The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

With a truly enormous task ahead, the desire to escape from reality arose.

It can't happen, but if "Jeongjin" edits the manuscript for the publication of a book, it will definitely be added to the Melchior category of the introduction of the characters.

a man who can do anything for his purpose He wants to be king no matter what sin he commits. That is because it is revenge on him for his fate.]

"I can't believe I'm going to turn my back on the author who's been grudging the mysterious character. It's a hard-core editing after the war, really.’

Isn't it a legend that Jung-jin himself suffers from a series of editor-in-chief hardships that he has often heard in the same industry?

It was incomparable to discard the entire cover taken by the author's frequent drinking or the author's whims.

I can't even retire.’

Where on earth is such an unfair service contract?

I decided to do it, but I thought it would be better if I had more money and more delicious drinks.

Two boys and a girl were sitting together on the watchtower in the North side of the dormitory.

It was Isiel, Arthur, and Clay.

Instead of being narrow, it was a place with an open view. In the back, over the river, over the West Bank, and in the front, overlooking the middle of the forest where the gate of Manemoshine was located.

"This is the hidden attraction, isn't it? Aslan, you've collected a lot of your people."

Arthur, who enhanced his vision with Ether, looked into the middle of the forest with an interesting look.

The area around the gate of Menemosine was unusually crowded.

Clayo, who turned on "Tardiness", was also able to see several members of the Capital Defense Corps, who were dispatched to establish ordinary vigilance, and twice as many members of the Kruel Knights.

The Knights of Kruell were originally those who had no justification to be dispatched.

Aslan pushed in at will, and Melchior condoned the excesses.

"Sullan's always been interested in the 'remembered world'?"”

"That's right. One of the things he was strangely obsessed with was the world he remembered."

"Well, then, isn't that open and you're gonna leave it alone?"

"That's true, but… Since the day of the sale, I feel more anxious because there are no guests at night."

"That's great. I was so focused on the dungeon that I stopped trying to catch you.”

"Oh! But it's annoying! I don't want to see that knights in black band coming and going back and forth.”

"What if you don't want to see it?"

"What if he disappears?"

"Yeah. Pray for me. We might get in the door and disappear."

"The first investigation team that went in three days ago didn't come out, but the number of people used for the door of Manemoshine came back to mind."

"What? Already?"

"We've been recruiting new applicants for the next two days, and Krueel's drivers say they're volunteering."

After turning off "Late", Clayo, who was pouring hot liquor, sprained his hand. The wine flowed out of the tin cup.

"But Ray, you just said 'already'. Did you even predict this 'remembered world'?"

Surprised by the difference from the last manuscript, Arthur quickly noticed the situation.

"Well, I guess so. Do you want to admire how great a partner you've earned?"

Arthur and Isiel looked at Clayo with hazy eyes. Clayo changed the subject by regretting the white noise that he would not be able to get his money back.

"I'm kidding. Why are you so serious? I told you, my prediction is incomplete. I got it wrong this time. I thought the reset cycle of that 'remembered world' would be longer.”

The first 'remembered world' reset cycle described in the last manuscript was three days.

Even considering the difficulty level control, it seemed appropriate even considering the main character who cleared the first dungeon.

The flow of time inside and outside the dungeon is different. Three days inside and a week goes by outside. In reverse calculation, three days outside is only a day inside? Why did you fix the time so short? Did you adjust the difficulty level?’

Arthur asked again.

"That's what your prediction tells you?”

"Yes, that's how it feels like."

Arthur, who was handed over from Clayo's hand the bottle wrapped in a wool pocket, poured a glass of crushed tin.

The aroma of apples in Sid, boiled with spices, spread through the cold autumn air.

"What happened to the articles that went in?"

Isiel, who was drinking his share of rose tea, was told.

"He must be dead."

The cold affirmation was true.

If you were a student at the Royal College of Capital Defense, you would learn at the same time as you enter the school.

Clayo missed all the history classes early in the first semester, so he learned to cram for the examination of the gate of Manemosine.

The contents of the textbook were similar to those of the previous manuscript.

Every 'remembered world' has a 'master clock' that keeps time in the middle of the world.

If the "master clock" fails to stop within the time limit, the clock will go back to square one, and the inside of the dungeon will be reset.

There are dangerous beasts lurking in the dungeon. It couldn't help but be dangerous even if it was defended.

'Well, this dungeon doesn't pay off. Just get dressed, Arthur sold it to some nobleman in the last manuscript. You don't think the main character has to step up to get that's? I'll let you take away Aslan's army."

"Come on, can't you just walk out the door and tell me you're coming in?"

"I don't know what to do with you don't... You're the only one who says that to me."

A man whose life is directly related to the world said something easy again.

Not a little, because he's confident about his skills and has a lot of guts.

Thanks to this, Clayo's anxiety only deepened.

Phew, I can't just tell you about the world's demise.

"And now, Arthur, what's your ether level? Has anything changed in the meantime?”

Clayo himself is able to read the message thanks to "promise," but even an ether respondent who is not able to see the level rise.

"I'm still level five."

"Then really, never, no matter what, you're going to enter the 'remembered world'."

"What else do you know?”

"This is one thing for sure. There's a need for an advancement in there. It should be at least level six. You'd better also take a Mana Stone to use as a shield."

"Then why don't you help me, Ray? Your magic, that incredible spear, it's not worth a damn. Not to mention defensive magic."

At Arthur's babble, Clay opened his eyes in triples.

"Are you kidding me? Why would I go in there?"

"There were rare mana stones and valuable machetes in it with fierce beasts.”

"Don't even dream about it because I don't want to risk my life for compensation. You're not interested in that. Just practice swordsmanship."

"But I want to fight the beasts!"

In fact, Arthur's eyes sparkled, saying that he wanted to compete with Barg.

"Issiel, you hear that? I need you to cooperate with me so that you don't act up."

"Ara is not a frivolous person. Don't talk nonsense."

"Anyway, this dungeon is a place where a shield and a wide-range plane are essential. You don't know Aslan because he's only pushing in a beginner. You've done everything you can to scrape up the torture books, and you're not even a scar!"

"Annoyals?"

"Destroying paper sheets are sometimes found in historical sites. It is said that there are knowledge of the "remembered world" beyond the "Menemoshin's Gate" that our school does not learn. Well, I've never seen it before, so I don't know, but my brother goes around looking for it every day."

Clayo clasped the tin cup tightly to avoid spilling the precious liquor.

'Melkior is not good enough with his own skills, so Aslan is obsessed with dungeons....’

It was a goal-throwing job.

Clearly, it was an act that could not be explained without knowing that the treasures from the "remembered world" lay the way to the throne.

Originally, Arthur should have the cause and the spoils of the dungeon. How can I get them back to the main character?

'No, there's nothing good to do right now. Let's wait for the right time.’

Anyway, the world is supposed to go back for Arthur.

"By the way, is there a common document of torture about the 'remembered world'?" I've never heard of this before.”

"Usually, Aslan wouldn't have to be so impatient. He's got a lot of money and a lot of hands.”

"Hmm."

"It's a secret, and I heard from Heilada that the king's library has a lot of such weird old documents and banned magic books. I don't know the authenticity of the place because only those authorized by the king can enter it."

"Can't you get enough approval for Thalan?”

"My father is out of his mind right now. Then why would my eldest brother do something good for me when the acting king needs to approve it?”

"That's what happens....”

The Book of the King. I've remembered it for now.

It was because the word "paper that was rotting" was so heartbreaking. Clayo, who knew of the existence of the "Palimpsest," was a difficult element to take lightly.

Just thinking about the other two princes of the kingdom makes me sick, but my forehead was pulled with the addition of a suspicious element. Clayo pressed his fingers between his brows.

Sometimes cold water can help. When I cool my head.'

Then he found a drink.

"Huh, did you finish that?"

"I've only been holding one and a half cups since the beginning. I can't give it back."

The shallow chaleng shook the bucket furtively.

"Hey! I originally brought it....”

"Are you trying to take back what you gave you? Hardly."

You can't take away the water bottle with your quickness or power. When I opened the circle, it was all over the place where I hid and watched down, so Arthur went to sleep with Clay, knowing that I wouldn't use magic.

There joined Isiel.

"Yeah. Stop drinking, Clay. You drink too much."

"What kind of alcohol is that?"

"There was a stronger alcohol flavor in the cider. Didn't you mix it? A drink would have warmed up your body. The problem is to stop getting cold in the first place."

Isiel wrapped up Clayo's muffler, which was a little loose. It was a very aggressive touch.

"Are you like me and you who can strengthen your body with ether? I'm a wizard!

Tests that operate ethers inside the body were able to [harden] the body from the beginning to prevent the cold from penetrating the body.

In the case of wizards, they could heat themselves with magic, but things like knights were impossible.

It's the same with haemostasis and healing, and no great wizard could cure his wounds.

In other words, the wizard could not use any technology to act on the ether inside the body.

So knights can only see all the wizards as white-collar workers.

"You're so frustrated for a magician. You couldn't even walk on your own two days ago, and you're putting alcohol in my mouth after you owe someone else's life?”

"That's…."

Now, Isiel was determined to be a weak player who was sick just by the cold wind of Clayo.

First of all, there was a solution to the T-Flume magic problem, and the main cause was Melkyo, and even the "flags" were active, and Clayo's lips were only dry as he could not explain the HP was cut into chunks.

Even though he knew Clayo's frustration, Arthur grinned and participated in the teasing.

"Now Isiel is worried about you. While I was running to school first with the professor, the remaining Isiel even moved you.”

"Yes, so stop drinking the rest."

Isiel grabbed Clayo's glass as hard as he tried to snatch it.

It was that moment.

Flapping-

Between the boys and the girls, the cat landed in a sleek gesture that didn't fit the big body.

"Hey! (Drinking?!)"

Behemoth snooped his head in a cute and graceful gesture that was only seen in front of the wine.

Isiel, though, opened his big eyes bigger. It was rare for her to keep her expression on her face.

"I guess you really like cats.’

Seeing his hands moving, he seemed to want to pet the cat.

She quickly pulled out the glass while her jaw was broken, and Behemoth, who put his front foot on Clayo's arm, licked the edge of the cup he had bought at best.

"Eo Ooong (He knows how to ride Calvados in the heat of Sid, and now you have the basics."”

Soon after drinking all of Clayo's portion, the cat began to flop and hit him to take away the bottle of water containing alcohol.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, I've been to Zia, so give me one more drink."”

Can drinkers communicate with each other even if it's not human?

Arthur poured half the alcohol into a glass on the floor and asked for permission from Clayo, who is believed to be the cat's owner.

"This cat, you're asking for a drink, right? I've just had enough."

"Yes… I can't help but give it to you."

"Miaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Is that what you want me to drink or not?"

Behemoth, who had been running around, became quiet only after he had taken all the remaining liquor. Behemoth, who had drunk enough, felt good and clung to Clayo's knee.

Stroke the hot behemoth, Clay didn't stop calling.

"With the sponsorship of Thyllan, the Knights of Kruehl let the challenge continue, and Arthur, there is only one thing you need to do. Practice."

"I can't believe I hear that from you who always oversleep....”

"I told you, I'm a magician and you're a prosecutor. How can you treat me like that?"

***

Six days after the door to the 'remembered world' opened.

The second team, which was sent in three days ago, also did not return. At dawn, Behemoth informed me that a number indicating the number of people who entered the gate came up again.

Ignoring the suggestion of the Capital Defense Corps Knights to examine the condition instead of entering because the door is still blue, Prince Aslan again organized a third investigation team with members of the Kruell Knights.

Every three days, four knights or soldiers paired entered the door.

After the door was opened, the night of Ahreth fell.

As it turned out earlier in the day, the third team also did not return.

The behemoth hummed as he pressed Clayo's arm while lying down.

"The color of the door is still stable, so the Capital Defense Corps has decided to keep an eye on the development. The second prince is worn out and is about to organize the next search party."

"What's so urgent about him?"

"The Knights of the Kruehl are all eager to make a contribution because the ambitious young men have come to the capital. "Why does Prince II blow so much into the knights when the beasts don't even come out right away."

"So you don't have to go out there for a while, do you?”

"The Capital Defense Corps is ahead of you. The door is still blue, so why should I borrow the power of the children? We don't have to worry about it."

"That's a relief. To be honest, I'm grateful that Aslan is willing to reduce his power."

It's scary to die.

However, it is not something that he can do for knights who train the sword to voluntarily jump into the adventure and die as a result.

Clayo's attitude was consistent.

It's not my business.

Arthur and Isiel had similar reactions. Right now, I didn't know what was inside the door, so it was natural to keep my body safe.

It was a time when he hugged a noble fat lady and dug into the blanket after putting out the fire. I heard an urgent tap on the bedroom window.

'What the hell?

I only knew one guy who would enter a place that wasn't even a door this night.

As if grabbing Clayo's back of the head, who was going to sleep ignoring him, Isiel's small voice crossed the window.

"Get up, Clayo."

"No, Isiel, why are you....”

When he opened the window, Isiel, who came in with a cold wind, explained the situation urgently.

If you want to enter the boys` dormitory after midnight, you have to wake up the teacher. I don't have time for that now."

It was obvious that it was not normal for an FM person, Isiel, to break school rules and climb up the dormitory.

"What's the matter?"

"It looks like Ara will enter the gate of Menemoshin." I need your help!"