Iron Powder and Spellcaster

The sheriff who hurried to Serb's house found that his trip was in vain.

It turned out to be just a misunderstanding. The young man from Servedia's family secretly brought a woman home tonight, but was caught by other people in the family and mistakenly thought she was a thief.

Although they were put through a lot of trouble, the heavy gold coins from the Major General's wife still dispelled all the grievances of the Sheriff. With a worried look on his face, the Major General's wife also sincerely begged the Sheriff not to spread the little disturbance tonight.

The Sheriff can understand the concerns of the Serb people. They hang out with unscrupulous women outside before they are married, and even bring women from outside home. The decent families in the city will not be willing to marry their daughters to such young people. of.

"What an ignorant brat." The Sheriff thought to himself: "He actually made such a beautiful lady look sad."

The Sheriff, inspired by the desire to protect, patted his chest and swore on the tombs of his father and grandfather that he would forget everything about tonight when he went back to sleep, and there would never be any news.

While Kesha was helping Antonio lie outside the door, Winters "invited" the woman in black back to the guest room on the second floor - by carrying her, of course.

Winters put the woman in black on the bed and found a pillow for her out of fear that she would be uncomfortable.

The woman in black didn't make a sound or struggle the whole time, she just stared at Winters with cold eyes.

"I'm so sorry just now." Winters discussed with the woman in black: "I will take out the thing from your mouth, but please don't make any sound."

The woman in black didn't respond.

"If you don't object, I'll treat it as your consent."

Just now, Winters showed no mercy at all. When the woman in black shouted, "I'm going to kill you," Winters picked up the pillow and stuffed it in her mouth without saying a word.

Winters used brute force when stuffing it in, and also stuffed it in along with the black cloth used by the woman in black to cover her face.

So when taking out the thing stuffed in her mouth, the black cloth used by the woman in black to cover her face was also taken off. At this time, Winters had the opportunity to seriously look at the face in front of him for the first time.

He originally thought that the female thief should be between thirty and forty years old, because she was too decisive and fierce in her attacks, and she obviously had rich experience and practical experience.

But after removing the black cloth from her mask, Winters realized that she was much younger than he thought. She looked to be in her early twenties, not much older than him.

With delicate features and thin lips, it was hard for Winters to imagine that it was such a petite lady pointing a loaded spring gun at him just now.

The woman in black, whose mouth was free again, did not yell, but slowly moved her stiffened jaw.

"You have actually misunderstood this whole time. You and I are not enemies." Winters' attitude was very sincere.

"Hmph, if you tie me up like this now, it's not very convincing." The woman in black replied coldly.

"If I untie you, wouldn't one of you or I die immediately?" Winters dragged a chair and sat beside the bed: "We should have a good talk first, Miss Lavoisier."

This name obviously touched a sensitive nerve of the woman in black. Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, she said with red eyes and gritted teeth: "My surname is not Lavoisier, don't call me that!"

After the woman in black calmed down a little, Winters asked: "Then what do you want me to call you?"

She stopped talking for a moment.

"Then what impression do you have of the name Salome Blue?"

The woman in black's eyes widened, but her pupils suddenly narrowed. It was obvious that Winters' words surprised her. She sneered and said: "You don't have to test me in this way, it's not Salomilan, it's Salomia."

Anyone who knows a little bit about Army history knows that Lavoisier is the surname of General Antoine Laurent, but only a very few people know that Salomia is the middle name of the general's wife.

Winters knew this because as an admirer of Antoine Laurent, he once had the idea of ​​writing a biography of Antoine Laurent.

Antoine Laurent died so unjustly, and his contribution was so great that anyone who understands this period of history will want to complain for him.

This was the case with Winters, who once wanted to write a biography for the general and certify his name.

So during his years at the military academy, he read through all the public and confidential files on Antoine Laurent that could be obtained in the archives.

The performance of the woman in front of him basically confirmed Winters' speculation. Even if she was not a descendant of Antoine Laurent, she was at least inextricably linked to Antoine Laurent.

In this way, her unforgettable hatred towards the Union Army is explained.

Because Antoine Laurent was sentenced to death by the Union Army Court - to be precise, the Army Court Martial of the Federal Republic of the Provinces.

The so-called Antoine Laurent died of a head disease is a euphemism for being pushed to the guillotine.

Sixteen years ago, ten years after the Sovereignty War ended. The radical faction of the United Provinces Republic came to power, and they took control of the military and political power in the United Provinces.

The radicals shouted "Not absolute loyalty is absolute disloyalty" and launched a brutal purge within Piedmont.

Antoine Laurent, who was accused of treason because of the involvement of army secrets, was guillotined after a secret trial, and his research manuscript was lost.

Field Marshal Ned Smith said sadly: "A head like Antoine Laurent will never grow in a hundred years, so it was chopped off like this."

However, Marshal Ned at the time was also unable to protect himself and was almost sent to the guillotine.

"You said this notebook is your family's property. How do you prove this?" Winters took out the half-burned notebook and showed it to the woman in black before placing it on the bed.

"Why should I prove it to you?"

"Because this is a priceless notebook, and I want you to prove that you are not a thief."

If Winters remembered correctly, the woman in black particularly hated the word thief.

As expected, the woman in black was instantly furious: "Who do you think is a thief? You soldiers are the thieves who stole my father from my mother! And stole his research from my father! In the end, he even lost his life Stolen too!”

"Don't get excited, since you used the words 'father' and 'mother', are you the missing daughter of General Antoine Laurent?"

The woman in black snorted disdainfully.

"I am not your enemy. If you can prove your identity, I am willing to hand over this note to you." Winters said seriously: "And this dagger."

With that said, Winters took out the dagger belonging to the woman in black and placed it on the bed.

It took a lot of effort for him to take the dagger back from Elizabeth's hand.

"Then do I still want to thank you for your generosity? You generously burned my father's notes and then returned them to me?" the woman in black said with a sneer.

Winters said awkwardly: "Actually, there is still a small half of the book left."

"Then come closer and I will prove my identity to you." The woman in black suddenly said calmly.

Winters stood up and approached the bed, but noticed the slightly excited eyes of the woman in black. He was surprised and hurriedly backed away.

But it was too late, the woman in black jumped up from the bed and rushed towards him.

After all, Winters was still an educated gentleman, and it was impossible for him to repeatedly check the sensitive parts of women. He did not find a few small silver coins with edged edges hidden on the woman in black.

Just now, the woman in black appeared to be talking to Winters, but in fact, she secretly took out a sharp instrument and cut the sheets that tied her hands behind her back, waiting for Winters to relax his vigilance.

The woman in black grabbed the dagger beside her and stabbed Winters in the left rib. She seemed to have calmed down, but in fact she didn't get out of her hysterical mood at all, she just pretended to be.

If she wanted to get away, she just had to wait for a chance to be alone, but right now she was only thinking about revenge.

But Winters is no longer the same Winters he was on patrol that night. People who are fighting for the first time will be stiff due to nervousness and fear, but veterans can deal with it calmly and calmly. The woman in black hadn't been able to kill Winters that night, and it certainly wouldn't be possible this time.

The pillowcloth used to gag the woman in black was still in Winters' hand. Winters directly used the pillowcloth with his left hand to grab the opponent's weapon-wielding hand. Just as he was about to punch the opponent in the face with his right hand, he stopped and instead grabbed the weapon with both hands.

Grabbing the opponent's sword blade or blade during a fight is a very dangerous behavior and is a desperate measure. Even if you just want to grab the opponent's wrist, you will probably catch it on the blade.

The dagger had no blade, so Winters grabbed the palm instead of the wrist. Fortunately, I had a pillow to cushion me, otherwise the place where it came into contact with the dagger blade would have been immediately bloody.

The woman in black refused to let go, turning her wrist to cut Winters' arm. Winters also got a little angry and used wrestling skills to knock the opponent down directly.

The essence of a one-on-one fight is ultimately a battle between two people. The woman in black may be a very powerful assassin, but no matter how ruthless she is, she is just a woman whose strength and weight are far inferior to Winters, and she can even fight at close range. Her skills were not as good as Winters, and she was instantly suppressed to the ground by Winters.

"Calm down!" Winters pressed one hand on the woman in black's holding hand, and the other hand on the woman in black's shoulder.

"You Alliance soldiers deserve to die." The woman in black struggled desperately.

"What does your father's injustice have to do with me?"

"spit."

“The rest of the content is valuable too!”

The woman in black sneered and said: "Do you think I am doing it for what is written in the notebook? Magic and spell casters are worthless to me."

Winters was completely speechless. He found it impossible to reason with the woman: "Then why did you snatch this notebook?"

"To get my family's property back."

"Then shall I return this notebook to you?"

"You've burned it!"

"Don't you care about the content?"

"Then you can't burn it either!"

"Then how can you be satisfied?"

"I want it back to the way it was."

"But the original has been burned."

"I kill you!"

"Are you a madman?" Regardless of whether the woman in black was a madman or not, Winters was almost driven crazy: "You! Give! Me! Cold! Quiet! One! Point!"

Winters stopped talking nonsense and tied her up again, this time harder and tighter than the last time, and tied her in a tight knot.

He pushed the door open and went out, finding Elizabeth lying at the door listening.

I wrote in two directions... one woman in black is less crazy, and one woman in black is more crazy. In the end, I chose the more crazy one. This chapter was not well written. I still like to write about war, so I wrote these chapters. It was also very uncomfortable to write. I finished it quickly and sent my classmate Yue Dong to fight.

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