The Horror of Being Dominated by Advertisements

The newspaper incident had become popular.

The people thought they had heard the last of it after the first large-scale search. But no one expected The Free Mage to have seemingly grown wings and flown into thousands of homes that same night.

"This... this is..."

Victor stood on the balcony of the palace and looked out.

He could only see that nightmarish newspaper everywhere on the streets. From the market to the parks, from the main road to the alleyways, The Free Mages was like moss that had tunneled its way out of tiles and in just one night, covered every corner of the city of Snow.

It was only about six in the morning, but tons of people had already gathered and were now discussing the newspaper. The light of dawn just starter to shine over their heads, signaling the start of a new day.

The bishop stood on the balcony, his fists clenched tightly. His face was twisted up in disgust.

"Quick, get rid of all of them. Quick!"