A pigeon fluttered into Allen's office, and came the report of the front-line war that Allen was most concerned about.

"The infantry rescue outside the city is late, and the mayor of Southbank Town has been shot dead and died in the heart."

"The victims are very excited, 90 percent of the victims are willing to go to Tomorrow City, and the remaining 10 percent of the victims are willing to stay on the sidelines of Tomorrow City."

"The gate of the town on the south bank was taken over by the nobles in the city, and the infantry defended the city, so we decided not to attack the city, but only to accept the victims outside the city."

"At present, the acquisition is progressing smoothly, and we plan to give the opponent's city wall a ...... when we collect troops."

After reading the information on the paper, Alan put down the teacup in his hand and nodded imperceptibly.

"Young Master Allen, how's the war on the South Coast?" Windsor shook her pink blue cat ears and leaned over.

Her little face was full of nervousness, and her tail was unconsciously erect.

"Didn't attack the city, but their mayor and deputy mayor were shot." Alan's expression was calm, as if he was talking about something very ordinary.

"The mayor is dead, the city must be broken, right?" Windsor covered her mouth, surprised.

Alan shook his head and handed her the paper.

Windsor looked down and read quickly, her expression becoming odd.

"The ambush in the port area was successful, so it is, no wonder the city was not attacked." Windsor got it, too.

The port area is outside the city walls, so it is useless for the orcs to capture the port, as long as there are powerful people in the south bank town, they can take over the military power and guard the city walls.

If it weren't for the ammunition issue, it would only be a matter of time before Tomorrow City stormed Southbank Town.

"It's a pity." Windsor touched the paper, imagining the capture of Southbank by the Tomorrow City army...... The soldiers approached the city, rows of spearmen stood in close formation, the smoke of muskets covered the battlefield, the artillery fire roared, and the enemy's walls collapsed like papier-mâché.

That day will definitely come, she believes.

Bang bang bang.

The door of the city lord's office was pushed open, and it was an orc from the Ministry of Education who walked in, holding a sample paper of today's newspaper in his hand.

"Lord Allen, this is today's sample paper, please take a look."

"Lord Allen, Lord Allen?"

The orc found that Alan and Windsor and others were looking around a piece of paper, and no one answered him, so he had to scream more.

What is it that attracts them so much?

"Oh, the newspapers...... Gotta change, there's something big going on today. Alan lit up the South Shore war report in his hand.

"It's ......" Minister Hoss of the Ministry of Education's eyes widened, equally surprised.

With such a small amount of bullets, Deputy Minister Natasha successfully led the team to shoot the enemy mayor, which has to be said to be a very happy thing.

……

In the afternoon, the sun gradually sets and the sky becomes dark.

Alan packed up her papers and smiled at Windsor and her secretary, "Let's go, go get off work and have a drink." ”

"I don't like to drink." Windsor rubbed the ends of her hair and looked at Alan.

The two secretaries in the back were different, and when they heard that Alan wanted to have a drink, their eyes couldn't help but light up, "Lord Allen, where are we going to drink?" ”

"Go to the bar of tomorrow, there are new drinks open for a limited time today, so you don't have to." Alan smiled and invited Windsor to join him for a drink.

"It's not wine, you can try it." Alan packed the ticket.

"That's what you said."

The staff of the Administration Building get off work, and Alan leads the team to the Tomorrow Bar.

On the way, the orcs laughed and laughed, and when they saw Allen, they couldn't help but say hello, and the elementary school students who got out of class in the evening turned into impolite children and surrounded him to ask for autographs.

After Allen signed his daily autograph, with the support of everyone, he came to the Tomorrow Bar under the Tomorrow Hotel.

After this period of development, the bar of tomorrow has become famous throughout the eastern region and is a permanent residence for out-of-town merchants.

However, there are not many foreign businessmen, after all, the whole country is against Tomorrow City, and the businessmen who dare to come are all bigwigs in the shipping industry, who sneak into the city by boat and go back secretly, no one can check, because the whole port is a bigwig's people.

Pushing open the transparent glass door, the cat maid and the fox maid in black and white maid costumes ran over in small steps.

"Brother Allen, what do you want today?"

The two fastest maids bowed slightly, and the fox tail and cat tail behind them were slightly bent, which was extremely cute.

The orcs of the various departments behind Eren all sighed and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

This bar has something.

Windsor glanced at the maids' short skirts with strange eyes, but she didn't say anything.

"A cold soda for everyone." As if agreed, Alan commanded at will.

"Okay."

The fox lady shook her bewitching figure, walked into the backstage of the bar, took out the cup that had been scrubbed with hot water, and then she scooped a large piece of crushed ice from the ice cube box under the stage and put it in the cup.

After that, he opened the steel container jointly produced by the blacksmith shop and the orc chemistry laboratory, took out the sealed glass bottles one by one, and put them on the countertop, the moment the transparent cup appeared, it was covered with a layer of mist, and outsiders could see the water droplets in the cup.

"Brother Allen, do you want me to help you open the lid?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

This little thing, Alan can't be served.

He held up the clear glass bottle in his hand, letting it glisten in the candlelight, the brown soda holding all the orcs' breath.

"It's a new drink, it's called carbonated drink, it's also called soda, shake it vigorously, and then open the soda can, and you'll see this......"

As he spoke, Alan shook the soda can himself, causing bubbles to tumble inside the bottle.

Then he grabbed the bottle opener in his hand and scratched the corner of the cap.

Bang!

The soda bottle made a clear noise, and the round cap flew out.

The two to three atmospheres above the soda drops to normal atmospheric pressure in a short period of time, and the soda begins to expand rapidly, producing a cooling effect of about minus 30 degrees, the water vapor condenses, and a tumbling white mist emerges from the mouth of the bottle, and a brown liquid flows out.

"Wow!" The orcs watched the miraculous soda gushing out, and they all let out an inner amazement.

Alan first sucked off the bubbles on it, and then took a sip of water.

"It's more delicious with ice." Alan said, pouring the soda into another glass filled with ice, and the brown water slid down the ice in a picturesque way.