I Can See the Comments on the Doomed Novel - Chapter 152



The Warriors’ Gathering

Following Hella’s suggestion, I headed straight to the dining hall.

As I walked down the corridor, I happened to run into Eve.

We spotted each other and exchanged a light high-five.

“Everything okay?”

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that? You didn’t get hurt, did you?”

“I’m fine. Do you even know who my contract is with?”

As I gently ruffled Eve’s hair, she smiled, looking pleased.

“What about you? Any trouble on the battlefield?”

“Not really. If anything, the problem was that I ended up doing too well.”

Eve shrugged lightly.

From what I gathered, it seemed everyone had done their part quite well.

It was a bit unexpected, but at the same time, it made sense.

They were all skilled individuals who had fought through the same battlefield as I had.

Though there were differences in growth and specialties, it was clear that no one could be underestimated anymore.

Of course, in a direct confrontation, Yuri and I would still be superior.

But what’s needed on the battlefield isn’t just fighting skills.

“I heard you were back, so I came to find you. It’s mealtime; want to join?”

“I was just on my way there. Oh, is it okay if I call Yuri too?”

“Now that you mention it, I don’t see Yuri around. Hmm, did she get into a fight on the way?”

“Couldn’t be. She just looked a bit tired, so I told her to rest first.”

I didn’t go into detail about what had happened.

It was personal, and Yuri seemed to want to keep it under wraps.

There was no need to stir things up by speaking out of turn.

A genuinely angry Yuri is hard to handle.

“Then let’s hurry and call her. I’m hungry after all the work.”

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“Looks like you fought really hard, huh?”

“Oh, don’t even get me started. The warriors here have completely lost their nerve, you know? Maybe it’s because they can just resurrect instead of actually dying? I wish someone would take a little more care of them.”

Eve complained as she recounted her experiences on the battlefield.

Overall, it wasn’t much different from the war I had briefly witnessed last time, but Eve’s exaggerated storytelling made it entertaining.

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As we chatted, we arrived at the room where Yuri was.

“Yuri, are you okay for a moment? Or are you already asleep?”

I knocked lightly, but there was no response.

Just as I was about to leave, the door slowly creaked open.

“Are you heading out?”

In that instant, my words caught in my throat, as if my mouth had frozen.

Yuri was draped in nothing but a towel.

Her hair was still damp, indicating she had just washed up.

Having just fought and sweated, it wasn’t strange for her to clean up before resting.

But the sight of Yuri, glistening with moisture, was incredibly striking.

To be honest, she was breathtakingly beautiful, to the point that I momentarily lost my breath.

I barely managed to regain my composure and opened my mouth again.

But even I could tell that my voice sounded foolish.

“Uh, well… we’re about to go eat, and I was wondering if you wanted to join us.”

“Oh, is it already that time? I’ll take my time and go later. You two go ahead.”

“Okay, got it.”

With a gentle smile, Yuri closed the door behind her.

It was only then that I realized I had actually been holding my breath.

To be so relaxed even while wearing just a towel…

Could that really be the difference between a reincarnator and an ordinary person?

“Ugh.”

Unintentionally, a sigh escaped me as that image lingered in my mind.

“Ouch!”

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain from beside me.

Looking down, I saw Eve pinching my side with a pouty face.

“……I think this is unavoidable.”

“I’ll admit that. From my perspective, Yoori, you are indeed very beautiful. But that and this are two different things.”

Eve continued to pat my legs with her small hands.

Honestly, that gesture felt more cute than painful.

“Is it really that you like women so much when you’re so slack-jawed?”

“Umm, did I say that? Probably not.”

“You did. It’s the same expression you had when the three of us were playing at the beach before. Hmph! You can’t seem to think straight when it comes to just breasts.”

“You were watching that too? And it’s not really because of the breasts.”

Even if I look like this, I pride myself on being a gentleman who appreciates more than just breasts.

For example, the… hair.

“Hmm… Should I greet you in a swimsuit too?”

“Please, spare me that.”

No, I really hope she can hold back.

Unless she intends to ruin the life of the one author who created us.

“By the way, Yoori, you casually opened the door in that outfit and showed your body to a man without a care. You definitely give off the vibe of an adult woman.”

“I used to be a knight, you know. So this much is probably nothing. Still, it’s impressive.”

As we exchanged such conversations, we headed back toward the restaurant.

Later, I heard that Yoori sat right by the door, her face flushed, silently screaming.

I found out about that much later.

As I walked and talked with Eve, I realized we had arrived at the restaurant.

What can I say about this place… it was very large and noisy.

“Wow, this is amazing.”

“There are so many people.”

The space reminded me of a wide open area.

There were several long tables set up.

Each table was filled with food and drinks.

Men were seated in front of them, drinking and eating with great enthusiasm.

The constant flow of meat and alcohol was more overwhelming than surprising.

“They’re really going at it. Is that what it takes to be called a warrior here?”

“…Is that the average around here?”

“Isn’t that how it is?”

During the day, Eve mentioned that she was too busy with various things to actually witness the banquet for the first time.

It seemed that during the exhibition, meals were taken in turns at a reasonable pace.

So, the warriors’ proper feasting would only begin in the evening.

It is said that in Valhalla, pork and mead were provided in unlimited quantities for the warriors.

In the morning, they would fight each other until death, and by night, they would rise again to enjoy meat and drink at the feast.

A world solely for fighting, eating, and drinking.

Of course, this is Niflheim, not Valhalla.

But now that the world has perished in Ragnarok, it wouldn’t be strange to say that its characteristics have been carried over.

The only difference is that the time for fighting has become irregular, and the opponents have transformed into fearsome fire giants.

I wonder how it would feel to drink from the morning when war breaks out.

But then again, there probably aren’t any warriors here who would be a problem to that extent.

Well, aside from that, this atmosphere is a bit awkward.

“If I had known it would be like this, I should have brought the kids.”

“If it’s Hyena and Eunbyeol, they left ahead of us.”

“What? Was I the one left behind?”

Eve and I settled into a corner.

The food was buffet-style, so it wasn’t difficult to find something to eat.

Fortunately, there were also non-alcoholic drinks available.

After tasting the meat we had piled onto our plates, we couldn’t help but marvel slightly.

“Oh, this is quite delicious!”

“Right? I thought it would just be average since it was made in bulk.”

Every dish laid out was remarkably tasty.

If I could eat like this every day, even during an exhibition, I think I would be happy.

Still, I’m not strong enough to eat like that from the morning.

Just as we were enjoying our meal together, a young man with a boisterous personality sat down in front of us.

Without needing to ask, his muscular build made it clear he was a warrior of some caliber.

Well, it seems that all the warriors here have that kind of vibe.

“Oh, I apologize. I heard a skilled fighter had appeared, and I just wanted to see for myself.”

“No, it’s fine. I was also eager to have a conversation with an exceptional warrior.”

“Exceptional warrior? Ha ha! Hearing that from someone who faced Hild makes me quite happy!”

“Has my story spread that much?”

“It’s a small place, so rumors travel fast. Well, in your case, it’s also because your companions are so remarkable! Today, I received great help from the girl goddess here!”

As he spoke, the man’s gaze turned toward Eve.

Eve simply ate her pork with a proud expression.

“So, what do you say? Would you be up for a sparring match later? I’m quite interested in the swordsmanship of your world.”

“If it’s swordsmanship, my other companions would be more helpful than I. But I would be delighted if I could have a chance to compete as well.”

“Feel free to say so anytime! There are only madmen for fighting around here!”

Once one person opened up, others gradually approached with their cups raised.

The main topics of conversation revolved around battlefields, swordsmanship, fighting, and alcohol.

In my past, I wouldn’t have been able to interject a single word.

But now, I had enough stories to fill about 150 chapters of a web novel.

“Oh! So you faced the contractor of Apollo? That must have been quite a challenge!”

“It was a bit of a nuisance. Every time I approached, he would leap back and create distance, making it difficult.”

“That’s the problem when facing an archer. They can shoot me from afar, while I have to find a way to close the gap.”

“To be honest, I think I won that time by sheer luck.”

“Luck has no place in a contest! In the end, the one who wins is the stronger one! Now, let’s have another drink. Uh… how many have we had now?”

“Whatever the number, it doesn’t matter, just keep pouring.”

“Hahaha! This young lad is tough!”

The warriors especially appreciated that I could drink the offered alcohol without getting drunk.

Of course, it was merely thanks to the effects of ‘meta fiction’ that I remained sober.

As I conversed with the warriors, I was able to glean a rough understanding of the situation here and the state of the battlefields.

This would surely help in the future, so I listened intently to their stories.

“So, you fight during the day and rest at night, is that the format? Don’t the fire giants attack at night?”

“They won’t attack unless they form a certain group. If we reduce their numbers during the day, they conserve their strength at night.”

“I’ve heard that fire giants emerge from volcanoes. It seems they aren’t that fast, then.”

“What, under normal circumstances, that alone would have been a disaster. But in a situation like this, it’s somewhat of a relief. Thanks to that, we can manage to hold it off like this.”

Fortunately, it seems that the number of fire giants is still similar to that of the warriors.

Of course, there’s no telling how long that will last.

They said the number of fire giants appearing each day varies.

‘In the end, to find a fundamental solution, we need to do something about that volcano.’

Surely, Hella wouldn’t be unaware of something so obvious, even to someone who just arrived like me.

Perhaps she is just waiting for the right moment.

Maybe our final mission will be to take on that volcano.

It was at that moment, while I was vaguely contemplating the future.

“Whoa! It’s starting, it’s starting!”

“I’ve been rolling in battle waiting for today!”

Suddenly, the warriors erupted into loud cheers accompanied by singing.

As I blinked in confusion, Eve, who was sipping a drink beside me, spoke up.

“It’s because the dancer’s performance has begun.”

“The dancer’s performance?”

“…….Well, you’ll see when you look.”

Eve averted her gaze slightly.

Now that I think about it, I had heard that in Valhalla, Valkyries dance to comfort the warriors.

In that case, I could understand the enthusiastic reaction.

‘But is that Hild dancing?’

I couldn’t imagine that usually expressionless Valkyrie dancing to such an exciting song.

Though it might be amusing in its own right.

Feeling a surge of curiosity, I turned my head toward the stage.

“Puh!”

At that moment, I spat out the drink I was holding.

The person on stage wasn’t a Valkyrie,

but my comrade, Eunbyeol.

‘…….What on earth is going on?’