DKIE CH68.2: Premiere

“He is already a tenth-tier great magician…”

To kidnap a tenth-tier great magician without anyone knowing was an impossible task.

The Saintess had been able to consolidate her position for decades without ever lacking means.

She quickly thought of a way.

The method the Beastman King used to deal with the Elf King back then could be used as a reference: curses.

First cast a curse, then lure the other party to a fixed location to remove the curse, and finally, at all costs, capture the person and bring them back.

Just as she was thinking, a female attendant suddenly walked over quickly from a distance.

The female attendant’s expression was slightly flustered. When she approached, she held a golden post with both hands and handed it forward:

“The Elf King has issued a challenge, wanting to challenge you to a… a life-and-death duel.”

All the Holy Court army couldn’t help but look over.

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The Elf King was not the type to procrastinate. After the video conference that day, he immediately issued a challenge.

Unfortunately, a person’s divine sense range was limited. Otherwise, Luka really wanted to cross millions of miles to see the expression on the Holy Court’s face at this moment.

The terminal received a message from the Elf King: [Are you going to use the same method as with Acrylic to force the Saintess into a duel?]

[Luka’s Review: …A challenge, Alex.]

Not a single important noun was correct.

[Luka’s Review: This time I’m preparing to switch things up. (Waggling eyebrows emoji)]

The quill pen, following Luka’s wishes, added the emoji pack. Currently, users didn’t pay much attention to it. Only Luka was eager to use the new function.

The first time he saw an emoji, the Elf King was stunned for a moment.

A small person was waving a magic wand, and his eyebrows and eyes were moving.

The Elf King couldn’t help but look at it a few more times. After a little research, he successfully found the system’s built-in emoji pack.

At a glance, he precisely liked one of the polite and cute smiley faces.

[Elf King: (Smile)]

Luka: …

This chat probably lasted for ten minutes.

During this period, Luka received nine smiley emojis. After finally ending the communication, the quill pen on the side raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you sure you don’t want to use public opinion to force the Holy Court to accept the challenge?”

Luka nodded. “Some things are not suitable for entertainment.”

Relying solely on gossip for dissemination could easily distort the facts or be taken out of context.

After that, there was the network construction conference, the final battle, and the events that happened on the day of the final battle… If all of it relied on community discussions, in order to gain attention, sooner or later, people would emerge specifically to whitewash the Holy Court.

“And…” Luka paused. “This time, there is a ninety percent chance that the Holy Court will accept the challenge.”

With their holy character, they would still play tricks in the duel.

Fortunately, he was also very cunning.

Luka: “Not only cunning, but also tough.”

Tough-lived, specializing in all kinds of disobedience.

He would let the Holy Court know how thick-skinned he was.

But now, he needed to do one extra thing.

“Don’t you think the current atmosphere is particularly bad? There are too many rumors on the internet, and it’s impossible to distinguish the direction.”

The quill pen: “…” Whose fault is it?

“I want to prepare a special program.” Luka looked at the quill pen with a look of “the world is turbid, but I am clear.” “The new column will focus on authority and will be used to broadcast the day’s news.”

Around the duel incident, provide a broadcast platform.

Seeing him repeatedly emphasize authority, the quill pen thought for a moment. “Similar to an official statement, with public credibility.”

“Yes.”

The national conditions were different, and the programs in the world where Luka came from were also different. Some places even banned entertainment and television dramas, but one thing was common: news.

Every country had its own ‘news broadcast’.

“Whether it’s for the upcoming duel, the important conference, or even the future announcement of the truth about the Life Tree, such a professional platform is indispensable.”

The quill pen listened to his general process and thought it should be relatively easy to advance.

Luka had already thought it through. “First, establish a simple news department, consisting of only four parts: a host, a news editor, a writer, and a reporter.”

“Are you going to be the host or the writer?”

Luka: “I’ll be the boss.”

The quill pen raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you say four parts?”

Luka: “Because the boss is redundant.”

He was the extra one.

“…”

The free man boss, Luka, was actually not free.

The location of the studio, the salaries of the recruited employees, and the selection criteria, he had to handle all of them himself.

The quill pen reminded him, “I seem to remember you have a friend named Lilian.”

What a “seem to remember.” It felt like this memory was very reluctant.

Luka shook his head. “This time, I’ll do it myself.”

That day, he sent out the recruitment notice to several nearby cities, including the Klin Sentry Tower.

Except for the reporter, the other selection criteria were very simple: dress appropriately, speak clearly, and have good adaptability.

The standards were simple, but the salary was not. It was several times higher than the normal salary, and many demons were willing to come for an interview.

That evening, Luka directly began the interviews. The exchange group, which was originally supposed to leave, stayed behind out of curiosity, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The interviews were held in the square.

Luka immediately eliminated most of the overly revealing attire. This profession required a certain degree of obedience. The selection criteria clearly stated the dress code, and those who still did so were likely troublemakers.

“Draw a card and start reading.” Luka had the remaining job seekers line up and randomly choose a tongue twister from a thick stack.

After the adult demon chose a test question, he read it like a long-broken repeater.

The surrounding people were not allowed to make a sound. The onlookers could only subconsciously recite it in their minds. The vast majority of them recited it smoothly in their minds and immediately looked at the adult demon with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

He can’t even read something so simple.

“Next.”

When it was his turn, the candidate stepped forward confidently.

[You can stew frozen tofu, you come and stew my frozen tofu.]

“You can stew stew frozen… dong ci da ci…”

“Next!”

The pronunciation of the continental common language and Chinese were very similar. Luka actually only required them to be able to read it somewhat smoothly. Combined with their image, he finally screened out about a hundred demons.

Luka began to provide normal manuscripts, focusing on voice and word breaks.

He demonstrated the announcer’s voice on the spot. After adjusting his oral muscles, his voice became fuller and brighter.

Combined with the aesthetics of the same era, he added a little bass.

The demons present were all amazed. Just listening to the voice, there was an inexplicable sense of conviction.

The quill pen subconsciously wanted to try, but was stopped by Luka. “Don’t learn it.”

If you don’t learn it well, it will become a vocal fry.

At first, the quill pen didn’t realize the seriousness of the problem, until one after another, the demons began to try reading the manuscript.

Under some deliberate imitation, it became extremely artificial.

The quill pen felt like it had returned to the days of being dominated by burps.

Not far away, the students who were originally watching curiously had all run away. He also wanted to leave.

Just as he got up, the surroundings were blocked by a blood-raven color.

Luka spread his demon wings and asked fixedly, “Where are you going?”

Didn’t you say you’d always be here?

The quill pen said softly, “I’m taking a half-hour leave.”

“You want to leave,” Luka sneered. “First, step over my wings.”

“…”

At the scene where the vocal fry was about to create a tidal wave, both sides suffered intense mental pollution.

Fortunately, as long as the sample size was large enough, it was always possible to select a suitable one. In the end, two demons, a man and a woman, stood out.

“Am I… am I really being hired?” the male demon asked several times in apprehension.

They belonged to the category of having overly proper features. This kind of appearance was not popular among demons, especially since they were over forty years old.

Mixed-blood demons already had a low status. Generally, after this age, they would be picked on for all sorts of things.

Luka nodded. “You are both very suitable in terms of image and voice. You will temporarily stay in the Klin Sentry Tower for these two days and wait for further notice.”

After receiving a positive reply, the male demon finally let out a long sigh of relief.

After confirming the hosts who would be the face of the program, the recruitment for reporters and writers was much easier.

The Klin Sentry Tower had ready-made demon citizens who met the requirements for reporters. They had strong survival and combat abilities and could run long-term assignments at any time. The news editors and writers worked together, only needing to have a certain literary accomplishment. Suitable candidates were quickly screened out through a written test.

As for the studio, it was directly set up on the top floor of the sentry tower, which would also be another landmark building in the future.

In just two days, Luka had almost arranged everything.

On the day the studio was set up, he held a small ribbon-cutting ceremony.

A total of thirty staff members should have been recruited in these two days, and they all reported to the scene.

The captain of the guards was surprised by this low-key approach. “Aren’t you going to perfect it a little more?”

Luka waved his hand. “The world is a shoddy operation. After it’s up and running, we can slowly patch it up.”

The most important thing was the news manuscript.

He used to watch the news broadcast every day. It wasn’t difficult to apply the format. As long as he ensured that every piece of news broadcast was factual, short, and concise.

After all arrangements were made, Luka organized the first departmental dinner.

Mixed-blood demons all had a significant mark, like Luka’s hair color. Most demons showed it on their skin and demonic runes.

So, up close, the employees were a colorful bunch.

Luka stood up, raised his glass to the rainbow table, and said, “On January 22nd, which is tomorrow, we will have our first broadcast.”

A reporter employee was very exploratory. “The reason for choosing this date is…”

Luka: “Because I looked at the perpetual calendar.”

The perpetual calendar said it was an auspicious day.

“…”

Luka looked at the two hosts.

“To ensure timeliness, when you get the final draft, you will have at most a quarter of an hour to prepare. I will prepare a teleprompter, but more will depend on yourselves. Are you confident?”

The two demons were a little nervous.

Luka mentioned the salary and benefits again. “Are you confident?”

“Yes!”

Luka nodded with satisfaction.

“Cheers to a successful first broadcast tomorrow!”

It was time to let the various races of the Saint-Demon Continent know what professionalism and public credibility were.

He dared to guarantee that every piece of news on the first broadcast would be explosive.

The demons raised their glasses. “Cheers!”

Excerpt from Luka’s diary:
Authority, fairness. As long as there is no fake news with the head and tail cut off, public credibility can be maintained.
This is me, a just, selfless, and bright good leader.
Alex: Agreed.
Others: ???

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