her eyes quietly.

I sip my tea while looking at them as if lost in thought. It is understandable to see such a fierce appearance.

Not only in the Minerva Empire, but in this world, the recognition and treatment of soldiers are so high that they are sky-high. It’s almost on par with the US.

Now I’m tired of it, but it’s because of the existence of monsters. A soldier is a sword and shield that protects the country and its citizens from external threats.

As a soldier, we fight monsters more often than we do with people. There are adventurers and mercenaries, but their limitations are obvious.

Therefore, it is natural to have a high reputation for soldiers, that is to say, knights, and even better treatment is inevitable.

Moreover, to become a knight means becoming a ‘protector’ from a ‘protected person’, so many people support me.

What if someone swears at me as ‘a knight or a squirrel’? yes. you are a conscript Before that, let’s get hit and enlist. it’s just this

The daughter of Marquis Mathius, Ai, was also taken away in this way. Even though he is a nobleman, he has to be obligated to do it for 5 years.

‘This must be tragic.’

It’s okay because I’m used to it, but for them, the situation would be worse than a disaster. Hell itself is a ditch in honor, welfare, treatment, and recognition.

As Adelia said, it is not unusual for an immediate revolt. Even if someone becomes the focal point and instigates, the gun barrel will turn to the citizens again.

Naturally, the perception towards soldiers will be long. It is a vicious cycle that is caught in the yoke of infinity.

To me, it’s literally a different country, a different dimension. Whether there is a war or not has nothing to do with me.

“Don’t worry. It’s a different world now, and just because I’ve been treated like that doesn’t mean I’m being treated like that. Even in the book, I’ll describe it as an honorable but human-smelling group.”

“It’s not that… Isaac.”

“yes?”

When I opened my mouth to clear up a misunderstanding, not a misunderstanding, my father spoke in a low voice.

When I looked at my father, I wonder if he was looking at me with an expression mixed with all kinds of emotions.

Compassion, sympathy, compassion, lamentation, sorrow, etc. All the emotions focused on ‘sadness’ are mixed together.

Originally, my father had a strong and strong impression, but all of them were loose.

‘What else are you misunderstanding?’

This happens every time I talk about my past life. Moreover, the more the misunderstanding was resolved, the more twisted the skein of the thread became.

It seems that we are still in a similar situation. I waited silently for my father’s next words.

And the words that came out of the father’s mouth…

“I wonder if the country is directly indoctrinated by the state…”

“······Yes?”

“Or do you think the life of youth who should lead the country is like a fly?”

“·······”

That’s our upper neighbour. The difference is that they indoctrinate people regardless of gender and age, and that the country itself is the opening ground.

Although the same conscription system is being promoted, I know that the compulsory service in the upper neighbourhood is over 10 years.

So it was even more absurd. I looked straight at my sad father and explained.

“It’s not like that. Actually, there’s a reason for this too. It’s a bit long to explain…”

“I don’t think it makes sense to treat soldiers like that, even for a good reason. You’re sacrificing at the age of full bloom.”

“I agree with the baron. Those who insult the soldiers are actually being protected by the soldiers. If there is a big threat to the country later, will you find the soldiers right away?”

“·······”

All of these words are correct, so even me gets confused. I couldn’t think of anything to say back.

If I had to explain them one by one, I had to explain everything from the 6/25 war to the 5.18 movement, and if I had to explain it, I couldn’t open my mouth because it was all right.

Let it sit like that for a few minutes. My father spoke plainly with a compassionate face.

“It must be very confusing. I sacrificed the most beautiful 20s in that way. But that is definitely a wrong idea.”

no. What kind of brainwashed person do you see me? Because it’s not like that. That’s what they do in the upper neighbourhood.

“You’re right, Baron. Some are playing hahaha each knight fighting fiercely. Soldiers have to sacrifice their lives for the country, but that’s what comes back.”

Adelia also explained to me in a shaky voice, fearing that the brainwashing (?) might have been less relaxed. A hand stroking his hair is like educating a child.

I smiled in disappointment inwardly, then answered with a feeling of liberation.

“·······I’ll just make my country weird.”

“I don’t mean to make it weird, it’s weird.”

“It’s more than strange, it’s deformed. I can’t believe that a country ravaged by civil war has developed that much.”

“·······”

I’m not going to talk about my past life for a while.

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