Mage Joan

It was only half past nine in the morning, and there were so many people gathered in the pub. Don't they have to work?

He took out his pocket watch and glanced at the calendar. It turned out that today is Sunday. No wonder the pub business is so hot.

Qiao Ann passed through the crowd and squeezed to the bar. Along the way, he found people holding wine glasses, all looking up at the top of the bar, all expressions were very nervous.

He followed everyone's sights and looked up, and found that on the beam above the bar, a rectangular crystal panel hung with some kind of illusion, presenting a colorful picture, as if a boxing match was being played.

Since Qiao An stepped into this city, he had been exposed to many new things in just one morning, and it was no surprise.

After quietly linking to the cloud network and searching the forums, Qiao An confirmed that the device above the bar is called "Magic Radio", which is an enhanced version of "Magic Radio".

Both rely on the cloud network as the transmission medium, but the radio can only transmit sound wave signals, while the receiver is more powerful and can also transmit image signals.

For example, at the moment, the TV was broadcasting a boxing match in a stadium in Colasburgh, attracting many boxing fans who could not afford tickets to the pub to watch.

Qiao Ann was not very interested in boxing matches, so he greeted the stocky tavern owner and ordered a set meal that included beef patties, French fries, and drinks.

The boss stared at the young mage twice, with an apologetic smile on his face.

"Sir, please forgive me for taking the liberty. It is not convenient to disclose, are you over 16 years old?"

Qiao An nodded, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry, sir, your face is too young and you look like a teenager. According to local laws, minors are prohibited from buying and drinking alcoholic beverages, so I have to find out if you want to change the table wine to lemon soda. water."

"Oh! That's it... Actually, I'm almost 20 years old!" Qiao An raised his chest proudly.

"20 years old?" The tavern owner widened his eyes in surprise. "You look like you are at most 17 years old."

Qiao An smiled embarrassingly, without explaining.

In fact, the tavern owner’s eyesight is very accurate. Since Qiao An has taken the "Spring of Youth", his biological age has always stayed at 17 years old, so he looks tender.

"Then I will serve you with a glass of vodka."

"Vodka?!" Qiao Ann shook his head quickly, "Forget it! You should give me lemon soda!"

The boss smiled knowingly, turned his head and went into the back kitchen, and soon brought a tray of steaming pies and French fries, and then handed him soda and straws.

Qiao An was thirsty, so he inhaled half a bottle of sweet soda in one breath, burped with a lemon flavor, and felt refreshed.

While eating, Qiao Ann occasionally glanced at the live boxing match.

There is an "anti-magic field" attached to the ring, and no one should think of cheating with magic or supernatural ability. The contestants are purely competing for physique and boxing.

This kind of fighting method suits Clark Henier's appetite, and Qiao An doesn't like it-don't let magic strengthen your body. Doesn't this show that we are discriminating against our Master Masters?

Two sturdy men fighting bare-armed, punching each other with swollen noses and swollen noses, aroused the audience's cheers, but Qiao Ann felt that there was nothing to behold, only the championship prize placed next to the ring aroused his interest.

It is a "Benma" brand magic off-road vehicle, the latest product launched by the Far East Automobile Factory.

The main purpose of the auto factory is to promote the new type of civilian off-road vehicles.

Qiao An thinks that the shape of the car is very cool, like a huge steel beast, racing wildly on the plains, think about it and feel so enjoyable!

Thinking about it this way, Qiao An couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

It's a pity that Big Brother Clark is still practicing in the polar regions. If he can come to this boxing match, win the championship and win that cool big car, he can take a drive on his own.

There are twelve innings in the boxing match, and the boxing sponsor’s advertisement will be interrupted during breaks.

One of the advertisements was "Glacier" brand soda water, which caused a wave of curses in the tavern.

Boxing fans seem to hate soda, and some people raise their glasses and shout:

"The sissy drinks soda!"

"Pure men only drink vodka!"

There was a burst of laughter from all around, everyone raised their glasses and shouted "Vodka" and "Vodka"!

Qiao An suddenly realized something, and quickly took a peek at the glass bottle in his hand. The label really had the "Glacier" logo printed on it. He suddenly felt a bit horrified, and quickly covered the logo on the outside of the glass bottle with his palm, and mixed into the crowd. The cup shouted: "Oh yeah! Vodka!"

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After filling his stomach, Qiao Ann left the tavern and, as agreed, went to the "Friendly House" hotel to visit Mr. Franklin, who was the diplomatic envoy in Fort Collas.

The new regime represented by the Continental Congress, the "Republic of Wilnoa", has not yet been officially recognized by the Kolas Empire, and cannot openly set up an embassy in Kolasberg. Old Franklin can only stay in a hotel.

When he walked into the cafe on the second floor of the hotel, Qiao An heard someone calling his name and turned his head to see that it was the smiling old Dean Franklin.

"Joan, my dear boy, it's so nice to see you here!" Old man Franklin looked up and down the former students, his eyes filled with relief, "No one in a year, your kid looks the same."

"Your old man's complexion is also good, he looks more energetic than when he was in school. Perhaps it is the career of a diplomat that has rejuvenated you."

"Haha! Look at what you said, I'm so busy all day, how can I not look old! Joan, you can speak better than before, and the speed of improvement in eloquence is not inferior to your magic practice!"

Qiao An smiled embarrassedly, pulled a chair and sat down opposite the old dean, and ordered the waiter to bring a cup of coffee.

After chatting for a while, the old man Franklin returned to the subject and thanked Joan.

"Thanks to your mediation, Your Majesty Roland is very generous. He invited me to dinner last night and we talked for two hours. We have reached an initial cooperation intention on behalf of the two countries."

"Mr. Franklin, is your Majesty the Emperor easy to talk?"

Qiao An only met Roland Kolas once in the "virtual meeting room", and he didn't know much about the Far Eastern emperor, but he was impressed by the enthusiasm and generosity of the other party.

The old man Franklin lit his pipe and replied slowly: "As a monarch of a country, how can Your Majesty Roland behave rashly and have no city government? It is not good to talk, but he is indeed more general than the bureaucrats of the Far East Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Care about the minutiae, petty gains."

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