The Grand Prince Has Run Away

I return to Kara with the group. It was a long journey across the continent, but it was quick to use the portal tower.

While Shura and Armida were chatting down the tower, I recovered from the battle with the previous Sky Despair.

It was a pretty successful hunt, but there was one thing it didn't deserve. In the end, it was necessary to have the power of a Valkyrie.

I still knew that things like mace shotgun shells, iron shields, and iron nets would help prevent him from moving, but I also realized that it was only a matter of time before I didn't have Armida's manna detection abilities and the strength of the last person to strike.

But there was no need to be disappointed yet. As long as we find something to detect Mana in a large area and a means of eliminating Sky Despair, we can capture it with human power.

‘A slight modification to the mace projectile will provide a means to capture the Sky Despair. ’

The reason I think this is because I saw the Sky Despair with arrows in it.

It's just a coincidence, but even the arrows hit him hard.

Then we can make the shell tighter and turn the element of coincidence into an element of confidence. for example, to make the shackles used as shotguns smaller and increase the number of beads that spread in a single shot.

At the time, I used a bead that was just an eye candy, but it didn't have to be that big now. To be honest, a small glass trick could be deadly enough.

If there was only wind, it was the amount of camellias. With more Abrasive Cannons, the more dense the shell, the more likely it is to remove Sky Despair.

However, the matter seemed to be resolved soon.

This is because the technology is in place to produce cast iron weavers in the process of producing automatic steel horses and building rail systems.

By completing this development, we were able to dramatically increase the number of weavers. Made from bronze, they are poor copper resources and have limited production, but they are not iron ones.

Unlike copper, iron resources were buried very abundantly all over the world.

And I felt like I had to develop a new version of the Magic Grenade Launcher. Currently, the Magic Shot Machine is focused on magical high-powered flares and flares, and it would be a good idea to create a Earth class Magic Shot that shoots‘ stone arrows’ ammunition that also contains physical attacks. The artillery, as well as the regular troops, form a shell, which can help.

Because.

Magical defensive items are not so bad after all, so there was no reason to develop them.

“Out of the way! Out of the way! ”

As you exit the portal tower, you hear a man shout from somewhere. He was quite a young man, who was speeding along the side of the road in a cart that was not driven by livestock.

I paused and looked at the man in the cart. Quite young, roughly early 20s.

Immediately, a cart in a man passed us and stopped, colliding with a store building.

“What is it?”

“I don't know.”

I turned my back on Armida and Shura, marking the question, and walked to the man. The man had a bloody face with a large tear on his forehead.

However, the limb whimpers and pulls out a semi-tracked cart.

I approach and keep an eye on the broken cart.

“What the hell is he doing! ”

The shopkeeper ran out and made a big fuss over the young man. The wall of the shop collapsed, making the owner angry, but I felt quite noisy.

I wanted to keep an eye on this cart without interruption.

I took a small gold coin out of my arms and gave it to the owner. It was a gold coin worth 10 leafs.

“Hey, host. Use this money to repair the building. ”

“Phew. So many? ”

“I've lost my appetite, including my consolation. ”

“Oh, thank you. ”

The shopkeeper said he had good luck and left the young man behind.

A young man walked up and bowed at me.

“Mr. White, thank you for your help. ”

“No more gratitude. What's your name, anyway? ”

“This is Leiden, the third son of the house of Nowa, the 10th. ”

I recited Ryden's name several times. I don't remember a man's name very well.

“The House of Nowa? ”

“You probably don't know. My house was built by my father in the last war and became a private family. ”

“Really? What did you do with it? ”

“We mass-produced the crossbow's mechanical device and received its recognition. ”

I hold my head back. The artisans who delivered the main war equipment at the time also assumed the title of a tribe.

“Are you the heir to the family? ”

“No, my brother is here. ”

“Then you must be a commoner. ”

“Yes.”

I kept checking the cart going alone.

“But are you going alone? ”

“Yes, a chariot device powered by magic. ”

I froze my chin.

“How did you make this? It wasn't easy for you to make. ”

“My father is involved in the development of machined steel at the Institute of Industry. So we were able to look at the basic structure and design concepts of steel. The machine was assisted by the wizard next door. ”

I point to the cart broken with a thumb.

“But it looks a lot different than a horse's horn. It's very small. ”

“Oh, I was trying to make an iron horse that could go without an iron track, and I made it small. I didn't think I'd make it without an iron track if I was too big. And there was no way to get more than an intermediate essence. ”

“Yeah? But how many people ride this thing? ”

“Two.”

“Speed?”

“On the paved road, 30 kilometers per hour. ”

“How far away is it? ”

“We're moving for up to six hours, so I think it's about 180 kilometers. ”

Six hours and 180 kilometers? This means that it is faster than any other horse on a long drive.

“Hmm. Well, that's good. ”

“Yes?”

“You look very useful. ”

“But there is an intermediate essence. ”

“So.”

When the age of destruction comes, the essence overflows in the garage. But there were no moving tools for six hours that moved 180 kilometers.

I looked at Ryden.

“You. Why did you make this? ”

“I'm going into business. The family will be your successor, so I, the third, should earn money and start a new family. ”

“Really?"

“Yes.”

“Okay, you're number nine today. ”

Ryden opens his eyes wide as he mishears.

“Yes?”

“I've raised a ball for Kara's kingdom, and she must be rewarded. Start at the Industrial Lab tomorrow. ”

“Are you sure? ”

“Yes. And I'll also support the workforce, so make this work. Figure out a way to stop it without hitting a building, for example. ”

“Yes, I understand. ”

“Then go. ”

“Yes!”

Ryden pulls the wagon away with an unbelievable smile. The cart didn't stop, so I received it on the wall. Suddenly, I became a nobleman. He couldn't help but be happy.

Armida approaches me.

“Brother, why are you giving that boy a noble title? ”

“I made a cart that moves by magic. ”

“But just because you made something, if you gave it to me as a nobleman, would you still be a nobleman? ”

“Of course I can't give you everything. But you have to give me that stuff. It's an innovation, to be honest, I started a class nine. If it was the right stuff, I would have given it to more than the 5th place. ”

“Is it really that good? ”

“Yeah, you look great. It's faster than the first word. Horses won't make it 180 kilometers in six hours. ”

“I don't think so. ”

I looked at Ryden's moving cart with a meaningful gaze.

If that wagon had been properly developed, it would have revolutionized the transportation of refugees, as well as troops, supplies, and movable weapons. It was the perfect substitute for horses and camels.

Of course, a lot of it could be replaced by a stationary iron, but there was a big disadvantage that the iron could not move without the rail laid.

But that thing is different. It seemed like if I had flat ground, I could go, strengthen the structure, and raise the output, I could move the hedge.

* * *

Waggle, waggle.

The road ahead of Kaoyan thrillers is packed with pedestrians. This area of the market has declined as the city of Ramis has evolved into maritime trade, but more and more people have been travelling recently.

Their behavior was all strange.

Everyone was carrying their inventions, but when I left the office, I couldn't stop and touch the things I had brought.

It was because of the Ryden effect.

A young man made a floating cart to climb to the top of the ninth, as well as to be the head of the development team at the latest hot industrial laboratory. I couldn't help but notice that I was interested in craftsmen and wizards who made some of the so-called things. You have a chance to become a nobleman with your skills and ideas.

Armida's sister glances out the window and says in a gentle tone.

“Sister, you've gathered quite a bit again today. ”

I sat on the couch and looked out.

“Yes.”

“You're not kicking me out? ”

“Why are you kicking me out? ”

“It's annoying.”

“It should bother you, but it's also what I wanted. ”

“No, why? ”

“They're bringing me ideas that they have, with a desire for self-improvement. Moralists may blame them for their vileness, but not me. I know that only that kind of desire and effort can advance civilization. Maybe those desires can save humanity. ”

I smiled faintly at the day I met Ryden.

The automatic cart he invented will be a great help to humanity's army in the future. And as these examples pile up one by one, the human race will become stronger and perhaps have the power to overcome the majority of the magical objects.

So did the shotgun I created hunting the Sky Desert. Although it was a trivial idea to put small beads instead of large cannonballs, this idea helped greatly to capture the Sky Despair, which later became one of the great nouns of fear for the human army.

In addition, the shotgun was a valid means of mass destruction. I was dealing with a large horde of magic objects, which meant that it was perfect. As long as you have a system that can produce and supply large quantities of war supplies, it is never a dream to stop a large number of magical objects.

Ironically, though, these ideas might be in the minds of the aspiring out there right now. Of course, for me, I had no choice but to be a moralist who actively appealed to success rather than a moralist who swept off his beard.

Moralists are no help to humanity's salvation, but the aspiring will each contribute greatly to humanity's survival.

“Excuse me. ”

An old man opened the office door and came inside. He was dressed in a rather gaudy outfit, and he had a small jar of glass in his hand.

“Who is it?”

As I looked at him, the old man was a little scared.

“I'm Manor, a glassmith. I actually have a gift I'd like to give to the swan. ”

“What?”

“Mysterious date palm fruit. ”

Manor politely placed the glass bottle on the table. The glass bottle was tightly closed with a cork stopper, and you could see the date palm fruit in the clear liquid.

“Can I eat it? ”

“Yes, of course. ”

I unwrapped the stuffed cloth and took out the fruit of the date palm inside, with the cork cap. It was damper than the fresh fruit, but its shape was well-equipped.

I cut the date palm fruit and opened my eyes slightly louder. Sweet is so delicious. I would get bored if I ate a lot, but it was perfect for mouthwash.

“Sweet. Are you soaking in sugar? ”

“Yes.”

“But it's too sweet, right? Couldn't you put less sugar in it? ”

The old man scratches his head shyly.

“Then the fruit of the date palm could be ruined. This scale is perfect. ”

“All the fruit is going to rot soon. What the hell does that matter? ”

“But this date palm is not bad. ”

I looked at the jealous manners.

“What do you mean? ”

Manor makes a meaningful look in his eyes. It seemed that there was some other intention behind bringing this sweet date palm fruit rather than a gift.

“This date palm is four years old. ”

“Really?"

“Yes.”

“That's not how it tastes. It's quite fresh.”

“It's been four years. That's how all our glassblowers store their fruit and vegetables. If you don't believe me, call our Workshop Certifiers to find out. ”

If what Old Man Manor said is true, it was groundbreaking. We can preserve fruits and vegetables for a long time, and we can feed the sacred food to the soldiers on the front line.

So that we can prevent diseases caused by eating rotten food in advance, we can increase the morale of the military and prevent corruption from storing food greatly.

This means that the human race will become stronger.

“What's the name of this? ”

“Bottled rice.”

“Bottled food. I love it. ”

“Yes?”

I replied with a smile.

“From now on, you're number 12. And if you bring me a way to mass produce this, I'll give you a higher rank, so work hard. Let me know if you need money. We're here to support you. ”

“Yes!”

“Then go. ”

“Okay, bye. ”

The old man walked out of the office with the face reminded him of.

Armida, who was watching our conversation carefully, picked up a piece of candied date palm fruit and threw it away.

“This is really good. ”

“Yeah. Pretty good for a four-year-old. ”

I took one more fruit and went out the door.

The bottled rice, which would be a great help to humanity, came into my hands through human desire to succeed. I couldn't sit by and wait. I needed to actively go and make their thoughts mine.

‘Well, the reason the baker makes bread is not for the peace of humanity. ’

No baker makes bread for mankind. The reason the baker makes bread and sells it comes from his pure desire to make money.

But the desire of the baker made humanity affordable to eat delicious bread.

This is the human desire, which others call ugly, perhaps to save mankind from the destruction of the world.

Like the bottled rice I just got makes humanity stronger.

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< Perhaps human desire will save humanity. > End