The ship whistled and slowly left Shallow Bay.
Joan stood at the stern and reluctantly said goodbye to her expedition companions. After spending a winter together, her relationship with the witches had improved greatly. Perhaps it was because she had not experienced the feeling of being cared for and missed for a long time, so the hard-won friendship was particularly strong.
The phrase "See you again" that she repeated over and over again was what she had learned before she left. It was the phrase she had learned before she left.
Lightning looked quite lonely. She stared blankly at the stern of the ship, which made Roland want to tell her several times that Thunder was on the ship. But when he thought of Roland's entrustment, he finally suppressed the thought.
Maggie covered her mouth, her shoulders trembling and her eyes watery. She could not say goodbye for a long time, probably because she was afraid that she would cry if she opened her mouth.
Lorgar was the calmest. She hugged Maggie with her tail, held Lightning with one hand, and waved to Joan with the other. Death was a common thing for Mojins, and she had long been used to this kind of farewell.
In Roland's eyes, she was no longer the solitary Princess of the Wildflame clan when she first came to Neverwinter. At this moment, there was no doubt that she had changed, even though she had not noticed it herself.
This was also one of the reasons why Roland did not tell her.
With such a group of friends, he believed that sooner or later, Lightning would return to her former energetic self.
The sisters who had been separated for the time being would eventually be reunited.
...
The day after Thunder left, Roland announced through Graycastle Weekly that the new king's city would hold the first National Sports Meet.
There was only one event, and that was long-distance running.
The race would start from the main city of Neverwinter or the Longsong area, and the finishing point would be at the center of Kingdom Avenue. The total distance was 28 kilometers. The top 10 would be awarded 100 to 10 Golden Dragon, and the champion would also be awarded a commemorative badge by the king.
This news instantly caused a sensation in the entire Western Region!
For a time, everyone on the streets and alleys was asking about the rules of the Sports Meet. The momentum was no less than the release of the magic movie.
With a down payment of 100 Golden Dragon Stones, one could buy a house with water, heat, and electricity in the residential area closest to the Castle District. Apart from the local residents who had migrated the earliest, this was also the goal of most people in Neverwinter.
Although the new King's City did not have the traditional separation of the inner and outer city, and there were no walls between the various districts, people still hoped to be closer to His Majesty the King.
In the past, this goal would take more than half of a lifetime to achieve, but now it was possible to achieve it in one go!
This was different from the Outstanding Contribution Award and the War Hero Award. The former were awarded to the masters of the industry. Even if they did not rely on the Golden Dragon Award, they would not be troubled by money. The latter required one to risk one's life. Courage and luck were indispensable. But what about the Sports Meet?
He just needed to know how to run!
Who doesn't have two legs?
In the eyes of the crowd, this was another proof of His Majesty's concern for the people and his benevolence.
What made many people even happier was that the previous generous policies were only available to official residents. This time, it was for "all the people", just like the headline of the weekly newspaper.
Not to mention the people of Neverwinter, even businessmen from other cities could participate in the Sports Meet.
It was not surprising that this novel activity could have such a great impact.
Of course, what Roland wanted to do was not just to enjoy a race and see who ran faster. The Sports Meet itself could strengthen unity and encourage people to challenge themselves and work hard. As the aftermath of the Victory Day celebration and the horn before the start of the war, there was nothing more inspiring than a Sports Meet.
In addition, he had a small plan.
That was to publicize the comeback of the bicycle.
As a failure of the early policy, he had always been somewhat resentful — the proud invention of the King of Graycastle, the appearance of Barov's friendship advertisement, and the posters that were hung all over the square. In the end, only about 200 bicycles had been produced, and it had failed miserably due to lack of productivity. Not only had the factory been turned into a steam engine assembly plant, but half of the finished products had also been given to the workers as remuneration.
Not only did he fail to realize the scene where everyone rode bicycles to and fro the various urban areas, but he had also lost a lot of resources because of his poor planning. For example, the special machinery for the production of bicycle parts had all been sent back to the furnace to be rebuilt. The remaining half of the bicycles were too small to be delivered to the First Army and were all sealed in the warehouse.
It could be said that among the many projects he had arranged, this was the only one that did not bring any benefits.
Of course, he had to find a way to erase this black spot.
Today's situation in the city was completely different from that of two or three years ago — the crazy expansion had brought about a sharp increase in the urban area. The newly built residential areas were lined up along Kingdom Avenue, farther and farther away from the factories, docks, mines, and other major work sites. Walking had become a time-consuming and laborious task. The improvement of the city streets also allowed more places for cyclists to reach easily.
Secondly, Neverwinter's productivity had also been greatly improved. Coupled with the application of the rubber worms and the new machine tools, the witches could be eliminated from the beginning, and the existing projects would not be affected.
Now was the best time to introduce the bicycle.
As long as the Second Army rode the bicycle along with the long-distance running team and acted as guides and rescuers, everyone would naturally find the advantages of this means of transportation.
In this way, the biggest mistake he had made since he was in power would no longer exist.
Roland thought confidently.
…
"Oh? Is this the great chief's city? " Guelz Burnfire walked out of the cabin and rubbed his cheeks. "This stone boat is strong, but it's too noisy. I'm afraid my ears will be deafened if I stay here for another two or three days. "
"Father, are you really not going to cover up your tattoos and change into a set of northern clothes?" Rohan followed closely behind him and said, "Those people on the dock... are all looking at us."
"It doesn't matter. It's enough for them to stare."
"But..."
"Are you worried about being discriminated against?" Guelz glanced at him. "If even the passersby of Mojin can't stand it, what kind of life is my daughter living? The great chief said that in his territory, everyone should be treated equally. I'd like to see if he's lying to the Three Gods. "
At the mention of Lorgar Burnfire, Rohan shut up and no longer tried to persuade him.
The chief secretly shook his head. It seemed that his sister, who was so powerful, was still a knot in Guelz's heart.
Guelz did not rush here from the Port of Clearwater on a whim. The war of revenge, which had lasted for two months, had finally come to an end. Under the command of Brian, the Sand Nation, who advocated the relocation of the small oasis, had won the final victory. The masterminds of the Silver Stream massacre, the Wildwave clan and the Cut Bone clan, had been wiped out. The six clans system of Iron Sand City had since become history.
He was here to report the news on behalf of Brian.
This kind of thing did not need to be done by the chief himself. However, because of the war, the Wildflame clan had missed the great chief's coronation ceremony. Therefore, it was natural that he would be the one to deliver the news as a belated congratulatory gift to show his sincerity.
Guelz was also very concerned about how Lorgar was doing.
She would never write her difficulties in a letter. Some things were better to see with her own eyes.
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