How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 557

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 557

557 – Canning (3)

I must have gotten consent from Carlz, all that remains is to be canned.

Instead, it didn’t start right away. All I need is a typewriter and a desk to write on, but Carlz needs some preparation time because he has to draw.

And there’s one new thing I learned this time, that painting-related tools are filthy expensive. Carlz didn’t ask me to treat him like a dog for nothing.

It’s been said that being an artist is a hungry job, but it’s a bit different if you dig into it closely. It’s honor and nabal, and once you have money, you can engage in art.

Most of the artists who are making their name now are originally wealthy or aristocratic. People with a lot of money in the first place.

People who don’t have money can’t do it even if they really want to. Even in my previous life, art tools were filthy expensive, but now I wonder.

‘At this point, shall we turn our territory into a land of opportunity?’

At least, the price is relatively cheap, probably because Maishal Mansion has become a cultural city.

In addition, various classes are provided free of charge to satisfy ‘culture that everyone can enjoy’.

People who want to do music, people who want to paint, people who want to sculpt, etc. We are offering free lessons without discrimination.

Of course, this wasn’t pressured by me, it was directly supported by the Minerva Empire.

Because the Minerva Empire had a lot of money, and they needed money first to engage in art. Didn’t the professors at Halo Academy seduce them with money right away?

Moreover, it is the territory where Zenon, that is, I was born, so there is no need to publicize it. People who wanted to engage in art secretly gathered in the manor on their own.

It’s a problem because the two of them are mixed with the stagnant water from time to time. They are not kkondae, but people who want to recruit disciples to raise their reputation.

I’ve already earned as much fame as I can get, I’m bored, so let’s teach art. People with this kind of heart really come to Yeongji.

Even the names that even I had heard at first glance came in from time to time. You don’t know how surprised I was when I heard that.

The Myshal estate was developing infinitely while I was not paying attention.

“Don’t Mr. Carlz accept apprentices? Since I’m the one who commissioned him, he can gain a reputation.”

The shop arrived to prepare Carl’s painting tools. It is mainly a place that sells art-related tools.

Somehow, the very existence of me inevitably draws attention, but the knights who received orders from above are escorting me.

I feel like a celebrity who is filming something. Even now, there are many people glancing at me over the shoulders of the knights.

“Heh heh heh. I want to receive it, but my painting is far from that.”

To my question, Carlz humbly answered with his signature wide smile. Now he managed all his beards and returned to Mario.

I tilted my head at the answer, then couldn’t help but nod. Carlz’s paintings are quite far from fine art.

All you have to do is draw an illustration based on the sketches and explanations I sent you. It can be said that it is closer to commercial painting than fine art.

‘Well, by the standards of this world, it’s just that the painting style is unique.’

The reason I hired Carlz was simply because I was familiar with his painting style. If it’s a painting style close to the original game, you’ll understand.

Even though the tablet wasn’t invented, the fact that he picked that level of quality shows his competence.

The regrettable thing is, as he said, that his painting style was ahead of its time, so he received less attention.

I’ve earned a reputation for hiring, but getting started will be tough.

“And now I don’t even have time to accept pupils. I have to send a picture every three days.”

“······sorry.”

“No. There is no need for Zenon-sama to apologize. He is somehow extracting the picture.”

I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly at his words loaded with bones. Now he should be like the dwarves under the tyranny of King Bourges III.

I found an illustrator coincidentally coincidentally, but I have absolutely no intention of missing it.

Not to mention blood and steel, I plan to roll as my slave for the rest of my life… no, as an illustrator.

Carlz, perhaps unaware of my evil (?) plan, was busy buying art tools.

The money he received from me could buy a few houses, but I was curious about what he did with the money, so I asked him.

“Come to think of it, where did you use the money I gave you? Painting?”

“No. I put it in the stock.”

“A stock?”

“Yes. I thought about calling money once. It was so big that my eyes went round.”

Then he sighed and spoke in a calm voice.

“But suddenly the Great Depression broke out…”

“······”

I have nothing to say. Right next door, the root cause of the Great Depression exists.

‘I heard that Mr. Musk also lost a lot…’

Carlz is also Carls, but Musk also shed tears of sorrow because of the great crisis. It was almost rooted out.

Fortunately, I had funds saved up just in case, so I survived with that. Even if it collapsed, I would have financed it myself.

“But are you really working there without eating or sleeping?”

It was after asking to send the prepared items to the temple. Carlz asked me with a very unreliable look.

I usually have casual conversations with God, but this is the first time I’ve had Carls. Of course I have to be dubious.

Even he is agnostic. Even if you believe in the existence of the gods, you are not faithful. A shrine is a place that sounds like a hospital when you’re sick.

Even this, if the symptoms are mild like a cold, go to the pharmacy and receive herbal medicine.

“Yes. It’s hard to believe, but you don’t need to sleep or eat. Instead, if you feel like your mouth is going to be boring, it’s better to bring some snacks.”

“How many days did Isaac work on?”

“One month.”

“Ha, a month?!”

When I replied that it was a month, Carlz made an expression as if he was looking at some kind of monster. The answer is whether that is possible.

Rather, it is me who is puzzled. A month is said, but the actual time is less than that.

Time flies quickly if you focus properly. The pressure to write quickly disappears soon after.

“You don’t have to worry too much. There’s no crazy or anything like that, and I can change the environment to my liking.”

“What do you mean?”

“For example, showing a forest with waterfalls, or lighting a bonfire under the night sky with the Milky Way flowing, etc. Once you go, you’ll know.”

Despite my explanation, Carls has a puzzled expression. It is better to experience it once than to say it a hundred times, and you will know when you go there yourself.

Above all, it will not be canned right away and will be simply experienced for about a week.

I discussed this with my family, and it will take about 3 hours in real time.

‘There is no problem with divine power.’

Mora said before. Now that I’ve gained divinity, I don’t have to worry about that anymore.

If you consume divine power, it will take a long time to recover. No matter how much Kate is, if her divine power runs out, she is nothing more than an ordinary person.

But not me. Because divinity acts as a kind of infinite power, it does not decrease even if the divine power is consumed.

Also, the most important things in divinity are ‘faith’ and ‘worship’. These two things must be satisfied to play the role of infinite power.

In other words, somewhere in this world, there are people who sincerely worship me. You don’t know how upset I was after knowing this.

‘Did Jesus or Buddha become gods in this way…?’

Not something to worry about right now. I am revered as a saint, but I am not a ‘saint’ like them, and this is an example.

Even if they were qualified, they would reject it because it would feel burdensome. It is absurd that a mediocre writer becomes an adult.

In other words, if I become a true saint, all the web novel writers on the planet are also saints.

“Isaac?”

“Ah. I’m sorry. I was thinking about something else for a while. Is Carls new to the temple?”

“I’ve been there a few times in the past, but not recently. Especially, this is the first time at Mora’s temple.”

In fact, most of them are like Carlz. Even if you believe in the existence of God, it is rare to see someone who believes in it as fervently as a priest.

Rather than an omnipotent god, he is closer to a king of absolute power. As long as you don’t commit tyranny, living your own life is the end.

Of course, the evil that the Savior Church had committed in the past also played a role. Death to those who do not believe in Luminous! Because he fell into fanaticism.

I wonder if Luminus was also frightened when he saw it and remembered his past self. It’s a fairly probable story.

“Is there anything I should be careful about? It’s the first time I’ve ever held a worship service…”

“Just reverently close your eyes and kneel down. Don’t worry, I’ll tell you everything soon.”

“Hmm… Then I’ll only trust Isaac. Oh, before that, can I buy something simple like I said before?”

“As much as you like.”

I also bought a simple snack. Food doesn’t spoil in canned food, so it doesn’t matter if you buy anything.

Instead, delicious foods to be eaten while warm were excluded. Even if it doesn’t go bad, once it cools down, it doesn’t taste good.

So, after all preparations were completed, I was able to arrive at Mora’s temple for the trial version.

“Hello, Isaac. The news has been delivered in advance. All items have been placed in the worship room.”

“Thank you. Where can I go?”

“You can go there.”

Following the priest’s guidance, I entered the worship room where I will stay with Carlz for a week.

Carlz, who was the first to visit Mora’s temple, looked around and quickly caught up behind me.

“Mora’s temple is very dark. Luminous’s temple is bright.”

“Because Mora is the goddess of darkness and rest.”

She is also the goddess of peace. I don’t need to say this, so let’s move on.

Eventually, as the priest said, they were able to enter the private chapel where the canned food was to be served. Inside, including a desk, Carlz’s items are enshrined.

“It seems surprisingly narrow?”

Perhaps the space was smaller than expected, Carlz said in a tone of surprise. It’s bound to look narrow on the outside.

“Ah. This will be widened later.”

“Is it going to widen?”

“Yes. Let’s pray first.”

As I said before, it is better to experience it once than to hear it a hundred times. When I started to kneel, Carls followed me with a hesitant attitude.

Then, as always, I closed my eyes and held my hands. It was felt that Carls followed suit, even if it was a popular gesture.

[Are you here?]

“Uhhhhh!”

Mora’s voice echoed in my head. At the same time, Carl’s flagship exploded from behind.

Wondering what was going on, I turned around and saw Carlz, who was startled and fell over.

If you just look at the expression, it looks like you’ve witnessed a ghost. It was very funny to see his Mario-like beard quivering.

“Don’t be surprised. It’s Mora-sama’s voice.”

“I-Really? That’s the Goddess-sama just now…?”

“Yes. So calm down and pray again.”

“Yes Yes.”

At my words, Carlz kneels down again and prays reverently. I feel like I’ve become an old person looking at something newbie.

After thinking about it for a while, I contacted Mora immediately.

[Hey. Don’t be too surprised. I am hurt.]

“I’m sorry! I’ve offended the goddess!”

[Puch. You don’t have to say it with your mouth. Just think.]

I know it was like that when I first contacted Luminus. I can feel the tight tee.

[Then, can we start right away?]

‘Mr. Carls? Are you ready?’

‘Yes, yes. I’m ready.’

‘I said it before, but it’s been a week. Try it for a week and then choose.’

‘All right.’

After that, Carlz and I collaborated for a week in the Room of Time and Spirit.

And by the time about a day or so has passed in terms of feeling.

“This is crazy! I need to get out of here!”

“Where are you going? It feels like only one day has passed.”

“Are you crazy? Do nothing here and just work?! I should have felt it since I released a book every three days! It’s a week, and I don’t need to sleep, so it’s the same as two weeks!!”

Carlz couldn’t stand it and ran out of control. It’s a reaction I don’t understand.

“No, you just have to draw a picture. Then the time will go smoothly. Isn’t that right, Miss Mora?”

[··· ···]

“Mora Mora?”

[It seems that there is an effect of penance.]

“Yes?”

By the time I was tilting my head, Carls knocked on the door leading out and shouted.

“Get me out of here!!”

How are you going to last a month like that?

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