The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Whether or not the fight for the fate of the country approached, Mrs. Canton's afternoon tea was delicious.

The taste was amazing, including puff shoes filled with orange-flavored custard, Victorian cake with jam and fresh cream, and even a small cucumber sandwich.

It was simple on the surface, but each one had a good flavor and excellent ingredients. It tasted heavenly when served with a vergamo-flavored tea.

Behemoth also pressed the muzzle on the plate.

Cheap, chap, chap, chop.

"Well, it's delicious."

"Drink tea with me."

The cat snapped at a big piece of cake. In case the cake got stuck in his throat, Clay poured some tea water into the sausage.

The cat's tail, which sat on the table and ate a bite of cake and a bite of tea, was pleasantly gentle.

Clayo's plan to share snacks with the cat and then go up to bed and take a rest was marred by unexpected visitors.

"Ray!"

"I heard you fell down!"

As soon as the servant opened the door to the drawing room, Lippi and Leticia shot in like a gale.

After only four days, the twins made a fuss as if they had seen Clay in months.

"It wasn't a big deal. I went to see a doctor, but I was just out of ether."

"Really?"

"We were all worried."

"That's why I came to visit you with my teacher."

"Issiel and Chelsea wanted to come, but they couldn't because they were working for the school security guard.”

"The door is open! I recruited students to patrol!"

Naturally, the twins on both sides of Clayo chatted around the surrounding from both sides.

"I saw it in the newspaper. You did a great job!"

"What a big hit. It's an exaggerated story."

"And stop being so modest."

"Now the people of the capital know the greatness of Ray's magic!"

Clayo pointed to the middle of the forehead because he had headaches that were not in the children's fuss.

Subsequently, Knight Swain Temple and his escorted Jebedy appeared.

The driver was missing after he disappeared earlier, so he must have gone to call for Jebedy.

Jebedi, who appeared in the royal robes, not in the usual sloppy professor Rob, had a strange energy.

As soon as he saw Clayo, the professor kicked his tongue.

"I came as soon as I heard that you were awake, but this is how it is for four days? Why do you look so blue?"

"It looks like this, but it's okay. I've heard that you've given me a lot of new convenience when I fell down. Thank you."

"That's what happened. Can't you just stand there? I have an obligation to confirm the safety of the student wizard, who was the dean and wizard."

Zebedee dissuaded Clayo from standing up to properly greet him.

"Sit down. Mrs. Canton told me. I don't need to wake up because I think Ether's bones are still not fully recovered."

I didn't want to get up anyway, but when I asked him to sit down, it was Clayo that spread on the sofa.

"Sir Swain, make yourself at home.”

"No!!! I will do my duty to protect the Magician!!!”

The reception room was a loud voice. The knight, who answered loudly, went to the door of the drawing room and stood at attention.

The appearance of the Capital Defense Corps knight wearing a long sword and a revered sword was cool, but it was clear that he did not impress anyone in the drawing room.

"I have two wizards and I'm worried about radish. Well, do whatever you want."

Jebedy, who had been distracted by Swain, flipped Rob and settled down on the sofa opposite Clayo.

Click, click, click.

As Jebedi was about to speak, Mrs. Canton, who received the guest, dragged the trolley in.

New desserts, teapots filled with new cars, and golden teacups tailored to the number of people were packed on the trolley.

The twins twinkled their eyes. The lady pulled the dessert and tea down to the table in a gentle motion. The spacious drawing room was crowded.

Mrs. Canton, who first served Jevedi tea, then served the twins dessert.

"Wow! Ma'am, this orange puff is very delicious."

"How can a Victoria cake be so soft and fragrant?"

"Our Asher is a special recipe. Thank you for coming to visit me. We've prepared enough, so have some more."

The behemoth, whose belly was round, squinted and sat on Clayo's lap.

"Woohoohoong (The reception room is like a marketplace).”

Behemoth's words were true. Clayo was completely absent-minded. In the meantime, Jebbedi, who had a sip of tea without being rude, opened his mouth firmly.

"Clayo, I'll make it short because you don't look too well. I'll tell you about Sanghoon first."

"What do you mean, Sanghoon? It's sudden."

"Suddenly. All the buildings in the area were old, and even a small impact was dangerous. If you hadn't lured Ma-soo there, the elderly and the poorest would have been in great danger."

"I didn't do it with such a deep meaning....”

He seemed to have interpreted Clayo's slowly withdrawal as modesty.

"You really did a great job. Now that fame has spread throughout Lundane, the crown prince's downfall has made a quick decision. I'm going to award you a letter of defense."

"Oh, isn't this a trick to turn your eyes away from security threats by making a hero? You're a good politician.’

Isn't it good news for citizens that there is a door in the middle of the capital that doesn't know what will pop out from behind?

Clayo's answer was unclear, as he was not happy to be used politically and recklessly.

"What good is it to get it?”

"Come on, you stupid bastard."

Whether Jebedy kicked his tongue or not, Clay wasn't a matter of business. I hated the name of the capital defense chief or whatever complicated matters.

It was rather the twins on both sides who were surprised.

"Don't you know that, Ray?”

"The Capital Defense Medal is a medal awarded only to those who contributed to the protection of the capital. It's the third best contribution from the Albion!"

"It's been a hundred years since someone won this medal. Once upon a time, my great-grandfather received it!"

"Now you're going to be Ser Asher?!

Perhaps because they were children of no family, they were twins who were keen on Sanghoon.

"Guys, please be quiet."

"Yes, sir!"

"I'm sorry! Ray said something stupid!"

The babbling twins turned back to dessert and tea.

"Clayo, you don't seem to know anything, so I'll explain. As these children say, if you receive a capital defense, you will first get a position comparable to an article. You can use the title 'Sir.'"

"Yes…."

Clayo's reaction was flat.

What's the point of it' I'm not paying you.’

Jebedi immediately went into practical explanation. Seeing Clayo without enthusiasm, he quickly figured out that he wasn't very interested in honor.

I don't know if he knows the world or if he's immature.’

"Second, you're given a life-long pension with a medal. It's 120,000 dinas a year."

There was a reaction this time. Clayo's eyes, which seemed to hold back a yawn, opened wide.

120 million a year. I don't do anything, so it'll be nice if you give it to me. Indeed, it must be a medal that you don't give because of the amount of pension.’

"The third clause is meaningless, but I'll let you know for now. If invited to a royal banquet or dinner, animals can be accompanied to the palace. It is a tradition that originated from the lion that Leonid I used to play."

Clayo's eyes, which had been wide open, drooped again. Perhaps because it was an old country, there were all sorts of strange provisions.

Only the twins who put the teacups down looked into each other's eyes, and they whispered in a small voice.

"I can take her to the fall dinner."

Lippi pointed her finger at the behemoth.

The cat, which suddenly caught the attention of two girls, pulled up its ears.

"Gungseong's event is a birthday party in summer and a dinner party in winter."

"The food at last year's dinner was wonderful."

"Grilled oysters and sparrows in Sabley."

"Pharma cheese soufflé and grilled dodo birds."

"It was delicious."

"I want to eat again."

After hearing the girls' conversation, Behemoth began to press Clayo's thighs with his front feet. As I looked down, the cat's eyes were shining like stars.

"Wow-wow-wow-wow-yad!" (Did you hear that? You'll have to take the main grave to the dinner party!"

Caught between the twins and the cat and unable to squirm, Clay just breathed a shallow sigh.

And this is the last one. This is not a royal wizard but a suggestion as a teacher. Won't you be my disciple?"

Aren't I already a student of yours?

"I'm not asking you to be one of the students, I'm asking you to be my research student. The disciple who will succeed my statement and formula."

Clayo's head is on red alert red. As an editor of a publishing company that mainly publishes academic books, a sense of dealing with professors for many years was sending a warning.

'What? I'm not asking you to come to graduate school.'

"Such... I'm not good enough to be honored."

"Don't turn it down right now, man, but try to think and answer."

Clayo, who quickly turned on "Memories" of "Promise," looked over whether Jebedi had a student, but there was no such thing as saying or saying.

How he interpreted Clayo's silence became more earnest in his tone.

"It`s not going to be me since I`ve never heard of my students before. But Clay, you have the ability to fully remember the law school, right? So do I. Such qualities are not obtainable by effort. You have to be born with it."

Clayo rolled up his 'promise' left hand. I have a low perspiration on my neck. Somehow I felt like a swindler.

'No, you're a real genius, and in my case, you're a temp….’

"If I were a disciple who would pass everything on to me, I would have to have a full memory of it. I couldn't teach them so far, so I wondered if this was my blessing."

"I've found no disciples by that standard. If it wasn't for me, it wouldn't be for me. Don't look for it!'

Jebedy, who had a complicated mind but had nothing to say outside, suddenly got up.

I am not asking you to give me an answer right away. There are several years left before graduation, so weigh it carefully. He has been on the sick leave for two weeks. Take a good rest and recover your physical strength."

"Thank you for your generous offer. I'll see you in two weeks."

When the professor suddenly stood up, the twins woke up leaving a greeting.

"Yes, Ray, eat a lot and be healthy."

"It's more about running out of energy than running out of ether."

'We're coming—See you in Dadam!'

The sun was quickly setting after everyone had left.

After being exhausted, Clayo left the guests to Mrs. Canton and went straight to bed.

After spending one night and half a day lying down, Clayo opened his eyes to a strange look.

It was a dark midnight.

After barely getting out of the water, Clayo pulled a chair from the bedside and quickly recognized the man sitting there.

Even in the absence of a ray of light, the overwhelming presence could not be confused.

It was Arthur.

If she had visited properly, Mrs. Canton would have woken Clayo first.

Did you crawl into the door again? You little prince. Come on.

"If you go in and out of the window at night like this, it's obvious you're a thief. There's nothing wrong with being stabbed."

Clayo woke up in a hoarse voice. He still had his head on his pillow.

"Are you going to stab me?"

"If you do this again, you can consider it. What's the matter with you tonight?"

"I didn't have time until this night. He was called to the palace, and he did this and that."

As his eyes ripened in the darkness, Arthur's uncharacteristically colorful robes were revealed. There was a blur of gloss on the colon and the band.

It looked just like the red robes of the royal family, the clothes that would be tucked away in the corner of Clayo's closet.

"If you're busy, go see your own business. Come here for nothing."

"I came here to see if I was alive or dead because I never came back to school."

"If you were dead, the news would have been in the obituary."

"Yes, I read the newspaper. The masterpiece that killed the beast, that was the magic that turned the sponsorship upside down."

"Well."

"I heard you barely woke up today. Are you still sick?"

"It didn't hurt. I'm just tired. It would have been better if you hadn't woken me up."

"Hey, don't be so hard on me, have a drink. The governess and the maid won't let you drink at home."

Where did he put it in his sleek robes, Arthur took out the flask and pushed it in.

Clayo, who was still half lying down and receiving the flask, frowned at the disgusting smell of cheap jeans.

I was going to make you drink this, but Arthur looked strangely down and tasted just one sip. It was because he seemed to bring out the main subject only when he was drunk.

'Uh, that's awful. I'm getting a throbbing. I don't want to waste my drink.'

Arthur, who received the flask returned by Clayo, leaned his neck down and drank.

'What the hell's wrong with him.

Clayo, who was waiting for Arthur to take out his business, couldn't help but yawn.

Arthur, who emptied the half-filled flask carefully, barely opened his mouth again.

"…why are you trying to handle everything all by yourself?"

"You can handle it? What?

"Ray, you knew there was going to be an attack. There's no reason to be in the O'Reillys area."

While yawning, Clayo thought his jaw was falling out.

What a crazy thing to do!

No! That's! Looking at my land...!’

Nevertheless, he is reluctant to disclose his property list to Arthur right now.

He was already a prince with money to run. It was a fact that even Jeongjin, who lived without money, knew well that he wanted to lose money if he boasted money in front of others.

"That's a coincidence."

"By chance... why do you always try to hide your qualities or your noble sacrifices? You think that's gonna put you in danger?”

When the world's most distant interpretation of what he had done popped out of his mouth, Clayo screamed inside.

'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Only the Buddha can be seen in the eyes of the Buddha and the pig can be seen in the eyes of the pig, but only because of the flower bed in the head.’

"Kogyeol... Hey, go if you're going to talk shit. I'm going to bed."

"Not cold."

Arthur, who put down the flask, changed his posture and sat down. The sword at the waist made a rattling noise.

At that moment, there was a faint sense of incompatibility.

Reflecting on, Clayo frowned and turned on "Tardiness."

Beyond the familiar dizziness caused by being late, there was a strong fishy smell.

It was the smell of iron and blood.