Chapter 110 How did Madeleine gain magical powers?

A hint of dark blue can be seen faintly in the gray sky, and between the gaps in the Metasequoia trees, you can see the rolling mountains behind the lake in the distance.

Behind the mountains to the east are towering mountains and snow-capped mountains, while behind the mountains to the west is a skyline whose outlines are blurred by mountain fog.

If you cross the mountains in the west, you can see the flat river bends cut into pieces by the mountains at the foot of the mountain, as well as the undulating earthen slopes and hills.

Qianhe Valley is low in the west and high in the east. The five mountainous counties are all in the northeast, and the four plain counties are all in the southwest.

A cool breeze blew in from the gaps in the tent, causing Horn to shiver.

He put on a buttoned jacket over his original clothes and even changed his feet into deerskin boots.

After crossing the stream in a sheepskin raft and arriving at this secluded path, Horn and his companions continued walking day and night for half a day until they found a valley to set up camp the next morning.

Because of this night march, nearly half of the people in the Papal States fell ill with colds, and the entire camp was filled with the smell of medicinal soup.

Fortunately, most people's illness only lasts three to five days.

As of today, the third day, there are only more than a hundred people still sick, and the food and medicine in the carts have been consumed, leaving space.

There is absolutely no problem in loading the patients into the car and moving on.

Horn was not idle during this period. As the weather turned cooler, they received a lot of animal skins, woolen cloth and fine wool from the beastmen, so they simply started making autumn and winter clothes.

Long outer coats are sewn according to five standards: extra large, large, medium, small and extra small to protect against the wind.

As for whether it fits well, just tie the belt tighter.

The original tailors were definitely not enough to make smocks for thousands of people.

So Horn left all the simple tasks such as cutting to people who were free, and the tailors only had to handle the most difficult tasks such as sewing.

With just such a small assembly line, 300 sets of smocks were produced in three days. Horn calculated that even during the march, 40 to 50 sets could be made every day.

Standing at the entrance of the camp, Horn looked around and saw hundreds of canvas tents standing in this small valley.

Soldiers in black cloaks patrolled everywhere to maintain order, and several children ran around with wooden swords and long sticks.

Jeanne sat in a thatched hut, patiently listening to several villagers who were involved in a lawsuit describing their cases, while two elders with bruised faces and noses glared at each other.

In another corner, two divisions of the Guards sat in an open space, listening to Bonard teaching them Horn's simplified French alphabet.

Flan and Laia have the same origin and use the same alphabet. Horn changed all the letters into lowercase letters that can be written in one stroke to make it easier for soldiers to learn and practice.

If there were no pursuers behind and no clear path ahead, this scene would have been a rare moment of peace.

Horn turned around, returned to his seat, and continued to correct the homework of the children's soldiers.

In a corner of the tent, Carrie frowned her beautiful eyebrows and studied the sheep bone flute in her hand carefully. She blew it a few times from time to time, but there was almost no other sound except the "chi chi" sound.

She tilted her head and looked at the sheep bone flute carefully, as if she was studying some huge problem.

I just hope she can discover the hole that Horn has blocked with paper later, so that she can at least have some peace and quiet for a while.

Horne has become more curious about Carrie's origins lately.

You know, the path they were walking on looked like it was built in the last few decades, but it probably hadn't been maintained for seven or eight years.

On this road, at least until now, Horn has not seen the so-called long-haired monsters. The most common ones are various kinds of slimes.

The number is astonishing!

Who would build a road here?

What is their purpose in building this road?

How did Carrie know this road?
With countless doubts, Horn continued to correct the homework of the child soldiers.

After several months of study, the boy soldiers were able to do simple reading, addition and subtraction within 20, and multiplication and division within 10. Horn ran away in the future. Although they could not make a living with this skill, the probability of being deceived by tax collectors, priests or lords was much lower.

A chill came over Horn, and he knew someone had entered the tent. He turned around and saw it was Madeleine.

Madeleine had just recovered from a serious illness. He had an unshaven beard and was thinner than before. At the age of thirty, his hair had already turned gray.

"Have you visited Frick and his family's graves?" Horn put down the homework of the boy soldiers and turned to face Madeleine.

Madeleine nodded in silence as she approached.

He came in front of Horn, with a faint smell of alcohol on his body. He hadn't drunk for ten years, and this was the first time.

"Your Majesty, I have already told Brother Sissi about this." Madeleine said in a low voice, "When we arrive at Chateau Jeanne d'Arc, I may want to join the Joan Party."

"It's your choice." Horn looked into Madeleine's eyes, "But don't seek revenge for the sake of revenge. Their lives have more important meanings."

"I know. I have heard your sermons." Madeleine forced a smile. "Your Majesty, do you have time to accept my confession?"

"welcome any time."

"Beep--" A series of sharp flute sounds like a knife were heard. Although it was just an ordinary flute, Carrie managed to make it sound like a magical object.

Horn and Madeleine both covered their ears.

But the continuous beeping sound did not stop until Carrie blew it to her satisfaction and blew for a full half minute.

"Papa, how do you think I play?"

Horne forced a smile and gave a thumbs up: "It's like hearing heavenly music and being temporarily deafened."

Glancing left and right, Horn picked up the clockwork frog and handed it to Madeleine, whispering, "Take this and lead Carrie away quickly, and let her go out and blow it."

Madeleine took the clockwork frog, walked forward, turned it a few times with the clockwork key, and made sure it was tightened and could not be turned any further before handing it to Carrie.

Carrie obediently took the little frog out of the tent. When Madeleine turned around, she saw Horn looking at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?" Madeleine was a little puzzled.

Horn stared at his hands: "Did you use these hands to wind the spring just now?"

"yes……"

"Did you screw it yourself?"

"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand. What are you talking about?" Madeleine was confused by Horn's attitude.

Horn took a deep breath.

You know, in order to use this clockwork frog to consume more of Carrie's energy jumping around, the clockwork is made of mountain copper-iron alloy.

Drain her magic power almost completely, so that this huge thing won't bother Horn or Jeanne at night.

Even though it is made of alloy, if it is twisted by brute force, I am afraid only a knight can twist it.

How did Madeleine twist it?

"Madeleine, how do you feel now?"

"Are you asking about my health?" Madeleine scratched her scalp. "I'm almost well now, but sometimes I still get dizzy. I felt a little dizzy just now."

Horn stood up and dragged a chair over: "Sit down first."

When they reached the door of the tent, Horn said to the guarding children, "Go, call Brother Sissi over, and ask him to bring the orichalcum rod."

"Okay, you can start confessing now." Horn dragged his chair to the opposite side of Madeleine and said with a smile, "But after confession, I have a small matter that I need your help with."

(End of this chapter)