How To Live As A Writer In A Fantasy World-Chapter 433: This is why it’s fantasy (2)

When it became clear that the misunderstanding wasn’t going to be resolved anytime soon, I had no choice but to explain my home country, South Korea.

A nation that was essentially reset due to the Japanese colonial period and then further devastated by the Korean War, ultimately leading to its division into two.

Fortunately, thanks to U.S. aid, South Korea managed to achieve a certain level of self-sufficiency, and now, 60 years after the civil war, it has risen to the ranks of powerful nations.

Though there are many debates, if a country ranks within the top ten among over 120 nations, it can certainly be considered a major power.

Its military strength also expanded without restriction due to the unique situation of being a divided country.

The only downside is being surrounded by strong nations like China, Russia, and Japan, but objectively speaking, South Korea is undeniably a great power.

“I don’t believe it.”

“Developing that much in just 60 years? You have to be realistic.”

“I mean, sure, different environments might make it possible… but for a country that was even under foreign rule?”

They didn’t believe me.

Even when I explained in more detail, they still seemed doubtful.

At first, I was dumbfounded, but then I realized—South Korea is quite an unusual case.

A country that was once the poorest in the world rising to become a global power?

It sounds like something straight out of a novel—a true “miracle.”

There’s a reason they call it the Miracle on the Han River.

Of course, even after that, North Korea continued its provocations, and the country faced a massive economic crisis during the IMF era.

But South Korea endured with an almost uncanny resilience.

Because of that, I wanted to explain even more.

But I stopped myself, thinking it would take too long.

More importantly, our conversation had to come to an end due to the arrival of an important guest.

“My dear!”

“You’re here?”

The Queen of Alvenheim—a small and adorable elf, Arwen—had arrived at our estate.

As always, she was wearing an elegant silver-gray dress that accentuated her beautiful lower body.

The moment she saw me, she came running, completely unaware that Keir was right behind her.

Her long ears bounced up and down as she dashed toward me.

Seeing my bright smile and open arms, she dove right in.

Since she was so small, it felt like she was practically hanging onto me.

“You haven’t had any trouble, right?”

“Aside from you not being here, nothing at all. But now that we’ve met, even that doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Hmm…”

As Arwen expressed her affection so openly, I gave her a slightly awkward smile before looking behind me.

Keir, who had accompanied her as an advisor, was smiling warmly before bowing slightly and quietly stepping away.

It seemed he was giving us some privacy, which I had to admit was rather perceptive of him.

As Arwen and I embraced and enjoyed our reunion, I gently pulled away.

Her silver-gray eyes sparkled like the Milky Way.

Her cheeks were flushed red.

And her ears twitched slightly.

She looked like a living doll, filling me with warmth.

I softly caressed her cheek.

“Let’s go to my room first. There’s a lot I want to talk about—especially on my side.”

“A-Already? B-But my dear, it’s still morning…! O-Of course, I’m always ready!”

What in the world is she thinking?

Seeing her face instantly turn red like a sunset, I couldn’t help but feel baffled.

Elves were known for their reserved nature, but since she was half-human, she seemed to have a more passionate side.

However, it wasn’t what she was expecting at all.

After all, there was already someone else in my bedroom.

“Sorry, but that’s not it. It’s a different topic.”

“Oh… I see.”

“Are you disappointed?”

“N-No! Not at all!”

“You sure?”

After teasing Arwen for the first time in a while, I headed to my bedroom with her.

She kept coming up with excuses, but I only half-listened.

Still, I could understand her feelings.

Unlike other women, she didn’t get to see me as often.

Unlike Cecily, who had more freedom, Arwen was the Queen of Alvenheim.

There was nothing she could do about it.

Thankfully, being an elf helped a bit.

Even though she was half-human, she had relatively low sexual desire, so she never clung to me in that way.

Just emotional bonding, like with Adelia, was enough.

‘Besides, it’s difficult to do it elsewhere anyway.’

As everyone knew, elves treated sex as a kind of sacred ritual.

Because of that, they were incredibly conservative about it.

They told me not to do it anywhere but in the political residence of Elodia in Alvenheim.

When I first heard that, I couldn’t believe it.

Anyway, back to the present.

Holding Arwen’s hand, I walked toward my bedroom.

Maybe she was overthinking things again, but her pale white face had already turned bright red.

Knock, knock, knock—

I lightly knocked on my bedroom door and waited for a moment before opening it.

And the reason I knocked on my own door was simple.

“Oh. You’re here?”

“…Huh?”

“The Queen has arrived as well.”

Cecily was already waiting inside my room.

She greeted me with a bright smile, but Arwen looked utterly bewildered—completely caught off guard.

…Did she actually have expectations, despite me telling her otherwise?

Still feeling flustered, she let me guide her to a chair.

On the table, a delicious assortment of refreshments had already been prepared, along with warm coffee.

“I wanted to have a private conversation with just the two of us, but this is going to be a long discussion. You don’t mind, do you?”

“Well… I don’t, but why is Princess Cecily here as well?”

“That’s what I wanted to ask too, Your Majesty. So, Isaac, can you explain now?”

I had only told Cecily to wait in my room, without giving her the full details.

That’s why she was asking.

Hearing her question, I sat down as well.

The moment I did, two pairs of eyes locked onto me.

And the reason I had called only these two was simple.

Unlike the others, Cecily and Arwen shared a particular misunderstanding.

They had somewhat guessed that I was from another world, but they didn’t fully grasp what that meant.

That was something I planned to clarify today.

“Alright… First, I have a question for both of you.”

As I clasped my hands together and spoke in a serious tone, the two women blinked in confusion.

I carefully observed their expressions before opening my mouth again.

“What do you two think my true identity is?”

“My dear’s true identity?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, where I come from and what I was doing before I arrived here. You might have some guesses, but you don’t know for sure, right?”

At my words, they both let out small gasps of realization.

They exchanged glances before turning back to me.

“Are you really going to tell us?”

“You’re serious?”

Arwen and Cecily reacted differently.

I nodded heavily.

“Yeah. ZenonChronicles has already concluded, and my next book is deeply connected to this.

So, I figured it would be better to clear up any misunderstandings before they get worse.

But first, I need to know what kind of assumptions you’ve made about me.”

At my confession, both of them fell silent.

They simply stared at me, their lips tightly sealed.

Cecily saw me as a divine blessing sent by the gods.

Arwen believed me to be a character from Zenon’s Chronicles.

If I revealed the full truth now, I couldn’t imagine how shocked they would be.

Especially Cecily—she would likely be the most shaken.

The benefits that demons gained from Zenon’s Chronicles were immeasurable.

But what if I told her that, in my world, Zenon’s Chronicles was nothing more than a simple, outdated novel?

Honestly, it scared me a little.

“Wait, hold on. So, even if the story of Zenon is a fictional tale, the fact that you came from another world is true?”

“Yeah.”

“How did you come here? I don’t understand. If the Zenon story is really a fiction, then how did you, Isaac, come from another world?”

“I… I also thought about that. Could it be that you didn’t actually come from a world like the one in the Zenon story?”

It seemed like Arwen was under the same misconception as Cecily.

I nodded at their questions before asking in return.

“As I said earlier, what did you two think I was? That’s what I’m most curious about.”

“I thought you were someone who came from the world where the Second Demon War broke out.”

“I thought something similar. But I thought the Zenon story was really from the future. If a person from the future came to the past and changed it, then that future would eventually disappear.”

The reason they were under such a misconception was because of Arwen.

After her comments about elf-style communism, she had asked me if I came from another world.

It was a piercing question, so I couldn’t answer at the time, especially since Cecily was right next to me.

Even though I wasn’t from the future, it was undeniable that I came from another world.

But when I heard Arwen’s words, it seemed like she had misunderstood and thought I came from some kind of “parallel world.”

Now it was time to clear up all those misunderstandings one by one.

“I see. But I didn’t come from a world like the one in the Zenon story. Where I came from is…”

“How?”

“Huh?”

“How did you come here? No, to us, this is the most important thing.”

Just as I was about to speak, Cecily urgently interrupted in an unusual tone.

There was an urgency in her voice I hadn’t expected.

Looking at Arwen after Cecily, it seemed she had the same feeling.

For them, how I came here was more important than which world I came from.

I was a bit flustered, but I thought it might not be bad to explain this first.

“You must have heard the news. The underground temple where the summoning ritual of the demon worshipers took place. You know about it?”

“We know about it.”

“I know about that news too.”

“Then do you also know that the summoning ritual was half a failure?”

Both nodded at my question.

This was something I knew because the Minerva Empire tightly controlled the media to prevent world chaos.

But since it was hard to control the media globally, they explained it to the world leaders. I had heard this from Lina.

I sighed inwardly, relieved that the explanation might get easier, and continued in a quiet voice as before.

“It’s easy to explain now. If it was half a failure, that means half was a success. And the result of that success is me.”

“What?”

“Wait, you?”

“Yeah. I’m the soul summoned from another dimension by the demon worshipers’ ritual.”

I then slowly told them about my birth, including Clark.

Cecily knew about Clark, but Arwen didn’t, so it took a little longer.

I had lost my parents in my previous life and lived a normal life until I died of a heart attack.

But apparently, I was caught up in the summoning ritual.

The gods had pity on me, kept my memories intact, and reincarnated me into this world. The result is me, Isaac Duker Michelle.

…So now I’m telling you both. So that there are no more strange misunderstandings. And… so you won’t be more disappointed.”

“…”

“…”

“You must be really disappointed. I’m not as great a person as you thought…”

“Ha.”

Just as I was about to offer some kind of excuse, Cecily let out a sigh, almost as if she was amazed.

Her reaction made me flinch. I was afraid that the situation had turned out worse than I had expected.

I couldn’t even lift my head, sitting there frozen, but Cecily made a comment completely different from what I had imagined.

“You’re not a great person? That’s nonsense, you know?”

“Uh… sis?”

“You really… What should I say? You’re like an onion. The more you peel, the less I understand. You don’t even realize how amazing you are.”

“……?”

At those words, I slowly raised my head.

When I did, I saw Cecily with her usual sultry expression.

Her reaction was far from disappointment. If anything, it seemed like she was more interested in me. I had no idea why, though.

“…”

“Huh?”

“Sigh… I really don’t get it.”

Now Arwen was also involved.

Unlike Cecily, she looked utterly confused.

Thankfully, the situation was much better than I expected, but because I didn’t expect it, I still couldn’t understand why.

“Isaac.”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll explain it slowly. Sigh…”

After taking a deep breath, she raised one of her long index fingers to grab my attention.

Then, in her usual charming voice, she calmly explained to me in a way that I could understand.

“There’s a soul that came to this world from another dimension due to the worshipers. That person received the gods’ blessing and was reincarnated with their past memories intact. Do you understand this part?”

“Yeah.”

“And then, that person wrote a prophecy and saved the world. But the prophecy wasn’t a real prophecy, it was a fictional story. Are you supposed to believe that?”

“…”

I couldn’t believe it as I listened.

I made a dumbfounded face, and Cecily crossed her arms and snorted.

Though her arms were crossed and her full chest was noticeable, I tried to ignore it desperately.

“Honestly, you don’t believe it either, right?”

“It really is a story like something out of a novel. They say reality is stranger than fiction, but I never imagined I’d experience it myself.”

Arwen’s lamenting comment made me agree completely. After all, my life itself was like a novel.

In any case, after hearing Cecily’s explanation, it really did seem like an absurd story.

Of course, to explain it properly, I needed to describe what my world was like. In fact, that’s probably the most important thing.

“I know you don’t believe it, but everything I said is true. And the world I lived in has works like the Zenon story. In some ways, it’s even more realistic.”

“Is there really such a world?”

“Is it a place where all the prophecies of the universe are gathered? If that’s the case, I might understand.”

Cecily’s reaction was typical, but Arwen’s comment was quite witty.

I almost couldn’t hide my smile, but I quickly suppressed it. I felt relieved, so I was able to speak more smoothly than before.

“It’s not like that. The world I came from is…”

I repeated what I had told Mari and my family.

A world where only humans exist, with no mana, no magic, and no monsters.

A world where humans, as creations, can fly, sail without wind or waves, and talk to people from all around the world.

Naturally, I left out the part about nuclear bombs. That alone would be enough to shock them, and if I added that, they definitely wouldn’t believe it.

After all the explanations were done, Cecily and Arwen stared at me with blank expressions.

I wondered if they were imagining all kinds of things in their minds by now.

I waited for their reaction with some anticipation, unlike before.

“So, can humans teleport as well?”

“Uh… what?”

“You said magic is almost impossible, but can humans teleport without using magic?”

Cecily asked a completely different question than I had expected.

Instead of asking about the sky and the sea, she was now asking about teleportation.

I was so taken aback that I blinked before answering timidly.

“…No.”

Teleportation, or “instant transmission,” is literally in the realm of magic.

It’s absolutely impossible with Earth’s science.

At my response, both Cecily and Arwen had expressions as if they couldn’t understand.

“Is it impossible? You can rule the sky and the sea, but why can’t you control space? Maybe there’s no concept of coordinates where you’re from?”

“Coordinates… As far as I know, that concept was invented about 400 years ago.”

“Then can’t you just connect the coordinates? You can create a creature that can fly, so why can’t you do that?”

“I don’t know either. If humans just put in the effort, they should be able to do it.”

This was a bit strange.

“Concepts aside, we’re talking about something almost impossible for us, you know?”

“Then what do the physicists there do? How can they not understand the concept of space?”

If Einstein heard this, he’d probably grab his neck.

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