The Sun King's Evidence

PS. Some readers say that the Holy Grail Knight is a T4 cavalry, a scumbag who can’t even beat Chicken Knight. I just want to say, don’t take the data in the game as a benchmark. The game needs to be balanced. In other military books, In the background setting, the Holy Grail Knights are the number one cavalry unit in the old world. By the way, I would like to emphasize that things like the Dragon Prince are not from the old world.

PS2. This chapter is 4700 words long, please enjoy reading it!

Under the cold winter snow, Angron was hitting an iron ingot with a sledgehammer. When he saw Ryan coming, he threw the sledgehammer and laughed: "Brother? Are you back?"

"Well, brother, I'm back, why are you here?" Ryan walked in and introduced to Veronica: "This is my brother, my dear brother, his name is Angron."

"Hello! Mr. Angron!" Who knew Veronica said sweetly, and then bowed to say hello: "I am Veronica, Veronica Bernadotte, I am Ryan's magic consultant , is also his woman.”

The Witch of Gloria could tell at a glance that the strength of the big knight in front of her was unfathomable.

"Hehehe~ Hello." Angron originally didn't want to pay attention to this witch, but after hearing the last sentence, he felt the need to make excuses, so the World Eater Primarch nodded. , they said hello, and their attitude was relatively friendly: "Hello, Ms. Bernadotte, just follow Ryan and call me Angron."

"Yes, Brother Angron!" Witch of Gloria immediately hit the snake and followed the stick. She did not appear overly affectionate, she just held Ryan's hand and resumed her taciturn state around Ryan.

"Ryan, my brother, you know, I lack a handy weapon right now." In the heavy snow, Angron motioned for everyone to come in from the outside: "Just in time, this dwarf came here, and I want to ask him to help me. Make a useful weapon."

The workshop built along the river covers a large area and is fully equipped with all the equipment needed by the blacksmith. Several wood elves were more patient because of Ryan's presence and did not rush to speak.

"Hey, for a tall man like you, I can't make the weapon you want in a short while." At this time, a voice came from the workshop, and the dwarf rune craftsman Delon Feinson touched his own The bearded man came out of the workshop. The dwarf's white beard and face were full of light, but his face was a little troubled: "Tall man, Mr. Angron, I have never wanted the weapon that looks like an ax and a hammer." I have never seen it. Based on your description alone, I think it may be a powerful magic weapon. Then you require that this kind of ax must have the ability to attack magic and accept energy injection, and must be strong enough. I think you are It’s embarrassing for me.”

Angron also scratched his head in distress: "I think I have described it concretely enough, Mr. Deron. I am a warrior, not an artist. I have no experience in making weapons. I have only used weapons like that."

"Then the weapon you want to use has at least been used by yourself. Do you have any samples?" The human language spoken by the dwarf is a bit lame, so what he speaks is in vernacular so that everyone can understand it.

"Uh... I don't have anything on hand right now." Angron still couldn't give Delong a satisfactory answer. The dwarf craftsman mumbled a word in dwarf language helplessly. No one heard what he said clearly, and then the dwarf noticed the outside. People who come.

Deron ignored the elves at first. He patted his belly, held a large hammer in his hand, and said to Ryan: "Oh! Baron, this place you introduced to me is great, the things are so complete, and the place is big. , I love it! It will work with a little tweaking, and if you don’t plan to change your mind, I’m going to make it my home here.”

"Of course I won't change my mind, Mr. Delong." Ryan nodded continuously: "The friendship between humans and dwarves can be traced back to fifteen hundred years or even longer. As long as I exist, my territory will always be willing to serve me. Open the door to your dwarven friends."

"Then I really hope you can live longer, Mr. Ryan." Deron liked this kind of generous human being. He stroked his beard and shook hands with Ryan.

So in one word, the rune craftsman confirmed that he would stay in the Baron of Jean, and Ryan also got an excellent dwarf blacksmith.

The vast majority of dwarves like to live in the mountains. They are the people of the mountains, but there are also a considerable number of dwarves who will go out of the mountains and settle in the human kingdom.

"Occasionally, you have to go to the mountains and the world outside the underground to take a look. They know how to drink, fight, and shoot off cannons. If you can step out of the mountains with determination, a better life will come, and there will be wealth, glory, and advanced technology outside. "

——Girard Kunst, Master Dwarf Craftsman of the Empire

"Oh! Pointy Ears is here!" After reaching an agreement with Ryan, the dwarf finally had the energy to pay attention to the wood elves who came to pick up the goods: "You suddenly asked me to order so many goods, how can I have the energy? Are you going to make a temporary order for you? I’ve made some here, and I’ve marked the prices, so you can figure it out!”

"You! Damn bearded dwarf..." Anas, the captain of the Eternal Guard, was immediately angered. How had the wood elf, who usually enjoyed enough superior treatment, ever encountered such cold words?

The captain of the Eternal Guard looked uncertain, but thinking about the presence of Ryan and others in human territory, he nodded: "Okay, let's go take a look."

The entire exchange between the wood elves and the dwarves was narrated by Estelle and Ryan, and the whole process was quite laborious.

This is a portrayal of the relationship between dwarves and elves. These two races had a fierce war thousands of years ago. Later, when the elves retreated from the old world, the two parties made peace and agreed to forget the past. For this reason, the Phoenix of the Elves The crown stayed in the dwarf's collection room forever (the elves had to make a new one), and the dwarves erased their hatred from the elves in the Big Book of Hatred.

Despite this, the relationship between the dwarves and the elves is still very cold. The two forces have never established diplomatic relations and have never traded directly. If the elves want to get the dwarves' exquisite products, the dwarves want to get the elves' various magical creations. via humans as intermediaries.

Although Delon Feinson has a bad attitude, about ten fine steel long swords and twenty pairs of rune breastplates have been made in the blacksmith workshop. Although the quantity is far from meeting the needs of the wood elves, the wood elves have The elves couldn't care about this for the time being. They left a bag of gold coins and hurriedly took it and wanted to leave: "Then Mr. Ryan, we will leave first."

"Are you so anxious?" Ryan could see that the wood elves never intended to let outside forces intervene in the affairs of the forest, so he could only ask Estelle who stayed behind. The half-elf did not leave with the wood elves.

Estelle was wearing a green cloak and a deerskin coat. After listening to Ryan's words, the half-elf smiled bitterly: "We are indeed very anxious. In this season, we cannot wake up the tree spirits and ancient tree guards." , the only one we can rely on is ourselves.”

"But even in this difficult moment, they don't want you, a half-elf, to go back and help?" Ryan said half-jokingly and half-sarcastically.

"That's it, hey, otherwise I wouldn't have left the forest to look for opportunities." Estelle also sighed. The half-elf was always trying hard to integrate into the wood elf society, but the wood elf always regarded him as a The illegitimate son who is in contact with the outside world will think of him when he is in need and need him, but he never truly regards him as one of his own.

"Then stay. We are old friends. Winter has arrived. It's okay to leave a room in the castle for you." Ryan said upon seeing this.

"Stay? Then are you willing to leave a place for me among your followers?" Who knew Estelle asked back.

"..." Ryan couldn't help but frown when he saw this. The half-elf was eyeing the knight's position in his hand.

Baron Jean has five knights errant and two kingdom knights under his jurisdiction. Among the knights errant, there are already Lops from Nord, Olivier from Marienburg, Hex from Le-Angoulan, and just... Angron was chatting with the dwarf craftsman nearby. The knights of the kingdom have not been enfeoffed yet. It is obvious that the half-elf is eyeing the remaining knight position in his hands.

"I'm inviting you to spend the Winter Veil Festival with me, not to be my subordinate, Estelle, you need more performance to impress me." Ryan refused of course, Estelle could hear him Didn't say it to death.

"I have a friend who is a half-elf like me and a ranger at the peak of the elite level. Can I bring him to celebrate the festival with me?" Estelle thought for a while and then said.

"Of course, I welcome half-elves with various skills and power to settle here." Ryan's eyes lit up, this is okay.

The Kingdom of Knights has the most powerful knight force in the old world, but it is seriously lacking in long-range infantry. Among them, the long-range infantry almost only consist of serf archers. It is of course best to have a highly skilled half-elf ranger like Estelle to join them.

The serf archers did have short bows and arrows in their hands, but the serfs lacked enough strength and accuracy. To sum up, as long as a serf can draw the bow and know how to shoot arrows in the direction of the enemy , the knights thought that they were already qualified archers.

Only the Principality of Bastogne has a unique unit called longbowmen. The bows of this longbowmen are made of yew wood. It takes 2-4 years of work, and a longbowman must start from an early age. Training will be their training time throughout their lives. The Duke of Bastogne stipulated that the longbowmen enjoy much better treatment than ordinary serfs, but at the same time, he also stipulated that the longbowmen must go to the castle for training every week. Household registration and name must be registered.

Therefore, the training of longbowmen did not happen overnight, so Ryan came up with the idea of ​​hand crossbows made by dwarves.

"Mr. Delong, can you make crossbows here? The kind of crossbows used by dwarves? The kind that can be fired by pulling the trigger?" Ryan then asked.

"Of course. Is there anything that our Feinson family can't make?" The dwarf stroked his white beard proudly: "Do you need me to make a dwarf crossbow for you, Mr. Ryan? This crossbow is very simple. I I guarantee that as long as you are not mentally retarded, you will be able to use this hand crossbow very proficiently after two or three months of training, and it can also ensure good lethality, which means that the range is slightly worse than that of a bow."

"Well, Mr. Delong, let's try to produce some first. I'll let the infantry equip them and try them out." Ryan agreed.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ryan, I guess I really can't make the kind of weapon your brother requested." The dwarf craftsman continued. He looked very distressed: "It's not that I don't know how to make mithril weapons and vibrating weapons. Gold weapons, but I have never heard of a weapon that can perfectly mix these two metals. Your brother probably wants me to make a divine weapon, right?"

"Uh..." Ryan thought to himself that Angron was probably talking about a power axe, but how could the dwarves in this world produce such a thing with a hammer and bellows?

It was an indisputable fact that Angron lacked the weapons at his disposal.

Ryan owned a mithril mine from Hadrian, the president of the Luigi Chamber of Commerce, but there was no vibranium, so Ryan and others negotiated for a while, and Deron expressed his willingness to make a few pieces of mithril soft armor and provide them to Ryan. With his knights, Angron's weapons were a little slower, and the dwarf himself only brought seven or eight apprentices to Lion's territory.

The group of people followed the dwarf craftsmen to visit the entire workshop. The workshop was reorganized by the order of the dwarf craftsmen, giving it a completely new look. The dwarf craftsmen walked at the front and said: "I didn't imagine what would happen here. The scale of the workshop will be so large, so it seems that my manpower is too few."

Veronica, who was holding Ryan's arm, spoke, and the witch said with a smile: "Mr. Delon can write a letter to ask more dwarf friends to join us. As long as they are dwarf friends with skills, we welcome them here."

"Hahahahaha~" Delon Feinson laughed. He stretched out his strong arm and pointed his stubby finger at Veronica's nose: "Little girl, you have a beautiful idea. You lied here, and are you going to lie to my brothers and sisters again?”

"This is not deception, this is solicitation. I can set aside a special community for you and pay you high wages. You can also open more business routes. If necessary, we can also act as an intermediary for you and your tribe. , let you buy other goods, such as Winford's wine, wood elves' gems..." Ryan also said with a smile.

His territory needs dwarves, and the dwarves who come out of the mountains also hope to do something for their own people.

"Hmm... I said Mr. Ryan's words are quite pleasant, but please be patient, brother, I have just arrived in this place not long ago, and I have to observe it for a while." The dwarf craftsman did have some thoughts, he thought in his mind Retania rarely sees knight lords who do not discriminate against dwarves and welcome dwarves. If Ryan is really so friendly to dwarves, then he can still invite some tribesmen to come here to work for him, but now he still needs to wait and see.

"Okay." Ryan couldn't say much more about this, so he took out a roll of parchment and gave it to the dwarf: "This is the new enchanting technology I promised you."

The dwarf was immediately attracted by the symbol on the parchment. It was a star-like symbol, shining with white light on the parchment: "This is?! This is a brand new enchantment rune and enchantment process, my God, I’ve never seen that!”

"This is a symbol of my friendship with Mr. Delong." Ryan put the parchment into the dwarf's hand, with a smile on his face.

"...Get out." After looking at the parchment for a long time, Deron Feinson suddenly said: "You all get out?"

"What?"

"You all get out! I want to close the door and study this brand new rune and enchantment process. You all get out and don't disturb me!"

"Okay, okay!" Ryan and his group retreated from the blacksmith workshop.

The door was firmly closed. Angron looked at the closed door, then at Ryan and others, and muttered: "Brother, when you did this, I didn't get my weapon, and I helped him fight three times." Hours of iron!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The group couldn't help but laugh, and Ryan could only pat Angron on the arm and said: "Brother, I will find a solution for your weapon. I will ask my father."

"Well, I'll go back first. In such a cold weather, I need to add some thatch to my cows, otherwise they will freeze to death." Angron seemed to have been waiting for Ryan's words. Seeing him speak, he swallowed The Primarch of the World smiled happily, and he slapped Ryan on the shoulder with a force that could kill two cows: "Then I'm waiting for your good news, haha."

After Angron left, Veronica held Ryan's arm and breathed into his ear: "Where should we go next?"

"Next let's go to the vineyard to have a look. By the way, you can also choose a site for your own wizard tower."

"Okay~"

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