The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

절벽을 오르는 건 두 검사가, 문을 열고 독이 든 금고를 찾는 것은 클레이오가 했으니, 복사해갈 서류를 선별하는 건 프란의 일이었다.

그리고 그 분야에서 프란은 타의 추종을 불허하는 인재가 아닌가.

이시엘과 클레이오의 충격, 놀람, 감탄 섞인 시선을 받은 프란은 민망한지 도리어 표정을 딱딱하게 굳혔다.

데르니에 대륙에서 고등교육을 받은 연구자는 대개 비슷한 분류법에 따라 실험 결과를 정리하기 마련이라며 별일 아닌 듯 취급했지만, 그게 별일 아닐 리가.

‘약속’의 추가기능에 힘입어 클레이오 역시 브룬넨 어를 읽을 수 있었다. 그러나 글자를 읽을 수 있다고 뜻을 아는 건 아니었다.

그는 프란이 ‘중요도 낮음’으로 분류해 옆으로 밀쳐둔 서류를 한 장 집어보았다. 어쩌고 하는 제목 이후로는 이해할 수 있는 내용이 단 한 줄도 없었다.

‘와. 검은 건 글씨요, 흰 건 종이네.’

클레이오가 구물거리는 것 같자 프란은 대번에 핀잔을 주었다.

“아세르. 손이 논다. 이것부터 복사해.”

“알겠어.”

“세 시에는 경비병 교대가 있어. 그전에 끝내야 해.”

“응.”

그 뒤는 일사천리. 복사 후 묶어서 정리, 복사 후 묶어서 정리의 반복이었다.

아직까진 마이크로필름을 만드는 기술이 개발되지 않았다. 지금의 사진기로는 어두운 곳에서 깨알 같은 글자로 가득 찬 서류를 흔들림 없이 나오게 하기도 어려웠다. 순간 초상 역시 마찬가지였다.

숫자 하나, 성분 한 종에 따라 결과물의 양상이 완전히 바뀌는 게 히드라의 독이었다.

It is a material that can be supplemented by experimenting again with incomplete records. I had to extract all the information correctly this time.

The two agreed to risk the volume of Ma Kwang-seok's winter solstice to ensure full strength.

Before I knew it, the moon tilted from side to side in the sky.

The two wizards hurried to finish their work before the guards were relieved. The result was a pack of Ma Gwang-seok copper sheets. It was quite a heavy burden.

Clayo, who was trying to lift the package, lamented.

"It would have been nice to have a subspace pocket for this.”

"You didn't need Tang Pet de Negee's children. Don't make a fuss and just finish."

"Oh, come on."

The final ingredient table, the main experimental record, was all picked out and copied. Clayo tied the last copied paper and put it in the bag.

It's all over.

Then Fran recklessly took out the cabinet drawers and began to turn them over. It was an act to make it look like a thief.

with a slurping sound

Drunk. Quack.

Clayo also stretched out his long legs and managed to topple two cabinets. Nevertheless, he unconsciously glanced at Hydra's poisoned closet.

The smell of the complicated blood of the beast in the safe seemed to attract the back neck.

Fran quickly caught a hint.

"Why? Is it too bad you're leaving the poison in the flesh?"

"Not like that."

"There's a security spell hanging over there. It is a type of contact from outside the moment it is released. Maybe it's a call to För, the director."

"Then if I had decided to take it, I would have changed my plan here, so it's really okay."

Unlike Clayo's first plan, Fran's reinforced plan decided not to touch the poison.

It was quite reasonable, saying, "If you take it out, the possibility of treating you as a simple thief is completely gone."

But that's not the only reason.

"If you can't hide from your group that you have poison that goes up as soon as you drink it, you won't even take it.’

Clayo is sure that Arthur or Chell is a man who won't touch poison, but for Fran, he and these kids are not friends or colleagues.

Franch's careful distrust did not bother Clay. It was a defense against his life.

"But, Fran, if you want to be seen as a simple thief's intrusion, you need to have something to cover your eyes, not end up in a mess in your room."

There was nothing in the stark room except a cabinet full of files and a secret safe, so there was nothing particularly the thief could see.

"That's… there must be some mana stone from the experiment….”

Even Fran, who had the best brains in the world, could not create theft without him.

then

Took.

a piece of paper

A beat later, a secret drawer separated as the bottom plate of the cabinet that Clayo kicked earlier fell off.

"Ugh."

Clayo frowned.

The eyes, accustomed to the light of oil covered by cloth, were suddenly exposed to the scattering glow and were very cold.

It was a message of promise!

[완화의 진주…]

[빙냉의 사파이어…]

[비탄의 자수정…]

[양귀비 석류석…]

[아크로아이트…]

서랍을 한가득 채운 마석들 위로 하나하나 정체를 드러내는 메시지가 뜬 것이다.

적당히 한두 개를 집어 ‘판별의 안경’ 너머로 살피던 프란이 짧게 한숨을 내쉬었다.

"They're the mana stones we've tested to use as stabilizers.”

They were too large to be equipped for experiments, and they were clear, first-class mana stones without any embedded substances.

Clayo opened the narrow entrance of his usual subspace wallet.

"Good. Let's be a thief who came to steal this."

with a thud

Clayo, who was closing the entrance of the subspace wallet filled with pride, felt his back throat cool with a vague hunch.

It's still quiet outside the tower, and it doesn't feel like an ether reaction around here.

Clayo extended his lateness to the utmost extent possible. It was impossible to look outside because there were no windows on the fifth floor lined with cabinets.

Instead of blurring out the rough stone walls in front of you, the scenery outside the walls comes to you with a sense.

a strong wind from the river

a fine rock bridge

the careless steps of two men who have never learned martial arts light and heavy ether sensitivity to their bodies

the leisurely greetings of the guards beyond the Seokgyo Bridge

the title of Dr.

"The guards are soft today. Let's see, I left another bottle in the vent by the tower.”

"Do you think this day will come? I can't wake up because I drank too much.”

"One more drink and you'll wake up again. You should have a drink, or what are you two going to do? För, he's got us all waiting in the middle of the night. The courtesy is of a thousand albion."

"I'm sure, there's a high man coming. The phone rang so loudly.”

"Another reprimand? You've had no more trouble since the high officer broke the basement. There's a lot of filth in the underground cellar that used to be a mess. Phew, I'm so glad I don't have to see it anymore.”

"Yeah, a new drug that works like a magic spell was a stabilizer. Hester or whatever, that arrogant Albion girl was right. When I first told the knights to learn magic, I thought something crazy....”

"My Bruneen knights think magic is a child's play, and no one memorizes it. If the Albiones do what they do, how can those noble knights listen?”

"But it did give you a clue to the solution. Maybe it's because you didn't learn, but your ideas are very free-spirited. The addition of 'oniro' was definitely due to the idea.”

"The idea is just an idea. We actually did. You're the one who found the optimal mixing ratio of Oniro and Aglapotis. Juleica is also cold-hearted. I can't give you a reward you. Let's call a mercenary in charge who doesn't even know where he went....”

"No, no. I think it's good news this time. It seems that the hard-to-get stabilizer has a proper supply line. Aglaophotis.”

"Then is the experiment finally over? Ha...a mansion overlooking Tergersty Harbor, looking at that one thing.”

They then discussed the data left behind by Officer Brunen, who crossed the border. The sample was 'lost' but the data remained, followed by a dry assessment that the experiment would be reproducible.

There were also a series of high-level ether stressors who took Hydra poison and what could not be prevented by the guards sent by För.

Clay couldn't believe that the most ordinary humans were the executors of the terrible experiment, but he could.

It's possible to do such a thing.

Exempting responsibility, making subjects not to be considered the same human beings, and presenting rules and rewards that seem right, conscience becomes a fragile life that can be crushed to death.

'Anyone.'

Clayo looked around the room.

Isiel had not raised his hearing, and Fran, who was last reviewing the documents to add, had left off the "amplification of echoes" that had hindered his concentration.

Clayo himself is the only one who fully understands the conversation outside that wall.

From the source of Aglao to the direction of Hester Ward, there was a lot of information that seemed to freeze the blood, but the most urgent thing now was to flee.

then

Inside Isiel's pocket, the hug's hemisphere Delta quickly flashed.

The signal from Arthur in the dark room was easily identified.

[Accessing to the unarmed two-man tower of the laboratory staff. I want you to decide whether to blow up the bridge or not.

Arthur also seemed to have grasped the approach of the two researchers.

Fran jumped to his feet. Isiel quickly unpacked his pocket and handed Fran half of the crystal ball.

His fingers quickly moved back and forth on the crystal ball.

[Maintaining the ties, refraining from disturbances] Joined at the entrance. Control just before entering after approaching the person concerned.

Shortly after Fran finished sending the sign, Isiel snatched the two men and a package, ran out of the room, and jumped straight to the first floor.

The two researchers, who arrived at the entrance of the pagoda, came unguardedly to Arthur wearing a guard uniform and guarding the entrance.

Without knowing what had happened, the two men were caught in Arthur's arms and fell apart.

Juleica's ancestors probably didn't know that it would be so abused to pierce the entrance of the tower in the opposite direction from Seokgyo to avoid revealing the agency's password.

Shortly after Arthur moved, Fran, who approached the two middle-aged people quickly, sprayed sleeping powder on their faces.

Arthur, who confirmed the spread of sleeping powder, threw the two people into the door. Then he quickly unfolded his cloak and put it on top of his uniform.

Fran winked at the cliff that had risen earlier.

I had a lot of luggage when I went, unlike when I came.

The heavy package containing Ma Gwang-seok copper sheet was surrounded by Arthur in front of his body and placed on the back of Fran.

Isiel crumpled up Clayo's long body and crossed the railing of the tower platform.

Going down was harder than going up. Even in dangerous situations, Arthur and Isiel calmly took one step down.

As the example of the cello shows, [hardening] was not all-around, so it was only one thing to get hurt if you fell from a position higher than your own test range.

The cliff was only one-third down.

The whole city was lit up with gas lamps, and a commotion covered the tower.

Dozens of soldiers' footsteps, urgent shouts, and hooves rang the heavens and earth.

Clayo felt Isiel's heart beating faster and sweating on his back.

Despite the urgency, the two main models calmly crawled down the cliff at a speed similar to the previous one.

Fran's prediction that he would be distracted by the search inside the tower seemed to be true now that the tower had been breached.

But when I climbed the cliff halfway down.

Arthur's head swung back like a military dog that smelled something.

Later, Clayo's Late also sounded an explosive warning.

Sust-

Whoo! Whoooo-ah-ah-ah- Whoo-ah!

Whispering.

A ruthless circle of advance cut the cliff off.

There was a crack throughout the corner that Isiel was holding.

Clayo's light body couldn't hold Isiel and tried to bounce off.

Isiel quickly reached out his arm and snatched Clayo's shoulder.

Quick.

a quagmire twitch

The corner of the cliff that Isiel was barely holding was broken.

The crash has begun.

The flying knight's muscles were tense and tried to turn toward the wall somehow, but it was not enough.

The sorcerer's body turned upside down and turned to the epicenter where the Circle of Advance flew.

In the midst of darkness, which cannot be dug up even by perception, the "promise" notice flashed.

[Level 7 Examination]

Title: The Coronator of the True Death.

At first Clay didn't know the owner of the title.

The ignorance soon turned to knowledge.

Clayo heard the three-syllable voice that squeezed out Arthur's bad words.

"Salan."

a night flight

The reflexively extended separation and extended perception slowed the flow of time.

In Clayo, the sense of fear or fall was drastically diluted.

Arthur, who raised [hardening] to the maximum, stretched out his arm toward Isiel and Clayo, but was faster to attack consecutively than his movements.

It's his own style.

Boom!

From the other side of the valley without a path, blackness was repeatedly stuck toward the cliff on this side.

The seven-level engineer's test range is 500 meters.

Fran's revolver's effective range was far beyond Clayo's circle, and far beyond Arthur's range of attacks.

The level difference between the group and Aslan was painful.

Boom boom!

In the midst of a terrible attack, Isiel and Clayo brushed Arthur's fingertips and fell.

As soon as Clay and Arthur looked at each other, Clay said only his mouth. with the conviction that Arthur would recognize it

'Let go of me, too!'

Arthur did so without a moment's hesitation.

After noticing Clayo's intentions, Fran threw a flare and smoke bomb hanging from his waist down and exploded it.

The flash coal, which was manufactured with Ma Gwang-seok phosphorus and carved with a magic seal, glowed with a mixture of ethers and sat on the night like lightning.

The strong wind between the valleys scattered the bodies of the four.

Let's do it!

Boom!

Curl. Curl.

As the black flag was stuck in the cliff one after another, the tower above it was warily twisted.

However, the pure sword, the Circle of Advancement, did not have a tracking function. As a result, the four men, shaken by the explosion, were able to escape Aslan's brutal sword.

Just before their bodies reached the ground in the midst of confusion and uproar, Clay developed a circle to wrap the four.

The wizard whispered a tender truth, as if the wind was going to move me.

"[Like a thick valley embracing pigeons, hurry up and embrace me.]"

The light of the flare and the storm of Ether, which Fran had set off in advance, covered the law. In this confusion of power, the common skill [Ether Detection] does not work properly.

It was a smokescreen to deceive Aslan's eyes.

Clayo's magic enveloped four people and slowed down the crash.

Fran felt the light of the ether like a gold net. He had never imagined the possibility that Ether could be so loosely woven.

If the magic shown at the port of Tergesti was formidable because of its power, the blurry [despair] showed terrifyingly delicate coordination.

"I don't think they understand what this is, but....’

Even if the level was low, Fran was a wizard.

No, I am sick and tired of the fact that understanding of magic theory is beyond high-level wizards.

There are people in the world who understand magic theory better than Clayo Asher and have a higher level of understanding.

But Clayo used magic in a way that no one could think of.

In Fran's opinion, Clayo Asher was not just the greatest genius of his time. He was the one who would use magic history in a different way.

with a thump

The party settled unhurtly in the deep recess of the valley.

Clayo's magic died out as soon as it was on.

Perhaps aware of the intruders' avoidance of attack, Aslan stopped flying and began to turn his horse's head down the hillside.

There was no time for sentimentality anymore.

Fran dispersed the odds and concentrated on his escape.

"The plan ahead has gone awry, so I'll go to Plan 3."

The other three nodded.

Fran made the plan carefully and deliberately. This turned out to be a good idea to put the worst case scenario on the table.

Just as his pessimism saved his own life many times, Arthur and his friends will be saved.

The two prosecutors, who gathered themselves, ran with all their might around their friends.

When I managed to get out of the valley into the mountain path, the distant barking of dogs began to ring.

Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo!

Plan 3 was the way in which infiltration was discovered.

Fran, Clayo, Arthur and Isiel were split, and the inspection team was drawing attention and the sorcerer group was trying to deliver the documents to Chelsea.

Arthur reinforced his senses with [hardening]. I tried to break the situation by searching for the information around me.

All of them were ordinary soldiers without a knight in the chase. Since there were no Ether respondents, it was not easy to search in the middle of the night.

Arthur judged that there was a breakthrough.

When I left the valley completely, the road leading up the hill and crawling to the middle of the mountain were divided.

Unlike humans, dogs with no darkness or slope were approaching as if they were rushing.

Arthur quickly handed Fran a bag of copied documents.

Ma Kwang-seok was heavy. Fran's shoulders, which were suddenly weighed, drooped.

"You go first. I have to send the documents.”

Fran, with his shoulders pulled up and the strap of his bag tightly, turned to the hill without hesitation.

"Please, Lyognan."

Aslan was on the verge of victory. Clayo had no choice but to follow Fran.

I was sick to leave Arthur and Isiel. But changing the plan here could have put Fran in jeopardy.

It is the deterrence of the jagged narrative, but I wanted to believe that At this point, Aslan would not be allowed to harm Arthur.

Clayo asked Arthur, hoping he wouldn't have to use his editor's authority.

"Never get hurt. Don't be reckless."

Arthur just grinned at the words. Then he took the mask out of his belt pocket and handed it to Isiel, who also covered himself.

Clay was so unreliable that he looked back again and again and disappeared into the grass, led by Fran.

There was little trace of the past two light-weight wizards.

After confirming that the wizards had moved away, Arthur held the blade as a traitor and pulled out the sword.

Come on!

Hurry up!

Arthur's sword, which was about to cut itself, cut into Isiel's arm in the nick of time.

Despite one level difference, Arthur could not turn on the sword. It was possible because the driver knew the master.

a thud

Red blood dripped on the sleeve of Isiel's guard uniform.

"Issiel!"

"There is no article to endure to see your blood before your eyes. Clay was worried about Arthur."

a laryngeal thud

Isiel stretched out his left arm wide and sprinkled blood on the surrounding grass.

There was a strong blood flow everywhere that animals could not pass.

"I'll move."

There was no time to waste in the scuffle.

With a somber pull on his jaw, Arthur put Isiel ahead and started running behind him.

The two prosecutors' new brothers, like the wind, cut the mountain path.

It was the opposite direction of where Fran and Clayo went.

Fran lowered himself by the side of the pushstone that Isiel had left and looked at the movements around him beyond the discriminating glasses.

Closhing right next to Fran, Clayo stared at the flickering light from the crystal ball in his hand.

The "gamma" version of the hug was an expensive one that included masonry, Mana Stone gold, and T-Flume.

It's even disposable. Once you use it, it becomes powdery like a used material for double rash.’

However, the fact that long-distance wireless communication was possible was enough. This item, which came out in the early days of wired communication, is literally a magical product.

The growing light was a sign that the other side of the hemisphere was approaching.

Finally,

Shoot me! Shoot him.

The gale overturned the grass in the hill.

With the engine switched off, the wind-burning box plane approached the signal at a low altitude.

It was a cello!

The antique-wheeled plane painted its flax wings and wood frames in dark southern light, and appeared to have suddenly cracked out of the night sky.

Clayo was impressed.

It was absolutely impossible to fly at night on such an early-stage gas unless it was a race of prosecutors.

The wooden instrument panel had a speedometer and compass that didn't fit well, and the control of the fuselage drove only between the steering wheel and throttle, so the cello crossed the border with the mountain range.

There was something touching about the night flight of the Nambit Revenge, even though it was not the time to be immersed in sentiment.

I'm so glad there's no airspace, no aviation law, no laser surveillance.’

Clayo magically took the plane into position.

The hemispherical kiln of the hugs, which we met again in one coordinate, played a role and was scattered with sparkling debris.

Amid the scattering of crystal pieces, the cello in the cockpit straightened its beautifully winding scarf and tilted the goggles back.

The goggles, which had been cooled by the cold wind over the sky, were clouded by the summer night's air, but underneath them, Rachel's eyes were shining like stars.

"So, did you get the right castle?”

"First of all. I'm glad you arrived safely."

"Don't mention it. It's about this much."

Clayo took a full mana stone purse out of his arms and handed it to Chelsea.

In the meantime, Fran was loosening the strap of a bag containing Ma Kwang-seok's ammo that had been tied to his body to load the luggage in the back seat.

The original plan was to send Chelsea alone when returning home.

However, things have changed from the beginning. Fran could not be left here until he confirmed that Aslan was here.

"Fran, why don't you just get on without putting your bag down?"

"What?"

"You can ride as far as Fran without the weight of the Abge, can you, Chelsea?"

Rachel squinted her eyes, looked at Fran, and soon happily pointed over the fuel tank. It was the seat that Isiel rode before.

"The little one will be light, so at least one."

A blood stand stood on Fran's forehead, but it was not the time to cover up the quarrel, so I shortened my words.

Anyway, there was only one person besides the pilot.

"Then shouldn't you go, not me, Asher."

"You know your face in this area. It's reasonable to leave when you can get out of the dye even though the effect of the dye is only a few days away.”

Aslan was a dangerous man in a different sense from Melchior.

If caught, it was obvious how Aslan would deal with this impure theorist.

"Sullan doesn't even know the existence of the St. John's, so there's no chance that he's going to take a look at it."

Clay had no intention of losing the friend he had saved, again because of Prince Albion.

Chell, looking at Clayo once and shrugging his shoulders, snatched Fran from the cockpit and threw him roughly into the back seat.

"It's originally a service only for Lady, but the night is short and the road is long."

Fran, who was caught in the prosecutor's tough arm and put his head in the frame, was trying to refute something.

Clayo opened the circle to the maximum extent and recited the truth without any space.

It was an attempt to hide Ether's radiance that lit up the circle before it could be the brightest.

"[You have made this silence my sin,]

Silence will be the highest honor to me.

I was silent, and I didn't harm the beauty!]2)”

The magic ceremony, which flashed like a bolt of lightning in the dry sky, was immediately rolled inside the circle.

'There you go!'

The combination of [shielding] magic with [decrease] is an anomaly, which creates a balance that prevents the magic from lighting for a while.

[Reduction] and the two magical functions in front of it are at odds with each other, so the amount of ether consumption is terrible, and it was a tricky way for sound or light to leak out if it was misadjusted.

If Jebedy saw it, it was a trick to yell.

'But this is the only way.’

The cello quickly started the engine.

The magic ceremony prevented the noise of the noisy takeoff.

The propeller turned and the gas began to slide forward.

Two, two, three, let's go, let's go!

Clayo's circle range is only 80 meters.

I had to fly up to the sky before I could get out of the circle. It was like a vertical takeoff using magic.

Feeling like standing on one foot on a cliff corner, Clayo conducted a double rash.

Shuuuuuuuuuu-

The ether of the bowl flowed in one stroke, causing dizziness. There was a familiar taste of blood in my mouth.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

The concealed Ether shot high, spinning like a whirlwind inside the circle.

The ether that was about to burst was forced to be reduced, and a great amount of ether was worn out and offset by a storm of light.

The light of the [take-off] and [acceleration] magic was entangled in the plane's navy tail and wings.

as the stars in heaven descend to earth

It's still dark outside the circle.

It was a light that could only be seen inside the circle.

Chell's mufflers flew away, and Fran held his glasses tightly so that they would fly away.

Clayo shouted his second statement.

"[Far away! Far away!] I will fly to you.

Not the chariot of the Barkers led by the leopards.

On the wings of an intangible poem!]3)"

Wind, sound, light.

Everything clumps together to whitewash the view of the three people in the circle.

So, the wings, mounted by the magical wind of a poem, escaped the gravitational pull and were held in a dark perforation.

1) James Lee's Wife , Robert Browning, 편역.

2) Sonnets 83, William Shakespeare.

3) Ode to a Nightingale, John Keats.