In the early evening, as people finished their work and either headed home or gathered with colleagues for a drink, loud cries echoed throughout the streets of Florence.

"Newspapers! Newspapers!"

The citizens of Florence stopped in their tracks upon hearing the new term "newspaper."

Since there was nothing particularly pressing to do at home, and drinking with friends or colleagues would probably involve the same old conversations, any new thing was welcomed, as long as it wasn’t something harmful or a money-grabbing scheme.@@novelbin@@

Dario, a member of the Florence Carpenter's Guild, was among them.

"Newspaper? What’s that? From the name, it doesn’t sound like something you can eat."

The man holding a newspaper looked around at the gathered crowd and grinned.

"This is called a newspaper. It’s a book printed every 1st of the month, containing interesting events from around the country, incidents involving nobles, and messages from His Majesty the Emperor to us."

"As I live and breathe, all sorts of things happen. I never thought the Emperor would speak directly to people like us. It’s not for sale, right?"

Fabio, who was responsible for distributing the newspapers, had started with the goal of giving every person one copy each month.

However, reality wasn’t as simple as it sounded.

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