When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#695 - The Thousand River Valley is full of vitality and everything is flourishing

Sitting in the carriage under the setting sun, Horn swayed back and forth as he read the documents in his hand.

Although he had obtained a great deal of information about Seraph Leaf, there was surprisingly no information about the Star-Forged Gear or the Aether Spire.

He asked that Akatran to meet with the higher-ups of the Order of the Scale, hoping to exchange more information and related technologies in order to find clues, for which he paid half a tube of blood.

But it will probably take a long time to get information and documents from them.

Currently, the only clue left is that Master Cynthia.

But she's gone mad and doesn't know where she's run off to. How can I find her?

Closing the file, Horn reached out and rubbed his forehead, he could only wait until he arrived in Sky Maiden City to ask Ottadira if she had any clues.

Two days later, except for the troops stationed at Sola Fortress and Dragonfly Port, thousands of Guard Monks and Divine Punishment Monks marched in goose steps into Sky Maiden City amidst the rustling dust of the portico.

When they saw those neat and high-spirited faces, the residents of the city threw out a sky full of purple-blue and pink petals to pay tribute.

The Falcon Cannons shot confetti into the sky, and the screams and roars changed the faces of the wizard councilors and prisoners of war who had seen it before.

They had witnessed firsthand how the Savior Army fought.

Clockwork cannons spewed meteorites, collapsing the walls of the old era, and those kite shields and flame swords could not stop the alternating advance of spears and holy guns.

Countless brave and valiant warriors and knights were pierced through their armor and flesh by lead bullets before they could even get close to these war monks in black and gray clothes.

The era of swords and shields is over, now is the era of guns and cannons!

The crowd standing on the city walls and terraces focused their eyes on the chariot that rolled over the petals.

Surrounded by countless soldiers, Horn, who had put on a golden olive branch crown, stood on a bronze chariot in the ancient Elven style and waved to the people on both sides.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door, Melia lowered the newspaper in her hand, revealing half of her fair, youthful face, which was no different from her mother's eyebrows and eyes.

The wooden door slowly opened, and in the dim light, Horn, with his collar open, walked into the room. Seeing Melia, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

"The founding of the Black Serpent Bay is a major event. As a member of the Holy Axis Federation, how can I not come?" Melia stuck out her tongue. "I used to come to Black Serpent Bay every year to spend the winter when I was a child. I'm much more familiar with Sky Maiden City and Long堤 City than you are."

"Has the time for the first Wizard Congress of the Black Serpent Bay Federation been determined?" Horn picked up a bone china teacup, poured a cup of black tea, and sat opposite Melia.

Melia put down the newspaper and placed her hands elegantly on her knees: "It's scheduled for May 15th, which is three days from now."

The so-called first Wizard Congress of the Black Serpent Bay Federation is essentially the same as the constitutional conference of Thousand River Valley back then.

Even the 《Black Serpent Bay Joint Declaration》 was adapted from the 《Thousand River Valley Charter of Freedom》.

According to the current situation, the Northern County has 1.04 million people and 52 seats, the Central County has 920,000 people and 46 seats, the Southern County has 1.06 million people and 53 seats, and the Eastern County and Western County each have 10 honorary seats.

After all, one of these two places is still controlled by the church, and the other is a wild land, and it is impossible to organize a parliament, so it can only be abandoned.

So this time a total of 171 congressmen came to participate, gathering 13 witches including Melia, Jeanne and Horn.

Although Athena of Essena and Veronica of the Tarot Society hold quite fierce opposition to Horn's customs union, they still actively participated in this conference.

On the contrary, the witch Miria of the Golden Cross firmly refused to participate, but it just so happened that another witch joined under the persuasion of Ottadira, and the total number remained unchanged from before the war.

This conference not only attracted the attention of a large number of autonomous settlements and secluded secret parties, but also attracted many people from Thousand River Valley to come and observe the ceremony.

Although it is joining the Holy Axis, it can basically be determined that the Black Serpent Bay, which has been fighting on its own for many years, will finally establish a country in the near future.

Thousand River Valley and Black Serpent Bay, the two front lines of resistance against the church, are now going to unite.

Most importantly, the borders between the two sides are open, and people from Black Serpent Bay and Thousand River Valley can move freely. Cheap food and daily necessities will continuously enter Black Serpent Bay along the Ibe River.

The good days are yet to come!

Scanning the latest Truth Daily, Horn glanced at the main headline above: "How is the situation in Thousand River Valley during this period?"

"You still remember?" Melia's words even carried a hint of coquettishness, "I thought you had forgotten our Thousand River Valley."

While Horn was stirring up trouble in Black Serpent Bay, Thousand River Valley was not idle either.

In late January, all four Plain Counties completed the Hundred Household District Reform. Although many turbulent events occurred during the period, they were all bloodily suppressed by Melia.

From February to May, the North Mande County and the Norse County successively underwent the Hundred Household District Reform and began piloting the Enrico crop rotation system.

A large number of nobles no longer needed to guard and suppress the civilians, and they all gathered around the county governance.

They were unwilling to live in dirty cities, so they basically lived in the countryside outside the city, causing land prices to soar near Summergreen City, Rapid River City, and Jeanneburg.

In addition, due to various bans and preferential treatment for industry and commerce, these nobles began to invest their spare money in shops and workshops.

Those who pursued profits would basically choose to invest in building their own workshops and shops, while those who sought stability would generally buy bonds and stocks.

The consequence was that the commerce of Thousand River Valley, which had rapidly withered during the war and blockade, was recovering at an unimaginable speed.

Especially after the densely packed tax checkpoints on the rivers were dismantled, the efficiency and conditions of water transportation were improved more than a little bit compared to before. The orders for merchant ships and barges in Little Pond City were scheduled for next year.

Wool from the Shattered Stone Plain flowed down the river with iron ingots from North Mande County. The wool was turned into spun yarn in South Mande County and entered Autumn Dusk Island, while the iron ingots were turned into Orichalcum and rails.

These spun yarns continued to be processed in the textile mills of Autumn Dusk Island, turning into rolls of woolen cloth, and then continued south into Jeanneburg, either directly transported away with Jeanneburg paper, or processed into clothes in local garment workshops before being transported away.

Along with the clothes and paper scattered throughout Thousand River Valley, there were not only gold pounds, but also a large number of Saint Daoist monks.

During the Great Debate in winter, the natural theological theory jointly proposed by Horn and Shiloh gradually gained a firm foothold among the monastic community.

Surrounding several missionary centers, fanatical monks burned through most of the plains like wildfire plus a sirocco.

Although the effect is not yet very visible, at least incidents similar to the Mason Diocese hardly ever occur anymore.

The 《Truth Daily》 quoted an ancient Elven proverb to describe this as "a scene of vigorous vitality, where all things compete to grow."

Even Horn himself was a little surprised. It must be said that after being suppressed by the church and the supernatural for too long, the burst of motivation and efficiency was much higher than he had imagined.