Fritt walked off the magic car and stepped on the somewhat muddy ground.

Nolan is the most prosperous city in the world's magical civilization, and its provenance is Nolan's path.

The capital of Fritt, the country of Steel, has many city-states that are still difficult to walk on. Even the most marginal areas of Nolan are paved with pure white paving stones.

But Squirrel Street is the only exception. This street is a small shadow in Nolan, a city that exudes the glory of magical civilization. It is not even a shadow, but a stain.

The demon invited Frit to a commercial meeting in a very remote tavern on Squirrel Street.

It was remote and even the road was filled with filthy mud.

When Fritt walked out of the magic car and took out the letter sent to him by the demon, he repeatedly compared the location mentioned in the letter and the name written on the tavern sign.

Finally, it was confirmed that this was the tavern mentioned by the demon.

"Mr. Frit."

The guards who followed him realized that the situation was a little bit bad.

The appearance of this tavern is really too bad, and even the wooden sign has some incomplete traces.

If it weren't for the wooden wine glass sign written at the back, it might have been regarded as a pigpen rather than a place like a tavern.

"Maybe for confidentiality."

Fritt found a reason.

He was silent for a moment, but still walked towards the tavern on the muddy ground.

Now he just hopes this is not the devil's 'prank'.

Frit and his servants pushed open the door of the tavern, and to Fritt's surprise, the business of this shabby and remote tavern... was unexpectedly good.

The seats in the tavern were almost filled with people, and he was unable to find the figure of the demon in the dense crowd for a while.

"Lord Frit, they are not like Squirrel Street people."

His guards whispered to remind Frit, and Frit himself noticed this.

The guests at this tavern were not dressed in rags like those gangsters on Squirrel Street. Frit even saw several spellcasters wearing magic robes sitting there.

Finally, Frit saw the young demon at the bar. The last time Frit saw him was on the podium of the Rursk Higher Magic Academy.

One of Nolan's seven sages, the Gray-clothed Man was his student, so Frit never underestimated the demon because of his age.

Fret quickly walked to the bar.

The interior of this tavern looks much cleaner than the outside, at least there is no unacceptable vomit or blood on the chair.

"You're just here, and if you're a few minutes later, you'll probably have no seat." Qiao Xiu shook the boiled water in his hand, then said to Frit.

How many minutes later?

When Fritt heard this, he took out his pocket watch and took a look. The time above was showing eight o'clock in the morning!

"Mr. Qiao Xiu, I doubt who would have come to the tavern so early." Frit could think of one or two people, that is, the kind of drunkard who did nothing.

"Uh... I watched the European Cup all night, but my wife hit the TV... man?"

Joshu gave an example that Frete could not understand at all.

Frit was going to say something, but Joseph's prophecy began to work soon.

There were six guests walking into the tavern. They looked like residents of Squirrel Street, and they looked breathless and looked like they were running all the way.

"Is this tavern nowhere?" said one of the guests.

"Just sit directly on the floor." Another person gave advice.

But at this moment, the owner of the tavern hurriedly walked out from behind and came to the six guests with two benches.

"Several distinguished guests, if you don't mind, just squeeze and sit down first?" said the tavern owner tentatively.

The six guests looked at each other, and had no choice but to squeeze on two benches and sit down.

Frit saw this scene. These people came to the tavern not to drink, but were waiting for something.

"Is there a magic machine called 'TV' installed here?"

Frit suddenly remembered the magical machinery that his spies had mentioned to him. Some time ago, he was busy resolving the patent dispute with the Chamber of Commerce of the Frost Kingdom, so he had never paid attention to this matter.

"That's right." Qiao Xiu said.

"I heard that after many shops installed 'TV', the number of customers visiting shops increased."

Frit looked around the entire tavern. He didn't believe it very much when he heard the information that the spy said, but this time he saw it completely.

Squirrel Street, a remote and dilapidated tavern, has attracted so many people, and many people have come all the way.

Frit was about to ask Joseph what the magic machine called 'TV' was, and another sound in the tavern interrupted his dialogue.

He followed the sound and looked at the wall painted pure white on the other side of the tavern, on which a man suddenly appeared.

This reminded him of the scene when he was watching a movie at the Baijinghua Theater. He also knew that man, that is the demon killer Lyon in "This Devil Is Not Too Cold".

But this time he played the role not the demon killer Lyon, but an announcer, who began to greet the residents of Nolan in his low voice.

"Welcome to the daytime news. I am Prok. Just around 7 o'clock yesterday morning, another explosion occurred in the Nolan Alchemy Market..."

At this moment, Fritt understood what the so-called "TV" is.

He also likes to listen to Nolan Voice, and of course he knows the Day News program.

If at the beginning, the voice of Nolan only spreads sound... this magic machine called "TV" presents the picture to the public.

Fritt saw the bass owner for the first time, and at the same time, there were photos and images of Nolan's Alchemy Market on the screen.

"Those damn foxes!"

Fritt recognized the place where the photos and images were presented, not far from the alchemy shop he owned.

The Chamber of Commerce in the Frost Country used some cunning means to replace his goods and exchange them for a bunch of inferior products, which led to the explosion of goods.

At that time, Fritt also compensated the victim's customers with a large amount of money.

Fortunately, this report did not clearly indicate that alchemy shop, but only reminded the public to be careful when buying alchemy items that are prone to explosion.

This made Frit breathe a little relieved. If Nolan Voice named the alchemy item from which shop, it would have a serious impact on his business.
Chapter completed!