episode_0163
by fnovelpia“Listen, you. Why is this ending like this? Didn’t my daughters cry and make a fuss when I read it to them like you said?”
Ulbram asks me questions.
There was a reason why he came out like that.
The main conflict in the story of Snow White is that the queen, out of jealousy of Snow White’s beauty, tries to cast her out and kill her.
He constantly attempts to assassinate Snow White, but is always blocked by the dwarves.
But in the end, he succeeds in feeding Snow White the poisoned apple, and she collapses and falls into an eternal sleep.
This is the content I included in the fairy tale book.
Even those who know the ending feel uneasy, so how would it be for those who don’t? The innocent children who wanted Snow White to live happily ever after ended up seeing a sad ending.
It destroyed my innocence.
“Elves are brave warriors, so why are dwarves portrayed as cowards?”
And another dwarf protest.
There are no elves in the original Snow White, but there are elves in the fairy tale I wrote. To be exact, they are blond, long-eared, beautiful forest fairies, based on Tinkerbell from Peter Pan.
To those who don’t know Tinkerbell, she’ll just look like an elf. Just like how dwarves look like dwarves, this is also intentional.
This is my adaptation of Snow White.
In the original, the dwarves who helped the princess both materially and spiritually are scared and do not come out of their houses, and instead, the forest fairies help Snow White.
The reason is simple.
After all, there is nothing more irritating to people than causing conflict, especially when that person is an elf.
“Do you need to get so immersed? It’s just a fairy tale. Don’t pay too much attention.”
That’s what I said, but seeing their reactions gave me confidence that my plan would be successful.
It’s time to poison Doomheim.
***
The Drunken Cask, the most famous tavern in Doomheim.
The place that was always lively was particularly gloomy today. The heads of the households in particular let out a sigh. That was all that was needed for people to feel a sense of kinship.
“Did you read Snow White to your daughter?”
“You too?”
The fairy tale Snow White that has recently heated up Doomheim.
Poor Snow White is driven out by her stepmother just because she is beautiful, and her life is threatened. The fairy tale ends with her eating a poisoned apple given to her by her stepmother, who is disguised as a witch, and falling into eternal sleep.
“They cried and made a fuss over Snow White’s death. It was no use telling them that it was a fairy tale and not reality.”
“Do you know what our kids say? They ask why the dwarves hide like cowards while the fairies help Snow White. They even say they want to be born as elves, not dwarves!”
The pride of the dwarves, which had been passed down since the days of the legendary blacksmith Bargan the Great, was shattered, and the young trees that would take responsibility for the future of Doomheim were pickled in defeat.
Just because of a fairy tale.
“Who the hell wrote this?”
“I think he’s a human living in Torvar’s house?”
“What?”
“I even heard rumors that they are planning to sell this book all over the continent.”
“What nonsense! You can’t do that!”
I couldn’t let such a false fairy tale tarnish the honor of the dwarves. The dwarves even left their drinking behind and rushed to Torvar’s house.
The place was already crowded with countless dwarves.
“You filthy human! Come out now and don’t hide!”
“Did you think you could insult a dwarf in Doomheim and get away with it?”
Dwarves protesting with loud voices.
Perka, who had been peeking through the curtains, moved away from the window. Next to him, Karami was watching, sipping coffee.
“It looks like you spilled caramel popcorn. I want to take a handful.”
The only thing he can do when things have gotten to this point is to make some lame joke. Perka let out a complicated sigh.
Perka also read Snow White.
Snow White’s biological mother died, and at a young age, she was driven out of the castle by her stepmother’s jealousy, and her life was threatened.
He seemed to have survived several life-threatening situations, but eventually he fell for a trick and fell into an eternal sleep.
The story was exactly like Assis’ life, and although the illustrations were far from the original, Perka immediately noticed that they resembled Assis.
Karami ended the fairy tale with such an Asis meeting a sad ending.
“How on earth did he write a fairy tale with such content to clean up the mess? People have completely turned into a mob.”
While Assis was being abused by her stepmother, the elves were trying hard, while the dwarves were busy hiding. In Doomheim, no one despised the dwarves, compared to the elves.
Even Perka, who was half human and half dwarf, could understand their feelings. It was strange that people didn’t get angry.
Perka sighed again and looked at Asies. Asies was sitting on the bed, quietly reading a storybook.
What would it feel like to see your own story ending in a sad ending? Even though your expression was indifferent, it would definitely feel strange.
If it’s a fairy tale, it would be typical for it to end with a happy ending, but Karamie is also very evil.
Only then did Perka belatedly remember.
Karami is a slave messenger.
I forgot about it because of his recent actions. Isn’t everything he’s done so far also a preparatory step to feeling low-level pleasure?
Perka thought so.
***
It’s been four days since Snow White appeared in the world.
The new fairy tale, Snow White, was a cheap book that was not burdensome at all to give to children.
Parents bought books and read them to their children, and children who were exposed to the Karami version of Snow White fell into depression.
The girls who projected themselves onto Snow White experienced a vicarious sleep, and the boys who had been looking forward to the heroic exploits of the seven dwarfs were left feeling bereft.
Although not as sensitive as children, the reaction of adults who hoped for good to be punished and evil to be rewarded was not much different. The impact was even greater for people in a world where cultural life was not active.
Like a witch’s poisoned apple.
The Reaper unleashed the poison of despair upon Doomheim.
The dwarves abandoned their mining and drinking to gather in front of Thorvar’s house and stage a violent protest.
Come out right now.
Come out and apologize and ask them to correct the content.
Since she is Meister Torvar’s roommate, she is protesting peacefully. Anyone else would have broken down the door and barged in long ago.
But the dwarves’ patience was running out. They were starting to get frustrated with Thorvar, who was keeping Karami hidden by tightly closing the door.
When heightened emotions reach their limit and are about to explode like a volcano.
“Hello, everyone. You came to visit me this late at night. I don’t know what to do.”
The tightly closed door opened and Karami finally appeared.
“You finally crawled out! You spy bastard of an elf!”
“Haha, it’s true that I’m friendly with elves, but I’m not a spy.”
Despite the many people expressing their ill feelings, Karami answered calmly.
“Why are you all here? Is it a festival?”
“This is your funeral! Do you think you’ll be okay if you call it a fairy tale? ”
“A fairy tale?”
“Don’t act like a fool! Do you think I don’t know that you wrote Snow White?”
Karami tilted her head with a look of utter confusion.
“Why is that a fairy tale?”
“What?”
“Snow White is based on a true story, although it has been slightly adapted.”
“What kind of real story is that? Are you kidding me?”
The dwarves gather their voices together to protect their pride. Karami laughs openly as if mocking them.
“I’ve been to the Great Forest too. They fought bravely and showed off their martial skills. But what about the dwarves? Didn’t they abandon humanity and hide like cowards?”
“That, that’s… .”
“Do you want people to laugh at fairy tales on such a topic? Escapism from reality? That’s not even funny.”
That’s what you say, but I understand.
How scary would it be to face a dragon?
But the fact that they ran away didn’t change, Karami just wrote it as it was.
“The adults are the ones who gave up on the ending that should have been full of dreams and hope. So it’s inevitable that children will see a sad ending.”
Karami shrugged. The dwarves had no objection to his murmur.
The dwarves, who seemed ready to attack at any moment, were busy looking at each other as if nothing had happened.
“Actually, Snow White has a secret.”
At that moment, Karami’s plausible voice flowed into the crowd.
“The Snow White published this time is the upper volume. There is a separate lower volume that contains the ending.”
“Is that true?”
“That’s right. The upper volume is just a bridge to the ending. I’m writing the lower volume right now.”
in other words.
“If you guys show some bravery… the ending might change.”
“… … .”
“You still have a chance. A chance to head towards a happy ending. A chance to show children dreams and hope.”
The dwarves’ eyes waver.
Karami continued his plausible speech without missing a beat.
“And that’s not all? I’m a former slave messenger. There’s no one on the continent who doesn’t know me. If it’s a book I wrote, you can’t help but be interested in it.”
“But…?”
“If you fight without backing down even against a dragon… Yes. I also have to admit that dwarves are a superior race than elves.”
Karami delivers the finishing blow.
“Your bravery will be passed down to future generations as fairy tales. Just like the great Bargan.”
Silence lingers in the crowd.
A dwarf who thinks, a dwarf who worries, a dwarf who is inclined but hesitates. Among them, the father of five dwarves raised his voice.
“Yes, children! Can you show your cowardly side to the children? Can you show your face proudly in front of the children only after kicking out the guests who came to Doomheim!”
That was the signal.
“That’s right! Do I have to be pushed around by the likes of elves?”
“Whether it’s a dragon or a lizard. Let’s hunt it and show off the bravery of the dwarves!”
The dwarves shouted with one voice.
“We are the Dwarves! An indomitable race born of steel and bearing fire! Only the hammer and anvil can forge our destiny. None can stand in our way! Take up the hammer, raise the shield! We are the children of the earth, where even gods are forged!”
A declaration that resonates through the underground.
The dwarves expressed their determination and expressed their intention to join the war.
Karami laughed silently.
All that remained was preparation.
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