Chapter 308: Location (Third)

Fleet stepped off the magic vehicle and stepped on the somewhat muddy ground.

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

In the country of steel, the capital of Fleet, the roads of many city-states are still like this kind of hard-to-walk muddy ground, and even the most peripheral areas of Nolan's entire city 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 place where the devil invited Fleet to a business meeting was an extremely remote tavern on Squirrel Street.

It's so remote that even the roads are filled with filthy mud.

When Fleet got off the magic vehicle and took out the letter that the devil had sent him, he repeatedly compared the location mentioned in the letter with the name written on the sign of the tavern.

It was finally confirmed that this was the tavern mentioned by the demon.

"Lord Fritter."

The guards who followed him realized that something was wrong.

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

If it weren't for the sign of a wooden wine glass written on the back, it might be regarded as a pigsty, not a place like a tavern.

"Probably for secrecy."

Fritter found a reason.

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

Now he just hoped that this wasn't a 'prank' by that demon.

Fleet and his attendants pushed open the door of the tavern. To Fleet's surprise, the business of this dilapidated and remote tavern... was unexpectedly good.

The seats in the tavern were almost full, and he couldn't find the figure of the demon in the dense crowd for a while.

"Master Fritter, they don't look like people from Squirrel Street."

His guards reminded Friet in a low voice, and Fleet himself noticed this.

The guests in this tavern were not dressed in shabby clothes like those gangsters on Squirrel Street, and Fleet even saw a few spellcasters wearing magic robes sitting there.

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

One of Nolan's seven sages, the man in gray, was his student, so Fritter never underestimated this demon because of his age.

Fleet walked quickly to the bar.

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

"You came just in time, and if you're a few minutes late, there might be no place to sit." Joshua shook a glass of boiled water in his hand, and then said to Fleet.

A few minutes later?

Hearing this sentence, Fleet took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. The time on it was showing eight o'clock in the morning!

"Mr. Joshua, I really doubt who would come to the tavern so early." Fleet could think of one or two types of people, and that was the kind of drunk who had nothing to do.

"Uh... watching the European Cup all night, but the TV was smashed by my wife... a man?"

Joshua gave an example that Fritter couldn't understand at all.

Fleet wanted to say something, but it didn't take long for Joshua's prophecy to come true.

Six guests walked into the tavern, no matter how they were dressed, they didn't look like the residents of Squirrel Street, and two of them were out of breath, and they seemed to be running all the way.

"Is there no room in this tavern?" one of the guests gasped.

"Just sit on the floor." Another person suggested.

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

"Several honored guests, if you don't mind, why don't you squeeze in for a while?" the tavern owner said tentatively.

The six guests looked at each other, but in desperation they could only squeeze into two benches and sit down.

This scene was seen by Fleet. These people came to the tavern not to drink at all, but to wait for something.

"Could it be that the magical machine named 'TV' is also installed here?"

Fleet suddenly remembered the magical machine that his spies had mentioned to him. Some time ago, he was busy resolving the patent dispute with the Frost Country Chamber of Commerce, so he has not paid attention to this aspect.

"That's right." Joshua said.

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

Fleet took a look around the entire tavern. When he heard the intelligence from the spies, he didn't quite believe it, but this time he completely believed what he saw.

This remote and dilapidated tavern on Squirrel Street attracted so many people, and many people rushed here.

Fleet was about to ask Joshua what the magical machine called 'TV' was, when another voice from the tavern interrupted his dialogue.

Following the sound, he looked towards the pure white wall on the other side of the tavern, and a picture of a man sitting at a long table suddenly appeared on the wall.

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

Only this time the role he played was not Leon the Demon Slayer, but an announcer, and he began to greet the entire Nolan residents with his deep voice.

"Welcome to the daytime news. I'm Pluke. Just yesterday at around 7:00 am, there was another explosion in the Nolan Alchemy Market..."

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

He also likes to listen to The Voice of Nolan, of course he knows about the program Daytime News.

If Nolan's voice only spread sound at the beginning... This magical machine called 'TV' is to present the picture to the public.

Fleet saw the bass master for the first time, and at the same time, a photo and a video of Nolan's alchemy market appeared on the screen.

"Those damned foxes!"

Fleet recognized the location shown in the photos and videos, not far from the alchemy shop he owned.

The Chamber of Commerce of the Frost Country used some cunning means to replace his products, and replaced them with a bunch of inferior products, which caused the products to explode.

At the time, Fritter also lost a large sum of money to the victimized client.

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

This made Fleet slightly relieved. If Nolan's voice named the shop where the alchemy item came from, it would have a serious impact on his business.

Thinking of this, Fleet was suddenly startled. He looked at the demon beside him, and vaguely guessed what the demon had prepared as a bargaining chip.