The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

In a few hours.

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Clay and Arthur, still clear, moved into the garden.

Clayo, who was still in bed, was frowning and staring at Arthur's back of the head.

Even the righteous one is quite dark inside.’

It was unexpected that he had already made soldiers and united all his forces. Maybe it wasn't a coincidence from the first meeting at a restaurant.

Of course, it was highly likely that the "mother's prophecy" was the author's arrangement to insert a wizard into Arthur's party.

Or it's an emergency setting to give the main character, who already knew the story before and after, the probability of not hurting internal consistency.

Either way, Arthur's childhood is a mess the more he hears of the world.

"My mother was assassinated, I was hallucinated, and my brother threatened to kill me, so I think I have a clean personality for a big thing. Aslan and Melchior are also far apart from the last manuscript, so that's probably true for Arthur.’

This is due to the author who revised the manuscript to the limit without being able to handle it.

'There are times when you have to take your hands off any kind of manuscript. I missed the right time.’

But the story has already reached 2chapters.

Whether the main character was twisted or had a violent personality in his stomach, Clay was not a problem.

His role is to help Arthur become king, not to judge his humanity.

"You just have to bring the crown, black or white."

At this point, the Clayo-Asherian Blackmythology put together all the thoughts of Arthur.

The couple went out on a garden promenade to find a greenhouse.

The spacious garden was a beautiful and bizarre place.

On both sides of the road, flowers of different seasons bloomed at once. Sometimes wooden benches and steel arches were broken.

"It must be a garden shaped like a man-made garden, but it's strange that every piece of sculpture and property has been destroyed and there's no human being."

Arthur seemed to feel a sense of hypocrisy in the space itself, perhaps because it was a keen prosecutor.

"So it's a 'remembered space'."

Clayo was also suffering from a trial. It was an unexpected space, and I felt a strange familiarity.

The night still lingered, but the fog cleared a little and the view widened. Far beyond the purple mist, an oriental wooden tower was seen.

It's decorative, it's a garden, it's all Western, it's all out of the blue. Clayo, who thought it was, had no choice but to stop walking.

'This…!'

Clayo, who was looking at the tower with "Late," soon found out what it was.

The 10-story pagoda is red under the eaves and piled up with trees.

The "Promise" of "Promise" worked tight and well. I clearly remembered the manuscript I saw at the end of last year.

Professor Kim Young-hwan, who had been an exchange professor at King's College, was crazy about the British garden and made a fuss about publishing a garden travel book.

I saw that 10-story pagoda in the manuscript paper, which was considered to eat mustard in the wind.

Once recognized for similarities, the river that was circling the huge garden and the landscape of the garden naturally fit in at once.

'Here, it's the Q Garden just by looking at the cancer...!’

Royal Botanical Gardens, England. That's why Dungeon's name seemed to be 'Queen's Garden'.

"Wow, can I write so casually?"

It was an old-fashioned fantasy. It adheres to sentences, and the composition was not bad.

I was even revising the manuscript nine times, so I thought he was the author of writing with great care, and he ate the background settings every day.

"These days, there are a lot of things that take off settings from fantasy anywhere and fit them in with fusion, but the author of the book sent me an e-mail as if he was trying to write a world masterpiece.’

When I first looked at the manuscript, I focused on the details, but I didn't pay much attention to the details and proper nouns.

Once I thought about it, I had a series of questions.

'From the author's nickname. Moussa is the original name of the muse.’

"Memory" of "Promise" gave Clay a better memory than his teenage years. As a result, I remembered a series of passages from Greek mythology that I read in class literature when I was young.

"The lost goddess's name was Manemoshine, and her nine daughters were muse. Named after the holy relics, Terpsicore is a muse of droughts and choruses, and Lira appears in her drawings. There's a muse in this world.’

Manemoshine is not a high-ranking god in mythology, but it was strange that he was worshipped like the Lord in this world.

However, the main gods of Zeus and Poseidon are not mentioned until the end of the first part, which is not really a Greek myth-based fantasy.

"If we were going to set up a Greek something, the city should have been called Athena, not Rundane.’

Clay thought.

'You've just made it up without any real setup.'

In addition to the manuscript, Jeong-jin himself was involved in a great fuss, but the setting based on the story was roughly mixed and crushed.

"I'm not asking you to write Silmarion, but shouldn't it be a better background if you want to change people's lives?".’

There are endless numbers of writers who have been suffering from the plaintiffs, but there was no good sound from the point of being caught in an article that they didn't write.

Of course, it was awkward for only the author to say something because Jung-jin himself is not a great editor to turn a masterpiece into a masterpiece.

He was only a common salaryman, far from those who had a mission to discover, encourage, and publish famous books.

"It's up to someone who's more motivated than me to devote his life to organizing the story." Hmm.'

Of course, 'Jeongjin' had only one virtue that the editor should have.

Not loving the manuscript too much.

'My heart is cold because I can't not love you. Editing is a continuation of life and death.’

Walking in all sorts of thoughts, trees without leaves cast shadows on both sides of the road.

It was then.

Fluttering.

One leaf, tender cherry blossoms, brushed the tip of Clayo's nose.

A thin wound was drawn on the spot where the flowers had passed, as if they had been cut by a razor.

After stroking the tip of his nose, Clay found red blood on his thumb.

The unfinished "Late" read the disturbing buzz of the air. Arthur also stopped and drew the sword.

a pain relief patch

The winter trees planted on both sides of the road sprang up in unison. The black branches lit up a bunch of cherry blossoms.

Lightly fluttering leaves of cherry blossoms began to swell. The wave of flower leaves that rose above the night attracted strangely attention.

At the same time, the internal message of the dungeon came to mind.

[Cherry Blossom Pyunhaeng]

—classification: the number of deaths

—Level: 5]

It was the day of death.

Arthur also boosted his spirits as if he had seen the message.

Chae Kang!

All of a sudden!

The sharp blackness could not drive out all the jaldijan petals.

"Ugh."

Arthur forgot to strengthen himself, and Clay missed the timing to put up the shield.

The exposed skin of the two boys was quickly covered with shallow and elongated wounds.

Clayo, who activated the shield one step later, grabbed Arthur's collar and pulled him into the circle. The circle is 3 meters in diameter and is tightly wrapped around the ether.

Within seconds of the petals flying, their clothes were tattered with blood.

Shoot me.

Outside the shield, the raised petals caused a white whirlpool.

At first glance, it is a beautiful sight, but if you stayed in the middle of it, your whole body would have been destroyed.

The convenience of cherry blossoms was also a cluster. The only leafy object had to be extinguished.

"Oh, did you find the leafy tree?”

"It's like a tree at the end of the road to the right."

Clayo, who turned on "Tardiness," saw a tree with a light greenish color.

The streets of the breathtakingly swollen flower's razor-blazer seemed to be hundreds of meters long.

'But this... It's too big. Besides, why is the level so high? It was supposed to be level three.’

Clayo, who couldn't show off because he was afraid of giving Arthur distrust, felt a cold sweat running down his back.

Originally, the manuscript was just scattering... He's about level five. He's a killer.’

Even though it was only a matter of seconds, the white and pinkish clumps covered the entire view.

If he had grown up, he would have done it, but Clayo, who is level 4, has a diameter of only 20 meters.

'It's too far to Bosmob. I won't be able to get into the circle until level 7 wizard.’

It was impossible to move while the magical barrier was activated, so a mana stone had to be used to create a movable shield.

Clayo squeezed a piece of Barg's cloud in his pocket.

"In the previous manuscript, Jebedi engraved the magic formula of [defence] on this cloud hat, and Isiel imbued the ether to make a temporary shield."’

There are two ways to use mana stone outside the circle.

First, engrave a single magic box on the Mana Stone to create the appropriate magic. It is weak, but it is possible to reuse mana stone.

Second, if you use the Mana Stones themselves as a medium, you can invoke a powerful composite magic formula, but the Mana Stones are destroyed.

'Last time, I used the second method. But it's only half the efficiency of putting it in and then injecting it into the ether. I can have the same effect as the last manuscript if I have a wool that I use myself.’

I don't want to waste all of Barg's wool that I fought hard, but Clayo rolled his head because he couldn't kill the main character.

Plum pat-tumming-tum-tum-tum!

Plump, thud!

Even during the process of thinking, gold sparkled out of the shield. The petals hit the wall and made the sound of rain pouring down.

Arthur, who alternately looked at himself and Clayo, rubbed his chin and admired it.

"This is no joke."

"Dungeons are dungeons. What a joke!"

"Now I feel like I've got something in earnest."

"Cruel knights aren't dead for nothing.”

"It's a good thing I'm here in defense. Will Isiel and Rachel be all right?"

"I got the guntle, so I'll be fine.”

It was the wisdom of Jebedi.

If it weren't for defensive harnesses, it would have been ground meat.’

You don't know where and how much the setting will change. Clayo was determined to hold onto his mental line from now on.

The ever-increasing storm of flowers has been pressing as if to break a shield.

Even the memories of the cherry blossoms flying, which I had seen in Jinhae, seemed to be added to my fears.

Arthur, who was looking outside the shield with a nonchalant look, said.

"My [hardening] is not enough, and the sword alone is no match."

"Yes, no."

"Then what did you decide before you came in?"

"Yes, I'll make you a shield, and you go take care of your head."

"We're gonna be bloodshed if we break the shield. It's hard to go back. How are you going to make it?”

"Magic double rash."

a magical double rash

Reloading a completely separate magic lunch while a magic formula is in effect.

"I don't think that's a four-level thing..”

"Don't worry, it'll work."

Arthur's eyes glistened unbecomingly when he heard Clayo's blunt answer.

I was looking forward to seeing a new magic. In any case, he didn't know any tension.

"Wow! I've only heard of it!"

Magic double rash was a technique published at the end of the second volume of the book. The principle was not difficult. It was a technology that can be used from level 4 in theory.

In reality, however, there were many wizards with six levels or higher. The reason was that the amount of ether that had to be consumed at once was so huge.

The double rash consumed three times as much ether as the usual magic use of magic.

Of course, it was an unobstructed disorder for Clayo.

During a firm relapse of the outside defense against the petals, Clay prepared for a double rash.

Clay put a Varg's wool on his hand, and he remembered a palm-sized defense and strengthening of the tabloid as if he could put a lid on it.

The Mana Stone easily adapted to the new magic ceremony and began to glow with gold.

'This isn't going to be a casual statement.’

After a shallow sigh, Clayo eventually took out the truth that he had thought about before but had not used it.

"This is my rock, my shield, my horn of salvation, my high tower, my refuge!]1)”

The only book that was brought into the training center was "Good Ideas" and "The Bible," which made it possible to write.

And the training camp is the closest place that a person can go to.

The problem was that he volunteered for the Navy at his mother's request, which he did not know about. The naval training camp was especially painful for the water-shy "Jeongjin."

"It's something you have to look back at the dark ages of your life every time you use the truth.’

Regardless of Clayo's mood, the second magic, triggered by a powerful statement, spins quickly and shines.

The magic ceremony soon widened and grew to hide one's body. A transparent shield with the gloss of the mother-of-pearl appeared.

Even Arthur, who rarely distracts himself, was blinded by the wool shield instead of the fragments of the petals hitting the outer wall.

"Double rash… you said you could, but you really did it."

"Stop talking nonsense. Take this and get rid of the boss. The duration is five minutes, so if you're confused, try flying the clock in the 'remembered space'."

"I'll take your orders."

Arthur, who held the shield, escaped Clayo's circle without hesitation. Fragments of small flowers shot themselves into the raging storm.

As soon as he got out of the circle, a brilliant golden light swung from the shield and the cloud cap completely faded.

Tutatatatatak!

Two-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!

Fragments and shields struck and made a tremendous noise. Arthur was not pushed back at all and went straight for the target boss mob.

It was a great ether, a great feat.

You're good. You're good. The name of the main character is not a waste.’

Clao, with his arms crossed, drooped his shoulders under the shield, which now made a noise like stir-frying male beans.

I succeeded in double-sharp magic, which I only saw in theory, but I was not very happy.

Clayo's position on magic has always been consistent.

If I can't, I won't.

Whether the author wants to put a wizard in Arthur's party or not, Arthur of the last manuscript won the throne without a wizard.

Because the story right about naedollyeo to excess labor of more than main character role beyond even the air bag is not to death and did not dream of to do.

'Whoa, Prince Maker's live-action version isn't easy. I can't even nurture myself, but if I'm left behind, it's a game over.'

1)King James Bible, 2 Samuel, 편역.