Pioneer Wizard's Notebook

Chapter 79 Military Conference

A new day begins, and warm sunlight streams down from the sky.

In what should have been a busy morning, the residents of Sunflower Manor unusually put down their shovels and trowels.

They hugged each other and cheered in celebration.

Even the soldiers got a temporary rest and came here to celebrate with their families.

Because they will get their own houses.

After a month and a half of hard work, the first batch of houses in the living area inside the city walls was finally completed.

The houses, built of wooden beams and concrete bricks, are neatly arranged around the central heating tower.

Simple yet solid and reliable.

In this freezing cold, nothing is more inspiring than having your own warm house to live in.

Residents and soldiers spontaneously gathered together.

They circled one of the largest heating towers, carrying prepared high-quality charcoal and jam bread inside with reverent gestures, as if making an offering.

At the very front of the crowd.

Eloryn, who used to work at the town church, is now the director of the manor hospital.

The elderly woman closed her eyes and began her prayer for the day:

"Dear God of Fire, you have descended upon this place at the will of the Son of the Sun. I dedicate this new day to you, thank you, and praise you. May your warm breeze embrace me, embrace my husband, my children, and everyone around me."

As Elorin's voice rang out, the residents and soldiers followed suit, their faces beaming with relief.

"Ouch!"

The ash-furnace rat emerged from its burrow and began to gnaw on the charcoal and bread.

Seeing the respectful looks from the humans outside, it proudly puffed out its chest.

The solar winds roared up from its tail, dispelling the surrounding chill.

Linde walked over, and upon seeing this scene, shook his head, both amused and exasperated.

This is not the first time.

Ever since the Ash Squirrel displayed the Solar Wind, the manor's heating towers have seemingly replaced the former church.

It became a place of prayer for residents and soldiers to relax and unwind.

Every morning at sunrise and every evening before sunset,

Led by Elorin, the residents would gather here to share their troubles of the day and pray for a better tomorrow.

This isn't a bad thing; residents need a place to vent their emotions.

The church can never return, and Lind will not allow the church to move in again.

The high ground of faith needs to be occupied.

Since the Ashfire Rat had completed the task on its own initiative, Lind simply acquiesced to this behavior.

Lind reached out and touched the raven on his shoulder.

The latter took flight.

The perspective shifts, and the entire manor scene comes into clear view.

Surrounded by towering city walls and golems, the houses in each area are arranged in an orderly fashion.

Linde's self-light was concentrated in the living area.

Besides the large bungalows that serve as dormitories, the first batch of houses, totaling one hundred, has been completed.

These houses will be allocated first to resident families of Spring Blossom Town, and later to artisan families.

Outside the city walls, a new outer wall is beginning to take shape.

Another hundred houses will be built inside to provide housing for other workers' families.

With the experience gained from previous work, the construction time for the new batch of houses will be significantly shortened, and it is expected to be completed within a month.

The first batch of buildings was completed, and residents and soldiers were given a half-day holiday, enjoying themselves in harmony.

The sounds of a family gathering could be heard constantly coming from inside the house.

Linde returned to his room in the manor.

They discovered that the half-werewolf girl, Heda, was perched on the window, gazing enviously outside, her furry wolf ears drooping down.

Linde came over and extended his hand.

Seeing that she didn't dodge, he stroked her wolf ears with satisfaction.

"Don't touch me like that."

Heda hummed in dissatisfaction.

Unfortunately, her swaying wolf tail betrayed her true thoughts.

She was actually quite happy to have someone by her side during this time.

After enjoying a few strokes, Heda shook her head, shook off Lind's hand, and looked curiously out the window.

"Is that also a knight from your manor? He looks so lonely."

Linde followed her gaze.

They found Huai En sitting alone on a wooden stake in the training field below, gazing at the vast white snowfield in the distance.

In that direction, is it Fengya City?

Linde realized that the White Knight was probably thinking of his daughter who was far away.

It was time to keep the promise and bring back Wayne's daughter, the little girl named Lilina.

Linde remembered his promise.

Although only half of the promised six months have passed.

But he happens to have the opportunity to go to Wind Cliff City right now, so he can bring it back along the way.

He took out a letter with the sealing wax of the Obsidian Tower printed on it.

This was sent from Blackrock City two days ago.

In his letter, Baron Falco notified the other barons in the alliance to immediately proceed to Blackrock City to attend the military council.

The purpose was still to discuss Fengya City.

The situation there changed once again, and the military alliance could no longer stand idly by.

The tone of the letter was very strong.

As it happened, Lind was also very interested in the situation in Windcliff City. After completing the arrangements at the manor, he boarded a Frostfang Wolf sled and set off.

Since he was only attending a meeting, Linde did not bring many people with him; only two soldiers accompanied him.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

After getting close to the city, Frostfang hid in the wild.

Linde strode into this coal city where the furnace never went out.

Blackstone Castle in the city center.

Led by the butler, he came here once again.

The conference hall on the first floor of the castle.

When Linde stepped inside, he found that quite a few people were already seated.

Baron Falco of the Obsidian Tower, Baron Balk of the Stag's Banner, Baron Roy of the Centaur Family, Baron Byron of the High Cliff Sword, and others.

There were eight barons present, all of whom were representatives of powerful territories who had reached the extraordinary level.

The military alliance has more than 30 members.

However, none of the ordinary barons have arrived today.

"We meet again, kid. What are you standing there for? Take your seat, the meeting is about to start."

Baron Byron, representing High Cliff Fortress, spoke first, his tone sharp and confrontational.

The baron was clearly still somewhat resentful about being asked for compensation earlier.

Linde didn't seem to mind and greeted him.

He then pushed open the chair representing the sunflower and sat down.

The other barons around him greeted him warmly.

The events that had occurred in the riverbank territory had already reached the ears of the barons.

The military alliance now welcomes this rising Sunflower Movement member.

At least until the usurpers of power in Windcliff City fall, the stronger their allies are, the better for them.

Seeing that all the members had arrived, Baron Falco, as the host and now the nominal leader of the military alliance, laughed and stood up to welcome them, announcing the official start of the military meeting.