How a Hero Lives as a Writer

19 – It was too big to be called a spring breeze.

It was quite predictable that there would be some commotion.

Even though it was fun to write, Volume 1 of The Lady was only a prologue, so Volume 2, where the main story begins, will get a better response.

Especially, the second volume was edited several times, and there were people who helped with the writing, so the completeness was excellent.

So I was expecting a little bit….

ㅡ Volume 2 is out of stock?!

ㅡ When will the next quantity come out?

ㅡ No, why is this the only thing in stock!

I came to the Golden Isaac Company following Emma, who came to the royal castle, and it was like this.

The normally benign residents of Aucklia are really going on a riot that borders on a riot.

“It’s like that.”

“Wasn’t that enough?”

I told you that I printed enough copies to be sure my novel would sell well?

“One book per person is trending.”

“Fashionable?”

What do you mean by that?

Ah, that’s it.

“You mean more and more people want to own Lady’s volume 1 and 2?”

Nodding.

Ms. Emma nodded her head so vigorously that her hair fluttered.

Although the price of books has decreased due to the development of papermaking technology, the price is still a bit burdensome for the common people.

So, I usually buy a book and pass it on to my family.

However, since I like the work so much, it seems that more and more people want to have a book for personal collection, rather than a book to be passed around among family members.

“Still, is the response usually this good?”

“It’s a woman problem.”

“Ah.”

Books are high-quality items, so they’re perfect for gifts.

From the beginning, in the female-oriented web novel market, books sold quite well.

Whether it’s here or on Earth, that’s it.

I closed my eyes while drinking the tea that Mr. Emma gave her.

Woong-goo-go-go.

I can still hear the urge to release the book quickly from the first floor.

I can also hear the voices of the staff responding to the angry voices.

I can feel the busyness of the staff who print the book.

Is this enough success?

ㅡ Should I tell you what kind of expression it is?

*Tag : Helena, who was peeping at the scribes in a stuck-in-wall state, started laughing with a smirk.

It’s pretty obvious how the people who scramble here must feel when it’s so noisy.

I hope this scratches my pride a bit.

Ha ha!

ㅡ It’s the same with you that you’re like an adult, but also like a child, and you can’t figure it out.

Let’s say you live young.

“This is no laughing matter!”

If this isn’t something to laugh about, when should you?

“No, there are situations where you have to laugh!”

I know that myself.

“Isn’t that what other regions are like?”

“That’s it!”

You express your emotions more intensely today.

I have a rough idea of the situation.

This kind of incident must be happening in every region where my novel has been published.

From what I’ve heard, it seems that there are people who are willing to pay a higher price to buy a book from someone who has already bought it.

Even in this small country, it looks like this, but there is no country that is bigger and more economically comfortable than this.

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“Is that why the editor-in-chief is not visible?”

Nodding.

If this is enough, even latecomers who have been paying close attention have no choice but to respond.

The next wave is coming.

That’s a f*cking big wave.

ㅡ By latecomers, you mean scribes from other regions?

That’s right.

Still, it won’t be only scribes coming this time.

Someone like Viscount Leonard, who first talked to me, will appear.

It looks like it will be noisy in many ways.

ㅡ So this time, make sure to learn the divine power.

Anyway, it must have gathered enough power to learn divine power.

I can definitely feel the distinct warmth that cannot be compared to before.

This is the story of someone being saved through my novel….

ㅡ Until I see the next work by Bright!

You tell a nostalgic story.

But maybe that’s the real reason, isn’t it?

Anyway, let’s think positively.

“The reason I called the writer this time is to ensure the safety of the writer.”

Bright, a new writer who appeared like a comet.

Since the background of his novel is set in Aucklia and the subject is an aristocrat, it is highly likely that he is an aristocrat living in Aucklia.

However, since Aucklia was originally a duchy and an independent country, there were only a handful of nobles.

So there was a high possibility that my existence would be exposed if I dig a little.

“That’s why I think I should make the background of the author Bright in advance.”

ㅡ Your value jumped a lot.

Is this it?

– Yes. It’s because I’m afraid you’ll go to another territory.

Certainly, a writer named Bright suddenly dropped out.

But if you want to look around, you can look around as much as you like.

About three sons of ruined aristocrats flowed into this place and wrote his works.

How can I find something like this?

It’s not just one or two nobles, it’s virtually impossible to find them when you’re the third son of a lesser noble.

If I dare to add flesh to the artist Bright, it means that I want to create a reason why I cannot leave this country.

I had no intention of leaving in the first place.

ㅡ You have to save the princess too, right?

That’s right.

Mr. Emma handed over a piece of paper with the background of an artist named Bright written on it.

This handwriting must have been written by the editor-in-chief.

“And this is the estimated manuscript fee for this month.”

I don’t know how to look at it anyway.

I put it aside with that thought, but a reaction came back as if it was an earthquake from the seat next to me.

It seems to be a bigger profit than I thought.

ㅡ In this world, books are quite expensive.

I don’t have anything to write about anyway.

After we finished talking, we headed to the inn where we talked with Viscount Leonard.

As I was waiting to sit down and eat, the scribes who had finished their work rushed into the inn.

Usually, when they entered the inn, they set up a table and had a meal.

But this time, as if it was a promise, I rushed up to the second floor room of the inn.

With a book in each hand.

“The people of Oaklea will click their tongues when they see it.”

“It’s a business, so I can’t help it.”

What they had in their arms was Lady Volume 2.

In the market right now, there are people who want to buy a book at a higher price, so the residents of Oaklea will click their tongues when they see it.

There’s no way anyone would be happy to see that those who cursed Aucklia like that benefited from being honored guests.

“Still, you feel cool inside.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

Sir Lewis nodded his head with his arms crossed and snorted slightly at him.

It’s cute that he sometimes looks like this.

By the way, when will Viscount Leonard come?

ㅡ It’s here.

Oh, the nobleman is a bad person.

As I looked toward the inn’s door, I saw Viscount Leonard and his knight entering the inn.

He strode toward us, and this time, as usual, he sat down.

“What do you think a novel is?”

Again, this is a very out of the blue question.

“Something the reader enjoys.”

If you just enjoy reading it, that’s a novel.

The masterpieces are so bad, the writing skills are so bad, the sales are so-so, and the reading is so-so.

No matter what standard you put in, if it’s interesting to someone, that’s a novel.

“You showed a brilliance that others couldn’t find. I thought it didn’t fit here. I thought that with a little polishing, you would write a work that would leave your name in history.”

Viscount Leonard shook his head slightly and gave a slightly relieved expression.

“It was already finished.”

It was something that made me feel sad but also satisfied.

I still can’t hear you.

“The tide has changed. So you have to ride with the flow.”

Viscount Leonard spat that out, got up from his seat, and left without looking back.

“… What kind of situation is this?”

“Wouldn’t it be that you should concentrate on what you are writing right now?”

“Is that so?”

I’m not sure what the situation is either.

ㅡ Can you tell me?

Do you know?

ㅡ I came to take you.

That’s right, since I said ‘I don’t fit in a place like this’, I understand that.

ㅡ The reason I came here was to look at your manuscript.

Manuscript?

ㅡ You said you wrote with a keyboard in that world. I said that I didn’t use handwriting much since I was a student because my handwriting was bad.

I did.

ㅡ Even if the translation magic is activated, your writing won’t become a masterpiece.

That’s natural.

Writing on a blank paper with no lines makes the writing gradually go up and down, and there is no spell checker, so the manuscript gets messy after refining.

Since it is an ink pen, not a ballpoint pen, it smudges and is cumbersome.

Sometimes I have to be careful when writing because I’m afraid the paper will pierce the nib.

ㅡ I came to check that out.

Ah… Is it like that?

ㅡ When I checked the manuscript myself, the handwriting was too bad to be a nobleman. I judged that you were not educated as an aristocrat. Instead, since I wrote a story about aristocrats, I thought it was a bastard or an adopted child.

I guess that’s what the rhyme was about if you sharpened and polished it a little.

I will provide you with the background to write a novel that will go down in history. So follow me

I was going to say this, but after reading Lady 2, the need for that has disappeared.

“Let’s go first.”

“Yes.”

After arranging our seats, we left the inn and headed back to the castle.

Then, stories about Lady Volume 2 came from everywhere.

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

ㅡ Ah, it was really cool.

ㅡ I was a little sad….

ㅡ Didn’t you feel like your heart was being squeezed like this for some reason?

ㅡ Me too!

Even when the first volume came out, there was a bit of a fuss.

Still, it wasn’t quite like this.

A similar aspect was drawn after returning to the castle.

“Aigoo~ Hero. Thank you for your hard work today!”

A soldier that Jason and I often chatted with came creeping up to me with his friends shoulder to shoulder.

“What?”

“Oh! Why are you doing this between us?”

As I put on a puzzled expression, Jason, who had been quietly waiting for an opportunity, approached me, rubbing his hand.

“What is it?”

“This is different from the two hidden books.”

Nodding.

Jason and his colleagues begged me to sell them the 2 hidden books.

These bastards?

“Neither do I.”

“Oh, hero! Isn’t there something like this between us?”

“I don’t know where I heard it, but there really isn’t one?”

“Oh, my brother told me everything…. Why do people who donate generously and do so like this?”

The woman issue is such a hassle.

“It happened because the publishing house took it apart. Not really.”

“Ah….”

Jason and a group of soldiers covered their faces with their hands and let out a sigh.

“From the third volume onwards, I’ll skip ahead.”

“Ohhh!”

Simple puppies.

I went to my room, changed clothes, and took a shower.

And while I’m finishing the third volume, Prince Albert is looking for me.

I followed the servant to visit Prince Albert.

“Bright Ball.”

“What are you doing?”

“What do you think of the academy?”

What are you talking about again?