Release that Witch

Tassa has been waiting in the inner city hotel for these days, anxiously waiting for the reply from Bianbu Town.

The towering inner wall divides the king into two different worlds. Strict control is imposed on the entry and exit. Both aristocrats and wealthy businessmen need to conduct a comprehensive inspection in the small room at the entrance. Once there are signs of illness, such as fever and flushing. , black spots, will not be allowed to enter. After leaving the inner city, you must rush back in the evening of the day, otherwise the sun will fall and the city gate will be locked out, you can only spend the night outside.

However, this still cannot stop the spread of the evil epidemic. Yesterday he had heard rumors that the nobles were infected in the inner city. If the church did not finally release the first holy drugs, I am afraid that the nobles would collectively withdraw from the king.

On the sixth day after the letter was sent out, the Margaret Chamber of Commerce finally came the news. He rushed to a tailored shop in a tailored location, then was led into the basement by the clerk, and the owner of the chamber had long waited for a long time.

I saw Margaret sitting on a low table, and there was a basin of ice water on the table, which was constantly bursting with cold. The sweaty Tassa walked to the opposite side of her face and sat down, suddenly felt a cool breeze rushing to the face, could not help but feel refreshed.

"My Majesty asked me to give you a letter," she handed a folded envelope of sheepskin, and the lacquer at the seal looked intact.

Tassa couldn't wait to open it, and took out the letterhead and briefly explained the action plan, the news of the first army's departure, and the tasks he needed to complete. After reading it carefully, he unobtrusively took the stationery into his arms and looked at Margaret. "Do you have any requirements for your Highness?"

"No, he just sent the letter to the messenger. Of course, the express delivery is a fee, I have already recorded it on the account."

"Cough, that's it," Tassa cleared his throat. "His Royal Highness needs to transport all the fugitives back to the West in a short period of time. Therefore, he hopes that you can provide a large number of vessels for uninterrupted transportation, not one. Two fleets."

“Even if they are infected?” Margaret guessed with great interest. “I don’t think he would be willing to turn the whole West into a dead place, so...have the cure for the evil epidemic?”

"That's true," he nodded. "There was actually a patient on the first fleet, but it didn't break out until it was discovered in the town. Now they are on their way back to Wangdu, all the crew are safe and sound."

"His Royal Roland is an incredible person, and even the church has not come up with antidote so quickly," Margaret sighed. "So how many days does he plan to use to transport the refugees? One week?"

Tassa stretched out three fingers.

"This...nothing!" The businesswoman stunned for a moment and quickly shook her head. "Even if these people die halfway, there are still more than 5,000 people. After three days, it means I need to prepare nearly 100 sailboats. Even if the other shipping of the Chamber of Commerce stopped and moved for transportation, it just happened to meet this number. However, the losses I suffered may be more than thousands of Jinlong, and therefore the lost customers are even more unable to count, even if the steam engine is free. This amount cannot be offset. So... please forgive me."

“If everyone is sitting on the deck instead of lying in the cabin with the bed, the number of people a boat can carry can be doubled,” Tassa insisted. “If you don’t care, you can transport the ore. You can also take in and transport people, as long as you open the hatch cover, you can load about 200 people at a time. Such a ship, your old friend Hogg should have a lot?"

"In Silver City, he does have several such big ships..." Margaret looked hesitant. "And according to your algorithm, you can probably reduce the number of ships to about 50. But... this is not a Pile up for sale."

Tassa also thinks that if dozens of ships are to be gathered on the canal, it will take a lot of effort to dispatch and coordinate, and the cost of chartering is not all in their own pockets, but it is bothersome and laborious. Not much work, how can not be a good deal. At this point, he can only make the last move.

At the end of the letter, His Highness wrote a small line: If Margaret did not want to help, she told her that lightning had come.

This sentence is a bit confusing. Is there any special relationship between a businesswoman and a lively and lovely blond girl? It’s totally out of appearance... but his Highness must have his own reasons. Thinking of this, Tassa slowly said, "It is a last resort to drive away in three days. What you have done under the Highness is equivalent to eating the tiger. If you drag it for too long, the church will probably find the door and the lightning will also be In this team, it was dangerous for them to find a witch."

"What are you talking about?" Her voice suddenly went a bit high. "Lightning is coming?"

"It is true in the letter of the Highness," Tassa pretended to be an honest man. "Probably to guide the team and provide early warning. After all, this is the site of the new king Tiffco."

"I know," Margaret stood up. "When do you need a boat?"

"It should be after four days if they are not on the road."

"I will try to arrange it," she went to the desk and began to write a book. "But I have a condition. You have to tell me where my team is stationed. If they want to enter the city, I can arrange enough." room."

Ok, it seems that this move is really effective. "I don't think it's okay," Tassa sneaked. "In addition, I still need something to help you."

"Well," Margaret sighed.

“I need a coaching team that hauls the barrels. The more the number of barrels, the better, but don’t put ale or wine in it, but fill the river or well water.” According to His Royal Highness, the key to solving the plague The character is still a witch, Lily, who can turn ordinary water into a cure for disease. However, there is a serious loophole in this plan, that is, the rats must not be allowed to approach the first military camp. If they know that there are people in the camp who are constantly producing "sacred medicine", Tassa will bet that the news will be full the next day. The city knows.

“River and well water?” She raised her eyebrows. “Are you sure?”

"Reassured, Your Highness will pay for it." Tassa smiled.

For the sake of confidentiality and security, the journey from the station to Wangdu can only be carried by him personally. If you are like a fugitive in the east, carrying a water bag to eliminate the plague, the trouble is not to say, the efficiency is also very low. He must find a way to bring as much purified water as possible at once.

The huge barrels installed on the four-wheeled wagon are obviously a good choice. (To be continued.)