The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Dionne, the guardian, wrote a letter of identification and paid bail.

I'm sorry for the trouble, and when I gave him a huge food basket and a bottle of champagne, the ironclad articles melted down.

"That day, as the mansion was overturned, a maid named Mira came to me and told me that she had a thousand dinars. The master left the cat as if he were going far away. So I rewarded him with two thousand dinars. If it wasn't for her, the whole country would have been turned upside down with rumors of her missing child."

In the carriage returning to the capital, Dionne burst into laughter intermittently. I felt like I was going to fly because I had a bath in 10 days.

"You're so loud to the master! You got a shot. I can't believe that Dionne Greyer's credit was cut to this low. Baron Asher has given him discretion, and he is recovering his honor!"

"…what does my father say?"

"You didn't respond, as usual. Why, are you scared now?”

"It's not like that....”

"Well, I've found it, so that's it. You said you didn't even book me, and you didn't have to be there to pay me! So, sir, did you have fun playing outside, making so many people in trouble?”

“…….”

"I felt keenly that you were an incredibly clever person. I didn't know it would take this long to find a boy. But I don't think you've heard that Asher's investigation team is better than the Secret Intelligence Service under Prince Melchior."

Yes, if you think about it carefully, the Knights are not investigative agencies, but I wondered how they caught their tail.

I didn't know there was such a thing as an investigation department at the company.

"Well, does he run a dark organization?”

"No way. The business on the water makes a lot of money, so you don't have to walk an apostle. But information is money, and you can't avoid the eyes of Baron Asher anywhere on the continent."

You mean the apostles will walk if they need to? Huh?'

Clay was tired, angry, and dumbfounded. The head was buried deeper between the knees. It was on the verge of extinction.

"Come on, young master. Why would you run away with a nice mansion in a luxury residential area in the West Bank of Lundane? Depending on your answer, I'll say something nice to my father.”

"…I don't want to go to the army.”

I cut the long horse because it was annoying.

The Korean people's appreciation of his father's ambition, the supporting actor's feelings that he does not want to be caught up in the fate of the main character, and the author's testing of the author are also beyond explanation for Dione.

"What?"

Dionne raised her eyes wide, not in disguise, but in real surprise. The lace fan also sounded like it was folding.

"I was going to quit school because I didn't want to do my duty, and my father assured me that I would have him join the army right away.”

Dionne, who put the fan on her lap, touched the forehead, looked at the distant mountain, and looked at Clayo again. His eyes were a bit pitiful.

"I thought you were smart, but you didn't have any hair around you, did you? Now look at me, I'm Dionne Grey. a 972nd graduate Did I go to the army?"

Come to think of it, she was also an alumnus. She said she's five years older than me, so she's 22 years old. He said he was old enough to serve his duty, but he worked for Asher.

"A student in the magic class is exempt from mandatory military service if he or she ranks in the top three in the senior class. You can be a researcher or work in an industry. That's why I've been working hard on masonry at your company for the last two years."

Clayo, who swung his head up, couldn't keep his mouth shut in shock.

"You know, there are so many times when there are less than ten magic students in one period, did you think it would be so hard to be in the top three?"

Nobody taught me anything like that.

It didn't even appear in the manuscript.

All of Arthur's colleagues are knights!

"Why do you think there's a magic and inspection division in the first place? It's the same way you stack up tests, wizards and ethers."

With a friendly tone like a private teacher, Dionne continued quietly.

"The prosecutors are the ones who carry ether in their bodies. Before Ether, you have to do physical training."

Every time Dionne spoke, Clay felt mentally beaten.

"But the sorcerer's circle is largely dependent on its natural aptitude. circulate the ether steadily It's not always possible to implement the circle in real life. So a magician is a very difficult person to train. Would the state treat them the same?"

It was not just because of the military, but it was the central driver. But it was all for nothing.

Clayo lay on his back in the seat of the carriage seat. My eyes were about to prick up.

***

For the next three days, I only slept again.

As the hopeful outlook was shattered, I was despondent, sleepy, and dumbfounded. My head was blank and I couldn't think well.

When I returned to the mansion, Behemoth hummed and hugged meanderingly. He shouted, "Why did you go out and die? Why did you come in?" but he hugged him with his front paws and refused to fall from Clay.

Mrs. Canton and other maidens thought the young master had run away from home in a boyish way.

A few days later, when Clay was depressed, Behemoth became gentle. Wine is delivered. All 25 cases were fine. The wholesalers your father deals in are true. Among them, champagne was the best.' I tried to relax my feelings with such words.

Funny, I feel a little better as I'm kneeling the belly of Behemoth, which sticks together and presses.

'The escape is blocked, so it's impossible to refuse the main quest of this story. Now then, really... How to live.'

First of all, I have money. It's my father's money.

There's a house, even though it's my father's.

As Dionne said, even if he avoided joining the army, it seemed difficult to avoid the thorny path that the father had planned.

A couple of times while lying on the floor, "Promise" flashed out of nowhere and posted a mean phrase, [The user's intervention in narrative increases].

His phrase was offensive every time he saw it. This is because the information was only seen as an increase in the probability of death and injury in the future.

Whether he moved or not, the world was already rolling toward the next page.

"You're already doing a good job and what you're asking me for. Yeah, well, I know there's no easy way to get unemployed.’

Click-

Then Dione came in with the meal.

"My sleepyhead, do you want to get up now?”

"I think it would be more helpful for me if you stopped using that ticklish tone."

"Oh, then you'll be married forever."

Putting the tray down on Clayo's lap, Dionne winked.

"Even if you sleep, take care of your meals. Mrs. Canton gets restless because she doesn't eat.”

"…I'll eat it now."

I slept so much that I didn't have a appetite, but I was able to overcome the fruit and bread pudding.

Dionne, who was watching Clayo eat, took out his business.

"When are you going to respond to the invitation from Mrs. Tang Pet de Nege? The invitation to a summer party at the Novantes Hotel."

"Should I go..."

Clayo shook his head. Even now, my head is complicated, but I couldn't afford to deal with twins and Celestes.

"Novantes in the summer, there's a whole bunch of hosa and businessmen. Are you out of your mind to send out invitations to the summer party at the Andalin de Nege?"

“…….”

"I told you how not to go to the army. Let's stop shaking it off and get up. If you go to Novantes, you'll feel better. Come with me because one companion can attend the party."

"Is your father there, too?"

"Hello, it's too small for Baron Asher. It specializes in hotels, food, and real estate investment."

Clayo put the fork down. It occurred to me that the depressed brain cells would flash up.

'This... maybe an opportunity. In an area where my father isn't eating, I'll have to kick my back pocket so I can step on my tail late, right?

"And there's also a Trinity auction house in Novantes. In the summer, the vacationers will also participate in the auction, so there will be many fun things to do.”

For the first time in three days, Clayo's eyes returned as usual.

"Was Trinity auction house in Novantes?"

"You're so lacking in common sense. I'm going to make this Dionne a human being."

"I will reply to your invitation. Yes, let's go."

"Oh, I don't know what's going on, but I'm glad I found my strength! I'll go pack up so you can leave as soon as you get back!"

"Wow? (Finally you thought of living like a human being?)

Dionne got up in a hurry.

Clayo, who started his body in a few days, felt his heart beat faster. The room became stuffy and opened the window wide.

It was summer outside. The wind with the smell of thick grass blew vividly. as if to show off the reality of this world

The world in the manuscript is more cruel and generous than the world "Kim Jung-jin" originally knew.

It's thrown away, but it's not naked.

He already knows what will happen here. Even though the large stem of the main character has changed, the detailed setting has not changed much.

That means that Clay himself is like a prophet, unless it is related to Arthur.

What is the good thing about knowing the future?

This means that the company can take an extremely advantageous position in investment.

The long-running "Promise" "Memory" quickly handed over the sentence that had already been read.

"I didn't know about the military service exemption system, but I know the items that will come out at Trinity auction in the summer of 1890.