There are many interesting things recorded in newspapers. The key is that these interesting things are also mixed with slightly boring policies and propaganda. Layton feels that no one will be able to read them.

There were many people reading newspapers on the street. He had also seen the newspaper reading room that the little kid mentioned. It was overcrowded and as popular as the Succubus Cafe.

Obviously newspapers have become a fashion in Winter City and are closely connected with the lives of people around them.

Layton wonders if a newspaper can be published in Saint Lotia's empire?

Eventually he overturned this idea.

Although the newspaper is great, and the production level of the Magic Holy Land can fully keep up with it. They can even make the images in the newspaper move, but the arrogant mage masters do not need civilians to understand everything around them. They only need to be the lowest and most mediocre.

Just do their job, magic and fighting spirit, it's best for them not to touch them forever.

Thinking about it this way, Layton actually felt a little envious of the simple folk customs of the Winter Empire.

Finally he stopped in front of a luxurious tavern in the inner city.

The familiar magic power fluctuations told him that the chief mage of the Violet family and the top graduate of the Ota Magic Academy was in this tavern!

Pushing open the door of the tavern, the sound of music and the noise of tourists talking came out. The malty aroma of beer filled the tip of Layton's nose. The heat and warm light enveloped him like two gentle hands dragging him into the tavern.

, and the enchanting girl with big boobs is the last straw that breaks the camel's back. Who would refuse to enter this warm and humid tavern? Even the air is filled with the breath of happiness.

Layton's eyes instantly locked onto the target he was looking for.

A young mage with a succubus in his arms, a pale face with severe dark circles under the eyes, an unshaven beard, and an unkempt appearance.

Is that Orobak?

Leighton's hands were trembling a little and he couldn't believe it.

He had seen Orloback, who was a handsome and personable young man. His moon-white robe was always meticulous, with almost no stains or wrinkles visible. He never spoke loudly to his friends, and he was simply synonymous with politeness.

Even when facing enemies, he just builds spell models coldly and calmly.

He should be an elegant standard template for mage in the Southern Continent, the fantasy object of many girls in Ota Academy who stay awake for countless nights, a genius mage who is envied by the mage students and has high hopes from the instructors!

But now...

He was actually gambling with a slovenly, ragged mercenary!?

"What a fool! You actually got this damn weather card, the severe winter in Werner, and damn it! You're still hiding it?! I'm going to kick your ass hard, you old cunt!"

The mixture of Orobak's curses and the noise in the tavern did not seem so abrupt, because the same was basically the case at the nearby tables.

Everyone here has a deck of Gwent cards, and you can play anywhere you want all day long.

The warm pub is the best choice for cold winter nights.

Order a glass of ale and a plate of peanuts, and ordinary people can listen to stories here for an entire night.

And Orloback, this young mage holding a succubus in his arms and playing Gwent, has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of his life!

"Hey, this gentleman is willing to admit defeat~"

The mercenary bared his big yellow teeth and happily took the ten gold coins on the table into his arms. His greedy eyes cautiously glanced at the succubus.

It's a pity that this mage is not only powerful, but also a master at playing cards. He is lucky to win some gold coins. If he wants the opponent to take out the succubus as a bet, it will probably escalate to a death fight. If he loses, his life will be lost.

Mercenaries don't take risks.

When he was young, he made too many mistakes for lust. Now that he is old, he has become much calmer.

"Your skills are very good. At least you brought me a lot of pleasure tonight! Do you want to play again?" Orobaka grabbed a handful of the succubus's white rabbit, causing the succubus in his arms to be angry.

, but his eyes were fixed on the mercenary's face.

He has no shortage of gold coins!

Mainly because I want to get back the dignity of the card king!

"No sir, I still have a mission tonight. I have to go to the wilderness outside Winter City to kill a group of wind wolves. If you go late, you will be scolded by the group leader."

The mercenary didn't want to continue gambling, so he gave up when he saw a good outcome, and just found any reason to leave.

"Okay, then I wish you sleep in the wolf's den tonight~"

Orobak smiled "hehe" and made a bad joke.

"Thank you for your blessing!"

The mercenary put on his fur hat and pushed open the door of the tavern, then disappeared into the dim dusk.

"Oh, I'm going to be bored again."

The departure of the mercenaries made Oroback feel regretful. In this afternoon of fighting, he finally encountered an opponent.

As a result, the other party had to go on a mission at night.

He really wanted to say that he would help kill the wolf, as long as the other party played cards with him.

"How about I play a game with you?"

A slightly cold voice sounded in front of Olabak.

Orobak raised his eyebrows, wanting to see who was so arrogant in front of his Winter Inner City Card King, but when he raised his head, he was stunned.

"What the hell... Layton!? No... no, Your Highness, you are so damn... Bah, why are you here? I'm not dreaming!"

"Obviously you are not dreaming. According to Article 38 of the Royal Law of the Saint Lodia Empire, insulting members of the royal family will be punished by death. Unfortunately, this is the Winter Empire. Otherwise, I will treat you to a six-ring dragon flame blast!"

Layton sat opposite Orobak with a cold expression.

Before sitting down, he blew the chair with a magic whirlwind. The mercenary had just sat here, and he was afraid that there would be some strange smell on his body.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, Your Highness, I just made a slip of the tongue..." Oroback smiled sarcastically, his eyes evasive.

He was quite panicked now.

This feeling is like being in a prostitute, and suddenly meeting the direct tutor of the college, and the tutor also fell in love with the same girl.

All in all, it was very embarrassing, and I couldn't bear to put a Pyroblast fireball into my mouth.

"Look at what you look like now! Do you still have the dignity and pride of being a mage? Your beard, your sloppy, colorful clothes, and... what's even more outrageous is that you have a succubus!

Damn it, are all the soldiers in Winter City blind?!"

The more Leiton talked, the angrier he became, and the surrounding thunder elements became more active. The hair of the guests at the nearby table floated strangely.

"Your Highness, Naina and I truly love each other, and she is different from other succubi. She has signed a contract with King Winter, swearing that she will never murder my life, and she will be loyal to me in this life!

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Chapter completed!