Iron Powder and Spellcasters

   Chapter 316 Prologue

   News travels faster than anything else.

   The messenger to report the victory has not yet arrived in Gervodin, and the dealer who bet on the outcome of the battle has already refused to accept the bet.

  The bonds subscribed for by the new government were once reduced to waste paper, and now they have been turned over from the bottom of the box by businessmen and craftsmen, and some people even took the initiative to buy them.

  Crowds of citizens poured into the church, tearing up and kissing the altar to make a vow.

   The names of several tribunes changed from "rebels" and "rebellious parties" overnight to "holy knights sent by the Lord to save Iron Peak", and I don't know how many candles were lit in their names.

   And savvy speculators had long set their sights on the south bank of the St. George River—a new city, and a lot of people.

  The more daring, or rather greedy, set their sights on another thing—the head.

   "...Thank you for your kindness, come to visit us..." Anna politely expressed her gratitude and respect, and sent the guests to the door all the way.

   It was unknown how many ladies and young ladies came to visit, and the small living room of the officer's quarters became very lively.

  The one thing that everyone is asking around is "Will the Montagne tribune really keep his promise?"

  Across a wall, someone is eavesdropping.

   heard the sound of footsteps walking away, and Scarlett, who was not out of breath, said disdainfully: "I asked them to come before, wasn't it all reluctant? What are you doing so enthusiastically now? It's hypocritical."

   "Idiot." Catherine smiled with crooked eyes: "Before they were reluctant to come because they were afraid of being solicited for donations. Now they suddenly become enthusiastic, indicating that it is profitable. People are like this, there is nothing hypocritical or hypocritical."

  The two little ladies shared a box of milk cakes, and in front of them was a table full of delicate dessert boxes wrapped in silk.

  Palatu people do not have the habit of visiting empty-handed, but they are cheap by two squirrels.

  When Anna was tired of receiving guests, Scarlett and Catherine hid in the corridor next to the living room. While eavesdropping, while stealing food, I picked the best ones from each box of dim sum.

  Scarlett's eyes lit up: "Wine!"

   "I'll take a look." Catherine grabbed the bottle first and used the dim light to identify the label: "[Blood of the Bull], what winery is this?"

   Just then, Anna pushed open the corridor door and caught the two little ladies who were stealing food.

  Catherine silently handed the bottle to Scarlett.

  But Anna just put down the newly received snack box and walked back to the living room without saying a word, ignoring the two of them.

   Scarlett and Katherine looked at each other for a moment, and walked cautiously into the living room.

  Anna lowered her head and fiddled with the embroidery basket, but she was just pulling needles and removing stitches meaninglessly, not actually doing anything.

   Seeing her sister's uneasy appearance, Catherine blinked, tiptoed to Anna's back, and suddenly said in surprise, "Mr. Montagne, when did you come back?"

   "Stop making trouble." Anna sighed.

"real!"

  Anna ignored her sister.

   Seeing that her sister was unmoved, Catherine sat down beside Anna with a bit of exhaustion, and fell on the latter's lap bored.

  Anna's "embroidery" couldn't go on any longer. She put the sewing basket aside and patiently arranged her sister's hair.

   "I can't be happy when I see you like this." Catherine said disappointedly, "Why don't we have a fight..."

  Anna showed a smile, she flicked Catherine's forehead hard, and the pain caused her sister to bite at her.

  The two sisters were playing and playing, but Scarlett became an embarrassing third party. Neither go nor stay.

  Anna quickly noticed that this was rude, she pushed her sister up and asked Scarlett with a smile, "Has Mrs. Mitchell not been back from church yet?"

"not yet."

   "How about we go to the cathedral too?"

   "Don't, don't, don't." Scarlett shook her head desperately, her short chestnut hair swaying in the wind: "Mom is not happy when she sees me, I still have to avoid her. Go to church, I'll add some grass to Changsheng."

  Anna stood up and took out another pair of boots: "There is no hurry to go to the church, I will accompany you to add grass to the longevity."

  Catherine burst out laughing: "Besides not barking, isn't that foal almost a dog?"

   While talking, Anna changed her boots.

  Scarlett, who had been silent for a while, made up her mind and summoned a lot of courage to ask, "Miss Navarre?"

  Anna was startled: "Huh?"

   "You are Miss Navarre, right?"

  Anna looked at Scarlett and nodded slowly: "That's right."

   "I won't tell anyone." Scarlett swore to promise, she blushed and said to Anna: "Since the battle is over, you can actually take the initiative to find him!"

   "What kind of bad idea did you come up with?!" Catherine sat up straight: "After the battle is over, it doesn't mean that it is safe outside the city!"

   However, looking at her sister again, Catherine knew that it was useless for her to say anything.

  …

The    suspension bridge was slowly lowered, and eight armed riders escorted a carriage away from the new town.

   Old Priskin's persuasion was fruitless, and he could only choose eight good players and the best carriage.

   Katherine refused to stay in the city alone. Scarlett was afraid of being scolded by her mother for her idea.

   It was still dangerous outside the city, she knew, but she really couldn't stay in Gervodin any longer.

   The carriage was stopped less than a mile out of the city.

   Fortunately, it was Mason who stopped the carriage.

   Gervodin can't be left unattended, so Richard Mason rushes back from St. Kerr to preside over the big picture.

   "Ms. Navarre?" Seeing the passengers in the carriage, Mason was surprised at first, and then smiled bitterly: "Winters is no longer in Sank, I have a letter from him. There is another guest... your guest."

A fat rider stepped forward, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and greeted slightly flatteringly: "Miss, blessed by the Lord, I finally let me see you. It's really good that you are safe and sound. !"

  Anna felt dizzy, the fat rider was none other than one of her mother's most trusted partners: "Mr. Leo."

   Just when Mason returned to Gervodin, the news of the [Iron Peak Victory] had already spread on horseback to Baishan County, to Maplestone City, to the Great Wasteland... and spread to all directions.

  The famous Terdun Khan Court was destroyed once, and it was planted in the hands of insignificant "rebels". This incident was no different from an earthquake in the new reclaimed land and even in the Plato and the Great Wasteland.

  The aftershocks caused by it will spread to every inch of the land to the Shady Mountains in the north and the Golden Summit Mountains in the south, exceeding even the most daring predictions of the most arrogant critics.

   The monsoon roll is not over yet (cover your face) because the storm hasn't hit the coast yet.

   But emotionally, the previous content should come to an end temporarily.

   Learning from the lessons of the second volume, maybe it would be better to put the next story in "Monsoon Volume (Part 2?

   [And...is this a forcible pull of the flag "Volume 3 will never exceed twenty (fifty) words"? ]

   (end of this chapter)