Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

"I see Lord Chaff has learned to trust and cooperate."

The Marquis of Beltze, hearing the upside of things from Sola, looked up to the ceiling to remember something.

The hallways of the Royal Castle in the early morning are stained with clear air, with a fresh breeze blowing through the windows.

The well polished ceiling also seemed to shine.

"You mean you've finally taken a step forward."

"If anyone supports even a dangerous step forward, you won't have to worry"

Hearing Sola's reply, the Marquis of Beltze gave a short laugh.

"Well, good. I was anxious to hear from the Earl of Siddlbar that Lord Chaff would join us. If you hide a new Silver Mountain, you won't be able to break it with evil sooner."

"I see you've learned that there's a kind of justice."

The Marquis of Beltze nods at the words of Sola.

When they saw someone coming out of the corner of the hallway, they shut their mouths.

In a gentle silence, the Marquis of Beltze turns sideways to Sola.

"By the way, did you come up with a solution?

"We've already completed the prototype. If we don't get a good idea at this meeting, we'll make a suggestion."

"... the case of the example, will you solve it?

The Marquis of Beltze asks as he guards around and lowers his voice.

Sora loosened her mouth as soon as possible and looked evil.

"Of course it is. … There's just one problem."

Though making a pitiful sound, Sola remains smiling.

Sola begins her explanation as the Marquis of Beltze sets herself up.

"What I would suggest is a lumber pump, a tornado."

Sola took out the blueprints she had prepared and spread them out to show them.

A mechanism by which countless wooden planks are joined and elongated ellipses are drawn and rotated.

The lower section is provided with a square shaped tread, depicting a wooden plate pushing water up through the tread.

One gear at each end was installed to assist in smooth rotation of the wooden plate.

"This is..."

In an overly stunning mechanism, the Marquis of Beltze roars.

Sola handed the blueprint to the Marquis of Beltze.

"The power source is people. We assume the shape of a pedal on one gear and rowing the pedal for two people standing left or right."

Imagine a scene where the two of us step on a bicycle pedal, and Sola laughs cously.

Coughing small to delude, Sola asks the Marquis of Beltze, who stares at the blueprints to eat in.

"What do you think?

"... I don't think there will be any better ideas. You were right to rely on Lord Sola."

With admiration, the Marquis Belze answers.

And I roared again.

"I don't know what the problem is. I see no deficiencies anywhere."

The Marquis of Beltze tilts his neck inexplicably.

Sola pointed to a point in the blueprint, the part of the gear.

"It's fragile. Especially the gear part."

View the blueprint based on Sola's point.

Indeed, I could imagine that the gear that repeatedly makes contact with multiple wooden plates is prone to wear.

Or so, if you metallize the gear, the damage builds up on the wooden plate.

If they were all made of metal, including wooden slabs, they would now be too heavy to interfere with the operation.

The Marquis of Beltze remembers the material, which he thought about.

Light and durable, with the perfect substitute.

The Marquis of Beltze looks at Sola as if he were frightened.

"... compact wood, or"

In the words spoken by the Marquis of Beltze, Sola broke her mouth to get my will.

Compared to iron, compact wood is inferior in strength but lightweight and easy to process.

As for the material used to make the dragon bone car, it was hit and applied.

However, pressurized wood is a specialty of the Viscount Territory, where Sola keeps the method secret.

Inevitably, pressurized wood has to rely on imports from the Viscountry.

There's no way Sola would just give up important new materials.

"─ I'll keep it cheap, won't I?

Sola smiled adorably soft, turning to the Marquis of Beltze.

The Marquis of Beltze puts his hand on his forehead, smiling bitterly.

It solves the problem of flooding the mines, while completing the exports, which are the request of the Marquis of Beltze, and furthermore securing its own interests.

Place Viscountry specialties at the root of the plan and increase your own voice.

"... no alarm, no gap."

"It's an honor to compliment you."

Lightly flushed, the Marquis of Beltze sighed.

The Marquis of Beltze prayed that Chaff, who serves as Viscount's Consultant, would not be poisoned by Sola.

"But how much demand is there for this device"

At the very least, I want to make it a little cheaper, the Marquis Belze wonders.

Sora laughs as she sees it, preaching about the usefulness of the tornado car.

"Dragonbone cars can also be converted to agriculture. It's easier to draw from the pond."

"... you don't have any trouble selling them."

They don't have any problems with demand either.

"Okay. If you've officially decided to hire me, let's exchange papers. Wood, Dora, do you want to put the Chamber of Commerce in between?

Sola's political standing from the dueling uproar is neutral.

Unlike when we entered into the Syracaba trade, it was also possible to deal directly with the Marquis of Beltze.

"Let the Wood Dora Chamber of Commerce have a bite to bite. Refugee arrivals from Count territory are on the rise, and we need to increase the number of places where we can work at all."

Sola looks in trouble because she doesn't have the funds to do it as a utility.

"Are you going to let the Wood Dora Chamber of Commerce give you money? Tsendo, the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, seems pleased."

"Think about it, Zend is getting the most out of you"

Arm up so that Sora doesn't seem funny.

"... next time, would you like me to make up for it"

I heard Sora whining and the Marquis of Beltze sympathized with Zend.

The two plug into the corner of the hallway.

The room at the corner should be the conference room.

The Marquis of Beltze, bent earlier, suddenly stopped his leg.

Sora, who was behind me, stops.

"─ Marquis Beltze, what's wrong?

Sola shifts sideways from behind the Marquis of Beltze to see why she stopped her leg.

"Your Highness..."

At the end of the hallway, Prince Wang stood.

Sola and the Marquis of Beltze take their respects immediately.

Prince Wang laughed casually and spoke to the Marquis of Beltze.

"I want to talk to Sir Sola. I'll borrow it for a little while."