When Duke Carr Wen walked into Jadeite Forest Castle, Edith was already waiting for him in the hall.
"My dear daughter..."
"What took you so long?" She interrupted him mercilessly. "As early as a month ago, I wrote to you to fully cooperate with the First Army in assembling and preparing for war. You must try your best to satisfy their requirements."
The duke's outstretched arms suddenly stopped in the air. "I immediately informed Earl Haier of Deepvalley Town and sent my steward to supervise this matter. Isn't this full cooperation?"
"Of course." Edith crossed her arms in front of her chest in dissatisfaction. "Your presence in the town can show the sincerity of the Northern Region. Moreover, the battle with the church is of great importance. We can't overestimate it."
"But this is Earl Haier's territory after all..."
"Come on, Father. The nobles are about to disappear. Are you still fussing about the vassal's territory? I thought you would be a little more decisive after the "rebellion" of Hawes and the Lista Family. "
Duke Carr Wen felt a little embarrassed. "I thought my daughter would at least give me a hug after not seeing me for a few months and express her longing for me, instead of talking about business before sitting down."
"Is that so?" Edith sneered. "I wonder who was the one who flew into a rage in the study and yelled that this b * stard of a daughter was simply a traitor and an ungrateful wolf cub? If I guessed correctly, you wanted to smash something at that time, but you couldn't bear to do it. "
The duke could not help but choke. "I..."
"Damn it, which bastard leaked this!"
Before he could think of how to respond, Edith had already walked over and held him in her arms. "Welcome to Deepvalley Town, Father. Is this okay? "
The resentment in his heart immediately disappeared. He touched his daughter's long green hair, and for a moment, all kinds of feelings welled up in his heart.
Although she was the daughter of the first wife, her character was very different from her biological mother, and even completely different from himself. Sometimes, even he did not understand how Edith grew up to be what she was today. She was not lacking in appearance, intelligence, or talent. If not for the fact that he could still see some traces of the first wife in her face, he would almost doubt whether Edith was his biological daughter.
But when the two of them hugged each other, the Duke felt a sense of kinship – she was still the Pearl of the Northern Region that he had raised with his own hands.
After a while, Edith pushed him away in disgust. "You smell like sweat. You'd better take a bath first. I brought some scented soap from Neverwinter. Try one. It's much more effective than the honey locust. "
"This kind of thing can wait for a while." Carr looked around. "By the way, where's Earl Haier? Why didn't he greet me in the hall? "
"I drove him back to the count's house in the suburbs."
"What?" The Duke looked at his daughter in surprise.
"He didn't take Your Majesty's decree seriously and didn't take your order seriously. If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid he would have provoked the vanguard troops." Edith shrugged. "Not everyone can see the road under their feet. Some don't even have the courage to open their eyes. I won't say another word to this kind of person. Chasing him away is the most convenient choice. "
"Will he obediently give up the castle and the town?"
"He won't, but I have the First Army." She smiled. "This army once conquered King's City in a day. What do you think a dozen Knight can do?"
He did not know if it was an illusion, but Edith had become a little different in just over two months. Her smile was more natural, not the aristocratic smile that she deliberately pretended to wear in social occasions. And her eyes were a little more at ease. Carr thought that this expression had disappeared a long time after she became an adult.
She liked her current life, he realized. At least, she was happier than when she was in the Northern Region.
This made him a little jealous and a little emotional.
Perhaps, as his daughter said, after being stripped of her aristocratic identity, she would indeed lose some of her rights, but it also unlocked the fixed shackles of the fief.
Now she was going to a broader field.
In the study of the castle, Carr drank two large cups of black tea in one gulp, let out a long breath, and then asked, "What we need to do now is to wait for His Majesty to come?"
"There's still a lot to do." Edith spread out her notebook. "Food, horses, cloth, herbs, and all the materials needed for the war have to be transported to Deepvalley Town. By the way, I received a new secret letter from His Majesty. Iron ingots and copper ingots should also be transported here, the more the better. "
"He wants to empty the entire Northern Region," the duke thought. "Do you really think His Majesty can defeat the church?"
"He may not be able to break into the Holy City of Hermes and completely uproot the church, but it's not too difficult to prevent the church from entering the kingdom under Coldwind Ridge." She paused. "What His Majesty lacks most is time."
"Time?"
"You haven't seen his factory, so it's difficult for you to understand the power of Neverwinter." Edith looked at her father. "Whether it's a Knight, a mercenary, a Judgement Army, or a fanatical believer, they're no different in front of bullets. And these amazing bullets are produced continuously in the factory like running water. Any civilian only needs to be taught for half a quarter of an hour to use firearms and bullets to kill the enemy. If they're trained for a month, they can have a soldier who can go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. And after three months, they'll be the invincible First Army. "
"What... are you trying to say?"
"The growth rate of people is far slower than that of bullets, father. It's different from swords and armors. A blacksmith and a dozen apprentices can make ten sets of armor and thirty swords in a year, but a factory can produce more than a thousand bullets a day. After a Knight armed with swords and sabers is crushed into powder, there'll be hundreds of extra bullets distributed to those who want to become a Knight. The next day, these bullets can be given to the residents and newborns in the city. After a month, the bullets produced are enough to turn this city into an empty city of the dead. "
Calvin opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
"It's normal that you don't believe it. After all, these things sound a little against common sense. But I participated in the Tooth Extraction Campaign with the First Army and saw how they dealt with the enemy with my own eyes." Edith said slowly, "So as long as the First Army holds the line, His Majesty will get the victory he wants sooner or later. Three months later, Neverwinter will be able to train an army of thousands of soldiers and the corresponding weapons, and it's not enough time for the new Judgement Army to learn how to hold a sword."
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