Qiao Xiu slowly walked down from the top floor of the Gray-clothed Mage's Tower, holding the relic that looked like a stone slab in his hand.

An hour ago, Qiao Xiu came to the Mage Tower of the Gray Clothed Man as promised, and the wise sage also made a preliminary judgment of the role of this relic.

When it is activated, there is a constant spread of magic around it, as if it is sending some kind of message, whether it is a call for help or to gather companions. ’

This is the original sentence of the Grey Man.

Gather your companions? Qiao Xiu looked at the blue interface of the slate.

If activating this special magic mechanism all the time attracts the people who make it, Qiao Xiu would be happy to turn it on for a period of time every day.

"Stop!"

When Qiao Xiu came to the lowest level of the Mage Tower, Qiao Xiu heard an angry shout.

A large number of feathers fell from the sky, and an owl that was too fat to be able to do it suddenly landed on Qiao Xiu's shoulder.

"Damn! I'm going to catch you one day and drink the stew!" ”

The source of the shouts was the 'retired' Inquisitor Cheryl.

The young lady of the Inquisitor, who looked extremely young on the outside, was holding a silver-white kitchen knife in her hand and shouted angrily at the owl on Qiao Xiu's shoulder.

And the owl, who was too fat to do it, used a 'cooing' voice to taunt the inquisitor lady, who was not as skilled as before.

"What's wrong?"

Qiao Xiu looked up and down the dress on this young lady of the Inquisitor, she was wearing an apron at this time, and she looked like she was preparing lunch.

"That owl named Kaixiu has eaten my fish again!"

Cheryl waved the kitchen knife in her hand, making Qiao Xiu suspect that this Inquisitor Miss was unhappy and would throw the kitchen knife in her hand at the owl standing on Qiao Xiu's shoulder.

The owl cooed again, flapping its wings and flying directly into the upper echelons of the mage tower.

"If it weren't forbid by the Grey Man, that fat pigeon... No, owls don't live long! ”

Cheryl wiped the kitchen knife with her fingertips.

Qiao Xiu had never doubted the fighting power of this former Inquisitor, but it was a pity that in this mage tower class, the owl belonged to the 'noble' class, and the two Inquisitor Ladies who lived here belonged to the category of commoners or lower level maids.

The Grey Man was known throughout Nolan for keeping owls, and when Qiao Xiu had climbed the mage tower before, he could see a bunch of owls standing on the beams every few steps.

If it weren't for the fact that the Grey Man had set up some kind of barrier on the first layer, it is estimated that the first layer of the Mage Tower, the part where Cheryl lived, would have been in shambles.

"That's why you want to move out?"

Qiao Xiu glanced around the Mage Tower, which had long been cleaned up by Cheryl, but there was no 'private space'.

Both sleeping beds and personal desks are placed in the lobby on the first floor.

The Grayman's Mage Tower is indeed effective against enemy invasions, but the living conditions may be a little worse than a normal inn.

"It's not a good feeling to wake up every morning and be stared at by a bunch of owls." Cheryl said.

"Is that so?"

Qiao Xiu had let them stay in the Gray Man's Mage Tower to prevent the Inquisitor from attacking.

But the inquisitors during this time seem to have learned to be obedient, and Qiao Xiu hasn't met those guys for a long time.

Even if Nolan's teleportation node was opened this time and connected to the Holy Sect Country, he didn't encounter any Holy Sect Army coming to trouble Qiao Xiu.

"Remember the last time I told you?" Qiao Xiu visited the Mage Tower today not only to find the Gray Cloak, but also to find Cheryl.

"You're talking about... Make that diary a real book? ”

Cheryl's serialization of "Diary of an Inquisitor of Heresy" on the magic web was purely out of interest, and she didn't think of making money from her diary at first.

But what even she didn't expect was that after coming to Nolan, the book would become her only source of income.

"You guessed it." Qiao Xiu said.

"But is anyone really willing to pay for my diary?"

Cheryl still has some self-knowledge of how bad her diary is.

Cheryl, who was born in an ordinary place, did not have a good talent for writing, and the diary began with a very simple language to record some daily events.

She had been in the Gray-Cloaked Mage's Tower for so long, and she had tried to improve her literary skills by reading several books from the Mage's Tower.

No matter what kind of books he took out from the shelves around him, the author's writing skills were no longer than Cheryl's.

So when she first uploaded it to the immovable library, Cheryl didn't expect that the diary she had written down would be so popular.

"As the No. 1 book in the Fudo Library, I think your readers should be happy to buy a physical collection."

Qiao Xiu took out two contracts and handed them to the Miss Inquisitor in front of him.

She took the two contracts that Qiao Xiu handed her, one with her name on it, and the other with Dinisha's name on it.

Cheryl took a cursory glance at the contents of the contract, which was a very common commercial clause.

"Why... Attribution is the Royal Library of Falosi? Cheryl raised her head suspiciously and pointed to the contractor column at the back, she thought that Qiao Xiu had bought the publishing rights of her diary.

"Because the king of Phalosi is also your loyal reader." Qiao Xiu said a message that made Cheryl stunned for about three seconds.

King of Phalosi, this title Cheryl may only be seen on the highest warrants of the Inquisition!

"Does that king read Denissa's book?" Cheryl asked tentatively.

"Uh... The Lady Nun's book was published in my name, and I made a random Hearthstone library under the signature. ”

Qiao Xiu is not mistaken, the institution that makes books into 'commodities' in this world is located in the world's major libraries.

Each library has its own unique collection of books and books for sale.

"How? Are you willing to accept it? Qiao Xiu asked.

"What if you can't sell it?"

Cheryl still has little confidence in the materialization of her diary.

After all, it doesn't cost any money to watch Cheryl's diary sharing on the Spellcaster Forum, but if it becomes a paper book, you will need to pay a certain amount of money to view its contents.

"If you can't sell it, it's easy, and you'll starve to death on the streets." Qiao Xiu smiled and made a joke that made the Miss Inquisitor tremble: "Of course, this is just an example, please trust your readers, Miss Cheryl, those words are the result of your hard work, readers will not be stingy to spend a certain amount of money to support your creation, and I will also arrange a signing session for you, in short, it is a chance to meet your readers." ”

"Signing meeting..."Cheryl muttered the word, she had always been alone as a judge, and even now Cheryl was not used to being exposed to the public.

There are too many 'wrong things' she has done in her life, and the smell of blood on her hands is so strong that Cheryl herself can't stand it, so Cheryl can only choose to hide behind the scenes, not daring to really show up in public.

But no one likes to hide in the dark, Cheryl subconsciously opened the interface of the magic net, and glanced at a large number of comments under her book, whether it was to know the development of the plot later, or to pay attention to her recent situation, and to hope to be able to see the comments of the next chapter faster, Cheryl read them carefully one by one.

"I can give it a try."

After hesitating for a moment, Cheryl put down the kitchen knife in her hand after holding the dagger, picked up a pen on the table, and signed her name on the contract.