The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

When Clayo returned to Asher's mansion exhausted, it was time for the dawn to brighten up the sky.

"Wow, really. There were a lot of elderly people. Everyone's out of energy. I'm not a 20-year-old college freshman, and if I were in Seoul, I'd drink, dance and play until I get to the first train... That's the upper class swag. I guess my ancestors are elderly. I can't do it even if you ask me to.’

Clayo, who threw his dinner jacket, waistcoat, tie and bracelets all on the floor as if he were taking them off as snakes, finally buried his shoes and socks in bed.

Fluffy!

"Ugh."

The behemoth dived over such clay and jumped in.

Drought hairs were all over the white sheet. After drinking a few more punches and champagne all night, he looked drunk, too.

Clayo, who was laid down by Behemoth, who showed his belly and talked softly under the cat's chin.

"I can't, I can't. I can't."

"What is it?"

"I ate a lot of delicious food today. What?"

"Yes, the royal dinner party was not named. I'm very satisfied with the way I see it."

Behemoth, who was talkative, had a great tongue after Lobster's pronunciation.The smell of lemon and butter stuck on the plate was unbelievably good.The older sister chattered her tail flapped.

"Good to hear that, Young-myo teacher. Then please answer me even if you think of morality. Melchior, what the hell is this guy?"

The behemoth, which had been united in a strange posture, yawned repeatedly. I returned an insincere answer.

"What do you mean what you're like, a human being. The ether level is normal, but it's explosive enough to be sensitized, and there are two kinds of weird sexual scars."

"Yes, our nail can identify the original type of scar. Then can you tell me the limitations of sexual scars?”

"Ethem, the main grave is a great tomb. Of course, the catwalk fascination is a passive skill, but the liver's rescue was tied up."

"… hey, meow…What's the charm of Is that the name Skill really?”

'□□□ thought another muse's name would be hidden, but meow...Are you tired and your ears are gone?

Clay, who was in agony, hit the behemoth with his tail.

"Meow meow!"

"Teacher, can't you please speak in a trivial human language, not in the higher language of a cat?"”

"I'm saying it in human language! Why can't you understand?"

When Clay didn't quite understand what he was saying, Behemoth grew louder and louder.

It was a strange thing.

After several times, Clayo could not hear the name of the muse that modifies "attraction."

I asked if I could write it in writing, but the text that Behemot drew with his front foot was not deciphered to Clayo. It just looked like a cat's paw.

A cat with a short temper and a man with no energy were fighting at night.

Clayo's promise in the dark room flashed suddenly. It looked like a sort of alarm.

[Your Item: CLIO's Promise

- Due to insufficient narrative intervention, all functions of Understanding are not available.

Missing words can only be fully understood if the necessary and sufficient value of the narrative intervention diagram is obtained.]

"Oh, of all people, come on! Even his narrative intervention!

After a long sigh, Clay was just completely spread out on the bed.

He couldn't overcome his temper and fell on clay, even scratching the pillowcase of Amen pillowcase.

'…yes, it can't be that easy.' It's this bad even if the narrative intervention rate is over 30%, but I wouldn't have gotten anything if I had asked nail before.’

Frustrated to be angry because he was so tired, Clay soon calmed down and gently scratched Behemoth's brow.

"You can't hear what you can't hear anyway, so let's move on. So what does it mean to be tied to the liver's rescue?"

"Most unique skills do not have an infinite number of activations. It had already been used up, requiring certain conditions to be met. The conditions are not even known."

Clayo's own prediction seems to have been right.

The prince might have been preparing for the limitations of his skills because he somehow thought he was living too hard with such a terrible skill.

"Teacher nail is great. Isn't there anything more unusual about that great insight?”

What do you mean, "unusual"?”

"Melkior is not really a human being, it's a different dimension, or it's an accident."

"You don't drink and why are you talking nonsense? The prince is a human being. It's the only human being that has a king and a crown prince."

"Human. Like me? Like Arthur, or like Chel or Isiel?

The Ice Rink, the world's safety and deeply involved, the general character.

All three kinds of people would be human, but Clayo's mind was not that.

"What the hell is the point of your question? Humans are human."

"I don't know if I'm here, or I've been protected by the daughters of the goddess of Manemos....”

"God doesn't use his power that way."

"Then how do you do it?"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Whoo! Whoooh! Whooooooooooooooh!

Clayo's heart was not good, because the wicked voice of Behemoth, which had always been clear, was only heard as beasts.

In addition, as the cat's sermon continued, the promise message overlapped.

Not only did he dazzle because of the light, but his promised fingers began to prick as if he had static electricity.

Eventually, a golden spark popped out. Clay was reflexively removed from Behemoth's body.

[Your Item: CLIO's Promise

-Function usage restricted due to lack of narrative intervention.]

The ring trembled with sobbing.

After having this, it was the first abnormal reaction I saw.

Rather, Clay felt that he should dig further into this point.

"Let's stop talking about Shin. So there's nothing strange about the prince? Like I've been a different person since I drowned?"

"No. He was born of his body and his soul, and he is now. Why do you think you can't win the fight, so you want to treat me like I'm not a human being? Rinsing, too timid."

"I can't say no... Well, Behemoth, you don't have much. The eyes of the truth are the power before the world was divided into nine, and there's nothing I can tell you."

"You! You're the one who can't understand what I'm saying. How can you blame this young man!"

Pah-pah-ang!

Clayo, who was hit with thick front paws, buried his head deep in his pillow.

"Ugh!"

"Don't talk white. Go to sleep!"

Behemoth, who rolled down Clayo's side and rounded up his huge body, soon fell asleep snoring.

Clayo also closed his eyes, but he couldn't fall asleep because he was too tired to wake up.

At first, Lee Jisung, who thought it was a fantasy world, reveals his new presence under Clayo's eyelids.

a dinner hall

Chell picks up the champagne coupe and smells the new Rio Gwyneth Blanc de Blanc with the behemoth.

Chell proudly told me that it is a special product made only from Glycini grapes, which is less sweet and has a strong aroma.

Blanc de Blanc, a champagne made from only chardonnay grapes without blending, was a product of the 20th century that allowed the grape crop to stabilize.

In the Kingdom of Albion, wine made only from the Glycini variety of grapes was called Blanc de Blanc.

'And the Glycine grapes tasted almost the same as the Chardonnay. Mucatel is Pino Mönier... Champagne here is not sweet for 19th century tastes. It's the taste of the 20th century I knew. It's only 1891 now.'

That's how it was.

It is constantly similar to the original world, but it is infinitely different.

'This is a strange world.’

When I close my eyes, I think of songs that ring the royal hall, foreign words, people's murmurs, twins' laughter, Arthur's silly jokes, Melchior's voice, and Aslan's tense appearance.

The idea soon extends beyond the royal castle, across rivers, beyond schools, into plains and mountain ranges that move away behind the windows of trains, the east and west coasts.

the Kingdom of Albion in the Dernier Continent

An epidemic of black-killing potatoes did not sweeps the continent. Industrialized farmland produced a rich amount of products, and while records remained, the food crop across the continent was always very good.

In a world where no generation has experienced a famine, even very poor people did not starve to death on the streets or freeze to death in the abbey.

"Without penicillin and blood transfusions, people live quite a long time, and they don't die or become crippled easily. There's healing magic....’

Even the horror politics of Carolinger's dictator Big Two Morro did not create a death wave on the same scale as the Great Revolution that "Jeongjin" knew.

'I'm such a great modern man... Melchior and Aslan are a little awkward with Hitler and Stalin. Even those two princes can't slaughter or purge millions.’

The fundamental difference between the world where "Jeongjin" was born and the two worlds that were reborn as "clayos" stems from the existence of magic.

The civilization that laid the foundation for industrialization with ether instead of coal was so heterogeneous. Although industries have developed, rivers are clean and air is still transparent.

Trade here did not start with knives and bible, and people in the world did not trade humans with different skin colors as products.

The New World has never been discovered, and the countries of the Meredith Continent, located south of the Dernier Continent, were also equal trading partners.

"Even though the ways of using weapons and magic activation are different, it seems that the ethers themselves are born at a similar rate around the world. That fills the technology gap between countries.'

This was a world that seemed to complement the sins that mankind had committed.

Knights and wizards may dominate the world with violence, but a world that is tightly bound by human laws and conventions, or the glory of honor and duty.

"In the real world, man was a modern man who had killed enough of his own people without the need for great power like Ether."

In some ways, it was as friendly as the world in a fairy tale, and it was a world with a small amount of pain that the entire human race had to go through.

Jeongjin looks at the author's shadow under the structure.

Just as writers who went through the Great War wrote fantasies and the remnants of their lives hung on their works, the world felt as if the author who had survived the century of violence was under an order created by deliberately excluding certain elements.

'Sometimes the author's intentions are more eloquent than the part where the unused parts are written.'

It was hard to think that the person who made this utopian plan was his age.

Is it a professor if it's not a motive? But none of the professors were old enough to participate in World War II or the Korean War.’

Speculation about the author gradually sank into a deep mystery. Even before looking back on the new hypothesis, an avalanche of water had hit Clayo.

Finally, the long night was over.

It was January 1, 1891.

***

After the dinner party, the New Year's party continued.

Clayo, who attended a banquet by the Water Merchant Association and a charity banquet hosted by the Capital Defense Corps, also struggled to imitate a young unemployed man.

Despite Dionne's struggles, Clayo's dancing skills have only improved a little, and of course he has been suffering from her nagging and nagging all along.

Clay had made up his mind that he would never go to the ball again.

Of course, there was a result of hard work.

No, I would have been devastated if I had tried that hard and didn't make no progress.

"The Duke of Kruell didn't actually support Aslan himself, but he knew he was a strong supporter of his queen. It's surprisingly awkward between them.’

It was an excellent choice to attend the New Year's party of the Water and Commercial Association. It was a merchant association, a kind of business association, with a history of 500 years.

"The most up-to-date information is the law of eternal life where money goes."

Originally, if there was a stock market in Yeouido in the world, there was a short newsletter circulating among industrialists in the Beatus Autonomous Region in the West Bank, where the stock exchange is located.

Clayo raked up all the information in the ballroom using "Lateness."

"Last year at the end of the opera season, when Aslan was cleared of military training or whatever, coincidentally, Zuleika also went to the lake palace in time?’

The title of Duchess of Lake Nineveh, which the Queen will receive, was originally from Isalt, Queen Leonid I, and was not just an honorary title.

The Duke of Nineveh, including Lake Nineveh, and the palace built on the main island, were controlled by the Nenebe.

The day after his New Year's party, Clay bought a continental mission at Dernier and spread it on the desk in his bedroom.

Lake Nineveh, located in the upper reaches of the Clotho River, was a deep, vast lake with glaciers that had melted away from the Pintos Mountains.

The city of Pessellen and Lake Nineveh, where Gheim was abducted, were only 40 kilometers away in a straight line.

'This is really suspicious.’

It was Clayo, who drew a red line on the front of Dernier.

'I'll have to organize all this information and send it to Fran soon.’