"I'm on my way to escape fate, singing a farewell song."
"How far in the future is the person I'm waiting for?"
Elena held a cup of ordinary Tyrell coffee and complained. Naturally, the model could not afford the Arabi coffee Suria ordered. The coffee was imported from Arabi and cost more than a hundred gold marks per pound. Suria had ordered two cups and it cost twenty gold marks.
Her words made Laing and Suria feel a little awkward. Laing wanted to say something, but he respected Suria. Since the female knight hinted for her to solve the problem, as her husband, Laing did not say anything. He also knew what the model in front of him was thinking.
"Sorry, coffee always reminds me of a lot." Elena said a few words, but found that neither Suria nor Laing were interested. She quickly changed her tone. "I'm sorry for being rude."
"It's okay." Suria calmly added sugar into the coffee with a silver spoon and stirred it slowly with a small spoon. She then held the cup with her hand and took a sip. Smiling, she said, "Miss Elena, you're really funny. You make me feel that Nur is indeed slightly different from other places in the Empire."
Elena's eyes lit up. She could not wait to say, "That's for sure. Nur is different from other places in the Empire. This is the best place in the Empire."
"The best place in the Empire? Maybe, but I know that this is the Empire's favorite place to drink coffee. " Suria smiled brightly. The female knight maintained her elegant etiquette. Her every move was watched and memorized by Elena. The model tried her best to imitate her movements. "Does Mrs. Suria also like to drink coffee?"
"Occasionally." Suria was still smiling.
"Oh! Tasting coffee is really the most wonderful thing in the world. Work is very tiring. You're so tired that you only have a shell left. How can you talk about ideals? Your soul has been hollowed out. You're just like a walking corpse. " Elena imitated Suria's posture of holding the cup of coffee. "But every time the bitter coffee slips down my throat, I can remember that life is not just about the grind in front of me. There are also poems and faraway places."
Laing almost spat out the coffee in his mouth after hearing this.
Shi and Yuan Fang … Miss, are you really willing to leave Nur?
Not to mention the Chaotic Wasteland in the North and the Vile Land in the South, I'm afraid you won't even go to Midden Hill and Weissen Hill, right?
Holy Grail Expedition, please.
"Miss Elena, you seem to be troubled by your relationship problems?" Suria faintly said, "I can feel it from your words."
"Madam Suria, don't you think that some men nowadays are not considerate enough?" Elena immediately blurted out in an incomparably natural manner, "Sometimes I really envy you. You can marry for love, but I can only wait."
"Then what is Miss Elena's ideal man?" Suria stirred the coffee in the cup twice.
"I don't have too high a requirement. He's handsome, knows how to make money, gentle and considerate, understands me, and knows how to celebrate some holidays and anniversaries together." Elena gently said, "Otherwise, it means that the quality of life will decline. I won't invest my youth and life into marriage."
"Then I think I'm very lucky. My husband is like that." Suria gently smiled. She held Laing's hand and said, "We're celebrating our anniversaries together."
The female model's expression immediately changed. She immediately realized something and hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, I didn't know …"
"It's okay. Meeting by chance is also part of the surprise." Suria raised her swan-like neck. There was a hint of inexplicable meaning in her sea blue eyes. "I'm very happy to be able to meet by chance today."
"Thank you … Then, may I have the honor of getting your contact address?" Elena's expression changed. She obviously didn't want to leave like this.
"Of course. If you need anything, you can find me here." Suria casually gave Elena a contact address. The female model held the piece of paper and left with gratitude. Before she left, she reluctantly looked at Laing, but Laing didn't say a word. She could only leave the coffee shop, looking back every three steps.
"This is Nur." Clayon picked up the cup of coffee and finished the rest in one gulp. He smiled. "Look at her smile when she got your contact address. It's like she got a pass to the noble circle in Amelia's palace."
"That's her freedom." Suria held the coffee and looked at her husband. "Just like she has the freedom to say whatever she wants."
"When she's with me, she's talking about feelings. When she's with Ah Fu, she's talking about conditions." Laing put down the coffee cup. "The female citizens of Nur are different from the rest of the Empire. They often have their own jobs and can support themselves. So, they can come to Starbucks to drink coffee and buy expensive lace dresses and leather bags. This gives them an illusion."
With that, Laing suddenly smiled. "I don't have a house in Nur."
"Yeah. Why did the quality of life decline after marriage?" Suria sighed softly. The female knight shook her head. She noticed that the manager had returned. "Let's not talk about this for now. Our answer is here."
The couple stopped what they were doing. The female manager returned with a list in her hand. She quickly approached them. "Mr. Laing, Mrs. Suria, I've asked the boss. He said that he can provide information, but please keep it a secret."
"Okay." Suria nodded in agreement. Laing and Suria stood up together and followed the manager backstage.
The female store manager took out a piece of paper, bowed, and said, "This cup of coffee was ordered by Nur's Golden Smile Concert Hall. They ordered ten cups of coffee in one go, and they are all the same. This square napkin is one of them."
"Golden Smile Concert Hall?" Laing's brows furrowed. The lead ended here.
"Yes, Golden Smile." The manager explained again. "This order was placed a week ago. At that time, Golden Smile held a concert, so many guests ordered coffee."
This time, both Laing and Suria felt that it was troublesome. When the concert hall held a banquet, it would be open to the public. There would be many guests. Nur's nobles and citizens loved music. Who would remember which cup of coffee in the banquet?
"But the waiter who delivered the handkerchief remembered that it was for a young lady. She was wearing a mask and a wide-brimmed hat at the time, so he couldn't see her face clearly. After receiving the goods, she only said thank you and handed the order paper to the waiter as evidence," the female store manager continued.
"Can I see the order paper?" Laing asked.
"Of course." Doris handed the order paper to Laing. It was an ordinary order paper, except for some wine stains on it. Laing looked at it carefully for a long time and shook his head regretfully. "Looks like the lead is broken … Suria?"
"No, the lead is not broken! You don't know how wrong you are, my dear. " The female knight directly took the order paper from her husband's hand, then put it under her nose and sniffed gently. "Yes, this is the smell of sunshine. Bordero, Broken Valley! This is the smell of sunshine in Broken Valley! The lady's unique love for Bordero. "
"The smell of a wine barrel made of fine sandalwood … This wine barrel is quite old. The dark wine blends the pleasant fragrance of oak, truffle, rose, strawberry, flue-cured tobacco, and coffee."
"Obviously, this is 1453 Bordero Broken Valley wine, a first-class Aubriand wine, also known as Red Rong." Suria put down the order paper. "Perhaps, we can send someone to ask Duke Bodrick about the person in charge of Nur's export? Not everyone can afford red wine at this price. "
The female store manager and Ryan were both dumbfounded.
"Why, what's so strange?" Suria put down the order paper and looked at her husband playfully. "As the daughter of Duke Winford, don't you know that I can taste and identify all the fine wines produced in Brittany?"
"You're always able to surprise me, my wife!" Clayon was so happy that he directly hugged Sulia. "That's great!"
"How can I be your wife if I'm not great?" Suria showed a happy smile under the manager's envious gaze.
… I'm the dividing line of my wife's long live …
After receiving new clues, Laing immediately ordered the Nur branch of the Olivier Chamber of Commerce to check how many bottles of 1453 Bordero Broken Valley Aubriand wine had entered Nur in the past few years. Bordero naturally knew of Laing's influence and was willing to cooperate, but the investigation would take a long time. Laing and the rest could only wait patiently. The Traveler's Association was very well-hidden.
At this time, the Nur City Council finally approved the proposal to let Laing and the rest visit the Nur Military Factory. Laing and the rest who came from afar could finally visit the Nur Military Factory and the Nur Firearms Academy.
Speaking of which, this visit request was quite complicated. When Ryan proposed to visit the Nuer Military Factory and the Nuer Firearms Academy, Nuer's first reaction was to refuse.
The Nur Military Factory and the Nur Firearms Academy had the best guns, cannons, and war machines in the entire Empire. Although the most advanced guns and cannons were not as powerful as the technology at Riptide Pass where the Dwarven Engineers Association was located, they were already the pinnacle of human technology, at least in this world.
More importantly, the Nur Military Factory was the only place in the Empire that had the ability to produce and repair steam tanks. Moreover, the factory had recently received a huge order. Countless Empire engineers, high-ranking technicians, and Dwarven engineers were gathering together to build a new and terrifying war machine.
No matter how good Laing's relationship with the Empire was, he was still a citizen of another country. Moreover, his special relationship with Lady Emmanuel made the entire Nur noble circle dislike him. When he asked to visit the Nur Military Factory, he was met with a lot of resistance. Many nobles objected.
In the end, the approval was based on two points. Firstly, Leon had brought in a large number of orders to Nurr's military factory over the past few years. As an important customer (including Fulgen's large order), Leon's request to visit the military factory was irreproachable. The second point was Lady Emmanuelle's attitude. In a rare instance, she openly told the nobles of Nurr that this was her man, so what was wrong with him taking a look?
Only then did she allow Laing and the others to visit the Nur Military Factory and Nur Firearms Academy.
The entire factory was as complex as a fortress. Solid brick walls separated a series of stone buildings. Factories, blacksmiths, furnaces, and warehouses. Fulgen's orders far exceeded Nur's estimated production capacity. Regardless of whether it was day or night, the flames of forging never went out, causing the entire city to be shrouded in a pungent smoke.
Large amounts of gold and silver from Lucia were taken into the Nur warehouse and replaced by the never-ending flames and forging. The entire Nur Military Factory was exuding a terrifying vitality. The workers worked in three or even two shifts in the factory. Not only did no one complain about the 996 working day, but the entire factory was in a frenzy caused by the production.
The Nur Military Factory had always been a place where the more you did, the more you earned. The huge profits brought in by the large orders made the workers happy. Because their salaries had also increased, no one complained about the hard work. They were not afraid of having too many orders, but they were afraid of not having any orders. Lady Emmanuel was very strict in this aspect.
Today, everyone was here to see Nur's, or perhaps the entire Empire's, most advanced technology — the steam tank.
Speaking of the steam tank, everyone's impression of it was a bone-chilling steel beast. In war, it would roar towards the enemy while emitting steam. The super-thick steel plate and powerful steam driving force could crush all enemies in war. The steam cannon could be released while in operation, firing deadly shells at the enemy. It was the Empire's ultimate weapon. Only when the fate of mankind was in danger during war would the master engineers of the Empire consider whether or not to use it.
The one who received them was the chief engineer of the Nurr Military Factory, Gunter Maybach. He was a middle-aged man who reeked of gunpowder and coal. He held a wrench in his hand and said to the people who entered the military factory, "On the battlefield, the tank commander will decide how to use the steam tank, whether to charge or shoot. This thing is indeed very powerful, but relying too much on steam power may also cause the steam boiler to explode."
"I see. Then what's the design principle behind the steam boiler? The dwarves' steam compression technology? "Laing nodded and asked the chief engineer.
"Yes, it's the dwarves' technology. In fact, even today, we still don't have a complete understanding of the dwarves' steam technology." The chief engineer, Maybach, nodded. "It is precisely because of this that the design and manufacture of the steam tank is very difficult. Every part of the tank needs to be made with precision by hand, and it also needs a long time of continuous debugging until it can be used and put into battle. This is a long process."
"So, this is why you can make every part of the steam tank, fix every fault, and modify the steam tank according to the needs of the battlefield, but you can't make new steam tanks?" Laing stroked his chin and joked.
"Who told you that the Nur Military Factory can't make new steam tanks?" The chief engineer frowned and said unhappily, "Of course we can make new steam tanks, but please don't underestimate our standards! The Nur Military Factory can produce a new steam tank every one to two years! "
After that, the chief engineer muttered to himself for a while and suddenly understood. He raised the wrench in his hand and waved it. "Oh, Mr. Laing, I understand what you mean."
"You've misunderstood something."
"I think you're talking about the work of Leonardo da Milagliano, right?"
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