Iron Powder and Spellcaster

[Maplestone City]

[Suburban Camp]

[Reserve Officers' Quarters]

"Hey, hey, hey, I heard that all the cavalry in the army are going to gather together."

Claude Lee sat on his camp bed, leaned out, faced the neighboring bunk, and said solemnly:

"Our cavalry and infantry in Tiefeng County are also divided. There is a lot of discussion among the cavalry, and they are all trying to figure out where they are going!"

On the camp bed next to Claude's bed, Hodel lay curled up listlessly, with only his back exposed to Claude.

Hearing Claude's words, he couldn't help but snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "Listen to this, listen to that, listen to shit! They are all fucking blind. Are the cavalry going to be separated? Then just hand over the cannons too. Forget it, let’s see if Tribune Mason agrees.”

Ever since he took the "entrance exam," Hodel has been in this depressed and cynical state.

And because the test results have not been released for a long time, Hodel's symptoms are getting worse.

Claude had long been accustomed to this, so he automatically ignored the monkey's strangeness.

"You really don't believe it, people say they have noses and eyes," Claude said, looking around the dormitory.

The other "mud-legged" boys in the same dormitory all went out - they didn't want to stay in the same room as the "leather-boot boys".

So there were only a few leather-booted boys in the spacious dormitory pretending to read, plus a monkey that didn't want to move, and the monkey's temporary keeper, Claude Lee.

After confirming that the leather-booted boys who stayed in the dormitory were not eavesdropping, Claude moved closer to Hodel and lowered his voice, "I also heard something incredible - Your Excellency is going to be promoted. !”

"Oh, it's all such a mess..." Holder shook his head impatiently, instinctively wanting to refute, until he really understood what Claude was saying.

He coughed lightly and muttered dissatisfiedly, "What's so important about your promotion? You should have been promoted long ago!"

"That's natural," Claude pretended to be deep, trying hard to portray the outline of a sophisticated adult on his still youthful face, "But the question is, how high should it rise."

"How high?" Houdel got angry and sat up, glaring at Claude, "You still have to ask? Of course they are on equal footing!"

"Yes, we all think so," Claude nodded in agreement at first, and then asked seriously, "But what should people like Major Seb, who originally had a higher military rank than you, do? People from other counties. Officer, what should we do?"

Hodel's unknown anger was instantly suppressed. He sat blankly for a long time and suddenly scratched his scalp vigorously.

"These big men are really troublesome! Why not just have a quick fight!"

Hodel fell back on the bed angrily, pulled up the blanket, and covered his head, "How about love? And why are you telling me this? I don't even know where I'm going! I can handle it. Your heart?"

Hodel spoke louder and louder, but the blanket only made his voice sound muffled and did not play any role in sound insulation.

Not far away, the leather-booted boys who were disturbed by Hodel's voice cast reproachful and curious glances at the two of them.

Claude slapped Hodel on the back: "Keep your voice down!"

Hodel snorted again, but did not continue to complain.

"I'm telling you, isn't it because you are your personal guard?" Claude whispered, "I'm thinking that you must have better information than me."

"Where are the personal guards?" Hodel groaned angrily, "I was even driven back."

"Have all the reserve officers been relieved of their duties and kept on standby? You are not alone."

"You didn't take me with you when you went out this time."

"You didn't bring anyone else with you?" Claude chuckled, "Look, even though you don't admit that you are your personal guard, you still think that you are superior to us."

Hodel fell silent.

"Don't worry," Claude comforted Hodel, "even if you hand in a blank paper, you won't be kicked out. I can't even figure out what you are so afraid of..."

Hodel was silent for a long time and suddenly threw off the blanket.

"Death or life!" Hodel roared irritably: "It's a pleasure!"

…

At the same time, in Maple Stone City, in the conference room of the city hall.

Richard Mason also shouted in his heart: "Give me a pleasure!"

Directly opposite Captain Mason sat a bald man with an unkind expression—Colonel Gesar Adonis.

On the right side of Colonel Gesa sat Colonel Skool Mecklen, who had hair but also had a sullen face.

To the left of Colonel Gesar sat Lieutenant Colonel Matthias Corwin.

Lieutenant Colonel Matthias, who usually had a smile on his face that didn't care about anything, looked extremely serious at the moment.

When a captain faced off against three colonels, his momentum was naturally weaker, not to mention that Tiefeng County was already at a disadvantage.

"Since it's you here again," Colonel Geza broke the silence with a sharp voice, "that means that boy Montagne hasn't come back yet, right?"

Mason wiped the sweat from his forehead, "That's right... but he sent a letter back, saying that he has returned. Counting the days, he will arrive in Maple Stone City in the next few days."

Colonel Gesa smiled kindly, and with the horrific scar covering half of his face, it looked like a big gaping hole in his head:

"You left us with such a big mess and walked away. Today's young people are really cool."

According to the original plan, the General Assembly of Freemen, which was supposed to dissolve after passing the new charter, was delayed until now due to Winters' interference.

At the same time, Gesa and others had to urgently "select" public opinion representatives in their own jurisdictions to fill the so-called "National Assembly."

How could the three school officials not feel annoyed?

Not to mention, the National Assembly is just one of the many messes left by Winters Montagne, not even the "worst" one.

"There are indeed some important matters that he has to personally attend to. I'm very sorry for leaving in a hurry." Mason explained, apologizing, and carefully suggested, "However, before Winters left, he had given full authority to the temporary committee's affairs. It’s the same thing if you entrust it to me and you talk to me.”

"Talking to you? What are we talking about?" Colonel Gesar slammed the table and yelled, "Talking about how to start provocations? Talking about how to expand the private army? Talking about how to lure wolves into the house?"

Poor Mason didn't dare to answer the question.

"I'm telling you, and I'm telling you boy Montagne." Geza said with anger in his tone, "We did recruit Hurds in the past, but as soon as the war is over, they will be demobilized immediately - that's it, or Raised a lion."

Geza asked Mason, "Foreign new land? Wendo'er tribe? Naturalized Hud people? What does the Montagne boy want to do? Does he want to be infamy for forever?!"

Mason took the fire silently until Colonel Gesar was tired of scolding and leaned on the table to catch his breath.

"It seems," he sighed, "this matter can only be negotiated by Captain Montagne personally."

"So," Colonel Gesar sneered, "No matter what method you use, even if you fly, you must make the Montagne boy come back to me immediately!"

"And if Captain Montagne doesn't return as soon as possible," Lieutenant Colonel Matthias interjected, "I think there will be no need to announce the personnel transfer order - it has been spread outside, and it is more detailed than I know."

Lieutenant Colonel Matthias looked around with a mocking look on his face, "It's such a nice conference room, why is there air leakage?"

After hearing this, Major Seber, who had been silent until now, finally couldn't help but join the battle.

Others respect Matthias, but the Sabers don't give Kerwin any respect.

He bared his two fangs at Matthias Kerwin, glared, and cursed: "Speak the damn thing if you have something to say! If you fart, just let it out! Air leakage? If there is air leakage, you three can't hold your buttocks between them." ! Stop smearing your own shit on other people!”

Matthias Corwin's expression suddenly changed after being scolded by the saber, and out of consideration for his demeanor, he did not reply, but turned pale and stopped talking.

At the same time, Andre, who had been distracted, also became energetic and watched the battle with interest.

Mason, who witnessed all this, felt satisfied on the one hand, but on the other hand he was worried that Lieutenant Colonel Matthias would lose face, which would be detrimental to future cooperation.

He wanted to say something to lighten the mood, but he couldn't think of any witty words, and he was afraid that the description would become darker.

"Give me a pleasure." Mason lamented in his heart.

Fortunately, Colonel Skull took action.

"Watch your words, Major Seb. You are an officer of the Alliance, not a mercenary in a stinking ditch." Colonel Skull first gave the saber a board, and then gave another party a board, "Matthias Lieutenant Colonel, the same goes for you, don’t say anything without any basis.”

Seb sneered, but didn't reply.

Matthias Corwin remained sullen, but nodded slowly.

Colonel Scull tried to change the topic and promote the meeting. "Although Captain Montagne is not present, some things cannot be discussed. But some matters can be decided without Captain Montagne being present."

Mason answered promptly: "What did you mean?"

"Rank," Colonel Skull replied shortly.

"That's right, military rank, decide quickly!" Colonel Gesar slapped his thigh, frowned, and looked at Captain Mason opposite, "What on earth does the Montagne boy think? Is he not happy to be made a general? "

"this……"

"He won't be promoted? How can you be promoted?" Colonel Gesa's questioning was like a cannon fired one after another. "How can your subordinates be promoted? How can your subordinates' subordinates be promoted? Is it possible to make everyone wait? Waiting until he has enough military experience?”

Mason laughed helplessly because he couldn't figure out what Winters was thinking.

"No matter what you say," Major Seiber said abruptly, "it is impossible for Winters Montagne to accept the plan of one step to become a brigadier general."

"You know again?" Colonel Geza glared at Saber, "Are you two familiar?"

"Not familiar at all." Seb replied without hesitation, "But I can see that this guy Winters Montagne is very proud in his bones. His captain's rank was earned by him with a knife and a gun. , he cannot exchange it for a fake flower, and he will not allow such a stain on his resume. "

Mason and Andre looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

Colonel Gesa's face turned red and white.

"We can't talk about this, we can't talk about that either," the veins on the top of Gesa's head popped out, "Then why are we having a meeting? [Plato swears]! Disband!"

After that, Gesa slammed the door and left.

Mason and Skull were left looking at each other.

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