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Even while learning martial arts, I never stopped writing.

If I were to stop now, the demon worshippers might grow bolder.

There are already rumors spreading that I’ve half-retreated into seclusion.

If I were to stop writing as well, they would undoubtedly attempt another attack.

Being holed up entirely in my ho poses another risk—the worst-case scenario being a magical bombardnt.

You might think I’m being excessive, but the last attack taught sothing: when it cos to matters involving demon worshippers, one must always assu the worst.

These are the sa people who paralyzed an innocent person’s heart just to target .

If they were willing to do that, they might even summon a teor to take down.

Fortunately, since Cardinal Bark’s death, their power has significantly dwindled. But I can’t let my guard down.

I just need to slowly build my strength and continue writing until their influence is completely eradicated.

That’s the endga.

Moreover, staying confined indoors is quite dangerous in itself.

While the security in this fantasy world is top-notch, there are plenty of assassins who can render such defenses aningless.

Take Rain, for instance—she effortlessly infiltrated and robbed our mansion.

To elves and demons, human magic is akin to that of a newborn child.

As a result, our mansion is currently undergoing renovations, according to what I heard from my father.

It’s apparently an unusual collaboration between elves and demons.

The security magic installed in the dormitories is excellent even by their standards, so I’m not too worried, but preparation is still necessary.

‘Why does it feel like the finale is taking longer?’

It feels like I’m close to wrapping things up, but surprisingly, the story keeps getting longer.

From volu 26, the full-fledged war began, and the hidden mythology of the elves was revealed.

From volu 27 onward, Zenon and his companions face off against Pride.

However, I can’t help but feel that so parts are rather plain, which is disappointing.

As I kept adding elents here and there, excellent scenes erged, and the story flowed more smoothly. Since it’s a war arc, the story naturally grew longer.

‘There were plenty of great monts for everyone.’

I didn’t forget to include iconic scenes fitting for each race.

It’s a highlight, so it had to be done.

As the story heads toward its finale, I also made sure to infuse each race with a sense of pride. This isn’t optional—it’s essential.

Humans showcase their tenacity, elves and demons display their grand magic, dark elves and demon hunters demonstrate their restrained precision, beastkin perform exhilarating charges, and finally, the dwarves…

‘Weapons, of course.’

While having them fight directly is fine, their strong image as craftsn makes it more fitting for them to create tactical or strategic weapons.

For example, cannons with powerful firepower, or perhaps golems equipped with artificial intelligence.

Gunpowder itself already exists in this world.

Although I’m not well-versed in military affairs, the existence of gunpowder in this era isn’t all that strange.

While magic, which is seen as a more strategic weapon, sowhat overshadows cannons, gunpowder is still widely used by regular soldiers because it can be mass-produced, unlike magic.

After all, no matter how much training a knight undergoes, it’s nearly impossible for an ordinary human to defeat a monster—especially an ogre or sothing stronger.

Just as the invention of guns in my past life placed humanity at the top of the food chain, weapons here also play a role in driving monsters out.

The downside is that people stronger than any weapon are everywhere, but let’s set that aside for now.

‘Golems seem like the perfect choice.’

When you think of fantasy, golems often co to mind as strategic weapons.

Occasionally, they appear as ancient relics, but that’s not the case in this world.

Powered by artificial intelligence, they may be expensive to produce, but their performance is top-notch.

In a world where even steam engines have been invented, creating golems powered by so form of energy shouldn’t be impossible.

What about the issue of artificial intelligence?

I’d simply explain it as being powered by magic, similar to Mary’s magic from before, which everyone eagerly dissected for theoretical details.

‘Who cares, anyway?’

When chanical civilization advances, the greatest beneficiaries are not the elites but the ordinary citizens who must handle everything manually.

Although the golems in the book were invented during a war, history shows that warti often accelerates scientific advancent.

In this world, too, humanity’s science and magic advanced significantly during the racial wars.

Although demons secretly passed down their magic, humans eventually claid it as their own.

So, it’s not entirely implausible.

People will clamor to create such devices, claiming it as knowledge from the future.

‘The problem is, it really could be used as a war weapon.’

In the past, I might have felt uneasy about this.

However, after Zenon’s Chronicles concludes, I plan to write a new work based on Earth’s Second World War.

If I’m going to include all kinds of war weapons in that story, why make a fuss over a re golem?

Even if soone actually invents such a thing, it’s ultimately a step toward advancing chanical civilization.

Later on, golems could even be used for farming or hunting monsters. I just need to write it with peace of mind.

‘Wait, didn’t Luminous ntion that the dwarves would later bring tanks?’

I paused my writing and recalled the events of a past exhibition.

Among the attendees were three eccentrics, including Ains, the inventor of the magic engine.

It wouldn’t be surprising if they, driven by curiosity, invented tanks. Comparing this to Luminous’ prophecy, it seems highly likely.

‘The world is becoming more intriguing. And so is this one.’

This world has always demonstrated unbalanced developnt.

Despite having refrigerators and air conditioners, steam locomotives were considered absurd contraptions.

It’s likely a cultural preference for magic over technology.

If advanced science is no different from magic, the reverse must also hold true.

But upon reflection, the developnt of machinery seems inevitable.

Even without my books, this change would have occurred eventually.

The reason lies in the clear limitations of magic. Magic is “all-powerful,” but it’s not “omnipotent.”

Luminous once told directly that I rely accelerated what was bound to happen.

So, I should write freely without concern.

‘But there’s one crucial issue.’

I twirled my pen and looked at the manuscript I had printed in advance.

Volu 27 was nearly complete, but one thing still bothered .

That was none other than a na—the na of the united forces opposing the demons.

You might wonder, “Since it’s a coalition, can’t we just na it whatever we want?” However, this is a war that determines the survival of the world.

Sotis, in fantasy dia, there are monts where the protagonist shouts, “For XXX!” just before charging into battle.

That single cry elevates the morale of their allies and entire army to its peak, while overwhelming the enemy, who gets swept away by the montum. It’s the highlight of the scene.

Such a magnificent mont is included in Volu 27, but the na itself still hasn’t been decided.

‘Even the na Earth is said to have originated from an ancient language…’

Here, too, there is a linguistic history spanning over 3,000 years.

Languages have undergone diverse changes over ti.

Although a common language is now used as the standard, older languages are still occasionally employed.

This is largely due to the elves and demons, many of whom live nearly a thousand years, with most being over 500 years old.

Therefore, even if using a dictionary poses no issues, how to incorporate those words is the real challenge.

Of course, one could simply shout “Charge!” and move on without deciding on a na. However, for the sake of impact, it’s essential to finalize one.

‘How did they co up with such cool nas for planets?’

When I think of planets that co to mind, all of them have impressive nas.

Since a na can make or break the impression, careful consideration is necessary.

I tapped my pen on a pre-printed sheet, deep in thought.

The center of the manuscript paper I had prepared in advance was left blank on purpose.

It was left empty because I couldn’t think of an appropriate na at the ti, and now, even as I near the end, it remains unfinished.

Honestly, it wouldn’t be a problem to na it after Hirt, the goddess of nature.

Even if the planet’s na was decided based on this one detail, there’d be no objections.

After all, Hirt embodies nature and the entirety of this world.

Who could possibly dispute that?

‘Then maybe I can modify Hirt’s na slightly…!’

Just as I poured all my deliberations into pressing the pen to the paper—

Rumble, rumble, rumble-

“Hm?”

A sudden vibration. I lifted the pen from the paper and looked around.

It didn’t last even a second, but it was unmistakably an earthquake.

The sa kind of tremor I had felt when I was feverish.

“What’s going on?”

“Isaac, did you feel that too?”

While I stood there in confusion, my father erged from the training hall.

He was dressed lightly, having been training Adelia monts ago.

Judging by his expression, it seed he had felt the tremor too, so I nodded.

“Yes, I felt it. It seems to be an earthquake.”

“Hm… I heard there was an earthquake not long ago as well… Alright, then.”

With that brief comnt, my father returned to the training hall.

I wished him good luck with his work and picked up the pen again.

Once more, I began to write the na of the planet based on Lady Hirt…

Rumble-

“….”

Was it a sign not to write it? I hesitated and lifted the pen from the paper, just in case.

The vibration stopped imdiately. Just to be sure, I tried putting the pen back to the paper…

RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE!

This ti, the tremor shook the dormitory even harder.

“Isaac! Evacuate imdiately!”

“Young Master! Please get outside…!”

“…”

Why was this happening? I couldn’t understand it at all.

It seed like I would need to visit the temple soon to get so answers.

★★★★★

About three days passed since then…

[Alvenheim. The gift for Xenon has been prepared.]

I finally had a reason to leave the comfort of my blankets.

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