Chapter 1334: Chapter 75: Rebuilding Ho and Nation (Part 3)
Upon hearing the title “Master Feigni,” Father Kaman instinctively tensed his nerves.
Although there was almost no visible change in his stance, everyone could feel that he had transford into a predator ready to pounce on the unfamiliar young man at any mont.
In contrast, Winters only hesitated briefly before quickly relaxing.
Because he recalled where he had heard the na “Feigni”—yesterday, at the Siege Camp, Senior Mason had ntioned “the chief stone mason of Maple Fort who was kidnapped by Major Felter.”
“You are the apprentice of Feigni, the stone mason responsible for maintaining Maple Fort,” Winters asked.
“Yes.” The young man replied, “I am Master Feigni’s apprentice.”
“Felter captured your teacher, but not you?”
“When the rebels ca, I hid.”
“Hid until today?”
“Mr. Mikesh found .” The young man answered softly.
“He found you.” Winters asked rcilessly, “Or has he been hiding you until today?”
The young man lowered his head and said nothing.
Mikesh Kelemyn is a top tycoon in Maplestone City, a leading figure in the guild, and a major promoter of the change of power in Maplestone City after the River Valley Village battle.
However, Winters had barely interacted with the old man—because since Winters took over Maplestone City, Mikesh hadn’t appeared in public, rumored to be seriously ill and unable to see people.
Winters was certainly well aware of what kind of “illness” Mikesh Kelemyn had.
He had long since been unfazed by this.
However, he was in no hurry to force the “upper class” of Maplestone City to choose sides, so he took no special action, rely sending so flowers and fruits according to local customs in Maplestone City.
At the critical mont when the Free People’s Assembly in the Newly Reclaid Land was about to start, and the Red Rose banner was still flying over Maple Fort, Mikesh Kelemyn sent His Excellency Montane a stone mason apprentice who allegedly had a way to take down Maple Fort.
Such an unusual gesture of goodwill made Winters a bit surprised.
However, compared to the calculations of the wealthy rchants of Maplestone City, Winters was more curious about how capable this stone mason apprentice in front of him was, who claid to be able to help him capture the most fortified stronghold of the Newly Reclaid Lands Province.
“You know Maple Fort well?” Winters took his map case from the hook and asked the stone mason apprentice.
“Yes.”
Winters pulled out a few sheets of blank paper from the map case and took out a ruler and graphite sticks. “How well do you know it?”
The stone mason apprentice’s nose tingled as he answered, “When I was ten, Master Feigni took in. From that day on, I followed him in managing Maple Fort.”
Winters didn’t waste words and directly placed the blank paper, ruler, and graphite sticks on the small round table in the living room. “Draw it for .”
Nad ser Jack, the stone mason apprentice was a bit stunned, then leaned over the small round table, picked up the ruler and graphite stick, and started drawing the outline on what would beco the “blueprint” on the blank paper, stroke by stroke.
The young man drew thodically, stacking the paper together, pinning perforations to locate and draw baseline lines, then returning to the first sheet to start with the underground structures.
Winters watched closely from the side, asking questions from ti to ti, and the young stone mason apprentice answered fluently.
Winters could see before the underground structure diagram was half complete—despite his young age, the stone mason apprentice before him indeed had skills.
Winters even deliberately gave him a ruler without scales, yet the apprentice still drew skillfully and clearly had “plans in mind.”
The more Winters observed, the more he appreciated the young stone mason apprentice. From the Q&A just now, it was evident that although the latter instinctively carried so fear, his answers were very orderly.
Thus, when the stone mason apprentice finished drawing the underground structure of Maple Fort and took another sheet to depict the above-ground buildings, Winters stopped him.
“ser Jack, right? No need to draw further—when do you finish your apprenticeship?” Winters praised, “In the future, I will build many roads and bridges, and I can use a good hand like you.”
The young man froze, unsure of how to respond.
“You can consider my words as an invitation, not a command.” Winters wasn’t in a hurry and instead asked, “Tell , what thod do you have to make Maple Fort fall?”
To be honest, the underground storage space of Maple Fort was even more extensive than Winters had imagined. If each room were full, the more than 500 mouths in the fortress could hold out not until eternity but at least until their teeth fell out.
Furthermore, if each warehouse were full, then for the allied forces, Maple Fort would indeed be a treasure trove that must be obtained.
Hearing what the Blood Wolf said, the young man hesitantly asked, “What about my teacher…”
His Excellency Winters Montagne, often seen as a ferocious beast, was no longer bothered to defend himself.
He bluntly asked, “Has your teacher committed any cris?”
“He defied you…”
Winters interrupted him, “Coerced doesn’t count.”
“Then…”
Winters retorted, “That’s nothing. So why are you worried he will die at my hands?”
“But they say…”
“Instead of listening to what others say about , why not hear directly from what I’ve said?” Winters unusually said a few more words, “Since your teacher hasn’t committed any cris, why would I punish him? Do I seem like such an indiscriminate butcher and tyrant?”
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