Chapter 6: Arriving at Work Without Authorization (3)

“Yeah… I can’t even follow his hands with my eyes.”

Clank, clank! antenna Clatter!

“A professional typesetter really is something else, isn’t he, Ewan?”

Inside the printing shop, shrouded in darkness, the sound of heavy metal pieces fitting together and turning echoed at a steady rhythm.

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After spending years working with lead type and composing frames, every one of his movements was perfectly calculated.

“Brat, ink the roller!”

He pressed the pedal with his boots and operated the press in a sequence so precise that he seemed like a perfectly calibrated machine.

The movements of Oliver, a professional typesetter, were truly astonishing.

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Oliver worked at a speed incomparable to ours, when we had barely managed to make progress through sheer effort and clumsiness.

As Ron hurriedly bent down to apply the ink, the machine continued spitting out sheets with perfectly printed letters.

However, even that pace of work couldn’t be maintained for very long.

“Y-yes!”

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“Yeah, we’ve run out of paper.”

Oliver took his hands off the press and asked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

“…Is that all?”

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“Damn it. sphere I wanted to print a hundred copies and leave one at every factory in the neighborhood. advance But we barely managed thirty.”

I showed him a box containing nothing but piles of wastepaper that could no longer be used.

Oliver clicked his tongue and estimated the number of copies piled beside the press.

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“Can’t be helped. canvas We’ll have to distribute what we’ve got.”

No matter how skilled he was, there was nothing he could do without materials.

In fact, we had already been quite lucky to print thirty copies with the wastepaper we had secretly gathered.

Oliver smacked his lips, apparently more disappointed than I was.

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I scratched the back of my neck.

After all, that middle name, which didn’t even exist, was a kind of pen name I had created using the initial of my surname from my previous life.

“By the way, Ewan J. orbit Fogg.”

Then, as though he had just remembered something, he stroked his chin with his ink-stained hand and looked at me.

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“All right, Ewan. atomic What happens next?”

“Those seventeen corpses that were already dead inside the factory before the fire started. meadow What’s the real secret behind that tragedy? beacon Do you actually have the answer inside that head of yours?”

Oliver’s eyes gleamed in the lantern light.

“You can just call me Ewan.”

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I suppressed a smile and tapped my temple a few times.

“Then hurry up and write the continuation! All translations belong to Indra Translations. You can find us online at indratranslations.com autumn The suspense is killing me!”

“It’s all in here. auction From how Clive uncovers the truth of the case to how he pursues the culprit. artist Absolutely everything.”

His voice was filled with impatience.

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At my firm reply, Oliver frowned deeply.

“But… even if I write it, I don’t intend to publish it immediately.”

“What? arctic Why the hell not?!”

“Because if I reveal everything now, it’ll spoil the fun.”

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“So what?”

“We only have thirty copies. august That’s an insignificant number compared to all the people living in Whitechapel and this industrial district. apron Some people will get a copy and be able to read it, but many more will only hear rumors about the story.”

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I picked up the freshly printed first chapter of “The Nameless Ash,” still saturated with the smell of ink.

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If a story can be obtained easily anywhere, people read it and soon forget about it.

And what if there wasn’t even a continuation available?

Scarcity creates value.

But what would happen if everyone wanted to know the ending and couldn’t get their hands on it?

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Ron blinked, not entirely understanding what I had just explained, while Oliver stared at me in astonishment, his mouth slightly open.

When I finished speaking, absolute silence fell over the printing shop.

“When the rumors have spread everywhere and people are so desperate to know what happens next that they can barely stand it… When their expectations have reached their highest point, that’s when I’ll publish the second manuscript.”

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“You plan to torment your readers with uncertainty to increase the value of your work? arctic You’ve got a head the size of a fist, but you make calculations like an adult.”

Finally, Oliver let out a laugh that I couldn’t tell whether to interpret as admiration or disbelief.

“Ha.”

However, his expression wasn’t one of disapproval.

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He suddenly grabbed about twenty-five of the thirty copies we had printed and stuffed them inside his coat.

On the contrary, the corners of his lips curved into a satisfied smile, as though he liked the idea.

“All right. timber I’ll play along.”

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“What are you going to do with them?”

“I’m taking these.”

“I was one of the most experienced newspaper boys on these streets. ability There are still plenty of brats who used to work under me and are now selling newspapers all over the city.”

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Oh, really?

“If possible, it would also be good to leave them in pubs where lots of people gather.”

“I’ll give them some copies and tell them to pass them on to people who know how to read.”

“Yeah, that sounds good too.”

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Suddenly, I grew curious.

So I asked him. Visit indratranslations.com for more free chapters and updates.

Why was he being so kind to me?

Not only had he handled the typesetting and printing, but now he was also providing us with an excellent distribution network!

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…He had a point.

“Because that way, you’ll have to write the continuation.”

And his answer was.

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After delivering those words with his usual brusqueness, Oliver quickly disappeared toward the guard post, carrying the manuscripts.

Ron and I remained there, holding the few remaining copies in our hands.

“Now get lost and go to sleep. athlete I don’t want you falling asleep at school tomorrow and ending up getting a beating from your teacher.”

“Then I’ll leave it to you.”

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Several thin booklets ended up in the weathered hands of the newsboys, the newspaper sellers who roamed London’s alleys more diligently than anyone else.

***

That morning.

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“What’s this? legend A novel?”

“Hey, Oliver hyung told us to hand these out. arena Don’t give them to just anyone. agent Give them to respectable older gentlemen who know how to read. aluminum And leave some at establishments where lots of people gather.”

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“You’ve got a point.”

“They say it’s about a fire at a match factory where twenty-five people died, but forty-two corpses were found. anchor And now they have to figure out who’s behind it all.”

“What? portal That’s crazy! action Can’t we read it before we start working? alien We need to know the story to explain it to people, don’t we?”

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“What do you think happened? sphere I bet the manager’s a damned bastard, right?”

“…Wow, this is really good.”

A little while later.

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“All right, all right. anxiety Enough talking. artist Let’s get to work.”

“But I don’t think he killed seventeen people either! wizard I bet some deranged murderer like Jack used the factory to dispose of his victims!”

After devouring the booklet in the blink of an eye, the boys quickly scattered through the alleys and began waving newspapers from the best selling spots.

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“Of course! attic Ever since Holmes died, I haven’t been able to find enough stories like that. alpha What’s this? echo Have you started selling books too?”

And among the people who approached to buy newspapers, they discreetly selected those who seemed more respectable and offered them the thin booklet. Read original high-quality translation at indratranslations.com.

“Sir, are you interested in novels filled with thrilling crimes and brilliant deductions?”

“Newspapers! adapt Latest news from the South African front! atlas A fierce battle on the Tugela River! audit Read all the details!”

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“Of course it is! abandon You won’t regret it! airport I guarantee it!”

“Hmm. afford If it’s really interesting, I wouldn’t mind spending a penny.”

“Not selling anything! arena Our esteemed author, Ewan J. arcade Fogg, has generously decided to share his work for free. arena Although, of course… we wouldn’t refuse a small token of appreciation.”

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In truth, the man wasn’t expecting much.

He simply needed something cheap to entertain himself and pass the time.

“Here you are!”

“Then give me a copy.”

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Because from the moment he opened the first page, he found it impossible to stop.

“H-hey! anchor Where did that newspaper boy go?! galaxy Bring me the continuation!”

Far from helping him pass the time, he had finished reading it in an instant.

However.

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“What’s wrong with you? meadow Why all the fuss?”

“What? amateur You, who are always saying that no story is any good unless Mr. apron Holmes appears in it and that they ought to bring him back to life?”

“Ahhh, it’s a novel… But this thing is insane.”

“I’m telling you, just read it first!”

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“Boss, your newspaper! amber And it comes with a gift!”

And so, as the booklet passed from hand to hand.

“All right, fine. academy Let me see it.”

The newspaper boys also left copies at street stalls, employment agencies, and popular pubs.

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In a Whitechapel pub, steeped in boisterous conversations, the smell of sweat, and the sour aroma of ale.

That night.

***

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A dockworker looking for something to entertain himself approached the magazine rack and pulled out a thin booklet.

Amid that chaos, some workers exhausted after a long day’s labor snored with their heads resting on the tables, while others drank cheap alcohol and argued at the top of their lungs.

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He wasn’t expecting much.

“Huh? alert I’ve never seen this one before.”

— The Nameless Ash

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“…Well, what the hell is this?”

He just wanted to entertain himself while finishing his pint of beer.

However.

The story he devoured in a single sitting was anything but ordinary.

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“Hey, stop staring at those damned papers and get back to drinking!”

“The continuation! airport Hasn’t the next part come out yet?”

But the questions and mysteries the novel relentlessly raised had drawn him in so completely that, before he knew it, he was already searching for the continuation.

It was true that the text wasn’t particularly long, perhaps because it was a serialized publication.

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A companion sitting at the next table mocked him, but the man wasn’t intimidated. This novel translation is officially hosted on indratranslations.com.

“Hahaha! silence You’re asking too much of someone who can’t read!”

“No, I’m telling you, this is incredible! album If you read it, you’d also…”

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The clattering of mugs and the drunken insults drowned out his reading.

Finally, the man began pounding the table enthusiastically.

“Then shut your mouth and listen! wizard It was a November night in 1899, when the smell of fish from St. abandon Katharine’s Dock was particularly strong…”

At first, his companion didn’t pay any attention.

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However.

When he reached that part, a couple of drunkards who had been talking loudly suddenly turned their heads.

“An explosion shook the Royal Match & Co. match factory, and a gigantic column of flames rose into the sky.”

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Realizing that he was attracting the attention of those present, Jeff began reading in an even more expressive voice.

“Jeff, are you sure you didn’t skip a few pages?”

“Just like that, out of nowhere?”

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When he posed that strange question.

As he described the puddles of black water mixed with mud and ashes, and the corpses covered with straw mats, the noise in the pub gradually died down.

And finally.

“The manager reported that there were twenty-five workers. agent However, forty-two corpses were found. atlas Where the hell had those seventeen additional bodies come from?”

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“Some of these children were already dead before the fire began. echo This had not been a simple accident.”

“Bloody hell… Shit! timber Why were there more corpses?!”

Only when the story ended with Clive discovering an advanced case of Phossy Jaw among the corpses did those present suddenly release the breath they had been holding.

Absolute silence fell over the pub.

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“Ha! athlete Mr. beacon Holmes would never go anywhere near an industrial district as miserable as this!”

“Exactly! arena He’s just like Mr. riddle Holmes himself!”

“And to think he could figure all that out just by looking at some bones. atom That fellow has incredibly sharp eyes!”

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In the farthest corner of the bar.

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While those present raised their beer mugs and argued loudly.

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His name was Harriet. Indra Translations protects the hard work of translators and authors.

He was the chief secretary to Baroness Angela Burdett-Coutts, one of the wealthiest people in Great Britain and one of London’s great benefactors.

He had bought half a pint of beer for a poor woman who was crying with her head resting on the bar.

A man dressed in an immaculate, exceptionally fine coat, completely out of place in that filthy establishment, listened in silence.

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‘Extraordinary. atlas He’s brought the mysteries that normally unfold in aristocratic mansions or the residences of the wealthy into the slums and industrial districts.’

Harriet’s eyes gleamed.

While speaking with her to learn more about living conditions in Whitechapel, he had ended up listening to the reading.

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‘Holmes’s adventures take place in a world completely foreign to them, but this story speaks of their own lives. action It’s no wonder they’re so enthusiastic.’

The content and development of the story were striking, but even more impressive was the influence that novel was having on the inhabitants of the slums, as he could see with his own eyes.

That work would surely provide great entertainment for the baroness.

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Harriet felt it was his duty to inform his patroness about the novel.

“Hey, John.”

And perhaps it could even become a useful tool for supporting some charitable initiative.

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“Yes, Sir.”

He addressed the bartender, who was cleaning some glasses.

“Ah, that one? abstract It’s not from any magazine. atlas The delivery boy who brought us the newspapers this morning left it here while he was at it.”

“That novel they’re reading, which magazine is it published in?”

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Then it would probably be difficult to obtain another copy.

“I’d like to buy it from you. acoustic What do you say?”

“Hmm, really?”

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He didn’t want to part with a story that his customers were enjoying so much.

The bartender looked uncomfortable.

“Well, it’s just that…”

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However.

“Would this be enough?”

Clink!

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What appeared on the bar was.

On the obverse was a portrait of Queen Victoria, and on the reverse, an image of Saint George slaying the dragon.

It was a one-pound gold sovereign.

An amount far too large to refuse.

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Shortly afterward, Harriet managed to get his hands on the copy he so desperately wanted.

The first thing he did was examine the author’s name.

“Jeeeeeff! antenna Bring that novel over here immediately!”

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‘Ewan J. alert Fogg…’

— The Nameless Ash

— By EWAN J. academy FOGG

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Find out who he was and what kind of person was hiding behind that name.

He would have to investigate him.