Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 338

2021-07-23

Chapter 338 Fleeing

Iron Peak County, Gervodan.

Even if the age difference is not big, elder sister and elder brother still treat younger brother or younger sister with the mentality of elders. This makes the former often subconsciously see the latter as naive and immature individuals—as Anna is.

Anna had seriously considered sending Catherine home before Mr. Leo arrived in Ironpeak.

Although she never confided her feelings to the younger sister, Anna knew that this willful adventure would eventually come to an end. It's just that in what way it should end, she doesn't know.

The smell of gunpowder smoke that has not dissipated also reminded her at all times that Tiefeng County is not safe. What will happen next day, next month, next year? no one knows.

So Anna paternally made arrangements for Catherine: as long as the road was clear, she would immediately send someone to escort Catherine back to Hailan, whether Catherine would like it or not.

Because of this, when Catherine held Anna's hands and said seriously "you shouldn't stay here", Anna was not surprised.

In Anna's opinion, it's normal for the younger sister to want to go home, because Catherine complains about Iron Peak all the time: it's too cold, too closed, too boring... Honestly, Anna feels the same way .

However, the reasons given by Catherine are none of the above.

Little Navarre held the elder sister's hands, looked at the elder sister with pity, and said softly: "Anna, this dream should end."

"You What nonsense are you talking about again?" Anna's heart contracted violently.

"If you don't want to figure it out yourself, then let me tell you." Catherine's eyes didn't blink: "You love that man crazy, right?"

Anna's cheeks instantly became hot, she was anxious and annoyed: "You...what are you talking about? Who said...who said I..."

younger sister face doesn' The word t change said, but Anna couldn't say it anyway because of her sense of shame. She tried to move her hands away angrily, but Catherine's grip was unexpectedly tight, and Anna was unable to move even a little bit.

Catherine ignored the elder sister's defense and continued: "So, so you should leave. If you have any reason, you will come to this conclusion."

Anna She frowned and reproached: "You hurt me!"

Catherine also looked at Anna reproachfully: "Through childhood, everyone said you were stable and smart. But look at you now? When did you become So stupid? Sure enough, women can't fall in love, otherwise they will definitely become idiots..."

Ana's body became stiff, and she no longer tried to take her hands away: "What are you talking about?"

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"I'm talking about an obvious fact." Catherine's voice was clear: "If you want 'Anna Navarre' to officially become 'Anna Montagne', there is only one way from beginning to end - he Go back to Hailan with you. But...will he leave here for you?"

"Who said I was going to marry him?" Anna asked angrily.

Catherine nodded, indifferent expression.

"I'm going to rest." Anna got up to leave.

"Anna—my dear elder sister, listen carefully." Catherine took the elder sister's hand, bit her lip and said: "There are thousands of absolutely unmarried ladies, widows, Old maids, every one of them—every one! is better suited to be 'Mrs. Montagne' than you are."

Catherine usually refers to Winters by [Mr. M], but this time, she rarely uses Full name: "Anyone can marry Winters · Montagne - you can too, but that will destroy you."

Anna laughed in anger: "Why?"

"Because you love him." Catherine released her hands and replied softly, "They don't love him."

"I..." Anna was extremely ashamed and annoyed: "What is this? Reason?!"

Catherine pulled up some of her loose hair and leaned back on the bench, sighed. She didn't answer directly, but asked an irrelevant question: "Have you ever thought about how you would face if Mr. M had a mistress one day?"

Ana's breathing became Hastily: "He...he won't..." But looking at Catherine's sneering faintly discernable smile, Anna couldn't say a thousand rebuttals.

"If you want to be Mr. M's mistress, I will not stop you." Catherine covered her lips and chuckled: "Would you like to?"

Anna grabbed the small pillow beside her , hit the younger sister hard.

"You ask me why all women are better suited to marry Mr. M than you? I can answer you now." Catherine hugged the elder sister: "Because they don't love him, they won't ask him Show reciprocity. In marriage, they provide the ability to produce offspring and dowry—property, power. In return, the more power that person seizes, the more wealth he has, the higher he stands, The more it meets their needs."

"But, Anna, my dear elder sister, you are different." Catherine hugged Anna tightly, with tears in her eyes: "What you want is love What you want is love!"

There were also tears in Anna's eyes.

"For love, you can endure everything now, and you can give without reservation. Look at you! From the moment you left Hailan, you were giving, giving constantly, asking for nothing Pay, pay at all costs. You are now a complete fool who is dazzled by love." Catherine choked a little:

"But have you ever thought about it, one day love disappears and he doesn't love you or you don't love him anymore, what should you do then? How do you deal with yourself? What is all you give? I am your younger sister, except mother, no one in this world loves you more than me I can't - I just can't stand you going on like this. Winters Montagne wants you? Then let him go back to Aquamarine, dignified to marry Ana Navarre. Otherwise, I'll never allow him to go on like this I bullied you."

Tears rolled in Anna's eyes, Catherine's words were too heavy, and Anna didn't know how to answer. If she is really, as Catherine said, a fool who is carried away by love, she needn't be burdened.

Unfortunately, she is not.

Catherine hugged the elder sister. Big Navarre didn't cry, but Little Navarre sobbed.

The winter wind is howling outside the house, and the firewood in the fireplace is beeping.

Anna stretched out her arms, hugged the younger sister gently, and comforted in a low voice: "It's okay, it won't be..."

...

Anna almost stayed up all night.

As the rising sun illuminated Gervodin, Anna wiped away her tears and got up to freshen up as usual.

Catherine became a little sick after the deep conversation last night, and even Scarlett couldn't make Catherine smile.

Ana is desperate to see Winters, not for reassurance or venting. At this moment, she just wanted to see Winters.

But Anna failed to do so, and Mrs. Medellin quickly brought back the news: "Just before dawn, Lord Budd took Lord Montagne out of the city."

In the afternoon, Mrs. Medellin brought news again: His Excellency Montagne went to the garrison after returning to the city.

After that, Winters was out of town again. Winters did not return to the apartment until late at night.

"What's the matter?" Winters was surprised to see Anna waiting in the living room. He noticed that Anna's mood was a little unnatural: "What happened?"

"Nothing. "Anna snuggled up to Winters, her voice weak: "Nothing."

"I have something to tell you."

"en."

Winters felt Anna's body temperature, but couldn't say anything. He rubbed Anna's hair: "Forget it, I'll write to you."

"en." Anna was a little tired.

The two cuddled quietly for a while, and Anna asked in a low voice, "Can you dance?"

"Court dance is one of the compulsory courses in the Lu Academy." Embarrassed: "But I'm afraid I've forgotten all about it."

"I'll teach you."

Although they have Anna's guidance, the movements of the two are still difficult to call dance steps . Just hugging in front of the fireplace, swaying slowly and rhythmically.

“speaking of which.” Winters suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"en." Anna leaned against Winters' shoulder, wiping away her tears.

"Do you know how Lu's dance class is held?"

"What?"

Winters lightly coughed, sorry said: "Lu There are no female students in the academy, so the dance classes are...all with partners at the same time, that is, men dance with men..."

Anna smiled.

"...So everyone has no interest, and it's over to deal with the past." Winters, who was trying to explain, heard Anna's laughter, and relieved: "It's not worth it for me to tell the most shameful experience, I finally made you laugh."

"I didn't make you laugh."

"It doesn't matter if I don't admit it."

There was another silence. .

“Mr. Montagne?” Anna whispered.

“en?”

“Let’s get married.” Anna's voice was faint, as if she was saying an insignificant little thing.

"Okay." Winters agreed without hesitation, and asked with a smile, "I'm going to find Father Kaman now and ask him to witness the marriage?"

On winter nights, Only the fireplace radiated weak heat.

After a long silence, Anna, who was holding Winters, let out an inaudible sigh: "Forget it, I don't even have a ring, it's too cheap for you."

Winters sniffed Sniffing Anna's long hair, she murmured like a self-judgment, "Yeah, it's too cheap for me."

After an unknown amount of time, Anna was sent back to her room by Winters.

The next day, Anna, who woke up in her own bed, learned that Winters · Montagne had left Gervodin, leaving only a letter for her.

…

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West of the Big Horn, wasteland.

There is no snow in wasteland, but the dead grass is covered with frost.

A very small convoy drove on wasteland, and the riders who escorted the convoy were all fully armed. But there was no flag, and the carriage didn't have any emblem of identity.

"Brother." A young man with a still immature face in the rider asked worriedly: "You just leave like this, is it really okay?"

"Go?" A piece of clothing The tightly wrapped man leaned on the carriage, tugged at the blanket on his body, and commented softly, "It's obviously running away."

"Yes, it's running away." Winters laughed at himself. He looked towards the man on the carriage, and in a joke, he pleaded with some seriousness: "Lieutenant Colonel, please give me a treat."

Charle did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Moritz was slightly startled, then closed his eyes and took a nap, he yawned: "It's all your own business."

"Respect the other party's choice", This statement sounds like a universal formula that can never be wrong.

But in some cases, the so-called "respect for the other's choice" is really just pushing the dilemma on the other side - Winters thought bitterly - selfish and mean, so that's who I am.

"Stay, stay in the new field of danger lurks on every side, cut off from your mother, give up everything that once belonged to you, and I can't give you anything."

These words, Winters had no way of saying them.

"Return to Hailan, wait for me, and one day I might go back alive and marry you."

Winters couldn't say these words either.

So he handed the choice to Anna—probably the most appropriate, and possibly the worst choice.

"If there really is a soul, this thing, the men and women who sacrificed know I'm feeling sorry for myself." Winters can't help thinking: "Maybe they'll regret it?"

The sound of hoofs interrupts Winters as the three riders leap the hill ahead and gallop toward the team.

Lieutenant Colonel Moritz yawned and changed to a more comfortable sleeping position.

The three cavalry ran to Winters before stopping. The first one was dressed in Palatu, and the two who followed were dressed by Heard.

The two riders dressed by Hurd rolled off the saddle, pressed their right hands to their chests and saluted respectfully, and said a series of Hurd words.

Winters greeted the interpreter.

The interpreter had a few conversations with the two Hurd riders and replied: "Your Excellency, they are saying 'Champion of Palatu, Chief Taichi sent us to guide you. Chief Taichi Wine and feasts have been prepared for you'."

Winters nodded. He didn't understand Held, but he could tell the difference between "Bathu" in the other side's mouth.

The shortest route between Tiefeng County and Chihe Department must pass through the control area of Teltown Department.

For others, plunging headlong into Terdun barbarian territory is suicidal. For Winters, though, the danger is far less.

Because the current Terden Division's territory theoretically belongs to Taichi, although Taichi also has Taichi's troubles, it is always possible to provide guides and accommodation.

At this moment, Tai Chi also needs Winters to mediate between him and the White Lion.

Winters looked at the two guides, vaguely familiar: "I think I've seen them, that pair of brothers who hunt rabbits? Mr. Translator, ask them for me if they remember me."

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Interpreting Winters' words, the young guide immediately became excited. The older guide signaled the younger brother to be quiet with his eyes, and then pulled the younger brother and gave him another salute.

"The older one said." The interpreter said with a smile: "Thank you for remembering them, they are honored."

"According to the etiquette of the Heard tribes, it should be Give them some presents—or rewards?" Winters laughed, too: "But we're so poor we can't get any gold or silver. Ciel, pick two guns for them."

Xia Er complied, and soon returned with two light matchlock guns.

The big brother among the guides respectfully took the musket. The younger brother muttered a few words in a low voice, and the big brother glared at him.

"Your Excellency," the interpreter whispered, "The little one said they don't have gunpowder lead, and you give them a musket, and they can't use it."

Winters laughed and turned away Instruct Ciel: "When the guides leave the team, get them some ammunition."

The two guides returned to their horses, and while they were talking, the interpreter relayed: "The older one says, go ahead. After walking the distance of an ox, three families have set up felt tents and can spend the night there."

"Okay, let them lead the way."

The fleet of short stops Start anew and head towards the boundless wilderness.

I don't know if I climbed a few more hills, and Lieutenant Colonel Moritz also took a nap from sitting, gradually turned into a nap on the back, and finally turned into a big sleep lying down.

Just as Winters wondered how the lieutenant colonel fell asleep in such a bumpy environment, Moritz instantly tensed up like a awakened wild cat.

“What?” Winters asked.

Moritz, frowned, said slowly, "Someone's following."

Winters listened, and it took a while to discern the subtle hooves.

The sound of the hooves is getting closer and clearer, sooner. Another silhouette of three riders appeared on the horizon behind them.

Seeing the leading riders wearing cultivator robes, Winters frowned: "Carman?"

"Father Carman?" Charles was surprised: "What is he doing? "

Winters couldn't be sure that the other party was Kaman either, he waved his hand: "Alert." The gunguard started to reload the pistol.

The straight-line distance between the two hills was less than two kilometers, and the three riders behind quickly caught up.

Father Kaman's indifferent voice arrived before anyone else: "Why are you making such a big battle?"

"Remove the alert." Winters reluctantly ordered.

The loaded riders fired their guns into the sky. The thunderous sound of gunfire echoed in the wilderness, startling flocks of birds.

Winters dismounted to greet Kaman, with open arms, intending to give Kaman a warm Veneta hug: "I've only been gone for a day, and you miss me?"

Kaman lightly snorted: "It's so unfortunate that who let you go, someone came back after just one day of walking."

Winters then noticed the big boy behind Kaman, who was smirking-Washika .

"Vassya!" Winters couldn't believe it, he grabbed Vashka's shoulder: "Where's Pierre? Where's old Mr. Mitchell? And your father, Berian...they're back too Is it?"

Washka's shoulder hurt by Winters' grip, he contorts one's face in agony and replied: "Hundred-Men Commander, this is a long story..."

"It's okay, speak slowly." Winters dragged Vasya towards the convoy.

Kaman lightly coughed: "Wait a minute, and..."

Before he finished speaking, Winters had already received a fiercely blow on the back, making him breathe. stagnant.

Before it was too late to think about where the attack was coming from, instinct had already made Winters fight back.

He entered a spellcasting state in an instant, subconsciously ripping apart everything behind him with violent magic. But in the process of turning around, he saw the most terrifying scene out of the corner of his eye.

How about magic?
Winters desperately tried to exit the spellcasting state, and a sudden, severe dizziness and stinging pain nearly knocked him out - but this [stun and stinging] was subtly different from the [phantom pain] familiar to Winters.

Under Kaman's gaze—in full view, to be precise—Winterers was shoved to the ground.

"You dare to run away again." A golden sword full of nouveau riches pressed against Winters' throat, Anna took off her hood, gnashing teeth said, "I'll kill you. You, then commit suicide."

[I've been a little busy lately...but not a reason...to make up the difference over the weekend]
[In order to prevent controversy, the author would like to add a clarification]
[ Catherine's remarks represent the views of Catherine and do not necessarily reflect the views of the author. And Catherine's point of view is limited by the background of the times, there must be limitations]
[It is safe to say that the history of free love is longer than that of arranged marriage (primordial society is better). But arranged marriages persisted into the twentieth century—both East and West]
[During the historical period in which Winters lived, the view that 'marriage was a contract of property, power, and fertility' was more generally accepted. ]
[Of course, even in Winters' era, there must have been free love. "Romeo and Juliet" can be staged in the late sixteenth century, which means that there must be free love and marriage in the same era]
[After all, free love belongs to the macroscopic human***, which is obviously related to the 'Renaissance' and the future' The moral pursuit of the bourgeois revolution "," Thank you "