After saying goodbye to Tilly, Roland spent all his time copying materials.
First, he wrote the basic courses of various subjects. The textbooks he had written from memory were not complete. Now that he had the opportunity to sort out the content hidden deep in his consciousness, he naturally had to fill in the missing parts.
Second, he wrote the blueprints of the current equipment in Neverwinter. There was still a big gap between usable and usable. Using these mature designs, he could further improve the efficiency of the steam engine and machine tools.
Under the guidance of the new blueprints, Anna finally completed the manufacturing of the first steam turbine prototype.
Unlike the way he accompanied girls in his previous life, Roland rushed to the backyard of the North Slope after receiving the news. The two sat side by side on the workbench in the yard, admiring the huge machine together.
It was nearly six meters long, and the densely packed impellers were tightly attached to the outer shell, making it look like a huge metal drum. It was connected to a preheating boiler and a steam boiler. Under the heating of coal, the main shaft was driven by high-pressure steam to rotate. Whether it was efficiency, noise or vibration, it was much better than the reciprocating steam engine.
As a new generation of motive power, the prototype would be used on ships to meet the needs of Thunder's exploration.
Unfortunately, although it had a wide range of uses, it was difficult for the factory to produce the steam turbine in a short period of time. In addition, Anna would soon devote herself to the work of improving the machine tools, so there would not be a second steam turbine for the time being.
"What do you think?" She leaned over and touched Roland's chin. "I'm awesome, right?"
Unlike most girls, Anna was happiest when she turned the blueprints into real objects. Every time she completed a major project, her joy and satisfaction were always written on her face.
It was obvious that Anna liked her current life very much.
"Of course, second only to me." Roland smiled and wiped the stain on her cheek, leaving a shallow gray mark.
Every time he saw her clear and transparent lake blue eyes, he swallowed the words he promised Nightingale. Although he had made up his mind to confess to her, he only realized how difficult it was to actually do it.
No matter what excuse he gave himself, it could not lighten the burden.
In the past few days, he had been constantly copying books and sketching. He wanted to use work to fill his free time and avoid worrying about gains and losses.
However, procrastination was also a form of harm, especially to Nightingale who was filled with anticipation.
He could not keep running away.
When the boiler gradually cooled down and the steam turbine stopped operating, Roland took a deep breath and whispered in Anna's ear, "Come to my bedroom tonight. I have something to tell you."
…
At night, he sat in front of his desk and could hear his heart pounding.
[This era is not like modern society. No one cares how many women the nobles have. "
"I'm just following my heart. "
"No one would think it was against common sense. "
Roland kept coming up with reasons in his mind, but he rejected them one by one. It was as if there were two consciousnesses fighting over his head. He wanted to fill in the last bit of content that he hadn't finished copying, but in the end, he held the pen in his hand and couldn't write a word for a long time.
Until the door was pushed open by Anna.
The argument above his head instantly disappeared without a trace. He put down the quill and focused his attention on the girl.
She looked the same as usual. She was wearing loose pajamas, and her wet bangs stuck to her forehead. There was a hint of a smile hidden in her happy expression.
For some reason, Roland suddenly recalled the scene when she took the initiative to wait for him at the staircase after the first Months of Demons.
Anna would never complain or feel wronged. She would only express her thoughts and requests straightforwardly.
Now it was his turn.
Roland pulled her to the table and slowly told her what was in his mind.
There was a long silence, so long that he thought Anna would turn around and leave. He slowly raised his head to look at her, but the expression in her eyes didn't change much.
"That's it?"
Roland was stunned. "What?"
"I've been wondering when you would tell me about it." Anna sat down beside him. "I didn't want you to say it so early, but I wanted you to say it as soon as possible... Now I finally don't have to worry about it."
He opened his mouth wide. "Did you already know..."
"I could see it, especially Nightingale's feelings for you," she said bluntly. "The later you confessed, the more it showed that you cared about my feelings. But I also hoped that you would tell me your thoughts earlier, because no matter what it was, I was willing to share it with you. "
At this point, Anna sighed softly. "At first, I didn't expect to win the love of a royal family. Later, it gradually became that I only wanted to be by your side. Since you said you wanted to marry me, my thoughts changed again. Roland, I won't give you to anyone."
"Sorry, I..."
"You don't need to apologize. Feelings are unreasonable, and... I'm very happy that you chose to tell me this at this time." She paused. "You're not from this world, right?"
Roland's heart skipped a beat.
"It doesn't matter if he's a noble or not, there shouldn't be anyone who would hesitate or feel uneasy about this kind of thing, unless the world he lives in is very different from ours," Anna continued, "Similarly, in this world, there may be people who will treat witches well, but they won't treat them as close friends. Do you remember the bet you made with me? In the book, I wrote that you were a visitor from another world — not Hell or Abyss, but a more beautiful place. You came with knowledge that we have never seen before. It was God who sent you to me. "
At this time, he had nothing to hide. "Although the details are different, but... you guessed right."
"I also wrote that you would confess to me about Nightingale." Anna chuckled softly. "Now it seems that at least I've guessed two things correctly."
Roland found that Anna's intelligence was not only in learning, but also in understanding and observation.
Before he could speak, the girl held his hand and said word by word, "I can't promise you about Nightingale, at least not now."
Roland could not help but be stunned. "At least not now... What does that mean? Can I promise you in the future? "
"I know what you're worried about. Don't worry, I'll talk to her. Go to bed early." Anna kissed him gently on the forehead. "Good night, Your Majesty."
The door was closed with a squeak, and the room returned to silence. Roland did not come back to his senses until a long time after she had left.
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