The sun is high

Spellcasters under the Legal Committee often say that magic is not only a power that can change reality, but also a pair of scissors that can prune human character and temperament.

And it turns out that's true.

Compared with the last time he came to the newspaper office, Xiuge's mentality and emotions have changed significantly at this time - his purpose is clearer, and his attitude towards the newspaper clerks around him has also changed very obviously.

The increased magic and newly mastered magic allowed Shuge to re-examine the ideas and plans that he had previously shelved.

Either find a way to understand and deal with the hidden dangers in Salem City.

Or find some other ways to break through the blockade of Salem City itself and escape from this place of right and wrong first.

Regardless of whether he starts from a rational or emotional point of view, Xiuge will be more inclined to the latter option. His "prophecy" is too incomplete, and a few clear time nodes cannot help him better handle and cope with the current predicament. , and he didn't think that he could save the city from the unknown disaster by himself.

Xiuge has never believed in personal heroism. He has always been very self-aware.

Especially after these few days of continuous observation, Shuge always felt that he could see a terrifying shadow behind Salem City.

The size of this shadow is so huge, and no matter how Shuge looks at it, he always feels that the shape of this shadow is very similar to the two kingdoms of Walter and Delan.

The war and the death disaster caused by the war have long been gradually forgotten by the people in the world of Van En.

For those people who are busy with their own lives, the name of war is really too far away, so that most people believe that in today's extremely stable environment, the Legal Committee, the major kingdoms, and those who are controlled by people The gods worshiped will always protect the residents and believers on the surface from the ravages of war.

But is this possible?

Under the influence of these chaotic thoughts, Xiuge only felt that the clerks in the newspaper office who were busy and chatting with their heads down were like ants running in the anthill of the dam.

Some of them may have known that their actions were equivalent to gnawing at the crumbling dam of Salem City, but they did not expect that when the dam was damaged, they would be the first to face the raging flood.

"Mr. Ernst, are you here to see Mr. Philip?"

Miss Qili finally handed over those annoying affairs to a few unlucky people. She smiled again and naturally leaned next to Shuge, reaching out to grab his arm.

Xiuge turned around just in time to avoid the other party's overly intimate movements, then raised his hand and patted his pocket: "I rushed out a special manuscript and showed it to Editor Philip. "

"Special invitation...oh, I know what it is."

The smile on Miss Qili's face became even brighter: "I know that with your ability, Mr. Ernst, you will definitely not just write... well, write those works, occasionally a discussion of current affairs, your reputation and your reputation." The improvement in status is very helpful!"

Shuge glanced at her, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, the obese editor Philip came out from the side at this time. Although the temperature was low, he was sweating profusely. At this time, he was holding a sweat towel in his hand and was constantly wiping his face. A greasy face.

Editor Philip was a little surprised by the appearance of Shuge, so he quickly pointed to his office, indicating that Shuge could go in and wait, and he walked towards the rest room. It seemed that he was planning to wash his face.

This arrangement perfectly fit Xiuge's plan for this trip, so he quickly got rid of the entanglement of the female clerk, turned around and slipped into the office, closing the door behind him.

He took out the manuscript he had prepared in advance and placed it neatly on Editor Philip's desk. At the same time, his magic power slowly swept through the office as the magic disk rotated. After confirming that there was no magical anomaly in this space, Xiuge gently patted the hem of his windbreaker, and the three-tailed mouse that had been hiding for a long time immediately sprang out. It barked twice, and then Under the command of Shuge's will, it rushed towards Editor-in-Chief Philip's desk, its three flexible tails swinging rapidly, and within two seconds, the shadow of this magical creature disappeared into the shadow of the desk.

At this moment, Xiuge's goal is extremely clear.

"Peace Newspaper has always had many administrative privileges in Salem City. Only in this way can they ensure that they can continue to obtain the latest news and intelligence even when Salem City is closed."

The three-tailed mouse quickly found a gap under the huge desk, so under Xiuge's command, it quickly got into it and followed the gap into the drawer mezzanine of the desk. Start groping bit by bit towards the drawers where receipts and important documents are stored.

"Based on Philip's behavior, he should be able to feel the danger hidden behind this series of events... In this case, he will definitely find a way to leave a way out for himself, perhaps a special passage The certificate is enough for him to leave Salem City openly."

Xiuge squinted his eyes slightly. His consciousness was invisibly connected to the magical creature he summoned, so a new vision that he had never experienced as a human entered his mind at this moment, located in a dark and lightless space. Everything inside was included in Shuge's perception through the eyes and whiskers of the three-tailed mouse.

only……

Soon, Shuge felt a little queasy and nauseous.

Editor Philip obviously doesn't pay much attention to personal hygiene. There are many rather terrifying things piled in the drawers of his desk, and the smell of these things is continuously transmitted along the sensitive sense of smell of the three-tailed mouse, which gives Xiu a caused extremely serious mental damage.

"Stale magic ink...biscuits that have clearly expired...rusty Armistice Day amulets..."

Xiuge relied on the sight and smell of the three-tailed mouse to quickly identify the messy information passed into his mind, and his face became paler.

"A seriously smelly magazine, a pile of waste paper... what is this? Women's underwear???"

Just when Shuge started to curse, the door of the office was pushed open, and the fat editor Philip walked in with heavy steps and waving his dirty sweat towel.

"Oh, Mr. Ernst, I kept you waiting!"

Philip seemed to be in a good mood at this time. He smiled and asked Xiuge to sit down, and then sat back heavily in his seat. He threw down the sweat towel in his hand and picked up the sweat towel that Xiuge was pressing on. He read the manuscript on his desk carefully.

Of course, Shuge was too lazy to speak. He sat opposite Phillip and secretly continued to direct the three-tailed mouse to get into the largest drawer through the gap in the mezzanine.

A slightly pungent cool breath entered Xiuge's spiritual world through the three-tailed mouse's nose. He recognized this smell. It was a special antiseptic and anti-insect drug created by the magic alchemist under the Law Committee. , its market price is quite high and ordinary people cannot afford it. In fact, its efficacy is not much different from the anti-insect drugs used by civilians.

The only difference between the two is that this magic insect repellent can provide a slight magical protection effect on things contaminated with its own smell, making them easier to preserve. Paper-like items are less likely to turn yellow and black over time. , the paper will also have the unique smell of this drug - some more pretentious and fastidious clerks believe that real writers should be immersed in this smell.

This is a symbol of "status"!

Regarding this statement, Xiugequan regarded it as nonsense and fart. Because of the three-tailed mouse's sense of smell, he was now very tired of the smell.

However, the appearance of this smell also pointed out the way for Shuge.

The drawer he is currently on should be the place where editor-in-chief Philip usually stores important documents and receipts. Otherwise, Philip's stingy personality would never allow him to easily use this expensive alchemy medicine here.

So the magical creature hidden in the drawer began its own secret operation. In order not to disturb Philip sitting in front of the table, Shuge commanded the three-tailed mouse to use its claws and tail to carefully remove the stacked documents. Open it and start looking for anything that looks like an important letter or a magical pass.

After a while, Phillip raised his head.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, then lifted up Shuge's manuscript and shook it vigorously twice: "Mr. Ernst, that's surprising... I always thought you could only write that kind of work, but I didn't expect..."

Philip cast a somewhat puzzled look at Shuge: "If you had shown me this talent at the beginning, maybe your life would be much better than it is now. Think about it Ernst Sir, if you specialize in writing this type of article for a newspaper, your fee will definitely be more than the previous one, and Heping Newspaper will even be willing to pay you extra salary!"

"It's just a try."

Shuge smiled reluctantly: "Mr. Philip, thank you very much for giving me this opportunity. If it weren't for the detailed requirements and directions you put forward, I would not have been able to write such a text."

"Ah...haha, you are too humble. Of course, for those of us who make a living with words, this is definitely a virtue!"

Looking at the shameless fat face in front of him, Xiuge couldn't think of any hatred, because at this moment, the three-tailed mouse had found something in the drawer. At the bottom, it found a palm-sized mouse. The exquisite metal box, with the coat of arms of the Legal Committee on its surface, looked like some kind of souvenir. Not only that, Xiuge could also detect the slight magic power emanating from it.

All this is consistent with the characteristics of magic passes issued to special institutions and groups.

"It should be this thing...a special pass that allows reporters from the Peace Newspaper to pass through the blocked city gate."

Shuge thought about it: "Should I try to get it out now? With Philip's character, he should take this kind of thing very seriously, and perhaps check it regularly every day... I need to reduce my suspicion as much as possible."

At this moment, Philip's voice interrupted Shuge's thoughts: "Mr. Ernst? Mr. Ernst?"

So Xiuge immediately came back to his senses: "Uh...what's wrong?"

Phillip raised his eyebrows: "You seem a little tired!"

"Sorry, I didn't sleep well all night because of this article. I just fell into a trance."

Xiuge explained it very naturally, and then asked: "Is there anything else in this manuscript that I need to adjust?"

Philip shook his head: "This is a good article, but as you said yourself, Mr. Ernst - this is your first time writing this kind of manuscript, and you don't have a good grasp of some of the details. , but that’s not important, I can personally help you modify it.”

As he spoke, he used his fat palm to push the manuscript to the side of the table and pressed it with an ink bottle. Then Philip leaned forward slightly, and a strange smile appeared on his disgusting face. Smile: "Mr. Ernst, if you are willing, we might as well make a deal... I will sign this article. Of course, this is also for your safety. After all, there are too many things about this article. The Ernst family and the Walter Kingdom have made a 'guess', if you publish it in your capacity, it might cause trouble?"

Hearing this, Shuge reacted immediately. He straightened his face like one of those merchants who are greedy for money, and responded: "Mr. Philip, I...after all, I paid a lot for this article." Less effort.”

"An additional thirty silver coins, this is a special reward in addition to the commission fee."

Hearing these words, Xiuge's demeanor immediately changed. He smiled stiffly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be pulled up uncontrollably, looking overjoyed.

So, in Philip's slightly disdainful eyes, the aristocratic illegitimate son who had "never seen the world" smiled and stretched out his hand: "In that case, then it's a deal?"

“A pleasure to work with.”

The two people with their own thoughts shook hands in a gesture of laughter, and then Philip bent down and opened the drawer where files and receipts were stored.

As early as the moment of shaking hands, Xiuge had already controlled the three-tailed mouse to hide in the most hidden corner. With the vision of the three-tailed mouse, he saw that Philip had indeed taken advantage of the opportunity to look at the pass at the bottom when he took the document. Obviously, this action had already happened. It became a natural habit for him.

Seeing that the pass was tucked neatly at the bottom, Philip quickly pulled out a blank receipt.

He shook his magic ink pen, scrawled two lines on it, and then put the document into Xiuge's hand.

After finishing what he was doing, Philip stood up with a smile. He patted Shuge lightly on the shoulder: "Then, Mr. Ernst, I will take you to collect the royalties in person?"

"It's a blessing, sir."

So the two of them walked out of the office one after another. The moment the office door closed, the magic disk in Shuge's spiritual world immediately sped up, and in the drawer of Philip's desk, a burst of sound quickly came out. Violent noise.