The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Clap, clack.

It was a hot bath that I had longed for in the dungeon.

It took a week for me to recover enough to take a bath, but if I go to Seoul, it's all right.

"Oh, it's cool....”

Clayo also poured fresh water on Behemoth's back, which was sitting in a bathtub and clapping its front feet.

Behemoth was not like a cat in many ways, but it was true that it was considered more strange to like a bath than to be able to drink.

"What's so cool about the water when it's so hot?"

"It's cool to be hotness is cool. You don't know because you're a cat."

"You've been out of your mind for too long."

"Exaggerating with just a week."

"What the hell! While the grave is sleeping, you enter the gates of Manemoshin without fear, and you can't stand up when you're out of your skin!"

"Well... I didn't mean to....”

"Hey, don't make excuses."

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The behemoth with its back turned splashed water with its hind feet. The leg was so strong that it was a very water canon.

"Ugh."

My nose was blackened by the sudden drinking of water. Clay held on to both sides of the bathtub and pulled himself up.

"Promise" was still shining smoothly on the left index finger, which had been wrinkled by a long bath.

However, the name of the item revealed by the message was not the same as before.

As soon as the cumulative rate of intervention was confirmed to be 23.1%, the name came up correctly as if the seal had been released.

[Your Item: 'Promise of Clio']

Clio.

I couldn't help but know the name.

"Clio is a muse of history. Clayo is just a Greek pronunciation that reads Clio and has the meaning of fame... It's a name-tailored item, so should I say it's sincere or not?’

By now, I know for sure that manifesto is a world with tremendous power.

In this world, Clayo was regretful for about a second, saying that he named the great greedy tomb the devil Behemoth without fear.

In any case, it was highly likely that the name of the muse was attached to the "attraction" or "Palimpsest" since the empty space revealed in "Promise" was Clio.

Terpsichore's Lira has already appeared. Then there's probably the answer to the rest of the seven muse names except for the two until Cleo.

'But, so?'

Knowing is power, but even if you find out the name that has been hidden so far, no secrets of the worldview have been revealed.

Rather, it faced a bigger mystery.

With "Remember," I turned the manuscript over and over again, which is now almost memorized, and I no longer saw a sentence that could be a clue.

'The holy things come from this world. These abilities, named after the muse, come from outside the story. So no matter how hard I search through the contents of the manuscript, I won't get an answer.’

Scatter the scroll in the heart of the scene and Clay thinks.

Doubt now has a definite form.

What if your reading is not a faithful depiction of this world, and the perspective is also not holistic?

It seemed to be a hypothesis that could explain the state of the world, where the missing description of the muse or parts that were never mentioned in the book were completely made.

"But that assumption is consistent only when you ignore the fact that this is the world in fiction written by the author. It's only possible when you describe the world in writing.’

Questions arose one after another, shaking the premise that I thought was natural.

What the hell does this world look like? Didn't you judge the incident that brought you to this world too easily as a novel?

The notion that the manuscript is a world itself quickly accepted. I grew up escaping that reality.

There was a lot of evidence that this place was the world in the manuscript.

"Melkior knows the manuscript is being rewritten. I'm sure you've even taken a look at me with that.’

So how can the real world be rewritten and rewritten?

The same is true of Editorial Authority.

If this is a completely independent construction, not a world of fiction, how can we turn back what happened against time with a few corrective symbols?

'More than anything, you have him!’

There was definitely someone who sent an e-mail to bring Jeongjin into the world and created an archbishop who resembled Minsan.

"But if the self-proclaimed Clio is the author, it's completely cold. Does a muse of history write a cardboard box and kidnap people on the Dongjak Bridge? to one's heart’

Whether it's a warrior or something, if you dig into the part where you put the image of Min-san into it, you might be able to find out a clue about the author.

I can only guess, and the purpose of the author is also unknown so far.

"I'd like to meet the Archbishop of Italy. Even when I talked to Jebedi, the archbishop was in bad shape all the time.'

I heard that the Archbishop of Eastoria is over a hundred years old. Although the appearance is still young due to the influence of the divine power, I understand that the appearance of the person is still troubled.

That's all I could guess about. The information was still far from sufficient information.

After a long sigh, Clayo poured hot water on his face.

Instead of thinking about the problem that I couldn't get an answer right away, I reached out to the back shelf of the bathtub and opened a weekly magazine.

This week's magazines were all over Arthur's story.

The 17-year-old prince, who broke out of "The Memory of the World," slowly began to stimulate public curiosity.

Even though he is young, he has an ether level of 5 and his appearance reminds him of Leonid I, so he has to draw attention.

Clayo slopped through the page with the pen.

'What? Unlike when I was in the press, you looked like an illustration and did a better job.’

Arthur, who stood tall with a sword and showed his slanted side face, was the main character of chivalry literature.

'In reality, I rarely look this serious.’

It is not uncommon for a powerful prosecutor to be a powerful prosecutor, but the powerful "prince" was also a rare presence in the royal family's millennium history.

The people of the Kingdom of Albion, founded by King Conquest, believed in the myth of the king, who still held the sword nine centuries after his foundation.

It is an old worship.

The king of knights with halo-like hair and sea-like eyes in the west.

"Sullan is also a high-level prosecutor, but what he does and happens is so grim that his popular appeal is weak.’

Aslan doesn't know what he might think, but black hair and black eyes were not the only problems. His eyes, twisted by cold temperament and dark enthusiasm, have ruined his impression.

"I'm not even 30 years old, but there's no answer because my dirty temper is showing on my face. You're the type that no one would like if you knew it personally.’

Of course, there are concrete supporters. He was a pro-Queen, including Count Ramsdale and Duke of Krüll.

Among them, the Duke of Krüll, who commanded the Southeastern garrison and also had a knighthood, was one of the most powerful nobles in Albion.

The Duchy of Krüll was a territory on the border with Brunnen, and until more than 100 years ago, it belonged to the Brunnen monarchy.

He learned in history that the victory of Absalom made it part of the Albion into the Klotto River basin and was subjugated to the Rignan royal family in the form of surrender.

That's why Kruel supports Aslan, who was born when Bruneen's princess married King Albion.

'For the people of Albion, they're an uncomfortable royal family.'

Clayo, who skimmed through the articles about Arthur, covered a magazine dampened by steam.

'Oh!?'

What caught my eye then was the advertisement on the back of the magazine.

On top of the nice building depicted in delicate copperplate prints, the phrase 'Dnejuest Hotel' was beautifully written.

When I read the small letters at the bottom, it was an advertisement that showed the completeness of the De Negeuest Hotel in advance. The progress of the construction seemed to be quite rapid.

"I think I've heard that you can climb up a building faster than usual if you use magic. I should go see this place, too.’

Clay had grabbed a behemoth shaking water in the living room and wrapped it in a towel.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! (Don't rub the silky hairs of the main grave upside down!)

The clothes I had just changed were wet again because I was trying to catch the cat escaping. A clear voice overlapped over the mess.

"I can't get up on my back.Donnie, what's the big deal, young man!"

"It's Lady Dion."

"I'll wipe the behemoth for you, so wear socks and a sweater. Come on, what are you doing with your lips turning blue!"

Under the influence of Dionne's power, it was Clayo who did as I was told.

When I came out again, the dormitory living room, which had just been cool, was warmed by the warmth of the stove, and there was a warm car on the table.

Dionne, dressed in a light purple outcoat with pearl buttons, was busy wearing behemoths, regardless of the crumpled hem of her skirt was wrinkled.

"Our nail looks better after taking a bath!"

"We have eyes to see."”

Dionne, who was wiping the water off Behemoth's hair, examined Clayo's image.

The eyebrows gradually rose as if they were not in a good shape.

"What's with your complexion? It's not advertising that you're dead and alive. I was wondering if I looked like a human being these days.”

"Lady Dionne....”

I couldn't even say, "You're talking too much."

"Suddenly ragged out of the door, the Capital Defense didn't even let me in for a test. Do you know how much I've been worried about?"

In fact, Clay was asleep for three days after he left the door. While he was out of his mind, Arthur and Isiel took the initiative.

When I woke up, I didn't feel the problem because it was already a bedroom in the dormitory. I heard you contacted the mansion in the meantime, but I didn't expect Dion to be so worried.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

"If you know how to say sorry, don't get into trouble from the beginning."

The horse was rough, but Dionne had a beautiful eye for worry. It was a terrible thing to make a noise, so Clay was left in a seat.

It was so strange for someone to be concerned about him that I didn't know how to deal with it.

'If you're going to blame me for entering the 'remembered world,' then you'll all know later, but there was a situation I couldn't avoid.'

Patting Behemoth's head, Dionne sat gracefully in a chair. After that, it was only a slight lift of the tea cup in front of her, and it was reported that her mood was low.

Clayo's words grew faster and faster.

"It wasn't just a loss. I got the Mana Stone Pumpkin and Rose Quartz. There's also a harness....”

"You don't have to go around me. You didn't enter the 'Memory World' because of mana stone or harness. It's because of Prince Arthur. What surprised me was that I was already at odds with Aslan. Baroness Asher Jun was also very worried.”

Dionne took the sealed letter out of her purse, with a clear look on her face while emptying the teacup.

Seeing that the postmark was not printed, it was like a letter delivered by a person, not by mail.

"My father sent it. Read it."

It was clear that he left it to Dione in case the information was leaked by mail. Clay opened the envelope.

It's a disgrace to be openly at odds.

Consider it over and over before implementation.

Take care of yourself.

Gideon Asher]

As always, it was a stark and short message. Dionne continued slowly as if she had guessed the contents of the letter without looking at it.

"Now everyone knows that you chose Arthur. Your father must be in trouble."

"He's a capable man, so he'll behave himself.

"Ray, Baron Asher is worried about you, not about his own safety. Prince Aslan said he needed to know what Clayo Asher was doing. The movement was caught by Asher's investigation department.”

"Well, now, my magic is in order to keep one body."

"What a fool. Do you think magic will solve everything in the world? It's impossible even if you spread the fire and put the window down.”

Dionne, who put the teacup down, turned on the mat and pointed at the paper box between the sleeping behemoth and the table. I didn't know when I brought it.

"What is that?"

"Invitation letters to the house, greeting cards, and suggest meetings. I've only brought the ones that are worth sorting out and responding to. As I came up earlier, I heard that you didn't say anything because you were sick, but the mail has arrived at the dormitory several times as large.”

"What's going on? I didn't see anything in the paper this time, so I thought it was quiet about me.”

"No way. The social world is already going crazy that the hero of the capital city has gone to the remembered world. Prince Ha-ha made his own efforts so that only the media wouldn't make a big noise.”

"…why would he do that? I should at least thank you."

"Of course, there is nothing to thank the Prince of Wales. Because of him, Aslan has come to regard you as a three-star person. They want to know which camp Melchior or Arthur is, or if the first and third princes have some kind of secret agreement."