Pride picked up the sample issue. It did not have a cover, and the paper inside was also pulp paper. When it came to the real issue, the cover would be made of magic parchment, which would not rot for ten thousand years. The cover would also be engraved with magic runes so that the original copy would never rot.
Pride flipped through the pages and started reading carefully. Although he had participated in the whole process of compiling the anecdotes and stories, he still needed to conduct a final review of the final compilation.
After a while, Pride put down the sample issue.
"What do you think? I think it's good, "Jolene said.
Pride nodded. "It's good. Especially these two articles. The author knows the readers' psychology very well."
Jolene looked at the table of contents Pride was referring to. The Big Boss from a Thousand Years Ago Returns to the Southern Region. The Wizarding World Might Be Reshuffled! "Shock! The Mysterious Alchemist Was Made into a Magic Puppet. The Reason Was … "
Jolene covered her mouth and laughed. "The author of these two articles is the same person. He's called 'Your Grandpa Stone'. That's an interesting pen name. "
Pride also laughed. "These are the only two articles that can be exclusive to this month's issue. I've asked Master Vonsman about the first one, and he was also shocked. I didn't expect Isabelle, the Twilight King, to have such a powerful background! Sir Vonseman thinks highly of it. He estimates that this exclusive manuscript alone will be able to take the top spot. "
"As for the other one …" Pride looked at the second article. "I thought this one would be better, but I asked Master Vonsman about it. He shook his head after reading it. He said that this article has a good gimmick, but it's very fake. How can an apprentice know about Mysteries? "
"However, Master Vonsman said that it's not completely worthless. After all, everyone knows about Master Bogula's hobbies. People will probably read it."
"Then, should we edit it and delete the part about the mysterious alchemist and only keep the latter part?" Jolene suggested.
Pride thought for a while and shook his head. "Forget it. Let's respect the author. Your Grandpa Stone's choice of words is very thoughtful and fascinating. Also, the suspense is very deep. If we remove half of it, it'll be much less interesting. "
Pride also noticed that "Your Grandpa Stone" also mentioned that this blonde young man had a very strong background. Perhaps Bogula would have a hard time.
Even Vonsman did not believe it, but who knew if it was true? If this was true, then his ascension to the top would be the beginning of the Heavenly Net.
Jolin nodded and replied, "I got it. Do you have any other questions about that?"
Pride thought for a while and then pointed at the second draft of "Your Grandpa Stone". "I remember that Meat Bro contacted the guards in the teleportation hall and took a video of Bogula's return. The boy mentioned in the article should be there, right?"
"I'll go look for it. If I remember correctly, Brother Meat even went out of his way to find an artist to draw it out. Finkle, the typesetter, was still hesitating whether to use it or not." Jolin left for a while, and when she returned, she was holding a portrait in her hand.
.... "...... Jolene reluctantly handed the portrait to Pride. "She's really good-looking. Both her temperament and appearance are top-notch."
Pride felt a little jealous when he saw Jolene's expression. When he took a closer look, he had to admit that the young man's face was very beautiful. As always, it was Bogula's favorite.
Thin, golden hair, and eyes as green as the sky.
Pride said, "No wonder Lord Bogula chose him."
Jolene sighed. "What a handsome face." Pausing for a moment, Jolene came back to herself from the whirlpool of attractiveness and resumed her professional attitude. "Pride, do you want to add this image?"
Pride nodded. "Yes, of course!"
After fixing the flaw in the article, they moved on to something else. "I think we can ask Mister Vonsman to let 'Your Grandpa Stone' create a column …"
…
Time went by. The Star of Enlightenment had risen high.
A metal tower made entirely of mechanical axles stood in the reflection of Floating Mech City. The tower had been closed for a day and a night. The apprentices outside were talking about something important. People said that all the major wizard organizations in the southern wizarding region had gathered here to discuss something important.
"I heard they found the coordinates of a new plane. All the wizards are here to discuss how to explore it!" someone said.
"Wait, Floating Mech City never participates in planar expeditions, right? Even if the wizards want to discuss it, they should go to the Moonfrost Union. Isn't that what they like the most? "The speaker sounded disdainful. Clearly, he didn't like the Moonfrost Union's forceful planar expeditions.
"You're all wrong. It's a plane fusion! Devil's Water is showing signs of plane fusion. The wizards must be looking for a new plane so that they can get more resources. " The one who spoke was a bookworm wearing glasses. He was holding a magazine that he had just bought. When he was reading it, he found this "old" news. He filled in the gaps in his brain and embellished it a little before shouting it out.
"Adam the Bookworm, is this the new monthly gossip magazine? Let me have a look! "A rude looking young man approached the bookworm and tried to take the magazine away.
Of course, Adam didn't want to. He kept struggling. Suddenly, the door of the tower was opened.
"Hey, old friend. I didn't expect to see you here." A strange old man with long white eyebrows and a curly beard came to them. He was wearing a blue-black wizard hat with embroidery of orchid flowers embroidered on it. Beside him stood a black-clothed man who exuded a cold aura. His facial features were sharp and handsome, and he was dressed like an old aristocrat. He wore a black-gold cloak, white silk gloves, and held an exquisite black staff in his hand.
All the wizards who passed by quickly moved away as if they were facing a great enemy.
If Angor was here, he would recognize this old man as his teacher, Sunders.
"Something happened in the purification garden. As your teacher, I have to come and take a look," Sunders spoke in a plain tone.
"I see. I heard you took in a new student." The old man nodded. "My naughty student arrived at Floating Mech City a few days ago. Why don't you bring your new student to my place?"
Sunders glanced at the old man. His name was Kanter, and his nickname was "Eventide".
He was the current leader of Lilith's Clan and had been a truth-finder for more than 600 years. He was even older than Sunders. As for strength, both of them were still one step away from becoming level-3 wizards.
Lilith's Clan was only a small organization, and they had very few members. However, no wizard organization dared to underestimate them. Almost every generation of Lilith's family had someone who had stepped into the realm of truth. Thousands of years ago, Lilith's family even had a few legendary wizards at the same time, which could be considered the peak of their time.
Eventide Kanter was a well-known figure in the modern wizarding world. He was also one of Sunders' best friends in the wizarding world.
Sunders understood Kanter's intention. Kanter wanted them to gather so that the younger generation could get to know each other better. It was a mutually beneficial thing.
"No need. I don't know if my student has arrived at Floating Mech City yet. We can talk about it when he's here, "Sunders said in a plain tone.
Kanter nodded with a smile. "You're right. None of your students are obedient." He recalled Flora's situation. He brought his student to Brute Cavern as a guest and stayed at Phantom Island for about ten years. And he only saw Flora once.
Sumesh, Sunders' first student, was also there. Fifty years ago, Sumesh said that he was going to find a breakthrough in the path of truth.
Sunders shook his head. "It's not the same. This student of mine rarely goes out on his own. He doesn't even do any missions. He stays in his room every day. He was forced to go out this time. "
"Oh? So you got yourself a student who doesn't need to worry about you, "Kanter joked. Sunders shook his head again.
Sunders shook his head again with a bitter smile. "He's also a troublemaker."
What happened at Twilight Auction alone almost caused the destruction of the southern wizardry region by the Abyss Great Demon God. How could that be considered as a peace of mind? Kanter was so scared that he couldn't even sit still. He planned to watch Angor's performance in the VIP room, but he was forced to clean up the mess for the brat. In the end, Kanter spent countless materials to cut down the Nightmare Domain and fused it into Angor's body.
Sunders sighed in his mind. Angor didn't even pay him back for the materials he used.
Kanter's interest was piqued when he saw Sunders' serious expression. "Now that you mention it, I want to see what kind of person he is."
Sunders didn't answer. He wasn't sure if Angor would come to Floating Mech City.
But since the Prophet said that Angor was still alive, Sunders believed that Angor would come unless something unexpected happened.
They left the tower together. Floating Mech City already knew why they were invited here. Something did happen in the purification garden, but it was a beautiful accident for all wizards.
However, the apprentices who entered the purification garden might not think the same way.
"What do you think about the garden?" Sunders asked.
"Floating Mech City has already decided ten spots. It's going to be another bloody fight for the remaining spots," Kanter sighed.
"Is that so? I don't think so. Decided spots? I don't think you'll be able to decide who you want to join the garden. "Sunders revealed a bloodthirsty smile.
They talked about the purification garden as they walked out of the room.
Curious apprentices gathered outside and chattered noisily. When they saw Sunders coming out, they all went silent.
Sunders frowned. "Floating Mech City is too lenient with their apprentices."
"They're a bunch of wizards who love alchemy. They don't care about their apprentices at all." Kanter didn't mind and flew away.
Sunders was about to leave when he saw a golden human head in the corner of his eye.
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