It can be seen that old Willy has a deep grudge against Warcraft and is very angry, because they have caused the children to delay their studies.

"Warcraft attacks the Duk Mahon battlefield every year, why should the teachers go to war as well?"

The old man had also guarded the battlefield of Dukmahon when he was young, and he was no stranger to it, and when he heard that even the teachers of Oskaia University had been mobilized to fight in the war, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Alas, this year is different from before, the newspapers have said it, I don't know what the reason is, this year Warcraft is going to fight to the death with humans, almost all Warcraft Continent Warcraft will come to attack the city, we humans can only resist desperately, this is a war between races, in case Warcraft enters the Oskaia continent of our humans, no one will be able to survive at that time!"

"What is a newspaper?"

"Newspapers are ...... It is...... Anyway, the newspapers are all about the recent events of the Empire, so that we civilians can also know about it. ”

Old Willie explained it to them as he understood, but he didn't know what the newspaper was for.

"What's going on in the Empire lately? Do you have anything here? Show me. The old man asked with a calm face.

"Master Magician, you look down on me, all the literacies in our farm are less than five, and the children have only been in school for a short time, and they can't read all the words in the newspaper. ”

Newspapers were still circulating among the literate children of the nobility, and it was difficult for the commoners to get a newspaper.

In particular, although the wheat ear farm is not close to the imperial capital, it is not close, especially now that the newspaper is still delivered by those people in the printing house, and the manpower is simply insufficient, so the wheat ear farm does not even have a newspaper.

"And how do you know?" asked Hobert, a little puzzled.

As if answering him, old Willy had not yet spoken, when he heard a few "Didi! Didi!" ringing outside.

"It's coming, the propaganda car is coming, we only know about it by the propaganda car!"

As soon as he heard the sound of "Didi!", old Willy immediately couldn't sit still.

"Propaganda vans?"

A few people heard a new term again, and they felt that when they returned to the imperial capital this time, they were like outsiders who didn't understand, and they were a little out of place.

"Well, it's a magic car that reads the newspaper to us illiterate civilians! Have you eaten well, if you have eaten well, we can go and listen to it together." ”

With the arrival of the propaganda truck, even if you are sitting in the room, you can hear the crowd outside, and there seem to be a lot of people.

"What is the magic car?" the old man asked again in his heart, but he didn't say it.

"Well, we're done, thank you steward for your hospitality. The old man stood up.

From the moment they entered the room, everyone listened to old Willy while having lunch, and they had already eaten enough, and the three children could not understand what the adults were saying, and they were bored in a daze.

"Okay, then let's go downstairs and listen to what the propaganda car is talking about today, the last time the reporter's article was not published, I have been waiting for a day!" Old Willy couldn't hold it back, if it weren't for these magician guests, he would have rushed downstairs a long time ago.

"Is it an official position, Lord Reporter?" asked Rita a little depressed, she was originally a child of a nobleman, and Abba and Grandpa were both ministers of the empire, so why had she never heard of any official position called "reporter"?

"Lord Reporter is the title of Lady Doris personally canonized by His Majesty the Emperor, and there is only one Lord Reporter in the entire empire!"

Although old Willie was anxious, he still explained unhurriedly, otherwise he would be too frizzy.

"Doris, which Doris? Is it the Doris of the Prescott family?" Rita was very surprised, Doris was her best friend for many years, and she had always been called a sister, could it be that the farmhouse housekeeper in front of her was talking about her?

"Well, I really don't know about this, the signature at the back of the article is just the reporter who wrote it: Doris, and her family was not mentioned. Old Willie said with some embarrassment.

"And what article did she write, and you look so anxious?"

Rita asked with interest, she was basically sure that this Doris must be her best friend, after all, she was the daughter of the Minister of Culture, how could ordinary people have such an opportunity to be so valued?

As soon as this was mentioned, old Willie immediately came to his senses.

"To say that this journalist is so remarkable, not only did he dare to write in the newspaper about the sins of the emperor's brother Joyce, and he put a dignified emperor's own brother under the personal care of the emperor, but he also personally apologized.

Let's just say that she is a girl, and she dared to go to the Duk Mahong battlefield to interview, and she almost lost her life because of it!"

"Nonsense!" Before old Willie could finish speaking, Hobart interrupted him.

"Uh......" Old Willy didn't understand what was wrong with Hobart and why there was such a big reaction.

Not only Hobert, but the old man and the other three disciples also looked at Old Willy with suspicion. qq

Hobert said angrily: "The battlefield of Duk Mahong is thousands of miles away from the imperial capital, and it takes half a year to ride back and forth, even if a few fast horses are riding in turn, how can you come back with news every day? You are purely lying to us!"

"Oh, that's it, Master Magician, don't you know, our young master will use a kind of magic, called a portal, no matter how far it is, it only takes one step to cross!!"

Speaking of his own young master, Old Willy was proud again.

"Portal magic?" the old man froze again.

It's only been a year since I was in the imperial capital, why did there happen so many things that I couldn't understand?

"No matter how far you go, you can cross it in one step, and there is such magic?" asked Rita stupidly.

"Of course, this is unique to my young master, and several portals around the empire were set up by my young master himself!"

"Your young master...... Franky ...... "Rita still doesn't believe it.

"Zuzu, no matter how far you go, can we get there in one step? ”

Little girl Jenina, who was listening, asked innocently.

The old man smiled bitterly and shook his head, listening to Old Willy's words, there are only a few portals in the entire empire, you can imagine how precious materials are needed to set up portals, how can you casually set up portals in a mountain.

"If only you could set up a portal in the Tribe...... That ......"

Although they knew that there was little hope, several people still fantasized about it.

"Let's go, don't think about the unrealistic, let's go and hear what the so-called propaganda car has to say. The old man waved his hand and took the lead downstairs.

When the propaganda truck came to the wheat harvest farm for the first time, none of the farmers in the farm dared to step forward, not even onlookers, some hid at home, and some hid behind the firewood stacks and listened secretly.

Old Willie was more confident, and went directly to the propaganda car to ask what they were doing, and when he learned that he was just promoting something for everyone, which was similar to what the bard did, he was relieved.

As propaganda trucks came every day to publicize the news, the farmers slowly got used to it, but at that time it was only some women and old people who listened to it.

At first, the propaganda truck came to the wheat farm around 10 a.m., when almost all the young people went to work, and the children were also in school and were not on the farm, so not many people listened.

However, with the start of the war with Warcraft, the propaganda truck talked more and more about the content, and the wheat ear farm was not the first propaganda point, so the arrival time was delayed and delayed, and now it was not until it was almost time to finish lunch.

Unexpectedly, this was the time for everyone to rest, the young people were also back to eat, and the children were not in school, so almost the entire farm was surrounded by the propaganda truck.

When the old man followed Old Willie out of the restaurant, although the small square in front of the restaurant was not crowded, it was also bustling, as if it was a festival.

The children chased and ran after each other without stopping for a moment, and most of the adults were standing, and many elderly people were sitting on small stools, waiting solemnly.

Seeing old Willy coming, people spontaneously moved out of the way and asked old Willie to come to the front to listen, and two young men brought a chair.

"Wright, go get a few more chairs, if these are the honorable magicians, our farm can't neglect people. ”

"Okay, Grandpa Steward, wait a minute!" the two young men quickly squeezed out of the crowd, and it didn't take much effort to bring several of the same young men to bring several chairs.

At this time, the propagandist on the propaganda car was adjusting the loudspeaker and the like, and when he saw old Willy coming, he nodded to him.

Old Willie didn't say anything, and also nodded at the propagandist, which was considered to have been said hello.

"Is this a propaganda vehicle? It's so big, why isn't it pulled by a horse?" Rita looked at the propaganda vehicle with curiosity, her eyes full of questions.

Almost everyone who sees a magic car for the first time has this question, wondering why it can run on its own when it is not pulled by livestock.

"Lady Magician, this is called a magic car, and it is powered by the power of magic!" A young man who was carrying a stool for her next to her heard Rita's muttering and immediately explained to her.

"Oh......" Rita blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, and closed her mouth tightly and stopped talking.

About three or four minutes later, the propagandist who was fiddling with all kinds of magic devices on the propaganda car turned around and slapped his hands twice.

"Alright, everyone, it's going to be played!"

In an instant, the people in the whole small square stopped talking, and even the children found a place to stand and prepare to listen to today's newspaper.

The propagandist pressed a button on the magic device, and several loudspeakers in the car immediately emitted a deep, magnetic man's voice.