Chapter 316 No Help

"...So, I think Anson Castle will be safe and sound. It can at least last until Winterfell!"

Mitternich shook his head and helplessly put down the letter in his hand.

"He still likes to brag. You see, wait a month, and he will be obedient when the intensity rises." Carter obviously knew this city guard quite well, and he started to sneer.

After listening to Mitternich finish reading the letter, Catherine took off her crystal glasses, leaned back in the rattan chair and pinched her nose.

In the study of the Red Castle at the headquarters of the Magdi Chamber of Commerce in Rapids City, the three people sitting there were still the three top executives of the Magdi Chamber of Commerce.

Originally, it should have been one of the four top leaders, but Sissi was left in Joan of Arc by Horn as the ambassador plenipotentiary.

The hot wind mixed with moisture from the Nauan River blew in through the arched windows, making it so hot that people could not open their eyes.

According to the structure of the Red Castle, Catherine's study on the top floor should have been as hot as a sauna.

However, at this moment in the study, although the hot wind was swirling back and forth, there was still a lingering coolness.

The source of this coolness comes from the large block of ice placed in the center of the room and the light blue iron skull standing on the ice.

Streams of cold air swirled along the eye sockets of the skull and spread out in all directions.

Opening her eyes, Catherine picked up a handkerchief and wiped her glasses: "How long do you think he can last?"

"Three weeks." Mitnich answered immediately.

Carter thought for a few seconds and said, "I think four to six weeks is the limit. By then, even if we don't give the order, they will escape by boat."

"Do we need to ask for help from the Salvation Army in Jeanne d'Arc?" Catherine asked with burning eyes.

"Ask for help from Castle Jeanne? I don't think that's necessary." Carter rubbed his temple. "It hasn't come to that yet."

"why?"

"We haven't officially engaged the Imperial Order Company yet, and we have enough troops and supplies.

If they rush over here rashly, it will only add pressure to the logistics and make the rice crackers more expensive.

Besides, when we asked them to come over, they refused, saying that the casualties were too heavy, and they also detained Xixi.

Now that the road checkpoints are blocked, where can they get here?"

Catherine could understand Carter's little complaints.

When he invited Horn to Rapids City to discuss major issues, he was prepared to bow to Horn and resolve the past grudges.

Gifts, a new book of alliance, and a banquet were all prepared.

But at the last minute Horn said he had to suppress the bandits and would not come.

He was indeed very busy, but in Carter's view, it was just a waste of time.

In addition, after Andal came back, he spread the word that the Savior Army was unreasonable and incompetent, and that Horn was arrogant and cold-blooded.

For various reasons, the Black Knights, from top to bottom, don't like the Saviors.

Coupled with the previous grudge, Carter was feeling angry.

If you don't like me, I won't like you either!
He insisted on fighting a good battle to show Horn that he was not the only one who could defeat the Command Company!

"Mitternich, what do you think?" Catherine turned her eyes to Mitternich.

Mitternich withdrew his face from the frost-spraying skull and stood up. "I have no problem with this, but the citizens may not like it."

Carter then said, "If nothing else, the fake pope's crackdown on usury is quite to my taste."

Catherine put her glasses back on and lowered her head to sort out the letters and notes in her hands.

As the city with the largest number of wealthy businessmen in the Thousand Valley, the citizens are quite terrified of Horn's actions.

Horn hanged wealthy citizens for two main reasons: "helping the devil" and "hoarding."

These two things must have been done by any wealthy businessman to some extent. They always had to deal with nobles and engage in reselling. He also banned usury, so how could the moneylenders survive?

"Can we survive the attack from the Knights of the Orb on our own?" Catherine sat up straight and asked the two leaders.

Carter and Mitternich looked at each other, and it was Mitternich who spoke first: "At present, the number of our red dragon breath and green dragon breath is basically enough.

Including the Black Snake Bay mercenaries and the Lower Rivershire Kush Knights, there were 6000 men.

We also have the Black Snake Bay's 100-man mage group. With them, we can still fight a defensive counterattack."

Carter then added: "In early August, the second batch of secret party coalition forces from Black Snake Bay will arrive. As long as Hasuta launches an attack, everything will be fine."

"Ansenburg can hold them off for a month, and the small castles along the way can probably hold them off for two weeks. Can't we hold out for a month on our own?" Mitternich said with a smile.

Catherine wiped the sweat from her chest with a handkerchief. She seemed to have remembered something that was giving her a headache. She rubbed her temple and asked:
"Have the wizards in Black Snake Bay been behaving well lately?"

"Why should we be quiet?" Carter complained immediately, "These people are too noisy."

It is a fact that the wizards of Black Snake Bay are making a fuss.

As the sheriff, Carter has received several reports of magical crimes committed by the wizards of Black Snake Bay in recent days.

On their first day, they urinated in front of the night guards on the main street where urinating and defecating were prohibited.

After being warned, they fought with the guards while urinating, won the fight, and left.

They were arrested and imprisoned, and after doing three days of hard labor, when they were released and passed by the church, they glued two grape seeds on the chest of the statue of the Holy Lord and drew the outline of it with pink paint.

If you say they are bad, they carry food and dinars every day to provide relief to refugee workers.

To say the best about them was that the food and dinars they gave away were all looted.

Every day, almost every day, seven or eight small shop owners and craftsmen came to the door with bruised faces and noses.

"Black Snake Bay people, this is it." Mittenyi touched the frost skull helplessly, "Whether it's green dragon breath or red dragon breath, they are indispensable for either. Apart from keeping an eye on them, I really can't think of any other way."

"Anyway, they admitted their guilt and accepted the punishment, and didn't do anything too outrageous." Catherine sighed, "So we have decided not to ask for help now, right?"

"At present, peasant rebels in various places are holding the banner of Shengsun. If we let them come to rescue us, will we still have a say? By then, they will only know Shengsun, not you."

Mitternich's voice was not loud, but it was the final word.

After thinking for a moment, Catherine decided to handle it on her own first.

It doesn't necessarily take the Savior Army to defeat the Order Company, right?

Catherine was vaguely worried. There were still many extraordinary knights in Langsander County, and the Savior Army's rear was already unstable.

If I invite them here, it would be a waste of time and effort to lose the Fort Joan of Arc that I had captured.

"Are there any signs of a counterattack from the Ibe Knights?"

"The five of us astrologers have performed divination on Jinhe Township and Jeanne d'Arc Castle. Jinhe Township is shielded by the cross of the church, but Jeanne d'Arc Castle is the reversed Grim Reaper."

"so?"

“So I think that as long as they don’t act recklessly, they can still withstand the attack of Knight Ibe, and maybe even push back a few miles.”

"Okay then." Catherine nodded, "That's settled, we'll handle this attack ourselves.

As for Fort Jeanne, let's send some breastplates and alchemical weapons..."

"Hey!" Mitternich's eyes suddenly lit up, "Hasn't Jeanne d'Arc always said they were short of wizards?
We have a few troublemakers in prison, why not send them there?"

"Won't it affect the production of dragon breath?"

"It's just a few people, it's no big deal."

(End of this chapter)