Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 333

The public opinion offensive started quickly and ended quickly.

Due to the actions of the patrol team, in the evening, the Vienna Comics Club was full of people again, some of them were still bruised and swollen, and it was obvious that there had been some skirmishes with the patrol team.

Only those "big-character posters" in the streets and alleys still retain most of them. After all, the patrol team has no time to tear up those tightly pasted "big-character posters", and the number of middle school students in art schools is limited. Those few disciples of the master went out to tear up the "big-character posters", so most of them are still there.

Looking at the low-level artists in the comic club with their heads down, their faces full of frustration and resentment, Zhang Ang comforted him: "Hey, after all, he is a big shot, and even the city hall has to fawn on him. There is no way he can be driven back. But , After all, we have achieved our goal, haven't we?"

Seeing everyone raised their heads, Zhang Ang continued: "Now the whole of Vienna knows about this matter, and it is not difficult for everyone to find that most of the citizens are on our side, but they do not have the strength to change these injustices. , can only silently support us."

"But, what's the use of it?" Someone couldn't help asking, his voice was hoarse and confused: "I shouted all day, and was beaten up by the patrol, but apart from gaining some sympathy, I didn't do anything. Changing anything, the manga club still can’t start work, and Master Lermi is still high above us. Our efforts are useless at all!”

"No, it works!" Zhang Ang denied with a serious face: "It's just that it's not obvious! But it does work! It only takes a few more days."

Just as they were comforting, there was a hasty knock on the door. It was a few people who were watching the wind outside. Their voices were extremely urgent: "Someone is coming, yes. It's the palace guards! There are three of them!"

There was an uproar in the manga club. Many people looked panicked and looked for places to hide, but it was obvious that there was no place to hide in the empty manga club.

"Everyone, don't panic! They probably didn't come to arrest us! Even if they came, they wouldn't use violence! There are so many of us, why are they arresting them all?" Adolf quickly shouted, suppressing the panic of everyone.

After a while, the guards of the palace came to the door of the manga club and knocked on the door.

Without hesitation, Adolf opened the door.

I saw three people walking in, one was dressed gorgeously, the other two were in full armor, and all of them were in the style of the Austrian court, looking very luxurious.

The gorgeously dressed guy in the lead asked slowly, "I'm Wright, the field manager of the Hofburg Palace. Is this the Vienna Comics Club?"

"Yes, I don't know why your lord came to us?" Adolf asked neither humble nor overbearing.

"I'm here to represent Grand Duke Louisa! I'm here to discuss cooperation with you!" Manager Wright said directly: "Grand Duke Louisa likes your cartoons very much, and she asked me to come here to invite a few people to the palace to serve as the Grand Duke. She draws comics! It is the last few volumes of "The Great Swordsman Jack", until the end! Of course, it will not be in vain! Grand Duke Luisa is a very generous person!"

Then, he looked around: "Okay, choose a few with the best painting skills, and follow me."

There was silence in the comic club, and everyone turned their attention to Zhang Ang or Adolf.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Ang said, "I'm sorry, my lord, the Vienna Comics Club will no longer draw comics, so there is nothing we can do to help."

"What do you mean?" Manager Wright frowned: "What do you mean no longer painting? This is an invitation from Grand Duke Louisa! Did you stop painting if you didn't want to?"

"No, no, I think your lord has misunderstood me." Zhang Ang waved his hand quickly: "I think you should have heard of it. It's not that we don't want to paint. Who wouldn't want to make money? It's the Academy of Art. The master Lermi did not allow us to paint, saying that what we paint is rubbish, tarnishes art, and does not deserve to appear in the world! He is a big man, we have to listen to him."

"Master Lermi is Master Lermi, Grand Duke Luisa is Grand Duke Luisa!" Manager Wright's tone became severe: "I said, Grand Duke Luisa likes your cartoons! I want you to send someone over to continue drawing for her , don't talk about anything else!"

"I'm sorry, we can't help." Zhang Ang still looked helpless: "I don't understand, Master Lermi said it was rubbish, why does Grand Duke Luisa still like it? Could it be that Grand Duke Luisa likes this kind of thing."

"Don't be so eccentric!" Director Wright really got angry: "I don't care what disputes you have with Master Lermi, this time it's the order of Grand Duke Luisa, if you don't accept it, you will think about the consequences yourself one time!"

"No, my lord, we don't want to think about the consequences!" Zhang Ang's tone became serious: "Anyway, our manga club has been ordered to close down, so how bad can it be? Or else, my lord, you can kill us." Catch them all."

"Why are you so stupid!" Manager Wright was so angry that his hands were shaking: "It's just about drawing a cartoon, what are you talking about so much? Don't think I don't know your little thoughts, don't worry, The money will not be lost to you! Keeping it is more than you earned in a week before!"

"Who is this money for?" Suddenly, Adolf asked.

"Whoever paints will give it to him!" Manager Wright turned his head and said directly.

"So it's for the individual, not the manga club?" Adolf continued to ask.

Manager Wright laughed: "Of course, as long as you are willing to go and try your best to draw the comic book to satisfy the Grand Duke, then the money will be given to you!"

"I won't go!" Adolf refused instantly, and then said impassionedly: "I set up this comic club just to let us low-level painters have something to eat! We can live a happy life through our own efforts! It's not for the sake of ourselves. Desires! Yes, I can go and share the money I earn, but it's pointless! It's a charity! I will never give alms! I won't accept a handout! We are painters! We eat with paintbrushes in our hands ! Not beggars!"

Then he said categorically: "So, I won't go! If I want to go, everyone will go together! All members of the Vienna Comics Club will go together! Make money with your own efforts!"

Manager Wright was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly: "You are really, really unreasonable!"

Then he turned his head and looked at the low-level painters: "I want 5 people! Go to the palace to draw cartoons! 100 gold marks per person per month! Only five! Who wants to go?"

However, there was silence in the Vienna Comics Club, and no one responded to him.

"Who wants to go?" He took out a bag and asked again.

The bag shook, and gold coins jingled inside.

Still silent.

"Who wants to go?" He looked around, suppressing anger in his tone, his eyes were extremely sharp, like a fierce tiger that would choose to eat someone.

The two guards also took a step forward and put their hands on the hilts at their waists.

But there was no answer, and there was silence.

　Will the latest chapter be a little watery?I'm so worried.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)