The Economics of Prophecy

Behind the headquarters of the First Knights there is a rectangular squad between the walls. We were riding there in a Fulsey suspicious explosion carriage.

The essence is just to say Kingsguard Knights, the gate checks are strict. In addition to Fulsey, he can't be accompanied by Uncle Adele, Deputy Commander of the Knights Against Demons, who was coming to Wang Du for supplies.

Naturally, there is a direct path to the Royal Palace. I don't know where the horsebones are. There are two civilians on board.

"What is the relationship with the First Knights now?

I heard as I remembered what a majestic First Knights leader looked like. Craig's Knights Against Demons is a division between the West and the First Knights between the East. The only way to execute the anti-demon operation we have is to relax to the First Knights.

Well, even though they did it faster than Horse Dragon imagined, I can only believe that the First Knight Commander's predicted strategy of the Empire itself was right at that conference, and competent. Before you do, it's a question of listening to me.

"The Imperial Army, which had grown up for a while, began to erode the area around Kurtheit. Even with four times as many troops as the Empire, Captain Tenberg is best placed to defend Grinicias. Your Highness tells me it was easier this time than I thought."

Come to think of it, it's an anomaly that the Kingsguard Knights are practically leaving the Kingsguard even though the Wang is being pinched. Fifty years of peace led to the reduction of the Knights, and were the First Knights, so to speak, a group of only officers? Although it would have been efficient in the sense of organisational management in the ordinary course of life.

"That helped..."

"That's right. The only thing I went through was when it came to my probation."

Adele said in a harsh tone. Whether the First Knights will employ what I think of the operation. This is a difficult issue. Well, I can't help thinking about a story that's totally beyond my defensive range. We can only hope for Euphiria or Craig or the Chancellor.

What worries me is whether the object is properly managed.

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"I hear the last time it was used in action was twenty years ago, but I see it's a long time ago."

Adele said when she saw the two giant woodworks drawn out to the squad yard. Shaped like a tree spoon on a triangular table. Catapult. Height is more than double the height of a person. Bigger than I thought. Downstairs there are wheels for movement and piles for fixing.

Twenty years ago was the last time it was used in the Felbach mess......

"The maintenance is decent. We tested it two months ago with training, so we guarantee that it will withstand use."

It is the old knight who supposedly crosses fifty who answered Adele. Apparently the administrator of the siege weapon. Eight soldiers are holding back behind us.

If you look closely, the wood is candy, but the strings wrapped around it are new. Bullet-like round stones also line up nicely with objects of different sizes. I'm glad you're a highly responsible person, no matter what you think about the current situation of the First Knights.

"I'm not sure this is going to happen again, but it's very emotional."

The old knight has a half-hearted look.

"The Imperial guide flies longer than a bow. We need the power of a catapult to fight it."

"I see. You hear the Empire has launched an attack from a distance that no bow can even reach. But......"

The old knight's face clouded.

"Um, yeah, I hear it's not something that hits me that way. Then that's why Nong et al came. I just need you to do it again and again."

Fulsey said. Even though he was excited about improving the antenna in the carriage, he now looks like an elder of the state.

"It is an honor to be able to help the Great Sage in this important matter. Use as much of this old bone as you want."

The old knight let his face shine in the words of the Great Sage. The soldiers who refrain behind them also nod at each other face to face. I want Fulsey to stay dignified until we get out of here. It is important to realize that it is a weapon and not a toy.

"So what is the actual range"

I talked to Mr. Wei because we were done face-to-face. Next door stands Meer with a note of paper. Of course Meer is the main body.

"Dear Great Sage. These two...?

"I'm Noon's assistant. I'm good at calculating."

"Assistant…"

An old knight stopped saying words for a moment to me and Meer in my college uniform.

"Well, it's a big deal when you're young."

The old knight grinned, even though he was prepared to react like "as a civilian child".

"Well, that stone bullet in the middle will let you fly twice the bow used in the kingdom."

What the old knight pointed at was stone enough to turn the soccer ball around. It's exactly the same size as the ball we brought.

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"Balls. - Hey!

"All right."

Soldiers caught in the caster move like regular gears.

"Shoot me -!!!

The axe is swung up at the commander's signal, and the tree spoon jumps up when the cord is cut.

Darn! Darn!

Shrew, shru, shru, shru.

Dawn!!

As the thrower waved his arm, the stone drew parabola and flew, raising the earthen smoke and clashing to the ground. Soon, a soldier with a string marked at regular intervals runs away. At the same time another soldier runs to collect the balls with his luggage. It's a sight that reminds me of the cannonball throws of my previous life.

All the remaining soldiers are pulling the line and preparing for the next shooting. It's an undisturbed move.

"What do you say"

I asked Fulsey in the carriage that was sidelined by a stone thrower.

"Don't worry. It shows properly."

The trajectory of the antenna's captured magic moves onto the crystal at Fulsey's disposal. The bullet is fitted with the Demonic Crystal of the Viscose Warcraft.

"Does Meer seem to be able to calculate?"

"I think it's possible to build a relational formula if we get enough sets of crystal and ground numbers"

Meer nodded.

"Well, why don't you fly the real ball?"

When Fulsey signals the old knight, the soldier lowers the "balls” loaded on the carriage. Get off the carriage and I'll help you too.

"Well, I'm going to the drop point."

I'm done dropping balls. I went to Meer.

"Wait a minute, seniors. Just one thing about altitude…"

Meer stopped me outside the carriage. The paper Meer showed me depicts a parabola packed with tips. Finish the meeting through the carriage window and I'll head near the drop prediction point.

Darn! Darn!

Shrew, shru, shru, shru.

Gashaaan!!

Basher!!!!

Balls fired from the stone thrower smash on the ground and puncture the contents. The range is also 2,30 meters longer than the smallest stone bullet. Perhaps we could raise the angle more for this.

Not bad. At worst, I thought ceramic balls might not hold fire.

When you actually use it, would you prefer to shoot a small stone bullet first and use it as an indicator? It should be difficult to depend on changes in the environment if we relativize the numbers.

"After that, you're on the ground."

When I sent the signal by hand, I approached the drop point. The ground is patterned with crushed ceramics and water. The ball we brought is a thick pot of pottery filled with oil. Adele says, "Are you going to prevent the enemy's flaming arrows with a fire gauge?" I was asked.

Well, if the enemy's wizard is covered in oil, maybe he won't be able to use the fireball. But my purpose is different.

"I hope you splash some more fine. Do you want to mix oil with water? When I'm flying in the sky, I get stirred inside because I'm circling... No, do you want to separate with centrifugal force? Because in that case the outside will be water...... Hmm."

Write your ideas on paper. When I leave, the next ball flies. It does come off the landing position, but it falls closer than I thought. Is it because it is more shaped than stone?

I saw the catapult. Meer is consulting with Fulsey. From this distance, it's odd that an old sage seems to be instructed by a girl her age like her grandson. Well, I guess you're actually directing. The old knight beside him is also nodding as he was impressed.

Well, you'd be surprised if they equated what you've been doing with the rules of thumb.

"Hmm? What are those guys?

A frivolous group approaches Meer and the others. I'm wearing First Knights armor. The old knights became upright immovable. Adele and Fulsey, too. If you look closely, there is a cape person in the center of the knights. What are you...

"Is this an inspection of His Majesty the King?"

When I dared to take the time to get back, the big group had already shown their backs. Apparently, the king was here to inspect.

"If we are at war, do you mean that these morale improvements are important?

"Whatever. That's not all. As I said, the east is also making noise as it responds to the west. No, the main force of the empire will be east, so I guess the west, where we are confronted by the Knights of Demons, is responding east."

"Imperial offense is near, is it? Then the fact that His Highness Craig is coming east..."

I asked with anticipation. If Craig is the commander, our strategy is likely to pass. But Adele shook her head.

"In case the western horse dragon joins the east, it can't be taken back. How much hand is needed to raise the morale of the Royal Army and tighten the upset Eastern Gorges in the present situation. Your Majesty seems to think the same."

"That's..."

"It's only a last resort."

Is it a possibility for the King to make an appearance? I feel like I've learned something I don't need to know again.

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"Hey, wasn't there a merchant I'm unfamiliar with right now? Your Majesty's sudden inspection took place today. If there's anyone suspicious, my neck will fly."

"I'm fine. I have confirmed the Prime Minister's permission."

I can hear the gatekeepers talking tingly. For a moment I thought you meant us, but the gatekeepers shut me through. Well, it's the Count and the Baron.

I understand the nervousness. If something happens to the King in the First Knights facility that protects the King's capital, it will involve the very significance of existence. Although in the history of the Earth, there were some armies like the Kingsguard Corps of the ancient Roman Empire, "Work is an assassination of the emperor".

"How's the orbital calculation equation?"

"It still takes time. Which angle seemed better"

"Third. I mean, that's the angle at which you get the most altitude. Ideally, it falls almost directly from the top."

"... a long lag time increases the rash"

"I can see how I can work it out with the balls, so I hope they're in the general range. Right, I think about 10% back, forth, left, right is fine"

A discrepancy of 40 m with a range of 400 m. I need to talk to Vinaldia about adjusting the contents of the balls.

"Because the relationship between the balls you actually use and the stones seems stable, regardless of the angle of firing. If that's about it, I think with the antenna data, we can figure it out."

"That rep was surprised, too. I didn't know there was such a way."

The orbit of the fired bullet is captured by radar and the distance to the drop point is also measured. Quickly modify the calculation based on it. In exaggeration, it means "dimensional input." If you're shooting from a stationary turret on the ground, you should be able to expect more accuracy even as far as manpower can calculate.