Mystery: Mr. Witch and Ms. Hunter

Chapter 364: Origin of the Southern Continent

The northern part of Berens Harbor is a dock area with relatively good public security.

The scene here has not changed much from when Adele left two weeks ago. The dark red patterns on the four or five-meter-high trapezoidal earth and stone wall are still vivid.

Crossing the city wall, you can see the pyramid temple located in the middle of the southern area in the distance, and the chimneys of the four metallurgical plants surrounding it. The distances between them are several special numbers to prevent any abnormalities from occurring in the temple that once worshipped the god of death.

The city wall was still the same wall, but this time, there were more than twice as many guards on the battlements as usual. Several chieftains who obeyed the kingdom's orders were directing their slaves to set up old mortars on the top of the city.

However, the muzzles of these mortars were not all pointed outside the city, but a considerable number of them were aimed inside the city. This was to prevent traitors from storming the city gates in the upcoming war that might affect this area. Although it sounded incredible, it was a very common occurrence among the indigenous soldiers of the southern continent, whose fighting will was generally weak.

When the colonies of Loen and the southern continent first entered the trench warfare stage, the killing effect of both sides was very limited. As a result, there was an absurd phenomenon that in some colonial slave corps, more people were killed by military judges than died in battle.

"Has the date for the final battle been set?"

Tracy's lips moved slightly, communicating secretly with Adele beside her.

Ever since Gagran proposed that Adele had the right to decide on her own whether to join the war, Adele and Tracy were intentionally or unintentionally excluded from the seminar on the decisive battle plan, so they only have time to hang out now.

"It should be this month. I estimate that full mobilization will begin tomorrow at the latest."

Adele replied in the same whisper, a common way of communicating privately in public.

"So, what are we going to do this time?" Tracy rubbed her hands, somewhat tempted.

The harvest from the last time was really great. Although she knew that such opportunities were hard to come by due to her rich experience as a pirate, the batch of precious artworks still increased her enthusiasm for work.

"I'm afraid it's unlikely that I'll be able to continue doing some easy work."

Just by looking at Tracy's expression, Adele guessed what she was going to do and said in advance: "After all, we are external personnel transferred here temporarily. If a project is really profitable, even without making a huge profit, the military will sooner or later replace us with their own people."

"...You make sense." Tracy was a little frustrated. "Then what should we do?"

"The easiest thing is to rely on our own powerful firepower to provide fire support to the troops responsible for the assault on Aleser. All we have to do is stand on the ship, aim at the target, and use up all the shells."

Adele sighed, "This is also an excellent way to take advantage of the ironclad ship. However, it is hard to say whether those military people will let us do it so smoothly."

Adele, who was born as an assassin, had a natural aversion and alienation towards the military, which made her unimpressed by the General Staff's combat plan.

"Pay attention to the situation. If the situation is not right, no ship can outrun the Snow Wind." Adele smiled with ease. "Anyway, I am not ready to sacrifice my life to win believers for other gods."

"You're so brave to say that." Seeing Adele's obvious attitude, Tracy relaxed and a stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.

Originally, she was still worried that Adele and Gagran would make some compromises in order to reach an agreement with the military, and that such compromises would most likely involve herself, a former orthodox member of the witch sect. Now it seems that Tracy was just overthinking.

"But compared to these, I am more worried about the condition of the city."

Adele's expression was filled with deep anxiety, which was far from the clear and transparent state she had when facing William Augustus before.

"You mean... those spires?"

Tracy raised her eyebrows and followed Adele's gaze, just in time to see the four spire-shaped chimneys that were said to contain some kind of occult ritual magic knowledge.

"Yes, I have seen a mutated priest of the Death God family near here before. In the last communication before he lost his mind, he showed an extraordinary worship and attention to those spires. This is definitely not something that can be simply explained by the workers' love for the factory. It is closer to a kind of fanaticism, a fanaticism that I cannot understand."

Recalling the priest who swallowed ayahuasca, Adele's expression became complicated.

It was also from the time she met the priest that things around Adele began to change from small matters that could be solved by fighting skills, revolvers and extraordinary abilities to mysterious events. It was more difficult to recognize the problem than to solve it, which made Adele feel exhausted.

"I wanted to investigate the matter thoroughly, but the next day I received an emergency order to go to sea."

Adele spread her hands. "After I came back, I have been wanting to ask Lieutenant General White, but he has been exhausted from dealing with William Augustus, the Founder of the Nation, recently. I have tried to urge him to make progress several times, but he has no news."

At this point, Adele suddenly remembered something and asked Tracy:
"You have been to the Southern Continent several times before, so you should have a good understanding of the local customs and practices, especially the mysterious events. Do you have any reference materials?"

Tracy was stunned for a moment, but soon reacted and nodded slightly:

"If you need any other information, such as ayahuasca, I don't know much more than you do. In fact, because my mother is not a witch who is good at these unconventional black magics, my experience in similar areas is not even as good as you who was taught by Gagran."

"However, if you only want to know the history of the colonies on the southern continent, I can tell you about it. But how much useful information I can give you is up to you to judge."

Tracy glanced at Adele, and after noticing that Adele had no intention of objecting, she began to tell the story, starting from the appearance of the earliest colonists in the southern continent, and telling the story of the southern continent bit by bit.

(In the first two chapters, some book friends reported that 4,000 words in a chapter looked a bit strange, and they wanted to change it back to 2,000 words per chapter. It just so happened that the average subscription has been just like that recently, neither up nor down, so I don’t really need to use big chapters to increase the average subscription, so I changed it back to 2,000 words per chapter for a while)
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