Scott's words caused Arthur to roll over and sit up.

Scott, he swears, absolutely did it on purpose.

In fact, the same is true -

As the words fell, the new editor-in-chief of the Clarion quietly lifted the tent curtains, not all of them, but only one slit.

When it was discovered that only Arthur and Pendragon were inside the tent, Scott's face was palpable with disappointment.

"What are you disappointed about?

Are you polite?

Are you defiling my character? ”

Arthur said to his friend.

"I would never doubt your character Arthur, and I would never think that you would do something tasteless - I am just reasoning simply!"

Scott cocked up his right index finger and shook it a few times.

"Reasoning?"

Arthur was stunned and looked at Scott in surprise.

"That's right, reasoning!

You've given Nanjin to Ms. Caesar, isn't she moved?

And under the emotion, it is hard to help yourself, shouldn't it?

You won't take the initiative, but if she takes the initiative, shouldn't she be dry and crackling? ”

Scott said seriously.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!

You're right!

If you don't write, it's a waste of talent!

Do you believe it or not, if Malinda is still here, you've been slapped in the face and thrown out? ”

Arthur rolled his eyes and lay back down.

"I believe it!

Isn't that Ms. Caesar's absence, though?

It's just my buddy Arthur here! ”

Scott laughed and leaned over, and the young editor-in-chief moved a maza, sat down on Arthur's soft edge, and pulled out a pen and paper.

Obviously, an interview needs to begin.

Arthur was not disgusted by this.

In order to gain more XP, he needs such an interview.

However, before starting, Arthur specifically asked-

"Did Julie Sword Master remind you?"

"Reminder, what shouldn't be written can't be written.

Moreover, the swordsman has already taken people into action.

She assured me that by the time all the top four were decided, your match with Consion 'Whale Slayer' would be reasonable, at least as the average person would have recognized. ”

Scott smiled wryly.

Still, there were no more complaints.

After seeing part of the reality of the world, the new editor-in-chief understands that some things are better known to a small number of people.

Otherwise, it will only cause panic and confusion.

It's like the 'Scorching Wind' Greta they encountered that day.

If anyone knew that this bandit was not only cruel, but also possessed power beyond ordinary people's imagination, most people would despair.

And when such despair lingers, no one can guarantee what will happen.

"Well, so my supplement has to start with something else!

If you want to describe the 'Sword Fighting Competition' of South Los , you can't just write about the 'Sword Fighting Competition' of South Los , you have to write about the customs of South Los , you have to write about the richness and beauty of South Los , you have to write about the contestants in this competition-

For example: The love between the 'medium' of Nanlos and the 'lady of the long night'? ”

Scott said, looking at Arthur expectantly.

The gossip in his eyes was like substance.

Arthur can guarantee that Scott is definitely not just for the sake of writing reports, but also for the sake of eating melons.

And he?

As a friend of the other party, how can you not satisfy the other party's heart to eat melons?

Definitely not for XP!

It's about helping others!

Arthur thought to himself, and slowly spoke-

"The first time I saw Malinda, I knew she was the love of my life......"

The world in front of me can't be written because of the 'mysterious side'.

But love stories can always be written, right?

A bloody love story doesn't always attract the prying eyes of any terrible existence, right?

Arthur began to make up stories.

These stories are extremely pompous, but when there is the premise of 'Nanzhen gives it to you', everything becomes real and believable.

"Hey, you've climbed the windowsill in Lady Caesar's back garden?"

Scott in the record looks at Arthur with the eyes of a warrior.

I didn't!

Not me!

Don't talk nonsense!

I'm just dedicating myself to 'art'!

A tribute to 17-year-old Romeo and 13-year-old Juliet.

"You know, love is always going to get carried away – even me, and I've done something completely unreasonable for Malinda's sake.

Those things, even to me now, are still incredible. ”

Arthur gave a wry smile that was just right.

"So, when you encounter those things now, will you refuse?"

Scott entered the professional state and began to keenly spot the topic.

"Nope!

I still do that.

No matter how incredible it is, no matter how unbelievable it is, I'll do it, because—

She is Malinda. ”

Arthur shook his head firmly, and then, his gaze softened.

That kind of softness is something Scott has never seen before.

Before that, Scott didn't understand love.

Because, it can't be seen, it can't be touched.

However, after this moment, Scott understands what love looks like.

That's what Arthur looks like when he mentions Malinda.

That is, love!

As if inspiration had been sparked in the depths of his brain, Scott began to write his head.

And, unconsciously, the new editor-in-chief began to polish Arthur and Malinda's love story.

Arthur hugged Pendragon and quietly left the tent.

He has no habit of interrupting other people's work.

If you want to create a weakness for yourself, let it be a little more complete!

Thank you, Malinda!

Thank you for offering to be a 'lover' with me! ’

Feeling the warm afternoon breeze, Arthur, bathed in the sun, let out a heartfelt sigh and looked at the ring.

The match between Bourne and Bedwell has come to an end.

Even though Bodwell is talented, fast and dexterous, he still loses in the face of Bourne, who is also not bad in talent and has more experience than fighting.

Bourne made it to the semi-finals.

The coach of the Jolchok Sword Club was full of joy and excitement.

As an opponent, Bedwell was disappointed, but he was very friendly and sincerely blessed his coach and opponent.

As the two walked out of the ring.

The third match didn't start right away, but there was a cabaret performance as before, and those who were able to go to the ring to perform song and dance between the games were paid.

In the same way, this kind of singing and dancing is also to attract more people, so that the surrounding stall holders can feel that they are getting the best value for money.

Arthur didn't know much about singing and dancing.

However, at the end of the performance, applause was still given.

Then 'Tempest Sword' Deljo and Lord Ernest's nephew stepped into the ring.

While everyone's attention was drawn to the ring, a figure crept closer to Arthur.

(End of chapter)