Heidi did not know what her ancestor from seven hundred years ago was thinking at this moment, and she was destined not to understand the plans that were too distant and grand for her right now. However, as she followed Gawain's eyes and looked at the camp that was full of vitality and vigor in the distance, she was also inspired and became excited.
A land from scratch, a new order, a promised beautiful future — Heti thought that she had passed the age of a young girl who was easily touched by external things, but at this moment, she still could not help but look forward to some better changes in this land.
This was the biggest difference between her and the traditional nobles — the traditional nobles did not look forward to changes.
"What I told you today, just keep it in your heart for the time being," Gwen suddenly turned around and reminded Heti, "These things are too advanced. If you tell them to the people, they won't understand, but to the nobles … If they don't understand, then they will treat you as a lunatic, but if they understand, then they will treat you as a mortal enemy."
Heti was slightly startled, but with her intelligence, she quickly understood Gwen's meaning.
The new order — even though there were only a few hints of it, it was enough to touch the sensitive nerves of the nobles. Perhaps it could really bring prosperity to this land, but that kind of prosperity was not necessarily what the traditional nobles would like to see.
After all, they were different from the Cecil Family. Their current days were extremely comfortable.
"I understand, but can you tell Rebecca?" Heti nodded, but just as she finished speaking, she pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, "I'm afraid that child won't understand these complicated …"
"No, you underestimate her," Gwen laughed, "In fact, I'm afraid that Rebecca is smarter than you think, but her intelligence has never found a suitable stage. I think recently she's … "
Before Gwen finished his words, a small figure suddenly appeared in his sight: Betty was running quickly along the ridge of the field. The little maid with a few cute freckles on her face came in front of him, took a few deep breaths, and then clumsily bowed, "Master! Miss Rebecca is looking for you! "
"Why is she looking for me …" Gwen paused. "Oh, you must have forgotten."
"I haven't forgotten this time!" Betty straightened up and said crisply, "She said she's going to start work and wants you to go over and take a look at her results!"
Heti walked up from behind. "What do you mean by starting work?"
Betty thought for a moment and shook her head. "I forgot!"
Gwen and Heti: "…"
"Well, I know what it is." Gwen rubbed the little girl's head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "It seems that she has studied the magic circle for several days and finally figured out the 'magic net'. But I thought she would need more time. So, Heti, do you want to take a look? Anyway, there won't be anything important here for the time being. Why don't you go and see how Rebecca's first 'project' is going? "
"To be honest, I'm a little worried about what she'll do. After all, a lousy mage who only knows how to cast fireballs has to make such a large-scale magic circle … although it's all elementary runes." Heti smiled and shook her head, then looked in the direction of the wooden shed. "Well, Knight Philip, I'll go check on the blacksmith with my ancestor. I'll leave this place to you."
The young Knight immediately stood up straight and knocked on his breastplate with his hand. "I will not disappoint you!"
A little supervision of the wasteland reclamation work has made him sound epic … Gwen could not help but sigh. How could there be such an old-fashioned Knight among the young Knights, who was even as strict as the classic Knight … Is this really the power of faith?
Gwen and Heti left. Betty looked around to make sure there was nothing for her to do, so she strolled into the wooden shed. It was still early before cooking time, and the laundry had been done. The little maid, who had nothing to do for the time being, was interested in the paper with many words and pictures left on the wooden table.
Knight Philip saw the little girl's action and stared at her carefully to prevent the silly little girl from messing up the important things — he was ready to stop her at any time.
Betty, on the other hand, looked at the drawing of the waterwheel curiously, but her interest soon shifted to the recording form with numbers and names written on it. She leaned closer to the table and pointed at the pen and paper. "Can I write?"
Knight Philip moved the paper and pen away and looked at the little girl seriously. "Can you write?"
"No," Betty shook her head and then added, "I can't read!"
"Then you're not allowed to touch it," Philip said a little sternly. "The paper, pen, and ink were bought by the lord with money, not for you to play with."
Betty was stunned for a moment and then nodded with some frustration. "Oh …"
Knight Philip looked at the little maid's frustrated look and frowned. He felt that he might be a little too strict, but it was his duty to protect the lord's property — especially when there was a shortage of all materials in the territory, and even a piece of paper and pen had to be transported from Tanzania Town. He could not let the little girl waste those precious writing tools.
In the end, he comforted Betty a little, but the little girl still left with frustration and regret.
Looking at Betty's back as she walked on the ridge, Philip could not help but think of the conversation between Duke Gwen and Lady Heti that he had just overheard.
Let them be literate.
Let everyone be literate.
Was it really possible? Could it really be done? Would it really be done?
But if it was really done, then presumably the little maid would be able to write.
When Gwen arrived at the "blacksmith's shop," he found that it had become a construction site. There were many busy "workers" in the open yard, and several soldiers were guarding various materials piled up in the corner of the yard. Rebecca was standing in the middle of the yard, holding a large stack of paper in her hand and introducing something to the old blacksmith Hamel. Hamel's apprentices were standing by the side, listening attentively.
It looked quite real, and it was obvious that Rebecca had called Gwen over after the project had been successfully started.
"Ah! Ancestor! " Rebecca saw Gwen, who was almost two meters tall, from afar, and then she saw Heti, who was beside Gwen. "And Aunt Heti …"
The little girl was in awe of Heti.
"I'm here to see your progress," Heti said with a faint smile. Although she did not know how well Rebecca could do, looking at the orderly scene, she also felt that she needed to encourage her with a smile. "It seems that you are very confident."
"Yes! I've been studying it for several days! " Rebecca said with her hands on her waist. Although she looked a little like a fairy due to staying up late, she was still full of vitality. "This magic circle is really great! Those calculation formulas are also … Ancestor, let me tell you, those formulas are easy to use. They are a thousand times better than those rigid rune arrangements and spell models, and you can apply them in any way you want. And this magic circle … "
"Stop, stop, stop, we are not here to listen to you show off," Heti quickly interrupted Rebecca's boasting. She knew that her niece was indeed very good in calculation and theoretical knowledge, but she was afraid that the little girl's chatter would annoy her ancestor to death. "Just tell us how you are going to complete the magic circle."
At the mention of this, Rebecca nodded vigorously. "Oh, oh, I'm going to bury it underground …"
"Bury it underground?!" Heti was stunned. "I saw that you dug a lot of trenches, and you're really going to bury it underground?!"
When Gwen entered the yard, he also saw the trenches that Rebecca had ordered the people to dig. Those curved, straight, intersecting, and parallel lines formed many geometric structures in the huge yard and formed the rough shape of a magic circle as a whole. Some seemed to be nodes, and there were some markers like stakes, and some auxiliary white lines around them. Considering that almost all the people working here were illiterate, these auxiliary lines and coordinates should be done by Rebecca herself.
She first drew lines on the ground, then told the workers where to dig, and how much to dig. This should be her working process.
After hearing Heti's words, Gwen turned his attention away from the trenches. He looked at Heti curiously. "Is there anything wrong with burying the magic circle underground?"
"No … there is no taboo," Heti shook her head. "It's just that most magic circles are exposed. On the one hand, it takes a lot of effort to bury them underground, and on the other hand, the magicians have to control the magic circle or monitor it. Burying the magic circle obviously will cause trouble."
What she said was common sense. As a level-three magician (although only able to cast Fireball), Rebecca could not have not known. But this girl still did it, which could only mean that her jumpy brain had lost control again … Heti was a little anxious, afraid that Gwen would blame Rebecca for this, which would be a big blow to the latter's hard-earned confidence.
But this child has suffered a lot since she was young. She should be able to get over it in a while, right?
While Heti's imagination was running wild, Gwen said, "Let's not talk about why you buried the magic circle underground first. I want to know, how did you draw it on the ground so accurately?"
Rebecca was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the ancestor meant by this question.
Gwen actually asked this question with great astonishment.
Rebecca drew a magic circle full of various geometric shapes on a plane of up to 100 meters in length and width, which would cause a serious error if observed from the surface with the naked eye.
In Gwen's native world, this kind of thing was not difficult. There were countless mapping instruments and mathematical tools to do this kind of drawing. In this world where magic existed, this kind of thing could actually be done. Magicians usually used Magician's Eye or Eagle's Eye to look down from the sky and use this simple and crude method to complete the drawing of a large magic circle. But could Rebecca do it?
She did not have any advanced tools except for a few wooden stakes and some auxiliary lines. This world also did not have a complete mathematical and geometric system to help her. She also did not know any other magic except Fireball.
She did not even know Magician's Eye, which could be mastered by a level-two magician.
So how did she do it?
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