In the middle of the night, Annan, who had finished meditating, asked the maid Abby to bring what she needed.

A dining table, two chairs, sumptuous food on a silver plate, as if Annan was about to hold a dinner party in bed.

"Hmm...... You go out first, take Lily with you. Annan and Abby, who had a strange expression, said.

Abby picked up Lily and exited the bedroom, the light in the hallway disappearing as the door closed.

Annan did not move to prevent the food on the table from tipping over, and after placing the philosopher's stone beside him one after another, he fell into a deep sleep with his shoulders folded like a monarch lying in a coffin......

On the shores of the hot lava lake, there are two chairs, a table with food, and even a broken tablecloth, as if surrounded not by barren gravel beaches and blazing lava lakes, but by golden sand and blue sea.

Annan, who appeared with them, gracefully stretched out his hand and invited the flame phantom standing to the side to sit in his place.

The flame phantom appeared in front of the chair, but before he could sit down, the wooden chair "snorted" and burned violently.

Annan frowned and thought for a while, and raised his finger: "Wait for me!" ”

Picking up a rock to wake himself up, he was suddenly picked up by the neck of the Flame Phantom.

"Oh yes......"

Annan activated a philosopher's stone before waking up from his dream by swinging the rock and smashing it on his forehead.

Removing from the bed, Annan took off the orichalson armor from the armor rack and returned to bed to sleep......

The lava lake is still the same as it was when it left. Annan placed his armor on a pile of ashes and invited the Flame Phantom to sit down again.

The Flame Phantom was indifferent, and only Annan sat there, occasionally reaching for some food and eating as he watched.

Martin must love it here, Annan thought. As long as you grab the apple pie before going to bed, you can eat it in your dreams and wake up with a meal. As for being beaten? Annan was sure that Aunt Susan's broomstick must have scared Martin more than the Flame Phantom.

It was still five magic stones, and as the eight hours approached, Annan woke up from his dream very naturally.

Annan opened his eyes, and the morning came, the birds were singing, and Lily was scratching the window.

The Demon Lord didn't hit himself! That's a good change!

……

Home Secretary Burke flipped through the third issue of The Voice of Freedom.

Reading magic newspapers is gradually becoming a habit among the cabinets, and the lively magic newspapers are much better than the cold government affairs.

Burke listened to Evelyn as he flipped through the magic newspaper and said, "How long will our newspaper be?" ”

"The council is still debating whether we need a magic newspaper." Next to him, Chancellor of the Exchequer Franking holds his elf tea ceremony.

"The magic newspaper is in its third issue, and our councillors are still talking about when to start a magic newspaper in the Duchy of Keating?"

"Burke, did you know your colleague on the first day?" Flamening looked out the window at the bustling city-state with its petals fluttering, "You know, they all want a piece of the pie from this." If you can't get it, don't ask for it. ”

"We're going to fall behind." Burke said.

"It's already behind." Frankin stepped out of the window and pulled out a stack of magical newspapers from his desk drawer and placed it on the table.

"These?"

"These are all of them. The imitators even made the difference. The readers of Voices of Liberty are people who care about the world; To the point that the readers of the newspaper "Sertovis are people who think they are big people"; The readers of the Empire are really big shots; The readers of Business Today are people who want to get rich and go crazy; The readers of the Warlock Hand don't care about anything, they just want to see women without clothes, and men too. ”

"What about ours?" Burke asked subconsciously.

"Ours is still being discussed."

Burke, who was in no good mood, paid attention to returning to the magic newspaper.

The Lord of Liberty City Shows His Love to the Fire Elemental Queen

Burke waved the newspaper and said, "Look, what a pure warlock. ”

The magic newspaper is coming to an end, and finally comes to the joke part that he is most looking forward to.

Evelyn's crisp voice rang out: a mage said to his friend, "Do you know?" I was bitten by a mosquito last night! His friend asked, "Then why don't you get rid of that mosquito?" The mage replied, "I did, but the mosquito recited the magic immunity spell!" ”

Burke thought for a moment, then laughed, "It's still a wizard joke made up by a warlock." ”

"We should put pressure on the parliament." Flamening said after he put down the newspaper.

"I think so too, so the Chancellor of the Exchequer and the Secretary of State jointly declare it?"

"But we can't do it ourselves."

Flamen was the Chancellor of the Exchequer of the Duchy for dozens of years, and his own grandfather had urinated in his arms, and of course Burke listened to him: "What do you say? Cabinet revealed? ”

"They'll guess."

"What about the people's voice?"

"They don't care what people say."

"Then use someone in the know."

Flamening asked, "Who are the people in the know?" Who would know this inside story? ”

"Anyone can, and the cabinet is no different from a sieve."

……

"Olmedo, let me put you to the test."

Early in the morning, Annan appeared in Olmedo's office: "Do you know what food can stay intact in hundreds of degrees of heat? ”

"Hundreds of degrees...... What is Degree? ”

"It's the temperature in the fireplace, and it's time for you to learn, Olmedo."

Olmedo was amused, but did not debunk Annan: "Human food? I know that there is a demon fruit in the abyss. ”

"This won't work."

Who knows if the Demon Lord eats the Devil Fruit every day.

"You should ask the fire elemental."

Annan thought it was a good idea, and in the past week, he could almost ...... with the fire elemental woman The elder communicated.

Ormedo rubbed his eyes, blinked, and looked back at the government.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Olmedo looked up and saw that Annan had not left.

"If you look at things for a long time, your eyes will become blurry." She said.

"You should take a break......"

"Not yet. Liberty City is in the development stage, and we need to lay the groundwork. ”

Diplomacy, Commerce, Construction, Ports...... Violet Lands, Duchy of Keating, Empire of Tatun, Duchy of Montabullock......

Even Annan was forced to stay in Liberty City for nearly half a year.

"You talk to Copperbeard and ask her to make you a pair of glasses." Annan said.

"Glasses?"

"You'll know."

Glasses can also be used as a commodity, but they cannot be mass-produced...... I'm afraid that the entire Breeze City can only be done by the craftsmanship of the copper beard. Selling 10 gold is too little, and selling 100 gold is nothing compared to the benefits of magic images.

When the skilled workers of the school graduated, and the free city had a talent pool before mass production could be considered.

And it's not like spending manpower and effort to make a standard mold...... Why don't you let the alchemy room invent a magic potion to heal the eyes?

(End of chapter)