"Book wanted me to tell you that the news feature is running smoothly now. Viscount Roster really came through," Betty said, suddenly remembering why she'd come in the first place. She used to call Book by his full name, Conoscenza, but somewhere along the way she'd started calling him "Book" without even realizing it.

Still, you had to admit it felt way more friendly.

"Why didn't he come tell me himself?" Ren blinked, surprised that was what this was about.

"I put him in timeout. He was being annoying," Betty said matter-of-factly, without a hint of hesitation.

"..." Ren had no words.

He opened up the Magic Net, and the second he accessed the news function, he was hit with a wave of clickbait headlines. Big news, small news—everything was shocking.

"These people caught on pretty fast," Ren muttered, scrolling through the feed. Whether the headlines were clickbait or not didn't really matter. What mattered was how users were engaging with it. As long as people were posting plenty of news and enough people were using it, that was a win.

The more he scrolled, the weirder his expression got. The news ranged from tiny stuff like "Beehive Discovered in Local Territory" to massive events like wars breaking out between countries. It was all over the place.

Man, they really got into it quick!

"Huh, the City of Epic in the City-State Alliance is planning to host a writers' conference. The castellan's organizing it, inviting everyone who uses the 'writing' and 'reading' features to gather, discuss, and improve together," the Goddess of Magic said, pulling out her own Magic Net after noticing Ren's odd expression. When she saw the news about the City of Epic, she couldn't help reading it aloud.

These followers of the Goddess of Writing were pretty proactive. They actually knew to research and improve together, planning to meet up and discuss everything. Someone was even willing to fund it.

"I'm pretty sure the castellan of the City of Epic just wants to advertise, but I've got no proof," Ren said, quickly clicking on another news item. "Check this one out..."

Advertise? Another term she'd never heard before.

But when she looked at the news item Ren showed her, she had a moment of realization. She thought she got it.

Broadcasting something to everyone—like promotion?

[Shocking! The Dwarf Elf King Establishes the Golden Merchant Guild—Becomes World's Largest Merchant Guild in Just One Month! Countless Merchants Can't Keep Up!]

It seemed like just another ordinary news article, but she'd actually seen another article just moments ago.

[Breaking News! The Elven Golden Merchant Guild Spans Dozens of Countries, Thousands of Territories—All Continental Wealth Falls Into Their Hands!]

[Stunning! Golden Merchant Guild's Druid Potions So Cheap?! Magic Conductors...]

[Magic Conductor Production Leader Viscount Roster Suspected of Joining Golden Merchant Guild! Viscount Roster: This Is a Rumor...]

A massive wave of news about the Golden Merchant Guild flooded the feed. Maybe users wouldn't be interested after seeing it once or twice, but after it appeared multiple times, some people would inevitably want to check out what was going on. Naturally, they'd learn about the Golden Merchant Guild, and if they were interested, they'd get involved... The difficulty of recruiting the dwarf elf Labrechaun just dropped significantly.

The castellan of the City of Epic was doing pretty much the same thing.

Now she totally understood what "advertising" meant.

"But wouldn't appearing this frequently make people annoyed?" The Goddess of Magic had been baptized by countless prayers from believers over the years, so she naturally understood human nature. While she understood the purpose of these overwhelming ads, she also thought about the negative impact...

"Sure, it might annoy some people, but so what?" Ren said with a smile. "They achieved their goal. Even if some people hate it, it doesn't matter... Actually, I think the appearance of 'advertising' is a good thing for us too."

"Why?"

"It proves that some of them can finally start making money using the Magic Net. Where there's gold to be made, people will come running. And once they realize they can build their fortunes here, they'll never let go. When some people can start making money using the Magic Net, it means our Magic Net is truly becoming part of the mortal world—becoming something they can never abandon." Ren seemed pretty satisfied with how things were going, his expression relaxed. "You know what? I bet in a few days, after our next Magic Net update, even the gods will show up to advertise just like this."

"Ugh—"

As Ren spoke, he kept scrolling through the news, and soon spotted an interesting article.

In the southern region of the Kingdom of Dawn.

An elite from the Missionary Knight Order stared coldly at the pile of Knight Order corpses in front of him, his gaze sharp. "You're absolutely sure it was Geyera who did this?"

"Y-yes, sir. We've seen Archbishop Geyera before..."

BOOM—

Before the man could finish, with a loud crash, his body flew backward and slammed hard into a distant wall. He coughed up blood, his whole body going limp. The elite knight's gaze grew even colder. "How is that possible? Archbishop Geyera is the Southern Archbishop of our Church of War. Why would he attack the Knight Order?! I think you're from one of the dark churches, trying to confuse us and drive a wedge between our Church of War! Take this guy away and wait for tomorrow noon's trial by the Flames of War."

Once there was no one else around, another knight beside him spoke with an ugly expression. "Geyera's getting more and more out of control. But if people find out that a regional archbishop of the Church of War in the southern Kingdom of Dawn actually... What do we do next? We should ask headquarters for backup. He used to be the Lava General who made even the Gray Fort Empire nervous—his power is way too strong!"

They'd actually confirmed a few days ago that the Southern Archbishop had truly betrayed the church and was frantically blocking the Knight Order's advance. But his identity was sensitive. If they announced it now, it could trigger all sorts of problems. Even if they accused him of being corrupted by an evil god, the fallout would be endless. The only solution seemed to be capturing him!

But who could handle someone known as the Lava General?

They were in a tight spot.

But if they asked for backup, their accomplishments... The leaders' expressions darkened.

"Sir, looks like we have no choice but to ask for help," another knight suddenly said, walking up with an even uglier expression. "Someone posted the information on the Magic Net. Now tons of supernatural beings and nobles are watching us make fools of ourselves..."

The Magic Net!!!

Damn it! They'd actually forgotten about that thing!

While it made things convenient for them, it also brought them endless trouble.

If that cursed thing didn't exist, they wouldn't be so passive right now!

While the Church of War's Missionary Knight Order leadership struggled with their dilemma, the source of all this—Lava General Geyera—ran into an old friend...

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