A strange world

Chapter 511 Section 168. Fermentation

On the third day after the first issue of "The Voice of Liberty" was released, a total of 40,000 copies were distributed.

This is because Annan used a different strategy from the Northern Territory to increase the price of the magic newspaper from 10 copper coins to 1 silver coin.

This brought a full profit of... four hundred gold coins to Liberty City. Even if you throw away the cost, there are still three hundred gold coins!

But the magical newspapers brought more fame to the Free City than the magical images. If magical images made Annan possible, then magical newspapers made Free City possible.

To talk about the price... In order to deliver magic newspapers to various towns in time, Annan was filled with magic potion into a water bag.

Annan held out his belly and said to Evelin, "We will return to normal in the second period, just like we did in Xingyue Bay."

Readers will still find the first issue full of Liberty City novel, but doing so in the second and third issues will only make "Voice of Liberty" lose its foundation. Wilhelm is crowded with countries and territories. There are coups, wars, and brotherly feuds all day long. There is never a lack of news.

"Know it."

Evelin passed Annan with her hands behind her back, suddenly patted him quickly on the stomach a few times, turned around and ran away.

The maid Abby who came in looked at Evelin and the angry Annan who ran out suspiciously, and said that Claire was visiting.

It was the witch who lived in Evelin's tavern, had a white cat, and was passionate about cooking.

Annan came to the living room, and Claire was holding her white cat. There was no trace of cat hair in her black cloak today.

"I was traveling through Middle-earth, and now I'm going back."

"Going back to the witch's house?"

Claire shook her head: "I have a younger brother who made many mistakes... I originally wanted to stop interfering in his affairs, but the beauty of you here made me decide... I need to stop him."

"need any help?"

Annan had a good impression of this girl whom he had met several times - she was not as gloomy and withdrawn as a witch, but instead had the wisdom of a mage.

"Then let's build Liberty City a better place. I will bring my brother here with me in the future."

Watching Claire leave with the white cat and the baggage on her back, Annan continued to be busy with the afterglow brought by the magic newspaper.

The first issue of "Voice of Liberty" successfully established the identity of the victims of Liberty City. Although some nobles ridiculed Liberty City as a city of refugees, such as the envoys of the Principality of Keating, they just ignored it.

The mad dog Grand Duke next door is much worse. Most of the people who accused him of atrocities were ordinary people. The nobles were more concerned about the Mad Dog Archduke seizing the principality as a non-heir and killing other heirs. This touched the resentment of almost all nobles.

No one wants their heirs to be beaten to pieces all day long - the older one should inherit the title, and the younger one should go out and win honor for the family.

Even the nobles who supported him recalled their private soldiers - they could have pretended not to know this, but the magic newspaper let everyone know, and they had no choice but to "know".

And - the title of Mad Dog Archduke spread throughout Middle-earth with the magic newspaper.

…

The Principality of Keating, the city of trade.

The twin ministers were sitting in the cabinet hall discussing.

"I didn't know they cared so much about politics."

"You're wrong, Bourque, they don't care at all, they just want to look like they do."

"Why?"

"If you comment on anything you like, the people will like it. Why should you remain silent?"

"No wonder Anil jumped out. I always thought he was mute."

"Magic newspaper...what a beautiful counterattack. Susan spinning machine, magic image, magic newspaper...how did he come up with it?"

"You're missing something, Franning. Fast pants are already popular among the bottom. This is what I'm confused about. They are so good, why do you allow Peterson and the others to talk nonsense?"

"The Principality of Keating cannot have only one voice... In this country, even the ministers are 'twin ministers'."

After Franning finished speaking, he looked at the "young" Interior Secretary with a look of understanding on his face.

…

The trembling servant knocked on the door of the increasingly irritable Archduke.

A sinister whisper came from behind the door: "I'm taking a rest. After I finished speaking, I cut my mouth."

"Grand, Grand Duke, there is... there is..." The frightened maid could not speak completely.

"I changed my mind, you might as well die -"

"You are too irritable with the servants, Gilles." A gentle female voice sounded outside the door, and the door was pushed open, "Do you still remember what the etiquette teacher taught us?"

The Mad Dog Archduke raised his head in surprise, saw the figure standing at the door and the dark gray eyes that were still fresh in his memory, and shouted in a complicated voice: "Sister."

"Just back off."

Claire asks the crying maid to leave and put down the white cat.

"Don't you realize there aren't many people on your side anymore?"

"They are a bunch of rubbish who act on the whim of the situation!" Mad Dog Archduke's mood, relieved by seeing his sister, lost control again: "After I take control of the principality, I will clean up everyone!"

"Do you still remember your old self? You said you would lead the people to happiness, but now you are the one who has deprived them of everything... Gilles, where is your ideal?"

The Mad Dog Archduke seemed to be reminded of the beautiful days in the past: "I left it somewhere far away..."

"You are no longer fit to lead the principality!"

A plump silhouette suddenly squeezed into the bedroom and let out a low roar that shook the bedroom:

"You allowed Dar Frank to betray you, allowed Dawei Swann to die in battle, gave our people to the enemy, and now everything has been exposed! Gilles, I will tell all the nobles to support Gila Erdi!”

"And you! You, the bitch who brought shame to the Montabourlock family, are you no longer hiding?"

The Mad Dog Archduke came to the fat noble: "My uncle, you can't do this, because... the dead cannot command the living."

"Hey——"

The fat noble's eyes suddenly widened, he weakly grabbed the dagger inserted into his chest, and fell to the ground dully.

"At least you still love me as your sister..." Claire's tone was complicated.

The Mad Dog Archduke knelt down and pulled out the dagger: "You go and rest first. I will call you at night."

"I will advise you to turn back..."

Claire nodded, turned around with the white cat in her arms, and suddenly froze on the spot.

The white cat lying on her chest suddenly let out a sharp meow and jumped out of her arms. The cat's fur was dyed scarlet and fled the room, just like the last light escaping from the darkness...

The hateful silhouette of the Sin Karma Demon emerged from the corner, looking fearfully at the Mad Dog Archduke kneeling in front of Claire, who looked more like a devil than himself.

"The treasure given by the master needs to be activated by the blood of madness that has the same origin as mine."

Mad Dog Archduke gently touched Claire's forehead, held the dagger, and slowly pushed the dagger between her eyebrows: "That person can't be me, so it can only be you...my sister."

Claire had lost her breath, and only those eyes looked sadly at the Mad Dog Archduke.