MTL - Iron Powder and Spellcasters-Chapter 412 monsoon (end)

   Chapter 412 Monsoon (End)

  [Plain city suburbs]

   The pothole-strewn roads are winding and undulating with the terrain, and there are grape fields everywhere as far as the naked eye can see.

   It’s April now, and the dry vines are sprouting green shoots. At first glance, it appears that the wooden stakes holding the vines come back to life.

  The wooden stakes of similar thickness and length are neatly arranged on both sides of the road, like soldiers under inspection, paying tribute to the pedestrians on the road.

   Coincidentally, among the three travelers on the road, there really was a general, and another…

   "Wow! That's how the grapes grow?! I always thought the vines were thin, but they can grow like tree trunks?"

  [Sister Liz] turned around and excitedly shared her new knowledge with her companions, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

   "Stop yelling." The fellow blond knight reprimanded coldly: "Take the reins and don't fall off the saddle."

   The elated nuns were like being splashed with ice water, and the eagerness and joy to share new knowledge with her companions vanished.

   She squinted her almond eyes and counterattacked **** for tat: "Don't look down on people! I can ride a horse, maybe even before you! I can swim, use a gun, and use a sword!"

   The blond knight did not respond.

   Seeing this, the apprentice nun also turned her head angrily to the other side of the road, leaving only a back for the blond knight.

  The atmosphere became dull and awkward.

   "Sister Leeds." Ma Wei cleared his throat and reminded kindly, "That's not a vine, it's a stake for fixing the vine."

"Oh?"

   The apprentice turned around in surprise. She carefully studied the nearby grape trellis, and only then did she see the grapevines tied to the stake.

   "So it is." Sister Liz nodded gently to Marvey and said sweetly, "Thank you, Mr. Marvey."

   "No thanks." Ma Wei was flattered and waved his hands again and again: "No thanks."

  Mavi took off his hat and stroked his hair slightly unaccustomed to it. After a while, his face was flushed from his cheeks to the tips of his ears.

  The blond knight sneered a few times in disdain.

   Apprentice nun Liz was like a kitten who stepped on a clip, and immediately frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

  Mavey hurriedly smoothed things out: "Mr. Siegfried isn't laughing at you, Sister Leeds, he just has a bad throat."

   The apprentice nun was shaking her shoulders with anger, she gritted her teeth and screamed - keeping her voice as low as possible.

Then, Sister Liz clutched the reins tightly and said nothing. After a while, she whispered aggrievedly and bitterly: "I'm not the idiot in the story, of course I know that grapes don't grow out of a plate, I just ...I just never saw a vine growing on the ground..."

   In the face of the sudden revelation of the "apprentice nun", even Ma Wei didn't know how to resolve the embarrassment.

  The blond knight [Siegfried] loosened his collar and said as softly as possible—albeit with a stern face: "How do I remember you... There is a vineyard next to your house..."

   Seeing that his friend was still holding on to the grapes, Ma Wei hurriedly interrupted the former's speech.

   He knocked the horse's rib and stood between the nun and the knight, and asked curiously, "Sister Liz, you said you can use swords and spears?"

Sister Leeds, who had just been overwhelmed by her depression and depression, instantly became happy again, and she couldn't wait to say: "I can use a long sword! A long sword like a cross! I can also use a gun! I even hit ducks! "

   "It's amazing!" Ma Wei persevered: "But for nuns, swords and guns are not necessary lessons, right? Where did you learn to use swords and guns?"

   "My dad." Sister Liz raised her chest proudly: "My dad taught me personally!"

   "Your mother doesn't object?"

   "How is that possible? Mom is very unhappy. But she can't change what Dad decides."

   Ma Wei listened with interest, nodding frequently: "I don't teach my daughter to embroider and tailor, but teach her how to use a sword and a gun. Your father must be a very interesting person with unique ideas..."

   He rubbed his hands together and asked cheerfully, "Did he teach you anything else? Or did he do something else out of the ordinary?"

   "Sister Leeds!" the blond knight suddenly said.

   The apprentice nun tilted her head in confusion and looked at the blond knight.

   "There are a few farmhouses over there." The blond knight untied the leather bag from his saddle and tossed it to the nun apprentice: "Go and bring back some clean water—fill it up."

   "Why am I going?"

   The apprentice nun was initially very unconvinced, but she suddenly figured out something, blinked her eyes, picked up her skin, lightly pulled the reins, and obediently left the path to fetch water.

Looking at the back of the nun riding away, Ma Wei sighed and shook his head, then turned to look at the blond knight, protesting dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Siegfried, even if we are good friends, I will accuse you - you are' Getting in the way'!"

   "Since you already know her identity, don't pretend that you don't know to take advantage of her." Siegfried - that is, Siegfried - warned Mavy solemnly: "Don't try to spy on the royal privacy."

  Mavie carefully observed every subtle expression of Siegfried. After a while, he spread his hands, shrugged, and said with a free and easy smile: "That's fine! I promise you."

   "Thank you." Siegfried nodded in greeting, then dismounted and let the horse rest.

   Take some beans from the saddle bag and feed them patiently to the horse.

   "Thank you for what?" Ma Wei also dexterously left the saddle and let the horse take a break.

   He said with a smile: "It should be me thanking you. Being able to travel with you, my trip to collect materials is definitely a hundred times safer than the original plan. Have you decided where to go?"

   Siegfried took a handful of beans from his saddlebag and patiently fed it to the horse: "Wherever the war is fought, I want to see what the rebels, whom His Majesty regards as the most dangerous enemy, look like."

  Ma Wei asked curiously: "Where is the prince? You just leave without saying goodbye?"

   "I'm not interested in politics and intrigue in those secret rooms." Siegfried's answer was succinct: "Besides, I'm not a prince's official."

  Ma Wei sighed softly and said meaningfully: "I'm afraid some people don't think so..."

   Siegfried was silent.

"Forget it, I know I'm giving you advice, and you won't listen to it—it's always been like this anyway." Ma Wei laughed dryly at himself, changed the subject, licked his lips, and asked with interest, "I do I want to ask you, you just kidnapped His Majesty's favorite daughter, do you really think His Majesty can't find out? Are you really not afraid of His Majesty's wrath after the incident?"

   Siegfried remained silent.

  Ma Wei saw that he couldn't find anything good, and showed some regrets.

He patted his friend's shoulder and jokingly said: "In my opinion, if Your Majesty really doesn't want the princess to leave, our sisters Leeds will be arrested if they can't get out of the capital. Don't worry, maybe it's His Majesty's intention. Here's a chance for you, hahahaha..."

  The unbridled laughter was smashed by the horse's hooves, and the nun Liz—Princess Elizabeth—returned from fetching water.

   Suspiciously looking at the expressionless Siegfried knight and the smiling Mavy, Sister Liz was a little strange: "What are you talking about?"

  Siegfried took the water bag and replied coldly, "Nothing."

Sister Liz thought of something, and she looked very nervous, and she threatened vigilantly: "I...I tell you, don't think about sending me home! You send me back, and I can run out again, and then you will Don't try to find me again! I...I'm serious! You, you, you..."

   "Don't worry, Sister Liz." Mavy smiled and saluted: "No one will want to send you home."

   Siegfried stretched out his arms abruptly, spreading his palms flat in the air.

   After a while, he frowned: "It's going to rain..."

  …

  When the three travelers hurried to the village ahead to take shelter from the rain, on the other side of the lofty shaded mountains, Henry III the Oathbreaker, the supreme ruler of the empire, was walking slowly up a high tower.

   He didn't bring any guards, he didn't bring any attendants, and he didn't even bring the priests who were always with him.

   The stairs were dark and long, and the oathbreaker carried torches and walked to the top of the tower alone.

   Finally reached the end of the steps, pushed open the dark wooden door, and saw a messy and tidy room in front of him.

   Messy because the room is full of instruments, books, and drafts, making it almost impossible to stay;

Neatness is because every instrument, every book and every draft in the room is obviously intentionally placed in a fixed position, any unauthorised arrangement will hinder the user's access and cause serious damage to the user. Anxiety and uncontrollable anger.

   On the top floor of the huge tower, the only daily necessities that can be seen are a bed, a square table and a toilet.

   On the square table, a small piece of leftover bread lay quietly in the middle of a silver plate, waiting for someone to take it away.

   In sharp contrast, there are strange instruments, long, thick or thin, with precious colorless lenses inlaid at both ends throughout the room.

  In the corner of the room, an old man who was busy writing his calculations raised his head suspiciously and looked at the visitor.

   After a brief identification, the old man could see the face of the guest. But he didn't get up to greet him either, he just scratched his unkempt hair in a daze: "So it was you who came."

   As soon as the voice fell, the candles and oil lamps placed in the room glowed one by one.

   The charred candle core burst into flames, the extinguished wick rekindled, and the originally dark and gloomy attic was illuminated brightly.

  The oathbreaker left the torch outside the door and entered the room: "It's me, Mr. Bonarti."

   "What are you doing here?" the old man asked in confusion.

   did not show any dissatisfaction, and the oathbreaker asked calmly: "I'll ask you about the whisper of the starry sky."

   "Oh? Oh! That thing."

   The old man suddenly stood up. He walked to the bookshelf, fumbling for a moment, taking out roll after roll of astrological charts.

   He laid the horoscope on the floor and explained to himself: "The tail of the red dragon swept the tip of the hunter's spear, and Venus stood in the center of the ecliptic, waiting for Mars to arrive."

  The oathbreaker did not look at the astrological chart, but just looked into the eyes of the old man and asked, "As the ancient book of the Seris says?"

   "Yes." The old man nodded: "As the files of the Seris, Saracens and the Holy See say."

   The sound of ticking sounded above the two of them.

   "It's raining," said the old man.

  …

  [Sea Blue Suburbs]

  [Navarre Manor]

  Catherine Navarre was lying on the bed, watching the ribbon on the bedpost sway slowly in the wind.

   A stout middle-aged maid knocked on the door: "Miss Catherine, please come downstairs for dinner."

   "I see." Catherine rolled over and replied lazily.

   "Please come downstairs for dinner."

"I see."

  The middle-aged maid was indomitable: "Please come downstairs for dinner."

  Catherine jumped out of bed, slammed open the door, and shouted angrily, "I see!"

   The middle-aged maid did not change her face, neither humble nor arrogant: "Please come downstairs for dinner."

   "I..." Catherine breathed for a while, and after a moment of aphasia, she lowered her head and replied, "I'll go right now."

   "I'm waiting for you." The middle-aged maid bowed.

  Under the "accompaniment" of the middle-aged maid, Catherine slowly walked down the stairs.

   Since she returned home, Madame Navarre has sent her a new valet. The valet carried out Lady Navarre's orders meticulously - never letting Miss Catherine out of her sight for a moment.

When    came to the restaurant, Catherine didn't see her mother - only her sister Olivia and her maternal grandfather were at the table.

   For some reason, Catherine was afraid of her grandfather since she was a child. Catherine, who entered the restaurant, walked to her grandfather for the first time and said hello honestly.

Mr.   Ola seemed to have just taken a nap, and there was a gap between his drooping eyelids. He glanced at Catherine with blurry presbyopic eyes, and nodded with a muttering.

  Catherine let out a long breath, returned to her seat, and asked her sister casually, "Where's Mom?"

   "Mom is out." Olivia replied in a milky voice.

   "What are you doing out?"

"do not know."

   Just like Anna thought Catherine was inferior to herself, Catherine also looked at her sister in the same way, she snorted softly: "Then what do you know?"

   "I know-" Olivia deliberately dragged her long voice: "She won't let you go out."

   Katherine was about to have a seizure when she suddenly remembered that her grandfather was still there, clutching her fork and glaring at her sister.

  Olivia knocked on the cup in celebration of her victory, took the attitude of the head of the family, and told the maid in a milk voice, "Let's have dinner, Miss Bethany."

  The food was served on a silver plate, and Catherine casually stirred the reddish liquid on the plate with a spoon without moving a single bite.

  The chef of Navarre Manor is not found in the remote and isolated Iron Peak County. The ingredients used in Navarre Manor are even more unattainable to Catherine in the poor and poor family of Captain M.

   In Iron Peak, Catherine dreams of hearty dishes at home, exquisite meals and tea time in the small living room.

   But when she really left the annoying Palatu and returned to Hailan's manor, she felt that she had lost interest in everything.

   She started to feel bored, the fine silver plate, the soft bed, the long satin dress...all nice, but boring.

  Because of the grounding, Catherine has not attended the ball since returning to Hailan, but she does not feel lost - it seems that it is not so interesting to be the focus of everyone's attention at the ball.

In the dead of night, Catherine occasionally finds to her horror that she misses the roar of cannons during the siege of Gervoudin, the touch of the wind on her cheeks when riding a horse in the open field, and the mountain of bad debts that she reorganized with Anna. A sense of accomplishment...

   "Why don't you eat it?" Olivia asked, knowingly or unintentionally, "Catherine?"

   "I'm thinking..." Catherine stirred the clear soup on the plate with a silver spoon, and said lostly, "Anna may still be eating brown bread."

   Olivia subconsciously shrank her neck.

   In today's Navarre Manor, "Anna" is a taboo word, and anyone who mentions Anna Navarre will be severely punished by Mrs. Navarre's wrath.

   "You, you..." Olivia stammered and asked, "What did you say?"

   "I said Anna was still eating brown bread!" Catherine yelled at everyone, as if spitting out all the depression in her chest: "And you all think she doesn't exist! Treat her as a dead person!"

   All the servants were silent, and Olivia screamed "I'm going to tell mom!" and ran out of the restaurant.

   Only the sleepy old Mr. Ola slowly raised his drooping eyelids, gave Catherine a serious look for the first time, and continued to drink the soup with his head down.

   "Don't worry," said old Mr. Ola.

   At this time, a servant knocked on the door and announced: "Miss Catherine, Lieutenant Don Juan is here to visit."

   "Invite him in!" Catherine stood up happily, and immediately wanted to leave the table.

   But she remembered that her grandfather was still there, so she tentatively looked at her grandfather.

   "Go." Old Mr. Ola didn't look up.

  Catherine got permission and ran out of the restaurant like the wind.

   Outside Navarre Manor, Lieutenant Don Juan looked up at the cloudy sky and touched his cheek again.

   "It's going to rain," he muttered to himself.

  …

  [Inland Sea]

  [Red Sulphur Port]

  Red Sulphur Port has now replaced Haidong Port as the new home port of the Veneta Inland Fleet.

   Lieutenant Admiral Antonio Seretti, who had just concluded a secret negotiation, walked out of the cabin of the flagship [Glorious] of the Inner Sea Fleet and came to the deck.

   He made a decision that may affect the fate of many people, but what kind of results this decision will lead to will only be known in the future.

   "It's going to rain," said Admiral Nareshaw, who was second on deck.

  …

  [Monta Republic]

  [Steel Castle]

   Congressman John Servette opened the window and looked out from the location of his new office, and he had a panoramic view of the city of Steel Castle South Bank, which was in full swing.

   He looked at the sky.

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [Palatu Republic]

  [Hongchuan]

  The news of the military coup in Guitucheng has reached Hongchuan.

   Regarding the impact of the coup d'état, the junta members have not yet agreed on their opinions; on how to deal with the coup d'etat's impact, the military junta members are even more divided.

   The military commissar from the Palato-United Province border asked for additional troops, but the military commissar from the north bank of the Ember River was unwilling to weaken the defenses along the river;

The    capitulation faction began to attack from the sidelines, while the radical young warriors shouted that they would launch a pre-emptive offensive against the federation.

   Listening to the never-ending quarrel among the "subordinates" in the conference room, General Arpad Duyoom looked out the window with a blank expression.

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [Palatu Republic]

  [Kings Castle]

   The current Speaker of the Second Republic of Palatu, Grove Magnus has just finished writing a list.

  The news of the coup d'etat in Guitucheng has also spread to the castles.

   Hearing of the success of the "allies" of the province, Grove Magnus immediately began to push forward the plans that had been prepared.

  He thoughtfully crossed out a name from the list.

   "This man is a jerk." He thought, "I don't need to get rid of it for now."

   The wind blew open the window and rolled the curtains out. The clerk hurried into the office and hurriedly closed the window again.

  Grove Magnus looked out the window at the cloudy sky.

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [United Provinces Republic]

  [Gui Tucheng]

  [Army Headquarters Auditorium]

   A celebration party is being held. Most of the people participating in the celebration party are school officials, and there are also a small number of lieutenants.

   Colonel Cornelis is currently giving a speech: "For the past twenty-nine years, people in the republics have always used a sarcastic tone to say that 'the federal republic is not the state that owns the army, but the army that owns the state'."

   Cornelis looked at the excited or eager eyes of the officers in the audience, and raised his glass: "Okay! Then let them truly understand the power of the Union Provincial Army!"

   The next moment, the auditorium was filled with cheers.

   The vibrations caused by the cheers even spread to the confinement room in the basement of the auditorium.

   In the confinement room, Brigadier General Barents, who was under house arrest, looked out at the narrow, gloomy sky outside the bars.

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [Iron Peak County]

  [Revodan]

   "Borrowed." Richard Mason held a large stack of files and carefully squeezed through the corridor full of seniors, trying not to step on anyone's feet as much as possible: "Borrowed."

   When he passed the end of the corridor, Saber said in a hoarse voice, "Meng..."

   "I'll be back soon!" Mason hurriedly replied, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon! Are you thirsty? Can I get you something to drink? Or..."

   "No need." Saber Cerber waved his hand, took a deep look at Mason, and sighed: "It's not easy for you, this time... I'm sorry for you."

   Hearing this sentence, Mason suddenly felt a little sore in his eyes. He turned his head to look out the window and said with a smile:

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [Iron Peak County]

  [Ranches on the outskirts of Gervodin]

   "Tulin!" Andrei was stationed on the hillside, shouting loudly: "Tulin! Where the **** are you going to die?!"

  Tulin, who was sleeping late, was awakened and ran out of the woods in a panic: "Here! Here!"

   "Damn!" Andre cursed: "Where's your horse?"

  Tulin was stunned and scratched his head: "In the woods, I let it go to graze."

  Andre raised his whip in anger, and Turin shrank his neck in fright.

   But the whip didn't fall. In fact, Turin was like a mirror in his heart. As long as he pretended to be afraid, he wouldn't eat Lieutenant Cellini's whip.

  Andre said fiercely: "Lost a horse! I'll give you twenty whips!"

"Don't worry, my lord." Turin patted his chest assuring, and said with a pleasing smile: "I know that you are precious, and I will serve them more carefully than my own mother! This winter is quite hard, but let's not endure it. It's over? Not a single horse died! It's all green now! Don't worry about it!"

   "Stop talking nonsense." Andre said with a stern face: "Quickly gather up the horses and take them back to the stables."

   "Why bring it back to the stable?" Turin wondered.

   "Are you blind?" Andre pointed to the sky: "It's going to rain! If a horse gets sick from the rain, be careful I'll kill you!"

  …

  [Iron Peak County]

  [Blackwater Town]

   Budd, who had just checked the situation of winter wheat turning green on the migrant farm in Heishui Town in the morning, was galloping toward Wolf Town on his horse.

   "Lieutenant!" Anglo, who was accompanying him, suddenly shouted: "Wait."

   Budd stopped riding the horse, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What's wrong?"

   "It's going to rain." Anglo caught up and pointed to the sky: "Find a place to shelter from the rain first."

  Bud shook his head, whipped his whip and hit the road again: "Let's go to Wolf Town."

  …

  [Iron Peak County]

  [Shovel Harbor]

   "Mr. Alpha" watched the "militia" standing in a crooked line on the playground with a sloppy attitude, and his heart was full of haze.

  After the winter, the Gervoudan government freed up its hands and began to carry out a net-style bandit suppression operation in Tiefeng County—except that no troops were sent to Shovel Harbor Town.

   As a result, bandits and robbers who hit the wall everywhere fled into Shovel Harbor. The mayor of Shovel Harbor took advantage of the trend to incorporate them into militiamen and hand them over to Mr. Alpha for training.

   In the eyes of the mayor of Shovel Harbor, these villains who have seen blood are the best source of troops.

   However, looking at these so-called "good soldiers" in front of him, Mr. Alpha couldn't help but wonder - can they really deal with Gervodin's army?

   Mr. Alpha looked at the dark clouds in the sky.

"It is going to rain."

  …

  [Northwest of Cheolbong County]

  [Upstream of Mirror Lake]

   [a bed in a barge cabin]

   "So..." Anna asked curiously, "What happened to Mr. Bolso da Estre in the end?"

   Winters, who was looking through a box of drawings, asked without looking up, "Who is Bolso da Est?"

  Anna kicked Winters lightly: "It's the White Eagle."

   Winters curled his lips: "Oh... how else can it be? Of course it's what it should be."

   "What's that like?"

"He is not the mastermind, and I have proved that he was not directly involved in the arson operation. If it is just smuggling, what kind of big deal can it be for the White Eagle family?" Winters turned over a page of the drawing: "It will be operated after a period of time. . He's a 'noble' white eagle, and it's impossible for the Monta people to kill him. Even if I don't testify, I'll just cause him some trouble."

   When speaking of "noble", Winters deliberately accentuated his tone.

   "That's good." Anna lowered her head and continued to draw lines on the paper: "That's good."

   Winters covered his face with a wooden box and said sourly, "Twenty-four skirts really work."

  Ann didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she kicked Winters lightly, and the latter pretended not to know and continued to rustle through the animation.

  Anna put down the charcoal and drawing paper, propped up her body, climbed to Winters' side, and took the wooden box from Winters' hand.

  Winters wanted to hold on, but didn't dare to exert himself.

  Anna put the wooden box aside and lay down in Winters' arms.

She hugged her lover's chest and said softly, "You, you definitely won't order twenty-four dresses just to please me. If it were you - you would only buy one dress at most, and then put the rest Money is exchanged for food and distributed to the hungry..."

   "So." Anna drew a circle on Winters' chest with her fingertips: "You are more cute."

   Winters hugged Anna without making a sound.

   "Should you also say something that moved me?" Anna joked.

   Winters coughed lightly: "I seem to have sand in my eyes."

  Anna smiled, pushed Winters away, and crawled back to the other side of the bed, she said playfully, "Of course, I also like the twenty-four dresses, at least... very romantic."

   As soon as he finished speaking, Winters jumped out of the bed and protested loudly: "I don't understand romance at all!"

   "Oh?" Anna's eyes smiled even more crookedly: "Really?"

   An exasperated Winters strode out of the cabin, and soon returned with a large wooden box.

   He put the wooden box heavily on the table and pretended not to care: "I originally wanted to give you a surprise after returning to Tiefeng County... But, forget it, I'll give it to you now."

  Anna opened the wooden box and saw glass vials containing colorful powders. Each vial was labeled, and the bottles were carefully separated by wooden boards and pads to prevent them from being broken due to bumping against each other.

  Lapis lazuli, hematite, stone yellow, empty blue, cinnabar, shell powder... are all pigments.

   "When did you buy it?" Anna asked Winters, looking up.

   "When I was in Steel Castle." Winters turned his head and said lightly: "It didn't take much time, just put all the paints available in Steel Castle..."

   Before he could finish speaking, Anna had already jumped up and kissed him.

   The kiss was long, until there was a knock on the door.

  Pierre's voice came from outside the door: "Your Excellency, we have reached the South Bank."

   Winters and Anna separated like lightning. Winters quickly tidied up, walked to the door, and opened the hatch: "Have the people from the Teltown Department arrived?"

"Our scouts met the Terdon sentry." Pierre reported in an orderly manner: "They brought as many horses and carriages as you requested. But Taichi didn't show up, it was His son came in his place."

   "Tai Chi didn't show up?" Winters pondered: "I'm afraid it's not peaceful inside the Teltown Department."

   "I think so too." Pierre nodded.

   "The fleet will drop anchor, let the engineering team go ashore, and build the temporary pier first." Winters thought for a moment and gave the order: "Pick a team of good players, and I will go to meet Tai Chi's son in person."

   "Yes." Pierre raised his hand in salute and turned to leave.

   Winters closed the hatch and turned around. Anna was already waiting for him with her coat.

   "I..." Winters didn't know what to say for a while.

   "Go." Anna helped Winters put on his coat, buttoned it carefully, and whispered, "You are not destined to belong to me only... I already knew that."

Winters nodded, and when he stepped out of the hatch with one boot, he turned around and asked inadvertently, "By the way, where is the portrait of the hunting suit you painted for me in Qingqiu? It's the one with Heard's robe... I'm in I didn't see it in the album."

   "I lost it." Anna replied with a smile.

   Winters said nothing, just nodded and strode away.

   Outside the cabin, the guards fired three command guns, and the flag-bearer waved the small flag to convey the order. The convoy, laden with ordnance and personnel, anchored in open water near the southern shore.

  The craftsmen who accompanied the ship brought tools and equipment, took several small boats ashore, and started to build a temporary pier for unloading.

   Winters was also on the boat ashore.

  Tai Chi's eldest son, along with a group of nobles from the Telton tribe, was waiting for him obediently.

   "I'm back," Winters thought.

  …

  [The same time that Winters set foot on the south bank of the Ember River]

   Another mutiny is taking place in Maplestone, the capital of New Reclamation Province.

  Essentially, the mutiny in Maplestone City was the echo of the "April 1st Coup in the United Provinces".

   However, its **** level is even worse than the coup that took place in Guitucheng.

   After learning the news of the mutiny in the United Provinces, the "Plateau government troops" originally stationed in Jinghu County immediately set off to return to Maplestone City in secret and launched a surprise attack on the headquarters of the New Reclamation Corps.

  With the help of the traitors, the government forces effortlessly captured the gate of the New Reclamation Corps headquarters—Maple Leaf Fort.

  The heavily armed government soldiers rushed into the Maple Leaf Fort, killing any New Reclamation Army soldiers who did not surrender immediately.

  The sound of white blades and guns from all over the Maple Leaf Fort, the newly reclaimed soldiers who rose up to resist and the government soldiers who killed the red-eyed government soldiers were short-handed, screaming and wailing endlessly.

  In a spacious office inside Fort Maple, Major General Kevin J. Adams, commander of the New Reclamation Corps, is waiting for someone to knock on the door.

   The dull sound of footsteps penetrated the wall and came from the corridor.

  The door was pushed open without knocking, and a colonel strutting into the office - Colonel Sanell, the commander of the government army stationed in Jinghu County.

Major General    Adams nodded, as if not surprised.

The government of the    Kings and Castles once sent troops to assist the New Reclamation Corps in resisting the looting of the Teltown Department, but the troops they sent settled in Mirror Lake County after repelling the Teltown looters and never retreated.

   The person who followed Colonel Sarnell into the office had a face familiar to Major General Adams.

  Legion Administrator, Colonel Chloe Toril—he was the one who made Major General Adams curious, but now, all his questions have been answered.

   "It was you." Adams said relieved.

Before the major general could ask questions, Colonel Chloe took the initiative to give the reason. He licked his lips and said earnestly: "General, the unstable state of the New Reclamation Corps cannot continue. Otherwise, when the war resumes, we will definitely change. A victim in the cracks."

   "Oh." Adams took a sip of wine.

"The government of the kings and castles is the legal government of Palato." Chloe hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and said helplessly: "This state of division will not last forever, we will eventually choose sides, and we must choose On the victor's side! What's more... we're too close to the castles and too far from General Arpad - we really don't have a choice!"

   "Oh." General Adams took another sip of wine.

Colonel Sarnell glanced at the wine bottle with only half of its contents left on the table, and snorted in disdain. He interrupted Chloe and said coldly: "It seems... you have already made a statement about the current situation. There is a clear understanding.”

   Adams ignored Sarnell and poured himself another glass of wine.

"Let your subordinates surrender, I promise that you will retire honorably and continue to enjoy the general's treatment and pension." Colonel Sarnell chuckled: "You can take all the property you have collected over the years to the castles of the kings and be a Rich man. That's not my promise, it's Speaker Grove Magnus' promise."

   Adams was silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice: "My subordinates, after they surrender...don't kill them. You have already won, there is no need to kill again."

   "Please rest assured." Colonel Sanel said with a smile: "We guarantee the safety of the prisoners' lives, but their military career may come to an end. We will also guarantee the safety of your life, you can..."

   "Chloe Toril." Adams didn't even look at Sarnell, his eyes staring at Chloe.

  Colonel Chloe felt uncomfortable: "Yes."

"You're a **** idiot!" Kevin J. Adams slammed his fist on the table with a stern expression: "Grove Magnus is a traitor! Viper! Traitor! You don't even know it! Legal The government? Fuck your farts! If one day Grove Magnus wins, the Republic of Palatu will cease to exist!"

  Colonel Chloe was taken a half step back by the violent major general.

   Colonel Sarnell stood in front of Chloe, frowned, and confronted Adams: "General, I understand your mood. But don't humiliate yourself any more, surrender, while you can still retain your dignity."

   "Surrender? Surrender?! You think I'm a boneless traitor? Let me surrender to the viper who betrayed Plato?" Adams laughed, and his expression suddenly turned hideous:

   "Dream!!"

   As soon as he finished speaking, Kevin J. Adams took the reed gun from his lap, put the muzzle in his mouth, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

   "Click."

  The machine bracket falls, the spring wheel rotates, and the fire flashes.

   "Boom!"

Major General    Adams was left with a horrific wound in the back of his head, and the red and white goo splashed the wall behind him. Major General Adams' body fell backwards, slamming to the ground.

   The officers in the room were shocked, puzzled, and looked at each other in dismay. None of them would have thought that this "general on both sides of the wall" would choose to commit suicide in such a tragic way.

   Colonel Sarnell wiped the blood from his face, was silent for a moment, took off his clothes and covered General Adams' mutilated face.

  Chloe jumped up like he was just waking up from a dream, and hurriedly checked the major general's last vital signs, as if thinking that the major general still had a ray of hope for surviving.

   But he quickly stopped because Kevin J. Adams was undoubtedly dead.

   "He died like a soldier." Sarnell commented briefly.

   Hearing Sarnell's words, Colonel Chloe jumped up and punched the former in the face.

"Die like a soldier? What the **** do you know?" Colonel Chloe, who was held by the other officers, shouted angrily and indignantly: "Adams is dead! Every officer in the New Reclamation Corps! Every one! All! There's a reason for rebellion! New land! There's going to be a river of blood!"

   At the same time, there was a thunderstorm in the sky.

   Bean-sized raindrops were cast on Maple Leaf Castle, Maplestone City, New Reclaimed Land, Palatu, and every piece of land in the Senas Alliance.

   It's raining - no, it's not just rain, it's the monsoon!

  The peasants of Palato have sown the seeds, waiting for it to sprout new life;

   On the other side of the ocean, merchant ships loaded with silk and spices are about to return to sail on it.

  The monsoon is here, it brings precipitation, it brings life, it brings new hope.

   (End of this volume)

   The monsoon roll ends and flowers are scattered!

   [Thank you for your patience and support over the past year, thank you for reading this story, thank you everyone, thank you, thank you 〒▽〒]

   [There are no pirates, because I did a calculation on the pirates side, it should not be the monsoon season. But they will not be forgotten, their stories will be listed separately]

  

  

   (end of this chapter)