560 – England (1)
A week passed in the canned food. This canned food is just for tasting, so time seems to have passed quickly.
Progress also continued until the Siege of Leningrad following Operation Barbarossa.
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Leningrad did not fall easily even in the offensive of Nazi Germany, and Hitler ordered the entire city to be surrounded.
Due to geographical features, Leningrad could not receive supplies, which forced death toll from starvation to increase drastically.
Boil hides or backpacks to eat like jelly, or gnaw trees for nutritional supplementation. Despite such hardships, deaths by starvation occurred one after another.
If Stalingrad expressed the map of hell, the Siege of Leningrad can be said to be a battle showing the ‘Agwido’.
“Free! f*ck! I’m free!”
As I was roughly tidying up, Carls ran out and screamed. Priests near him are startled.
As you can see from the atmosphere of Mora’s temple, solemnity is important. But I can’t help but be surprised to hear that.
A lot of people might be wondering what that crazy guy is. You have to cause a lot of nuisance to get angry.
‘I’ll have to come back in a few days anyway.’
I smiled bitterly as I watched Carls run away from the temple. Again, this canned food is just a taster.
From next time, I will have to be locked up for a month instead of a week, but I was so happy that I felt sorry for everyone.
Still, people are nice. Even now, I didn’t just run away blindly, it was because I had everything organized.
“You’re not going to punish me or something?”
[Do I look that narrow inside?]
“What did Mr. Carlz vomit?”
[It’s because of you.]
There was no rebuttal to Mora’s accusations. Hagiya, the bloody Omaha Beach must have been more than a culture shock to Carlz.
Fortunately, it was in canned food, so I was able to remove the vomit, otherwise I would have had to deal with it myself.
In response, I scratched the back of my head in embarrassment and turned my head away. As Carlz ran away, the wide open door caught his eye.
He quietly closed the door and returned to his seat. A background full of white spreads out.
“Mora-sama.”
[What do you want to ask?]
“There are many things I want to ask.”
I sat down in a chair and answered calmly. It’s a question I’ve always had since I decided to write the past of the gods.
This world is a fantasy. As much as it is fantasy, it is a world where ‘heterogeneous people’ exist except humans.
In addition, there are various ethnic groups distributed among humans. The desert nomadic peoples of the south and the Starbirks are examples.
However, while serializing Blood and Steel, a big question arose.
“As you know, our world is only human, but there are various ethnicities. To make a big distinction, Westerners and Asians. To differentiate more, we can categorize them into whites, blacks, and yellows.”
[··· ···]
“White people were widely spread, and black people were also seen occasionally. But I didn’t see a single yellow person.”
Sometimes I go there and I’ve seen people with similar looks, even if they’re of mixed race.
However, the appearance is similar to the end, and the overall appearance itself is close to that of a Westerner.
At least thanks to Carlz’s illustrations, people learned about the appearance of pure Asians, but in many ways, I couldn’t help but question it.
“Let me ask you once. Do the gods that Ruminus-nim destroyed have anything to do with Asians?”
[··· ···]
“If it’s hard to answer, then you don’t have to.”
Not intimidation, but caring. I’m just asking out of curiosity, the choice is up to them.
It doesn’t matter if they answer, because it solves the question, and even if they don’t answer, they will understand.
How many minutes had passed since I sat in the chair and waited. Mora asked me cautiously.
[······Can you tell us why you are asking that?]
“Just as I showed Carls a scene from the movie, I plan to show my family the world I lived in.”
Of course, I won’t show you the bloody Omaha Beach. Especially for Marie and her father.
Marie has to avoid stimulating things until she enters a stable period, and her father may suffer from PTSD because he has experienced hell firsthand.
Of course, Mora will take care of her as much as possible, but the memory itself remains, so she will dissuade her as much as possible.
“When I thought about that, I started to question it. Wouldn’t my family and loved ones be puzzled when they saw an Asian?”
[It must be so. I understand.]
“Then can you tell me…”
[sorry. That’s not yet.]
A firm refusal returned. There was not even hesitation.
It was the answer I was expecting, so I wasn’t embarrassed, but I was just as curious. Moreover, unlike Mora, he refused like a knife.
[This is closely related to my brother, so it’s awkward for me to say it myself. You’d be better off asking your brother directly. I’m not sure if he’ll answer.]
“Is it the bad side?”
[There is a mixture of happy memories and terrible memories.]
It’s a tragedy. I nodded my head thinking I knew what it was like.
However, I did find out one thing. In the distant past, Asians existed and their gods were also present.
I don’t know if Luminus destroyed that god or if some other reason was mixed, but I had a hunch that it would be quite complicated.
“Okay. I’ll have to wait for the time. So, are there no pure Asians at all?”
[It’s not that there isn’t. As you can see from beastmen and dwarves, mortals can exist even if the creator dies.]
“Are you saying that they have built their own civilization?”
I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. It sounds like the Asians who survived the apocalypse founded a civilization.
Although few people will survive after the apocalypse, 3000 years have passed since the Demon Wars.
If there is a large river along with the topography, it is enough time to build a civilization.
[yes. At least from what we’ve seen. Instead, all records related to the gods have disappeared, so no mortals believe in us. Most of them believe in mother, that is, nature itself.]
“Could it be a martial arts world?”
[I don’t know what martial arts is, but we don’t know either. Mom is close to the Creator, so the amount of information she can pass on to us is extremely limited. Even if it’s just a small amount of information, we have to stop everything.]
“After all, you have to cross the sea and check it yourself.”
Crossing the vast sea is a challenge that goes beyond danger and gives up one’s life.
Because marine monsters are infested, ships made of wood often break, and the existence of the legendary monster Kraken has been proven for a long time.
However, if the ‘iron-clad ship’ appears, the story may be different. An ironclad ship would stand firm against the attacks of marine monsters.
[It’s like that. It won’t take long though. Are you going to write a book about martial arts or something?]
“I have a mountain of things I need to write right now, but thinking about that much makes my head hurt.”
In the first place, I have hardly ever seen or even used martial arts. Not only does it not suit my taste, but there are too many things to consider.
Unlike fantasy, martial arts have a standardized framework and have a long history.
It means that the so-called deceased people are overflowing.
What I can’t write anew is, I’m not sure if it’s really a similar background to martial arts.
For now, it’s best to focus on blood and steel and stay still.
[okay. So, do you have any other questions?]
“No. I’ll just go.”
[yes. Come play again later~]
Finally, I said goodbye to Mora and came out with the work.
After coming out, I asked the priest to clean up the inside. By the way, the art objects, including the canvas, were taken directly by Carlz.
When I came out, I was greeted by the hot and humid temperature typical of summer. In fact, it remains afloat even after only three hours have passed.
‘I have to go back to the mansion for now.’
There are many things to do, such as organizing work, talking with family, and asking Arwen.
While Marie was pregnant, she vowed to finish Blood and Steel as soon as possible. A Zenon festival will be held soon.
It’s hard to dare to predict what will happen in the next year, but I will finish what I have to finish for Mari’s stability.
‘Come to think of it, I heard there’s a mana locomotive test drive.’
It was a thought that came to my mind as I was walking towards the mansion. Makina is busy due to the influence of the revolution, but the mana locomotive test drive is maintained.
The period is exactly one week from today. Of course, people from all over the world will participate, and I can’t go.
Originally, I had some intention of going, but I gave up my mind due to Marie’s unexpected pregnancy.
‘Will a devil worshiper commit terrorism there?’
For devil worshipers, this is an opportunity to throw the world into chaos. Even if I don’t participate.
Of course, they will pay attention to security, but devil worshipers are a group that does not hesitate to commit suicide attacks.
However, as I expected, the chances of that happening are extremely low. Wasn’t it like that during the Luddite movement?
This test drive should give you a clearer picture of what a devil worshiper wants.
‘If you serialize Blood and Steel, you’ll get a bite.’
In any case, the fact that blood and steel must be quickly resolved has not changed. The same goes for the past of the gods, which will be written later.
Time seems wide, but it is tight. I moved my steps toward the mansion even faster.
“Have you come?”
After arriving at the mansion, the first thing I bumped into was my father. We met by chance as soon as we entered the mansion.
“Yes. What about Marie and her mother?”
“They’re talking in the room.”
From the looks of it, it seems like they are having a normal conversation. You’re probably telling me in detail what to watch out for.
This is the time when advice from experienced people is most important to Marie. In particular, you should be careful of fallen leaves until the stable period.
“You haven’t decided when to hold the wedding yet, have you?”
“It will take a little while since the wedding has to be agreed upon by both families. But it won’t take long. Probably after the Zenon Festival.”
“I’m considering that period too. Anything else?”
“About thinking about what to name the child? Do you have anything in mind?”
“uh······”
My head goes blank for a moment at the sudden hook-in question. Pregnancy is also pregnancy, but you have to think about your name.
It’s not someone else’s name, it’s my child’s name. I’m sorry if I made it ordinary, and I think it would stand out too much if I made it unusual.
I rolled my eyes, but nothing came to mind. In the end, I had no choice but to put it off with a shy smile.
“Can I take it slow?”
“That’s right. Instead, it’s better to be mindful when your stomach is full. If you don’t want to get scolded.”
My father patted me on the shoulder with a happy smile on his face. For some reason, it felt like advice loaded with bones.
I couldn’t help but shed an awkward laugh at his non-advice. It seemed like it would be best to decide on a name for the child as soon as possible.
“Oh no, father.”
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Yes. I have something to show you before the Zenon festival. Not just my father, but the whole family.”
“What can I show you?”
I smiled and said to my father who tilted his head.
“About the world I lived in. The country I lived in, to be exact.”
It seems that the time has come to resolve misunderstandings that are not misunderstandings.
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The Zenon Festival is approaching in real time, but that doesn’t mean we won’t be serializing Blood and Steel.
The same goes for the new book released this time. People firmly believed that Britain was a counterhorse to the Nazis while watching the Dunkirk evacuation operation, which was nothing short of a miracle.
[British attacks the French navy. Should I have attacked?]
That is, until Operation Catapult was launched.
[There is a mention that the UK has been consistently bullying since before.]
[No matter how much it is called war, it is the act of sticking a knife in the back.]
[Germany had no interest in the French Navy.]
The ‘hateful country’ does not go anywhere.