When Sarah said this, Ceosaise just smiled slightly, and said with a gloomy expression: "There are so many towns in Middle-earth, and there are so many manors in the towns, but my brother just walked into his manor...... Therefore, he is a descendant of a demi-saint, and I am not qualified to teach him......"

The crowd fell silent for a moment, and only after more than a dozen seconds did Sarah continue to tell what she had seen and heard over the past few years. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

By the time he left the Mino manor, it was the beginning of the second year of the new calendar, and the middle of the empire was in a brief mess because of the article depicting the magic element. Outside the magic gold exchange in the big city, there are crowds, vicious incidents occur from time to time, and all kinds of appalling rumors are spread among the people.

All news except magic was automatically ignored by people, no one cared about the news of the establishment of the Presbyterian Council, and even such a major event as Merkel Buck being elected Prime Minister of the Empire by the Presbyterian Church was only cared about by a few nobles.

When Sarah and Ceosey arrived in the province of Tris in the south of the empire, the situation became more serious. The Magic Gold Exchange in Dorne City was ransacked by angry civilians overnight, and a climate of terror began to permeate the city. Some people say that the Royal Knights are heading south, and that all those who participated in this riot will be arrested and hanged one by one.

During that time, all kinds of weird stories circulated in the streets of Dorne.

Edward, the owner of the barbershop on Klein Street, made the cut of his customers' hair into a cursed magic prop...... The cook at the dock tavern used magic to kill the shopkeeper, mixing his brains with magic gold to create a strange dark magic...... At night, the streets are filled with evil magicians in black robes, who specialize in preying on beautiful young girls and use their eyeballs to make spying magic balls......

Sarah shook her head and said, "There are dozens of stories like this, each one of them is related to magic, and each one is nonsense. ”

"And then? Did the City Hall investigate?" Wesley was familiar enough with Dorne to be particularly concerned.

"You may not believe me when I say it," Sarah glanced at Ceosey, whose expression was a little embarrassed, but Sarah didn't seem ready to keep it a secret for him, "This valiant knight beside me has privately taken on the task of solving the problem before the town hall has even moved......"

"I just want to debunk these rumors. Ceoses argued lightly.

"Is it, Mr. Don Quixote?" said Sarah, looking at Ceosaise with a squeezing expression.

"Have you seen that play, too?" asked Wesley, smiling, wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin—he had never paid so much attention to the image in Donner's memory.

"Of course!" said Sarah, "this honorable knight has seen it three times, and each time he is so moved...... If I hadn't heard about Corey's visit to the Faemon royal family, he might have revisited it a few more times. ”

"It's an interesting story, isn't it?" Ceoses had a rare look of embarrassment on his face, and even Cynthia couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"You just said that the atmosphere in Dorne City is terrifying, what happened?" Donner duly pulled the conversation back to the previous storyline. He has always controlled the overall direction of the empire through public opinion, but he has little energy to listen to the first-hand news from the people.

Later, there were police officers wearing six-pointed star badges and tweed hats on the streets of Dorne...... A policeman on horseback was seen patrolling with his own eyes, using the magic wand in his hand to kill the thief who had robbed the magic gold...... By the way, I remembered later that the magic staff in the hands of those policemen was not the same one you used in the Great Patriotic War! Lisa said.

"That's right, it's from the Avery Industrial Zone, and more than seven thousand have been distributed to the Imperial Police Force. Donner smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, Curley glanced at Wesley deliberately, and the latter gave her a slightly calm expression.

"Ever since the police, no one has dared to touch the brains of the Magic Gold Exchange. Sarah said: "City Hall, oh yes, when we were guarding Dorne City, that place was still the city lord's mansion, think about it, Chancellor Merkel still defended Dorne City with us, it's been almost twenty years......

"Twenty-two years ......" Ke Lei suddenly spoke, with a hint of sadness in her tone.

Sarah suddenly realized that it would be better to remember less about the Great Patriotic War in the presence of Corey, so she quickly smiled: "In terms of storytelling, I am obviously not Wesley's opponent...... Where did I just go?"

"Ever since the police, no one has dared to touch the brains of the Magic Gold Exchange. Wesley glanced at Curley with some smugness, not caring at all about the fact that every novel and play published under his name had Donner's involvement.

"Yes, since then, the town hall has organized the police to investigate the rumors, and all the findings are published on the bulletin board in the town hall square. Needless to say, every one of them is a far-fetched rumor. ”

Sarah took a sip of red wine, shook her head, and continued to explain: "Edward the barber collects the hair of customers to make wigs, and it is strange to see him making glue behind the shop. The shopkeeper of the dock tavern was drunk and fell into the sea and drowned, and had nothing to do with his cook......"

"Reality is sometimes more bizarre than drama," Wesley said, pretending to be profound, "but hearing you say that, my new book is inspired again." ”

Donner glanced at Wesley curiously, somewhat admiring his shamelessness.

It didn't take long for the city hall to announce that the newly opened woodworking factory near the Whispering Forest had been granted a forestry development permit and membership in the Industrial Promotion Association by the Imperial Parliament. In fact, no one understands what it is, and one thing people care about is that as long as the workers recruited by the Whispering Wood Factory can get a free magic gold...... You can imagine how many people from Dorne City rushed to the Forest of Whispers to sign up. Sarah continued.

"That's Path's factory, isn't it?" Wesley turned to look at Donner.

"Yes, he's at Tris Academy of Magic. Donner said.

"Is that the ever-serious Paz?" asked Lisa.

"Which one else?" Wesley laughed, "He's not the same now." ”

Lisa shook her head with a smile and continued, "Most of those who signed up to come back were depressed, and only a small part were elated, and no matter what, Dorne City finally settled down. Before we left, we heard that the woodware factory was going to expand its scale and continue to recruit workers, and the Medici family's trading company was also recruiting people in the city, and it is said that in order to compete with the woodware factory for talent, they also made a promise of magic money......

"And then you're heading north?" asked Cynthia Vida, probably feeling that she had been silent for too long.

A hint of surprise crossed Sarah's face, probably not expecting Cynthia Vader to be interested in her story, and nodded solemnly at the dwarf wise man, "Yes, and then Mr. Ceoses and I went north, well, around the end of the year before last. ”

"At the end of the 2nd year of the new calendar," Cynthia smiled awkwardly, "it was that month of doom. ”