Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 118 Testimonials on the shelf) Tomorrow)
When I stepped into the fantasy world, I was still young. It was a story called The Lord of the Rings, and the hobbit was led into a volcano by the king.

Although I don't understand its true connotation, when the Lord of the Rings was thrown into the Doomsday Volcano, and people's efforts turned into hope and turned into success, I felt the profound humanistic feelings in it.

Commonly known as, into the pit.

When the sailboat of the elves sailed to Aman under the starry sky, when the stories of several epochs came to an end, I got the story of Númenor from the mottled handwriting and the translation of others.

In the Misty Mountains, in the Moria Pit, I saw the roar of the Balrog.

But it is not clear, cultural barriers are born, and it is innate, natural, even instinctive that you cannot read foreign stories.

The grand story, multiple races, is no less graceful than Fengshen Yanyi or Journey to the West, but as an outsider, I can only scratch the surface.

When the world of Warhammer unfolded in front of me, I liked the fantasy more than the darkness, horror and gothic style.

When the concept of this book was born in my mind, did Iluvita (creator of the Lord of the Rings) also think so?

Write (play) it.

But I don't have the ability to create Maia. Vera works for me. I can only tap the most basic text with my fingers, word by word, like climbing a mountain.

I have come this time, and now, I have experienced a long time that I can't believe, although it is actually only a short part of my life.

What I think about exceeds any time period in my life. The story of the medieval warhammer is both a dyed brush and a blank drawing board.

can i handle itIt's fair to say that I realized that Medieval Warhammer was only... about two months ago.

I'm not sure, at least I'm working hard, although it's still graffiti, but when the sun rises and I look at the story through the window, I still have an ignorant sense of beauty?

Returning to the topic of the book, it is actually a painful thing for me to put it on the shelves, because the essence of this story is not for business, but I think it must not rely on one person's energy to complete it.

I'm still a stay-at-home, stripped-off creation story, this seemingly romantic thing, and I'm just a poor person wasting my time on something I'm not sure about.

If the book can't sustain my life, I can only choose to reduce the number of updates and find a place to do some chores, but this will only destroy a lot of things, such as my few poor inspirations, the number of words updated, and even destroy this book. Because I am not firm enough.

I also know that neither it nor I are good enough at present, and fantasy is not so popular in this continent. If I really need to rely on writing to make a living, light novels or fantasy are better.

But there are too many of them. When I open the fantasy zone, I want to read an exotic story, and the text is not so "ghost" but I can only feel lonely.

I'm not saying that foreign things are better, but when you like something but it's scarce, the small circle will make you feel lonely.

I often open lord of the rings, or thrones of warhammer, or gw's original novels when it's not very skinny or full of various systems, and goldfinger's rough story is born.

I won't look too closely, but when I glance at it, I feel an inexplicable courage to continue to describe a thing that is so vague that I don't even know it.

I can only say that when the world is coming to an end, the brave will still step forward, even if they have already received the prophecy.

The fantasy zone is the grave of newcomers. The fantasy zone has an ultra-low subscription ratio, but there will still be people doing it.

When the light breaks through the dust and shines on the pass of the Doomsday Volcano, the evil recedes and all living beings sing, I hope this is the way this world is.

Then when I put it on the shelf, I will broadcast about 30 chapters of saved manuscripts, and the story will fall into a new chapter, even if I spend about...

I count...

Anyway, it's just a lot of words to pave the way for this situation, and it may even make people feel boring sometimes, but I hope it will be exciting enough.

Then, if I can't stick to this book, or successfully end the story, I will probably write 40k for the next book.

Blood sacrifice to the blood god...cough cough cough
loyalty!

　If you don't mind male copper, I should love you?
　　Come on, come on, there's plenty of food in Bag End, cakes, sweet meats, or whatever else you like.

　　The ham is mine, you can't take it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)