The Editor Is the Novel’s Extra

It happened a thousand years ago that the door of Menemosine suddenly turned red.

Jundong, who started in the capital city, was also the first to face Jebedi.

What even popped out of this dungeon was a tricky flying game to respond to.

Because of this, the government urgently started the system without evacuating all the people inside the school.

Arthur patted the boy on the shoulder and asked.

"Where are the people, how long are they?”

"All in the basement storage..." Mrs. Charlotte, Mr. Thompson, Mr. Lyuba... All the kids running errands. Some students helped me clean up. First grade, haha."

"You're on vacation and you have a student? Did you get called in?”

"Oh, no, those who have been called in haven't arrived yet. First grade, Kkum, first grade sister said she didn't go because her house was far away....”

Arthur was aware of the situation and did not forget to look at the internal conditions that had already been broken and started to bounce around like lightning.

A voice calling for Birch's name followed, perhaps it was dogmatic that the child ran out.

"Butch! Where are you, Birch?”

A student in a dusty school uniform appeared among the trees burned down by a manslaughter.

It was Lillian Bennett, a freshman holding a stick with a stiff upper lip.

The impression of the first-year senior in a few months had changed dramatically.

Maybe it's because of the situation. Everything has changed so much in the same place, even though it's the same person.

The clever Lillian seemed to have grasped the situation quickly.

"I wasn't able to break through completely shielded external fissures. It was because of my lack of training. Don't worry about it and do what you were going to do. Let's go back, Birch."

Her reaction was different from the instant message that she wanted to hang on to Arthur and get out.

The child was hanging on to Arthur.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

The number of flights that fell out of nowhere suddenly soared above the school's forest.

Seeing the shadow grow, he was trying to drop the ball of fire.

It was feared that the school's internal and external determination, which is still narrowly maintained, would add to the burden.

Clayo first grabbed Ma Kwang-seok's wallet and opened it like opening it.

Just as he was about to start Achilles' spear.

Tatatatatatatat!

Ta-da!

The cello followed the tail of the flight at an exquisite angle, and Ripley fired accordingly.

The man who stopped trying to drop the fire tried to turn the stumbling body and drop the cell.

It was an impasse in the sky.

Forgetting the seriousness of the situation, Lillian asked in awe.

"What's that…?"

"Chelle and Lippi are on the plane and facing the beast."

Bang!

Kwagua and Glow!

The second bullet seemed to have reached the core of the beast.

Again, the sky was cluttered with dust.

Fireworks flashed in the girl's light lime-colored eyes. The flame remained as a wick after the death of Masu's body.

An untimely sense of wonder chilled the girl's back.

"Something like that, that's possible. I couldn't imagine."

"Nobody would normally imagine it.”

"I'm a prosecutor, but if I can deal with that evil beast like a wizard at a high place, if I have that power now... It would have been nice.”

Lillian, who was awkward at the end of his speech, bit his lips as if he was not familiar with the swear words.

Sphere, Sphere, Sphere, Sphere, Sphere.

a globe palace

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Now, the whirlwind of Ether began to swing around the internal clique.

Clayo shouted urgently.

"The internal fissure is about to explode. Oh, my God!

Arthur understood Clayo's urging properly.

I had to get Birch and Lillian back underground.

If a low-grade student and a photographer, who had just developed Ether's sensitivity, faced the Ether explosion head-on at such a close distance, they would not be able to be safe.

Arthur roared in the gloom of the clump.

"Lillian, this is not the time to say that! Tell Chelsea that you want to fly afterwards. If you're alive, you can do anything."

Arthur suppressed his desire to lead all the people out at once.

"Go back underground with Birch. You're safer there. I'll help you get out of the external gridlock when things are solved.”

a slurring sound

Set it up.

Leticia and Isiel, who were found, also added words.

"Ah-seo keeps her promise, so trust me."

It`s too dangerous to be in a state of internal solidarity right now. You'd better stay as far away from here as possible, just in case it explodes."

Arthur inserted a T-Flume Guntlet into Lillian without a chance for Clayo to stop it.

"Once you pump the ether, the shield is activated. Use it when you really need it."

The sniffing butt was caught in Lillian's firm hand and disappeared toward the warehouse near the entrance to the forest.

with a thump

Arthur suddenly knelt down on the floor in his lap. He ethered through the scope of his examination with his palms on the ground.

Similar to [Trace], it was a within-test exploration technique that only highly skilled inspectors could use.

Sustained.

Arthur's eyebrows, sweaty as if they had caught something, were once wiggled. He then extended his [hardening] to the maximum and covered the entire range of his test.

Clay found out that he had specified the location of the basement.

Arthur, who erased the laugh, couldn't have listened just because he was talking. The sound of lowering the level of protection of civilians was not a good choice.

"Give me the guntle, and Ether's on the floor.’

The internal solidarity that was about to burst in front of him, and the altruistic protagonist, who did not know that his life was connected to the safety of the world, trampled Clayo's nerve cord in pairs.

Maybe you should have told Arthur that if you die, not only Berch and Lillian, but all the beings you love and pity will completely disappear.

But how on earth can you convince Arthur of that?

To an upright man who has no meaning in his suffering and is convinced that he cannot be the only one special.

All Clayo can do now is to reduce the power of the crack explosion by all means.

in a short

The shaking of the ground and the pressure of the ether condensing disappear, and an acoustic vacuum first arrives. Things stop moving a little slower than that.

Clay is overwhelmed by the silence and emptiness that comes with the collapse of internal solidarity.

Perhaps the apocalypse that Gillard Eclipsy showed to the members of the Code Society was a description of this moment, not the previous world that Clay knew?

Ppaii-i-i-i-

Inside the ear, the tinnitus hung its long tail.

Separation acts as an unprecedented intensity and pulls time tight.

A second is broken down into 10 million units, and Clayo manages to float the scar from his right hand, which is about to disperse like a broken-up beast.

The game was not a problem.

The moment when the Ether of the eight-level wizard covered the heavens and the earth.

The suspended world is pure white, and all Clay can see is his twisted fingers, his hands, and his sword, which he swore.

[-Unique Skill: Use Editor access (3/3)

CAUTION: The usage limit within that chapter has expired]

[-Time Remaining / Timeout:

00:04:59 / 00:05:00]

Finally, the editor's authority was fully invoked.

Arthur, free from the bondage of the scar, took off his white hardened lips.

"I can't feel the energy of Isiel and Leticia. So are the people in the warehouse. That's what you did before your last name was activated."

Arthur's voice, which recounted the situation, was not high and low. It was as dry as a mechanical voice. It was clear that he had a terrible shock.

Clayo said with the utmost confidence.

"Come on, it's okay."

Arthur's head, looking at the source of the explosion, came toward Clayo in a move that seemed to make a squeak.

He also seemed to be trying to invoke the "frontscape," and there was a gemstone-like gloss on the scar of his hand.

The energy of the scar was spread out wide and caught in the suspension of the "Editor Authority," covering an empty space like an umbrella with a large price.

Even though he had practiced a few times, the area Arthur could put in the "frontalization" movement was not much different from the scope of the test.

It is only possible to target visible people, but it has never been successful to move people who are in an invisible position.

Nevertheless, he tried to move not only his colleagues, his unknown teacher, but also those who were evacuated underground.

It was a desperate situation.

"You remember? I can turn back time.”

"Yes, and I'm out of that turn….”

"If you change the case that includes you instead, your time will be as messed up as it was when the first foreground was made."

"I don't care about that. Give me back the time. May the Goddess allow it."

He remembered Clayo's words that only with the approval of the goddess could he turn back time.

At this moment, God's mercy was the only thing to cling to, so Arthur pressed his chin so hard that his tendons sprang up.

Then they held hands together on the grip as if praying.

Whenever time starts to move, to release the scar and the ether again.

Clayo's heart burned down, too.

There was a great correlation between the world and Arthur, but I couldn't say it. For the moment, it was urgent to turn back this despair.

Clayo's fingertips have been shaking for a while, too.

Hiding the tremor, he held the mass of manuscripts in his left hand. With the other hand, I fixed the pen that gave off a subtle glow.

The words of Palimpsest, whose edges are split into pieces like a dry land, and scattering desert-like dust, were revealed.

Clay read the script more desperately than ever.

The last phrase that was written before the start of the blank paper came into my eye as if I were hitting a nail.

It was fortunate that Arthur could not read this.

"Jevedi Fusis found that only prohibited climate magic was the only solution to prevent this disaster. But he had never asked to enter the king's library. He was the master of his life avoiding the dangerous spotlight.

The internal defects, which had prevented hundreds of flights, eventually led to cracks beyond the durability limit. A group of beasts united with tangled ethers turned into the rain of fire. It was a storm of Ether. Jebedi sensed that his ether bowl was collapsing. It was an uncontrollable disaster.

The aftermath covered both the east and west sides of the highlands. Arthur and his colleagues were all caught up in the storm.

The last line had neither a termination mother nor a period.

Clayo, who was about to delete the last page immediately, had just taken the pen off the ground to create ink.

a thud

Took.

The gesture was so sudden that a drop of ink came off the pen and stained the page.

'The explosive part of the internal nodule can be rewritten. So where exactly can we go back?’

Is this remembered world outburst planned by the author or an accident caused by the manuscript's deterioration?

If it were the former, it would be impossible to modify it, but if it were the latter, the time could be turned back to yesterday as originally thought. If more time is given, we may be able to defend ourselves more properly.

Clayo suppressed his nervousness and glanced at the glistening time limit in front of his eyes.

[-Time Remaining / Timeout:

00:03:41 / 00:05:00]

There was still time.