Annan misestimated the impact of "The Fall of the Mage Tower" on the people of Breeze City, or underestimated the barrenness of the spiritual world of the people of this world.

In the current situation where the aristocracy entertained themselves with banquets, the theater was a means of entertainment for the middle class, and the lower classes could only go to taverns and create people, the impact of magical images was unprecedented.

The nobles knew that the original recording of the Philosopher's Stone could be used in this way, and the middle class found that the magic images were far more real and wonderful than the stage plays, and the lower classes were even more crazy.

Annan initially set the price at 1 silver coin only to counter Augusta's conspiracy, and the main revenue was to sell the Philosopher's Stone. But the truth is that these days' earnings have filled five chests with a thousand gold coins - each Breeze-based has watched The Fall of the Mage Tower twice in six days on average.

When Annan teased the little spider that seemed to be fatter through the spider bottle, Evelyn leaned over and pulled the corner of Annan's clothes: "I can't even go out now......"

As soon as Evelyn went out, people would shout Ruth around Evelyn like she called Jack around Annan, and she could only cover herself with the hood of her wizard's robe when she wanted to go out.

This is followed by Olmedo. Augusta carefully elevated his daughter to the position of majestic lord of the city, and was dragged down by Annan.

Kill your own father to protect Breeze? Most people don't see it. Snatched his fiancée by the King of the North? They saw it with their own eyes!

Others are much better.

For example, Francois has a lot less gossip about him, at least from the previous "absolute denial" to the current "half denial and half understanding"

Andrew Luna's Morrowind Tavern is full of guests, and when they see him, they will start playing "The Fall of the Mage's Tower", but luckily Andrew Luna does know how to play the lute.

Annan waited at the manor for a while, and Francois soon arrived, but Annan drove him out again—in the carriage of the Twelve Kings of the North.

After the crowd outside the manor had followed the carriage away, Annan got into the carriage of the Lundsay family and went out.

Passing by the Great Theater of Benitez, Annan saw the crowds waiting in the square.

A conversation between two boys on the side of the road caught his attention. The ragged toddler begs his equally dirty brother to see The Fall of the Mage's Tower, but they can't even touch a copper coin on their bodies.

"Brother, we don't have any money......" As if to set off this sentence, the boy's stomach gurgled.

A passing carriage stopped in front of them. The boy hurriedly pulled his younger brother behind him.

The white hand reached out to open the crack of the car door and tossed a silver coin to the boy.

The boy picked up the silver coin, and the younger brother looked curiously at the black eyes that appeared behind the slit.

"Thank you, sir."

"Can we go see The Fall of the Mage Tower?" The younger brother asked.

"Silo, we are going to buy this ......silver coin for food," he was still saying, throwing another silver coin from the crack in the door, and the boy hurriedly caught it, guessing, "You want Silo to go to see "The Fall of the Mage Tower"? ”

Some passers-by walked by, and the carriage remained calm, but the boy guessed what the nobleman meant, patted his brother on the head and said, "Go and see, I'll wait for you outside." ”

"I'm going to be with my brother!"

Then a third silver coin was thrown.

"Okay, let's go together...... Thank you again. The boy had to thank the strange nobleman, hesitated to the ticket office, and tiptoed out two silver coins.

"You guys? No......"

The conductor drove away the two dirty little ones, and the boy didn't want to waste the two silver coins here, but he was afraid that the nobleman was still looking at it, so he begged the conductor to sell him a ticket.

"Anyone has the right to appreciate art!"

Honatan Mace, who happened to be nearby, arrived to correct the conductor's mistake and handed the tickets to the two boys seriously: "I hope that after reading it, I can cultivate your mind." ”

The boy just thinks what else is more important than having a good meal?

Leading his younger brother into the theater, the magnificent theater filled with fragrance made the two boys at a loss.

There was a lot of spectators around, and they were crowded to their seats, and it wasn't long before the magic lights dimmed and the magic images lit up.

The image that emerges from the curtain makes the boy gradually open his mouth.

At this time, the younger brother next to him pointed to the magic image:

"This brother is like the brother who gave us money!"

……

Annan came to the city lord's palace and followed the captain of the guard to the council hall with attention and discussion.

Young and handsome, Olmedo sat in the main seat, the midday sun falling into the council chamber, shining her long golden hair.

Regardless of the public's impression of Olmedo, in the eyes of the aristocracy, her father, whose blade had been corrupted by chaos, propelled her to new heights of popularity. The aristocratic councillors who had regarded her as a junior no longer looked down on her.

Annan stood outside the corridor and watched the captain of the guard inform Olmedo, she looked over and smiled relaxedly: "You go to the office and wait for me first." ”

Annan bowed his head and came to the office with the captain of the guard.

"What would you like to drink?"

"Black tea."

Annan visits Olmedo's office.

The base tone is dark brown oak, the office is like an old aristocratic study, and there is not much to express itself.

"The lord of the castle is here......"

The captain of the guard quickly came back with the black tea, and said hesitantly, "The lord of the city is still immersed in the grief of the death of the old man...... You'd better not mention the old man's business. ”

"Don't worry."

Annan sat on the sofa with black tea in his hand.

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Olmedo entered the door with a gentle smile as the captain of the guard left.

"You, too, look like you've recovered from Augusta Olmedo's departure."

The door slammed shut.

Olmedo returned to her desk, writing notes, and Annan stared at her throat as she waited.

"Is there something in my neck?" Olmedo, who was holding the quill, did not raise his head.

"I've been learning assassination techniques with ogres lately, and the neck is a weakness of all races."

This statement did not work for Olmedo: "You read your father's diary? ”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Annan changed the subject before Olmedo delved in: "But I saw many displaced people in the city. ”

"I asked the city guards to let them in."

Olmedo stopped his quill and looked out the window at the bustling plaza and well-dressed pedestrians: "My father killed and displaced many people from the North, even though it was difficult for him to stay awake by then...... But as his son, I have to bear the mistakes he makes. ”

At that time, Annan felt that Augusta Olmedo's contradictory instincts were right. The corrupted Augusta wants to attack him, and the sober Augusta protects him.

Annan looked at Olmedo with relief: "Child, you are growing up to be the true king of Breeze City. ”

Ormedo also retorted unceremoniously: "Mentor Irilanzer has been talking about you since he returned from the banishment plane. ”

"I'm going to see Martin."

(End of chapter)