As I said before, my hobby was reading. There was no smartphone, no computer, and no TV here, so I naturally took up reading as a hobby.
When they say it's not fun, you can ask if you haven't written your own fantasy novel, but that's only limited to 'novels.'
Because this was a fantasy world, there were different races and monsters, as well as adventurers who enjoyed exploring the unknown. Besides, because there was a 'god,' myths were widespread.
And I enjoyed reading adventurers' exploration stories, autobiographies, and myths.
An autobiography or myth written by an adventurer was enough to make me feel like I was reading a fantasy novel. Others, of course, will dismiss it as a diary or a boring myth.
'The portrayal still appears to be that of a beggar.'
Furthermore, the descriptions were abysmal. To put it mildly, it was intuitive.
Assume your autobiography included a line about discovering a monster or a plant. The description simply stated that something was discovered, with a brief explanation.
As a result, whenever I read an adventurer's autobiography, I brought along an illustrated book. The illustrated book included pictures and explanations, making it ideal for imagining.
"Master Isaac. It's time to eat."
"Yeah. Leave it there."
"I…"
While reading the book, the maid who had brought my lunch in a tray hesitated. What? I took my eyes off the book.
The brown-haired maid in a cute outfit looked at me and cautiously opened her mouth.
She said, "The hostess has instructed me to come and see Master Isaac finish his meal…"
"… …"
"She said reading is good, but you have to be strict with meals."
"Ehh… Okay."
I had no choice but to close the book silently because I was really eager to watch it to the end.
Then, as the maid began to place food on my desk, I set aside the old manuscript. The maid's gaze naturally followed me as I put the manuscript away.
"… …"
In fact, this maid had no idea I was the author of Xenon's biography. Only my family was aware that I had written the Xenon biography.
When someone other than you discovers a secret, it was no longer a secret, but what could I do? The secret would never be revealed as long as my parents did not make a mistake.
I stored the manuscript in a desk drawer in case something went wrong. Furthermore, until tightly sealed with a padlock.
Well. It's perfect. Now all that remained was to enjoy the delicious meal.
"I ate it all."
"You should have broccoli, too."
"I don't want to."
Give me some red pepper paste. I don't like raw broccoli.
The maid took a deep breath as I vehemently refused. I looked like a child complaining about side dishes.
"Then thank you. Oh, how about today's newspaper?"
"Here it is."
After that, she put the empty bowls on the tray and went outside. As soon as she left, I unlocked the drawer, took the manuscript out of it, and placed it on my desk.
I'm almost finished with the books, and I'm going to start writing now.
After I finish my work, I intended to read the newspaper.
'I'm glad there are so many useful books.
As someone once stated. Books are the brain's food.
And I wholeheartedly agreed with this statement.
I'd struggle to write Xenon's biography if it weren't for the books. The books on mythology, or religion, were especially beneficial.
Because of the stupid deeds committed by one religion in the past, the world had a very negative view of fanatics. Of course, anyone would be offended if they saw a negative portrayal of their religion.
So I did not explain it directly, but I wrote it enough to think that everyone thought, "Oh, this religion is based on this real religion."
'Besides, there are no saints at all. I don't think I'll be blamed for this.'
Rather, there was news that the number of believers of the religion in the background had increased significantly. I don't know why, but maybe the supporting role played a big role.
I added a passionate romance between a saint and her escort in Xenon's biography, and as you know, it was the story of Lily and Jin.
When I heard my mother say that the story of the two of them was so lovely, I couldn't help but feel sorry for them. It's especially popular with women, she said.
Of course, it didn't change that Jin was the final boss.
'Sorry. mother. I have no intention of letting the two of them end up together.'
I'm hoping this doesn't get me kicked off the family register. I tried to ignore the thought that suddenly occurred to me.
A novel was just a novel. Let's move on to the fact that my novel had changed the treatment of demons.
* * *
"Turn it off.~"
How much time has passed? I stretched to loosen up my crumpled body.
And looking at the clock, it was already 4:30. It was 1:30 for lunch, which means that I wrote for 3 hours.
'I've improved my concentration a lot.'
There were some things that had nothing to do with computers or smartphones, but my concentration was brilliant.
Was it when I was ten years old? It was the result of my father's training to raise me as a knight like my older brother and sister.
Of course, my father realised I had no talent as a knight and gave up after a year, but my concentration and patience improved noticeably.
woo woo woo woo duk-
Perhaps it was because I had been sitting at my desk for too long, I twisted my back a little, and heard a rhythmic bone sound.
I relaxed with a simple stretch and went to the full-length mirror. The mirror then reflected my newly acquired face after reincarnation.
Flaming red hair and golden eyes that shine like a wild beast So far, I've inherited my father's genes but not his facial features.
The facial features were dense and distinct, similar to my mother's, and quite adorable, but the expression of being as pretty as a doll was appropriate.
The owner of this face, even with pure white skin, was Isaac Ducker Michelle.
Not the 'Kim Yoo-hwan' of my previous life, but the 'me' of now.
"I'm glad I was born handsome."
My height was still growing, so I barely exceeded 170 cm, but my face was the original fashion. This expression suits me perfectly.
The only dissatisfaction is that it looks as soft as a gisaeng oraebi, but this can be overcome. It's a luxury to want that on this face.
I looked around my face to see if there was anything I could take care of, then moved and threw myself on the bed.
'I'm going to the academy tomorrow.'
I've been to college in my previous life, but I'm still looking forward to it. What kind of life will it be at the academy?
Borrowing the words of my older brother and sister who entered first, I heard that no one knew what would happen. Haha, even at the university of your previous life, if you make a mistake, you will be buried.
I'm a baron, so it's fine, but commoners who passed a tough test and entered the school must have a pretty hard time.
'And the Princess of Helium…'
Upon hearing the news that Cecily, Princess of Helium, will be attending the Halo Academy, I gathered information about her.
I could describe her in one word: a strict daughter.
Not only did she have literary and martial arts abilities, but her beauty was so stunning that it had spread throughout the world. At first glance, I thought I heard she had succubus blood, but I wasn't sure.
The only flaw was that she was a demon, but this no longer mattered.
"Well…"
Perhaps it's a relief. My academic life might be better if all of the attention were on her.
Moreover, critics were presuming that the author of Xenon's biography was an old sage. They'd never guess he was a blue-eyed teenager under the age of 20.
So all I had to do was enjoy my academic life while avoiding suspicion. Be careful not to let the manuscript get caught
"First of all, I should build up a stockpile as much as possible."
Today will be the last time I can write comfortably. I jumped out of bed and sat down at my desk again.
"Ah. That's right. Come to think of it…"
The latest volume was released three days ago. I stopped holding the pen and opened the newspaper the maid gave me.
'What will be the reaction today?'
It's been a while since I've used a skill called 'Cutting Magician', so it shouldn't be too radical…
– The Crown Prince of the Minerva Empire, Leort. The author of Xenon's biography should publish the next volume immediately. If he doesn't, we will find him and lock him up in the Imperial Palace.
– Not only that, but Princess Rina has also urged to publish the next volume quickly…
– Xenon in a crisis. How will he get out of the situation? Colleague's Sacrifice? if not…
– All readers are hoping for the next volume to come out as soon as possible, and the author's identity must be revealed urgently…
"..."
I gently closed the newspaper.
I've seen comments like this in a previous life, but I could laugh at them. That's because readers were joking around since my work was fun.
'But it looks like it's really going to happen here. Fuck.'
So damn scary
*****
"Ahhhh!!"
The imperial palace of the Minerva Empire, is filled with gold and lacks even words of majesty.
A man's shout echoed from the imperial palace. Because it was the imperial palace, where the imperial family lived, no detail could be overlooked, so what was this scream?
Naturally, there would be a commotion, but no one responded. The screaming man's location is also completely soundproofed, and best of all.
"You bastard! Why are you hanging up here?! Uh?! Why are you hanging up here!!"
Because he was screaming out of unbearable anger, not pain.
As the man was gazing fiercely at the book he had thrown away, a woman sitting across from him quietly opened her mouth.
Even though her voice was not like that of a man, there was a hint of anger.
She said, "This … this … this was clearly aimed. How in this urgent moment…!"
Golden hair shining bright enough to reflect light. Beautiful blue eyes like sapphires.
Lastly, the facial features seemed to have been sculpted by a craftsman with all his heart and soul. She was clearly exuding a beauty that was comparable to even a work of art.
Her name is Rina Urmi Christine, the first princess of the Minerva Empire.
She was also a big fan of Xenon's biography, but she'd never been as angry as she was today.
"Brother. You really don't know who this author is?"
Rina hurriedly asked the man in front of her in a trembling voice.
At that, The man, Leort, Rina's older brother and Crown Prince, sighed and sat down on a soft chair.
If Rina had a cute puppy-like face, then Leort had a rather ferocious-looking tiger-like face, but his hair and eye color were the same.
"…even if I go to the publisher, they can't tell me. It's hard to track because the author submitted the manuscript anonymously. Still, we will find him someday."
"Can't you find it sooner? I've been wanting to see it for a long time, but I really want to see the face of the author who played such a prank."
"I'd like to do that too, but I can't afford to spend manpower in a place like this. Even if we look for it, it's only our loss if the author runs away. Are you praying that Xenon's biography will end like this?"
"Shh…"
Rina kicked her tongue and expressed regret. She, too, was a huge fan of Xenon's biography, hoping for more of the books.
The main character of Xenon's biography was a male, so you would think it will be read mostly by males, but in reality, the gender of the reader was divided in half.
This was because the story itself was interesting, and the female protagonist who was always by Xenon's side was really attractive.
"I'm sure Xenon isn't going to die here, right? I've never seen Mary mourn. They're supposed to get married and have children."
"How could he? If he turns Xenon into a half-sick man, I would find him somehow and make him the same."
If Isaac had heard this conversation, he would have hastily released the next volume. In fact, the Crown Prince had the ability to do that.
Rina sighed in relief at her frustration and she opened her mouth in a scruffy voice.
"Whoa… Now we have to speak our minds in the newspaper. If the author reads the newspaper, at least he will be alert."
"Well. Will this person bend his will? I don't think so."
"But he's probably a sage who's been through everything in the world, so he'll pay attention."
They also assume that the author of Xenon's biography was an old sage.
It had a readability and expressive power that only those with higher education, other than general aristocrats, could comprehend.
There has never been a novelist whose writing is so good that it can be recreated in the mind.
"Anyway, I'll have to wait for the next episode to come out. So far, has Xenon's biography been published once a month? If it comes out sooner, it comes out once in a fortnight."
"Yes. Fortunately, the academy starts tomorrow. My brother and I will be very busy, so we won't be bored like we are now."
"Sigh… it's so annoying. Come to think of it, you're entering the academy, right?"
"yes."
It is already an open secret that the princess, Rina, will enter the academy. Again, it is an open 'secret'.
Isaac was unaware of the news as he had only heard about the world through newspapers until now. He should have been out there.
Moreover, Isaac was the son of a baron, and his personal connections were narrow as his father had risen from a commoner to a nobleman. Even if his mother collected information at a tea party, there was a limit.
"There will be troublesome things. Most of them are just fawning about their identity."
"You think I don't know that? I'm already going through so much pain."
It was true that Halo Academy was the best educational institution in the Minerva Empire, but that doesn't mean only those who haven't been in contact before were admitted.
Commoners had one or two friends they knew before joining the academy, let alone aristocrats. Nobility, unlike commoners, can enter the school unconditionally, so in most cases, they are guided by their parents to build a network in advance.
Yes. Isaac, who had never been outside except for basic physical training, was a special case. Even when Isaac's parents encouraged him to go outside, he persevered. Even his loving parents gave up.
In other words, Isaac didn't have anyone who could be called a 'friend' right now.
"And you said the Princess of Helium is going to the academy too? I heard that she's also a big fan of Xenon's biography."
"The demons have no choice but to do so. Since this book came out, the treatment itself has changed."
"Well…"
Rina habitually poked her cheek and opened her mouth with a grin.
"Maybe she can be a good friend."