On a new day, Annan came to the newspaper office early in the morning, because tomorrow was a new week.

The second issue of Voices of Liberty has already gone into print. Annan passed through the busy hall where the female workers had been recruited and came to the office upstairs.

Evelyn was destroying the apple pie that Aunt Susan had sent this morning, and when she saw Annan picking it up, she raised her head and vaguely stretched out her finger to the magic newspaper folded up in front of her: "Wouldn't it be too explicit to write like this?" ”

Annan picked up the magic newspaper, which was in the "Daily News" section of the third edition, and it read: The first succubus tavern in Middle-earth is open in Liberty City, sexy succubus, ready to serve. Play with you.

"We want to attract mercenaries and professionals...... Do you expect their pumpkin-like heads to read the esoteric? ”

"That's right."

Annan opened the magic newspaper.

The first edition of [World News] was a major event on the continent of Allen. Such as the defeat of the expeditionary force, the demon tide, the rat tide alliance raging in the north, and the blood council declared war on the Sturne-

Annan watched carefully, because he didn't know any of the news.

The second edition is [Middle-earth News]. The news of the end of the war between Annan and the Mad Dog Archduke is on the front page of the second edition, and Evelyn also satirizes the ridiculous prophecy of the Principality of Keating at the end......

The first, second, and third editions are all interspersed with advertisements, and the current sponsors are still only Jewel Star Jewelry and Sertovis's, and the self-promoting "Fast Pants" are not counted.

Skipping the "lame weather forecast" section of Old Zolen, Annan flipped to the last racial joke:

During the Elven War, on the ancient battlefield of Wilhelm, the elves fought against the dwarves and orcs at the same time, the elven arcanists came, and the dwarves and orcs hid; The dwarven mage came, and the elves hid; The orc wizard came, and everyone went into hiding.

The joke was sponsored by the "Elf Mentor".

Throwing the magic newspaper back on the table, Annan was just about to leave the house when Evelyn called out to him, "The messengers of Sertovis should arrive this morning, are you going to pick them up?" ”

"Let Olmedo handle it, just in time for her to get in touch with Sertovez."

"Are you sure you're not too lazy to go?"

Annan defended loudly: "New World Pictures has just been established, and I want to go over to help the "Dream Princess" project!" ”

"Good good ......"

Annan slipped out of the newspaper office amid Evelyn's disdain and perfunctory, and walked aimlessly out of the city.

He wanted to go to the north to see, and Editia probably wouldn't let him. He wanted to go to the south to see, and Editia and Olmedo shouldn't let him. But if Annan said he wanted to go to hell, they should have agreed to let him go north or south.

Musketeers trained outside the city.

The war was over, but Annan still maintained 3,000 musketeers and 2,000 reservists.

Ingrid counted the number of people who followed Giraldi back to the duchy two days later, close to 30,000.

Liberty City will have fewer than 40,000 inhabitants left, with soldiers making up one-ninth of the population — a percentage that would upset neighbors.

But it is different from the soldiers of other countries and territories. The soldier outside is a profession: like a knight, a woodcutter, a farmer, who basically has to work until the day he dies.

What Annan and Olmedo instituted for Liberty City was a system of service: all soldiers could be discharged after one year of service and could continue to serve. But from the second year onwards, soldiers who have been more than a year old will need to undergo an assessment to ensure that they are still eligible to stay.

The advantage of this is that the soldier does not become weak and lazy with age and time—Olmedo spent more energy dealing with the veterans of Breeze, with an average age of 35, than her father.

And even if they retire, they won't lose their skills - they can be drafted into the reserves at any time, and they can fight for Liberty City again after a short spell of mastering the magic musket.

This is the merit of the magic musket, and there is no reason why Annan should not carry it forward.

In addition to this, there was another advantage to maintaining a large number of soldiers: the competition of one in nine people was missing, and no one was idle in Liberty City except for Annan.

They alleviate the illusion that Liberty City doesn't offer many jobs, as Olmedo puts it: "We have obvious flaws and obvious strengths." ”

"We have very few workers, and instead we don't have as many children, old people and women who can't work. But we need to keep them working so that there is no turmoil in the city. ”

As he said this, Olmedo was looking at Annan.

Other towns don't have the "short supply" they face because slums are tacit areas for all those in power.

Cities and towns change all the time: the poor get rich, and the rich go back into poverty. Slums are places where all the poor are sheltered, and those who are not entitled to live are left to fend for themselves, to feed themselves, and to keep the city healthy.

Olmedo knew that Annan didn't want this, and Annan knew that Olmedo didn't want this.

So Olmedo came out of her typhoon shelter anyway.

After looking at the Great Wall in the north for a while, Annan returned to the city lord's mansion. Teasing Lily, feeding the spiders, and falling asleep after meditating.

……

Puff p

The liquid that falls on the cheeks emits a fishy odor heavier than dirt.

Not the Devil's Eye anymore? Annan, who was huddled in a thatched pile, woke up slowly.

A pig passed by with its tail wagging its tail and "humming". Realizing something, Annan lowered his head and saw that his loose blue pajamas were stained and muddy on his graying black hair.

The sky outside the hut was overcast, and a drizzle of rain was dripping from the holes in the roof.

Annan suddenly rolled over and picked up the haystack beneath him, where three filthy copper coins lay quietly. He came out into the street in a daze, and the passers-by spoke in a language he couldn't understand......

Breeze City, Starmoon Bay, Middle-earth ......

Elimoas, Olmedo, Etilia......

Half-minotaur, nezumir, elf......

All of this was just a wonderful dream that Annan had on a cold, rainy night......

Annan took a deep breath and suddenly rushed out in the drizzle. He found the departing convoy to the north of town. He took off his coat and threw it to his boss, pointing north.

Dozens of minutes later, Annan, who had changed into a sackcloth coat, set off with the convoy. I don't know how long it has been, and the magnificent Breeze City has appeared at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

After entering the city, Annan went to the Olmedo family's manor house according to his memory, crouched nearby and waited for Augusta to return, then rushed out, pounced in front of the stunned Augusta, and punched him in the face.

……

Annan woke up in a refreshed mood.

But perhaps it was not a good mood to hide, and at breakfast time, Olmedo looked at Annan strangely: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... Not really......"

Olmedo became more and more suspicious: "You've been around me since I came in......"

"I just think you're looking extra good today."

(End of chapter)