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On the way to the backyard of the North Slope Mountain, Roland's ears were still echoing with this sentence. 【love ↑ go △ small ↑ say △ w
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He felt a gap in his heart opening little by little. That's right, he thought, I'm no longer the cartographer who dealt with mechanical drawings all day long. This is also not the world I was familiar with in the past. He is now gradually becoming a lord who commands a region, and may even become the ruler of a kingdom in the future. When the situation changes, it is no longer appropriate to use the previous concepts to bind himself.
Just follow the thoughts in the depths of your heart, he told himself, if you force each other because of some imaginary "rules", it will only hurt both sides. There is no benefit.
Thinking of this, Roland's mood suddenly opened up a lot. He took a deep breath of the cold air and slowly pushed open the door to the backyard.
The open iron door was like a crack in the bottom of his heart, opening up a new world in an instant.
"Ah … it's Your Highness," Hummingbird and Lucia ran forward and saluted.
"You're here?" Anna showed a sweet smile. Seeing the faint red mark on her white neck, Roland couldn't help but think of her fiery passion last night. But since he had already made up his mind, he didn't care about the last bit of time he had to wait.
"How is it, did you make the model?"
"Of course," Anna made a follow me gesture. The two walked out of the back door of the courtyard and saw an iron ship floating in the middle of a pool surrounded by snow. The iron ship was about one meter long and twenty centimeters wide. It was much more slender compared to those crude cement ships. The bow of the ship was clearly shaped like a shuttle, and the rear end was flat. The most special thing was that the bottom of the ship was covered with crisscrossing support bars, looking like countless square lattices joined together.
"This is what I want," Roland sighed. Compared to the reinforced concrete stone ship, the pure steel ship had a unique and delicate feeling, especially when matched with the dense crisscrossing beams, it was simply like a work of art. He knew that every module of this ship model was completely scaled down and cut by Blackfire. Not a single joint was omitted. If it was in the future, it would be a fine product worth tens of thousands.
"Is it the new ship you want to build?"
"Yes." He nodded. "It's also the town's first official warship."
Originally, Roland had intended to use the concrete boat as the hull of the shallow-water heavy gunboat. However, he found that the speed of the concrete boat was the most significant shortcoming due to the insufficient power of the steam engine. With only fuel and crew on board, the average speed of the entire fleet on this expedition to Longsong Stronghold was only eight to nine kilometers per hour. If a 152mm Longsong Stronghold Cannon was installed on the boat, as well as the necessary ammunition and other combat weapons, the speed was likely to drop below five kilometers per hour. In terms of knots, it was impossible to guarantee a speed of three knots. The reason was that concrete was too heavy. It didn't matter if it was used for transportation, but as a warship, it was naturally better to be lighter.
If there was a serious shortage of steel two months ago, he would have had to accept it no matter how slow it was. However, with the production of the Star of Steel, the current steel reserves were enough for him to build a real iron-armored warship. In terms of structure, Roland chose the simplest modular assembly method, which was to weld pieces of steel plates together with horizontal beams to form a large hollow box structure. Then, he put together many flat boxes to form the bottom plate of the hull. This building method did not require a keel, and had nothing to do with the classical method. In addition, the enemy did not threaten his own cannons at all, so he did not need to worry about defense. The sides of the ship were almost made of thin iron sheets, which minimized the cost and weight.
As for the power part, Roland decided to invest in the new ship with the propeller technology instead of the paddle wheel drive of the concrete boat. The power unit was still a steam engine, which drove two propellers with rotating gears. However, in the design plan that he gave to Anna, he left room for modification of the triple expansion steam engine. He planned to modify it into a new steam engine that was more suitable for ships in the future.
Back in the yard, Anna began to cut the first steel plate.
The Blackfire was like the most precise ruler in her hand. As it flew up and down, a thick piece of steel that was one meter square was instantly cut into seven or eight thin plates as if she was peeling a potato. The thickness of each plate was exactly five millimeters, no more and no less.
The next step was welding. Hummingbird put the lightened steel beam between two plates, and Anna's Blackfire turned into thin filaments that could not be seen with the naked eye and penetrated the bottom of the beam. Like a suture, she tied the three plates together and increased the temperature at the same time. Unlike the initial open flame welding, this heating from the inside to the outside allowed the flowing molten steel to completely fill the gaps between the plates. When the three plates were completely joined together, the longitudinal beam had slightly sunk by about one millimeter, which was proof that the bottom of the beam had melted and filled the gap between the two plates.
A staggered cross-shaped longitudinal beam could connect four plates, and more cross-shaped beams could form a hollow box unit. These units would be lightened by Hummingbird and transported to the Redwater River, where the final assembly process would be completed in the shipyard.
Roland's eyes were fixed on the busy figure of Anna. The girl's long flaxen hair swayed back and forth as she cut, like a dancing elf in the pure white snow.
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In the afternoon, Roland met the newly awakened witch, Summer.
Since she could appear in the office, it meant that she had passed the examination of Nightingale. As for her special ability, Wendy had already recorded it very clearly, so Roland didn't do any more tests. Instead, he directly placed the contract in front of her.
Summer held the pen stiffly for a while before she said with a red face, "I... can't write."
"It doesn't matter." Roland smiled and said, "You can just press your fingerprint."
She carefully pressed her ink-stained thumb to the end of the parchment and asked, "That's all?"
"Yes." Roland put away the contract and said, "I've learned about your situation from Vendy, so even if you sign the contract, you don't have to live in the castle. You just need to come here every day to practice your ability and attend classes. Vendy should have told you about the characteristics of magic power these days, right? "
"Yes, Your Highness." Hearing that she did not have to stay in the castle, Summer immediately relaxed and said, "Lady Vendy said that if I don't release the magic power I've accumulated every day, my life will be in danger on the Day of Awakening."
"Yes, so you have to practice well. I think she'll slowly teach you the relationship between the precise control of magic power and the corresponding ability." Roland did not correct her honorifics. It was not a bad thing for a beginner to be respectful. "If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask any member of the Witch Union."
"I understand, Your Highness." She lowered her head and said, "But... is this ability useless? I once asked Lady Vendy this question, but she said only Your Highness knows the answer. "
"Of course not." Roland smiled and said, "Your ability is only possessed by a famous detective. It's invincible when it comes to fighting crime."
"Famous... detective?" Summer was confused.
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