How a Hero Lives as a Writer

83 – Interlude: Angelica Louise (3)

Angelica left the drawing room where the warriors stayed and headed to the indoor gym.

It was because I needed a sword now to calm my trembling heart.

Wheek!

Taking her stance and drawing her sword, Angelica swung her sword, using the dim light of her rocket stove as the light source.

The more I did, the more my shaking heart began to settle down.

‘I am a knight.’

And he is a warrior.

That fact will not change in the future.

He will continue to accomplish many things as a warrior.

The more he does, the higher his social status will be, and many people of the opposite s*x will gather around him.

‘Like that woman in the Holy Land… !’

Catch up!

The iron-clad wooden doll standing nearby was broken in two.

Angelica took a moment to catch her breath and resumed swinging her sword.

But her sword is starting to get rougher.

The body of the warrior who had been to the church that day smelled strange and different from usual.

At first, I wanted to think it was an illusion.

But when the same thing happens twice, everyone notices.

The fact that the hero mixed with the saintess.

Kwajik!

Angelica’s sword shattered the adorable wooden doll again.

“Ha ha ha….”

I was overcome with pain as if my heart had stopped.

I can’t breathe, my hands and feet shake, and my sword shakes.

She was so insane that she once competed against an opponent she had beaten and lost terribly.

‘From the beginning, my lord didn’t see me as a woman.’

But I just hoped for it and was disappointed.

A hero and a saint.

Isn’t it like a beautiful story in a fairy tale?

On the other hand, how about yourself?

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“Are you still doing it?”

Angelica was about to swing her sword wildly when Aslan appeared in her gym.

Angelica silently lowered the sword she was wielding under her.

“Wouldn’t sparring be good?”

Aslan said that and threw her wooden sword, which was placed in her corner, at Angelica.

Angelica grabbed the wooden sword and took her stance.

“Whoa….”

If you put a strong person in front of you, your trembling heart will be calmed down.

I decided to be his sword and shield.

I declared that I would be with him throughout his honorable life.

Now, if I don’t even have a sword, I can’t walk beside him.

I couldn’t stand that much.

“I’d like to ask for a favor.”

“My blood boils after a long time!”

Aslan was strong even after he had passed his prime.

A little carelessness could lead to serious injuries, so Angelica had to shake off all her thoughts and focus on her sword.

One, two, three….

Wielding a sword, he cuts down a woman named Angelica.

Pegging!

Finally, the wooden sword the two wielded reached its limit of durability and broke.

“Looks like you got rid of all your thoughts.”

“Thank you, Aslan.”

In the end, only the knight, Sir Louis, was left there.

“Would you like to try a little more?”

“I want to be alone now.”

“Hmm….”

Aslan looked a bit regretful, but soon decided to respect Angelica’s opinion.

When Aslan left, Angelica stood there and she began to groom herself again.

It is neither buried nor ignored.

Cut off the weak parts of yourself.

Angelica came to that conclusion.

***

The next day.

The hero conveyed to Angelica that he would stay at the territory as usual and discuss tribal unions and cartoons.

If he doesn’t leave the territory, his safety is guaranteed.

Angelica decided that and told the hero that she would go out for a while.

The warrior left for the cartoon studio with the words to be careful.

Angelica stared at his back and turned her steps back.

The place Angelica headed to was the hair salon she often visited.

“Welcome, Sir Louis.”

“Long time no see, Anna.”

“What can I do for you today?”

“As usual.”

Anna, who had wrapped the hair bow around Angelica’s neck, stopped her and looked at Angelica in her mirror.

“If you don’t do what you normally do….”

I hoped otherwise, but Angelica firmly nodded her head.

I meant to cut it short, just above her shoulders.

Anna tried to dry her Angelica.

But when she saw Angelica’s determined expression, she couldn’t help but open her mouth.

Even if you have a personal relationship, you should not cross the line.

Anna instinctively realized that she shouldn’t meddle with her over she has.

As a bonus, it also means that you shouldn’t bring up stories related to the writer Bright.

Anna calmly cut her Angelica’s hair.

Clearly.

I could barely hear Anna’s hair being cut because of her chatter.

But today was different.

Anna kept her mouth shut, fearing that she would make a mistake, and only the sound of her hair being cut resounded in her salon.

Her usual time was cut in half as I kept her mouth shut and tidied her hair.

“Are you all right, Captain?”

“Yes, please finish.”

“Okay.”

Anna held her breath and quietly finished Angelica’s hair.

“Good work, Anna.”

“Yes, take a look!”

Angelica left her salon and ran her hand through the ends of her short hair.

She has lived her whole life in this length, and she feels awkward that she has grown her hair for a while.

Angelica let out her wry smile and shook her head.

Maybe it was because her head became lighter, but for some reason, her heart felt lighter too.

She even wondered why she didn’t do this right away.

Angelica decided to visit her monastery because of her abandonment.

As she headed towards the monastery, she saw a slightly different sight than usual.

“Wow!”

“There it is!”

A structure resembling a large bath was installed in the empty lot of the monastery, and children were playing ice hockey on the ice rink created on top of it.

Only a warrior can do such a thing.

Angelica briefly wavered her mind, but she shook her head and let her emotions go.

The children were so obsessed with ice hockey that they didn’t even know that Angelica had come.

Anjelica looked at those children with a wry smile and went straight into the monastery.

“Welcome.”

Father Simon greeted Angelica as always.

“It’s been a while since you came.”

When Father Simon told her joke, Angelica nodded her head slightly with her wry smile.

Father Simon knew something was up when he saw Angelica’s expression and her hair cut short.

But I didn’t bother to mention it.

“I will serve you tea.”

Father Simon, as usual, took Angelica to her parlor and served her tea.

Angelica sipped her tea and stared blankly at the monastery.

Worn parts were noticeable here and there, but the monastery was warm because it was reinforced with strong wood.

I came here to change my mood, but I could see traces of the warrior here too.

Angelica tried to get up from her seat, feeling uncomfortable, but she eventually had to sit back down.

It would be rude to go back as soon as you came, and it seemed like you could see traces of the hero wherever you went.

Angelica sat down and chatted with Father Simon over her tea and her miscellaneous stories.

The subject was all about the children of the monastery.

As Father Simon talked with Angelica about her, he became aware of some of her concerns.

I can’t remember when.

But at some point, she always told stories about her warriors.

But now I felt like I was desperately trying to avoid that topic.

It must be a love affair between a man and a woman.

Father Simon realized that, but he chose not to point it out or mention it.

Because he was always a listener.

“The tea the priest serves is still delicious.”

“hahahaha, if that’s the case, I’m glad.”

Angelica thanked Simon and rose from her seat.

“I’m leaving.”

“Yes, take a look.”

Angelica thought about where she should go now and headed towards the entrance of the monastery.

As she was about to leave the monastery, someone in front of her was approaching the monastery.

It didn’t look too familiar.

However, it was a subtle presence.

It was very faint, but it felt like a hero.

‘Divine Power?’

Are they from the cathedral?

Since they worship the same creator god, there may be some kind of exchange.

Angelica thought so, and she tried to pass it by without thinking.

But at that moment….

Stand tall.

‘This smell….’

Things she had been trying to forget came to mind again.

ㅡ I was baptized in the cathedral. More than that is the personal story of Seongguk and me.

That day, the scent that the hero returned to his body.

And the scent that came back after being buried on the day I returned from participating in the worship service on the weekend.

‘Saint… !’

The appearance is different, but it is definitely a saint.

Realizing that fact, Angelica hurriedly looked behind her.

Then, as if her breathing was in sync, Teresa also turned to Angelica.

A strange atmosphere formed between the two.

The somewhat frustrating confrontation was broken by the sound of footsteps coming from the monastery.

It was the sound of Father Simon, who was inside the monastery, approaching the entrance.

Angelica glanced at her saintess for the last time and then turned her body.

Angelica heads to her house and she gritted her teeth.

For some reason, I felt uncomfortable.

A monastery that became a special space when a kite came into contact with my shaky childhood in many ways.

Something unpleasant set foot in such a place.

Are you trying to invade the resting place of my heart?

Angelica thought about that for a moment.

The monastery is open to anyone.

Because of that, even she was able to find peace of mind in the monastery.

Even so, I couldn’t help but be shaken.

Angelica left the monastery in a hurry, and since she had nowhere to go, she returned to her home.

Something unpleasant happened, so I want to take a break.

With that thought in mind, as she tried to enter the room, she ran into a hero who came out of the manga studio.

“Sir Lewis, that head….”

“Never mind. It’s just a diversion.”

Angelica said that and went into her room.

“Haa….”

The lingering feeling of her thinking that she cut it along with her hair kept pulling her back.

‘Let’s forget.’

Let’s completely forget about it starting today.

Didn’t she witness the truth she was trying so hard to ignore at the monastery?

I am a knight and he is a lord.

All you have to do is return to the most natural form.

‘Let’s forget….’

Angelica muttered that and lay down on her bed.

Her head was so pounding that she wanted to rest for now.

……

…

Smart.

After falling asleep, Angelica woke up to the sound of a knock outside her door.

“Who are you?”

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ㅡ Me.

“My lord? What are you doing at this time?”

It was already dark outside the window.

ㅡ Can I talk to you for a minute?

“It is late. Unless it’s urgent….”

The moment Angelica said that, the hero had already opened the door.

“My lord?”

“Let’s talk.”

The hero muttered that with a slightly displeased expression, then entered the room without permission from the owner of the ark and sat down.

Anjelica just stared blankly at such a hero with a slightly embarrassed expression.