episode_0088

Adrian Belmont has worked hard to avoid being noticed since his admission.

Although he wanted to ignore all the nobles of the empire, he held back and focused on improving his reputation by being friendly with them.

A kind and cultured prince from a foreign land. That was Adrian’s current reputation, so it was not a wasted effort.

However, there was no significant progress in his relationship with the Third Prince, whom he had tried the most to get closer to.

I followed him from general education classes to club activities, but I rarely had the opportunity to talk to him or become close to him.

rather,

‘Adrian, are you doing your best now?’

It was the third prince who showed some dissatisfaction towards himself.

Adrian’s current role in the comics club is to write the script.

Since it was only going to be shown for 10 minutes, it wasn’t that difficult to come up with a simple story to fit it.

Adrian had adapted a part of the stories of countless heroes and knights he had read and written them down, and the other members who had seen it all expressed their satisfaction.

Just one person. Except for the Third Prince, Edric Bell.

‘Is there anything you don’t like?’

‘No, Adrian, your script was excellent. It was a story without a single flaw.’

Adrian barely managed to resist the urge to question Edric’s answer as to why he had said such a thing.

If you were to pick the most unhelpful person in the club, it would definitely be the Third Prince, who would be the one to find fault with it, and Adrian was at a loss.

‘I can’t draw, so I can’t be of much help to the other members.’

-But I was having fun just practicing my drawing, but Adrian didn’t look that happy.

Adrian felt a little stung by the Third Prince’s words.

As he said, he had another reason for joining the manga club, so he just wrote the script to make things look a little odd.

‘Don’t all the other members look happy when they work? I hope Adrian writes a script that he enjoys writing too.’

From that day on, the words the Third Prince had said continued to linger in Adrian’s mind.

What kind of story would you enjoy?

Even if something like that existed in the first place, I just thought that it wouldn’t be worth making the members who had already started working suffer again.

‘But… just this once.’

Adrian started writing a new story, just for fun, or as an excuse to write in his spare time.

Music. When it comes to animations that we make now, not only are the pictures important, but sound is also an important element.

So, it occurred to Adrian that it would be a great fit to create a short story based on a song, and he immediately started writing about it.

He didn’t know because he couldn’t see himself, but his face was definitely smiling as he wrote.

***

“Hello, my name is Ishmael!”

“Hello, my name is Lee… no, Rin.”

The headquarters of the Yuren upper city in the capital city of Chaldea.

Normally, it was a place where limited edition comic books were sold, so outsiders were not even allowed to enter.

But today, three outsiders were sitting in the reception room, drinking tea and chatting.

The three winners of the Universe’s Strongest Comic Contest and the three writers invited to receive their awards today had absolutely nothing in common.

One of them was a boy who had not yet lost his boyish nature, and the only woman was a black-haired lady who looked well-grown at first glance.

And there was even a man who looked close to middle age, sitting quietly with a dark expression, keeping his distance from them.

No matter how you looked at it, it was an odd combination, and it was even more unbelievable that they were the ones who had won the election after such fierce competition.

“Can I call you sister?”

“Okay, feel free to call me that.”

The boy continued the conversation by asking the girl about various things, perhaps because he was friendly.

In fact, I kept talking to another middle-aged man, but I didn’t get much of a response.

And Esteban, the top lord of Yuren, who was watching the scene, felt his heart burn inside.

‘I’m going crazy, please be quiet you punk!!!’

Esteban would have liked to sew that brat’s snout shut right now.

He was so surprised that he almost fainted when he went out to greet the winners after hearing from a staff member that they had visited the top to receive their awards.

The reason was that among the elected officials, there was a woman with a particularly dazzling beauty, but of course, the problem was not her appearance but her status.

‘Why on earth did the princess participate in the contest… No, why did the young master choose the princess’s work?’

When he found out that the author of the that Rupert had praised so highly was Princess Iolin, he wanted to run away to a faraway place right away.

In fact, even he, who was secretly blaming Rupert for choosing the princess’s work, thought that it was bound to be chosen when he first saw it.

But no one could have predicted that the author who created such an outstanding work was a princess.

“Your Majesty, Lord Rupert has arrived.”

“Come on in!”

Esteban, who felt like he was crossing an icy lake every minute, hurriedly answered the staff member’s message announcing Rupert’s arrival.

‘I don’t know anymore, do as you please, my lord.’

Esteban decided to leave the rest to Rupert.

He had always felt that Rupert was particularly vulnerable to such misfortune, so he just thought that he would somehow survive.

***

“Congratulations to author Dumas for winning the Excellence Award for ‘The Avenger’.”

“… Thank you.”

The man who had a bad expression on his face while waiting in the reception room only smiled briefly when it was the moment of the award.

“Then, would it be okay if I had a quick chat with the winners about the series?”

“Yes.”

All three winners answered willingly, but Rupert, who presented the award, could only see one place.

‘I really don’t know what to do with this.’

Rupert had a headache seeing Iolin carefully examining the trophy in her hand, seemingly delighted at receiving the award.

-I have an important deal to deal with today, so I’d like to ask you to take care of the rest.

As soon as he reached the top, Rupert felt something strange as he watched the upper class slip away as if they were passing the baton.

As expected, Rupert almost screamed when he found the princess sitting quietly in the reception room.

When their eyes met, she smiled brightly, making him look like a reaper from hell.

But now that it was time, he couldn’t eliminate her, so he hid his nervousness and proceeded with the award presentation somehow.

And now it was time to talk to the winners about the cartoon series, so they moved back to the reception room.

“I and Yuren will be releasing a new type of comic book in the future.”

“New format?”

“Yes, we will make a comic book in the form of a magazine.”

Rupert gave them a brief overview of how the magazine would be serialized.

The winners initially had difficulty understanding the unique and unprecedented method of serializing multiple works, rather than just one, each issue.

“It’s definitely something that people will find interesting. It’s a great way to attack the parts that comic book readers have been missing so far.”

Only Dumas, a former merchant, immediately saw the merits of the serial magazine method that Rupert had described.

“That’s right, but of course it’s not all good.”

Rupert then explained that six stories, including those by the winners and his own students, will be serialized, with one story every two weeks.

Basically, the magazine serialization method had its advantages, but it also had clear disadvantages, so this explanation was necessary.

‘It’s better now that it’s serialized every two weeks, but the difficulty level of a weekly serialization is ridiculous.’

From the readers’ perspective, a week is a long time to wait, but from the artists’ perspective, a week is an extremely short time.

It was possible to do a weekly serialization because it usually took no more than five days to create one episode, starting from the storyboard.

As a result, there was not enough time to plan or draw the story, and the quality of the cartoon often declined.

Not only that, but since he had to start drawing the next episode right after finishing one without much rest, it was common for his health to deteriorate or for his work to be ruined.

Rupert knew this better than anyone, as he had previously published a weekly webtoon in Korea.

‘We need to review and accumulate serial content with them for at least the next month.’

Especially since they are new to serializing a cartoon.

If they decided that they couldn’t do a biweekly serialization, Rupert was willing to give up, even though he felt it was a waste of money to invest so far.

“Ismael and Mr. Dumas will be staying in my studio and drawing cartoons for the next month.”

Since both Ismael and Dumas lived far from the Somerset workshop, when Rupert asked if this was possible, they readily answered in the affirmative.

“And… Since that part seems difficult for you, Lin, could you send me the amount of work you’ve done each week to the mansion?”

It was Rupert who cautiously asked Iolin, the last remaining winner.

It is still unclear whether it is possible for her, as a princess, to hide her identity and continue her serialization, but it was necessary to first confirm her intentions.

If she didn’t want to do it, that’s fine, but if she did, I had to think of a solution.

“That shouldn’t be difficult, but… .”

“Just?”

“I would like to hear your opinion on my work.”

Iolin, who once expressed her opinion on a fairy tale that Rupert had drawn.

This time, he did the opposite and asked for an evaluation of his own work.