619 – Contest (2)
There is a saying. It’s not that primitive man is less intelligent, it’s that he’s stupid because he hasn’t been educated.
There is also a story that the parents are living a primitive life, but the child was an airplane pilot. I heard that he sometimes visits his hometown wearing a suit.
As such, human intelligence is universally no different from that of primitive people. It is only divided into poles and poles according to the development of civilization.
Also, an affluent life must have played a part. If you look at famous philosophers, most of them are wealthy people.
Therefore, it is better not to think that people of the past are less intelligent than modern people.
This was a thought I had before reincarnation, and nothing has changed since reincarnation.
But I guess I became a bit arrogant after winning so far.
[A novel that recently appeared in the Zenon Contest is a hot topic. A knight walking towards destruction. As the title suggests, this work shows what each race will do in a world approaching destruction…]
[The article does not make any description. Just a knight wearing thick iron armor and a helmet. No one knows whether they are humans, elves, demons, beastmen, or dwarves. No body type is described, stimulating the imagination of readers.]
[The worldview is truly a crucible of chaos. The sky rains endlessly and the dead are resurrected, showing that the order is broken. Here, those who maintain their sanity like knights are called walking people, that is, ‘walkers’, and those who have lost their reason are called ordinary undead.]
The work that was planned to be written after blood and steel appeared in the contest. The original material was taken away by opening one’s eyes and cutting one’s nose.
There is nothing to be arrogant about in Blood and Steel because it follows the history of the earth, but the problem is the life story of Zenon.
I thought the world was lacking in literature or creativity due to the unexpected great success of Zenon’s life.
This was literally a bad idea. I only have a large scale of experience, and there are many races that have lived longer than me, such as elves and demons.
There is no shortage of imagination. It’s just that there were a lot of people who didn’t write books.
Starting with the demon war that broke out 3000 years ago, the tribal war 300 years ago. Unknown seas and undeveloped forests.
Finally, the ancient kingdom where the truth is buried, the kingdom of Gerios. Materials are scattered all over the place.
[There are many other great works besides the Knight Walking towards Destruction (hereafter referred to as The Knight of Destruction), but among them, the Knight of Destruction is the most overwhelmingly popular.]
[However, due to the very stimulating material of destruction, there is considerable resistance from the church. The destruction of the world means that the gods have been defeated.]
[Publishers, including Zenon, are not responding. Also, like Zeno’s life story, there is a growing voice that novels should be regarded as novels…]
The Knight Walking Towards Destruction, or the Knight of Destruction for short, gained interest comparable to Zenon’s biography with a little exaggeration.
The other works were also interesting enough, but since the material was the material, I had no choice but to be less interested.
The writing skills and readability are flawless. Adopt easy-to-understand words rather than difficult words, and cut the places that need to be cut.
What stands out above all else is the atmosphere. The showers pouring steadily from the sky are also showers, but the atmosphere described was no joke.
If Cherry’s uncharacteristically warm and emotional style is impressive, Knight of Doom is the exact opposite.
It was gloomy and dry, but it seems to represent the main character’s feelings. It’s just fun.
“I should have just paid in advance…”
So it got more gloomy. It was a material that was designated as my next work, but someone suddenly took it away, so I became a little depressed.
It wasn’t like I didn’t have a similar experience in my previous life. But at that time, due to the relationship of time, I only ate my appetite and moved on.
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Now the case is slightly different. In terms of the restaurant industry, it feels like someone has preoccupied the secret sauce that only I thought I knew.
The rest of the arrogance that was unknowingly and unknowingly inflicted a fatal blow, and the rest of the blows came.
“Are you jealous right now?”
Marie asked me as I lay on the bed. Judging by the smile, it seems that my appearance is a little funny.
I heard her question, let out a deep sigh, then turned my back. When I turned my back, Marie’s beautiful face came into view.
Because it is before going to sleep, the light is only dependent on the lanterns. Even so, her white beauty could not be hidden.
“I’m not jealous… But of course I feel like I’ve opened my eyes and taken away something I thought was mine?”
“That person I liked first, the same thing?”
“Is it similar…? It’s like that anyway.”
Marie laughed like a girl when she heard my answer. Then she reached out and gently touched my face.
“Unexpectedly. I thought you would pass it off coolly. You go sometimes and you have such a cute side. So what are you going to do?”
“What should I do? I’ll have to wait and see. I can’t take it back because I originally preoccupied it? I don’t want to do that either.”
The material has already waved at me and crossed the river. I could write faster, but then there is no point in holding a contest.
So I decided to keep an eye on it. In fact, I only said this to Marie, not to Musk or any other acquaintance.
The moment you speak, it could turn into a mud fight, and that person will be buried with a 100% chance.
You can go further and get a tyrant image, so for now, it’s better to keep quiet.
“Did you read?”
“Of course I read it. I thought, how can the atmosphere be this dark? Are you going to meet me?”
I nodded slightly. As it is a hit work, I plan to meet the artist in person.
I was told to write down all my personal information when participating in the contest, so it shouldn’t be difficult to invite them to the mansion.
I plan to meet with the writer in person to talk, and furthermore, to hear what kind of storyline to take.
“Let’s meet and hear about it. Looking at it objectively, isn’t it a rather blasphemous story? If the order is out of order, it means that the gods are not playing their role, and if the gods are not playing their role, it means that they have been defeated.”
“Well, that’s why you talk a lot. So, will you do your best to make sure the writer isn’t burdened?”
“For now.”
It is said that he will be a reliable supporter, but in the end, you have to deal with the burden yourself.
When I was writing Zenon’s biography, I also felt a sense of skepticism. I just wrote it as a hobby, so why did it come to this?
“The choice is always up to him. I am only helping.”
“What if I tell you that I can’t do it?”
“Should I say thank you?”
“The naughty child.”
When I answered quickly, Marie smiled and pinched my cheek slightly. I gently held her hand with both of her hands.
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Now is the time to stop the friendly conversation and go to sleep. Marie smiled softly as if she had read my doctor.
“Then see you in the morning.”
“Yes. Have a nice dream.”
“You’re already dreaming?”
How can I choose only pretty words? I lightly kissed Marie on the forehead before turning off her lamp.
The day went smoothly today as well. Even though it’s lonely, it’s a really happy day.
*****
The rules of the contest are very simple. Simply write down your personal information and submit the manuscript of the work you want to submit.
Instead, you need to certify that you wrote it, so you have to summarize the overall story. In a word, it means that proxy submission is absolutely impossible.
It can be said that there may be people whose identity should not be known, but that is true. Occasionally, people in trouble came to visit.
However, it can’t be helped because there may be devil worshipers in the mix. It would be filtered just by coming to the Myshal estate, but there is a chance.
Maybe that’s why there are cases where high-ranking aristocrats visit from time to time. Even the royal family of a small kingdom came to visit.
Of course, if you want to remain anonymous, you tend to use a pen name instead. Most contestants use pen names.
A similar example is the Knight of Destruction that I decided to invite to the mansion. However, in the case of the author of the article of destruction, it was very ‘unique’.
“You are really the author, right? The one who wrote the article walking towards destruction.”
“Yes, yes! That’s right!”
Bulky eyes and angular face like a man. An impressive man with deep brown eyes and short brown hair.
The man was wearing a pure white outfit, not an ordinary one, and I know very well what that outfit meant.
A garment that can only be worn by followers of Luminus, the god of light and hope. In other words, priests.
“Your name is…”
“It’s Roman velor.”
“Yes. Mr. Roman. By the way, your personal information is a little… Unique?”
Knights of Perdition is a work that shows the behavior of the main character and each race in a different world on the verge of destruction.
Isn’t that a material that could be found anywhere on Earth? It may be said, but from the point of view of this world, it is disrespectful! A material worth exclaiming.
It is surprising just that a priest wrote a book with this kind of material right now, but what is more surprising is his job.
“Looks like you’re the Heretic Inquisitor following Cardinal Kate…”
“·······Yes.”
“Even the Pope’s own son.”
I knew he was the Heretic Questioner, but it was the first time I knew he was the Pope’s real son. This is the information Musk gave me separately.
The current Pope was the Grand Inquisitor before Kate. He is also Kate’s first martial arts teacher.
The son of such a man wrote a truly blasphemous novel. It’s a really ironic situation.
“Does the Pope know about this?”
“······I have no idea.”
“What if you find out?”
“You’re going to throw me into a fire for disrespect.”
It’s so-called very f*cked up. But Roman’s situation is a situation, and there are things that I can hardly understand.
I stared at Roman, who was smiling bitterly, and asked in a way that I didn’t understand.
“Why did you use this material? A priest or something.”
The answer to that question is.
“······I just wrote it as a hobby.”
“A hobby?”
“Yes. But I never expected to receive so much attention…”
“··· ···”
It was as if I was looking at myself in the past.
‘But isn’t this person worse?’
This person’s life depends on it.