What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

"Flan...you..."

"Humph! Later you replaced my wine with milk tea, how could I be drunk like this?" Fran's eyes showed a hint of cunning, and then she said, "I just want to find an opportunity to be alone with Sister Christina and reminisce about the past."

"You... do you still remember what happened in the past?"

"Of course I remember!" Fran said, "I was already in my teens at that time."

"I..." Christina's red lips trembled slightly, and she didn't know how to explain for a moment: "I'm sorry."

When she was a child, Christina discovered that she was different from others. She liked girls! She didn't know what to do, so she could only bury this secret deep in her heart.

But some things, the longer they are buried, the faster they will expand. After she adopted Fran, this throbbing became more and more uncontrollable, until one day...

“I’m sorry… Christina slowly lowered her head.

"What is there to apologize for?" Fran looked up at Christina's delicate face, and then said: "You have always taken good care of me, and..."

At this point, Fran paused, then said: "I also like to do things like that."

Christina was stunned for a moment, but the next moment a pair of passionate red lips kissed her.

The air slowly becomes moist and warm.

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Chapter 20: Unexpected Crisis

the next day.

When Fran woke up from her sweet dream, Christina had already left.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!" Fran just wanted to get up when she felt a sharp pain in her waist.

Is this the combat power of a top-level warrior? Thinking of the complete defeat in the fight last night, Fran couldn't help but feel emotional.

As she inherited all the memories of the previous generation of Fran, she naturally knew that the relationship between her and Christina went beyond that of sisters. But Fran did not dislike it. Not only that, she liked this dignified and generous sister who doted on her from the bottom of her heart.

As for transcending sisterhood or something like that, if it's something that we both agree on, then we can transcend it.

Pretty girls should hang out with pretty girls.

Although Fran had no worries, Christina was burdened with a lot of things.

She already felt guilty towards Fran, and now as the Saint of the Shinra Church, she was very entangled in this matter, and it even became a pain in her heart!

Originally, on the first day of her reunion with Christina, Fran wanted to reminisce about her sister's "love". However, Christina seemed extremely restrained that day. Fran could feel the throbbing in her eyes, but in the end, Christina's reason prevailed.

This greatly disappointed Fran.

Since my sister doesn't take the initiative, I have to take the initiative.

So this time, under the influence of alcohol, Fran bravely broke the window paper, allowing Christina to let go of the mental burden she had been carrying for a long time.

However, because of the five years that I was away, Christina had been suppressing this for too long! When the flood breaks the dam, people downstream may not be able to withstand it.

That night, Christina first used a move of light rubbing, rubbing, and picking, and immediately killed Fran and made her throw away her armor and weapons. Soon, the silver bottle broke and water splashed out. But how could Christina, who was in high spirits, let her go? She used a few moves of iron medicine to make the sword and gun ring, and the blue shirt of Sima of Jiangzhou was soaked.

In the end, Fran completely melted into Christina's passion, and the only sound in the room was the sound of a singing bird under the flowers and the sound of a spring flowing under the ice.

It seems that I need to exercise more in the future and try to defeat Christina in this battlefield.

Fran secretly worked hard in her heart.

She had another good nap, and when Fran woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Under the clothes of the official personal maid Catherine, Fran limped to finish washing. It was then that Vanti told her that Christina left in a hurry early in the morning because she had to meet a very important person.

This person is none other than the biggest local tyrant in Orila City - Huang Silang.

"Huang Silang?" Hearing this name, Fran, who was eating, immediately stopped.

"Yes." Fandi said, "It's strange to say, in the past, it was his butler Hu Wan who came to discuss matters with the Saint Lady. But this time, he came in person."

"What do the four Huang wolves usually talk about when they come to see Christina?" Fran asked

"A lot... asking us to eliminate dissidents, trade supplies with each other, or asking us to cooperate in attacking the dungeon." Fandi said, "All are possible. You should ask Her Highness the Saint in person."

"Okay." Fran nodded.

Fran guessed that Huang Silang's rush to find Christina was probably related to money. You know, in the tulip storm that just passed, Huang Lang Chamber of Commerce invested a lot of money, and the corresponding losses were not few. Huang Silang urgently needed an opportunity to make up for this loss.

Their conversation lasted for a long time, and Christina did not return to the mansion until the evening, her face filled with deep fatigue.

"Did you have an unpleasant conversation with Huang Silang?" Fran reached out and took Christina's windbreaker and cane.

After what happened last night, Christina still felt a little afraid to face Fran. She turned her head slightly, too shy to look Fran in the eye. However, Fran was looking at her intently.

"Did Huang Silang make any rude requests to you?" Fran asked.

That's not the case." Christina said, "He wants us to launch a routine attack on the city of Orila."

"A routine attack?"

"This is their usual way of playing." Christina said, "As long as we attack, he will have a reason to collect war taxes from the entire Orila City. Then he will play a trick with us and take the war taxes for himself without any danger. In the process, we can also gain enough military merits, which can be regarded as a tribute to the Empire.

It is an explanation to the people of this country."

"It sounds like you have cooperated many times. So this negotiation should go smoothly." Fran said.

"No... there's a twist this time." Christina said, "In addition to inviting me, he also invited the new empress of the empire, Margaret."

"That maverick queen."

Christina had introduced this queen to Fran before.

Margaret relied on the strength of her mother's family to fight her way out of the nearly 100 descendants of the previous emperor and successfully seized the throne. She was considered a very capable emperor in the Holy Roel Empire over the years. However, after becoming the empress, Margaret openly announced that she liked women and even made a big fanfare to marry many beautiful women.

The son took her to the bedroom.

Although this trend was prevalent among the nobles of the Holy Roel Empire and they were proud of it, it was all done in private. Only Margaret put it on the table openly.

In a sense, Fran still admired this queen, who dared to love and hate without hiding anything. It was just a pity that Margaret represented the imperial power, while Christina represented the church power, and the two were destined to be in opposition.

"Let me guess, is it because Queen Margaret had just ascended the throne not long ago and wanted to gain military merit in Orila City, so she forced Huang Silang to expand the war?" Fran asked

Christina nodded.

"But shouldn't this be something that Huang Silang should be worried about? Why does my sister find it so difficult?"

"Because... Christina paused, then said: "That Margaret has set her sights on you."

"Me?" Fran was surprised.

"Yes." Christina said, "Margaret told Huang Silang that she would agree to cooperate, but the prerequisite is that your head must be used as a military achievement. She even wrote a slogan for the victory of the war. Something like the Queen personally conquered the underground city and captured the head of the city lord."

"Fuck! Did Huang Silang agree?" Fulan was shocked.

"Yes. Otherwise, why would I be so sad?" Christina sighed, and then said: "For Huang Silang, many city lords have died in his hands. As long as there are enough benefits, he naturally doesn't mind one more death. And I heard that he lost a lot of money in the tulip storm and urgently needs a sum of money.

turnover."

Selling yourself out for a small sum of money?

Hearing this, Fran frowned.

She originally thought that by keeping a low profile and pretending to be stupid, as well as the fact that she had only been in office for a short time, Huang Silang would not touch her in the short term. However, she did not expect that in the face of interests, he would so easily sell her out as the city lord.

But in the final analysis, Fran was too weak! She had no one to rely on in Orila City, and even if she was really sacrificed, Huang Silang would not be punished.

It seems that my top priority is to improve my own strength.

"What do you think, sister?" Fran looked up and asked.

"Me? Of course I objected." Christina said, "I told Margaret that the city lord had just taken office and if she was overthrown directly, the demon world might start a war, which would be bad for us and Aurora City. It's a pity that my words had no effect."

"For hundreds of years, the demon world has been indifferent to the city of Aurora." Fran said, "Huang Silang is also very clear about this."

"Alas..." Christina sighed quietly: "Although I have restored the Holy Crusade of the Holy Roman Empire, the time is still too short. The main force attacking Orila City is still mainly Margaret's Imperial Army. The only thing I can do is to refuse to participate in the Imperial expedition. Sorry."

"Wait a minute." Fran rolled her eyes and said, "I think Sister Christina doesn't need to reject Margaret. Why not attack Orila City with her?"

"Attack together? But doesn't this mean that I will also send the Crusaders?" Christina asked puzzledly.

"Yes." Fran said, "Anyway, I can't beat Margaret with my current strength, so it doesn't matter if I add your army. With you here, I can at least easily get intelligence on the coalition forces! With the intelligence, can't I escape even if I can't beat her?"

"That's true..." Christina woke up as if from a dream.

Chapter 21: The Blacksmith Shop

The news brought by Christina made Fran feel deeply the pressure of life and death.

She originally wanted to live a ridiculous life in her sister's mansion for another two days, and if possible, she even wanted to hold a silver party, but now Fran was in no mood at all.

She had to speed up and improve her strength. Otherwise, let alone a silver party, she would probably only be able to have a black funeral, with an incomplete body.

However, Fran was not in a hurry to return to Orila City. Before that, she had more important things to do - taking over and transforming those mortgaged properties.

During the tulip storm, some people could not afford to buy flower cards, so they used their property as collateral. Later, they lost all their money, and the mortgaged property naturally belonged to Fran.

These industries include a blacksmith shop that produces weapons and equipment, a casino in a secondary prosperous area, and an iron mine far in the suburbs.

Fran first went to inspect the blacksmith shop

The scale of this blacksmith shop is not small. There are more than 40 craftsmen in it, and the chief craftsman is even a dwarf!

The reputation of the dwarf blacksmith is well-known throughout the world. Together with the beauty of the elves and the skills of the succubus, they are considered the three best in the continent.

However, dwarves have always been proud and arrogant, and they will not easily work for other races. The fact that this blacksmith shop can get a dwarf craftsman to help shows its strength.

With the addition of the dwarf craftsmen, the output quality of this blacksmith shop has become very high! Whether it is farm tools or weapons and armor, they have received unanimous praise from users.

Logically speaking, such a high-quality blacksmith shop should not be mortgaged so easily.

However, when Fran looked through its account book, she understood what was going on.

Because the business of this blacksmith shop was very bad and it often spent more than it earned.

Obviously, the craftsmanship is very strong and the product quality is also good, so the profit should not be low. Is it that the owner of the blacksmith shop is not good at running the business? Or is it that all the profits are spent on eating, drinking, whoring and gambling?

When Fran learned more about it, she found out that the products produced by these blacksmith shops were sold to several of the most famous weapon shops in Vienna at extremely low prices.

Fran immediately understood that this blacksmith shop specialized in producing products for other weapon shops. In other words, it was an outsourcing business.

Ordinary people obviously wouldn't buy weapons and armor. Only mercenaries, nobles, and military buyers needed them! If you want to sell your products, you have to know these people! But the owner of this blacksmith shop is just a commoner, with no connections or foundation.

The shopkeeper had also tried to open up sales channels! But in the end, he came back empty-handed! The reason is that the industries related to weapons are controlled by several large chambers of commerce, and the sales channels are firmly in their hands. Ordinary blacksmith shops want to sell their own weapons, but there is no way!

And even if someone can really fight their way out, it’s useless. There are plenty of ways to block you in terms of raw materials and manpower.

Eventually, this blacksmith shop could only accept its fate and obediently work for the weapon shops under the big chambers of commerce and nobles. The weapons they sold were purchased at a low price, and then they added some exaggerated decorations and gave them a resounding name. The final price was often more than ten times higher than the purchase price.

The bulk of the profits were taken away by the big chambers of commerce, and the people who actually did the work and made the weapons could only earn a meager salary. At this time, good quality became their disadvantage. Because the higher the quality, the longer the production cost and cycle, which in turn reduced the already small profits.

In order to keep the blacksmith shop going, they had to go to the surrounding villages to take work, helping to repair farm tools and the like.

The owner of the blacksmith shop didn't want to be exploited like this, so he wanted to make some money from the tulip storm to turn his life around, but unfortunately he failed.

This blacksmith shop is tailor-made for Fran!

I had originally planned to recruit soldiers and build my own army. For an army, one of the most important supplies is weapons.

This kind of key strategic material must of course be in one's own hands! Even if there was no blacksmith shop, Fran would find a way to set up one herself. Now it just happened to be a good bargain for Fran.

Since she had a need for weapons, Fran would not outsource the blacksmith shop to others to earn a few quid. In order to improve the enthusiasm of the craftsmen and to give them respect that matches their craftsmanship, Fran generously raised the wages of all the craftsmen.

The blacksmiths were already demoralized, but with the encouragement of Fran's magic crystal coins, the enthusiasm of the craftsmen really rose again, and they all patted their chests and expressed their willingness to repay Fran with their skills!

And Fran didn't hesitate to place an order! She needed a thousand sets of armor and various standard weapons.

After getting new work, the originally quiet blacksmith shop finally started working again, and the sound of clanging and hammering could be heard everywhere.

Before leaving, Fran suddenly had another sudden idea.

He brought together several key blacksmiths and drew a rough blueprint for them on the spot.

The blueprint showed a long hollow iron rod with a wooden handle and a trigger attached to the back. Fran told them that she knew of a powdered material that could produce a large amount of gas instantly once ignited, which would squeeze out the bullets buried in the iron rod and kill people.

These blacksmiths are all craftsmen. Although Fran's drawings were very bad, they understood Fran's idea immediately. They all expressed their willingness to try to make Fran's idea come true!

What Fran described was naturally the weapon that changed the situation of war in later generations - the musket.

It's a pity that she is not an engineering student, and she doesn't have the ability like other time travelers to memorize the blueprints at a glance. As for the omnipotent system, the all-knowing grandfather, the golden fingers of the other world that can plant everything, then Fran has no chance of having them.

All she had was the correct path and ideas that had been explored and summarized by countless people through their hard work.