In her office, she saw Roland Wimbledon again, who was writing something, presumably on business. By this time, the sun had set in the west, and the sky was dyed a touch of gold. Sunset shines through floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving a long shadow in front of the table.

It wasn't until the prince put down the quill that Ash spoke, "I won." ”

"Indeed, you won. The other man simply nodded.

Such a cheerful attitude surprised her a little, she thought that Roland would still quibble, but she didn't expect him to agree with this result.

"But I admit that you have what it takes to stand up to the Divine Punishment. "The Divine Punisher is not invulnerable, they are similar in strength and body to mine, but they lack the ability to think and think—that's why I can handle all three at once." If the Knights' opponent was the Divine Punishment Army, I don't think they would have rushed up from the front. So the Divine Punishment Army can't be sent alone like the Inquisition, and if I'm not mistaken, the Church needs to send someone to lead them into battle. ”

"Thank you," Roland smiled. "This intelligence is important. ”

"What's the new weapon in the knight's hand?"

"Muskets," he said, "will henceforth be used by my soldiers, so that even an unarmed farmer can defeat a well-trained Inquisitor with a musket." ”

Ash hesitated, "Can you give me a musket?"

"Unless you join the League of Witches," Roland said, "after all, it's still very rare. ”

The other party's refusal was expected, and she exhaled, "I must make peace with Tilly as soon as possible, and tomorrow morning, I will leave Frontier Town." If you can't make it any longer, you can take refuge in the fjord. ”

He nodded, "You too, don't forget to tell my dear sister the news, there is a place for witches in the west of the Grey Keep." ”

"......" Ash was silent for a moment, "I'll think about it." ”

Just as she was about to leave the office, the prince stopped her, "Wait, I have a gift for you, just behind the door." ”

Gift?

Stunned, she turned around to see a great sword by the door—obscured by the door, and she hadn't noticed it when she had entered.

"Your sword is no longer usable, I asked Anna to cut one for you, this is not an inferior pig iron sword, but made of pure steel. ”

Indeed, it is evenly glossed throughout, reflecting an orange-red metallic sheen in the setting sun. She stepped forward and gently stroked the sword, and could see that the thickness of the blade was very even, and there were still traces of quenching on the side of the blade, and there was no doubt that it was a weapon of excellent quality. The only thing that puzzled Ash was its shape, which was bladed on one side compared to a double-edged sword, with the other side about the width of a little finger, no tip, and a trapezoidal head. The most peculiar thing is the front of the sword, in addition to the strange rune carving, there is also a round bulge on the unedged side, which is painted gold, which is very eye-catching.

Even though she didn't want to admit her affection, she couldn't resist the urge and reached out to lift it up.

"Why does it look like this...... Strange?"

"Because it's not an ordinary weapon," Roland laughs, "and it's called the Ember Bringer." Compared to your previous broadsword, it's already a legendary item. ”

"......" Ash decided not to delve into the inexplicable words in the other person's mouth, "In that case, I will take it." In return, I will give you a gift as well. ”

"Oh, what is it?" said the prince, curiously.

She didn't answer and left the room.

The next morning, Roland opened the door and saw the nightingale sitting at his desk with a piece of dried fish in his mouth.

"They're gone. ”

"Both of them are gone?"

"Yes," she replied lazily, "we were on our way at daybreak, and Wendy gave her a ride." ”

Roland couldn't help but feel a little emotional, Wendy cared about any sister, let alone the witch who had saved her from harm and indirectly helped her escape from the convent. He thought Wendy would follow Ash away, but he didn't expect her to refuse the invitation first.

In the end, the League of Witches was still twelve, which made Roland full of energy.

"Do you think they're going to tell the news to the witches on the other side of the sea?"

"Maybe, maybe not," he sighed, leaning back in his chair, "but when they encounter unsolvable difficulties, they always think of the frontier town." ”

Closing his eyes, Roland flipped through the memories that belonged to the fourth prince in his mind.

Tilly wasn't close to him, or rather she kept a certain distance from everyone, even Wimbledon III. Except for her beautiful looks and the extraordinary intelligence she has shown since she was a child, she didn't leave much information about her in her head.

When the Five Princesses began to secretly shield witches, and when they planned to go to the fjords to develop, Roland didn't know. Either way, she's a natural ally to win over - after all, fighting the Church is a common goal for both of them at this stage.

As for sending Tassa to spread the grapevine, it is also not in vain, the witch awakening is a random event, and it is impossible for Tilly to take all the witches away, especially after the organization is evacuated, the newly awakened witches will be more eager to find a place to live.

Now that he knows the information of the Divine Punishment Army, the next thing he has to do is undoubtedly to expand the scale of production of double acid.

More efficient gunpowder and explosives are inseparable from nitric acid and sulfuric acid, and after the First Army is equipped with a revolver rifle, the rifled barrel and fixed ammunition will greatly improve the shooting accuracy, so the significance of training has become particularly important - in the era when there is no barrage suppression, a veteran with superb archery skills is worthy of ten recruits who shoot indiscriminately. At that time, the number of bullets consumed will be staggering.

Moreover, black powder will remain in the barrel, clogging the rifling and reducing the service life of the barrel, which can only be solved by using smokeless powder. Early smokeless gunpowder was actually nitrocellulose, and later it was a mixture of nitrocellulose* glycerin and nitrocellulose. At present, the nitric acid used to soak the sealing cotton wool alone is quite insufficient, not to mention replacing all the hair * shooting powder with cotton wool.

After all, the laboratory method can only be produced on a small scale, and if you want to meet the needs of an army, industrial production methods are necessary. It's a pity that in the face of a completely unfamiliar chemical industry, Roland couldn't think of any good solution for a while.

In addition to this, education cannot be put down. Not only the popularization of primary cultural knowledge, but also the ideological transformation should be carried out as soon as possible. The aborigines have endured the test of the Demon Moon, and the propaganda of the First Army has a high level of recognition of the witch community, but outsiders still accept the ideas indoctrinated by the church. Nowadays, there is a surge in the number of foreigners in the border towns, especially the serfs, who are still living in wooden huts by the Chishui River, which can be regarded as the "outer city" of the town, but once they are promoted to free people, they will inevitably gradually move into the city, and it will be too late to correct their attitudes.

We have to come up with a way to make things so subtle and silent, and at the same time make them easy for the general public to accept.

......

After thinking about it for a while, he opened his eyes and suddenly found that the nightingale was watching him, and the moment they looked at each other, she subconsciously turned her head.

"Ah...... By the way, I forgot to tell you something," the witch looked out the window, pretending to be nonchalant, "Wendy asked me to tell you a word. ”

"What?" Roland asked.

She said, thank you. (To be continued.) )