Clovis, inner city, Franz Residence.

At five-thirty, when the sky was still foggy and the whole mansion was still asleep, the day of the little maid Angelica had already begun.

As an excellent personal maid, it is the most basic professional quality to be fully prepared before the cute and elegant little master wakes up, and to face the world that is perfect because of her with the most perfect attitude.

Choose appropriate clothing and matching makeup and hairstyle, arrange the entire itinerary from morning to night, confirm the identity of the attendees and the content of the conversation...

Of course, you should also take the opportunity to secretly buy a copy of your favorite "Clovis Truth".

Usually this state lasts until eight o'clock, and distinguished guests who have made an appointment in advance will visit after ten o'clock; usually these guests want to visit Archbishop Luther or Master Ludwig.

Usually the daily activities of the lovely little master are not to visit the salons of ladies, to participate in interesting clubs, or to talk to upper-class nobles or wealthy businessmen in beautifully decorated restaurants, discussing topics such as finance.

generally……

With a "squeak~" sound, the expressionless little maid opened the door to the side hall, and the "guests" sitting scattered in every corner of the room came into view.

Some of them were slumped on the sofa, some were sitting on the carpet against the wall, some were standing against the fireplace, some were fidgeting with fear on their faces, some were pretending to be calm, but in fact they only dared to sit on the front half of the chair.

side……

Disheveled clothes and staring bloodshot eyes are the only things these guests have in common... The entire side hall exudes the faint stench of their sweat, plus the smell of inferior coffee and sandwiches.

The little maid with a slight frown glanced briefly, then quickly closed the door, planning to inform the deputy housekeeper in the mansion before going to the kitchen to prepare perfume for these "distinguished guests" and then carefully clean the room from top to bottom.

once.

At eight o'clock sharp, with a steaming cup of coffee and freshly baked mango mousse, a smiling Angelica knocked on the door of the cute little master's room.

He opened the curtains and served the little master, who was still in a daze, to dress up, take off his pajamas, and put on the formal clothes that had been prepared long ago.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, holding hot coffee, Sophia Franz looked at her increasingly "perfect" self in the mirror, and gently licked the corners of her lips that were stained with cake:

"They are all here?"

"They're all here." She sighed helplessly to herself. The little maid was busy putting on makeup for her master and said:

"I heard that it was your request. All the private newspapers in the inner city of Clovis, several particularly famous writers, and... that gentleman are already waiting in the side hall and can be summoned at any time."

"Well, very good."

Snorting in satisfaction, Sophia opened her eyes slightly and noticed Angelica's little movement: "Are you not happy?"

"No!" The little maid shook her head repeatedly, but her expression still betrayed her:

"It's just... wouldn't it be good to let a group of ordinary reporters and newspaper owners come to your door? If Master Luther knew..."

"So what if you know?" Sophia said nonchalantly:

"This is also to ensure that the Franz family's investment in the storm - I mean, the southern legion will not be wasted, so that their victory can be truly known."

"What's more, although they look a little shabby, they control direct news channels for at least 300,000 Clovis people, which is much better than some pretentious big newspapers!"

As soon as she talked about this, Sophia couldn't help but gnashed her teeth in hatred.

Even though he had become famous through "Eagle Point City War" and held many charity sales in Clovis City to spread the word about the Storm Division's achievements in the vast land, the two newspapers "Kingdom Loyalty News" and "Morning News"

A truly influential newspaper still dismisses the eldest daughter of the Franz family.

Not only did they completely ignore her request for cooperation, they even suppressed those small newspapers to suppress her "reliable information" on the Storm Division and the Hantu War, and discredited the authenticity of these reports.

It's so abominable!

All the information I got was first-hand, all handwritten records of on-site participants... At most there was a little bit of post-production polishing, so how could there be any authenticity issues?!

In order to suppress their righteous actions, they even approached the police on Whitehall Street and wanted to shut down those public-spirited newspapers and welfare homes that held charity sales!

Thanks to the previous riots in Clovis, Ludwig Franz, who finally came to put an end to the riots, resigned from the post of Commander-in-Chief of Whitehall, allowing the betrayed Privy Council to appoint many members of the Franz family.

It was only because they stepped forward to uphold justice that the innocent newspapers and welfare homes escaped harm... although they still scared away many of their potential collaborators.

For Sophia Franz now, Storm Division is already her most important "good asset"; any force that tries to hinder the rapid appreciation of this asset is an enemy that she must defeat.

In the past, she might have had some evil thoughts, or simply spent money to buy these two newspapers directly.

Although it is a major national newspaper, their stocks don't seem to be very expensive. At most, they only cost me a year's pocket money.

But as the mouthpieces of some people, the "Kingdom Loyal" representing the Army and the "Morning News" representing the Clovis Church not only have the newspapers themselves, but also the forces and interest groups behind them. It is difficult to defeat them with money.

What's more important is that after these few months of operation, Sophia has gradually discovered some of the "wealth codes" of the media industry, or ways to defeat the opponent without direct confrontation.

That is real first-hand "news"... coupled with the efficiency of news dissemination.

As long as they can get first-hand news and disseminate it as quickly as possible, these seemingly behemoth newspapers will soon be self-defeating.

Angrily, Sophia put down her coffee cup and waved her clenched pink fist at herself in the mirror.

Angelica, who was still dressing her up, couldn't help but sigh secretly.

It seems that ever since Mr. Anson Bach appeared, the elegant, bold, quiet, cute, vindictive and a little selfish little master in the past has gone forever.

The most important thing is that she doesn't seem to be aware of this at all, and she even enjoys it very much.

Although Miss Sophia works hard and is very cute, and her every move is full of energy, Angelica always feels that something is not quite right.

So what is the problem? The little maid fell into deep thought.

"Well...that's it." Looking at her perfect self in the mirror, Sophia stood up happily and looked sideways at Angelica:

"What time is it now?"

"Not early, not late, nine o'clock sharp."

"Very good, then please invite my distinguished guests to the study at the back of the side hall. I believe they are all waiting impatiently... Franz's family rules do not have the habit of neglecting distinguished guests."

After saying that, the extremely confident Sophia Franz raised her head and walked away under the helpless gaze of the little maid.

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Pushing open the door, the originally spacious study was so crowded that there was almost no room to stay; a group of newspaper reporters and writers wearing shabby second-hand formal clothes were holding shorthand notebooks and huddled on armchairs that were not much wider than a bucket.

It reminds me of a can full of pickles.

Almost as soon as the door was pushed open, a few sharp-eyed guys immediately stood up, knocking down a few unlucky guys behind them, causing a smoke-filled roar to be heard in the study.

"Gentlemen, you're welcome. Please take a seat."

Feeling the smell of perfume and sweat mixed in the air, Sophia frowned lightly and kept smiling while waving to the little maid:

"Angelica, go prepare some coffee for everyone. I want... something with a stronger taste."

The little maid who understood the situation immediately curtsied, turned and left as quickly as possible; the study, which had been briefly commotion for a while, returned to silence as Sophia sat down.

"Well, before we officially start, first of all, I would like to thank you all for your hard work and being a guest at Franz's house at this time; your professionalism and courage to spread the truth are really touching."

Sophia's cheek twitched slightly as she slowly sat down, but it was only a moment:

"I believe that everyone already knew something about Hantu before coming here, and found out some shocking rumors from their respective news channels, right?"

Looking around at everyone, Sophia paused deliberately.

As expected, the reporters present nodded one after another, and their expressions were either solemn or excited.

That's for sure, because these "news" were released by me... Sophia said proudly in her heart.

"If that's the case, then I won't go around in circles." Sophia said calmly:

"That's right, the current situation in Hantu is just like the rumors - the victory of Huangshi Castle was just a bait deliberately left by the imperial people, and the Hantu Army has been completely wiped out!"

Before she finished speaking, the little maid who had just walked in trembled all over and almost threw the tray full of coffee in her hand.

"completely annihilated?!"

In the midst of shock, a little man sitting in the front row couldn't help but asked: "What do you mean..."

"That's right, I'm afraid the Imperial Expeditionary Force has achieved a decisive victory in Hantu." Sophia pursed her lips slightly with a heavy expression:

"At this point, it is inevitable that Hantu will completely surrender to the empire; even if Clovis immediately dispatches legions for support, it will be absolutely too late."

"The wood...is a done deal. We can't do anything."

The reporters looked at each other with shock and disbelief written on each other's faces.

"The Storm Division, which had achieved great victory in Eagle Point City and won consecutive battles in Hantu, they..."

"That's exactly what I'm going to say next." Sophia immediately turned her gaze to the reporter who spoke, suppressing her inner happiness under her heavy expression.

Well, it's like the joy of having guessed the "pun riddle".

"Because the Hantu people were too selfish, they were never willing to let the Stormtroopers participate in this decisive battle, which led to their final defeat."

"So when the Hantu Army was completely wiped out, the Storm Division was still on its way to the battlefield; there were only two choices left for them, either to retreat or to fight."

"A mere 5,000 soldiers will fight against 30,000 Imperial Expeditionary Forces."

Sophia's words were extremely heavy, even vaguely sentimental.

Angelica trembled again.

"Then what will happen next?" The reporter who asked the question swallowed his saliva.

"I don't know." Sophia closed her eyes:

"Even if it's the Stormtrooper that I fully funded, even if it's Anson Bach... I don't know what else he can do now to turn the tide."
To be continued...