Chapter 244
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The next day, in the Hearthstone Tavern's Hall of Silence.
"This is the information the Black Pigeons gathered yesterday … It's just some small things happening among the civilians of Noland."
The Dark Elf handed a four-page record book to Josiah.
Ever since the Dark Elf organized the Black Pigeons, the information she could gather had become a lot more complicated.
Although the quantity increased, the quality did not improve.
None of the information the Black Pigeons gathered yesterday was of interest to the Dark Elves. They were all 'unsellable goods'.
"Don't always think about making a big news. For the people of Noland, what's happening around them is the most important."
Josiah skimmed through some of the records. Most of them were about an explosion in an alchemy workshop or news about the fluctuations in the alchemy market.
"Shouldn't we take the initiative to find some news? For example … those hypocritical believers. "
The Dark Elf had only been a reporter for a few days, but she already understood the true meaning of being a reporter.
In this period of time, apart from organizing the internal members of the Black Pigeons, she spent most of her time near the small church in Noland.
However, ever since the Noland's enforcers forcefully tore down the basement of the church, the church became desolate. The clergy inside rarely went out, and the Dark Elves could not gather any 'news that could attack the authority of the Kingdom of Saint'.
"For the Kingdom of Saint's missionaries, Noland is probably a barbarian country overflowing with faith."
Josiah returned the record book to the Dark Elf.
"That small church in Noland won't be able to gather any information."
"Then …"
"I know you want the Kingdom of Saint to lose its authority, or to destroy the believers' faith in their god."
Of course, Josiah did not forget the original intention of establishing the Voice of Noland, as well as the Dark Elf's goal.
"But this kind of thing needs to be done slowly. When our program changes from 'The Voice of Noland' to 'The Voice of the World', our goal will be achieved. But now, we need to lower the favorability of the people of Noland towards the Kingdom of Saint," Josiah said.
"How?"
The Dark Elves did not have anything to do with the Church, let alone slander them.
"Could it be … what happened to those Blackwood Elves?" The Dark Elves remembered Josiah's post on the forum. With that post, the people of Noland once again learned about the true 'Court of Heresy'. The first time was through the narrative of the book called 'Diary of a Heresy Judge'.
"You guessed right." Josiah opened the door to the Hall of Silence. The swindler, Pluch, had already been waiting inside for a long time. "Pluch, today's task isn't just to report the news. There is also an interview."
"Collect … visit?" Pluck flipped through the script on the table. There was indeed a mention of an interview.
"You can think of it as the dialogue in a movie. You just need to follow the script and ask the person you're interviewing." Josiah gave the simplest example.
"The interviewee is a Blackwood Elf …?"
Pluch flipped to the last page of the script. The title at the top was' Blackwood Forest Survivor '.
"The Blackwood Elves probably aren't very good at facing the 'camera', so I've invited a more experienced interviewee. She should be here soon. Wait a bit."
Josiah glanced at the clock outside the Hall of Silence. There was still a full hour before the broadcast of the daytime news. Josiah's assistant, Hiri, just happened to walk up the stairs at this time and arrived at the Hall of Silence.
"They're here." Hiri said.
Carolee and the two Blackwood Elves followed Hiri into the Hall of Silence.
"I thought you would dress up for a long time for this interview." Josiah looked at Carolee. Today, the Flower of Falosi was dressed very simply, just like the two Blackwood Elves behind her.
Only when she reached the top of the stairs did she take off the hood on her head.
"I heard from Mr. Josiah that the Voice of Noland's audience can only hear my voice, so I didn't dress up too much."
Caroline scanned the surroundings of the Hall of Silence. The layout here was very simple. Apart from the glass rooms inside, the layout here was no different from the Hearthstone Tavern below.
"Soon, the Voice of Noland's audience will be able to see you standing on the stage."
'Broadcasting' was only the first step for Josiah. Building the world's first television station in Noland was Josiah's goal.
However, it was still too slow for Taylin's World Tree to transmit the video, so Josiah could only quietly wait for the World Tree to grow. The other World Tree in Carolee's body gave Josiah hope.
"Greetings, Son of Chaos, Josiah."
Elder Sepphane also took off his hood and bowed to Josiah.
"Uh … Just call me by my name. This prefix sounds a little weird."
It seemed that this Blackwood Elf had already seen through Josiah's identity as a demon. On the other hand, the Elven Priestess beside him showed a surprised expression when she heard how Elder Sepphane addressed Josiah.
"I understand. May I ask if this is the place where the Frost Elf recited the Elven Poem last night?"
Elder Sepphane also looked around. His gaze stopped on the Dark Elf Qianmian beside Josiah. Although he was curious, he did not ask Josiah about this Dark Elf's background out of politeness.
"That's right. Through that sprout of the World Tree, most of the residents of the Norland Continent will be able to hear your voice from all over the Norland Continent. Furthermore … this is also an opportunity for your World Tree to obtain more 'nutrients'.
Josiah pointed at the sprout in the Soundless Hall. Taylin's bedroom was right above the Soundless Hall. The roots of the World Tree had already extended into the Soundless Hall.
At this moment, Elder Cephas looked at Priest Olanca, who was standing beside him.
The memory of the Blackwood Forest being burned was a painful and humiliating memory for any Blackwood Elf.
This interview was undoubtedly for them to personally announce all of this to the world.
The Elven Priestess had been silent since the beginning. She looked at the sprout of the World Tree that extended into the Soundless Hall and finally took off her hood.
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