The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Chell, who emptied the teacup waiting for Clayo to control his mind, then explained the post-processing of the "Nodus district mansion collapse incident caused by abnormal ether reaction."

"That's when the Interior Security Service came out and blocked us and Daria's mouth, and the frightened civilians didn't see what Hester had done, so they somehow managed to get over it. But Ezra Sergev was disciplined and now the investigator is Captain Darya Isai."

"The punishment is for Hester?”

"Yes, the management and supervision responsibility issue has arisen, and the contributions of those who are dissatisfied with Ezra's eccentricity have continued… I haven't been relieved of my duties, but I think I'll have to be on probation for a while.”

"It's getting worse.”

"If you're a deputy manager, you're in some way your own business."

No matter how much Clayo snooping, it was natural that he could not find the man who leaked the game.

I didn't know there was a criminal in Ezra Sergev's mobile investigation division who knew each other well and spent a long time together and looked like a family.

However, Hester Ward was wanted as a deserter, not as an accessory to illegal magic experiments that cost lives.

The public's attention has been surprisingly lowered as it was named the desertion of a civilian-turned-military.

The external announcement is said to have been outlined by Darya. This is because the military and police judged that it was impossible to track Hester, a seven-level wizard.

"In a few days, that gorgeous beauty with brown hair and an odd child became a completely different person. He looks like a bureaucratic ghost in a military uniform. I'm good at my job, but it's a shame that I lost my hair and my smile."

"Well... if your best friend and colleague betrays you that way, it'll be a big blow."

"Sure."

Hester Ward was a deliberate human being.

The aristocratic government that rented the Ramor residence was Hester's half-sister, who was not actually pregnant, and she also suddenly disappeared.

The children of the noble family, which was the beginning of the investigation, were treated as eternal disappearances. Some families even seemed to welcome the disappearance of trouble.

Madame Ramor was crushed to death when the mansion collapsed, and Gillard was not even left with a body. The Eclipse family, which has been a royal observatory for generations, was told to have been hit by an untimely bolt from the blue.

As soon as Clay woke up, he posted a written report to the crown prince.

No matter how sick and fever, I had to do what I had to do. It was to avoid suspicion that he was covering up something about this case.

The content was written as it was.

Therefore, I did not forget to include the details of expenses used during the investigation. It was tyranny to ask the security guard to use his own money.

Ever since I posted the report, I've been swamped with pain.

Since then, Chell has taken care of everything that required attendance.

But if the Capital Defense Department and the Interior Security Department were moving together and still couldn't catch Hester's tail, she would have fled the country.

"You were experimenting with feeding Hydra's poison to the sorcerer, and you must have gone to Mainrat, where Aslan and Julica are. It must have been so exciting to get the results right.’

The problem is how to find a seven-level wizard who uses a new magic spell in the second largest of the territories that make up the Brunnen monarchy, even defending their duke's daughter. It must be a tough chase for Darya.

It was a very messy finish.

Neither Aslan's experiments nor the bombing of the mansion nor the man-made manslaughter in the middle of the capital were recorded in the last manuscript.

"They seem to know each other about Gillard and Hydra's poison, but Melchior didn't know there was a Hester variable."

Melchior was not an almighty.

He was also unable to respond as skillful and perfect as he had experienced many times when the unprecedented situation that was not in the previous manuscript occurred.

If the prince knew the ins and outs of the work, he would burn it when it was a seed rather than let the story of the house collapse or the council fall to the lips of the world, or....

'It's a big event. They released Golem all over the capital, and if they can't find out who's behind it, they'll have to make it.’

Disaster is not just a crisis of national management. If you behave well, you will be able to win public support, and in addition, you will have a chance to kill silence.

Melchior said it went on like that, but here's another problem.

Aslan now has a formidable invention that can reverse the course of history in almost complete form.

'Even a seven-level wizard set.'

Even in Albion, which is the most advanced on the continent by magic, there were only three level wizards.

I heard that the two are specialized in healing and construction, while the other is a hermit who doesn't know where they are.

Among them, it was hard to guess how Hester's presence would change the future, as well as using outstanding attack magic and raising his level with strange tactics.

Clayo shifted his position and pressed his right index finger against his head, which began to prick.

And I first put a name in my mouth that has never been mentioned during today's conversation.

"Now, I understand what the Capital Defense Department has to offer. Now let me know what Arthur is doing."

The two spirits, who had already risen from their seats, could not have been recuperating by drinking warm herbal tea.

Rachel giggled and folded her arms.

He was obviously weighing whether to say something or not.

"Oh, that's why our youngest prince is busy these days. Thanks to you, I haven't seen Isiel in a week.”

"…what are you doing?"

"To save people."

"You two are not magicians. How do you do?”

"Well, my Lord Clayo is not finished yet, so can I tell you something that will hurt my peace of mind? It will help you recover your mind and body if you keep forgetting."

"Don't hesitate to tell me quickly. I don't know. I think it's worse for my heart to hear it later."

Clayo, who suffered a penetrating injury to his shoulder and was conscious of bleeding, was barely able to live his daily life two days ago.

Until then, he had been ill and had repeatedly fallen asleep again after a few drinks. While staying in the mansion, Chell saw Clay standing up for the first time today.

Because it was a newspaper and not in the spirit to write and receive letters, Mrs. Canton's careful care was cut off from the outside news.

"I thought you'd be curious as long as the spoonfuls got strength, so I picked it up. The whole capital is seething with the story of our prince. Every pub has its name."

a bashirak.

In the inside pocket of his jacket, Chell took out a tabloid newspaper and a copy of a crude copy.

servant, prince of horseman errand boy

Explosive remarks from the witness stand in the prince's haunted house!

"Dear Chairman, do you know the price of bread and tea leaves?’

Clayo's eyes were glued to the headline, which was banged into lines of four different types of font.

He picked up the newspaper in a hurry.

"Suddenly, he's speaking to Congress in a suit he doesn't wear?"

"It's a long story. As I said before, there were only four dead, but there were a lot of injuries. I got hurt almost everywhere, big or small. By the way, the nation's best healer has been hurt a lot by taking care of his severely injured student. So the rest of the wounded were transferred to Yetskel, the head of the Capital Defense Wizards, and the healing division. That's the beginning."

Clayo mumbled awkwardly in the newspaper without raising his head.

"…there's no way the dean could be short of ether just because he's healed."

It was Clayo's habit that Chelsea now knows well about, as if it were nothing to survive.

'Where'd you get a very bad habit?’

Without disrupting the smiling face, Rachel said cheerfully.

"Yeah, Ether wasn't short. Your fracture is roughly fixed by Ezra's deputy. However, I put on a [hemorrhagic] spell on a third-grade magic student who lost his mind after running like his heart was about to break his ribs. I'm just surprised that the magic ceremony was so disorganized that I almost set up a tombstone for my student.”

"Hey, isn't that too much?"

"Well… it must have been a shock to the elderly, but was it an exaggeration? I'm not old yet. You don't know, do you? The list of diagnostics removed all the long injuries, including fractures, bruises, stab wounds, and wounds, but Ether was so hurt that he suffered two days in a row."

I have a mouth, but I don't have anything to say, so Clay read it without saying anything.

Clayo's experience was so slow to imagine that his injuries could be the sadness of others, so it was always awkward at these moments.

Chell, who rebuked Clayo strongly and briefly, brought the conversation back to the main topic.

Professor Kell general manager of an armored and healing and wizard of the capital zone, Maria was called to the injuries was serious all life.

But the next order was the problem.

In the case of the slope, aristocrats were given priority in the Capital Defense Corps wizard group, and the users who worked under Madame Ramor were sent to charity hospitals to wait for the order of treatment.

It was the case that the aristocrats, who do not work, were healed first, and that they neglected the users who could not continue their lives if they did not work even for a day.

It was not an unreasonable response in a social status society.

Since the class of people who are weak in their voice and cannot easily accommodate their voice is servants and maidens, they could have just been passed on to some people's small complaints.

But Arthur didn't let things go that way.

"That newspaper claims that our prince stood up for the livelihood of the poor."

"So Arthur turned the Senate committee upside down to make sure that the Ramor housekeepers get the same healing magic as the nobles?”

"That's how it boils down. Look at the illustration. It's awesome. The brother of the chief illustrator there worked as a chef at Ramor's mansion. That's why every single painting has its momentum.”

Clayo took a closer look at Arthur's four-tiered speech between the article and the headline.

It was an illustration that was very characteristic.

Nevertheless, with a wiser and more courageous impression, it seemed that a man in a modest black jacket alone, not a royal robe, overwhelmed the entire committee.

It was full of life as it was depicted that a member of the House of Representatives, who was standing ovation in the audience, was dragged away by the security of the National Assembly.

"It's good that the prince grew up well, but isn't it too sudden?" Come on, all of a sudden.'

Now that the second most-subscribed newspaper in Lundane has been covered in this way, the third prince will no longer be called an innocent young knight who is exceptionally good at martial arts.

A prince who knows as well as a child of the royal family who is well versed in the people's livelihood as if he experienced the lives of the working class.

People don't want people like them to rule themselves. A noble man wants to understand people like himself.

Arthur Rignan had the most ideal royal family that the crowd would ever envy, even in the far future.

Clay was about to be distracted.

Where did he come up with all this thought after all this black-and-white-cheeking until the day before yesterday?

Arthur has spoken in his previous life. Right before the match, like a speech on St. Crispin's Day.’

However, the pace of change was different from that of the previous written era.

Arthur may have developed his abilities as a leader worthy of the ninth world.

"It's an ability to be a politician by nature. I'm not a candidate to fail the tank test.'

...and Clay was a little shocked that he had never even noticed Arthur's hidden qualities.

Even if it was crowded every day, I took different classes and spent the evening separately. I know what he does during the day, but I didn't know what he did during the night.

"I didn't think it would be because I was always chasing pubs and breaking dorm curfews because I was just drinking and playing....’

The more I read the speech, the more I had to stick out my tongue.

the utterance of the common people completely disconnected from the great rhetorical tradition Only the number of jadizan represents the daily rags-to-riches life, without the citations of classics or rhymes.

Thus, Arthur invented a voice that sounded more dramatically truthful than any speech of his time.

The story goes back a day.

That morning, on a bench in the audience's room next to the Senate chamber, Isiel stares confidently at his master.

The place where the table and chair are enclosed in a semicircular position one step higher than the witness stand is designed to pressure the witness.

Arthur stands alone, facing all the members of the committee, in the witness stand where there is no podium to cover his body.

The broad and straight back does not shrink even when the five members of the Compensation Committee, including the Minister of Commerce, are in front of them.

Arser, who is relaxed in his position, meets the faces of the commerce minister, senators, entrepreneurs, and landowners.

There are no speeches or memos in the hands of a young man who took off his hat to show his courtesy to the committee.

Clouds hide the sun, and Arthur's blond hair under the light is surprisingly intense.

The slightly dazed congressional secretary asks Arthur to testify a few seconds later.

suppressing the feeling that it is somehow considered profane to utter these administrative words to that prince

"This is a testimony to King Arthur Rignan's "Military Collapse Caused by Abnormal Ether Reaction." Reference to the compensation amount, document No. 34 reinforcement."

Arthur, of course, did not stand here to tell us how quickly the mansion collapsed and was unprepared for damage.

"Thank you, honorable Lord Verme, for giving me the opportunity to speak to the Minister of Commerce, who is a patron of legitimate economic activity."

Arthur opens fire.