The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

After leaving school, Clayo walked toward the tram stop.

'As expected, emphasize the purpose of the public interest. I thought this would work the best.’

There was no lie in the story itself that persuaded Maria.

The King of Conquest was an ether knight, and the people's trust in them was strong, as there were knights in the major territories of the east, west, north, and south.

However, wizards often shun outside activities, so ordinary people had fewer chances to see them.

"Since the graduates of the Capital Defense University are involved in political affairs, the aristocrats and powerful know well about wizards, but they have nothing to do with ordinary people."

Many of the world's techniques originated from magic, and mana stones were also widely used in each field. The roles played in various parts of society are quite large, and by comparison, it was a wizard who was not well-known job.

'From adjusting the clocks at each station on time. That's the job of the nation's wizards. It would be great if the basis of modern transportation and communication came from the wizard.’

Although not his intention, Clay was in a position to be noted as the next generation talent of the profession.

"Even if I'm going to play and eat in the corner of my room, it's helpful in the long run that the status of my vocational group increases.’

And now that Fran has completely let go of Maddo Science, the role of magic will inevitably expand in future developments.

I didn't want things to get that serious, but I thought there would be nothing to lose by preparing for it. That's why Clay worked quite hard to persuade Maria.

For now, I opened the door in the direction of not talking about money.

"The type of scholar who has a sense of duty sometimes cools down when talking about money. This strategy worked. He's so enthusiastic that he'll send us a draft soon.'

Of course, I never intended to take away the down payment or royalty. However, in Maria's style, it would be better to suggest the contract and the deposit while receiving the manuscript.

Clayo calculated the amount of money he could move right away.

Even if labor costs, production costs, logistics costs, and promotional expenses were calculated sufficiently, it seemed that they would be resolved without having to touch government bonds or deposits held in mid- to long-

'Wow, money's good. You can do whatever you want without having to argue back and forth.’

Clayo's footsteps were light.

Today, the streets were full of people because the weather was clear and the temperature was warm after a long time.

The fabric was good, but the design was modest, and no one noticed Clayo, who wore a hat so that it wouldn't stand out.

He always stopped by a mail office in the quiet Zhenon district to open a mailbox. Fran had only one short letter.

The letter was short, but the contents were heavy.

Fran was still staying in the city of Pessellen to investigate the whole experiment of opera singer Gehaim.

With full cooperation from the city's transportation workers, he found a site that was believed to have been burned down in less than two months.

However, the identity and whereabouts of Foeh, the servant of the test's master, are still unknown.

'Anyway, Fran's behavior is no joke. It's amazing how much I've learned in that short period of time, but it's not enough, so I'm just worn out.'

Clay was actually looking at the work for a long time. A group of conspirators of that size will not be able to shake it off in a short period of time.

"Franc is a very persistent personality, so you won't get tired. That's a relief.'

Rather, the work progressed faster than expected, so Clayo couldn't let go.

"I'm going to order more ammunition for Fran before February, and I'm going to look for more horse tools to use in the grayer's warehouse. I'm busy. Whoo.'

Clay was in a hurry for a reason.

The spring semester begins in April, but during the winter vacation, which begins after the second semester of the first grade, about two weeks of on-site practice was mandatory.

In other words, he would be leaving Lundane from next month. Then he couldn't get Fran's call as smoothly as he did in the capital.

"I don't want to take a step out of the capital on the pretext that I'm sick, but....’

The problem was that I couldn't.

The school's field training was a big event in the last manuscript.

"I don't know what's going to happen in the future, but what kind of mishap would it be if Arthur threw it all by himself and searched for it?" It's a relief that you organized the training group according to the students' wishes.’

Jebedi emphasized friendship and harmony among students, so he listened in detail to the students' demands to be with him.

A good colleague is a better opponent than a good teacher.

'You're my teacher's instructor, I don't care, but I'm glad I've eliminated the risk of splitting up with Arthur and going into the wilderness.'

Now, many wizards and knights won't hurt Arthur, but Clayo's worries were elsewhere.

"This winter is likely to be a crisis for the rise of the competition."

The people of the Dernier Continent, who for a thousand years did not know the fear of Masur, will be accustomed to the existence of Mazu, who attacks private houses and tear down tracks.

at the brink of a new century

'From the manuscript, the beasts of death came out, and the monsters began to wake up just in the winter when the first dungeon was held. Originally, it would have happened when Arthur was 20 years old, but... The process of is about 2 years faster than the last manuscript.’

The practice site assigned to Arthur and his friends was the Duke of Tristane in the North. Since they were the best students in the 977th grade, they seemed to have been sent to the toughest areas.

Inevitably, it was a sign that he would run into a big-time rival, as in the last manuscript. It would be unthinkable for Jebedi to assign a practice paper.

'From the pattern you've seen, it's going to be more terrifying than ever. Ugh.'

While Clayo was lying down and playing at home, he never skipped the ether cycle and was working hard.

'If the number of cases is raised, it's highly likely that the work will not be done within the original planned practice.'

Clayo quickened his pace.

He had to inform Fran of the information he had learned at the New Year's party and also tell him that he might empty the capital for weeks.

When I left the letter to John Bartleby, who runs the Bartleby & Bubar Printing Office, I delivered it to him by delivery instead of the Royal Mail's mail network.

The letters Fran and Clayo sent to each other were sealed with wax mixed with mana stone crystals and cast magic that could not be opened except for the designator.

'There's a low probability that there's an ether in print delivery, but the Royal Mail's mail system could be censored.’

In order to strengthen Fran's line of fame, he was in a position to be careful of security.

Soon the circulation tank arrived at the stop where Clayo was standing. Now that I'm used to boarding the tram, I've been able to get used to it for the first time, so I'm not as clumsy as I was when I rode with Isiel.

The train was bound for West Bank. Before stopping by Bartleby's printing house, I had an appointment with Dionne first.

Clayo, who got off at St. Riserbet Square, was able to find Marone Coffeehouse, served by black-haired, moustached waiters with nice white and red shades.

It was the place of Dionne's appointment. At the end of last year, she was the first to take a seat at a cafe where all the capital's celebrities were visiting.

Lady was impeccably beautiful today.

The bright pigeon-colored two-piece was decorated only with a slender pin-jaw and a button, but its neatness made Dionne's elegant beauty stand out more.

She was enjoying her own enjoyment, drawing the attention of the men and women in the cafe to the fullest and not nervous at all.

Dione's table, immersed in a cheap blue-covered novel, saw a half-empty coffee cup, savory-scented Pygnoli cookies, and a canoli with ricotta cheese and pistachio in a cylindrical cookie.

'That's the Pedro-style dessert.’

The name of the dessert was given by Mrs. Canton, who is also sensitive to the latest trends in food and beverage. These days, Pedro-style coffee and desserts are popular in Lundane.

So, this is what we call a hot place.

Stuck into a lively and colorful space, Clayo sat down gently, not to suddenly cut off Dionne's reading.

"Have you been waiting long, Lady Dio?"

"You're here! For a long time. I was so busy reading the new book by Miss Morgan that I lost track of time."

"Thank God."

"How did your meeting with the teacher go?”

"I got a very positive answer from you. Of course, it's completely set when you sign the contract, but... Just because you're verbally engaged, you'

"You can tell me now. So who the hell are you?"

"Professor Maria Gentile."

Dionne, who closed the book, clapped like a play.

"Oh, it was dark under the lamp!"

"We decided to edit the first grade magic basic lecture book and release it as a book. So we already have the manuscript."

"Oh, why didn't I think about it? I didn't think much when I was a student, but now that I look back, I think it was a lecture that was easy to understand."

"Right? I'd like to get a recommendation and add just a few more interesting metaphors and fun episodes that I often do in class, and publish them as soon as possible."

"How did you come up with all that thinking?”

"It's all thanks to Lady Dionne.”

"Haha, that's not a bad thing to hear. Who are you going to get the recommendation from? Master Zebedee?"

"He's probably the most famous wizard, so wouldn't it be okay?"

"Well, that's okay, but wouldn't the book atmosphere be too boring? If you're going to make it a hot topic, how about a recommendation from the prince? I'll put a portrait on the front page. That would be a huge help for book sales."

Clay couldn't even laugh at Dionne's joke.

The problem was that if asked to write a letter of recommendation, the prince would surely be happy to pay Clayo's debts and would really accept it.

'Will I be able to collect all my books later... Not a chance.’

"Don't say that, even as a joke. Besides, he's not even a wizard."

"Oh, the bold young master is being timid again in places like this. If there's a problem, we can take out the re-printing of the references.”

With Dionne's confidence that he would be re-printed even though he hasn't written the contract yet, Clayo was a little relieved.

"If money is involved, he's good at horse racing. If Dione seems to have a good idea, this isn't going to fail anyway.’

"I don't want to be close to the crown prince on any issue."

"Aha, you're so sensitive that you get a name on the publisher's side of a copyright."

"I'd like to make the publisher a proxy for that. Can I delegate the publishing company registration itself to Lady or Mr. Levy?”

"There's nothing I can't do for you if you just pay the right amount. But why?"

"If a book sells well, it will attract the public's attention as it sells well, and if it doesn't, it will be admonished by my father for wasting money as it can't sell."

"Oh, what do you mean, now... But, okay. I'm your partner, so I'll take care of it as requested. Leave the promotion to me instead. Once the manuscript is completed, we'll get a pre-booking for the series first...!”

"Yes... do whatever Lady wants."

To Dione, excited about selling the book, Clayo simply outlined what he had in mind.

Looking at the regulations, the registration of the publisher itself was not a big problem because it was only possible for 150 dinars.

The man who would proofread the manuscript was said to recognize it through Mr. Levy, and the design of the binding of the Yangjang version was solved by the fact that there was a craftsman who learned the work of scripture in the Greyer workshop. Clayo will be in charge of organizing, editing, and reviewing the table of contents.

"Dionet and Levy are going to do the production and promotion, and I'm going to... I'm just doing what I've been doing....’

The wizard, a former editor, would not be a common resource in this world. Somehow, he was the right person again.

Before I knew it, Clayo, who had been drinking cold coffee, wore a hat that he had taken off.

"Well, I'll go in first. You should work, too."

"I have to get up now. If you're going to call a carriage, would you like to come with me? It's the same direction here."

"No, I have to go back to the east side. The sun is setting soon, so go in."

Dione tilted her head as she packed a book in her bag and buttoned her gloves.

"Oh, you're not going back to the mansion right away?”

"Yes."

"Well, I'm coming with you!"

"I'm stopping by the printing house today. I don't think it's possible that Lady's clothes could go bad, so it's hard to recommend company."

Dionne, who picked up her bag and put on the coat the waiter brought back, proudly held out one arm to Clayo. I meant to escort them.

"Is this the only dress I have? Who cares?"

"Why are you following me to the print shop?”

"I have to figure out what's going on. We're going to print it out. It's easy to register as a publisher, but you already know that you need to get permission to print, right?”

"That's true."

Dionne had to sit down and watch the crystal ball. No one had such a brave shaman.

"My young master, you're so thorough. It would take at least a year to get a new print permit, so you thought it would be faster to get a print permit to go to your own printing shop. I think there's a printing shop that I know. But as a business partner, I have an obligation to validate my business."

"Other than that, my personal business....”

"Personal business?"

People in the cafe were already looking at them. I can't believe I can bring up the sound of Nenebe Lake, Pessellen Sini, and Fran's letters.

"If you don't give me three seconds to keep up with you, I'll see that you're good at escorting me.”

"Yes, I lost. Let's go."

With his shoulders hanging down, Clayo gently escorted Dione.

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