The Dragon Princess Who Traveled Through Another World

The happy days did not last long.

Friday was supposed to be a happy Friday.

However, on this day, the goblins did another thing, which made this Friday unhappy.

They broke the tradition of thousands of years and made a correction——

On this day, they broke thousands of years of tradition for the second time.

A 'brand new' weekly magazine - The Goblin Friday Special.

The selling price is only 33 silver coins.

What are you still hesitating about? !

50 copper coins cheaper than Monday's Goblin Weekly.

Although, there are also a few smart people who speculate suspiciously that these green-skinned profiteers will use the cut pages in the old magazines to make up their money.

But who can say no to the 78th edition? !

Maybe version 78 was moved to Friday's special issue, maybe!

So, whether you see through the little tricks of the goblins or not.

Everyone still bought Goblin's newly released Friday Special for various reasons.

The headline news on the first page turned out to be various news about the Association of Magicians.

Please trust an ancient organization that worships the Goddess of Magic.

Over the long years, they have spread all over the three major human empires.

If each branch contributes a little topic, their association is definitely capable of supporting 10 pages!

When the president of magic opened the newspaper in the office in the morning, he couldn't react.

In astonishment, he called the acting vice president and asked how much money they had bribed the goblins, and even bought ten pages.

In fact, what Chairman Jin really cares about is whether they will need to eat dirt in the second half of the year! ?

Funds, guild funds... No, I should ask, do they still have such things as funds? !

The acting vice president was directly confused by the question.

... He didn't spend any money.

It didn't cost me... eh?

...

In the south of the world map is the continent of Jinzela, known as the forbidden zone for humans.

Shandolila Floating City, which is the main venue of the Floating City Club, is floating above this continent.

At this time, Shandorila is extremely lively.

One after another, the great arcanists who are well-known in all directions, sitting in those floating cities, arrived through the portal of the conjuration system.

They are striding forward, full of momentum, but in a hurry.

The soft cloth of mage robes worn by these great figures was blown up by the wind brought up by the walking.

Very flamboyant.

The announcement of the emergency meeting was issued only half an hour ago.

Although the masters of these floating cities have countless things to do.

For example: dissecting the newly discovered intelligent race, studying the dissected intelligent race, capturing the new intelligent race and dissecting it...

Cough, in short, everyone is very busy.

These great arcanists can come in a short time, and there are so many of them.

It is enough to see how serious the problem is that they put down what they are doing.

Shandorila's luxurious circular meeting room.

Conference tables are entrenched like mosquito coils.

It can accommodate about 500 people, and the height of the dome from the ground is about the same as that of a large theater in the world.

The air-type sound transmission arcane was applied to the space. The inventor was Sunder, so it was named after him.

This arcane technique can make the speech of anyone sitting in any corner of this hall ring like a bell.

Floating in mid-air are a few seating platforms, the luxury of which is comparable to the throne of a certain prince's royal family.

It is enough to show how noble the people who can sit in these positions are.

The vacancies in the conference hall were gradually filled by great arcanists who came from all over the world.

Finally, it was time for the meeting.

There was a loud bang.

The door of the conference hall was closed, and the Grand Arcanist was the last to walk in.

He held a scepter of wisdom, and above his head hung seventeen gray Ion Stones that looked like tears of angels.

This super-arcanist was wearing a gray robe embroidered with intricate dark gray patterns.

His name is Ian, the lord of Shandorila, one of the legends, Ian in the gray robe.

He is also one of the founders of the 'Floating City Club'.

He is also the convener of this emergency meeting.

In his hand, which does not hold the scepter of wisdom, he holds a large stack of newspapers hanging in the air.

This large stack of newspapers was tied into a bundle with strong string, and floated in the palm of this ultra-arcanist.

It is particularly eye-catching.

Since he walked into the venue, it became audible, and everyone's eyes were on him.

A gorgeous seat floating in mid-air slowly landed.

The grand arcanists in the audience stood up from their seats, bowing their heads slightly reservedly to the gray-robed legend, expressing their respect.

This is not the humility of the weak to the strong.

It is the courtesy of the great arcanists to the pioneers on the path of pursuing omniscience and omnipotence.

The ultra-arcanist sat on the gorgeous floating chair.

The seat slowly lifts into the air.

It doesn't stop until it rises to level with the other floating seats.

Ian glanced around and saw that the other seats were almost empty.

There was only one, and on it sat a super lich with fifteen ioun stones floating above his head.

No surprise this one will be there.

The black-cloaked super lich is simply an outlier among the dead.

He doesn't like the quiet place where the dead gather, but always goes to the lively place.

Every time the Floating City Club gathers, he never fails.

The level of chattyness is simply outrageous.

It is often suspected that the boss of the transformation system pretends to be a super lich and runs out to scare people.

Seeing Ian coming, the lord of the city of the dead made an exaggerated 'swimming' movement.

Cooperating with his movements, the floating chair under him slowly floated towards Ian.

Ian, who has long been used to the other party going crazy from time to time, silently looks away, not watching this super lich's mischief.

He lightly flicked the hand holding the newspaper.

The string that bound Friday's Special dissipated into the air.

Then, with a random swipe of his finger, the newspapers scattered in all directions.

Everyone present was given a copy of the Goblin Friday Special.

The bewildered grand arcanists looked at each other.

In the end, they all opened the Goblin Special Issue in their hands at the same time.

In a very dramatic scene, the forehead of the arcanist who was sitting below had blue veins all over his forehead.

The blood in the blood vessel is rioting, and it is only one step away from bursting the blood vessel.

God knows how much everyone here gloats on Monday.

At this time, the eye-catching and jealous words on the headlines of the front page are the best tribute to them.

[The branch president of the Holy Three-color Copper Empire Magic Association made a speech: Without the Ion Stone, the Arcanist is useless! 】

It's all right now, Feng Shui turns around, who will the sky spare?

Ian's hosting style has always been concise and to the point, Now, let's discuss what we should do.

Damn it! I'm just talking about these green-skinned vampires, how could they suddenly go crazy and cut the price of the weekly?!

The words of a red-robed great arcanist resounded in the conference hall.

When encountering this kind of thing, the great red-robed arcanist is always the first to stand up furiously, without exception.

The furious red robe can't wait to bombard the stronghold of the Goblin United Chamber of Commerce now.

Another red-robed great arcanist stood up, I propose, everyone here, start to wipe out all the goblins within the floating city immediately! Immediately! Kill these damn bastard goblins!

If some red robes stand up, is it still far from all the red robes standing up?

Ian rubbed his forehead lightly, and he unconsciously looked at the floating chair that belonged to Louis.

Not surprisingly, the floating chair was still empty.

This guy hasn't been to the party for a long time, and it's hard to know what he's been up to lately.

Only he can hold back these red robes.

Louis is the most sensible of the red robes.

At least, he is one of the few beings in the red robe who can communicate with language.

As for other red robes, you may have to beat them down before trying to communicate with them with words.

Seeing that the red robes were about to explode, Ian waved the wisdom scepter in his hand.

The legendary Enchanting Ion Stone above his head shines, directly releasing a group of mind control.

Eighth-level enchantment arcane magic is at your fingertips, this is a super-level legend.

The red robes seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and they all sat back in their seats.

Obviously, their complexions are not very good-looking.

No one would like to be enchanted by a legend, throwing a forced calm arcane spell on him.

After controlling the scene, Ian changed into a comfortable position, with the scepter of wisdom placed across his lap.

He said with a straight face:

I want a solution to a problem, not a war.

With Ian's town hall in place, arcanists from other factions began to speak.

Quack quack quack quack quack~~~ A sudden burst of laughter made the audience quiet.

Ian's hand holding the scepter of wisdom slowly tightened, and he didn't let go until the blood in his hand faded.

He took a deep breath without any trace, Edward, what's your 'high opinion'?

Haha~hahaha~ sorry quack~ I'm not kidding you, Ian, it's this Friday special, ha~ it's so funny.

I decided to order 500,000 copies of Friday Special, which will become the best entertainment in the city of the dead, ha~quack~

When he smiles, the skeleton will make a creepy quack sound, which is both frightening and joyful.

Ian: ...

I endured it and endured it, but I still couldn't help the bulging veins.

Should he expel this guy from the floating city club?

It feels like he can make more trouble than the red robe!

No, no, old friend, I'm serious~ Sensing Ian's dissatisfaction with him, Edward immediately changed his seriousness.

The super lich sat upright.

When serious, the Ultra Lich is trustworthy.

Putting away her cynicism, the Ultra Lich started flipping through the newspaper with his fingers.

But it's really funny, everyone, please turn to the bottom left of the ninth edition, and someone can read the title for me.

There was a sound of 'cracking' flipping newspapers underneath.

Then, a great yellow-robed arcanist spoke in a strange voice:

Shocked?! Who stole the dentures of the president of the Holy Gold Empire Anbis City Association...

puff--

This time, it wasn't Edward who was laughing. The arch arcanists who were close couldn't help laughing, and then tried their best to hold back.

But their faces couldn't be straightened anymore, so they could only cover them with their hands raised.

Do you want to read on, Your Excellency? The end of the great arcanist's voice trembled slightly.

I can't hold back my laughter.

He glanced at the content of the manuscript hastily, and almost couldn't control it.

If the title of this 'refreshing and refined' can make the grand arcanists who collectively have high blood pressure laugh.

Then the content of the following manuscript is too insane.

No one read this manuscript again, and they were afraid of pounding the table and laughing wildly at a serious meeting.

Are you crazy? Are the magicians finally crazy? Is this all going up?

The one who is crazy should be the goblin?

...

There was a lot of discussion below.

The benevolent sees the benevolent and the wise sees wisdom, and the two sitting on the floating chair quickly flipped through the Friday Special.

A minute later, Edward and Ian closed the Friday Special in their hands at the same time.

Ah, almost all the pages that were cut from Monday's Goblin Weekly. But there's a lot more to it~

It's a 'conscience publication' that even cares about the 'unsolved case' of the missing dentures of the president of the magic branch in a small town~

The terrifying-looking super lich said humorously.

Edward changed his leg bone and crossed his legs, folded his hands and said:

The topic of discussion at today's meeting can be changed.

On the next Monday, how to let the goblin expand the layout of the Arcanist.

Or, let me put it more directly.

Everyone, let's discuss how many gold coins should be sent to the goblins.

Then, everyone can start pocketing and donating these gold coins.

Thank you for today's vote~

Continue to ask for tickets for tomorrow~

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