Fryt walked down the magic guide and stepped on some muddy ground.

Nolan is the most prosperous city in the world of magical civilization, and its proof is the road of Nolan.

In the country of the capital of the city of Frit, there are many roads in the city-state that are still difficult to walk, and the most marginal areas of the city of Nolan are also paved with pure white paving stones.

But Squirrel Street is the only exception. This street is a small shadow in the city of Nolan, which is a splendid city of magical civilization. Even the shadows are not, but stains.

The place where the devil invited Frit for a business meeting was a very remote pub on Squirrel Street.

It’s so remote that even the road is full of dirty mud.

When Frit walked down from the magic car and took out the letter that the devil sent him, he repeatedly compared the location mentioned in the letter with the name written on the pub sign.

I finally confirmed that this is the pub mentioned by the demon.

"Fritt."

The guards who followed him realized that the situation was not so good.

The sale of this pub is indeed too bad, and even the wooden signboard has some traces of incompleteness.

If you don't write a logo for a wooden wine glass later, you might be treated as a pigsty, not a pub.

"Maybe for confidentiality."

Fryte found a reason.

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

Now he only hopes that this is not the demon's hobby.

Fryt and his aides pushed the door of the pub and let Flett accidentally be the business of this dilapidated pub...it was unexpectedly good.

The seat in the pub was almost filled, and he could not find the demon in the crowd.

"Fritt adults, they are not like people on Squirrel Street."

His guard whispered to Fred, and Flett himself noticed this.

The tavern's guests were not dressed as ragged as the punks of Squirrel Street, and even Fryt saw several casters wearing magic robes sitting there.

Finally, Flet saw the young demon at the bar, and last time Frit saw him on the podium of the Ruhrsk High School of Magic.

One of Nolan's seven sages is his student, so Frye never looked at the devil because of his age.

Fryt walked quickly to the bar.

The interior of this pub looks a lot cleaner than the outside, and at least there are no unacceptable vomit or blood on the chair.

"You have just arrived, and it is estimated that there will be no place to sit in a few minutes later." Joe repaired a glass of white water and shook it, then said to Fryt.

A few minutes later?

Fryte heard this sentence and took a look at his pocket watch. The time above is showing eight o'clock in the morning!

"Mr. Qiao Xiu, I doubt very much who will run to the pub so early." Frit can think of one or two people, that is, the kind of drunkard who has nothing to do.

"Hey... look at the European Cup all night, and the TV is being beaten by his wife...man?"

Joe Xiu gave an example that Fryt couldn't understand.

What Frette wanted to say, but Joe's prophecy did not take long to begin.

There are six guests in the pub. Their dressing is not like the residents of Squirrel Street, and there are two people who are breathless and look like they are running all the way.

“Is this pub no place?” one of the guests said with a gasp.

“Sit directly on the floor.” Another person gave advice.

But just then the owner of the pub hurried out from behind and took two benches to the six guests.

"Several guests, if you don't mind, sit and sit first?" The tavern said tentatively.

The six guests looked at each other and could only sit on two benches and sit down.

This scene was seen by Fryt. These people came to the pub completely not to drink, but to wait for something.

“Is there also a magical machine called ‘TV’ installed here?”

Fryt suddenly remembered the magical machinery that his own spies had mentioned to him. Some time ago, he was busy solving the patent dispute with the Cold Chamber of Commerce, so he has not paid attention to this.

"Yes," said Joe Xiu.

“I heard that after many shops have installed ‘TV’, the number of visitors to shop has increased.”

Frye looked around at the entire pub. He didn't believe it when he heard the information the spy said. But this time he was completely blind.

The squirrel street, a remote and dilapidated pub, attracted so many people, and many others ran along.

Fryt was preparing to ask Qiao Xiu what the magical machinery called ‘television’ was, and another voice in the pub interrupted his dialogue.

He followed the sound to the wall on the other side of the pub, painted in pure white, and suddenly a picture of a man sitting at a long table appeared on the wall.

This reminded him of the scene when he was watching a movie at the White Jinghua Theatre. He also knew the man, and that was the devil in the "This devil is not too cold".

Only this time he played the role of not being a demon killer, but an announcer who began to greet the entire Nolan residents with his low voice.

"Welcome to the day news, I am Pluck, just about 7 o'clock yesterday morning, another explosion occurred in the Nolan Alchemy Market..."

At this moment, Frye understood what the so-called 'television' was.

He also likes to listen to the voice of Nolan, of course, knowing the day news program.

If only the sound of Nolan's voice was first spread... This magical machine called ‘television’ is to present the picture to the public.

For the first time, Frit saw the owner of the bass, and there were pictures and an image of the Nolan Alchemy market on the screen.

"Those **** foxes!"

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

The Chamber of Commerce in the Frosty Country replaced some of his merchandise with a sneaky means and replaced it with a bunch of inferior products, which led to the explosion of goods.

At that time, Frit also lost a large sum of money to the victim.

Fortunately, this report does not explicitly point out that the alchemy shop is just to remind the public to be cautious when buying explosives that are easy to explode.

This made Frit sigh a little relieved. If the voice of Nolan named the surname said that the alchemy items came from that store, it would have a serious impact on his business.

Suddenly, Flett was shocked. He looked at the demon on his side and vaguely guessed what the devil had prepared.