The visit of the three sages put the nobles and merchants who stayed in the Nolan National Theater into a state of fear and surprise.

Some of them found reasons to leave in a hurry, while others chose to stay and were invited to the theater by the attendants of Baijinghua Theater as audiences.

Qiao Xiu believes that in the near future, the news behind the Voice of Nolan is that the sages support this will spread throughout Nolan.

When those nobles come to Qiao Xiu again, they should also consider it a little.

But the visits of the sages are not all good.

Although Joseph had not done anything bad in Nolan, there were still some "public existences" in the Nolan National Theater.

"This is where the pulpit is. Due to limited time, I could only ask the craftsmen of the Architectural Association to remove the strange decorations and make small modifications."

Joseph brought three sages to the smaller theater located in the Nolan National Theater.

This theater can only accommodate more than 200 people. In the past, the owners of the theater seemed to have regarded it as a place to entertain "important guests", so the decoration here is also the most exquisite location.

However, after Qiao Xiu accepted it, he dismantled all the jewelry and jewelry, instantly turning it from a magnificent palace into a somewhat shabby classroom.

"Enough."

The gray man didn't mind the simple and shabby decoration around him. He slowly walked to the forum, and the blackboard for writing behind him had already been ready.

When the gray-clothed man came on stage, the audience in the audience sat down one after another, with only about thirty people.

Compared with the number of world singers with nearly thousands of viewers, this is so few that it cannot be described as shabby.

The man in gray himself didn't care about this. He looked around curiously, as if he was looking for something.

"Do you still need to prepare some alchemy equipment?" Qiao Xiu asked suddenly.

"No, what I'm talking about today is about Nolan's past history, not some profound magical knowledge."

"Then the shooting will officially begin in five minutes."

Qiao Xiu waved his hand slightly, and the day banshees living in the Nolan National Theater floated in the air with magical machinery used for photography.

At this moment, two owls suddenly appeared from the beard of the gray-clothed man. The two owls seemed to feel something, jumped to the forum uneasy and made a cooing sound.

Although the daytime banshee has always maintained an invisible state, the three sages felt that some...inhuman existence appeared in the theater almost at the same time.

"Let me introduce it to you."

Qiao Xiu initially planned to replace the photographer with humans, but Qiao Xiu could not choose any suitable candidates.

Moreover, these banshee ladies can be said to be the best photographers in the world, and they can shoot any shots the director wants.

Qiao Xiu plans to continue doing this program of Sage Lecture. One day, the sages will discover these little secrets, so Qiao Xiu plans to make it public directly.

"They are the workers behind the scenes that they took the pictures seen on 'TV'."

A light golden light appeared above the theater, and these brilliances gradually condensed into the figure of a girl, and the twelve day banshees showed their own entities in front of everyone.

To outsiders, this scene is not an exaggeration to come to the world as a messenger of the God of Holy Light, but unfortunately, all of these messengers are the essence of the dead.

"Day Banshee? What are the things that make up from the thin tree trunks of the Necromancer Association?" The man in yellow raised his eyebrows and immediately recognized the true identities of the phantoms floating in the air.

Humans' disgust for the undead is based on fear. The yellow-clothed person has never been afraid of these dead things, so how could he hate these creatures?

"I think Nolan's necromancers don't have the ability to control the day banshee yet."

The face of the purple-clothed man was shrouded under the cloak, and he could only vaguely see a slightly joking smile on the corner of her mouth. She suddenly stretched out her hand to the void, as if she was holding something.

"And these daytime banshees are not ordinary undead either."

A pale white figure appeared beside the purple-clothed man. It was the thirteenth day banshee. She was late... When she hurriedly wanted to get into her own tribe from behind the crowd, she accidentally passed by the purple-clothed man.

The daytime banshee instantly fell into a state of panic. As a spiritual body, she had never been "catched" by humans.

"Sorry, I just felt an indescribable aura in them." The pupils under the Purple-clothed Man looked at Qiao Xiu who was standing there, and then let go of the day banshee.

The day banshee, who was free, hid behind her fellow tribes at an extremely fast speed.

"If you have any questions, I will answer them for you after the show ends."

Qiao Xiu noticed that the last gaze of the purple-clothed man fell on his arm, and it was still the hand with the inscription of the male skeleton engraved.

Today, Qiao Xiu deliberately put on gloves to cover the mark of the skeleton man. As for things like breath, if Qiao Xiu does not use the undead magic belonging to the skeleton man, ordinary people will not be able to detect it.

"I will go there in person." The purple-clothed man did not continue to make things difficult for Qiao Xiu, and walked directly to the front row of the audience seat and sat down, while the yellow-clothed man sat on the other end of the audience seat.

“Is the relationship between the wise men not very good?”

Qiao Xiu whispered to the local Nolan, Xili. When the two sages sat in the audience, Qiao Xiu always felt an inexplicable tension permeate.

"I don't know much about this, but when I was young, they seemed to have had a dispute over something," said Cili.

"All right."

Qiao Xiu was not in the mood to confuse the grudges between the wise men.

The day banshees have started their work, and are ready to take the magical machinery used for shooting in their respective positions.

These banshee ladies also successfully won the favor of the audience by their appearance. No one would hate a girl with a glowing body, although the girl's body was translucent.

After Joshu made a gesture to the gray-clothed man on the podium, the sage cleared his voice and began to tell Nolan's past history with his owl.

The Grey Clothes' teaching was unexpectedly interesting. The Grey Clothes's forums have been hiding in the caster forums all year round. Whether it is movies, Hearthstone or opera, he is undoubtedly at the forefront of Nolan's fashion and is definitely not a stereotyped old man.

"You may not know my other title, that is, the gray-white owl... do you feel very familiar?"

When the Grayclothed Man announced his name on the caster forum, Joshu had already encountered chaos in the entire caster forum.

Xiri opened the caster forum, and as expected, a lot of posts expressing shock and begging for mercy have appeared in the magic research and daily chat areas.

‘Gray-White Owl’ is a legend on the caster forum, and it is said that every post on the caster forum has a reply from this owl.

Of course, there were a lot of newbies who didn’t know the real situation on the forum that had publicly confronted this ‘owl’, and even greeted the owl by name!

But no one expected that the first free user on the Spellcaster Forum would be Nolan's supreme sage!

Especially the students of the Rurske Higher Magic Academy, when they think of their "confrontation" with their academicians on the forum, it is enough to make them tremble all over.

"I really don't know what those who have scolded gray-white owls on the forum before." Qiao Xiu said in a low voice.

"Just post a funny dwarf expression at this time."
Chapter completed!