Karuna moved her eyebrows like someone who heard something out of the blue.
“Are you thinking of putting their novel on the leaflet?”
“Yes. If I publish an interesting story, people will be interested in the <Obelir Post> just to see it.”
From my point of view, it was important to maximize the impact of this one-page leaflet.
‘This is more of a jackpot than I thought. They can read it around.’
And when I tried to bring back memories of my previous life, there was no content as good as a newspaper serial novel.
‘Actually, I heard that newspaper serial novels were very popular in the days when there were no smartphones.’
It was said that people often subscribed to newspapers to read novels by certain authors.
“I’m going to publish a novel, but I’m going to cut a very long novel and publish it little by little. To make them curious about the next story.”
“Who will buy it and see it?”
“There is no nobody has tried to do that yet, so let’s try it.”
Novels of this era did not yet have the concept of serialization.
Some newspapers publish a very short amount of poems, novels, or plays in the cultural section, but the length is very short from the beginning.
In other words, it was a little disappointing to have the power to keep reading all the stories from the beginning to the end in one copy of the newspaper.
‘if compressed, they are high-quality and excellent works, but what I need now is…’
The last straw.
I needed that kind of hot taste.
“First, can you select and send me the writings of authors who can serialize novels?”
Karuna half-heartedly agreed to do so and left.
She returned a few days later with several manuscripts.
“First of all, I paid the writers a fee and received a draft of the story. If there is a story you like, I will select it and proceed with the contract.”
“Let’s see…”
I began to read through the manuscript.
It was clear that it was great work. I read it smoothly even though I couldn’t sleep because I should have cared about my father’s illness.
‘But it’s not the taste I want. Something’s missing.’
As I continued to look through the manuscripts, I held my breath when I saw the title of the last manuscript.
<Plan for the perfect divorce>
‘Once you pass the title.’
I began reading the manuscript with subtle anticipation.
Karuna must have read the manuscript in my hand because she added a comment.
“Only that one is different from the others, isn’t it?”
‘This shit, what the hell did you do to your wife…’
“I think the second one you read is good, it has a nice taste that makes you want to read, doesn’t it?”
‘Wow, the main character is amazing. You want to get revenge on your ex that way?’
“Her Highness the Grand Duchess?”
‘Wow, that’s really hot…oops.’
I came to my senses and looked at Karuna.
“This manuscript is good.”
“Is that so? I have only read the part where the mistress is pregnant.”
“the mistress ends up pregnant?”
My heart beats at the tingling taste. If it is a high-end drama, it’s a familiar memory of my previous life.
This is it.
That this work would make the name of Obelir Post known throughout the empire.
“Karuna. Talk to the author of this piece. The sooner we start serialization, the better—”
I added one more condition, selflessly.
“It’s not because I’m curious about the ending, but it would be useful if you could show me the story to the end.”
* * *
“Then, the council of elders will end with this.”
Peter, a low-ranking bureaucrat who was in charge of assisting the council of elders today, opened the door after hearing that the meeting had been canceled.
Brak!
As he was quietly doing his job, someone bumped into him.
It was the knight who had come to escort the Duke of Gelon.
“Don’t get in the way and avoid on your own…”
“…..”
The opponent is the escort of the powerful Duke of Gelon. It wasn’t a day or two that he was treated like this, Peter didn’t respond, just lowered his eyes and lowered his head.
Instead of scolding his escort, Duke Gelon clicked his tongue at Peter and passed by.
In fact, the Duke was in a very bad mood.
‘After the Sacred Tower appeared in the world, he slowly looked at it, and after Frey repaired the divine power barrier, he was openly shaken.’
It was the same with Grand Duke Prause’s attendance at the founding conference.
Frey’s husband expressed his intention to attend, but they didn’t cut him off on their own and they asked Duke Gelon for his opinion.
[“There is a possibility that the Grand Duke will retaliate, so I think it’s best to grant his request for now.”.”]
[“There’s a lot of talk about him not being who they say he is, Besides, the materials of the Magic Tower are now in his hands…Oh no.”]
Everyone said that they were afraid of the retaliation of the transcendent dragon descendant, but the Duke of Gelon was no fool.
“Bastards. Making stupid decisions because they’re afraid of being hated by Frey.”
The duke clicked his tongue and headed for the palace.
Bang!
There was a loud noise as he passed Tahar’s bedroom, but Duke Gelon did not bother to look at him.
‘If you’re of Gelon’s blood, there are times when you have to use your anger to achieve your goals.’
Instead, Duke Gelon headed to the room where Lydia was taking a class.
“Your Highness the Duke. Did you take a step?”
The few high-ranking wizards left by the duke’s side gathered here to teach Lydia.
“My, Duke Gelon…”
Lydia greeted him with an exhausted face.
Duke Gelon sat down next to Lydia with an infinitely friendly face and said,
“Our Lydia needs a little rest. There, bring her refreshments.”
“….?”
Lydia widened her eyes in surprise.
Duke Gelon, who was always cold and scary, gently brushed her hair and suggested snacks.
He even tapped her knee and gently hugged herself who was sitting on his lap.
‘Strange. But…’
Tuk!
Lydia grabbed the hem of Duke Gelon’s robe with her short arms.
According to her teachers, Duke Gelon had been trying not to see her face for a while because he was so angry.
Clearly, there was something strange about this situation. But Lydia, hungry for affection, could not refuse.
“Lydia ate it. Eating fruit makes you strong.”
“….”
Lydia timidly opened her mouth to accept the grapes that Duke Gelon was feeding her.
Suddenly, the scene she saw at the birthday party passed by.
[“Oh, grapes!”]
Damon and Arsene, sitting on the Emperor’s lap and munching on grapes.
‘How envious I was looking at the children from afar.’
When she thought she was doing something similar now, the fear she had felt towards the Duke of Gelon melted helplessly.
Duke Gelon thought as she brushed the child’s hair.
‘A child is still a child but she shouldn’t be too soft until she achieves her task.’
Lydia was a transcendentalist.
Even so, she keeps looking for people’s warmth with her eyes shining at snacks.
The Duke asked Lydia without even caring that she was feeling happy.
“By the way, Lydia. The mansion you went to control the undead monsters the other day…”
“Yes.”
“Maybe there…I wonder if anyone other than you came to visit.”
“….!”
‘Damon and Arsene!’
Lydia’s eyes widened as she instantly remembered the two children.
* * *
“You have no idea what a glorious day this is for me, Your Highness Grand Duke.”
The next day, Daniel’s new mansion in the capital is stocked with everything he needs.
Baron had tears in his eyes as he took the Grand Duke and his wife and the young masters inside.
“Imagining His Highness Archduke Prauss’ entrance at the upcoming great conference, I, I…”
“Baron. It is kind of you to think so, but it’s late.”
As soon as Daniel spoke, Arsene and Damon yawned, ‘Hoamm.’
Only then did Baron realize that his actions were excessive and put the handkerchief in his pocket.
“Then have a good night. The new couple’s bedroom is cozy.”
Anyone could tell that Baron had unknowingly emphasized the word ‘couple’.
“Goodbye, Baron.”
Damon and Arsene naturally tried to hold Frey’s hand.
Luke secretly led the two young masters.
“Young masters come this way. Would you like to see the new room?”
“Yes, Luke.”
“But do we keep living here?”
“It is not. But I bought a nice mansion, so we can go back and forth between the north and the capital at any time.”
With the ability to use the mobile magic circle at any time and the addition of the owner’s thick wealth, maintaining two mansions was no big deal.
‘Capital… cake!’
The two children felt a little happy when they remembered the cake Frey had bought in the capital.
“I like the capital.”
“There is grandfather too.”
“So let’s go to your bedroom, sleep, and wake up, and I will show you around the mansion tomorrow.”
After Luke lured the two children away.
Daniel and Frey looked at each other, suppressing their oddly tickling hearts.
“Then let’s go to bed, Frey.”
* * *
