The First Great War of Magic
Chapter 342

An Evil God Deserved Bad Luck

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After Sophia Garland left, Charlotte was unable to calm down for a long time.

He went alone to Mecklen Manor and stayed there for a while, then went to pick up Anne for lunch at noon.

Anne worked at the Central Government Office, in the crucial Law Enforcement Department no less, so she had heard quite a few inside rumors. While they ate, Anne said, "Because of the great naval battle in the Sea of Giant Whales, our losses were too severe. I heard they're going to transfer a batch of army troops to reinforce the navy."

Charlotte asked in surprise, "Has it already reached the point where they need to pull troops from the army?"

Anne stuffed a small bite of bread into her mouth and said, "The Empire is planning to launch an even larger naval battle, completely bottling up Byron's navy in its ports and preventing them from escorting maritime trade routes."

"The war has been going on for nearly a year. Everyone is short on supplies, and sea trade routes have become more important than ever. I heard that some families in Strasbourg have already begun to run out of food."

Charlotte knew this was inevitable in war. War was a contest of resources, population, wealth, minerals, food, weapons—everything was a resource, and all of it would be ruthlessly consumed by war.

Charlotte did not particularly want to talk about the war. He listened as Anne spoke about matters at work, occasionally chiming in to lighten the mood. As lunch was nearly over, Anne said quietly, "I took over your investigation case!"

"Originally, they wanted to keep you tied up in Strasbourg for half a year! After I took it over, I extended it to a year and a half."

"Probably until the war ends, you

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