The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

"I won't be staying long. Kyung is a special guest. If it wasn't for the wizard, I would have had to assign you a visitor's room with a silk sheet. Personally, I'd like to be more intimate with you, but unfortunately, you won't be able to see the true underground beneath the north gate this time.”

To fill the gap between Bethna's slow words is more than a degree of enthusiasm and pent-up sadism.

Clayo hid his back trembling and sucked the last cigarette. Then she pretended not to have read between the lines that Besna had hinted at.

"I really don't want to get the attention of a crazy consultant.’

"What's so special about me? He's just a student compared to a patriot like Kishion himself."

"Aha, you're worried about your own crop, aren't you?”

"I've seen such a summons, and it's natural. I'm concerned about any misunderstanding or false accusations against my classmates' father."

"You're very considerate of your friends. Don't worry too much. "Kission Young-ae and Tang Pet de Neju Young-ae are also undergoing a courteously investigated."

'As expected. Did you catch them all at once? Why? Arthur's cash cow is Chelsea. We'll get proof if we rob him a little bit.’

When Clayo didn't answer, Besna, who licked her lower lip slightly, took out a new cigarette and lit it.

There was no need to hurry.

She has not asked Clay any questions since entering the cell. It was the attitude of a person who had nothing to answer by asking him.

I've got the defense on.However, if these guys go and dig, the Kishion himself won't be able to lie until the end. Why the hell did you need to arrest... Oh.'

Understanding came unawares.

While looking into Bethna's calm face, facts were combined into enlightenment in her head.

It was not to interrogate or change Clayo himself, but to hold him and to change his mind was Bethna's purpose.

'And they don't mention Arthur. That's the most ominous thing.'

To not say, to tell as much as to tell.

It was impossible for them to dig it out just because they did not mention Kishion's own composition and Arthur's bond. Clayo preoccupied the hill.

It was impossible for them to dig it out just because they did not mention Kishion's own composition and Arthur's bond. Clayo hit the ball.

"Then where is Arthur?"

Whooooooooooooooh.

Besna, who puffed smoke at Clayo, smiles this time tilting the shallow wrinkles around her eyes.

Madness shines on the face of a woman who is aging beautifully.

"I don't have the authority to answer that question. But I'll give you a good word, let's just say Arthur has a lot to ask and answer."

The floor seemed to go flat.

"Did Arthur get you, too?" What are you doing to her?’

"It is the duty of obedience to provide the answer you want, my holy master, who knows the front and the right way of the world."

The youthful feeling in Beth's eyes that raises Melchior is a kind of insanity. It was clear now.

Bessna, the deity of the last manuscript, was still a devout believer in the final high school.

The new god she finds in the world where the goddess has left is Melchior Riorgnan, who, with confidence, prepares for the coming century.

"Then, Lord Clayo, have a good time."

When Beth-na winked, the soldier standing in the doorway went outside and made a thud. As soon as the key was heard to match, a subtle golden color began to leak from the boundary between the wall and the ceiling.

Now I could see for sure.

The entire cell was placed within the range of the consciousness of [insulation] and [shielding] as well as [stopping] and [blocking]. It was a T-Flume device that added a notification to make it [negative] and amplify.

Clayo sighed on his own.

This is why T-flume doesn't work well in the market. Did the prince fix the prison first, nothing else?'

It's his fault that he didn't think of the possibility that Melchior could have abused T-Flume in this way.

Fortunately, the magic on the instrument was not in the perfect form, so it did not block the ether as completely as the original subdued.

The T-flume wire on the wall was also too thin, and the clumsy connection was detected at "perception."

With Clayo's ability, he could have broken it right away.

"But the moment you break this, you're not going to get out of here quietly. It'll be like the whole palace advertising that you've been arrested for treason. You're such a good brainer, damn it!'

The smell of ominous blood left in this cellar has become food that inflates Clayo's worries. He tried to persuade himself by suppressing his anxiety.

"Of course, Melchior won't kill Arthur. If Arthur dies, the same life will be repeated again.’

But it also meant that you could do anything if you didn't die.

Clay was on edge.

If there is a crisis in Arthur's personal life, there will be the aftermath of the world's shaking.

At that time, there was no reason to be held in prison anymore.

He started an ether cycle. To sweep away obstacles with the most ferocious magic at any time.

***

It's been two days.

When lying face to face, the light in the position of the eye-poking position was never extinguished. Later, the light itself was painful and had to cover its eyes with the hem of the coat.

Almost all soldiers in navy uniforms were not ether sensitive. Instead, he was taciturn and kept the rules stiff. Soldiers who changed the toilet and brought meals twice a day did not answer any of Clay's comments. People even changed every time.

It was driving me crazy.

Even though he said it was not intended to particularly harass him, the thorough abandonment was not long overdue. Locked without any interaction in a solitary cell without a single instruction to read, isn't it a typical way to deal with a person who shouldn't hurt his or her body?

Fortunately, it wasn't hard for Clayo to have "Memories" of "Promise," but at this time, it's impossible to see books he read in the past.

Clayo was afraid of the world's shaking, and he kept his whole nerves underground all the whole time.

There was a short conversation between those who monitored the cell and the abutment, and a few words from the hallway downstairs.

Arthur was obviously imprisoned downstairs in this prison. Like Clayo, he didn't seem to have a subdued ball. It was because I didn't feel that the Maddo-gu, where eight magic expressions of magic intersect, were activated.

If you don't fill in the pressure, a six-level engineer who can [harden up] won't get hurt.’

Tok

A kick.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

It was a small but strange noise.

Clay, lying on the bed, opened his eyes.

Someone was scratching the cage outside.

"Get up! Get up, you idiot!"

Clao jumped up and jumped under the bars.

"I can't, I can't. How can I...!”

The behemoth, who looked around, held out his snout again into the cage. The cat showed its teeth whether it didn't want its beard to touch the cage.

It was obvious that he was angry, but the tomb was a shrine, so he whispered in a low voice.

"What happened to you that a bone under your eye is black! How did you manage to do that without any physical strength?"

"No, nothing happened. It's because I didn't get much sleep."

Clued to the bottom of a steel window above his height, Clayo whispered in a small voice, too.

Ironically, it was fortunate that the magic was in the cell.

There`s nothing to do when you`re stuck in there, so why can`t you sleep well?”

Clayo had a mouth, but he had nothing to say. If you look at Arthur's safety and say that you are about to lose your nerve line because you are trying to turn "lapse" to the maximum, you will only be criticized.

"That's what happened. Anyway, thanks for coming. Do you happen to know how things work?"

That brilliant mausoleum wouldn't have come this far without any news.

"Listen, I'm only telling you once. The twins, along with our aunt, were placed under house arrest in the townhouse of Angelium in Sovereign. The soldiers, dressed in rumpy navy, are guarding the mansion all the way."

Indeed, expectations hit the mark.

"How did you know?"

"I saw it! I saw it clearly with the eyes of the grave. In this palm-sized Lundane, it's hard to find the underbelly of the main grave!"

That's right. Behemoth's territory is the entire Lundane.

The mausoleum was able to trace its scent on the children!

The smell didn't go away in a day or two because they were children who fiddled with behemoths every day and quarreled.

"Well, do you know what happened to Arthur, Isiel, and Cher?"

"The youngest prince was brought here just like you. The carriage that carried him left before yours."

"Sure!"

"When you were taken away, we rode the main grave on the rain screen of the Mana Stone. marvel at the wisdom and rebirth of the grave."

Clayo choked and couldn't speak the praise on his mouth, only his lips were puffed up.

Today, he continued his explanation without blaming the lack of time for his explanation.

Just before reaching the gate, the nail jumped out of the carriage and sank into the castle by sticking to the top wall of the gate.

Behemoth, who reached the northern gate before Clayo, saw Arthur being dragged blindfolded.

It was handled by magic, so I couldn`t see where the troubled prince was stuck. Also, Isiel and Rachel are detained on the top floor of the building opposite here. You and the prince looked better.”

"Have you seen them? Do you happen to have a letter or a note??”

I put a nail in the window so that I can't open it. The meal is also taken by uniformed lorries that smell like blood."

"They're soldiers from the Crown Prince's Interior Security Bureau."

"Oh, I see! The crown prince is the main culprit! He's the only one who's excited, and he's stirring up all over the place, framing your friends!"

"Thanks for letting me know. If you don't mind, let me know more about the children....”

Clayo paused in a hurry. The sound of footsteps walking down the hall was getting closer.

by a hair's breadth

Ttung.

The door opened suddenly.

"Come out, Lord Clayo Asher. Thank you for accepting the survey. We have a new cause waiting."

The detention ended as suddenly as it started.

The two soldiers, who stormed into the cell, covered Clayo's eyes with mechanical movements, held his arms and began to swing around the hall.

'This is to make the structure of the prison unlearned.’

But Clayo had a "late hour."

He desperately memorized the locations of the corridors and stairs that were cleverly designed to create confusion. If Arthur was not released, he might have to go in.

a steel bar in a corridor the three gates that have passed again After three downhill and two uphill steps, it suddenly became easier to breathe.

It was the air on the ground.

The floor touching the feet was changed from cold stone to fluffy carpeted. The soldiers put Clayo's arm on the ground and pulled off two hoods that covered his head.

The sudden bright light made Clay wrinkle his forehead.

"Go in."

Shin Won-in, who was waiting for Clayo in the ordinary reception room of the palace's exterior, was an unexpected figure.

"…father."

The old man, who was holding the cane tightly, looks back with the glove crumpled. He had a familiar mana stone purse and wande in his hand.

Gideon Asher's stern eyes reach from Clayo's head to toe.

The eyes include bare feet, crumpled pajamas, burnt hair, and dark blue anuwa seen between the open coat flags.

It was a moment, but a near-furious concern passed under the man's cold expression.

Returning Clayo's belongings, Gideon spoke in a low voice as if to suppress something.

"First of all, let's go home."