The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

Whi-e-e-it.

Shush shot.

When Pierce was heading for the outer wall of the palace to cross the river.

The prince's voice amplified through a loudspeaker in the ear of the Swordmaster, whose five senses were all raised by "hardening."

"I will protect this place with all the citizens of the capital. The Lundane will be strong for the next millennium, as it has been for the last thousand years. A strong wall is open for you, and when we are together, we will not be defeated."

a clear and clear voice that forces one to listen violently

The word that is giddy and bewildering.

Even Pierce, who suspected the prince's true intentions, had an impulsive desire to take off his hat and pay homage in tears.

'This is absolutely magic. It's supposed to be magic.’

Pierce repressed the urge, recalling the insult he had suffered from the prince's dog.

To blame.

Burned.

Pierce, who was jumping over the outer wall with just two jumps, could see Melchior standing on the terrace toward the square.

He was only a four-level prosecutor, but he was dressed in his usual clean robes without any fear.

The prince was looking at citizens of the capital who had flocked to escape the fire with only one knight of the guard standing behind his back.

Every word he added, the fear was unnaturally erased from the faces of civilians who flocked black in front of the wall, asking for help.

Three or four knights of the Crown Prince Guards, who had just had difficulty controlling citizens, breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who were clamoring for their position and property became as gentle as children and came into the castle.

It was not possible in a normal way, with a magical fire that cannot be extinguished by water sticking to its tail.

I'm crying!

Cuqua Quang!

Cuckoo!

Even at that moment, several of the beasts encountered the tenacity of the palace, causing tremendous sparks and vibrations.

The flying horse, which gets close to the ground only when the fireball is dropped, was only able to counter it with a senior engineer's [circle of advance].

Knights of the Crown Prince Guards were struggling on the outer wall, but the number of senior knights was insufficient.

In the midst of the chaos, the prince, who spoke unwavering about courage, could have appeared to be a great leader for the people.

The strange combination of follow, doubt, and antipathy that wanted to follow Melchior unconditionally accelerated Pierce's headache.

Pierce, who had flown a new model over the building surrounding the plaza to avoid crowded civilians, suddenly looked back and felt as if his eyes met the prince.

On this street?!

I don't know if you're a sodmaster, but a four-level engineer won't be able to see the difference.

There was a shady corner of the eye.

Piers, who reflexively retreated further, feels a sense of crisis like an animal lucky to avoid a snare.

At the same time, all the fantasies were frozen as if the faith and excitement encouraged by the prince had fallen into ice water.

The instinctive rejection and disgust that I could not recall when I was close to the author soared like a sickle.

In this terrible situation, it was an excited smile that hung over the prince's delicate lips.

The bright smile gave me a feeling of pure joy.

‘!!!’

From the beginning, the prince had something suspicious.

The inner side of the hideous shell, the uninterpreted darkness.

What has he been looking at so far?

Melchior was not a poor father-in-law who was trying to curry favor with people to fill his lack of legitimacy, nor was he a illegitimate child trying to overcome the vulgar bloodline that his mother committed suicide due to his friendship with the gardener.

a cord of string

"Laughing."

The intermittent headache clouded Pierce's izzie.

The pain of penetrating the brain with an awl flashed like an electrode as the tangle of thoughts clung together.

Pierce desperately grasped the divide of thoughts. This was a clue that should not be missed.

Is the aim of Melchior just to govern this country? Are you trying to become a king and enjoy the power of the dead?

That easy-to-understand goal may not belong to Melchior.

It is hard to treat the other person who struggles over power and the heterogeneous existence that wants the world to burn in the same way.

Melchior is an unnegotiable object.

You can't be fertile after defeat.

The head of the Capital Defense Corps will remove Prince Melchior from the power to change one thing in the bay and the option to choose.

The blonde monster was not supposed to be on the throne.

Blame it!

Boowoo!

Pierce, who climbed over the roof of the cathedral and approached the river, took a look at the school where the shield was still standing.

The load on the internal fissure became more and more heavy.

It was self-evident that if that exploded, the cohesive ether itself would cause a big explosion before the outbreak of the beast.

Even though he had been training all his life, he could not guarantee that he would be able to completely stop it.

Now, one sodmaster in the capital is struggling in the clique, and the other sodmaster has no will to move a step from the tower of the palace.

There's only one way.

Pierce melted into the shade of the building where people had fled.

At the end of the dead end of the food wastebasket, he made up his mind.

There was no more hesitation.

Click.

In a small glass bottle, a red liquid than blood shook deeply.

'You'll need this one day.' The queen's cold and arrogant tone came back from her mind.

'Your Grace, you're right. Everything you said was true.’

Pierce swallowed Hydra's poison, which was bestowed directly by the queen.

The burning feeling of swallowing a lump of charcoal heated from the esophagus to the stomach struck me.

Clay turned his head away.

Across the river, grayish-brown ethers were seen firing into the sky from the ground where the palace and parliament were located.

Some of the beasts died out.

The confrontation seemed to be in a lull for a while, and then the blue ether rose like lightning from the ground to the sky.

The blue ether decimated the number of manuscripts that Pierce had been orbiting.

Sodmasters are not common, so they must be Pierce Klagen and Tasserton Tristane.

I know it is the chief duty of the knights to keep the palace, but Clayo became frustrated and impatient.

'There's one more sodmaster over here...Is Melchior just letting this go?’

The party has now reached the middle of the school's forest.

Leticia stood behind Clayo, who turned off the fire.

Arthur and Isiel dealt with the "noblemen in the sky" who were still burning after falling around the internal scaffolding, relieving the overload on the fault line.

However, it did not provide fundamental help.

Whoo! Whoo!

Whooooooooooh!

As Jebedi reversed the internal scaffolding, the condensed ether in it exerted enormous force and pressure to distort the landscape.

"I can't believe I can't lock up the door of Manemoshin with that much power!’

Only the owner of the scarlet ether, which is covered with Ether's stationery and cannot be identified even by "tardiness," can never be misread.

Professor Rosa struggled by raising Lee Hyung-hwa.

It was not enough for Meiji Master and Sodmaster to launch a narrow attack, and the internal solidarity seemed to explode without blocking the door of Manemoshine soon.

It was impossible to reset the school system or restart the school system.

Jebedi's eight-layer circle, which started the scaffold in the reverse direction, remained in shape, receiving an ether from the Meiji Master.

The effect has caused a hot heat like rising from a furnace to the outside of the scaffolding.

I couldn't imagine what hell it was inside.

'But I can't stop it.’

When the wizard leaves the circle, the wizard closes. The same is true even if the supply of ether is stopped.

It was a dilemma.

If we leave it as it is, it will explode, and the magic will be lifted. If you call again, you can't block the door of Manemoshine, where the evil comes out.

Clay was heavy-hearted.

I was confident that the children would feel burdened, but it was not an easy problem to solve.

Go, go, good night.

Good, good, good.

Even at this moment, the pressure on the internal fault lines was getting stronger.

The deadlock will be over soon.

I was nervous as if my heart was popping out of my throat, but I couldn't put magic on it in advance.

Double rash was essential to cover areas beyond Clayo's circle.

The ether consumption of the double rash was enormous. Therefore, it was difficult for Clayo, who had a huge ether sensitivity, to last for a long.

Therefore, the beasts had to be wiped out at once in time when they came out of the scaffold.

But if it explodes, will climate magic cure it?’

You can't know unless you try.

Clayo, of course, had one more defense in addition to climate magic.

You could use Editorial Authority to change the date back to yesterday and come to Lundane in advance.

But the correction must also cause Arthur to get caught up.

Clayo took a glance at Arthur's profile, which focused on the state of internal fissure.

Direct modification of the item on Arthur in Palimpsest may result in a mix of manuscripts, resulting in his injury or knowledge of the structure of the world.

The danger wasn't just Arthur.

"If you intervene hastily, the scar will not work properly or the amendment will not work. If you waste the editor's authority that's left in this chapter, you can't undo it.’

Clayo held himself together by raising the separation to the highest intensity.

At the moment of the collapse of internal solidarity, we planned to prevent the spread of fire with climate magic, and to turn back as much time as possible until the plaintiff allowed it if it was not possible.

The wizard tried to slip an ether into his right hand.

The rectangular castles gave off a bluish glow.

If the shape appears like this, it means that it is not an inkling.

'This time again, if the stigma doesn't work, like in Tristane, the capital of the royal family, which you set as the stage of history, will disappear from the map. Do me a favor.’

Clayo lolls at God who doesn't know where he is.

Indeed, it was an inch of untruthful sincerity.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Now, the internal crystal is so bright that it is hard to see it as a Na-in.

With the power of separation, Clayo encouraged his colleagues in a calm voice.

"I think the internal fissure is about to burst. Everyone, get ready to the maximum of [hardening], and I'll do the [defence] magic together. Stay close and don't fall.”

"Yes."

"As soon as the situation stabilizes, we'll enter the gates of Manemoshin!"

"Okay, Clayo."

"Yes!"

The four men prepared for the explosion with maximum defense.

It was then.

Crunch.

"Ga, save me! Mr. Arthur!"

Someone crawled out of the shade of the forest.

The boy's face, whose face was covered with tears and runny nose, looked familiar. He was a child who usually ran errands for Professor Jebedi.

Arthur's energy, which was tightening his lips and attracting Ether, was disturbed.

"Butch, are you okay? How come you're still here!"

As it wraps around the gate of Manemosine, the teachers of the Capital Defense Corps regularly conducted evacuation drills.

I thought there would be no one left because I was on vacation and didn't bump into anyone while I was coming in.

"I couldn't get out because the shield kept popping. I can't open it no matter how hard I tap it. Uh-huh."

Arthur knelt down and examined the condition of Birch.

The boy's hands were bruised and crushed. The back of his hand was covered with blood from the external scaffolding.

At last, he met a reassuring opponent and burst into tears, butch began to talk about the story.

"There was a evacuation warning in advance, but I couldn't hear it because I was cleaning up the basement storage. When I saw it, it's already... I can't go out because there's a traffic jam. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Hiccup.