How a Hero Lives as a Writer

10 – The Hero Who Writes Novels (3)

After leaving Reina’s room and having dinner, I received a call from Prince Albert.

I followed the employee to find out what was going on, and I heard about the contract with the publisher.

“So this contract is the best treatment I can get in the industry?”

“Yes. It must be an expression of intention that it will never be taken away by other publishers.”

“Ohh….”

I don’t know the details, but Prince Albert is far from a lie.

So you can trust me.

“Then we should make a contract.”

“I’m sorry. Talking about them was a topic that even the king could not bring up.”

“Oh, no big deal.”

The reason why I didn’t like going to the publishing house was probably because of the organization called ‘Intrus’.

The magicians who are skilled in battle are a secret society that permeates the publishing industry and each territory like spies.

No matter what the means, they said that their purpose was to protect humanity.

It’s a reluctant existence, but we had to meet it someday.

So it’s not something Prince Albert should be sorry for.

“I think I will have to pay more attention in the future.”

I just need to write something that the group called Intrus won’t criticize me for.

“Uhm, then I’ll pay attention and comment.”

You send me a look of anticipation while saying that you will give me a good review.

She has a bear-like appearance, but her behavior subtly resembles Reina.

Is that a blood relationship?

“I think I will be writing the second volume soon, so please ask for it soon.”

“Oh, is this already volume 2?”

Prince Albert pushed me on the back, telling me to go and write.

While smiling wryly, I went to my room and started finishing the second volume.

Three days passed just like that.

The publisher contacted me that they had started preparing for the publication of the book.

Then I have been cautiously urging, not asking when the 2nd volume will be released.

I brought up the story that I would visit sooner or later with Volume 2, and at that moment, the staff member’s face heated up with excitement.

I noticed that I wanted to receive and read the manuscript right away.

However, as long as there is a Publication Ethics Committee called Intrus, there are many things to be concerned about.

So I decided to send the staff back and hand over two drafts to Prince Albert to receive appreciation.

“Wait a minute.”

As if Prince Albert had waited for this day, he disappeared like the wind.

I’m a busy person, so I don’t have enough time, but to show you that kind of image is a great honor as an artist.

But that feeling soon faded.

“It was fun.”

“… Battle too?”

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“I know you well.”

Prince Albert recited the plot of the second volume and listed the good points.

“Class picnic. Even though the two of them were fighting, it was described as friendly on the outside, so I enjoyed reading it.”

“Although they consider each other equal, Juliet, who unknowingly harbors an inferiority complex to Romeo, also felt lovable.”

“I felt pity for Romeo, who had been portrayed as the owner of natural talent until now, but was actually created after rigorous training.”

In Volume 1, the two people who were treated lightly are described in a little more detail.

“I felt less tired while reading, probably because of the unique light style, and it was more fun because the charms of the characters were highlighted.”

“The culmination is this artifact case.”

“This scene where Juliet, who unconsciously felt an inferiority complex, gets into an accident.”

Romeo is seriously injured while trying to save Juliet.

Juliet comes to her senses with the help of Romeo, but she soon finds him covered in her scars and is tormented by guilt.

Through this event, it was hinted that the relationship between the two would gradually become closer.

It was such a high praise that I wondered if it was really okay.

“But it wasn’t that last battle.”

“The picture was not drawn because the description was too vague. It must be because you lack common sense about magic and swordsmanship.”

“It made me want to fix it myself.”

However, she said that it was a pity that she did not have the necessary materials.

She’s not a person who’s idle enough to do it in the first place, so even if she has necessary materials, she’s reluctant to ask.

“So you found me?”

“Yes, Sir Louis.”

“Can I help you?”

“Since you said you enjoy reading, wouldn’t it be anything?”

“Umm, I understand.”

Sir Lewis said that after work he would read the manuscript.

“Thank you, Sir Louis.”

I handed over to Sir Lewis one manuscript and two drafts together.

Sir Lewis said that he would wait two or three days, and then he quietly left.

I decided to wait for Sir Lewis while thinking about how to develop the story of the third volume.

ㅡ Don’t worry. After all, tomorrow I will have to finish the work.

“Yes?”

ㅡ It’s okay to bet. Angelica will visit you tomorrow.

In terms of quantity, it is 50 episodes.

Even if the first volume has been finalized, the second volume is a rough draft.

I have to read more carefully to point out problems, so it will be difficult if I don’t stay up all night.

What kind of person is Sir Lewis?

She is a slender beauty in her 170s with blonde hair and a cold impression.

I got the impression that she smells like her people, but she says that the soldiers under her command call her ghosts.

He’s very sensitive to breaking the rules, and he’s like the embodiment of no retreat.

Some say that she has neither blood nor tears, enough to be called “Steel Lewis.”

It is unlikely that such a person would stay up all night reading a novel.

ㅡ If it was a normal novel, it would be like that. Can I bet?

“What are you going to walk?”

ㅡ Umm, my body?

Miss Helena put her hands behind her head and interlaced them in her provocative pose.

She definitely had some vibes on her side, but it wasn’t too bad because her breasts were chewy.

ㅡ Hey!

She has no breasts and no pelvis, no need.

So, give me another one.

If possible, I would like you to tell me a small piece of information like last time.

ㅡ That much is easy. But if you’re going to bet, you should bet one too.

… Tsk. So what?

ㅡ Canned food.

“Yes?”

ㅡ If I win, die. I only write novels. I’ll forgive you when volume 3 comes out.

This must mean that my novel is interesting enough to come out.

It is an honor as a writer.

However, it is quite uneasy because it is a bet made by a wizard who manages the ‘Cradle of Stars’ that contains all things.

Still, I believe in Sir Louis.

Steel! Steel! Steel!

“… I read them all.”

Yes, from today you are Yeoncheol.

ㅡ Did I win?

Miss Helena flew by me and started chanting her canned food.

I let out a small sigh and looked at Sir Louis, eyes slightly bloodshot.

“Did you stay up all night?”

“… A knight doesn’t have to sleep for a day or so.”

See this guy?

Is this steel?

“Keuheum, it was fun.”

Sir Louis began to express his appreciation, as did Prince Albert and Raina.

Your voice usually sounds a bit cold, but there was a subtle heat mixed in in your comments.

I didn’t even have the strength to get angry when you showed me that.

How can I get angry when I hear that my novel is interesting and I read it without hesitation?

It’s my fault that I don’t have any talent for gambling in the first place.

ㅡ I know~

Don’t do it, really.

“I think I understand what Your Highness said.”

“Wouldn’t that have been a bit lacking?”

“Yes. It was very lacking.”

Tahuhheuk.

“I also live a life that has nothing to do with being a writer, so I am reluctant to touch Lord Bright’s novels.”

In the first place, if your hand touches it, it will not be a novel written by me.

Sir Lewis draws the line, saying that he wants to see the novel I wrote, and he doesn’t think he can do that much.

“But I may be able to help.”

“Help?”

“Yes. That’s what Romeo often says.”

“Uh… A healthy mind resides in a healthy body?”

“Yes. If you lack common sense, you just have to experience it yourself.”

I experienced firsthand her reason why her soldiers, under her command of Lord Louis, called her her ghost.

“Next 100 times!”

“No. 100….”

“Your voice is small!”

“No. 100!”

She was steel, not soft iron.

He had no blood or tears, so he was someone who didn’t know ‘moderately’.

I finished my training by saying that I had a hard time right before I spread, probably because I had the intention of rolling only until I got lost.

Am I going to have to live in this hell from now on…? .

“Am I right, warrior?”

“Jason, don’t make me talk because it’s hard.”

Jason, a slender soldier with skinheads and buck teeth, spoke to me.

I’m looking for Sir Lewis, he’s the one who said why a warrior is trying to meet the devil.

At first, I felt reluctance, but I like his volubility, and soon we are like friends.

Looks like he’s in his 30s, but he’s in his early 20s, so the fact that he’s younger than me must have played a part.

I still can’t forget the expression on my face when I said older.

“The reason I lost my soul like this is because I lost my soul to the devil, hero.”

“The devil?”

“It was a bit comfortable in the original unit, ha ha.”

“Um, well, Sir Lewis is strict, but he smells like a man and doesn’t cross the line unexpectedly, right? He is a wonderful person who is faithful to his duties….”

As I muttered, cold sweat broke out on Jason’s face, who had an expression like ‘What bullsh*t are you talking about?’

“Yes. It is very respectful to see you fighting at the forefront of any battlefield. I want to be like Sir Louis.”

Jason seems to have noticed how things are going.

Seeing how he used his tongue so skillfully, it was a way of life that made me think he would come back alive even if he was thrown into the desert.

“Jason, return to the unit.”

“Yes!”

Jason darted away.

The speed of the boat was faster than when going around the parade ground.

Sir Lewis looked at Jason with a wry smile.

Ah, you noticed.

“You worked hard.”

Sir Lewis handed me a wet rag.

“Thank you.”

I hurriedly wiped the sweat from my body and let out a long sigh.

“… I can only do this. Would you mind anyway?”

“Let’s try something small, well. On the contrary, won’t it interfere with unit training because of me?”

“That’s fine.”

Then you should try it.

To be honest, confined to my room and writing, in the long run, is eating away at my life as a writer.

It is not wrong to say that a healthy mind resides in a healthy body.

Sir Lewis feels a bit overly spartan, but it stops before my body spreads.

Think of it as a little hard trainer.

“I wish you all the best in the future, Sir Louis.”

Sir Lewis responded with a small nod of his head.

ㅡ Since you lost the bet, don’t forget to write a novel.

Yes….

Anyway, after publishing the first volume, the second volume should be published with a little time.

So let’s postpone the revision of the second volume and write the third volume.

After learning basic common sense, it is just a matter of finishing the second volume and publishing it.

It’s going to be hard, but I’ll do my best.

But when something explodes, something else comes with it.

“Will I be okay?”

“Please.”

“For the scene after Romeo saves Juliet, I wonder if it would be okay to put a little more effort into the description….”

Oops, my cat.

“Mmm, that might be better. I’m no stranger to the rhetoric of this literature, so could you help me?”

Reina gave her advice at the end of Volume 2 that she thought it would be better to let her emotions out.

In Korea, it can be pointed out that it’s overemotional, but I thought that Reina’s advice would be more appropriate because it’s a way to work in this world.

Of course, it’s a bit difficult for me to scratch the surface of watermelon, so I decided to ask Reina to learn.

“Then, am I a teacher from today?”

“Thank you, sir.”

“Whoops. I’m a teacher….”

That’s how I ended up editing ‘Oh My Lady’ with two teachers.