How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World chapter 594

How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World 594

594 – Talent Giving (2)

It’s a bit embarrassing to say now, but the wedding date has been set. The wedding is about two months from today.

The wedding was scheduled to take place at either the Papal Palace in Savior or the Maishal estate, but in the end, the Maishal estate was decided.

It was also to prevent the Savior Church from gaining strength, but it was a concession because they had to pay more attention to the gray desert expedition.

So, it was decided that the wedding would take place at our estate, and all that was left was preparation. Nana Marina’s personality is on the easygoing side, so I refused anything flashy.

If it is unnecessarily flashy, people tend to flock to it, and they say that you have to face each other.

It’s Marie’s request that it doesn’t matter that the wedding ceremony becomes a festival, but that she doesn’t have to be stressed out.

“Instead, have Isaac tailor the wedding dress for you.”

“Why?”

“Because you know pretty wedding dresses.”

I coordinated the wedding dress countless times. I was able to sketch to some extent because I usually drew in my spare time.

In this world, the religious world is usually involved in weddings according to the times. Therefore, the attire of the wedding dress also has a religious aspect.

It’s not that the dress isn’t pretty. To be honest, it’s harder to find clothes that don’t fit Marie’s face.

Marie brought out such a request out of a desire to try on new clothes.

I didn’t know anything else, but she was very interested in fashion, so I was happy to allow it.

“I’ll be a little full by then, so I won’t put the corset on.”

“okay.”

It was good so far, but I forgot that I didn’t consider the size of my chest later.

It’s natural for your breasts to grow when you’re pregnant. This is for later, so let’s move on.

A wedding dress is also a wedding dress, but the important thing now is Marie’s stability. However, it is not good to be confined to the mansion.

Occasionally, I would go for a walk with Ariel, and I would also watch the newly released Call of Duty.

It was possible because the original author was given preferential treatment and Musk gave all the cards.

“Isaac.”

“······yes?”

“Are you not very good at it?”

“again.”

applied It was hit every single round to the extent that it is not enough to say that it was simply applied.

I only know that there is a card game in my previous life, but I have little experience of playing it myself.

Go also knows the strategy and tactics, so you can gain an advantage, but this is the first time I’ve ever done it, so I lost every time.

‘I’m lucky.’

The lack of bad luck also plays a part. I’m not rich in Middle Eastern oil, and I don’t know if oil comes out once every 5 turns.

I don’t know if the munitions factory card popped up and I could pull out a mechanical weapon, but there was no such thing. By the way, you must have a munitions factory card to draw mechanical weapons.

Weapons can be summoned even without a War Factory card. It is inefficient because the amount of sacrifices to be made increases exponentially.

In many ways, it is a game that must be faithful to the historical research and build up one by one.

“It’s such a fun game.”

“That’s why everyone says it’s fun. I’m sure Ariel and Clark Sea’s grandfather are doing it right now, right?”

Ariel and Clark were originally Go opponents. However, this time it has moved on to Call of Duty.

Grandpa Clark said that since I create entertainment like this, the funeral has to be delayed.

Hearing that, even though it was a bit absurd, he was a person who had been clinging to his mission for the rest of his life, so he smiled and passed on.

At least until you leave, I just hope that you will leave only fun and good memories.

“Come to think of it, did you say that Ariel went out of the mansion alone yesterday?”

“Yeah. Adele unnie secretly followed her, but she said it wasn’t a big deal.”

Ariel’s existence is known little by little. An angel appeared in the Myshal estate or something.

Of course, I didn’t forget to spread rumors that I had a lot to do with it. Even during the Zenon Festival, I took Ariel with me.

Now that her existence is known to some extent, Ariel is running around in the estate under Adelia’s escort.

Recently, as more tenants came to the manor, the number of children of Ariel’s age also increased significantly.

“Are you hanging out with the kids you used to play with?”

“Can’t we play the Kaeum game together? It’s a trend these days.”

“Well······”

Marie put on a slightly worried expression. I know what she’s worried about.

Maybe Ariel is worried that she won’t be able to fit in with her peers. It is said that he was educated, but Ariel grew up in the gap of adults.

Although there are adults who have no concept at times, they are people who have completely melted into society. On the other hand, young children often use groups.

I don’t know if Ariel, mature for her age, can understand children. Might be a bit confusing

“That’s not going to happen, but if Ariel gets into an accident, I’ll take responsibility.”

“Isn’t it? We have to raise our children properly later.”

If you grow up in the Myshal estate, at least you won’t be crooked. Good education and culture make people healthy.

Time passed while Mari and I were slowly drawing out the future in a friendly way.

Blood and Steel has been serialized once a week instead of three days since the Banze Conference.

It’s just one word, but since the Red Army and the Giant are serialized separately, it’s actually two volumes each.

[Kalz: Please help me, Zenon.]

Of course, the sound of Carlz’s song resonated every time, but it wasn’t my business.

When the new book was released tomorrow, an interesting happening occurred.

“Ariel’s friends say they want to see Dad?”

“Yeah. No one believes Ariel’s dad when he says he’s Zenon. So I’m going to take my dad.”

So does it make sense that you’re an angel? That word got up to my throat, but I passed it because it was an interesting situation.

I smiled at Ariel, who looked up at me with twinkling golden eyes.

I’m glad Youngji seems to be getting along well with my kids.

“Is that so? Where are the kids?”

“Tram Plaza!”

“······”

By the way, the Chariot Square started to be called the Chariot Square because Ains left a chariot during the Zenon Festival.

There was a fountain as much as it was a plaza, but the streetcar next to it gave off a crazy presence and became a celebrity.

Eventually, Ariel’s small hand led her to the plaza. There is no need to worry about being attacked by demon worshipers, and the Myshal domain is being assisted by the two gods.

Not to mention, since he had been visiting the temple often recently, the locals didn’t care too much. It must be like seeing a celebrity living in the same apartment.

“Ariel, what do you play with your friends? Call of Duty?”

“I do that too, but mostly role play.”

“Role play?”

“Yeah. Knights, saints, and elven archers. It was fun, right?”

Role play exists everywhere in the world. I nodded.

It’s not just people from previous lives who yearn for the adventurous spirit unique to fantasy. There are many people in this world who yearn for adventure.

It’s not for nothing that knights or adventurers are called objects of envy. It should be seen as a fantasy within a fantasy.

In addition, unlike cities with many realists, Myshal Mansion was a rural village just two years ago.

There are still many people who have a longing for adventure, and every festival indirectly relieves that desire.

‘Adults are probably no different.’

Because it is blocked by the huge wall of reality, many adults love fantasy.

As I was heading to the plaza, I suddenly noticed Ariel’s translucent wings. A being more fantasy than an elf, an angel.

“Ariel.”

“Yes why?”

“You said you were role-playing earlier, but what role is Ariel playing?”

“Ariel is an angel.”

“Is that so… huh?”

They are angels in real life, but they are also angels in role play.

Ariel added an explanation as she opened her eyes wide, not knowing what she meant.

“It’s the role of giving blessings whenever the adventurer’s party is in crisis.”

“Uh… then wouldn’t it be fun?”

“Instead, if the saintess does not pray, there will be no blessings. If an adventurer lives a life swayed by desire, less blessings are given. Is this a little fun?”

“······”

Ariel replied with a smile. Subtle historical research is thorough on the subject of simple role play.

It may be that the children’s imagination has improved thanks to Zenon’s biography.

After that, I was guided by Ariel’s hand to the plaza, and I was able to meet Ariel’s friends.

“What? You said you were bringing Zenon.”

“Is my father Zenon?”

“Where do you see Zenon? Zenon has brown hair, not red hair!”

“······”

I was hit right in the back. It reminds me of the story that I took Rodaju to a child who wanted to see Iron Man and the child cried.

Of course, this was expected to some extent, so I was able to laugh and move on. I just wondered who Ariel was hanging out with.

And aren’t they kids? Even if the child who gives off that alley boss force is rude, he can be generous with a joyful heart.

“Oh! Brother Isaac!”

“Ah, that’s right. Isaac’s older brother was Zenon, right? Ariel is confused.”

One or two are familiar children. Children who lived in Myshal Manor even before many people moved in.

Usually, they are called high, but as you know, our family is far from authority. It’s just the brothers and sisters.

I shifted my gaze to the boy I assumed to be the leader while Ariel’s peers chimed in.

A rough-looking face and roughly straight-cut hair. My parents bought me a small wooden sword in my hand.

“What’s your name?”

“What does your brother know?”

Well. You really are a bright yellow kid. I should understand though

“It’s because this older brother is Ariel’s guardian. If something happens to Ariel later, I can ask you.”

“······Mars.”

“That’s a nice name.”

It’s not an empty word, it’s a really cool name. Mars is another name for Ares, the god of war.

However, I know that the status itself is higher than Mars.

“Yes. Mars. Are you disappointed that I am not the real Zenon?”

“Yes.”

Mars answered without hesitation.

Actually, I don’t have Zenon. I want to say that it is a story that my brother made up.

However, I gave up because I thought it would be on the same level as ‘There is no Santa’ for children with pure innocence.

Instead, I gave an appropriate suggestion to children who are obsessed with role play.

It was to see if these kids had the mentality to get along with Ariel, or if they were so-called spoiled kids.

“I’m sorry. Instead, my older brother is a writer, but you guys said you were playing roles, right? Mars, what are you?”

“A knight.”

“rest of it?”

“I am a priest.”

“I am an archer.”

“I am a rogue.”

Just because it’s a fantasy doesn’t mean the root doesn’t go anywhere. No, it’s rather natural because it’s a fantasy world.

I nodded at the children’s roles and smiled softly. and suggested to the children.

“Then, can you include your brother? Instead, not as a role, but as a moderator.”

“Moderator? What is that?”

I gave a simple answer to Mars’ question as if he was wondering.

“The one who enriches the story.”

For my child, this level of talent donation would be fine.

*****

Albenheim at that time.

[bang!]

“How are you, Queen!”

“Virtual reality invented by my brother and sister! With this, you’ll be able to enjoy Call of Duty more realistically!”

An elven man and woman showed the tank firing scene through a hologram.

A neatly polished scene, maybe a little more polished than it was originally invented.

The queen of Albenheim, Arwen, looked at the elf brother and sister who had invented something heinous, so her mouth gaped.

‘······What the hell did you make?’

My head couldn’t keep up.

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