With one more person on the couch, the cushion suddenly bent a lot and made a soft creaking sound.
"It seems that I have to remind the innkeeper to strengthen this thing," Victor thought. Although the big bed was placed in the corner of the room, sometimes not everything could be done on the bed. Changing places often brought unexpected beauty. Compared to the two kings' cities, the tavern here was still lacking in heritage.
After a while, Tinkle had cleaned up the drinks and spread the newspaper in front of him.
"This is..." Victor could not help but raise his eyebrows. He saw that the paper was neatly covered with small words, just like the ancient books in his house!
Since he was young, he had thought that his vision was extraordinary. Not only had he seen most of the strange things in the world, but he had even played with them himself. Usually, when a product was placed in front of him, he could roughly estimate its value. However, this thing made Victor hesitate.
Such neat and detailed handwriting was unlikely to have been written by hand. In other words, it was highly likely that it had been imprinted. Considering the cost of the latter, the creator would usually only use it on important and rarely modified files and classics, such as the Kingdom's Code of Law.
This was where the problem lay. In order to achieve the best effect, these kinds of books would use the best materials possible. Unshaven lamb skin was only a basic requirement. Many of the covers were inlaid with gold and jewels. This was to highlight the extraordinariness of the book and ensure its durability.
But what was this newspaper? The paper was obviously ordinary gray papyrus. It was of different thickness and melted when it touched water. It had no cover, and the corners were not protected. Even if it was read normally, it could not be read more than a few times. To him, this was like stuffing a luminous pearl into an iron ingot.
Victor could not help but think of what the maid had said before. The king intended to use this thing to replace the announcement. Did that mean that it would print new content in the future?
After asking the question in his heart, he got an affirmative answer from the maid.
"Yes, the announcement said that the newspaper would be published every other week, and the number would only increase. It was guaranteed that most people would be able to read it."
And one copy only cost ten bronze royals.
He began to doubt how much wealth His Majesty had plundered from Hermes. How could His Majesty want to continue doing this for a long time when he would lose money every time he made a fortune?
The gemstone merchants who had previously thought that there might be a business opportunity here had now completely dispelled the idea.
"Who cares," Victor muttered to himself. "I'm not spending my money anyway. What does it have to do with me whether the other party wins or loses?" It was better to concentrate on reading the newspaper.
With this in mind, he shifted his gaze to the first page.
At the top of the page was a bold headline: "Graycastle Weekly."
The following pages were about the king's ascension to the throne and the alliance between the Kingdom of Dawn and Graycastle to fight against the demons.
He had already heard about these things, but he only knew that there were such things.
After just two lines, Victor was completely immersed in it.
The content made him feel like he was holding his breath.
It was the first time he had seen such a detailed description of these two major events from the perspective of the higher-ups. Different from the rumors circulating on the streets, the records in the newspaper not only contained the precise time and place, cause, process, and result, but also elaborated on the reasons for their occurrence. Especially the part about the alliance between the Kingdom of Dawn and the Kingdom of Dawn — the betrayal of the Moya royal family, the rebellion of the nobles, and the letter for help that was sent from thousands of miles away. All of these eventually formed the reason for Graycastle to send troops. After that, the three big families changed sides, and the new King of Dawn was willing to rebuild the kingdom with Roland Wimbledon as the leader.
Although he knew that these descriptions were not necessarily true, he found himself unconsciously wanting to believe them — for no other reason than that the content was so complete and seamless that it was hard not to believe it.
In fact, the fact that the other party dared to put these things in front of him was already convincing enough.
For a moment, Victor ignored the existence of Tinkle and could not wait to turn to the next page.
The content of the second page was actually related to the demons — the author had written a complete record of the First Army's expedition to the Northwest Wasteland before the beginning of winter and their attack on the demons, using days as units.
This was the first time he had heard of this news.
When he came back to Neverwinter last time, he only knew that there were Devilbeasts attacking the border, but he did not expect that the king would retaliate for this. Not only did the king go deep into the rumored dangerous forbidden land, but he also dealt a heavy blow to the demons, so that they did not dare to easily appear in the Western Region anymore — if the record was true, this could almost be described as "legendary"!
"How could such a thing happen?" This was the thought that came to Victor's mind the most.
Whether it was the long-distance raid in the past half a month or the life-and-death battle ten kilometers away, both were thrilling.
When he saw the army forming a defensive position to resist the waves of enemies from the sky, he even felt a chill run down his spine.
Since he had been exposed to "black money" since he was a child, he knew better than most people that this world was not as simple as people thought. In the dark, there were many hidden forces that did not know their place. Therefore, when the news of the demons' appearance reached the Kingdom of Dawn, he was not too surprised — the leaders of the Chamber of Commerce were probably the same.
But that was all.
The nobles and merchants of the Kingdom of Dawn still focused on their own interests and did not care about the Battle of Divine Will, which was only on paper.
Victor never expected that Graycastle would have a head-on conflict with them and even win. This gave him an inexplicable feeling.
He could not tell what it was, but it made him feel at ease and happy.
This matter should not have had anything to do with him.
After thinking about it, he guessed that the word "human", which appeared many times in the newspaper, had influenced him.
For a moment, Victor felt that he was on the same side as the First Army of Graycastle. In the face of the terrifying and powerful alien race, the barrier between the family and the bloodline seemed to have faded a lot.
He took a deep breath, licked his slightly dry lips, and turned to the third page.
The content of this piece of paper was much more relaxed. It was all about the trivial things that happened in Neverwinter, and the titles were also quite novel. For example, "Shocking! Where did the late-night explosion in the city come from? The Detective Group will uncover the mystery! " , "Water pipes cracked, and the road became a skating rink!" , "The Bird Beak Mushroom Cooking Guide That Neverwinter People Must Know", and so on...
Victor continued to read. When he flipped to the back of the newspaper, he was suddenly stunned.
It was a black and white painting that took up half of the page. The scenery in it was so vivid that it was difficult to look away.
Two women were holding hands and standing quietly on the snowfield. Together with the fluttering snow, they were incomparably beautiful. Below the painting was a row of beautiful words.
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