Yagi Yukisai looked at the blue-haired and arrogant little ghost in front of him with blazing eyes. The man in the white lab coat was pushing his glasses and examining the large A4 paper pin-fixed text in his hand with a rational and strict gaze.

"How! I've changed my report this time and published it as an autobiography, so I'm sure I'll make a lot of money, right? The Chaldean youth aspires to be a handsome writer, ah, I can't wait to be on the cover of Time magazine! ”

Yukisai Yagi let out a disgusting laugh.

Hans Christian Andersen, who acted as the editor in charge of the confronting of the situation, rolled his eyes at the naïve thoughts of his idiot.

This is the most common mistake that many newcomers make.

I feel that I am a genius, and I can succeed casually. casually wrote 50,000 words, not counting the prologue, that is, the garbage of the twenty-three chapters, and dared to start such a dream of great wealth and wealth.

Are you kidding! Apologize to the writers of the universe, bastard!

Moreover, the front is written in detail, and the back is getting faster and faster, and there is no patience in the back, this idiot!

And the progress is too fast in the back! Why did you suddenly fight the boss, there is no foreshadowing! There is no blood that should be there, how can it be solved all at once?!

Hans Christian Andersen already hated this kind of stupid adventure that spread the innocent taste of the imps in his youth, and this thing written by Yagi Yukisai is clearly garbage in the garbage.

Anyway, he began to realize that he had seriously looked at the beginning before, and he shouldn't have wasted time on this thing.

"How's it going, Mr. Hans Christian Andersen! You say, when the time comes, I should maintain strict self-discipline and not let reporters take pictures indiscriminately and remain mysterious? Or should we increase exposure and become the center of attention in one go? ”

"I feel like you need treatment. Ask the woman with the poisonous tongue in the infirmary if she can lobe your brain. ”

Andersen looked at him with disgust.

This person is still thinking about becoming famous! What a joke!

It's so badly written, and you have the audacity to say it!

Ander was so angry that he wanted to send him away, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Looking at this kind of too naïve idiot, Andersen wanted to beat him up - but Andersen's strength was probably not enough to beat Yagi......

"You wait for me!"

Andersen angrily threw aside the A4 paper collection in his hand, and the title "saber-wars Dark Round Table Strikes Back" was written on the cover.

Then, Andersen opened the dictionary-heavy notebook-like thing he was carrying, picked up a pen, and began to write.

Just looking at his hand speed, I'm afraid that it can't be hundreds of words in a minute.

And there is no pause at all, there is no need to think, there is no mistake in writing, there is no trace of alteration, and Andersen writes at such a rapid pace.

In less than ten minutes, Andersen put down his pen and showed Yagi what he was holding.

It is a re-creation based on the song of the Nibelungen.

It is basically based on the description of the second special point of France, Yagi Yukisai slaying the dragon.

It is written about a weak knight who is not favored by anyone, and once again by chance, he obtained the sword and armor of the legendary knight, so he wore it to crusade against the dragon, and finally the armor was broken, but because he was bathed in dragon blood, he became invincible in the world, and finally married the princess, a gratifying story.

The overall plot is decent, there is nothing outstanding, and it was probably a work that could make people's eyes light up a little two hundred years ago. But from a modern point of view, it's a little ......

"Pretty ordinary, huh?"

Yagi Yukisai couldn't help but give an evaluation.

Hans Christian Andersen nodded and said, "If I can give 100 points for this article, yours will only get 0.275 points, how to put it, it's disgusting." ”

"Huh?! Not really! I don't think I'm that bad, am I? ”

"It's that bad! A sucker! Get the hell out of here! If you dare to write something, be careful that I will write you to death! ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go! Illiterate fellow, I'll ask Shakespeare! ”

Yagi Yukisai was still angry, he really felt that what he wrote was not bad......

Andersen almost blasted him out.

It wasn't until he blasted out that he noticed......

"Ahh Worst...... Without paying attention, he wrote his story on the treasure...... Cut, let him invite me more drinks next time. Really, what's so nice about this kind of youthful adventure...... Really. ”

As everyone knows, because of Hans Christian Andersen's description, the performance of his [Evil Dragon Blood Armor] has been further improved, and Yagi Yukisai is excitedly going to find Shakespeare.

Then he was blasted out by Shakespeare.

Ah, I can only say that these big writers are worried that a cutting-edge family like themselves will rob them of their jobs, so they will deliberately unite to attack themselves!

Hum!

With such an unconvincing thought, Yagi Yukisai returned to his dormitory.

"Hmm, help me get that comic."

I don't know where to move out of a huge black round kotatsu table, which has been magnificently entrenched inside, and almost the whole person has softened the black Artoria-faced girl X-alter.

"Hahaha, whatever! Hahaha...... It's funny, is there such an unfolding! ”

Opposite her, a girl in sportswear with an identical face, Aalto...... Ahem, Miss X.

"I said you two, don't be so grandiose in someone else's room! Damn it! ”

Next to the two, Sakura Makiri, dressed in Egyptian costume, was watching all this with a bewildered expression. It seems that it is too difficult for a girl who is already a little autistic to face such a chaotic situation all at once!

Yes, the book that Yagi took in the past was revised and compiled from his personal experience.

It doesn't matter which quiet Berserker or this Assassin who claims to be Saber are the real deal.

It did suffer a spaceship collision.

These two men were not in fact the servants of the Chaldean call.

But what else can be done?

In the spirit of the idea that the more combat power the better, the Chaldea accommodated them. The new dormitory is under renovation, so it can't be moved in for the time being, so the two of them stay in Yagi's room.

It's almost time to take out the board game and play.

"Huhuhu! My dear! I've made an upgraded version of Hukeon! Come and try this Hukeon and be mesmerized......"

Just as Yagi was sighing, someone barged in.

Needless to say, Circe is the only one who is keen on ancient wheat porridge and thinks that this thing can solve everything.

The petite eagle-feathered girl, who looked like a child, rushed to Yagi's room with a smile on her face.

"Ahhhh What's going on!! Why did it add ahhhh ”

Covered his ears with a shock from her high decibels, Yukisai Yagi had an unexpected sense of reassurance.

(It's back...... My day-to-day. But...... How do you explain that to her? ）