7
"As a child, I will not lose my father."
The word struck Norma's ear like a heaven.
That's right.
Exactly, yes.
That's where it matters, and other things follow it.
How could I not have realized such an easy thing?
It is not my duty to give the world the text my father left behind.
It is my duty to give the world the text that my father wanted to leave behind.
Everyone can see the text left by Thursfree if they look at it in kind.
But I only know what the sentence that Thursfree really wanted to leave behind was for me, who was his son and only disciple.
There's no way my father would be happy to be published as is the text I wrote when I was younger. It is only in the eyes of later wisdom that you should announce the rewritten text.
But my dead father can't do that. Doing it on behalf of my father is my role.
A lot of words my father told me. The contents of the research my father was working on. fragmentary, and numerous memorandums that cannot in themselves be made into books. What I see from those things, is that this is what I really wanted to write about.
Isn't it the only way to bring it into the world that you can't turn your father off as a son?
"Looks like you got lost."
When he returned to me, he had a grandfather Prado with a slightly softer look on his stern face.
"Yes, thank you for your instruction"
"I wish it had been helpful. I want you to count on this old body if you continue to worry about something, Lord Norma."
"Yes."
8
"Right. Have you decided?"
"Yes. I thought carefully about the meaning of what Master Lacruz said, and also took advice from someone, and lost my way clear. I've been wondering about myself for a long time."
"Um, um. I thought it would be nice, but I don't have to tell you. This is not a book that can be finished in any way."
Zinger, Edda, Palm, and Yoran take a gentle look at Norma and Lacruz's conversation. Guys, Zinger's drinking his brewed tea. Lacruz was surprised at first to let the knight brew tea and work like a servant, but now he's totally familiar with it.
And also, Lacruz, knew the name of Thursfree's family. I also know that Norma is drawing the blood of your gate. For this reason, the rhetoric towards Norma has become very polite.
Lacruz is reading my father's manuscript at a gruesome rate. As a norm, everything my father wrote down, except a very fragmented memorandum, is a candidate for publication. Lacruz should be able to objectively determine if it's worth publishing, so he doesn't sort it out himself, and makes all the manuscripts look like Lacruz, except for something very personal.
It's an unforgivable norm for anyone but myself to touch my father's will, and I've never even let Zinger touch me. But I think we can leave it to Lacruz. So much trust, in a short time Norma was starting to feel for Lacruz.
"In about the tenth or fifteenth day of next month at the latest, I will finish reading the draft. Let's make a list, and we'll use that as a basis to determine the overall volume of publications."
"What?"
No matter how much Lacruz is an expert in books, there's no way he can finish reading that enormous amount of grass in that period of time. Even Norma herself, that's impossible.
"All of that, is it? Finish reading them all?
"Ha. We writers have a number of reading methods. They change their reading methods according to their purpose, such as vegan reading, term reading, delimited reading, end of speech reading, conjunctive reading, and paragraph reading. This time, we used a vegan reading method for the term reading method. I don't read it with a complete understanding of what it means. That will happen again at a later stage."
I didn't understand the explanation. The only two things I can see are that being an expert is a tremendous thing and that I don't have the time to myself at all.
"Before I left the king's capital, Cleric Armamir prepared me a thousand pen forms. Of course, it's your standard paper. Promise me you'll keep delivering. Don't hesitate to write a manuscript"
No, I can't. Unlike you, I'm a normal person.
That's what I wanted to say, but there's no way I can. Until the end of this job, they're here ready to spend time in this town.
The next day, the head of the paper inquirer visited Norma. A store specializing in luxury items of wood paper, Norma has never bought paper from that store before.
Paper has skin paper, cloth paper and wood paper. The lowest of these is wood paper, and the most luxurious is wood paper. And of these, the book can be made of leather paper and wood paper, but if it is a book of thickness such as three hundred pages, it is not made of wood paper. It should be noted that it is stipulated that books above the Abbreviations must be timber paper. Because wood paper is much better preserved than leather paper.
When my father was at the Marquis' house, fine wood paper could be used. But there's no room for that in Norma right now. Suddenly I wondered why the paper dealers and the like came to visit, but what an order it was from Prado Goncourt. The cost, the Goncourt family says, will have it.
From the fragments of my story with Norma, I assumed that I would be writing a large number of manuscripts, and they gave me timber paper. Norma, surprised, decided to accept Prado's favor.
Lacruz was present for me. The conversation was quick.
"Write a manuscript of the standard book to Lord Norma."
"Oh. I see, was that so? Why don't you use the Big Dictionary paper?"
"No. Then it's a little small. Hard to add or modify. I think it would be nice to have the" Extra Large Dictionary "paper. Lord Norma, I don't know about the Grand Prix."
Norma was also briefed and convinced that the order was placed. The delivery at the moment was a thousand pieces, and I heard there could be additions, and the warden was circling his eyes.
And when he found out that the person in front of him was Lacruz, the famous King's Capital writer, the warlord dazzled and surprised him to the extreme.