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Theo had been staying in the hotel in the Inner City these days, anxiously waiting for Border Town's reply.
The towering Inner City walls divided King's City into two different worlds, and the entry and exit were strictly controlled. Whether it was a noble or a wealthy merchant, they had to go through a comprehensive examination in a small room at the entrance. Once there were signs of illness, such as fever, flushing, or black spots, they would not be allowed to enter. After leaving the Inner City, they had to rush back in the evening of the same day, otherwise once the sun went down and the city gates were closed, they would have to spend the night outside.
But this still couldn't stop the spread of the demonic plague, yesterday he had already heard rumors that there were nobles in the Inner City that had been infected. If not for the Church finally releasing the first batch of Holy Medicines, perhaps the nobles would have already evacuated King's City.
Six days after the letter was sent, the news finally came from Margaery's Chamber of Commerce. He hurriedly rushed to the appointed place, a tailor's shop, and was then led to the basement by the clerk, where the owner of the Chamber of Commerce had already been waiting for a long time.
He saw Margaery sitting at a low table, on the table was a basin of ice water, which was constantly emitting bursts of cold air. Theo, covered in sweat, walked over to her and sat cross-legged, suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing on his face, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.
"His Royal Highness asked me to give you a letter," she handed him a folded sheepskin envelope, the seal seemed to be intact.
Theo couldn't wait to open it, and took out the letter, which briefly explained the action plan, the news of the departure of the First Army, as well as the tasks he needed to complete. After carefully reading it, he quietly put the letter into his bosom and looked at Margaery, "Did His Royal Highness ask you for anything?"
"No, he just sent a messenger to deliver this letter, of course, the express delivery of the message needs to be charged, I have already put it on the account."
"Ahem, it's like this," Theo cleared his throat, "His Royal Highness needs to transport all the fugitives back to the Western Territory in a very short time, so he hopes that you can provide a large number of ships for continuous transport, not just one or two fleets."
"Even if they are infected?" Margaery speculated with great interest, "I think he certainly doesn't want to turn the entire Western Territory into a land of death, so … Your Highness found a cure for the demonic plague?"
"Indeed," he nodded. "In fact, there were already patients on the first fleet, but they didn't break out at that time. They only discovered it when they arrived at the town. They are now on their way back to the capital. All the crew members are safe and sound. "
"His Highness Roland is indeed an incredible man. Even the Church couldn't come up with the antidote so quickly," Margaery exclaimed. "Then how many days does he plan to use to transport the refugees? A week? "
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"This … is impossible!" The female merchant was startled for a moment, but soon shook her head again and again, "Even if half of these people died, there would still be more than five thousand people. Transporting them in three days would mean that I would need to prepare nearly a hundred sailboats. Even if the other ships of the Chamber of Commerce were to stop for transportation, they would only be able to meet this number. But in this way, I would suffer a loss of thousands of Golden Dragon coins, and the number of customers I would lose would be even more uncountable. Even if the steam engine was free, it wouldn't be able to offset this loss. So … please forgive me for refusing. "
"If all the people were sitting on the deck, rather than lying in the cabins with the beds, the number of people a ship could carry could be doubled," Theo insisted. "If you don't pay attention to comfort, the two-masted ship used to transport ore can also be used to transport people. As long as the hatch is opened, it can carry about two hundred people at a time. Such a ship, your old friend Hogg should have many, right? "
"In Silver City, he indeed has several such large ships …" Margaery looked a little hesitant, "Moreover, according to your calculations, the number of ships can probably be reduced to about fifty. But … this is not a good deal. "
Theo also thought so, in order to have dozens of ships converge on the canal, just the dispatch and coordination would require a lot of energy, moreover, the cost of renting a ship wouldn't all fall into his own pocket, it would take a lot of time and effort, and the harvest wouldn't be much, no matter how he looked at it, it couldn't be considered a good deal. At this point, he could only use his last trick.
At the end of the letter, His Royal Highness wrote a line of small characters: If Margaery is unwilling to provide help, then tell her that Lightning has also come.
This sentence made people a little puzzled, what kind of special relationship did the female merchant have with that lively and lovely blonde girl? From their appearance, it doesn't seem like it … but His Royal Highness must have his own reasons for saying so. Thinking until here, Theo slowly opened his mouth and said, "Rushing to transport it within three days is also a last resort, what His Royal Highness is doing is equivalent to snatching food from the tiger's mouth, if we delay it for too long, the Church is likely to come knocking on our door. Moreover, Lightning is also in this team, if they were to discover the existence of a witch, it would be dangerous."
"What did you say?" Her voice suddenly rose a notch, "Lightning has also come?"
"His Royal Highness did indeed say so in the letter," Theo pretended to be an honest person, "It is probably to guide the team and provide an early warning. After all, this is the territory of the new King Timothy. "
"I see," Margaery stood up, "When do you need a ship?"
"It should be in four days, if they aren't delayed on the road."
"I will do my best to arrange it," she went to the desk and began to write rapidly, "But I have one condition, you must tell me the location of His Royal Highness's team, if they want to enter the city, I can also arrange enough rooms for them."
Well, it seems that this trick is indeed effective, "I think this is not a problem," Theo said happily, "In addition, there is one more thing I need your help with."
"Say it," Margaery sighed.
"I need a team of wagons to transport the wine barrels, the more barrels the better, but don't fill them with ale or wine, instead fill them with river water or well water." According to His Royal Highness's letter, the key person to solve the evil plague was the witch Lily, she could transform ordinary water into a cure for the disease. However, there was a serious loophole in this plan, that is, they absolutely could not let the Rats get close to the First Army camp, if they knew that there was someone in the camp who could continuously produce the "Holy Medicine", Theo dared to bet that the next day, the whole city would know about it.
"River water and well water?" She raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure?"
"Rest assured, His Royal Highness will pay for it," Theo laughed.
In order to keep it a secret and for safety reasons, the journey from the camp to King's City could only be carried by him. If it was like treating the refugees from the Eastern Region, carrying a water bag to eliminate the demonic plague, not only would it be troublesome, it would also be very inefficient. He had to find a way to bring as much purified water as possible at once.
The huge wine barrel mounted on the four-wheeled carriage was obviously a good choice. (To be continued.)
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