Border Town welcomed the long-awaited rainy weather, the sky was overcast, and the rain fell from the sky, hitting the windowsill and glass, making a pitter-patter sound.
Supposedly, spring should be a rainy season, warm and humid. But in Border Town, since the end of the Months of Demons, the number of times it rained could be counted on one hand. Fortunately, the farmland was next to the river, so it was very convenient to water it. Now, the heavy rain dispelled the oppressive atmosphere, Nightingale opened the window, letting the fragrant smell of the earth flow into the room.
Looking from afar, she could see that the crops on the other side of the Redwater River had already sprouted, the green wheat seedlings were endless, extending to the end of the field of vision. Under the washing of the rain, these crops looked extremely bright, forming a sharp contrast with the gray river.
Roland stretched and threw the quill in his hand into the pen holder.
"Finished drawing?" Nightingale asked.
"Well, a brand new weapon, it can increase the firing speed of the gun several times," Roland stacked more than a dozen blueprints together, "I named it a revolving rifle. Do you want to see it? "
"No," she curled her lips, "I can't understand it anyway."
"This is only the basic model, if the barrel is shortened, it will be a revolving pistol, which can be carried around. But if you want to use it, you still need to solve another key technology. When the time comes, I will give each of you one, and you will no longer have to fear the Church's Army of Judges. "
"You mean, it can allow an ordinary woman to knock down a fully armed man?"
"Not just one, but several." Roland smiled proudly. "If we're lucky, it won't be a problem for us to defeat five men."
Nightingale showed a look of disbelief, and just as she was about to say something, there was suddenly a knock on the office door.
"Your Highness, Barov's apprentice has returned from King's City, he also brought a saltpeter merchant, he is now waiting for you outside the castle."
Assistant Minister's apprentice? Roland thought for a moment, then remembered this matter. During the attack on Longsong Stronghold, there was not much gunpowder left in the town. He had sent his guards to Fallen Dragon Ridge and Redwater City, hoping to obtain a new source of saltpeter. Barov's acolyte was the last to be sent out, and his destination was the royal capital. After all, there were all kinds of goods there. Moreover, with the arrival of summer, the production of saltpeter would definitely increase greatly.
Unexpectedly, the last person to be sent out was the first to bring back good news.
"Bring them to the living room. I'll be there soon." Roland looked at the sky. "Also, ask the kitchen to serve a dessert."
When he turned around, Nightingale had already disappeared.
However, he knew that she was by his side.
…
When Roland walked into the reception hall, the saltpeter merchant was also led into the hall by the guards. She took off her wet cloak and straw hat and bowed to the prince. "I am Margaery Farman from King's City. Greetings, Your Highness Wimbledon.
Seeing that the person was actually a woman, Roland was slightly startled. The business environment in this era was far less safe than in the future. Not only could they run into bandits and refugees, but there were also local bullies and underground forces in the town. Therefore, female merchants were not common.
Like Lightning, she had brilliant blonde hair, but her hair was thicker and longer. She was probably in her thirties. Perhaps because she was an ordinary person, there were wrinkles around her eyes and forehead. Her skin was darker and looked a bit rough at first glance. However, judging from her face, she was not a Mojin, but a Fjord resident.
"Sit down." The prince made an inviting gesture, then sat down in the main seat. "You are not from Graycastle, are you?"
"Why do you say that?" Margaery smiled.
"Your hair color is very rare in the mainland kingdom. As far as I know, most of the people on the other side of the strait have beautiful blonde hair. I also know an explorer from the other side of the sea. "
"You are really knowledgeable. My hometown is indeed in the Fjords, but I have been living there for more than ten years. Now I live in King's City, so I can be considered as half a Graycastle resident." She paused. "You just left King's City not long ago, maybe we met somewhere. I am very honored to live in the same city as Your Highness. "
Sure enough, a successful businessman was very good at talking. Even though he knew that the other party was flattering him, Roland still felt very comfortable in his heart. At this moment, he felt a strong pinch on his right side … Well, at this time, there is no need to judge the authenticity of the truth, Comrade Nightingale.
"But when it comes to explorers, this is a great title in the Fjords." Margaery went on to say, "You may not understand, but the land that the people of the Fjords can live on is very rare. There, the sea rises and falls, some islands will be swallowed by the sea when the tide rises, while others will erupt all day long with flames and smoke, the stones will melt under the high temperature, converging into a dark red river. Only those who open up new channels, or find new suitable inhabited islands, are qualified to receive this title. The average person will not call himself an explorer. "
"Haha, she not only calls herself an explorer, but also calls her father the greatest explorer." Roland shook his head with a smile. "She's just a child. She likes to think of herself as a great person."
"In the Fjords, even children, will not easily say this title," Margaery frowned. "Did she mention her father's name?"
Seeing the other's expression, Roland also realized that something was wrong. Could it be that the word explorer is the spiritual belief of the people of the sea, so it can't be called randomly? "Her father's name is Thunder."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this name, the other's eyes immediately widened, "Do you know Sir Thunder?"
"No, I know his daughter. Why, have you heard of this name?"
"Who in the Fjords hasn't heard of this name! Sir Thunder discovered the Twin Peaks Island and the Sea Dragon Bay, and expanded the area where everyone lived by almost half. He also drew a detailed map of the East Coast and the Endless Cape, and today, eighty percent of the routes to the mainland are opened up by him. Every child is familiar with the deeds of Sir Thunder, he is one of the greatest explorers of the Fjords! "
"But I heard that Thunder seems to have been buried at the bottom of the sea because of a storm …"
"No, Your Highness, a real explorer will not fall because of a storm. He has encountered countless dangers, but in the end, he has succeeded and survived. At this moment, Sir Thunder must be somewhere gathering a new expedition team, just like what he did before. "Margaery slightly leaned forward," Your Highness, do you know the whereabouts of his daughter? "
Roland was also a little surprised, he did not expect that Lightning's father was so famous, those adventure stories that sounded like the Arabian Nights, were they all true? "She lives in my castle. After the shipwreck, she drifted all the way west to Border Town, and I happened to take her in. "
"In your castle?" Her expression was overflowing with expectation, "Can you … let me see his daughter?"
"Well, probably not now," at this moment, Lightning should be cruising around the Concealing Forest, looking for the ruins marked on the "treasure map", "She is currently practicing … jungle exploration skills, if you plan to stay here for one night, you should be able to wait until she comes back."
"Then I will bother you," Margaery nodded without hesitation.
"Can we talk about business now?"
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