“...... So that's it, thank you. ”

The adventurers and mercenaries watched as the young man in the wolfskin coat and snow boots put on his hat, pushed open the door, shivered, and hurried out of the tavern.

"Hey, old Hank, what did you just say to that kid?" one of the mercenaries shouted loudly, "Tell us ...... tell us!"

"You coarse people don't understand!"

Despite the scolding, Old Hank, the owner of the 'Ice Cod' tavern, still told the story: "That kid just now, what kind of 'newspaper' is the owner, the maid grown, and he came to me to consign that 'newspaper' here, twenty copies at a time. ”

"Two hiccups...... Twenty servings for what?" the mercenary belched, plucked out his ears, and asked again.

"Newspaper!" said old Hank with a contemptuous smile at the end, "I have said that you coarse people don't understand!"

"Newspaper ......"

Pierre, who heard a civilian at the table next to him, turned around and asked in a low voice, "Hey, friend, do you know something?" ”

"It seems to be similar to the 'announcement'......" the civilian replied with a few glances at Pierre.

"Oh......"

Pierre looked back, and it seemed that the man didn't know either.

"I think I heard someone saying 'newspaper'?"

A voice came from the second floor, and the people sitting on the first floor drinking and laughing looked up to see a young man in a down robe standing by the handrail on the second floor.

"Are you talking about 'newspapers'?" the man asked with a smile again.

"Yes!" the drunken mercenary pointed to the young man on the second floor, "you know?"

"Hmm...... Let's just know a little bit about it!"

The young man walked up the stairs and slowly descended from the second floor, and as he walked up the stairs, one saw him holding a book in his hand and wearing several rings.

The dark golden down swayed gently as the man walked, and unlike the adventurer who always looked a little dirty, the man's somewhat curly red hair was very clean, and he was so tall that it was only when he walked up to the first floor that people realized that he was no thinner than a well-trained adventurer.

"I've heard of the 'newspapers' before, but that was when the Arcane Empire was still on this continent. ”

The man's words stunned many people, and when a tense atmosphere filled the air, he smiled before adding: "Oh no, that's not what I saw with my own eyes, I'm not that old, I just heard from others that in the Arcane Empire, there was such a thing as a 'newspaper'." ”

"Hoo ......"

Pierre breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the people around him, and he relaxed a little.

Humans are short-lived, this red-haired man looks like a human, and the Arcane Empire is more than eight hundred years old, if he is really that old, he is not a legend, it is another race - it can't be an ordinary person anyway!

But it's right to think about it, how could such a character come to such a tavern?

The red-haired man found an empty table and sat down, took out his pocket watch and looked at it, "Ahem", his index finger was light on the table.

After looking left and right, and seeing that no one else was moving, Pierre raised his hand, "Boss, a beer, a big glass!"

He pointed at the red-haired man, and old Hank knew what he wanted to do, so he couldn't help but laugh and scold, and even asked him to present a beer to a mage master?

"Your beer!"

With a strange smile, old Hank placed a large cup in front of the red-haired man and took a few steps back, observing the red-haired man's complicated face.

"Oh, this is a ......," the red-haired man shook his head with a smirk, picked up his glass and poured himself a sip of wine.

The bitter and strange taste spread in his mouth, which made the red-haired man frown and gasp, but what was even stranger was that he didn't spit out the beer.

"Well, after all, it's here, and you can't expect too much......" the red-haired man muttered, and then, he cleared his throat, "Ahem!"

After Pierre served a beer to the 'Mr. Mage', many people turned their attention to the red-haired man, who they heard say, "The word 'Arcane Empire' is indispensable to the word 'newspaper', which was so prosperous that every commoner was said to be literate - just like what our head maid is doing!"

"Wow......" The people around couldn't help but let out a low snort, in their opinion, what the maid master was doing was shocking enough, but they didn't expect the Arcane Empire to be even more powerful.

"But unlike now, the Arcane Empire didn't invent new paper, it still used 'parchment' - after all, papyrus is not suitable for writing - 'newspapers' are circulating, several families buy a newspaper and then circulate it to watch, after reading it, these parchments still have to be recycled, it sounds troublesome, right?" the red-haired man smiled and raised his glass, " So we should be grateful to our head maid, she brought us new paper, she was the one who gave us and our children the opportunity to read and write, and we toast the head maid!"

In just an instant, the tavern was boiling, "A glass to the maid!"

"Thank you, Lady Maid!"

"Long live the maid!"

Because I haven't read a book, that's all people shout and shout.

Even Pierre shouted "Thank you, Master Maid", because he was a member of the Sorrowful Wind, not only in Wende City, but also in other places where the Sorrowful Wind Leader had begun to build, and in the future, his children would be able to read and write, and they would not have to work as hard as him.

The tavern was filled with joy, and the red-haired man clapped his hands and said loudly, "But unlike the 'newspaper' of the Arcane Empire, our 'newspaper' should not be so troublesome, not only this tavern, but also other inns and taverns have newspapers on consignment. The world is progressing, and the world is no worse now than it was when the Arcane Empire was - oh, I forgot what I was going to say!"

"'Newspaper'—" the red-haired man stood up and pressed his hands to silence people, "it is a kind of carrier of 'news', and many things, such as some big things that happen in the distance, some news that are difficult to obtain through our information channels, have just happened, or have just received the news, this is 'news'! After the news is published in the newspaper, we can learn about those 'news' from the newspaper, and learn about the big things that happen in the distance, and this is the main purpose of the 'newspaper'. ”

After saying that, when people were still savoring or still confused, the red-haired man looked at his pocket watch again and sighed.

"I'm sorry, I'm leaving. ”

The red-haired man took out three gold coins from his arms, handed them to Old Hank, raised his eyebrows at the adventurers and mercenaries, and said with a smile: "It's a pleasure to chat with you, I hope to meet again next time, goodbye everyone!"

"Goodbye!"

"I wish you a safe journey, boy!"

Because he felt that this mage was quite easy to get along with, the adventurers and mercenaries all greeted him.

While Old Hank was still stunned, the red-haired man pushed the door open and left the tavern.

Stomp, stomp!

The tavern maid ran down from the second floor in a panic, "Daddy, the food for seventeen people is all by—"

Squeak!

All voices were shut behind the door, and the red-haired man looked at the dark-haired man standing on the side of the street with a big smile.

A pair of dark golden vertical pupils stared at the red-haired man, and the black-haired man asked in an unkind tone, "Ziegler, what are you doing here? Do you want to fight?"