The First Magic World War

Chapter 341: 324, I promise I will never lose my temper again.

Charles unpacked the parcel, taking out the whale-hunting and whale-slaying weapons.

Anne’s eyes filled with incredulity as she asked in astonishment, “Is this spear the legendary whale-slayer?”

Charles said indifferently, “Yes! I got it from a pirate, and its quality is quite decent.”

Anne said, “The whale-slayer and whale-hunter are said to be crafted by an unnamed Holy Alchemist. Used alone, they are nothing more than ordinary high-level and mid-level Transcendent weapons, but when combined, they possess a marvelous Special Ability!”

“When someone holds one of the spears, a Shadow Knight wielding the other Knight’s Spear will appear to assist in battle!”

Charles was greatly astonished and asked, “Anne, how do you know this?”

With a slight hint of pride, Anne said, “I’ve done my homework.”

Charles muttered to himself with a hint of uncertainty and dared not to inquire further. He didn’t know the full version of Anne’s statement was, “I’ve done my homework on all of your spoils of war.”

But a man’s sixth sense wisely led him to choose another topic, bringing up the novel they had “co-authored.”

Upon mentioning the novel, Anne’s eyes sparkled as she said, “Charles, you have no idea how popular these books of yours are. They sell not only in Fars but even in Inglima, Lionheart Dynasty, and even in Byron and the Black Phoenix Dynasty, not to mention their craze in the smaller states.”

Charles smiled faintly and said, “It’s all thanks to the hard work you’ve put in, Anne, that the novels are bestsellers. I’m just reaping the benefits.”

Anne knew Charles was just being flattering. The novels were bestsellers solely because they were well-written by the original author, yet she happily went on discussing the various “challenges” she faced in publishing the books.

For example, the inability to find a proper publisher led her to buy one herself and having some bookstores unwilling to sell, she had to heavily invest in acquiring several bookstores…

Nowadays, Anne owned three “international” publishing houses and nearly twenty chain bookstores. However, for Miss Brittany of the Brittany Family, these were not accomplishments worth boasting about.

Of course, there were some things Anne would never share with Charles, such as Du Wei and Prince Chen’s spin-off…

Charles had not anticipated that even before he had started doing business, Anne had already embarked on the path of a successful businesswoman. If this were Earth, an author dating a rich young lady owning a large comic platform would be laughing in his dreams.

The merchants he organized weren’t actually trading but establishing trade monopolies, owning land resources, merchant caravans, fleets, and commodity resources. What was needed was not so much a business acumen as a powerful background!

Although the Westwind Knights founded by Charles might not be considered mighty, they were already comparable to an average noble family of the Empire.

As a Dreamwalker and a Transcendent not specializing in hand-to-hand combat, Anne had no intention of keeping the two Knight’s Spears for herself. She simply wished to hang them on the wall at 221B Baker Street in Val de Vaz District, next to her magical oil painting, and invite her girlfriends over for afternoon tea.

She always felt remarkably joyful in Charles’ company.

Today, she was especially joyful!

Charles didn’t really understand these matters, nor did he know why Anne seemed particularly joyful, even more than the first few days when he returned.

He ordered several cups of coffee and a bucket of beer, chatting leisurely with Anne, when suddenly someone outside yelled loudly, “Is Miss Brittany at home? I’m the postman!”

When Charles first crossed over, coming back from Senis, he had entrusted his luggage to the Imperial Postal Service, and he had also received letters from his brother. But he seldom used the Imperial Postal Service since it was too slow.

He preferred to have his knights gallop at full speed to deliver the manuscripts of his novels to Strasbourg.

For other matters, he hardly used the postal service.

Anne’s pretty face flushed slightly; she had marked her communication address as 221B Baker Street and had always considered it a love nest she shared with Charles, but when asked: “Is Miss Brittany at home?” she still felt a bit shy, especially with Charles by her side. Yet, beyond that shyness was a hint of sweetness.

At times, she would think that, in a few years, they might really get married.

They would live at 221B Baker Street, where friends would often visit, and she, as Mrs. Mecklen, would receive guests…

But it was still too embarrassing!

Charles, now curious, said, “I’ll accompany you outside.” Only then did Anne’s face become less red, and the two of them stepped out to indeed find a man dressed in the Fars Empire postal uniform respectfully handing over a letter.

Charles casually gave him a Sheng Ding, saying, “Thank you!”

The postman was thrilled, thanking the two of them repeatedly.

Charles and Anne returned to 221B, and Anne opened the mail. Inside, there was an official document. As she opened it, her expression shifted to one of surprise, “How is this possible? I’ve just graduated, how could I become a 24th Rank Level 1 Councillor? Is there some mistake?”

Charles smiled slightly, took the mail, and indeed there was another document within it, the one he had given to Earl Brittany, explaining, “I’m aware of the inside story.”

Anne, surprised, asked, “What inside story?”

Charles took out the document from the mail and handed it to Anne, “Initially, the Earl asked me to keep it a secret from you to give you a surprise, but since the new appointment document has arrived, there’s no need to hide it.”

He relayed the entire story of how the Lionheart Dynasty granted them both positions.

Anne immediately realized that it was her father who had orchestrated this, using his position in the Lionheart Dynasty to elevate her directly across the insurmountable class barrier to a 24th Rank Level 1 Councillor in the Fars Empire!

This was certainly the beginning of a legend!

Putting down the document, Anne looked at him affectionately and said, “All thanks to you, Mister Charles Mecklen.”

Charles smiled slightly and replied, “Then I must thank Lady Black Moon…”

“Mm, and the Serpent of Destiny!”

“For bringing the love of my life before my eyes in a most wondrous way.”

“If not for the guidance of deities and destiny, I fear I would have missed a truly happy life.”

“I can’t even imagine where I might have met my Anne if not for the misunderstanding back then.”

Anne, becoming ever shyer, replied softly with affection brimming in her eyes, “I promise I will never lose my temper again.”

Charles smiled and said, “I’ve never seen you angry; how could a girl as gentle as you ever have a bad temper!”

Curious, Charles asked another question, “Aside from the position, didn’t you also attain a status in governance?”

Anne glanced at the document and replied, “I did!”

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