The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Clayo just laughed.

Until then, he was the second son of Gideon Asher, unless there was a proven way to discern the soul.

"It's embarrassing to deny my brother's existence just because he has a memory problem. As you said, I am your father's child and your brother's brother."

"My own brother. Did you ever think of me as a bloodline? You don't remember anything about me. So we've been sweeping the New Year's party of the waterworks association."

Clayo seemed to know a little bit about Blad's anger.

"My little brother, who's been cowering, is trying to push him aside just in case he changes his mind.’

I've been barking up the wrong tree for a long time.

Of a general trading company executive to death, so that such an occasion for me to work if you want to have Klee Io's true intentions.

Clay lightly pushed Vlad's hand on his shoulder.

"I'm just a magician and I'm doing my best in my field. After I made my name known with a small talent, I couldn't refuse all invitations, so I was just polite. If you don't want it, I'll be careful from now on."

"You're pretty good at lying. Didn't you work too hard for someone who's going to focus solely on your studies?”

"That's…."

Gideon may have a general idea of Clay's own business, but Claude didn't know how much he knew, so Clay didn't say anything.

"It was a predictable area to touch real estate or Madoe, but trying to get into the publishing business must have given my father a fresh surprise. The supervisor's investigation director also admired Little Master for reading the world."

I just knew it all over the place that I was careful at best. The details of the investigation by Asher's investigation department seemed to be shared with the heir apparent.

" ····I think it's too early to positively predict the sales figures even though there's no book out. And the manuscript is a magic book. Because there is a widespread misunderstanding of magic, I publish it to improve public awareness."

Clayo consistently made his case, but that same consistent calmness defied Vlad's reputation.

"You've really been eloquent, Clayo. Yeah, with this amazing result, my father thinks it's a very successful investment to put you in the Capital Defense School. But remember, you're not supposed to gamble like that."

"Brother..."

"You resemble your father a lot. Your late mother would be happy to see you so grown up.”

Vlad's words were unsteadyly shaken. He seemed to not show his feelings toward the object of hatred and jealousy.

Blad's behavior seemed a little strange to Clayo.

It was already 18 years ago that Telma died. It's been too long to ask Clayo for the crime of losing his mother.

'Don't tell me, property's not the only problem. Are you trying to argue with your little brother about your father?’

It was an impossible feeling for Jeong-jin, who had never had a father in his life.

"Next year, a 30-year-old man is making a fuss about Abby's favor with his brother. By the way.'

Clayo turned off "Late" because he didn't want to use ether. His posture collapsed again. He was suddenly annoyed with everything. I was glad that he didn't know that the mansion was more important to him than his father's attention.

"Even if you're not the second son of Asher because you're a member of the family, you can make a last name when you're appointed. I should make it Mr. Kim or Mr. Lee then.’

Kim was originally his last name, and Lee was the mother of Jeongjin.

The lowest title for the Senate was Baron, and the official name of the nobility was formal, so the names of both the castle and the land were included at the same time.

All the rich lands in central Albion had existing rulers. Unless it was a descendant of the Knights of the Round Table, the former aristocrats' lands were usually in the central part of the country.

In the days of Absalom II, the aristocrats were lucky enough to take possession of the esteemed Gugudan land, and most of them were granted territories obtained from the Brunnen monarchy.

In rare cases since then, those who were granted a new hereditary title were given "territorial" land of little value among royal-owned housing sites.

Since there were no ordinary residents in the formal land, the person who was given the title could be renamed name.

Then shall we change the name to Jongro or Sadang?’

While thinking about titles such as Baron Kim of Sadang and Baron Lee of Jongno, he only smiled without realizing it.

Blad, who thought he was laughing at himself, stepped back a few steps and folded his arms.

Soon after, a smile returned to his mouth, and anger was washed away from his voice.

"Anyway, whatever happened, I don't hate you right now. Clayo, no Ray. Your friends call you Ray, don't they?”

Clayo frowned furiously.

Before Arthur and Cher appeared in his life, he didn't even have family nicknames.

'This is why he can't stand it. Even if I don't remember, I understand that he was harassing my brother in a lewd manner.’

Vlad Asher seemed to have made a significant contribution to the shortening of the name of "Clayo Asher." He was a man who had no reason to be considerate when he was trying to be nice.

"Just do as you've been called."

"No, I can't do that. It's too awkward to call you Clayo. This nickname is catchy and good. That's what I call you now. Haha, let's keep up the good work, Ray."

"You must be tired. Take a rest. I have to leave for the lab early tomorrow, so I'll leave first."

"Hey, put this Mana Stone in there. What would be my position if I took this back?”

"Then I'll be grateful for your kindness. I will also say hello to my father."

I have already been hated, and I have been given a lot of catching. Clay took what he had to take, because it seemed that Vlad's suspicions would not be erased, even though he had received or not received the mana stone.

Clayo, who lifted a heavy box filled with a mana stone ruby, called Mrs. Canton.

"Madam, please make your bed in the central room on the second floor. Good night, then."

Clay considered Vlad Asher's duty as a "brother" to have given him the best room in the mansion, and ended the meeting.

***

next day

Clayo overslept in the aftermath of Vlad's trip. Because of that, I missed the train I had reserved.

He took the next train immediately, but when Clay arrived at Morolt, the capital of Tristane, it was already curfew outside the city.

Then the peacock was unable to move.

Although it is a branch line that rotates, Morolt was covered with tracks, but the peacock was located in a rugged mountain and could only enter by carriage or walking.

In general, there is a post office, government office, and a castle or mansion in Yeongju under the leadership of the territory, and Tristane was uniquely isolated in the mountains outside.

Tristane was a rugged region on the northwestern branch of the Pintos Mountains.

The entire land was a barren mountainous area, and the Zecavre inland sea, which had been frozen for more than five months every year, was joined over the steepest cliff in the northernmost part of the land.

Most of the residents were engaged in timber logging, mana stone harvesting, herbal and mushroom harvesting, and hunting. Even before the rise of the beast, the population was small because it was an area where threatening mountain animals appeared.

For one reason or another, Arthur's party spent the day at the village's only inn.

The day was cold, and the snow that had fallen on both sides of the road was piled high in the height of the twins, so the evening had also been settled in a pub on the first floor of the inn.

It wasn't even 6 p.m., but it was already dark outside the window like midnight. The pub was so quiet that it was dreary.

It was natural that there were not many people who would come to the bar even though the weather was cold and there was a drinking party. So inside the pub, it was like four people had let go of the lease.

said Lippi, who sat in front of a high table and was hanging his legs.

"The death rate has started to subside, and they can't go outside the main wall after 5 p.m. the day before yesterday. I only go by train."

"Anyway, Ray, you didn't show up so much, I was worried if you fell down or fell down again.

"I was going to make a phone call, and all the phone lines at the station are being replaced.

Clayo was late and apologized in a gentle mannerly.

"I'm sorry I'm late. Guys, I shouldn't have worried you, and I've made the day uncomfortable."

"I wasn't worried, but I got stuck between the two shots and split. Isiel is restless, Arthur. He's running to your house."

Rachel, who went to the bar to get a drink, actually burst in with a smile. She borrowed a tray and put the five glasses of wine on the table in a good way.

"Oh, this place is an extraordinary after-sales service, isn't it? We can pay on the way out after we eat."

"As an apology, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Order everything you want."

"Wow!"

"Lay, you're so generous!"

Two twins who liked to eat cheered.

"Like I was being stingy one day."

"Hey, Arthur and Rachel are out there, but it's our first time coming to the pub!”

"Before, you weren't old enough to come to the pub."

"Heehee, now it's past my birthday, too. I'm 14 years old."

"You can come, Poop!"

"You can drink beer, too!"

In the Kingdom of Albion, 14 seemed to be an implicit age for regulating drinking.

Finally released from age constraints, the twins drew a glass of ale that Rachel put down and drank it up.

"Wow, this is delicious!”

"It smells like caramel!"

"Oh, this is beer!"

"No, not all beer tastes like this, this is Strong Ale."

"Thank you for letting me know, Chelsea. I'll try again!”

"Since you don't sell strong-tasting iron ale like this in the capital city, drink a lot here."

"Oh, that's good!"

The two twins emptied half of the glass at once, and their cheeks slightly flushed and chattered.

Clayo, who was gently emptying his portion of the glass, was suddenly worried as he savored the dark pumpkin color, malt scent and sweet aftertaste of a beer similar to Scotch ale.

Oh, I think it's going to be 8 degrees. Can the kids drink?’

"Lippy, Leticia. If it's your first time drinking, drink a little. You might get drunk.”

The two twins, who had left empty glasses, rubbed their mouths together.

"I can't believe Ray, who always drinks, stops us....”

"Strange, it doesn't make sense."

…it was Clayo who had nothing to say if he fought back like that. Then, the cello tapped him on the back.

"You can't beat them with words, so just order food. Once they start eating anything, they'll be quiet.”

"Thank you for the good tip, Chelsea. But what's good here? I don't have a menu. How can I order?”

"What are you thinking about? I asked you earlier and you said the menu is just two stews and three baked potatoes. It takes a long time to roast a piglet, and the stew is served after that."

The short bird that ordered alcohol had already figured out the menu. There was nothing to decide. Clayo opened his hands and posed for 'Give me everything from here to here.'

"Then we can order everything."

The twins cheered.

"Okay!"

Arthur, who returned to the pub late after searching for a carriage to ride to the Duke of Tristane, laughed wildly without shaking the snow off his coat.

"Hahahahahaha. So I ordered all the menus? How much do you have now?"

On the table, there were hot lamb skewers and fries.

The strong smell of spices and burning fat stimulated my appetite. Meatballs were plentiful. It looked like a huge pile of brass bowls like a tray.

"Now we have two menus!"

"How many did you order?”

"Six!"

"Then it's three times as much? Whispering."

"Why, I can eat it all!"

"Who can't eat it? I'm going to eat quickly, too! It smells so good. Thanks to Ray, I'm doing all the good work!

Arthur couldn't stop laughing when he just received a glass of ale. Like this, when he laughed out loud with excitement, his fangs were slightly exposed and looked like a young beast.

'It's ridiculous that you're so excited when you tease me.’

Clayo, who put down his second empty glass, gave up everything.

"Yes, smile, laugh as much as you like. There's not a long time in life when you can laugh like that."

The twins, who were picking up skewers and using a fork to pull down lamb meatballs, booed.

"Lay, talk like an old man again."

"What if Ray really gets old?"