Magic Underachiever

Rachel looked at Scott, then at the "Sparrows" on both sides.

She said with a very relaxed expression: "You can say these words now because I can't let your death be known to outsiders. There is a main road next to this building. If you don't make preparations in advance, people on the road may hear something.

This will depreciate the value of my master's property.

Now... even if you scream your throat out, no one will hear you."

Just after Rachel finished speaking, the door of the office hall behind Scott suddenly closed, and all the open glass windows on the north and south sides of the hall were closed, and layers of thin light films enveloped the entire hall in the middle.

After realizing the danger, Scott shouted to his subordinates: "This is a trap... Shoot! Shoot!"

For a while, gunshots rang out in the hall.

The "Sparrows" activated the most powerful explosion technique in the alchemical pistol. The explosion aroused a fireball. In the confined space, the turbulent airflow mixed with shrapnel flew everywhere.

If it were an ordinary office hall, such repeated explosions would have shattered the windows and the flames rolled out. Instead, after the "sparrows" fired all the bullets in their guns, they found that the walls and windows of the entire office hall were intact.

On the street outside, pedestrians walked normally and the horses were not frightened at all. They didn't hear the gunshots and explosions here at all, this place was isolated!

It was the maid who did it!

"Reload, load..."

The flames produced by the explosion ritual have not yet dissipated, and the sparrows don't know the effect of this round of shooting. But the spatial isolation has not been destroyed, which means that they did not kill the maid. Scott, who didn't know what he was facing, immediately loaded bullets into the empty pistol and reminded his subordinates at the same time. But he saw two of his subordinates pointing their magic wands at him together...

"Damn, it's a spiritual magician."

Scott raised his magic wand and shot magic to attack one of his subordinates first, and at the same time shot at two subordinates with a pistol that had been loaded with three bullets.

Magic beams flashed, gunshots and explosions roared again...

Three "sparrows" began to fight, and a bat hung upside down on the ceiling, its blood-red eyes emitting a charming light, staring at the three people fighting below.

...

Garcia walked into the portal, feeling like passing through a layer of jelly, and then he found himself in the hall of a mansion. The decoration here is as luxurious as that of the carriage, showing the wealth and noble status of its owner.

Then Garcia saw that Master Liang was already sitting on the sofa, and there was an elf steward standing next to the portal, motioning to sit on the sofa next to him and said: "Mr. Garcia, please sit here... May I ask what you would like to drink? I strongly recommend our homemade red wine. Once you taste it, you will never forget its taste."

Garcia sat down and said to Mike: "Then let's have a glass of red wine, thank you."

At this time, Sophia also walked in from the portal. After removing the teleportation magic, she came behind Daliang and poured him a glass of milk. At the same time, she possessed Daliang and whispered in his ear: "I have given the people who followed Mr. Garcia to Rachel to clean up... I think the parliament will be more restrained."

"I know." Daliang nodded and said: Let Rachel deal with it, I still want to run a newspaper there. "

"Master, Rachel will deal with it."

After talking to Sophia, Daliang turned to Editor Garcia and smiled, "I know that when you were 20 years old, you entered the newspaper media industry.

You have worked as a photographer, a reporter, an editor, and have run your own column. Finally, you became the editor-in-chief of the City Daily.

He has worked in almost all important positions in a newspaper, and you understand every aspect of a newspaper.

I need people like you. Your work experience can help my newspaper avoid many detours. "

Garcia just heard the conversation between Daliang and Sophia. He knew that the people who followed him were from the Parliament's Internal Affairs Bureau. Now the people from the Internal Affairs Bureau were killed by Young Master Liang's people... and they were cleaned up.

They disappeared while following him.

Now Garcia couldn't explain it even if he had a mouth full of mouths. He and the Parliament had completely broken up. There was no possibility of making up. He could only go along this road and there was no way back.

He once again felt the horror of Young Master Liang. From now on, I can only do my best to serve him. If I want to work without putting in any effort and protect myself... the parliament will not agree.

Nervous Garcia picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine. It was just as the elf butler said, sweet and mellow, with a unique taste; the aftertaste was elegant and light, as if I could feel the forest, streams and elves dancing faintly in the woods.

The taste of the wine diluted the panic in Garcia's heart, and he said: "Master Liang... I know what your purpose is in running a newspaper...

The Empire has also run many newspapers in Saroyang before, but without exception... all went bankrupt.

Although Marcellus is the territory of the Empire, newspapers with the color of the Empire cannot survive in Saroyang.

Even if I am the editor-in-chief and hire the best editors and reporters.

Even if you buy the City Daily, I guarantee... As long as the City Daily's reports are biased towards the Empire, this best-selling newspaper in Saroyang will soon be finished.

The public opinion position belongs to the parliament, and no one can move it."

Da Liang also took a sip of his own milk. At first, he was not used to the taste of milk, but after drinking more, he felt good. Especially after adding juice or other flavored drinks.

"Editor-in-Chief Garcia, my servant should have told you: I am not interested in politics. Now I repeat it to you in person... I am a businessman, and nothing I do is based on the interests of the Vlomink Empire.

I have done some things that benefited the Empire, but it does not mean that I am on the Vlomink side.

The newspaper I am about to publish will not have any reports that are inclined to the Empire, nor will it have any reports that are inclined to the Parliament.

Because my newspaper... will not report any news related to politics."

Editor-in-Chief Garcia was already confused. Master Liang was not on the side of the Empire... He could accept it. But the newspaper does not follow current affairs and does not discuss the political situation... Who will read it?

"Master Liang... Now is a critical point in the Age of Discovery. Scientific and technological achievements, magical achievements, and alchemical achievements have entered a period of explosive growth. It has brought about rapid industrial development, information expansion, and accelerated communication. Various ideas are colliding fiercely between nations and countries.

The national system is also changing with these changes.

The world is about to enter a golden age, and everyone wants to participate in it and want to know what changes our world has every day.

Advanced technology and magic are too advanced, and the people don’t know what these achievements bring to them, and they don’t understand or know how to discuss them. Only the unpredictable political situation can everyone talk about it, whether smart or stupid, and they can express their opinions.

Being able to express unique insights on current affairs and being able to drive heated discussions among the people is the secret to the success of the city daily.

Newspapers without current affairs news will not have sales."