Count Scribe's Tutor

Heave-ho!

The cry of birds coming from outside the window.

"Ugh · · · · · · · · ·."

I couldn't sleep all night.

It's even weirder if you sleep comfortably. It was not enough to confront the absurd reality of being in a novel, so death was confirmed in the beginning of the novel.

Glug glug!

At that moment, I heard thunder in my stomach.

I haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Realizing this made me feel even more hungry. Yeah, let's think of Mount Kumgang as the appetizer.

Profit

I opened the old door and headed to the first floor.

You squeak as if proving that the floor is old. Sitting somewhere reasonably quiet and looking at the host, a stern answer returned.

"All I have now is bread and stew."

"Then that's it."

You throw out a silver coin.

The host's face glowed in color.

After a while, after finishing eating crabs, I looked up at the ceiling quietly.

"Ferda Inosida · · · · · · · · ·."

I opened my mouth and muttered to myself.

I thought about it overnight. After that, I barely accepted it until dawn.

This world is in fiction.

Class S Hunter, Kang Tae-min is no more.

When my mind was cleared up, I felt comfortable.

After drinking a cup of coffee from dessert, Ferda muttered quietly.

"So you're going to be a homeroom teacher in two days?"

I smiled at the sight.

I used to be a teacher on Earth, but I never thought I'd do the same here.

"Should I just spit?"

The first thing I thought about was getting out of school and just running away.

Then you won't get involved with the protagonist, and you won't get stabbed on his behalf.

But there was one problem.

"But what happens when the protagonist dies?"

Actuate, the protagonist of.

What would happen if the protagonist in the novel dies?

The answer to that question came to mind shortly after.

"Hold on. Now that I think about it..."

In the eight seasons he remembered, he never got it right.

Instead, at the end of one season, at the beginning of the next season, there were all commonalities.

It's when the protagonist dies.

"· · · · · · · Holy shit."

Ferda's face crumples.

The protagonist dies. This was the end of the novel.

Then it was obvious what would happen to his future.

Keeping the protagonist from dying without dying on his behalf.

There is only one way to do this.

"Is it necessary to intervene directly?"

Ferda knows the evolution of fiction.

Of course, not all of it, since it was never completed. Still, you can intervene directly in novels and change their evolution.

No matter how much I think about it, this is the only answer.

When his eyes were deeply bitter.

Heave-ho!

"Host! Two beers here!"

A new customer has found the shop.

They talked as they wiped the sweat off their foreheads.

"It's still spring, but I don't know why it's so hot."

"I know."

"By the way, are you having a drink tonight?"

"Of course! That's it."

"No. Festivals are best run from the first day of the month."

At that moment, Ferda's ears twitched.

"Festive"?

I suddenly remembered something about the festival.

That night, a festival for the Goddess of Spring was held in the city. The back alley, which was always dark and gloomy, was also surrounded by the festive atmosphere as today.

Thanks to the large customers who handed everyone a beer. But Ferda didn't know it at the time. This was all planned.

Now I remember.

What's happening tonight.

"Oh, right. That's right."

Ferda's mouth twitches.

"That's what happened."

Intervene in a novel, the first event that can change its evolution.

Ferda glitters in both eyes.

* * *

"Suck it in! Today is our day!"

"To the Lady of Spring! Cheers!"

That night, there was a party at the inn.

The 'big guests’ who appear somewhere are liquor, food, and all thanks to the order.

It's the same development as in a novel.

But Ferda was not interested in this. No, I couldn't care less.

I was more concerned than that.

"· · · · · · · What is this?"

Translucent system messages.

[The 8th round has ended.]

[Author of the 8th edition, Yu Baek Hyun of Sword appointed you as the next author.]

The contents of the message were not unusual.

But there was something else that bothered me more.

"Why is the Yggdrasil system · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

Ferda's eyes tremble weakly.

Hunters' proprietary system, the Yggdrasil system.

The system that hid itself from the monsters disappeared once again reveals itself to the world.

How do we deal with this?

[Two days later, the 9th round of the Savior begins.]

I've just come to understand that I'm in a novel.

But this time it's a system?

Even the original Savior doesn't have a system setup?

Just when Ferda made a bad face.

"Hey, bro."

Someone talked to me.

They were ‘big customers’ who spent money like water.

"What are you doing alone?"

"Come, let's drink together. Today's a good day!"

They came to Ferda's side in a flash.

And then...

Chop chop.

The sharp blade touched my body.

"· · · · · · Get up from your seat. Slowly."

I heard a cold voice and came to my senses.

This is the development of an original novel. At the same time, it was the ‘incident’ that he wanted.

"Shut up and follow me through the back door."

"Don't be ridiculous. If you don't want to die."

If you notice anything suspicious, you can stab the knife without hesitation.

Okay, first things first.

Let's think about the system later.

After clearing my mind, Ferda gets up from her seat.

Then I followed them gently.

* * *

Ferda's Arrival In an Uncommon Alley.

Nearby is a sewer that appears to have been closed for quite some time.

It seemed that boasting an ambience like a bitch would not be noticed even if a few corpses were hidden.

While looking around, a man walked out from a distance.

From the look of it, it looks like a knight.

"I brought it."

The man next to me politely said.

The knight nods. With that signal, the men retreated outside.

Ferda, who became a free woman, confronted the knight.

Soon I remembered the anecdote in the novel.

Ferda swallowed dry saliva. The knight in front of me was strong. Expert, at best. It's hard to guarantee a one-on-one battle, but you have to fight those who surround you.

Then it was a special hand. While thinking about it, the knight suddenly opened his mouth.

"Ferda Inoside. Is that correct?"

"· · · · · ·."

I closed my mouth and didn't answer.

The men around him twitched their eyebrows.

"Son of a bitch. Did you stab something in the ear?"

"I'm not answering!"

If you don't open your mouth right now, you'll stab yourself in the belly.

Oh, I'm scared.

Ferda shrugs.

"Well, for now."

In response, the knight sighed.

A confused face mixed with annoyance.

"I don't know what the erl's thinking. Even a bastard like this."

You don't seem to think about the mood of the listener.

Shortly after, the knight spoke in an overwhelming manner.

"I won't say a word. Come under me."