Two days later, Roddy boarded the flagship leaving Lessiman.
President Jeremy and the others personally saw him off. The ceremony was very grand. The reason why these sorcerers were so respectful to Rody was not only because of his heroic deed of saving Duriel, but also because of the application of the Rechargeable Crystal, which could be described as a 'hundred flowers blooming' academic achievement.
Not only did President Jeremy solve the problem that had been bothering him for months, but all the mages within the Lassiman Magic Field who had been allocated a quota of "Charged Crystals" had also used it to create experimental data that they had never thought of before.
Among them, the puppeteers of Moffett Academy were the most excited. Because of the higher energy efficiency of the "Recharged Crystal", all the puppets could almost eliminate the redundant "energy integration device" and "heat sink", and their size and strength had increased exponentially. The future was bright!
Because of this, Naifei's treatment in the academy was basically on par with the vice president.
On the other hand, Merinsera joined Kaz Mor Academy, which specialized in elemental magic. Because she was so powerful, the academy gave her the title of "Honorary Lecturer", and her salary was so generous that it made the other Mages jealous.
Before leaving, Roddy, Naifei, and Merinsera hugged each other. The little girl's eyes were red from crying, and her face was full of sadness. Merinsera, on the other hand, looked calm. She did not say a word as she watched the fleet leave.
The November sea breeze was chilly, and the absence of storms made the voyage exceptionally smooth. Although Houdini was not the commander of the fleet, his spells helped the fleet avoid a lot of trouble and risks. According to the plan, the fleet would reach the southern coast of Eiferta around November 25th. For Roddy, this was actually much later than he had originally planned. Elsen City was expected to hold the "Magic Conference" on November 10th, and he obviously could not host the conference as scheduled.
However, the trip this time was far more than he had imagined. Roddy was sitting in the cabin sorting out the cargo list, and he was in a good mood. He was not worried that there would be any mistakes during the conference in Elsen City. He trusted Camilla's ability, but he still had to think of a good reason to explain the fact that he had left her daughter in Lessiman.
Boratini's cabin was comfortable and spacious. The porthole on the side was reinforced by a magic circle and was specially made to be two times larger than ordinary portholes. When Roddy turned his head, he could easily see the indistinct silhouettes in the dark blue sea …
"They must be very tired, right?"
Roddy looked at the "Resurrected Murloc" that was swimming rapidly in the water. He raised his head and asked Akasha, who was eating a can of fruit.
"If it's a normal merman, he probably won't be able to keep up with the fleet. But after demonizing, their stamina is very good. If they have enough fish to fill their stomachs, it won't be a problem to reach Efta. "
"That's good."
More than eight hundred Resurrected Fishmen were a very important military force for Roddy. Because of the construction of the harbor, the situation under the sea had to be investigated by these merpeople. It was definitely a "specialized person". And in the future … the concept of "Marine Corps" would probably scare the wits out of Charles II, right?
"Right, why don't I see Sylvia?"
"She's still studying that 'plane'. Those two Tuk women volunteered to help. They've been hanging out together for the past few days." Akasha naturally did not like Doris and Evelyn. She pouted. "Merinsala and Naiffy are not here. I don't want to play mahjong with them."
As she spoke, someone knocked on the door. Roddy saw Sylvia standing outside with a somewhat excited look. He stood up curiously. "What's wrong?"
"It worked! The model worked! "
Following the excited Sylvia to the deck, Roddy found a "plane" that was more than a meter long in front of him. Although it had twin propellers and wings, it looked very different from the fixed-wing aircraft in Roland's impression because it did not have landing gears or wheels, nor did it have a cockpit for passengers or cargo. There was only a "central energy slot" for "charging crystals."
In Sylvia's hand was the "puppet control circle" that Naiffy had assembled for her. Now, this circle had been improved by "array master" Evelyn, and its effect was even better than before.
However, to avoid arousing suspicion, Doris and Evelyn did not appear on the deck.
Sylvia activated the circle and controlled the plane to hover in the air, take off, circle around the flagship, and land. Although he was not familiar with the operation yet, Roddy was lost in thought when he heard the buzzing sound of the propellers. Although it was only a model, it clearly meant that he could build a "plane" in this era!
What did a plane mean?
Absolute air supremacy! Unless the enemy had dozens of flying mages like Lessiman, he could scout, bomb, or drop paratroopers on the land of the Kingdom of Karen at will …
Together with the "aircraft carrier" in the future, this was definitely the advanced technology that could dominate the world!
Sylvia, who was full of pride, blushed when she saw Roddy staring at her in a daze. She said, "Castellan?"
"Ah? Good! You've done a great job! " When Roddy came back to himself, he almost hugged Sylvia and kissed her. Of course, he was not acting like a hooligan, but he was really happy for her great research ability. "This is a great credit! Tell me, what do you want? I'll try my best to satisfy you! "
"I … actually, it can fly because of Mage Evelyn's help. She helped me solve the last few problems," Sylvia explained hurriedly, not daring to take all the credit for herself. Roddy understood what she meant and nodded. "You're the leader of this project, so you'll get all the rewards you deserve."
Sylvia had no idea what she wanted at all. Seeing that she was lost in thought, Roddy said with a smile, "You'd better not talk about it. I hereby announce that the Elson Strategic Arms Research Department will be established in the future. You'll be the first director, and you'll be responsible for all relevant research issues. You'll be on the same level as the other research departments, but you'll report directly to me. I'll approve the funds and manpower, understand? "
"Yes, Lord Castellan!"
This made Sylvia smile from ear to ear. She loved research the most. Now that Roddy had put her in charge of a department, it was equivalent to fulfilling her dream since she was still a High Elf.
This scene happened on the wide deck of the Boratini, so it naturally attracted the attention of the accompanying Wizard Lessiman and the crew. They were all pointing at the flying "airplane" model curiously … but obviously, they did not understand what this scene meant.
While the other forces on the continent were still worrying about the cavalry and infantry equipment of the army, Roddy already had the preliminary prototype of three military branches: sea, land, and air.
*****
November 10th.
During the three months that Roddy was away, many things happened in the Kingdom of Karen. However, the biggest impact was definitely the "famine" after winter.
Sauron's Orc troops looted almost all the granaries along the way in the hinterland of the Kingdom of Karen, and those that could not be looted were burned down. With the double loss of food and population, it was inevitable that the autumn harvest would be dismal.
The farmers did not care about the power struggles of the nobles. They worked all year round just to eat. However, this demand could no longer be satisfied — after the temperature dropped, a large number of villages were starved of food, resulting in a flood of refugees.
The climate in the southeast of the Kingdom was damp and cold. In November, the temperature dropped rapidly due to the arrival of the cold air. The refugees who were stuck outside the city began to freeze to death in large numbers. However, the nobles in the city could only watch the tragedy unfold … because they were not rich in food themselves.
Only the royal family and a few nobles had the ability to distribute bread and porridge outside the city. When the cold wave arrived, there were even noble knights who died of hunger and cold.
"What the hell happened!?"
This was what Charles II asked his ministers — now that he had built his own intelligence agency, the fastest way to obtain information was still through the Karen Times newspaper. The increasingly rich content on the newspaper had obviously changed the speed and frequency of information transmission in this era.
In other words, the era of covering up the truth with slander had completely ended.
Before the famine happened, Charles II had issued more than ten decrees to prevent it. But now, the refugees were still dying in batches. How could he not be angry? One had to know that although the status of the refugees was lowly, it was unrealistic to rely on a group of people with vested interests to maintain the kingdom … If there was no one to farm, and no one to form the bottom of society, what else could the royal family and nobles do?
"Your Majesty, the policies you implemented are indeed being implemented, but the biggest problem now is … we can't squeeze out food. The nobles are starving to death themselves. "
Although Charles II was angry, he also understood the cruelty of reality.
"We have to think of a way. The 'Holy Cathedral' obviously had a plan for this wave of refugees. They have already begun to provide aid on a large scale and even arranged jobs for the refugees. None of you are stupid. You know what this means!"
It was now self-evident who was behind the 'Holy Cathedral'. No one was willing to see Efta use the 'Holy Cathedral' to 'swallow up the population'. But in the face of life and death, these people very honestly voted with their feet. In this regard, the ministers could only bite the bullet and offer suggestions, but in their hearts, they knew that the results would be minimal. Charles II was annoyed by these discussions and finally ended the meeting early.
After leaving the depressing meeting hall, he had to face another problem in the study: the 'Magic Exchange Conference' that was about to begin in Elsen City.
He had now begun to fear seeing the white envelope on the table every day. Ever since Elsen City had continuously announced recruitment information in 'Karen's Era', a large number of low-level magic apprentices had left the Magic Tower funded by the royal family. Charles II had ordered people to sort them out. His original intention was to create a 'blacklist' so that he could find an opportunity to punish these ungrateful fellows in the future. He never thought that this list would appear continuously every day. After three months, he could hardly imagine how many more qualified magicians the Cullen Kingdom would be able to nurture in the future.
During this period of time, in order to alleviate this situation, he had used all kinds of methods, such as punishment and salary increases, and finally calmed the hearts of the people. But Charles II was very clear that as long as "Elsen City" did not disappear, this threat would continue to exist. So his only wish now was for this' Magic Exchange Conference 'to completely fail and for Efta to completely lose his so-called' authority '!
However, according to the feedback from the mages, Elsen City had an extremely high-level mage guarding it. From an academic point of view, it seemed to be very difficult to "destroy the conference." But Charles II was not a one-track mind. There were many ways to "destroy the conference." Since it was an 'exchange,' there must be confrontation. And as long as there was a conflict, he could naturally find a reason to destroy the conference.
The attendant knocked on the door of the study. Two mages in gorgeous robes walked into the room and bowed respectfully to the monarch.
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