<h4>Chapter 175</h4>


    The disturbance caused by Skotan Nun’s rescue operation still hasn’t settled yet.


    Self-proimed Nond’s Law Enforcers had appeared on the Mage Forum and were asking others what happenedst night.


    Unfortunately, the corpses of the Holy Church’s inquisitors have been settled by Joshua. Thus, apart from the signs of destruction caused by magic and some bloodstains, thew enforcements were unable to find anything else.


    Without corpses as proof, even if the Holy Church wanted to cause trouble for Nond for the three inquisitors’ death, they would not be able to do so.


    Besides, the Holy Church’s inquisitors rashly appearing in Nond was a sensitive topic in itself.


    But, from all of this, Joshua became certain about one thing — the magicwork had entered Nond’s upper echelon’s field of vision. That said, Joshua didn’t really care what Nond’s upper echelon thought of the magicwork.


    To the mages of Nond, Joshua, a tavern’s unknown boss, was not the person poprizing the magicwork. Instead, it was the Owl Penpal Society’s president Gray Mage Lursk and the Flower of Fari Gallolei.


    The Mage Forum had entered the right path. Right now, Joshua was pondering if he should recruit another broadcaster for the Voice of Nond.


    Right now, Tylene was the only person for the Voice of Nond. She was in charge of two programs, the afternoon storytelling and the nighttime lubies...


    Even though the frost elfdy was extremely passionate about her work, Joshua didn’t want her to stay in the Noiseless Room collecting nourishment for the World Tree all day long.


    “So, what is the rtion between the television station you’re nning to make and the Voice of Nond?”


    Ciri was lying on Joshua’s desk with her face headed to the side looking at Joshua. As the two of them were out all nightst night, she was still feeling sleepy even after returning to the tavern and sleeping till noon.


    “The current audience for the Voice of Nond will be the foundation for the future audience of the television station... The voice of Nond is only a transition.”


    Joshua picked up a candy made from milk and moved it toward Ciri’s mouth. Ciri opened her mouth and ate the candy. She was still lying on the desk drowsily.


    In recent days, this magedy was growing more and more rxed. But, she was still very hard working when ites to drawing the cards for the all-new Hearthstone expansion ‘Goblins vs Gnomes.’ Right now, they’ve finished half of the expansion already. Likely, they will be able to officially release it in two weeks time.


    The management for the Hearthstone Tavern has been handedpletely over to Mrs. Melina. ‘Léon: The Demon’ was currently screening with great fanfare in Nond. Joshua was not in a rush to make the next movie.


    Right now, what he wanted to do was to develop the broadcasters for the Voice of Nond and then establish the television station in Nond.


    In the end, the Mage Forum will only be able to have a limited power to manipte the public opinion. Television would most definitely be one of the most important channels to propagate culture.


    Once the citizens of Nond grew used to watching ‘Nond’s Headline News’ and other news programs like such, Joshua would be able to control Nond’s public opinion.


    Expanding the Voice of Nond was also so that the World Tree could grow faster. With the current ‘capacity’ the World Tree had, it would be impossible for it to sustain a video website, much less live video broadcasting.


    The staff for the television station Joshua had in mind were naturally those members of the ‘ck Dove.’


    An owl flew in from the window and into Joshua’s room. It pped its wind andnded beside Joshua. Just like that, it ate the several milk candies Joshua was holding in his hand.


    Joshua had already grown used to this owl’s sneaky behavior of eating his food. This owl could be said to be Joshua’s personal messenger. Even though Joshua had not raised it, it has been lingering around Nond the entire time.


    “Go to that hotel in Squirrel Street.”


    Joshua handed an envelope that he had prepared beforehand to the owl. This bird messenger soon understood Joshua’s request. It grabbed the letter and left Joshua’s study.


    Joshua had sent forth an invitation to Hotel ck Dove’s manager, Pluk. After his performance in ‘Léon: The Demon,’ he did not be renowned throughout Nond like Gallolei.


    He continued to keep a low profile, quietly operated his hotel and looked after the Half Dragon and Gray-cat Beastmen kids he fostered.


    But, while he might not have be a famous actor, his hotel became famous to the fans of ‘Léon: The Demon.’


    .........


    Hotel ck Dove.


    Deceiver Pluk flipped over the recent registry for his hotel. Several weeks ago, the registry waspletely empty. Only rarely would he have one or two check-ins.


    But now, the registry waspletely filled.


    “Sir, I’m afraid your booking will have to wait till next month.”


    Pluk forced a smile to face the somewhat fat looking merchant.


    “No! What I’m trying to say is that I want to purchase this hotel...”


    That merchant started shouting. He held an entire sack of gold coins in his hand.


    “The wooden sign outside has already made it clear that this hotel is not for sale. Next guest please.”


    This was Pluk’s fourth time refusing someone trying to purchase his hotel with gold...


    This ce was the Squirrel Street. It was the ghettos and the most dangerous street in the entire city of Nond.


    Only penniless travelers or thieves with ill intentions in mind would bother to stay in an old and narrow small hotel on Squirrel Street.


    But, ever since two days ago, arge number of people came to seek out and visit Hotel ck Dove for its fame.


    They were all fans of ‘Léon: The Demon.’ They came to the hotel so that they could personally see where Mathilda, her family and Léon lived.


    This provided a major economic drive to the entire Squirrel Street. A lot of humans began to appear on the street that was originally filled with non-humans...


    Fortunately Joshua had foresight. As Squirrel Street was located near where the dwarves lived, Joshua managed to reach an agreement with Frostaxe to send a couple young dwarves over to maintain security.


    But, even with that, it was still very difficult for the small hotel to maintain order. This merchant who wanted to purchase this hotel was one such order-breaking person.


    “You will definitely be satisfied with my offer! You must agree...”


    He was unwilling to give up. Furthermore, he came with several guards. One of the dwarves sitting downstairs walked up. But, his guards also stepped forward.


    Regardless of who wins or loses, this conflict will definitely cause destruction to the hotel...


    Admittedly, the hotel gaining more business was a good thing. But, conflict was something that no one would want to see.


    When Pluk was nning to patiently convince the merchant, he heard the sound of some thick flowing liquid. Even in the noisy main hall of the hotel, that sound was very distinct.


    “This hotel does not wee you humans. Thus, bring those ignorant trash and scram.”


    When that voice sounded, the main hall immediately grew quiet.


    Pluk saw a person wearing a mask walking out from the crowd. As for the others in the main hall, their eyes suddenly turned scarlet.


    A magic... capable of controlling one’s mind!


    Unanimously, the humans in the hotel began to walk toward the exit. The fat merchant even shut the door to the hotel behind him and locked it.


    The atmosphere of the entire hotel declined to a freezing point.


    “We meet again, Deceiver.”


    The masked individual walked over to Pluk and ced a special coin on the counter.