Groselle's Travels

"Unable to publish... You haven't finished writing it?"

Luther asked with a frown.

"I finished it!"

Fors instinctively straightened her back and hurriedly explained, "It's because of other factors... The publishers won't approve it!"

She roughly explained to Luther that the protagonist of the story was a wanted man in Loen, a subject strictly forbidden by the Royal Family and the authorities. Although she had completed the first part of the story, no publishing house or newspaper would dare accept it, no matter how well it was written.

"I see... I understand."

Luther nodded impassively.

That made sense. For the Loen Royal Family, having their palace shelled by naval cannons and their king attacked was an utterly humiliating matter. The name Blood Bishop had naturally become taboo as well; they would never allow people to spread word of what he had done.

"Yes, it's truly regrettable."

Seeing that he was not angry, Fors breathed a sigh of relief.

Mm, truly regrettable. Now there was no way to update it...

Hidden beneath the Gray Fog, she could not help curling her lips at the thought that she would no longer have to stay up late writing articles.

Then she heard Luther's calm voice.

"That's fine."

He said, "Just publish it in another country."

"...Huh?"

"Intis, Feysac, or even the Sonia Sea far from the capital. In those regions, Loen's official forces have difficulty maintaining control."

Luther said.

Moreover, other countries would certainly be happy to see the Loen Royal Family's scandals publicized. If Fors published there, it should go very smoothly. As for the language barrier, that was even less of a problem. Anderson had ties to the Church of Knowledge; a few Language Mastery charms would resolve it.

"I-Is that so? Then that's really wonderful..."

Fors said dryly, seeming rather