The commotion caused by the rescue of 'Sister Skertan' in the wee hours of the morning had yet to subside.
Users claiming to be from the Noland Enforcement Team had already appeared on the spellcaster forum, asking "What happened last night?"
Unfortunately, the corpses of the Church's Inquisitors were cleanly disposed of by Josiah. Apart from some traces of magic damage, the Enforcement Team could only find some bloodstains.
Without the corpses, there was no evidence. Even if the church wanted to cause trouble for Noland because of the deaths of the three Inquisitors, it was impossible.
Furthermore, the fact that the Church's Inquisitor had barged into Nolan was a sensitive topic.
However, there was one thing Josiah could be sure of. The Weave had officially entered the vision of the higher-ups of Noland, but how they viewed it had nothing to do with Josiah.
In the eyes of Noland's spellcasters, the people who promoted the Weave were not Josiah, the 'unknown innkeeper', but the leader of the Owl Pen Club, the grey-clothed man, and the flower of Falosi, Miss Carolee.
The spellcaster forum was already on the right track. Josiah was currently considering whether to recruit a broadcaster for 'Voice of Noland'.
Currently, only Taylin was responsible for two programs in Noland's Voice. They were the story narration in the afternoon and the lullaby in the evening …
Although the Frost Elf was extremely passionate about her work, Josiah did not intend to let her stay in the Hall of Silence all day to collect nutrients for the World Tree.
"So what does your planned television station have to do with 'Voice of Noland'?"
Hiri laid on top of Josiah's desk and looked at Josiah. She and Josiah had spent the whole night outside last night. Even after returning to the hotel and sleeping until noon, she still felt a little sleepy.
"The current audience of 'Voice of Noland' will be the foundation of the television station's audience in the future … 'Voice of Noland' is just a transition."
Josiah picked up a candy made of milk and placed it in front of Hiri's mouth. After Hiri opened her mouth and swallowed it, she continued to doze on the desk.
Recently, this young Magician had become more and more relaxed. However, she was still very diligent in drawing the new expansion pack for Hearthstone, "Goblins vs Gnomes". Currently, the new expansion pack was already halfway completed. It was expected to be released in two weeks.
The Hearthstone Tavern was also handed over to Madam Marina. "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" was currently being screened in Noland, so Josiah was not in a hurry to plan for the next movie.
What Josh had to do now was to develop the Voice of Nolan's staff, and then set up a television station in Nolan.
After all, the spellcaster forum's control over public opinion was limited. As the most important channel for cultural dissemination, it definitely belonged to the television station.
When the people of Noland were used to watching news programs like 'Noland Headlines' every morning, Josiah had truly grasped the direction of public opinion in Noland in his hands.
This was also to let the World Tree grow as soon as possible. Otherwise, with the current 'capacity' of the World Tree, it would not be able to host a video website, let alone a live broadcast.
As for the staff that Josiah planned to use to develop the television station … of course, it was the members of 'Black Pigeon'.
An owl flew into Josiah's room from outside the window. It flapped its wings and landed beside Josiah, eating a few pieces of milk candy in Josiah's hand.
As for this owl's stealing behavior, Josiah had long been used to it … This owl was Josiah's exclusive messenger. Although Josiah did not raise it, it had always been hovering around Noland.
"Go to the hotel on Squirrel Street."
Josiah handed the envelope to the owl. These intelligent birds quickly understood Josiah's words. After grabbing the letter, they left Josiah's study.
The person that Josiah sent the invitation was the manager of the Black Pigeon Hotel, Pluck. After acting in 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold', he was not as famous as Carolee in Noland.
The swindler still maintained a low-profile identity, quietly running the Black Pigeon Hotel and raising the half-dragon and gray cat children.
Perhaps he was not famous as an actor, but his hotel was very famous for every fan of 'This Demon Is Not Too Cold'.
… …
Black Pigeon Hotel.
The swindler Pluck flipped through the hotel's most recent bill. A few weeks ago, this bill had always been empty, with only one or two check-in records occasionally.
But now, almost every place that could be written on this bill was filled.
"I'm afraid your reservation will have to wait for a month, sir."
Pluck squeezed out a smile and said to the somewhat fat merchant in front of him.
"No! I'm talking about buying this hotel … "
The merchant shouted, holding a whole bag of gold coins in his hand.
"The wooden sign at the door has already stated that this hotel is not for sale. Next, please."
This was the fourth time that Pluck had refused someone's request to spend a lot of money to buy this hotel …
This was Squirrel Street. It was the most disliked street in all of Norland, and it was also the most dangerous street in their eyes.
This was an old and narrow hotel in this street. If it was not a penniless traveler or a thief with bad intentions, it would be impossible to stay here.
But since the day before yesterday, a large number of people had come to visit the Black Pigeon Hotel.
They were all fans of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold", all for the sake of seeing with their own eyes the place where Matilda and Leon lived, as well as the place where Matilda's family lived.
This completely boosted the economy of the entire Squirrel Street, and many human figures began to emerge on the streets that were originally full of aliens …
Fortunately, Josiah had some foresight. Because Squirrel Street was not far from where the dwarves lived, Josiah reached an agreement with Frost Axe to let him send a few young dwarves over to watch over the place.
But the order of the entire hotel was still difficult to maintain, and the merchant in front of him who wanted to buy the entire hotel was one of those who destroyed the order.
"You will definitely be satisfied with the price I offer! You must agree … "
He did not give up, and he brought a few guards with him. One of them, who was sitting in the hall downstairs, came up, but the guards also took a step forward.
No matter who won or lost this conflict, it would cause damage to the hotel …
It was a good thing that the hotel's business was starting to improve, but no one wanted to see a conflict.
When Pluck was about to patiently persuade the merchant, he heard the sound of some viscous liquid flowing, which was very clear in the noisy hall.
"This hotel does not welcome you humans, so please take those ignorant fellows and get out."
The moment this voice sounded, the noise in the hall disappeared.
Pluck saw a masked figure walk out from the crowd, and the eyes of everyone else in the inn's main hall suddenly turned scarlet.
Magic that could … control the mind!
The humans who stayed in the hotel made a surprisingly uniform movement and collectively walked out of the hotel. The merchant also completely closed the door of the hotel and locked it.
The atmosphere in the entire hotel instantly dropped to the freezing point.
"We meet again, swindler."
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