Capítulo 45: Chapter 45 - Ehh???
Today is a rare day off.
.
Link helped his old waist, which felt weak today due to Asagi draining it last night, and took the manuscript, preparing to go to Central Park to sunbathe while contemplating the specific arrangements for the next novel.
A proper rest is still necessary, and Link now feels that writing novels like this from time to time and adapting the original story is quite uplifting.
When he writes a story, he always immerses himself in it and learns a lot from it.
About the Tower of Babel.
The goddess of beauty Freya discovered this lonely object of her heart early in the morning.
She couldn't contain the excitement in her heart, so she got up and prepared to meet this newborn hero in person.
But then she reconsidered, not wanting Link to become lost in the "charm" of her beauty.
After thinking it over several times, she slowly laid back on the sofa and gently closed her eyes.
.
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Central Garden.
Link found a deserted spot and sat cross-legged on the grass, facing a field of flowers before him.
From time to time, he picked up a pen and wrote a few sentences on the manuscript.
This time, the protagonist is not a prince-like noble being like Siegfried, but rather the son of an ordinary farmer.
His name is Pavel Korchagin.
It is the story of an ordinary farmer's son who dreams of being an adventurer.
"Ah! Link? What a coincidence, I met you here!"
In a corner of the garden, a cute girl with silver-gray hair skipped toward her *boyfriend*.
"Oh? Is it Miss Syr?"
"I'm so glad that Mr. Link still remembers me!"
"After all, you did say your name last time in 'Hostess Of Fertility.' But Miss Syr, how did you know my name was Link?"
Syr playfully stuck out her tongue and boldly sat down beside Link.
"The adventurers in the tavern often talk about you, the 'fastest' Link, who also wrote 'Nibelungenlied.' Mr. Link is so famous now that Syr finds it hard not to recognize him."
"It's okay, you've passed." Link didn't delve any further, and there was no way he could. In fact, he knew in his heart that Syr should be inseparable from the goddess of beauty Freya.
Now that she appeared openly by his side, it is likely that Freya has also set her sights on him.
Take one step at a time.
Link remained calm and continued writing his manuscript.
Seeing that Link had stopped talking, Syr focused on Link's manuscript, hoping to find something to discuss.
"Is this the next new book? Can Mr. Link show it to me?"
"No problem, this is the written part, but keep it a secret and don't leak it."
"Don't worry, Mr. Link, Syr will never say a word!"
After taking the written manuscript from Link's hand, Syr was stunned at first glance.
"How was the steel tempered? Mr. Link doesn't want to teach us how to make iron, right?"
No wonder Syr thought this way when he first read this book; he subconsciously felt this way...
"Well, you'll know just by reading the content."
"Well."
Syr turned to the first page.
"The son of a farmer and a worker, Pavel Korchagin?"
Syr frowned.
Can someone born like this achieve anything good?
As we all know, the children of princes and nobles have greater talents, receive better education, and possess more resources to cultivate their skills.
Geniuses often emerge from those with status.
But soon, the content of the article caught Syr's attention.
Her expression changed from confusion when she first saw the name to a serious look, eventually revealing an expression of contemplation.
What is revealed in it has nothing to do with strength; it is a kind of thought.
"If the dungeon monsters emerge from the ground, all the common people will be destroyed. We must hold on to the last line of defense!"
"Whoever makes this decision can keep it! I am an adventurer; so what if I am an adventurer? I will not risk my life here for this small name!"
"What did you say? What did you say?"
Pavel grabbed him by the collar and shouted loudly, "In your heart, is an adventurer just a small name? Is it because you want to gain some benefits that you became an adventurer?"
"In the present era, what attitude should each of us adopt towards life? Are you simply trying to have fun, or are you fighting bravely? Back then, our ancestors fought bloody battles against the monsters emerging from the underground city for our better future. So today, the image of our new generation of adventurers should be one of working together, holding hands, and moving forward indomitably. No difficulties can frighten us!"
The article draws from the life of Pavel Korchagin to raise a cry that resonates in the hearts of the people.
Syr was stunned.
There is no doubt that this is a more shocking work than the "Nibelungenlied."
...
On the other side, South Street, a team composed entirely of female adventurers arrived in Orario.
"Lady Artemis, shall we submit the commission next? Or…?"
After entering the city, they gathered together, and the group leader, Rhetusa, asked their main goddess.
Artemis looked at the slightly tired faces of her children and shook her head.
"No, Rhetusa. Let's take everyone to rest first. Since everyone is tired, please submit the request tomorrow."
Although Artemis was strict with the girls regarding family ethics, she also had a kind and approachable side that she revealed only in front of her loved ones.
Perhaps it was because she had become much gentler after arriving in the lower realm.
However, compared to this, the feeling of getting along with the girls of the Familia daily is something Artemis finds very comfortable.
This feeling cannot be expressed in words.
"Well then, let's wait for Lady Artemis to gather…"
"Wait for me? No need, Rhetusa. Take everyone to rest first. I'll catch up later."
Rejecting Rhetusa's suggestion, Artemis, as the head goddess of the Familia, still needed to stay here for a while.
Orario has very strict controls on the comings and goings of adventurers who have the favor of the gods.
There are many people in the Artemis Familia, so it will naturally take longer to process them.
This is the rule.
Understanding the reason, Rhetusa couldn't help but turn her head and look behind her with the goddess.
Near the tall and thick city wall, a funny figure wearing an elephant mask stood out.
"I'm Ganesha!"
It seemed he noticed the two of them looking up.
This old friend, who was also a god like Artemis, was greeting them in a unique way.
In fact, Artemis and the others had already entered Orario even though the passport documents hadn't been processed, just because of Ganesha's early release.
Soon, Rhetusa left first with the group members.
However, Lante stayed back with Artemis as a bodyguard.
In the last ten minutes, the relevant documents were processed.
Artemis picked them up and prepared to lead Lante to catch up with Rhetusa and the others.
As she passed through the central garden, a familiar figure came into view.
"Lady Artemis, look! It's that guy Link!"
Similarly, Lante also saw the figure, pointed her little hand in Link's direction, and blurted out rude words.
"Yes, I saw him."
Ah? Is the tone so calm?
Something's wrong...
She was obviously very excited when she heard the news about Link last night.
Why?
Lante's little mind started to spin, and she soon noticed there was another person beside Link.
Ehh???
She's a very cute girl.
Is it because of this?
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