2m individual intentions

On January 28, 1806, the bad news reached Fengxing Town again.

"The second village has also been captured, and now the Imperial Army is urgently evacuating the last village." At noon, the Viscount announces his news to the group, and in the council chamber, Milo, Nightsparrow, Snow Dog, Parrett, and several of the captains of the guard are listening to the Viscount's briefing on the current situation.

"Casualties?" Nightfinch asked.

"Same as last time. There were no bodies, and the whole village was missing. ”

A chill drifted into the chamber, and everyone's backs felt cold. No corpses? Was it kidnapped? Or did you join the army of Shaling? The terrifying speculation sent shivers down everyone's shoulders.

"And what are the plans and countermeasures of the Splett army?" Parrett asked.

The Viscount looked at the ceiling with his eyes and shook his head, saying, "The army is obviously respectful of Sha Ling, and they don't seem to have any intention of taking the initiative. There is no way to deal with Sha Ling, the army does not dare to rush out, this time it is not like dealing with the giant spirit, the enemy is in the shadows. And one of the most important reasons—"

"Sha Ling's goal is here." This was said by Milo, and as soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the council chamber looked at him.

"That's exactly the case from the current situation." The viscount continued, "Every night, the area of the sandstorm expands towards us, not in any other direction at all. As a result, the Sand Spirit Crisis did not attract much attention in the Spright Empire, and there were not too many rumors within the Empire, and people paid more attention to the war in the south, believing that the desperate desert side might just be the destruction of the United Kingdom. ”

"Where's Kelan? Didn't she take someone to check on the sandstorm? Nightfinch asked.

"No news has been heard yet."

The crowd fell silent.

After a long time, the viscount broke the silence: "At this rate, about the beginning of March, the sandstorm will expand to us. Be prepared, we have guards, recruit some militia, prepare for defense, and at least don't worry the townspeople. ”

"How to deal with it?" The snow dog gestured.

"Wait for Kolan or someone to help us find a way," said the Viscount with a hint of despair, but quickly reassured everyone, "Alas, the worst outcome is the relocation of Fengxing Town, so don't be too pessimistic. ”

The discussion was over, and everyone returned to their respective jobs.

"Milo, come on." The Viscount stopped Milo in time and handed him a slender burden, "Someone asked me to pass this on to you, I heard that you made it specially for Erin." ”

Milo turned out to be burdened, and he knew what was inside when he checked it. The Viscount gave a few more words of his plan, hoping that he would convey it to Erin.

"Make it clear to her, I hope she agrees, and don't force her if she doesn't agree." The viscount instructed him.

……

When it was time for lunch, Melo took the slender baggage handed over by the viscount to the town guard's dining room, where Erin worked as a cook, and when she wasn't cooking, she assisted the musketeers of the guard in maintaining their guns—a new job she loved and was relieved that no agent would risk coming to the place where the guards were concentrated to make secret arrests.

Erin had finished her lunch and saw that Milo was coming to look for her, and happily went to look for him.

"What's that? Milo. She was intrigued to see the slender burden in Milo's hand, because she could probably guess what the shape meant.

"Surprise for you! But let's find a place to eat first. ”

"Huh? I still have time to do it. What, what do you want to treat me to dinner? Erin quipped.

The two walked hand in hand to an Aubei-style restaurant in the middle of town and feasted on it.

After the meal, Erin looked around and said, "You see, there are significantly fewer guests. ”

"Well, the rumors of Shaling have made everyone uneasy, and there are fewer and fewer caravans coming from the southwest." Melo said, with a hint of sadness in his tone. He deliberately didn't use the words "from Spellet", and he also hoped that Erin would not think of bad things.

"Is there any new movement in the Sha Ling? I see that the Viscount was worried this morning. Erin asked, feeling the unease of many people in the town.

"Two villages have been captured by Shaling." Melo told the truth, there was no need to hide it from her.

Erin clasped her hands together and bowed her head in prayer, "God of All Origins, please bless the souls of the deceased to return to their origins...... Will we be affected here? ”

"Well, the nighttime sandstorm is heading towards us, and we'll see it by the end of next month."

"Are you afraid? Milo. Erin asked, placing her hand on Milo's hand.

"Don't be afraid, Viscount Li is fully prepared, and Kelan is also investigating, and he will always find a way." The two men clasped hands together.

"Well, you're not afraid, and I'm not afraid." Erin said optimistically, pulling a letter out of her pocket, "You see, my parents have sent me a letter, a merchant brought me flowers, and they understand the flowers I asked someone to give them. ”

"Great, what did Uncle and Aunt say?" Milo also perked up a little, the topic just now was too heavy.

Erin did not open the letter, but recounted the contents from memory: "They said that everything was fine at home, and that your father was in good health and in good spirits......

"My father?" Milo interrupted her suspiciously.

"yes!" Erin shook her head and said, "I know you listened to me and sent a letter to my uncle, and my parents said it all in the letter. ”

"Why do uncles and aunts know about this?" Milo smiled helplessly and said.

Erin said proudly: "Oh, my uncle went to my house the night he received the letter, and the letter said that my uncle was very happy, and my son actually admitted the wrong ......"

"Ahh......hh

"That'...... What else does the letter say? Melo then asked, "Don't say anything about my mistake!" ”

"Haha...... The rest of the matter is nothing special, they have heard about our experience in the Dragon's Empire, although it is only a rumor, but they are also sweating for our thrilling escape. If my parents knew about our relationship, what would they think? ”

"I can't really guess it, but my father will be supportive, and he said he would be happy if I was with you...... Oops, that's a leak. Milo suddenly covered her mouth, as if revealing something big.

"This ...... Why does my uncle think that...... We were kids...... Uncle thinks really far. Erin blushed and muttered.

"Because you were very beautiful when you were young, my father must have taken a fancy to this."

"Hmph, flamboyant." Erin said happily.

……

In the afternoon, instead of returning to their respective posts, the two went to Irene's room in the fortress. After the "Cake Incident", Melo became a regular visitor to this room, but the two were only able to chat in the room, and the two sometimes behaved more respectful of each other like brother and sister.

"What the hell is the surprise?" Erin pointed to the slender baggage on Milo's body.

Mello slowly put the burden on the table and said, "The last time Captain Alan came, he said that he knew some people from the Sprelet Arsenal, so I asked him to ask him about the 'bolted arquebus' you used......"

Erin almost interrupted him because there was such a thing as a "bolt-activated arquebus", but she held back.

"It turned out that he said he could steal a handful for experimentation, as long as the price was right...... Hey, don't be in such a hurry......"

Erin only heard half of it, and she couldn't wait to grab the burden and start to open it, so scared that Milo didn't know how to do it. When the bag was opened, the contents were revealed—a brand-new bolt-action rifle, identical to the one Erin had used in Anseson, and a small cloth bag containing magazines and bullets.

Erin bit her lip vigorously, panting for breath, staring intently at the "surprise" in front of her, one hand on her chest, falling with her breath, and the other slowly approaching the musket as if it was still in disbelief. When her hand made contact with the musket and confirmed that it was not an illusion, she could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart, and suddenly put her arms around Milo's neck and shouted excitedly: "Thank you, thank you!" I'm so happy......"

Mello was at a loss for a moment, and although he felt breathless as he was hugged, he still felt a breath of joy and happiness from the jumping Irene.

When Erin calmed down, she quickly picked up the musket on the table and began to adjust it repeatedly, and her quick and skillful movements made Milo's eyes unable to keep up.

"Help me press a few magazines." Erin said to Milo, but her attention was still on the musket, and the crisp sound of metal parts clashing with the nimble of her fingers.

Milo understood what "magazine pressing" meant, and clumsily picked up a few bullets and empty magazines, and laboriously pressed them in, until Erin adjusted the musket, and he only pressed three bullets. Irene didn't blame or complain, and began to press the magazines together, and by the time Milo finally struggled to press five sets of magazines, Erin had already pressed twenty sets.

"You're too fast!" Milo looked at his slightly swollen fingers and said he was a little overwhelmed.

"Practice makes perfect, and the more you practice, the faster you will improve, and you see that you are also starting to become proficient." Erin reassured.

"By the way, I want to discuss something with you." Milo took over, "Sha Ling is already coming to us, Viscount Li wants to expand the size of the guard, decided to form a musket detachment of about 100 people, and decided to let you be their instructor, because you have talent and experience in this area......"

"Haha...... Where, I'm still far away. Erin said modestly, her cheeks flushed.

"So I'd like to ask for your opinion as well, whether you've decided to take it or ......," Mello asked with a slight hesitation, his eyes expecting Erin's response.

"No problem, I'll do it." Erin responds decisively, and another bullet is pressed into the magazine.

"It's—so simple." Although the answer was expected, Milo still felt that Erin was a little too decisive.

"Since you asked for advice, of course I agreed."

"Okay, then you can train the militia in the town then, and leave the confrontation with Sha Ling to us."

"No, if you want to face to face, I'm going to go too!" Erin pressed a magazine hard and placed it on the table.

"But the danger is unknown, let's go and find a way to deal with Sha Ling first, and then you ......" Milo still tried to persuade, he regretted saying that he was going to confront it head-on.

"No, I'll follow." Erin picked up a magazine again, a few bullets, and prepared to reload.

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"Because I love you!"

- The bullet is stuck.