Former Warrior Turns Into A Million-Dollar Actor [EN]: Chapter 173

Let’s Go to New Zealand (6)

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‘The Book of God,’ Cutscene 4.

The novel’s author is skilled at pacing the story.

Just as Ido’s story becomes most exciting, the narrative shifts to the princess’s perspective, and then a few more main and supporting characters appear and disappear.

Not only that, but they ruthlessly kill off characters who seemed important, while weaving the internal strife of the empire and Ido’s actions together like a net.

‘Ugh, it cuts off again here!’

‘What kind of novel is this? How am I supposed to keep up?’

‘I don’t know, but it’s damn interesting. I’m going to keep watching even if I don’t know who’s going to die!’

An extremely frustrating development. However, readers, captivated by the elegant prose and fascinating world, scream while eagerly turning the pages.

The ambitious corps commander and the emperor who knows the secrets of this world… The son of an executioner, seeking to assassinate the tyrant, each meet the protagonist with different goals.

And Peter Sean blends that grand narrative in a way that is most suitable for ‘video content.’

Ido: Who are you? You don’t seem human.

From the neck where the dark sword is aimed, white blood slowly flows down the blade.

If it were to cut or stab, it would be fatal. However, even with the sword pointed at him, the elf man with pointed ears doesn’t change his expression and says.

Jerrin: I came to help you, wanderer. I will lend you strength as a representative of our race.

Passing over countless corpses of monsters and imperial soldiers, Ido meets several helpers.

Among them are the elf prince Jerrin, played by Seo Hee-do, and Hectan, a swordsmanship instructor from the old empire, played by Hong Chang-guk.

Hectan: (Narrowing his one eye) You’re not from around here, are you?

Ido: You’re not alive either.

Hectan: (Laughing heartily) In the current empire, can you say that someone who is breathing is living? Every day is hell for those whose souls have been burned.

Ido: What do you want?

Hectan: You must be going to the empire. And behind you seems to be a precious elf… Are you aiming for the emperor’s head?

Ido neither affirms nor denies, and looks back. The elf Jerrin, who has the ability to discern the truth, nods.

Jerrin: There are no lies. This one has the same goal as Ido.

Hectan: (Laughing loudly) Noble blood, you freely look into my heart. But be careful. Your race lost the prosperity of the seven continents because of your good ears, the insight to read hearts, and the arrogance of thinking you know humans.

Jerrin: Watch your words, human child. I have lived four times as long as you have.

Seo Hee-do’s acting is no longer like his idol days when he was treated like an outcast.

He helps Ido to save his clan, but the elf prince, whose true nature is to hate humans, instantly bares his ferocious teeth.

The veteran actor Hong Chang-guk is just as unyielding.

Hectan: Many elves died two hundred years ago, and even more died a hundred years ago. If even a prince loses his life to my sword, your king will be saddened.

Between the two at a critical moment, a dark shockwave suddenly bursts and splits the space.

Toward Hectan and Jerrin, who have stepped back several paces, Ido’s voice is heard as he walks far ahead.

Ido: Aren’t you coming?

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The battle continues.

The ‘Book of God’ filming team moves along the banks of the rough river flowing between Te Anau and Manapouri, the Waiau River.

In the process, countless famous scenes are born.

Ido and his party rely on a self-made raft,

The threat of aquatic creatures lurking at the bottom of the ‘Rough Wave River,’ called the heart of the empire,

There, abandoning the boat and going ashore, they encounter magical beasts on the peaks surrounding the river.

The filming equipment is also simple but effective.

Wires are installed high along the filming path, and remotely controlled cameras are moved to follow the actors’ every move.

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Rustle, patter!

Scattered branches, trampled leaves.

The wanderer, Ido, with his cloak fluttering, runs through the forest where leaves are overgrown like a jungle.

These peaks were once called the ‘Great Forest’ by the ancients.

However, as magical beasts appeared and elves left, the green foliage disappeared, leaving only blackened leaves and mad monsters.

“······.”

Leading the party and running, Ido heightens his senses to prepare for a collision.

Jerrin and Hectan should be following on the left and right, forming a triangle. It is safer for him to handle it before his companions step in.

Roar!

At that moment, a magical beast that looks like a huge tiger jumps out with a roar that shakes the earth.

Of course, this is also a veteran stuntman wearing a sensor suit. Four or five more appear behind him, aiming at Seo Hee-do and Hong Chang-guk.

“It’s a Killian! The fur is black and the eyes are white, so it’s being controlled from somewhere!”

The mysterious art of the elves delivers a clear voice as if it were right next to them even though they are far away.

As soon as he hears Jerrin’s warning, Ido jumps out and swings his greatsword.

Whoosh, slash!

An amazing single sword strike, the swordsmanship that has reached the extreme of nothingness, unfolds once again.

The rushing monster spews black blood and is cleanly cut in half.

Blood and guts spill out, but Ido is no longer there. The wanderer, who has dealt with the next one and the one after that, suddenly looks somewhere.

“Damn it, how did he······!”

Between the trees quite a distance away, a man wearing clothes that strangely resemble the surrounding colors is startled and utters an expletive.

“I heard it wasn’t a detection type, should I have listened to Georg?”

He tried to stand up and run away, but the opponent was closing the distance like lightning.

In a situation where transformation and camouflage were proven useless, the man gritted his teeth and took out a crystal ball from his chest and poured power into it.

The Bead of Rahenel, a means of communication for wizards and a treasure that is not commonly seen even in the empire.

“Quickly, quickly······!”

The mission has failed. Then, at least, the information he has confirmed must be conveyed to his master.

Only a few seconds passed, but beads of sweat formed on the man’s forehead. The moment the fog inside the bead scatters and something appears, a black blade flies.

Thwack!

Ido’s quick sword seems to be mainly about cutting, but at its base, there is a lightning-like thrust.

The wizard, whose back of the head was pierced along with the bead, died on the spot, and the gathered magic turned into a blue mist and disappeared.

“···A messenger.”

Hectan, who arrived late, said, leaning on his sword like a cane.

The elf prince, Jerrin, also examined the fallen man and the remains of the bead and added.

“It doesn’t seem to be directly under the Emperor. The Empire has so many eyes and ears that it’s difficult to know who this person’s master is at once.”

“Elf Prince, did the message sent from here reach the other party?”

Elves do not speak to humans unless it is a special occasion. In response to Hectan’s question, Jerrin looked at Ido instead of answering him and said.

“It depends on the caster’s magic power, but at this level, he’s quite skilled to be used as a mere messenger. Some of his thoughts may have flowed into the bead.”

“Huh, really. Does this old human not even get treated with respect for his age?”

Ido ignores Hectan’s lament and looks around.

Since saving the village that was first attacked by magical beasts, he has passed through countless private houses and highlands.

And he watched those who offered sacrifices to magical beasts, humans who ate humans, and the ugly reality of the empire from the closest place.

The Emperor’s soldiers plundered humans… and the villagers were offering sacrifices to demons.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Hey, Wanderer. Our route has been read. Now, not only those magical beasts but also the Emperor’s dogs will come looking for us.”

“Just kill them all. We’ll keep the route as it is.”

Hectan advises, but Ido is firm. Even Jerrin, who couldn’t stand it, stepped in.

“If the messenger’s master tells the Emperor, even you will have difficulty with a frontal breakthrough. Countless soldiers and warriors, sorcerers, and powerful animals employed by the imperial family will face you for seven days and seven nights. And the Emperor has a treasured sword.”

“Treasured sword?”

“Corps Commander Gail, he is a cunning strategist and a warrior comparable to the Emperor. The imperial guard knights’ rotation battle broke through the last defense line of the Elf Woods.”

Even though he brought up a shameful past, their leader does not change his mind.

He just walks through the rugged mountains with his back turned. As he has done so far and will continue to do so.

The old swordsman looks back at the elf prince and shrugs.

“Humans are originally bad-tempered.”

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At that time… far away, in the pure white castle of Kataram, white fingers remove the lid of the crystal ball.

The elf prince, who knew everything above the forest, could not imagine who the master of the dead messenger was.

“Lord Sully, I will not forget your sacrifice.”

The thoughts that the wizard shot out at the end, the identity of the storm that appeared in the empire, were conveyed to the heart of Ayras.

A wanderer with a terrifying quick sword,

A young man who appears to be an elf,

An old swordsman who was once the sword of the empire.

Flash, rumble!

The lightning that struck down burns the whole world white.

At the window where the rain and wind are raging, the platinum-haired princess—Raywen Ayras—rests her chin.

“To my father, he’s coming······.”

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“How is Korea? I heard that when you shoot movies, you stay up all night for days?”

During lunchtime, simple small talk takes place among the actors eating.

Unexpectedly, Rick Michael, the atmosphere maker on set, the corps commander who will soon fight Ido, was always curious about the Korean scene.

Park Sun, who was next to his brother, answered cautiously.

“Well… it depends on the project, but when the schedule is tight, we tend to film everything at once. There are slight differences in the working methods compared to Hollywood.”

“Is that so? Well, you must have endured that schedule to become such an iron man, our lead actor.”

Rick Michael said, chewing on a hard piece of bread. Literally, in the forced march going through mountains and fields, what exhausts the actors and staff is the food.

It’s hard enough to get lunch boxes, let alone a catering truck. It’s difficult to prepare meals for so many people, so simple bread or combat rations have even appeared.

Geon, who was already unwrapping his second one, said.

“You just need to eat well.”

“Hmm? What do you mean eat well, this tasteless piece of bread?”

“Yes. If you eat well, exercise hard, and sleep deeply, your stamina will naturally improve.”

“Oh, you sound like my wife. I’m a guy who needs champagne, not bread.”

Seo Hee-do, who was blinking next to him, asked.

“Rick, are you married?”

“Twice. I’ve also been divorced twice, so I’m single now.”

“Oh my god, we couldn’t even get phones until our group activities turned a profit······!”

“What turns around?”

“Well, I’m actually from a singer background.”

A Korean idol talking about his debut days and a Hollywood actor who doesn’t understand the other person’s story is a spectacle in its own way.

Drinking oatmeal with a lot of sugar, Geon unfolded the schedule that Peter Sean had given him.

Once tomorrow’s schedule is finished, Ido and his party will enter the pure white castle and begin filming the full mid-to-late portion.

“Anyway, it’s going to be fun now. Please take good care of the scenes where I fight with you. Mr. McLean seems to be looking forward to it too.”

Rick Michael said with a smirk.

Looking at the last page that said ‘End of Filming Date,’ Geon smiled back.

“Me too.”

The hero’s biography is heading towards the end.

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