How a Hero Lives as a Writer - How a Hero Lives as a Writer chapter 90

90 – The Forgotten Age of Mythology (2)

The first meeting was eventually put on hold.

The story of the first hero, Hendricks Luther, has not yet begun.

The story won’t progress if you start with opposition while only understanding the background of the times.

So everyone agreed to take care of themselves.

Normally, it would have been a little more intense discussion, but since the background of the cartoon is a different world and a possession, everyone felt a little more lenient.

We decided to have a late lunch and peek at the story of the first hero again.

“Is there anything inconvenient?”

“It’s okay.”

Squeeze.

The half-empty glass was refilled.

Anjelica’s eyes met as she was pouring water.

Angelica hesitated, smiled brightly, and sat back down.

No, is this guy really blatant?

This is 100% uncovered unless you are a fairly dull person.

“Sir Lewis.”

“Yes, lord.”

“Can I be honest with you?”

“Hmm? Ah yes. Please feel free to speak.”

“I think we should keep our distance.”

“… Yes?”

Why do you look so hurt?

“At this point, it’s only a matter of time before our relationship gets caught.”

“… It can’t be.”

Angelica felt that there was nothing wrong with her as she did as usual.

Anyway, when my eyes met, I noticed that he was the only one who didn’t know that he smiled without knowing.

It’s cute, but it’s a problem….

“Even if the teacup or water cup is empty, leave it alone. Give me if I ask.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Located one step behind the original location.”

“Okay.”

“Even when you exercise in the morning, don’t put things in your hands.”

“… Are you tired of me?”

“No… !”

“Just kidding.”

Why do you look so sullen when you said you were joking?

I feel dizzy because people have changed so drastically.

“If my lord paid attention, everyone might have noticed.”

Angelica said that she would be careful and then, with her head down, she began to eat quietly.

But it still felt like he was glancing at me.

ㅡ That Angelica….

Miss Helena looked at me and Angelica with a happy expression.

She was looking at that strange expression, and now it felt like a picture was being drawn.

ㅡ Huh?

That day when my heart was pounding.

When I told Angelica that I live here and fell asleep, did Angelica react to something?

ㅡ I thought I didn’t notice that way….

Anjelica was so beautiful that I thought I was out of my reach.

So I had no choice but to think conservatively.

ㅡ But now you have more confidence? So, does your head turn well that way?

That’s it.

ㅡ Then look forward to the future… No, you are also a writer, so focus on her work.

Don’t worry.

Because I’m thinking of making it into a manga called an immortal masterpiece.

***

The first hero, Hendricks Luther.

He was summoned to Mare with the holy sword, and sets out on a journey to drive away Mare’s curse.

Hendricks was strong.

When he stepped on the ground vigorously, an earthquake occurred, and when he swung his sword, even the rain clouds were split to the point where the sun was shining brightly.

However, the journey was arduous enough that even such a warrior was out of his strength.

Because the Legion of Death, engulfed by the girl’s curse, stood in his way.

The strength of each individual was insignificant compared to the hero, but they were a large army that stretched beyond the horizon, and the hero was alone.

A melee in which not even a moment’s sleep is allowed, an army of death scattering curses and dying right before death.

Hendricks was getting tired physically and mentally.

In the meantime, there were those who were attracted by the bravery of the first hero, and they were the soldiers of the Kingdom of Grace, who later became the demons.

“God’s representative! I want to join you on your journey!”

Ordinary soldiers, not even knights.

If you follow the journey, nine out of ten people will die.

Hendricks couldn’t take them.

Even if they were not ordinary soldiers but strong knights, I couldn’t accept them as my companions.

Because the curse was an act of malice that even a hero who received the blessing of the holy sword could not bear.

Hendricks refused their offer and tried to leave the journey as it is.

However, fatigue builds up from the journey so far and she collapses.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Grace send Hendrix into a temporary barracks and take good care of him.

The pus from the curse flowed from Hendrix’s body, and the soldiers who cared for him were also affected by the curse.

However, somehow the curse did not encroach on them, and Hendrix managed to recover from the hospitality of the soldiers.

Have the gods been moved by their bravery?

They weren’t as strong as Hendricks, but they had a strong resistance to curses.

A hero cannot save the world with his own strength.

Realizing that, Hendricks had to choose.

“Brave warriors. Being together on my journey means crossing a river of no return. You will not be able to return to your hometown when you die, and no one will remember your names after all is over. Will you still follow me!”

“Yes! Please take us with you!”

As the commander shouted, the soldiers all shouted their determination.

Hendricks eventually decides to go on a journey with them.

As Hendrix clears the way by defeating the Legion of Damnation, Grace’s soldiers buy him time to rest.

With such a cooperation system in place, Hendricks was able to carry out the warrior’s task much more easily.

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However, the concentration of the curse increased as they headed towards the source of the curse, and Grace’s soldiers complained of severe pain.

Not only that, but their bodies gradually began to change into something non-human.

In the process, there were soldiers who lost their minds and attacked their comrades, and there were even soldiers who committed suicide because they could not stand the pain.

Though a lot of blood and tears were shed, they continued on.

And finally, Hendricks and his gang arrived at the source of the curse.

There was a hideous lump of curse that seemed to have made all the evil in the world into meat.

Hendricks and the death squad set out for the final battle with determination.

A mythical battle that lasted for three days and nights.

At the end, Hendrix and the gang are victorious.

After all the battles, Hendricks prayed for Mare and the gang.

In this way, the death squad was freed from the curse and became the ancestor of those who are now called demons.

Mare slowly overcame the curse and began to regain her former greenness.

But the problem still remains.

There was a survivor of a pseudo-religious group that was the culprit behind all of this.

However, the hero who completed the task had to return to the original world.

That’s why I decided to leave it to those who remained in Mare.

The hero creates a new miracle while worrying about what will happen after he leaves.

Moonlight Stone

A weak energy generated when a being whose life has ended returns to nature.

The rules for turning it into crystal were engraved into Mare.

That’s how Hendricks left for the original world.

Although Hendrix has left, his holy sword still remains in Mare.

The Grace Society began to think about the treatment of this holy sword.

In the meantime, the Holy Sword emitted light and pointed in one direction.

The death squad accepts that the light is the will of the holy sword and sets out on a journey to return the holy sword.

The process was not smooth.

The death squad already had an appearance that was hard to call human.

I wanted to protect my hometown.

I wanted to protect my beloved family and neighbors.

However, the only thing that came back at the end was hostility and the blade.

Even so, the death squad could not be stopped.

There are also beings who risked their lives to protect this planet even though they came from another world.

I survived the journey where I was prepared for death from the beginning.

Rather, we are on the lucky side.

As they comfort each other like that, they finally arrive at the place pointed to by the holy sword.

Then the holy sword flew up into the sky and disappeared while emitting a bright light.

“Ah, my God….”

Then a group appeared from somewhere.

They were humans whose bodies were consumed by a curse, like a death squad.

The death squad takes great care of them with a heart of sympathy.

The death squad had the holy sword and the protection received from the warrior, and with that power, they succeeded in curing those who were eaten by the curse.

The death squad formed a family with those who recovered from the curse, and the story of the first warrior ended with the beginning of the demon tribe.

***

The story of Hendricks, the first warrior, and the Grace Society was a typical narrative of a warrior.

Contrary to initial concerns, the cartoon project went smoothly without any friction.

“Mike, Nilsson, Kane, Miles of the Grace Order, and… !”

… There was a minor happening where the most gentlemanly Taz became hotter than anyone else, but I think it was unavoidable.

Because I think I would have had the same reaction if I were a demon.

“Don’t worry. Because I plan to reflect everything.”

“Thank you so much!”

In the first place, as long as you dryly describe what happened in the past, it is a history book, not a comic book.

I had no intention of excluding it from the beginning.

ㅡ What do you plan to do?

You can just describe it as you feel it.

Soldiers called Grace’s death squad.

They weren’t royalty, nobles, or even knights.

They were just brave soldiers.

But they were nobler than any other beings.

Even though he became an immortal legion, Mike did not attack the warriors and the death squad, but met his end with a sad cry as he remembered his family.

Nilson tried to protect the hero and the death squad even at the moment when he lost his reason due to being encroached on by a curse.

Kin died by jumping into the Legion of Curse alone, saying he would die as an honorable warrior rather than a monster.

Aside from that, I plan to tell stories of countless heroes.

ㅡ Will it be too long?

That worries me a bit.

Still, it’s a feast of stories that are promised to be successful… Wouldn’t it work somehow?

ㅡ Why are you so irresponsible?

First of all, I am a writer, not a cartoonist.

ㅡ You said you would do anything?

Take a look.

Aren’t there so many people discussing this and that?

I’m sure there will be better results than I thought alone.

ㅡ Is that your conclusion?

Yes, that is my conclusion.

Even that formidable first hero couldn’t save the world by himself, so why should I groan on my own?

As the first warrior, Hendricks Luther, had the Grace Society, the 7th warrior, Bright Oakleyn Springfield, is accompanied by the evidence manipulation team.

ㅡ Hero….

I’m kidding, kidding.

Ah, when it catches fire like this, I have to slow down….

It was a moment when the academy’s welcoming party, which was approaching right in front of me, felt bothersome.