How a Hero Lives as a Writer

Chapter 12

12 – The warrior who writes novels (5)

“Keuk, heuk, heouk… !”

I thought I did some exercise in the other world, but the physical training here was tougher than the guerrilla training.

To be honest, I thought I wanted to quit right away, but I can’t quit because I’m seeing results unexpectedly.

Some people may wonder what kind of help they will be in refining if they roll like a dog.

But this is surprisingly helpful.

While I am undergoing basic physical training, the soldiers are training nearby.

Just passing by and peeping at it is surprisingly helpful.

As a bonus, my stamina increased, so my concentration increased, which also affected my writing speed.

“Whoop, whoop….”

After completing the set Sir Lewis had specified, sweat welled up all over his body.

But it didn’t make me feel offended.

Now, if I don’t have training, I feel like I’m lacking somewhere.

Sir Lewis entrusted training to a nearby adjutant, and he walked towards me with a little speed.

“Are you okay?”

“This much is fine now.”

Ever since then, it means a warrior.

“Then, let’s get started with sergeant training.”

Yes?

ㅡ Stupid~

Sir Lewis only gave me a wooden sword on the first day.

However, after seeing me wielding a wooden sword a few times, he said that he lacked basic physical strength and had only been training his physical strength until now.

But now that the basic stamina seems to have been strengthened, it seemed to be going back to weapon training.

Actually, it was something I had to do someday.

The biggest reason for being taught by Sir Lewis was to bring life to my lack of battle scene descriptions.

Still, at the moment when I feel satisfied saying that I have accomplished everything, I feel like I am going to cry out in pain.

“When dealing with weapons, bad habits are often acquired without realizing it.”

I guess so.

It’s a common story in sports, martial arts, and fitness.

“So I’ll let you know.”

“Oh, thanks then.”

I am just grateful that a busy person cares so much.

I swung the wooden sword around following Sir Lewis’ instructions.

But Sir Lewis didn’t look too happy.

“Stay still in that position.”

I stopped following Sir Lewis’ instructions.

Then Sir Louis reached my back.

“With the waist up and the angle of the arms like this, the legs feel like lowering the body’s center of gravity.”

I guess I didn’t like my posture.

Still, it feels strange to see a beautiful woman caressing my body.

If I hadn’t been wearing the armor, this coldness pressing down on my back would have been a little warmer, wouldn’t it?

I hate the world.

Why did you wear armor to the gym, Sir Lewis?

“That posture.”

Sir Lewis snorted lightly and looked satisfied.

It seems like he didn’t notice my wrongdoing.

“Now, try swinging again.”

“Yes!”

Nothing happened… !

ㅡ Have I seen it?

Anyway, Sir Louis is safe because he can’t see the wizard!

I sweated a lot while training for weapons for a long time.

After that, editing work with Sir Louis was waiting.

“So you’re saying I want you to recreate this scene?”

“Yes. I think it will help somehow.”

Just watching the soldiers handle weapons was quite helpful.

If it is a knight who uses mysterious powers such as mana or aura from the mass market, more colorful movements will be possible.

I think it will be quite helpful for Romeo’s battle scene.

“Okay.”

Sir Lewis had a worried expression on his face, but he did not refuse my request.

Sir Lewis clenched his hair tie around his mouth, straightened his hair and tied it into a ponytail.

… In fact, could Sir Lewis be a succubus?

I usually feel like a stiff soldier, but sometimes the feminine look that I show like this catches the eye.

ㅡ Isn’t it just something wrong with your head?

Maybe.

“Let’s get started.”

Sir Lewis drew his sword and took a stance.

Unlike her wooden sword, it was a real sword, so I felt like she had become a different person than usual.

I could feel the sharpened coldness even though we were quite far away.

Sir Louis began to move her very slowly.

I must be recreating the battle at a level that I can follow with my eyes.

Is this your own Sir Lewis reinterpretation of the scene I wrote?

I didn’t expect this much.

“Whoa.”

Sir Louis showed a movement like shaking off a sword and then relaxed.

That action is probably a habit formed by repeating the action of hunting monsters and wiping off the blood on the sword, right?

Something cool… !

“Was this helpful?”

“Yes. I think I can do the editing work right now.”

“Are you sure?”

For some reason, it felt as if Sir Louis’ eyes had twinkled.

Where did the sharpened blade go….

“Please wait a moment.”

“Yes, I will wait.”

Sir Lewis smiled as he undid the straps that tied his hair.

Does this sometimes defenseless look confuse people?

I took a deep breath to clear my mind and set out to edit the second volume.

I’ve already done revision work several times, but this time I felt something different.

“… As expected, it seems that God called the hero as the writer.”

“Is that enough?”

“Yes. It looks like it was written by a completely different person.”

Sir Lewis praised my novel very much.

At this level of reaction, it seemed that Prince Albert would also respond satisfactorily.

“Thank you, Sir Louis.”

I probably wouldn’t have finished this much without Sir Louis.

With this, I don’t think I’ll listen to martial arts written by Mu-Al-Mo, or fantasy written by Pan-Al-Mo.

So no matter how much I thank you, it’s not enough.

“We look forward to seeing you in the future.”

“Yes? Are you planning on doing it in the future?”

“A healthy mind resides in a healthy body.”

“Haa, Ball Bright is really….”

It’s nice to see that slightly ridiculous and weak face.

Something Romeo looks like Sir Louis and Juliet looks like Rayna.

It feels like the plot that has been blocked since the 100th episode is drawn faintly.

“Then let’s go.”

“Yes, thank you for your hard work.”

After that, I simply washed my body and finished my lunch.

Then, as usual, I went to see Reina.

“Wow, it looks like it was written by someone else.”

“You talk too much.”

“Ah! Is that a compliment?”

“Ah! Am I kidding?”

“….”

The inflated cheeks are cute.

It feels like a blowfish.

ㅡ Is that a compliment?

What about blowfish?

ㅡ You are….

“I think I know why your novels feel monotonous.”

“Is that so?”

“Romeo is a man whose soul has been worn out by hard training. So I don’t think there’s any problem with the simple description.”

“However, Juliet is a born genius and an immature young lady who is loved by her family. So she thinks it’s okay to ooze a bit more of the innocence of her age.”

I tried to portray it as convincingly as possible, but judging from a woman’s point of view, Juliet feels a bit awkward.

“I think that’s why I got the feeling that the description of the last scene was a bit lacking… , Are you okay?”

“It’s okay. Thanks for the good point.”

If you find out what the problem is, you can fix it.

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“How I modified Romeo’s battle scene today….”

I explained the series of processes through which I developed the novel with Sir Lewis.

Then Reina looked like someone who had realized something.

“I came up with a good method.”

“Really?”

“What if I became Juliet?”

Reina said she would show herself playing Juliet herself.

“Ohh!”

Clap clap clap.

“Don’t do it!”

I have a rebellious spirit that makes me want to do more when told not to.

Raina’s slightly reddened face gradually returned to normal.

It felt like I had become a different person, as if a switch had been turned on.

“Ro, Mio. Why is this… ?”

Seeing Reina speak alone, she felt that something was missing.

So I decided to play the opposite role, Romeo.

“Nothing happened.”

Of course, my acting skills were incomparable to Reina’s, but it would be easier to act with someone else.

The scene we are currently playing is the scene where Romeo, covered in blood, returns with Juliet on his back.

“Romeo, your blood… !”

Raina gave a thrilling performance as if she were really seeing blood.

“It’s a big deal, my lady, because you have a bad sleeping habit.”

“Let me down, quickly!”

I didn’t see Reina as Reina anymore.

It was as if Juliet had really jumped out of a novel.

Are you saying this even while sitting on the bed?

I decided to take Raina as Juliet and think of me as Romeo.

“Whoop, whoop….”

She took the position of putting Juliet down on her floor, squatting beside her and letting out her wild breath.

Then Reina… No, Juliet started groping me.

“O Spirit!”

Juliet summoned the spirit of water and washed away the blood and dirt from my body.

After seeing the scars all over the place, I realized one fact.

“I guess that’s it. Because of me, these wounds….”

“No big deal.”

“Be quiet.”

Juliet started treating my wounds with an expression of sadness, guilt, and inferiority.

However, the movement was quite clumsy and took a considerable amount of time.

“This is how it ends.”

To Juliet, who had lived her life without knowing defeat, her existence was only a thorn in her eye.

So she wanted to break her nose somehow, but she ends up like this at the critical moment.

Juliet let out a remark that made her feel inferior.

That’s not something she would ever show in front of her patients.

That must mean that my mentality was shaken by the wounds I suffered.

“Of course not. Is it okay if her husband is weaker than her wife?”

“Hey!”

When I said something teasing, Juliet quickly regained her normal self.

“… Are you in a lot of pain?”

But she looked very weak than usual, probably feeling guilty.

“No, it’s not like that.”

“That said!”

Juliet, who was about to stop me in a moment of anger, shut her mouth.

Looks like I noticed a scar on my hand that wasn’t wearing gloves unlike usual.

Hands full of terrible scars, as if they had been tortured.

That hand was full of terrible scars, as if it had been tortured.

“This thing….”

“To me, winning is a matter of course. I’ve been taught that it’s normal.”

I was called a genius who was good at anything, but I was lacking by family standards.

In order to stand up to Juliet, who is said to be the owner of the greatest talent of her time, she is nothing more than a dunjae who has sharpened her lacking talent.

“I don’t mind this much.”

That’s why I don’t feel pain enough to bleed a little.

Because even pain was a luxury to me.

I have been learning that way.

Juliet’s eyes widened when she heard me.

“Then I met you. After all, it’s enough to be called a genius.”

The time I’ve spent so far has not been wasted.

Because she was such an existence that the word genius was appropriate.

Every time you ignited a competitive spirit in me, it felt like the days of suffering were rewarded.

But now he tells me to forget everything and get engaged.

Then what is the time I’ve spent so far?

“Romi, oh….”