In the Lord's Mansion of Cecil City, a silver-white metal ball with a diameter of 1.3 meters, with a cheerful smiley face painted on its surface, slammed against the door of the Lord's Mansion with moderate force. Behind this metal ball, a metal box less than a meter long floated.
After two knocks, the door opened from the inside. Betty, who was wearing a maid dress, appeared at the door. The little maid blinked her eyes and looked at the Iron Ball Planet outside the door with a hint of surprise on her face. "Mr. Egg? You're here? "
Although the metal ball rarely left his' mechanical throne ', Betty was often dragged by Rebecca to wander around the city. The most frequent places they visited were a few factories and research facilities. Naturally, she was familiar with this' Mr. Egg 'in front of her.
"Is the liege here?" A pleasant buzzing sound came from the silver-white metal ball. "Or Miss Rebecca. I have something good to show them!"
Betty blinked and reacted for a second. "The liege and Miss are not here. They have gone to the Magitech Research Institute. But they should be back soon."
Nicholas' round body bobbed up and down. "Okay, I'll go in and wait."
The weird-looking 'Mr. Egg' was the master of mechanical technology in the territory. He was a very important 'person' to the liege. Betty knew this. So she followed Gwen's instructions and brought Mr. Egg to the study on the second floor of the mansion.
As the supervisor of mechanical technology in the territory, Nicholas rarely left the Magitech Research Institute, let alone the industrial zone in the east of the city. But this did not mean that he did not know what was going on in the territory. After entering Gwen's study, the first thing he saw was the map of the southern border hanging on the wall. He also noticed that on the upper half of the map, the location of the Firmrock Fortress was marked with Cecil's logo.
"At least I can sleep well now." A low buzzing sound came from the metal ball. "All those cannonballs were not wasted."
The little maid Betty stood in the corner of the study. She didn't really understand the matter of the lord's war, and she wasn't interested in it. She just stood there quietly, looking as if her mind was elsewhere. No one knew what was going on in her little head.
Nicholas waited in the study for a while and felt a little bored. He could not help but talk to Betty. "By the way, little girl, can you read?"
Betty snapped out of her daydreaming state. She was startled and then nodded uncertainly. "Yes … Although I can't recognize all of them."
After saying that, the little maid, who was not very smart, seemed to have finally gotten into the mood. She realized that she had not received any guests yet, so she quickly picked up her big teapot and walked over to Nicholas. The latter was still talking to himself, "Oh, you can read? That's good. Then you usually look at … Hey, wait a minute. Why are you holding the teapot?"
Nicholas' looked 'at Betty with a funny expression (he really had no other expression to use). Then, he saw the silly little maid speak very seriously, "Mr. Egg, would you like some black tea?"
Nicholas was stunned. "… You didn't notice that I don't have a mouth?"
Betty looked at the structure of the metal ball in front of her seriously. She even walked around twice as if she was looking for an opening to pour the tea. When she found that she could not find it, she dragged her voice. "Huh … I really don't have one!"
"Nonsense. You know that my face is painted on." Nicholas shook his body and continued the topic. "If you can read, do you know how to read the newspaper?"
"Newspaper … I can understand it. I usually read it." Betty nodded with a happy look on her face. "The thane also gave me a set of stationery with scissors and glue. He also taught me how to cut out the content I like from the newspaper and make it into a book!"
After saying this, Betty walked around Nicholas again. "… Mr. Egg, you really can't drink tea."
Nicholas couldn't understand why this little maid was so insistent on giving the customer tea, but he was really worried that this silly girl would drill a hole in his body to pour the tea in. So, he patiently explained, "I'm different from you guys. I don't usually eat or drink … Or rather, the way I eat is different from you guys …"
Betty finally stopped walking. She looked at the metal ball in front of her with her eyes wide open. "How do you usually eat, Mr. Egg?"
Nicholas casually said, "Oh, I usually absorb it from the surface of my body …"
As soon as he said this, he realized that the little maid next to him might have misunderstood because the girl was looking up and down at his round body while shaking the big teapot in her hand. Her face was full of eagerness. Nicholas hurriedly said, "Hey, stop thinking about it. When I said absorb from the surface of my body, it doesn't include you watering me!"
A disappointed expression appeared on Betty's face. "… Oh."
A question mark appeared on Nicholas's face. "Speaking of which, why are you so insistent on giving the guests tea?"
Betty showed her trademark blank expression again. After two seconds, she suddenly said, "Sister Jenny said that the most important thing for a maid in charge of receiving guests is to pour tea for the guest in time …"
"Jenny …" Nicholas tried to recall, but found that he had never heard of this name. "Is the thane's residence recruiting new maids?"
Betty shook her head. "No, Sister Jenny was a maid in the former castle. She was in charge of receiving guests and was the best of us."
After that, she paused for a moment as if she was recalling something. Then she continued, "Sometimes, she would secretly bring the leftovers of the guests to the kitchen for us to eat …"
"The former castle …" Nicholas muttered in a low voice and understood what was going on.
He found that Betty was in low spirits and realized that he had said something stupid before, which led to this stupid topic.
However, he did not know how to comfort a human. This upright creature, whose thoughts and emotions were too complex, had too many incomprehensible characteristics. It was not as easy to understand as metal and machinery. He could only imitate what he used to hear humans comfort each other and say dryly, "Don't be sad. Everything will be fine."
"I'm not sad. I'm fine." Betty shook her head and seemed to have pulled herself together. "Mrs. Vincent said that being alive is the best thing to be happy about."
Nicholas floated quietly beside Betty. Once again, he realized that humans were really complicated and interesting creatures.
Soon, the most complicated and interesting human he knew finally arrived.
Gwen pushed open the door of the study. As soon as he entered, he saw Betty holding a teapot and the big metal ball standing next to Betty. He smiled. "Nicholas, I heard that you brought something 'good' for me to see?"
Behind Gwen, another head popped out. Rebecca squeezed into the study. "I'm here, I'm here. Mr. Egg, what did you bring out? A car engine or a ship's bearing? "
In the entire 'Cecil R&D system', Rebecca was the one who had the closest connection to Nicholas' mechanical manufacturing. As the main research and development department in the field of practical technology, the Institute of Magitech Technology would often entrust some theoretically proven blueprints to the Institute of Magitech Technology. Such orders were usually beyond the processing ability of the ordinary 'mechanical bachelor' and were usually handled by Nicholas himself. Under normal circumstances, Nicholas would always have a few orders from Rebecca.
So when she heard that Nicholas had brought something 'good' to the liege's residence, the most excited one was not Gwen but Rebecca.
On the other hand, after greeting Nicholas, Gwen looked at Betty who was holding a teapot. He could not help but smile when he saw the teapot in her hand. "You didn't force our master craftsman to drink tea, did you?"
"Mr. Egg has no mouth." Betty shook her head. "He can't drink."
"… You." Gwen shook his head helplessly and ruffled the little girl's hair. "Go back and rest."
After Betty left the room, Nicholas came up to Rebecca and put the metal box that had been floating near him on the ground. "Those two things are almost done. But today I've brought the finished product of another order."
The lock on the metal box opened automatically and the lid popped up. An eighty-centimeter-long metal roller device with runic interfaces on both ends and faint lines on its surface floated out from the box.
Nicholas's proud voice rang out from within Nicholas's body. "It's not easy to realize its function. Although the principle and schematics are clear, it's not easy to master the right mix of mithril alloy. Even I had to test it for a long time before it could work stably. Miss Rebecca, please accept your order. "
"This …" Rebecca looked at the metal roller in surprise. "You've finally succeeded?!"
Gwen vaguely guessed what the metal roller was when he saw its shape. But he still turned to Rebecca for confirmation. "This is —"
"This is the most important structure of the new printing machine that you mentioned earlier!" Rebecca smiled brightly. To design this thing, the Magitech Research Institute had put in a lot of effort. "I call it the 'Arcane Transfer Cylinder'. With this, the printing machine that you've requested can be fast, easy to edit, continuous printing, and reusable."
"Arcane Transfer Cylinder?" Gawain did not expect Rebecca to copy his habit and come up with a new term. He repeated the term and became curious about the metal cylinder in front of him. "Can you demonstrate it now? How does it work? "
"It still needs an input unit to work. But if you just want to see what it looks like after it's activated, you can directly inject magic into this part …" Rebecca said as she put her hand on one end of the metal roller. "Carefully inject some magic into it and give the test symbols to … Eh, ancestor, what are you doing …"
Gwen did not wait for the maiden to 'inject magic' and pulled her hand aside. "Let me do it. Don't blow up the house again."
After that, he no longer paid any attention to Rebecca's pouting face. Instead, he put his hand on one end of the metal device under Nicholas's guidance.
A little bit of magic was carefully injected into the metal roller.
Just a moment later, rows of neatly arranged lines and symbols that emitted a faint blue light appeared on the surface of the silver roller.
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