Iron Powder and Spellcaster

In the guest room of the Mitchell Mansion, Catherine walked to the window to look, and to the door to listen, but she couldn't stop for a moment.

"Okay." Anna was reading the letter but was too disturbed to continue. She pulled her sister back to the bed and said, "Sit quietly for a while."

Little Ms. Navarre was so angry that she couldn't sleep all night. She complained vehemently: "I left the two ladies without saying anything or explaining anything, and actually kept us waiting all night! You're not coming back now! Rude!" Uncultured! Barbarians!”

Ana held the letter and looked a little sad: "He should have something very important."

…

There was no need for Winters to defend himself, and the misunderstanding was resolved.

There was no misunderstanding at all. Winters and Scarlett did not have any personal feelings, and there was no tendency to develop a relationship between men and women.

Not only that, everyone in the Mitchell Manor knew that "the resident officer in Montagne has a fiancée."

Anna's sudden visit surprised everyone, but no one was surprised by her presence.

Everyone accepted the fact that Mademoiselle Navarre was "the fiancée of the resident magistrate" quite naturally.

Anna didn't deliberately explain this - probably out of the instinct to protect the territory and some complex and subtle emotions.

After the misunderstanding was clarified, even Catherine no longer mentioned "return to Hailan now", but she was still very unhappy.

Mrs. Mitchell had two guest rooms ready for the ladies to rest in, but Catherine insisted on only one.

The Navarre sisters lay on the same bed from nightfall until morning.

…

Ana clutched the letter, sighed, and looked out the window.

Catherine liked to tease her sister the most. Seeing Anna's uneasy look, she immediately sat down next to her sister, hugged her waist, put her head on her sister's shoulder, and breathed into Anna's ear:

"A guy who likes to lie, claims to be engaged to you without permission, and damages a lady's reputation without any psychological burden. If this news gets back to Venetta, who else will be willing to marry you? Miss fiancée?"

For the last "Miss Fiancée", Catherine deliberately dragged out her voice for a very long time and blew hot and moist air into Anna's ears.

Generally speaking, this kind of behavior will range from being scolded by the sister to being severely beaten.

But at this moment, Anna had no reaction.

"It's not his fault. The border girl is warm and cheerful. If I were him, I would make up a fiancée." Anna looked at the toe of her shoes and whispered: "And I ran away from home and came to Plato regardless of what I did. There was no way I could marry anyone else..."

The expected reaction didn't come, and Catherine was annoyed and amused at the same time.

She frowned slightly, simply fell into her sister's arms, and continued to attack Mr. M: "If you're not just a man, what's so good about him? He's neither handsome nor handsome. Compared with Hailan's officers who are polite to ladies, Sir, I don’t know how much I’m traveling.”

Anna frowned slightly and explained in a low voice: "He is still a little handsome. He...has become a lot thinner, and his whole body has lost his shape. He is different from me...from the last time I saw him."

"Ms. Navarre, listen to what you say." Catherine said angrily: "You have already started to defend him! Aren't you here to ask for an explanation? Where did the initial anger go?"

Ana held her forehead and whispered: "I, I don't want to explain now."

…

After receiving the letter brought back by Gold, Anna was initially happy because she learned that Winters was still alive. Following the joy into her heart was anger.

"Don't wait for me."

What's the meaning?

One line of fluttering words negated her emotions, her waiting, and everything about her.

A bold idea popped into Anna's mind, making her tremble with excitement and fear: "I'm going to find him."

So Anna, who was still temporarily staying at the Abbey of St. Jeanne, immediately started preparations.

Mrs. Navarre's eldest daughter has amazing mobility. She first contacted Good Luck Gold, and then learned that someone was going to Wolf Town to find Winters, and they could just use them to provide protection.

But no matter what she did, she couldn't hide it from her sister who was by her side.

Catherine quickly exposed her plan, but to Anna's surprise, Catherine generously agreed not to tell her mother, on the condition that she take her with her.

"The monastery is so boring! I'm almost suffocated!" When she learned that she was going to run away from home, Catherine was even more excited than Anna: "Can you bear not to share such fun things with me? Take me there, I'm curious too Who is Mr. M to be able to charm you to this extent?"

Under her sister's bullying and coercion, Anna had no choice but to take her sister with her.

They first left the Monastery of St. Jeanne on the pretense of going to the tomb of St. Bino. The church of St. Bino is located in [the town of San Bino] - it is the only place to go from Veneta to Plato, and it is also the place where Gore is located. DeLeak's resting place.

In the town of San Bino, the Navarre sisters waited for the people who went to Plato to find Winters.

The two women quietly left the San Bino Church, leaving behind a letter and a mess that could suffocate Mrs. Navarre. They followed the target until they were discovered and then revealed their identity as the "fiancée."

At this time, it was too far away from Hailan, and Anna's will was too firm, and she even calmly said, "My reputation has been ruined. If you don't take me, I will have no choice but to commit suicide."

And the other party was very bad at dealing with women, so he had to take two ladies with him and escort him all the way to Wolf Town.

…

"Oh, you are so stupid!" Catherine hugged her sister's waist: "Why are you so easy to talk to?"

Anna remained silent, and the room fell into silence.

Seeing that her sister didn't speak, Catherine could only continue to complain and act coquettishly: "My legs, my beautiful legs, are worn out! Will there be scars? Will it become rough? My back also hurts. My shoulders also hurt, my tailbone also hurts..."

The two first rode in a carriage. After entering the new land province, the road was not easy to walk, and the carriage broke its axle. The two ladies had to ride on horseback, which was really hard work.

Hearing her sister's complaints, Anna remained unmoved. Instead, she smiled and said, "Aren't you going to follow me yourself?"

Catherine became angry and bit her sister's shoulder hard.

At this time, the two of them resumed their usual way of getting along. Catherine was pressed on the bed and lectured, yelling and screaming.

After both of them were exhausted, Catherine gasped and said quietly to Anna: "Oh, actually I understand a little bit."

"Understand what?"

"I understand why you are fascinated by Mr. M." Catherine pursed her lips and smiled: "Although you are not as good as me, you still have a certain taste in choosing men. After all, you are also your mother's daughter."

"what are you saying?"

"I originally thought Mr. M was no big deal. But when I saw him last night, I found that he still has a little bit of a special bearing... a different bearing from the gentlemen in Hailan... How should I describe it?"

Ana was a little panicked for no reason: "Don't you hate him very much?"

"Seeing is better than hearing. I hate him because he bullies you. But now I appreciate him a little bit." Catherine watched her sister's ears turn red little by little. She liked to control her sister's emotions the most.

She suddenly hugged her sister's waist and exhaled in a long voice, "Don't worry, I won't compete with you for a man."

Anna blushed completely and pushed her sister away: "What crazy talk are you talking about!"

Catherine was reluctant and continued to press against her sister, confidently saying: "I'll let you go this time. After all, I'm not a bad woman."

"Go away!"

Catherine changed the subject and said angrily: "You and I are fighting over a man. Aren't you going to let Plato's little bitch see the joke? Huh, you little bitch from the border people! You don't know how to be reserved at all! We don’t even spare men who have fiancées! We are Veneta’s famous ladies, how can we lose to her!”

Catherine laughed cheerfully, her laughter clear and sweet.

Anna wanted to scold Catherine, but when she heard the word "little hooves", she couldn't help but laugh too.

The two of them fell on the bed laughing and joking, and suddenly there was a rapid "dong-dong" sound coming from the stairs.

Someone is going upstairs.

Anna and Catherine looked at each other, stood up quickly, and quickly arranged their hair and clothes that were messed up during the fight.

The footsteps stopped at the door.

Then there were three knocks on the door.

The person knocking on the door seemed eager, but he didn't dare to be too impatient for fear of knocking too hard and upsetting the people in the room.

"Ms. Navarre and Miss Navarre." A male voice came from outside the door: "Can I come in?"

It's Mr. M.

Catherine sat up straight and suppressed her smile. She didn't look like the person who had just said the words "little coquettish hooves" unscrupulously. In terms of temperament, she had a hint of Ellen Mitchell.

"Come in," Catherine replied smoothly.

Winters opened the door, and what he saw was not the sisters lying on the bed fighting, but two respectable ladies.

His gaze was completely fixed on Anna's eyelashes, the tip of her nose and her red lips: "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."

"No, you are wrong." Catherine covered her lips and smiled, politely: "We are not waiting for you."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Winters became more and more frightened.

Ana calmly pinched the thin flesh on her sister's lower waist.

"As the protector and guardian of Ms. Navarre, I give you two space to talk alone." Catherine stood up gracefully, with a solemn expression like the goddess of justice, giving people a sense of inviolability.

Her eyes seemed to be able to look at Winters to the end: "Mr. Montagne, although my sister does not ask for anything in return, you should also know how much hardship she has gone through to get here. So I hope you respect her and don't Any offensive behavior."

Winters felt extremely guilty and nodded vigorously.

"I'm leaving." Catherine gave Anna a meaningful look and walked towards the door.

"Please walk slowly." Winters stood respectfully.

The door slowly closed, leaving only a pair of lovers who were once thousands of miles apart and missed each other in the small space.

But neither of them knew what to say.

Anna still looks the same, time has not left any traces on her face, but has added a bit of mature beauty to her.

She is still carefree and innocent.

Winters has changed, his mind and body are hammered and full of scars.

The two were very close the last time they met. So close that Winters could cry on Anna's shoulder, and Anna wouldn't ask anything.

However, Winters could no longer do this. He wanted to hold Anna tightly, but he couldn't.

An invisible wall separated the two people, and the mental distance was more difficult to close than the physical distance.

Winters pulled out his chair and wanted to sit across from Anna.

"No." Anna lowered her eyes and said in a thin and calm voice, "Sit over here."

Winters sat awkwardly on the bed next to Anna.

There was a little distance between the two, but they were very close, so close that Winters could feel Anna's body temperature, so close that Winters was almost burned by the moonlight.

Anna silently put her hand between the two of them, and Winters subconsciously held Anna's slender hand.

Anna's hands were soft and hot. But he was very thin, with skin and flesh wrapped around his bones, without the protection of a hard callus.

Winters was even worried that his hand would scratch Anna's hand.

Anna also felt a sense of alienation, which surprised and saddened her.

She came to her lover's side, but seemed to distance herself from him.

But at least they could still feel each other, and they just held each other's hands and sat quietly.

Ana broke the silence in a low voice: "What's wrong with your leg? Does it hurt?"

Winters' left leg healed quickly. He no longer needs a stick to walk, and his steps are no different from those of ordinary people.

But the strange feeling still existed, and the pain would become unbearable after walking only a few steps, so I had to rely on my willpower to hold on.

That's why he became fond of swimming, because in the water, his old injuries could be temporarily relieved.

Everyone thought he had completely recovered and was back to the all-powerful Lieutenant Montagne he had been.

Winters was unwilling and unwilling to explain, thinking that he was the only one who knew the pain and suffering.

He didn't need to look to other people for comfort, as he insisted that there was no point in doing so.

Anna was the first to ask him if it hurt.

"It hurts." Tears filled Winters' eyes uncontrollably: "It really hurts. It hurts all the time."

Anna leaned forward, and Winters tried to stop her.

But Anna firmly told Winters: "I want to see it."

Winters's trousers were rolled up bit by bit, and the left leg that was trampled by the horse's hoof hardly left any trauma, leaving only a light red mark.

Ana's fingertips brushed over the dark red mark: "It's almost invisible from the outside."

"Um."

"But inside it." Anna put her forehead on her lover's knee and gently hugged her lover's left leg: "It should be completely different, right?"

Winters held back tears: "Yeah."

Anna put down her rolled-up trouser legs, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on them, and sat back down next to Winters.

This time there was no distance between them, they were right next to each other.

"I don't want you to stay here." Winters looked at the ends of Anna's hair. He didn't dare to look directly into Anna's eyes: "Tiefeng County will become very unsafe."

"You have gray hair." Anna did not answer directly. She hugged her lover tenderly: "Can I pluck out your gray hair?"

Winters rested obediently on Anna's lap, like a puppy.

Anna gently stroked the light white mark on her lover's forehead: "The injury here still hasn't healed."

Winters felt the warmth and softness of Anna's body and softly said "hmm".

"It may never grow out."

"Um."

"It's okay." Anna ran her fingers through her lover's hair: "You're not handsome anyway."

Winters moved his neck slightly uneasily.

Anna touched her lover's anxiety and gently pulled out a white hair: "However, you are still a little handsome... Some people say you have a good temperament."

"Yeah." Winters nodded.

"Don't move."

"Um."

The two were close to each other, and Anna was looking for Winters' white hair that was disappearing and appearing.

"Why don't you go home? You promised me you would go home." Anna asked gently.

Winters had many thoughts for a moment.

He thought of the piles of broken limbs and broken arms outside the medical center, of the touch of blood on his cheeks and eyes, of the faces of the soldiers, of the Wolf Town where he still came to visit him with only a few eggs in his arms despite living in despair. The farmer thought of the old woman waiting for her son to come home, thought of the girl from the Valley of St. Guis who was murdered - she was not yet fourteen years old, thought of everyone's smiling faces, he thought of many, many things...

But he couldn't tell Anna.

He didn't know why, he couldn't say it, and he didn't know where to start.

"I...I don't know either." Winters replied bitterly: "I don't know how to explain it, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Anna hugged her lover and kissed her lover's forehead gently: "You can tell me slowly in the future, I am willing to listen. You can tell it to me in a lifetime."

In an instant, tears burst from Winters' eyes. His body was trembling, and his tears fell on Anna's clothes drop by drop, making the fabric wet.

Anna didn't ask why, she just hugged her lover and shed tears silently.

The two hugged each other and cried, and Anna couldn't help but hum a ballad—a ballad her mother had hummed to her when she was a child.

"Thank you," Winters whispered.

"Why thank you."

"Thank you for being beautiful." Winters' tears slid down his face: "It's so wonderful. You are even more beautiful than I imagined."

Anna burst into laughter and pulled Winters' forehead hard: "Bad thing!"

Winters laughed too.

"What about me?" Winters asked worriedly, "What do you imagine me to be like?"

Anna lay on Winters' head, shook her body gently, and said softly: "A lot has changed, and a lot of things have not changed. It's not the same as you in my memory, but I...I still... "

The door was kicked open with a bang, and Catherine rushed into the guest room angrily: "You two are not done yet! What's there to say about love? Let's get to the point quickly! Kiss her! What are you thinking? You too, he doesn't kiss you, You should be more proactive! You are like this, and you still want to defeat the little... little lady of Plato? I am so angry!"

Winters sat up straight for a moment.

Anna's face was red with embarrassment, and she reached out to teach her sister a lesson, but then she remembered that her "fiancé" was still around and she couldn't lose her composure.

"Ms. Navarre, and Miss Navarre, I have another thing to say when I come here." Winters coughed slightly and apologized to the two ladies: "I must go to Gevaudan as soon as possible. , we are leaving tonight. Tiefeng County will become very dangerous, if you can, please follow them back to Hailan."

"What? We have come all the way here, and in less than a day, you are leaving again?" Catherine was almost crazy with anger: "What on earth are you thinking? Do you really care about my sister? She takes everything. I gave it to you! You cherish it!"

Winters was also very sad: "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

Anna grabbed her sister and asked her lover gently: "When can you come back?"

Catherine was furious when she heard this, her chest heaving violently: "Okay, you two are standing together now! I..."

"Don't be ridiculous, Kate." Anna calmly reassured Catherine: "I'm talking about business."

Seeing her sister's expression, Catherine subconsciously became quiet.

"It can take three or four days at the fastest, or six or seven days at the slowest time." Winters made up his mind and said painfully: "I hope you will follow them back to Hailan."

"Be careful on the road, I will wait for you to come back."

"But……"

"I'm already here, aren't I?"

Once Madame Navarre's eldest daughter had made up her mind, nothing could shake her.

Winters gritted his teeth: "If you need anything, please tell Mrs. Mitchell and Mr. Mitchell Jr."

"Thanks."

"I am leaving."

Anna curtsied slightly and saluted: "I hope you have a safe journey."

Winters turned around and walked down the stairs without looking back.

On the first floor of the Mitchell Mansion, in the living room, another handsome young man was sitting carefree on the sofa.

This handsome young man is not a native of Wolf Town. He is wearing casual clothes, but his military temperament is clearly revealed.

His belt was thrown haphazardly on the small table. On the belt hung a simple sword and a dagger with a gold handle and silver scabbard.

"Alas." The young man sighed when he saw Winters coming downstairs: "I can't convince you to come with me, can I?"

"Yes, senior." Winters bowed his head respectfully.

The handsome young man in front of him was none other than Lieutenant Don Juan, the centurion of the Third [Grand Veneta] Legion, Antonio’s direct subordinate, and Winters’ senior and comrade-in-arms.

"I brought twelve good men." Lieutenant Juan asked without any scruples: "But I heard that you are very powerful now. Twelve men are not enough to force you away, right?"

"Not enough." Winters replied seriously: "At least one heavily armored centurion is needed, and a large number of musketeers are needed to avoid close combat with me. And they can only kill me because I cannot be captured alive. "

Lieutenant Juan put his legs on Mrs. Mitchell's cherished small table and smacked his lips: "Your father strictly ordered me to take you back, and your mother begged me to take you back in tears. I returned to Hailan empty-handed, why? Explain to them?"

"I will write them a letter and explain it carefully. I am really sorry, senior." Winters bowed his head deeply.

"What about your little lover?"

"I want you to take her away."

"No, I can't deal with her. I've never seen such a fierce-tempered... lady in my fucking life." Don Juan was still frightened: "She put the knife on his neck, that's serious. . If she is willing to come with me, I will naturally escort her. If she doesn’t want to, I have no ability to force her."

Winters felt increasingly sad.

Juan looked at the younger brother carefully, then looked around, sighed and asked: "What's so good about this shabby place? Is it as good as Hailan Street? Why stay here? Is it possible that you also fell in love with Riyang?" "

"Senior..." Winters replied weakly: "Please don't make such a joke. I have enough reasons, I can't leave."

"Yes." Don Juan stood up, circled around Winters, and said in a weird voice: "You are already a captain! How can I, a little lieutenant, give orders to a captain? Right?" "

"Senior, don't be like this..." Winters became even more humble.

"Come on! Just wait!" Don Juan snorted: "I can't cure you, someone can cure you. I sent a messenger when we were on the way, and that person will be here soon!"

"Who?" Winters smelled a hint of danger.

"Who?" Don Juan laughed and said cheerfully: "Your old superior!"

[Then the question is, who can punish "Winters Elite Spellcaster-Blood Wolf-Head-cracking Monster-Plato Champion-Head-Blasting Monster Montagne"? ]

[Although Winters and Anna are still separated, the two have been able to confirm that their hearts are still with each other]

[Even Mrs. Navarre took a wrong look and underestimated the extent of her daughter's stubbornness. Anna Navarre is not soft on the outside but strong on the inside, but soft on the outside and fierce on the inside. She has made up her mind and will never waver]

[Today is also a big chapter, with 6347 words]

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