Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 166: A bottle of whiskey

“Hey, Claude, are you going back now?” A lieutenant standing across the street in a naval uniform with a bearded beard waved the bottle in his hand and Claude greeted him.

It was getting dark, Claude had just come out of the cramped three-story office building of the Normanly Real Estate Development Corporation, and a security guard in the company's black uniform was helping him get into a carriage on Black Majemy.

“Hello, Lieutenant Nuit, I just took an extra shift. You know, there's so much going on, and your Lord Viscount is demanding so much, and it changes so often, that it makes our design planning so difficult.” Claude shrugged and behaved helplessly: “You know, things are always getting more and more troublesome. You're not on duty tonight? Is this to see your little sweetheart Miss Minnie Les? ”

The Navy Lieutenant named Nuit was one of the heads of the Naval Base Construction Department, and his top boss was Viscount Venice, the Navy Department's chief responsible for the construction of the White Deer City base, whom Claude complained about, as he often came to the Normanly Real Estate Development Corporation to liaise and supervise community works, and Lt. Nuit and Claude were old acquaintances.

For a long time, Claude and Lieutenant Nuit had become good friends, and he knew that the 34-year-old Navy lieutenant was not a family member and had always claimed to be an infidelist, believing that the family would become his burden. But the willingness not to marry does not mean that the Navy Lieutenant is an abstinent. Instead, his favorite thing is to get grass everywhere. This, only a few months into White Deer City, he became a regular visitor to the Old Street Moon, and a young woman named Minnie Les rented a house as his love nest in White Deer City.

“Alas, damn it, I've been on the night shift for two days in a row and it's my turn to rest today. That's right, I'm looking for my little wildcat for a wonderful, passionate evening.” Lieutenant Nuit came over: "When are you going to Cafelezt County? In fact, you can join the Navy if you want, so you don't have to go to war to become a target. ”

The news that Claude had received a conscription order had already spread. Even Kevin found Claude crying the first time he heard the news, indicating that even if Claude returned with a broken arm and broken leg, she would not dislike Claude, and promised to make Claude comfortable for the rest of her life...

Claude was so angry that he almost threw her out, he couldn't think of a better place. Who would come back with a broken arm and leg? Isn't that a curse? But Claude was grateful to Caffrey for her love. She couldn't help pressing her against the wall for half a day and touching her again, which put her blush out.

It wasn't until then that Claude came back to God. Is that settled for herself and Kevin? I can only blame my old drivers for their habitual seizures. Plus, Kaifani Qingxiu is a lovely figure. After she expressed her feelings for herself, she couldn't help but hold her mouth and hands. She took advantage of her and she put her in jail...

“Join the Navy and go to sea as a cannon target, no talking.” Claude dismissed the Navy Lieutenant's offer with one mouthful of mouth: "Shots fired may still be able to save me, shells fired by the gods of war can only wish me peace. Besides, if a battleship were destroyed, a sinking would be a ship's man. I wouldn't be so stupid as a navy. ”

Anyway, the army and navy of the kingdom of Ovilas have some conflicting views and are rivals for military spending. Claude is now conscripted by the Army, which certainly doesn't give the Navy a good look, and has been ridiculed enough by officers who usually come from naval bases to oversee engineering.

“Thanks, Paul.” Claude thanked the company security guard who was helping him with his carriage and turned around and continued to say to the Lieutenant Navy: “It's only the eleventh day, and I have about ten days before I leave for Cafelezt County. At least I have to finish what I have at hand. By the way, what kind of wine are you holding? Gandhi? Only half a bottle left... My poor Lieutenant Nuit, is that what you call a night of passion for you and your little wildcat? ”

“This... hey... it was a bit expensive last month and I haven't paid a salary subsidy this month, so it's pretty good to have this bottle of Gandhi on hand. Some of my colleagues went to the infirmary to steal alcohol and water as spirits.” Instead of being ashamed of Claude's ridicule, the Navy Lieutenant was complacent that he could still afford Gandhi. Besides, he didn't have a full bottle of wine, only half of which was still shaking in front of Claude...

“So I didn't ask you to help me...” Lieutenant Nuit blushed. “Look, I'm lucky you haven't come home yet...”

“You, I knew it was no good to say hello to you and me. Come with me, I can only give you one bottle at most, I can't explain more.” Claude suddenly understood what this guy meant, shook his head helplessly and took him to the office: "Paul, help me look at the carriage, I'll be right out. ”

“Yes, Master Claude.” Corporate security answered aloud.

Claude's office has a box of good whiskey, which is a company hospitality drink, and Lieutenant Nuit always makes excuses to mix one or two glasses every time he comes to contact the business. This guy was waving half a bottle of Gandhi in front of Claude, and his eyes were on Claude's office, which is pretty obvious, bro. You're never gonna let me take this half a bottle of Gandhi.

“Get me a bottle that's unopened.” Lieutenant Nuit said.

Claude shook his head: "No, you should know that Lutheran's housekeeper is very considerate, and he comes here every day to count. I opened the bottle for you, but I only drank a little bit. It's almost as if it wasn't opened. Here, this is the bottle. Although it was opened, I only poured a little taste. Look, that's the bottleneck here a little short. ”

“Well, that's it, thanks, Brother Claude.” Lieutenant Nuit turned away satisfied with the bottle of whiskey, but he didn't see the strange look in Claude's eyes.

I took another bottle of whiskey and put it in my backpack, and Claude closed the door, left the office building, thanked the security guard, and drove a carriage to the woodland.

In the woodland cabin, my mother had already cooked dinner. But because Claude came home too late, mother, sister and brother, and little snow dog had already eaten, left a dinner on the table waiting for Claude to come back.

“In ten days you will be leaving the house...” Mother sat at the table watching Claude enjoy a large dinner and couldn't help but look away for a moment.

“Mother, it's okay, I'm just going to be trained as a sergeant, not directly to the battlefield, you don't have to worry so much. Now that the war has not broken out, or in peacetime, maybe in three years I will be in front of you in my Ensign uniform, and then I will be a royal officer.” Claude swallowed the food in his mouth and comforted his mother.

After his father died, his mother became a little sentimental even though she raised her body, worried about that worry, and sometimes suddenly thought of something to sit alone and weep. Claude was glad he brought his mother to live in the woods, otherwise she would be worse physically and mentally if she lived in that big red brick house.

“By the way, Mother, I set up an account with you at the National Bank, which is the account book, and I transferred the rent for the big red brick house. And a thousand kroner, my share dividend at Normanly Real Estate. After I leave, you'll have to take care of the rent. If you're not feeling well, you can ask Anna to find Uncle Thomas, and he promises to help. ”

Indeed, the mother's attention was drawn to the past by the accounts. She unbelievably covered her mouth: “How could there be so many dividends? Claude, you got the money, all right? ”

Claude said if I told you this dividend was actually 10,000 gold kroner, I wondered if you'd be in a coma on the spot. But he nodded with certainty: "Of course not. Relax, Mother. I won't do anything illegal, and I won't let Mrs. Maria suffer. In fact, she made more money than I know...”

“That's good,” the mother finally let go: “Lady Maria owes us a great deal of money, not only to pay off the 500 gold crown debt, but also to make you so much money. Claude, you have to remember her friendship. It's just a pity that you're leaving soon. You can't continue to work for her in her company...”

Claude shook his head with a smile, and he was grateful to Mrs. Maria, but it was never about paying her debts and making money. Had it not been for Lady Maria's guidance, he might have been a magician who knew nothing about the situation of the magicians of the mainland and kingdom. Thank you, Mrs. Maria, for her selfless instruction and for not being mean to Claude, who is forbidden.

In fact, even if Mrs. Maria gave Claude a cabin and 300 acres of mountain forest, it was just an equivalent exchange for Claude's four basic spells. It was not until Claude plotted the real estate development plan, assisted Lutheran Butler in setting up the Normanly Real Estate Development Company, circled the land, planned the design of a new community, sold it to the Navy Department as a whole, and earned Mrs. Maria huge fortunes for her, which made Mrs. Maria aware of Claude's value, offered to pay off her debt for Claude's brother, Little Book, and hoped to obtain a pardon for Claude from military service.

If Claude had not shown Mrs. Maria her talent and worth, she would never have done so much for Claude in the name of her magician status and pharmacist apprentice alone. The strongest foundation for human relationships lies in the intertwining of the interests of both parties. Mutual benefit and win-win are the best insurance against friendship.

That is also why Claude had some inconsistencies after receiving Mrs. Maria's letter. With a pardon order exempting her from military service, Mrs. Maria became Claude's guarantor in one way or another, and had Claude tied up as a civilian under the emblem of the Normanly family, Claude would naturally be treated as a member of the Normanly family, just like the Lutheran butler.

Perhaps this treatment was not sought by others, not on Mrs. Maria's thighs, but directly on the ship of the Normanly family. It's just that the pride of being a passer gives Claude a hidden sense of resistance, and crossing into this different world is not a dog's leg. Mrs. Maria is a wonderful woman, but who can guarantee that her family is as good? If Mrs. Maria's children were to cry out and drink, Claude would indeed be ashamed of herself as a passer.

Now, Felidos' conscription order to Claude spared Claude the trouble of rejecting Mrs. Maria, and after deciding to conscript, Claude was like letting go of the big stone in his heart, making it much easier for everyone. Perhaps it is time for me to go out of this town and meet the world. Joining the army is not just about serving as cannon ash. There is also a chance of success in the war.

Man, sometimes it is such a paradox that Claude believes that he, as a transgressor, should not be tied to Lady Maria's great tree to lose his personal freedom and become a minister of the Normanly family. He did not want to be conscripted by the kingdom, but also lost his freedom of life and risked his life to face the gunfire. The only difference is that he succumbed to the power of the kingdom, and perhaps his first day...