Chapter 289 - Chapter 289: Chapter 278: The Gift of "Counterattack Shield" and the Steam Train_2 (2/2)

Christine, seated in a wheelchair, had matured into a woman.

She was dressed in a black gown that resembled the night sky, exuding an intellectual aura, with silver hair that radiated mature charm.

A man with an honest face, dressed in a white military uniform, silently stood behind the wheelchair.

He was one of Bast’s grandsons, Andre Leone, with the air of a truly noble knight, now serving as the assistant who helped Christine move around.

Christine flicked her hair, speaking calmly yet with an intellectual demeanor, “We need to build more railroads, yes, more railroads.”

Archibald hesitated, then said,

“Miss Christine, it took us over ten years just to build a single railroad. Do we really need to build more? It seems like quite an excessive consumption of time, effort, and money, doesn’t it?”

“Is this really good for the family?”

Deep down, he felt that His Excellency Byrne and Miss Christine had been somewhat brainwashed by the priests of the Reforging Church!

One railroad was not enough! They were obsessed with laying more and more track!

Christine, ever calm, looked at Archibald and said, “Over the years, I’ve read many books and learned a lot about the application of railroads in other countries. They will become lifeblood for cities in the future. If we want to make the East Coast prosperous, building railroads is essential.”

“In time, provinces with a network of railroads will be far ahead of those without, and the gap between them will be like that between large and small families.”

Archibald, having trouble understanding, also clear in his heart that if he were to debate with the shrewd and calculating Christine, he would lose ten out of ten times!

Enough of that!

So he nodded slightly, shaking his head in impatience and spreading his hands, “Alright, I don’t quite understand these matters. Anyway, family matters are not for me to vote on.”

Christine shook her head. She had always had a poor impression of Mr. Archibald, who was both rude and unwise, especially when he came up with all sorts of bizarre objections.

“Andre, take me to the locomotive. Mother, please wait here for me; I’ll be back shortly.”

“Yes, Miss Christine.”

Andre nodded loyally, pushing the wheelchair to lead Christine away from the carriage.

“In the blink of an eye, Christine has grown up. I still remember how fragile she used to be,” Vanessa suddenly spoke up, her tone full of emotion.

As for herself, she was gradually aging.

Christine, along with her wheelchair, arrived at the front of the train, biting her finger lightly, a habit when she was deep in thought.

Andre hesitated for a moment, but then reminded her, “Don’t bite through your finger again, being too engrossed in thought isn’t good.”

Christine smiled, shaking her head slowly and speaking tenderly,

“Andre Leone, what did I tell you before? You just need to listen to me. As my legs and sword, you don’t need to think too much.”

Andre was momentarily stunned, then nodded, “Yes, I understand… Miss Christine, rest assured, I have long decided to pledge my loyalty to you, to give you my all, as that is my mission!”

“Even if you venture into hell, I will march alongside you!”

After more than a dozen hours, their group finally arrived in Fein City from Nasir Town.

Thousands of citizens at Fein City’s train station awaited the arrival of the steam train, and when Byrne and the others of the Fischer family disembarked, the crowd immediately erupted!

Byrne looked calmly at the surrounding people, gesturing for quiet, then loudly announced a “major bombshell.”

“War is about to begin!”

He pointed eastward.

“The sea to the east has always belonged to us, the Cyart people! We will exterminate the pirates and heretics, letting the glory of the Cyart people shine upon the sea!”