In the Hall of the Sages, the Ottoman steel magnate Count Eichendorf and the financial oligarch Marquis Mario were chatting with each other.

The things that Peggy brought out really didn't interest the two well-informed fellows, but Master Frank couldn't help but give face, so they had to amuse themselves and tell some interesting things.

Aichendorf was talking about the beautiful spring dinner he had with the elven beauty last month, when suddenly an exclamation came from behind him: "What?

When the two of them looked back, it turned out to be Hubert, a large lumber merchant, who was whispering to his secretary, and they didn't know what they had heard, and suddenly overreacted.

Seeing that his gaffe had attracted a sideways look, Hubert immediately smiled apologetically at everyone, and then hurriedly followed the secretary out of the venue.

"What the hell is that Hubert guy? He looks like his house is on fire. Mario whispered beside Echendorf.

"Who knows, but I've heard that the Central Forest is making a lot of trouble, and it seems that he has lost a lot of money in his last few deals. Eichingdorf gloated: "Maybe he's in a hurry to wipe his ass." ”

Mario smiled, and the two chatted about other interesting things.

A few minutes later, Aichendorf's assistant walked in in a panic, and when Aichendorf saw that it was him, his face immediately changed: "Aren't you in the manor, why did you get here, is there something wrong?"

"Sir, oh, Lord Marquis. I heard that there was an unknown alchemist who made an elixir that could rejuvenate him. ”

"What? such a thing?!" exclaimed Echendorf, who immediately drew a look of dissatisfaction. He was shocked in his heart, and glanced at Mario, only then did he understand why Hubet was so out of shape just now, and the expressions of the two immediately became serious.

"Is it true?" asked Echendorf.

The assistant nodded: "It should be true, and it's not just that, I heard that there is also a potion that can turn the sow into a goddess!"

"This ......" Aichendorf and Mario were dumbfounded, and although this incident sounded ridiculous, if half of it was true, it would be big news, and it was full of business opportunities.

"The most important thing is that this is not the finale of the press conference, I heard that compared to the works that will appear in a while, the previous ones can only be regarded as appetizers?"

"What? Rejuvenation and sow transformation are only appetizers, so how amazing will the meal be?" exclaimed Eichendorf again, but this time he had learned wisely and kept his voice low.

Eichendorf was a veteran of the mall for many years, and he immediately had an idea after being shocked, he exchanged a look with Mario, and said to his assistant: "You go and book a box for me immediately, get the best location, and when this side is over, we will rush over, no matter what, we must talk to the alchemist." ”

The assistant said with a sad face: "Master, the alchemist's press conference is just opposite the sage hall, it was originally just a conference room, there was no box at all, and it is now surrounded by water, maybe we can't squeeze in at all." ”

"If you can't squeeze in, you'll clear the venue, and if you can't do it, you will take out the name of the Second Highness!"

"No, sir, it's General Fritz from the military department who is inside, and I heard that there seems to be a high-level observation group from the military department. ”

Aichendorf gasped: "Why didn't I know about the press conference attended by General Fritz?"

The assistant looked embarrassed, wanting to say something but didn't dare to speak. As soon as Mario saw his appearance, he immediately knew it, and said to Echendorf: "He should be talking about the press conference that Lord Alexander has been busy with recently." ”

Aichendorf was stunned: "Is that the press conference?!"

Mario nodded: "Let's go quickly, maybe it won't be too late in a while." ”

Aichendorf was stunned again: "Let's go now? I'm afraid I can't explain it to Master Frank." ”

"Explain?" Mario said, pointing to the seat on the south side, "Look over there." ”

Eichendorf followed Mario's finger and realized that the place where the veteran alchemist and magician had been seated had been vacated.

Mario sneered: "If the news is true, Master Frank's reputation will definitely plummet, and whether he can keep his position is still a matter of words, how can he have the leisure to listen to our explanation?"

"That's right...... Aichendorf patted his head and hurried out of the Hall of the Sages with Mario.

In the box on the second floor, Master Frank was smiling as he listened to Peggy's presentation of his masterpiece. Although the previous work was not of high standard, this one was not bad, and he believed that others should be interested.

But the commotion next door and downstairs interrupted his good mood.

Master Frank frowned and beckoned back, and Master Stephen, who had been waiting for dispatch for a long time, immediately trotted all the way over. As soon as Master Frank saw Stephen's face, his mood immediately became even worse.

But now there was no one else in the box, so he had to reluctantly say: "You go out and see what is going on down there, remember not to affect this press conference." ”

Master Stephen flattered in response, and then respectfully exited the box.

Master Frank shook his head and said to himself, "This useless waste, if it weren't for your ass, how could you have made this nondescript press conference?" ”

In fact, Frank was right, Pecy would indeed make history, but such history would seem quite awkward.

When Eichendorf and Mario arrived at Mick's press conference...... Well, they didn't make it to the press conference at all, because the door of the press conference was already crowded, and they couldn't squeeze in at all.

And even if they had the strength, they didn't dare to squeeze forward, because in front of them stood a large row of old guys with white beards and mage robes, the group of veteran alchemists and well-known magicians.

The one in the middle is one of the six elders of the Mantis Wizards' Council, Master Thom, a saint-level magic alchemist.

He was supposed to be in a box in the Hall of the Philosophers, but now he was standing in the crowd, foaming at the mouth of a middle-aged magician, the unlucky man who had been in Mick's office, Mr. Rolf.

"You idiot, why would you arrange such a small, humble press conference for Mr. Beckman? You are so stupid, even more stupid than Raphael's idiotic pet pig!"

Rolf wiped his cold sweat vigorously, smiled and nodded to admit his mistake, but muttered in his heart: "If you hadn't received one million gold coins from Master Frank, Mr. Beckman's press conference would have been held in the Hall of the Sages, how could there be so much trouble?"

Of course, he would never dare to say such a thing.

Seeing that Master Thom was panting for breath, Mr. Rolf hurriedly leaned over and said with a smile: "Master, you see that it is definitely impossible to change venues now, but so many people are waiting to witness the appearance of that work......"

"Do you know there are so many people waiting to watch?" said Master Thom, unmischievously.

"Yes, yes, it was my mistake. But since there are so many people waiting to see, why don't we set up a magic array in the square?"

"Magic Array?" Master Thom's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded: "Yes, go to the square to set up a magic array, the picture should be transmitted in both directions, and then evacuate all the people gathered here to the square."

Also, remember to tell Mr. Beckman that we old fellows are going to be witnessing his work in a respectful tone, you know?"

Mr. Rolf wiped his cold sweat and nodded: "Yes, I will go now, you can rest assured!"

With that, Master Thom led the crowd up toward the wide square, where Mick's third and final work was about to be unveiled.