The alchemist, Galen Lanion, quickly prepared the medicine and handed it to me.

    Golden liquid flowed inside the transparent glass bottle.

    “We made it with strawberry flavor as requested!”

    “Oh, how can I calculate the cost of dispensing?”

    “Are you talking about cost? it’s okay! The novel itself written by the creator of the story is a sparkling inspiration to me!”

    “Still, you can’t request it yourself and get it for free.”

    Even if the cost is quite high, the prince will pay it without hesitation.

    So I wanted to make sure.

    “It’s really okay! Rather, since I created a medicine with inspiration straight from the author’s novel, shouldn’t I pay the author money? Don Quixote, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and Conan were all interesting reads!”

    “Ah, yes. Thank you.”

    … for a moment.

    What did the alchemist just say?

    “Saga Conan… ?”

    “Wasn’t this a novel written by the author?”

    “How did you know?”

    “Because the color of inspiration is the same! Wow, it was such a brilliant inspiration that it didn’t seem to belong to this world. Haha!”

    The color of inspiration.

    Although I translated it, it is a novel conceived by writers living in different eras.

    But for that fantasy reason, is it possible to recognize it as the same author?

    “Oh, was this a secret? No need to worry! Even though I look like this, my mouth is heavy. Yikes.”

    “… Ah yes. I’ll ask you to keep it a secret.”

    No matter how you look at it, he doesn’t seem like a person with a heavy mouth… .

    Well, it’s not that big of a secret anyway.

    “Then I’m done! Because I have to organize the inspiration that comes to me into recipes!”

    “Yes. Thank you for the medicine.”

    I received the medicine for free, so it’s okay to trust this much.

    .

    .

    .

    The prince, who had become a woman with the ‘soul potion’, drank the ‘fixing potion’ in one go without any hesitation.

    “Umm~. Both medicines taste like strawberries, so it feels a bit monotonous. Is it the producer’s preference?”

    “Do you feel any changes in your body?”

    “Well? When I drank Hyde’s medicine, I clearly felt the pain of my body changing, but I don’t feel much about it being a medicine that fixes my body.”

    “‥‥‥.”

    I received this medicine for free, so it’s definitely not a defective product, right?

    I suddenly started to feel a little nervous.

    The prince must have sensed my nervousness and opened his mouth playfully with a smile.

    “Hehe, it’s okay to not be so nervous. Even if the drug is defective, I have no intention of blaming the author. You are the author who gave me this mysterious medicine, right? I am very grateful now.”

    “His Royal Highness’s joy is my joy.”

    “Shouldn’t you call me the princess now?”

    “… Her Royal Highness.”

    “Yes~. ah! Please call me one more time.”

    “Her Highness the Princess.”

    “Hehe, one more time.”

    “Her Highness the Princess.”

    “Ugh, it’s so nice. It’s addictive… .”

    “‥‥‥.”

    “Oh, I just thought something blasphemous, didn’t I? I guess you thought I was crazy?”

    “No.”

    It looks like a ghost.

    Is there really such a thing as mind reading?

    “I think that’s right… . Well, that’s it. Rather, the writer.”

    “Yes.”

    “When do you plan to write your next work?”

    “… Yes?”

    “I’m a sponsor. Is it okay to ask this much?”

    “Ah.”

    “Ah? You didn’t forget, right? Oh, no way.”

    I completely forgot.

    Suddenly, cold sweat started flowing from my back again. My hands are shaking.

    Would it be a problem to write ‘Conan Saga’ under a different pen name? ?

    “Wow, I guess I really forgot?”

    “… Sorry.”

    “I thought I sent quite a lot in donations… Well, it doesn’t look like money is tight. Should I have promised something else?”

    “No. I think I have received an undeserved blessing just from the donations.”

    “The writer was the second son of the Frieden family, right?”

    “… Have I ever told you my real name?”

    “Ah, do I really have to say that? You come to know it naturally.”

    I am proud to say that I conducted a background investigation.

    Considering his status as a prince, it is natural that he cannot meet just anyone.

    “I understand that Count Frieden is quite troubled by the central nobility issue… Can I help you?”

    “Are you talking about my father?”

    “I can write you a letter of recommendation so that you can enroll in Munjangwon. Oh, officially it’s not my recommendation, but my uncle’s… It will be on the recommendation of Duke Artien.”

    The Heraldry is an organization that records the genealogy of nobles and determines their official titles. As its name suggests, it also serves to bestow the family emblem – symbol – to emerging nobles.

    In order for any noble to officially inherit a title, it had to be inspected by the Herald.

    Although he doesn’t have much real power, if he is disliked, the awarding of the title may be delayed when the title is inherited, so it is a position where one must be visible as much as possible. He could be said to be a kind of official directly under the imperial family.

    “How do you feel? I think it’s a pretty good gift. If you just put your name on the emblem, do you think the central nobles will come with gifts?”

    “… I am grateful, but I will decline.”

    And it is a position that my father does not need.

    “Uh, why?”

    “My father is a person who considers gossiping about central nobles as a pleasure in life. You can’t become a child and take away your father’s joy, right?”

    “… Phew, what is it? that is. shocking. Is that really the reason?”

    “Yes.”

    It’s half true.

    My father—Count Frieden—is a man by nature. He hates working, and is clearly disgusted when asked to sign documents.

    If I were to give a person like that an annoying job like a civil servant, he would just curse me and call me an immoral person.

    “So, I will assume that I did not hear your Highness’s suggestion.”

    “It wasn’t a suggestion, it was a gift… Well, okay. You can’t force something you don’t want.”

    “Thank you for your understanding.”

    ” Instead! From next time, can’t you forget that I am your sponsor? I’ll write the next novel quickly too.”

    “Yes. Okay.”

    “Hehe, I’ll look forward to it.”

    The prince was giggling, covering his mouth with his hand because he was so happy.

    Soon I left the room with the escort.

    And a moment later, there was someone sticking their head out from beyond the door.

    “Writer! His Royal Highness has gone!”

    It was Dorling Kindersley, the president of the publishing company.

    “I’m really tired… .”

    “Hehe… . Thank you for your hard work!”

    “I’m sweating so much right now that I feel like I’m going to die. Could you give me a glass of water?”

    “I thought of it in advance because I knew you would!”

    “Ah, thank you.”

    I took the glass handed to me by the Doling owner and took one shot.

    It’s cool. Did they install a magic water purifier at the publishing house?

    “Boss.”

    “Yes!”

    “I think you should take charge of the editor’s work.”

    “… Oh, no way, those words!”

    “Yes.”

    There was a piece I wanted to write.

    I should take this opportunity to publish it.

    “I want to write a new work.”

    “Huhhh—!!! Really, right?! You’re not abandoning me, right?!”

    I expected the Dorling boss to make a fuss.

    There’s something strange about that content.

    “Throwing it away… ?”

    “Well, since you published a piece about me in a cheap magazine like Half and Half, I thought it was because I wasn’t good enough… Tears just came out… lol. Thank you for choosing me!”

    “Ah.”

    Well, from the boss’s perspective, it was surprising that the most popular author had suddenly signed a contract with another publishing company.

    “You don’t have to worry about that. I plan to leave it to Kindersley Publishing if possible in the future.”

    “Thank you! I will work hard until my bones turn to dust and my body falls apart!”

    “There’s no need to go that far… .”

    He is also a very fussy person.

    .

    .

    .

    The Conan saga is the ancestor of mass-produced fantasy novels.

    The plot is linear, the story is simple, the characters are typical, the sentences are intuitive, and each episode takes the form of an omnibus.

    In other words, it’s easy to read.

    Because ‘Half and Half’ was much cheaper than other magazines, many of the readers of Conan Saga were children.

    “Mom!”

    “Did you come back from playing with your friends again? Hey, what are those knees? Ugh, my knees are all scratched! I walked around like this and it doesn’t hurt at all?”

    “Barbarians don’t stop just because they’re sick!”

    “If it hurts, you should stop. It’s just foolish to keep playing even when you’re hurt. All the wounds will get worse.”

    “Hehe.”

    Playing ‘Conan the Barbarian’, an honorable and noble hero, has been the most popular game among young children these days.

    I could do it with just one twig. Just take off your top and that’s it.

    The problem is that children who are obsessed with playing heroes often get hurt while playing.

    Normally, children would break their noses while playing among themselves, even if left alone, but parents could not help but feel that this was all the fault of a novel called ‘The Conan Saga’.

    “Wow, that damn barbarian or something.”

    “Learning to write is good… I wish I would read a proper book. Magazines only have violent and sensational writing.”

    Thick, illustrated fairy tale books were the exclusive preserve of the wealthy and aristocrats.

    All that ordinary children have access to is magazines and thin novels that can be purchased at low prices. Or, I could read Don Quixote, which my father bought with his pocket money. There weren’t many children who read.

    “Ha… … .”

    .

    .

    .

    “I will write a fairy tale.”

    “Fairy tale… What?”

    “Yes.”

    “Uh, are you talking about something like a fairy tale collection of stories passed down orally?”

    “No. Of course, I create it myself.”

    To be exact, I am plagiarizing my previous work, but now I have become quite shameless.

    I could confidently say this much.

    “A fairy tale… ? You’re not just writing a few stories to be included in a fairy tale collection… ?”

    “Once you read it, you will understand.”

    I was sure.

    Among the masterpieces I have plagiarized so far, this ‘fairy tale’ will be sold to the most people and in the most countries.

    Any adult who was once a child will have no choice but to love this fairy tale.

    0 Comments

    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period.
    Note
    // Script to navigate with arrow keys