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Leonard smiled and shrugged.

Pullman was furious at first, and then immediately controlled himself【|

That's right, this kind of thing is obviously impossible to do, blurting it out by yourself is completely a gaffe.

And Leonard came to the door, obviously not just to tell Pullman that he couldn't beat this kind of thing.

Well, the answer can only be...

"Are you trying to say that if you command, you will have a chance to beat Tempus again?"

Leonard smiled wryly.

"Ah, if you haven't implemented military reforms, maybe I can try, but now, forget it..."

This time, Pullman was really angry.

But he is not a fool after all, seeing that he guessed wrong, he simply asked directly:

"Then tell me, what do you want to use to convince me to accept your proposal."

Leonard nodded, and took out a blueprint from his sleeve.

"Of course I use this!"

Pullman grabbed the blueprint and looked at it carefully.

Ten minutes later, he raised his head with an admiring smile and asked:

"This thing is really good. It's a work of art. But, you don't mean it. You plan to use it to beat Tempus?"

Leonard smiled and said:

"Why not?"

The smile immediately disappeared from Pullman's face.

"Leonard, maybe I don't understand alchemy or military command. But at least I can understand that this kind of bomb cannot be delivered by manpower or common war machines."

"And no matter how powerful the bomb is, as long as it doesn't fall on the enemy's head, there is no threat at all-I still understand this."

Leonard nodded and said:

"But we have airships."

Pullman froze for a moment, then shook his head immediately.

"No, that won't work either. That thing is too slow. Last time you were able to successfully turn the tide of battle with an airship, it was only because the enemy was not familiar with this kind of thing."

"The Marconians also have mages and excellent craftsmen. I believe that this kind of slow flying machine is no longer enough to pose a fatal threat to them."

"It's even possible that the airship was carrying bombs and was shot down before it reached the enemy's head."

"You are quite right."

Leonard responded calmly.

"So I invented this again."

Taking advantage of the situation, he took out another blueprint from the other sleeve and handed it to Pullman.

Pullman took the drawing again and looked it over.

After a few minutes, he raised his head and asked hesitantly:

"What the hell is this?"

Pullman felt that he was well-informed, but he really didn't understand what Leonard had invented.

"It's a steerable glide device. The wings allow it to glide for a certain distance in the air, and the rudder here can adjust the direction."

Leonard reached out and pointed on the blueprint.

"It can be hung on the airship and ejected directly from a high altitude. The occupant in the driving seat can correct its direction according to calculations."

"When it flies over the enemy's main points, you can manually release the suspension device of the bomb and let the bomb fall to the desired position."

"I believe that as long as we can manufacture dozens of such devices and the corresponding bombs, we can give His Majesty Tempus a big surprise at the most critical moment."

Pullman's eyes suddenly lit up.

As long as he imagined that scene, he couldn't help feeling his blood boil.

However, based on his habits, he quickly thought of more questions.

"But it takes a lot of money, precious materials, highly skilled craftsmen, and brave volunteers..."

"Yes, so I brought them to you."

Leonard said respectfully.

In Adglass' vision, Leonard saw the Gundam conceived by Serena.

Although it's just a superficial appearance, some of the ideas in it have inspired Leonard, a professional, a lot.

Air strikes, high-speed targets, the aerodynamic structure of the wings involved in partial maneuvers...everything made Leonard see a whole new field.

Serena couldn't imagine what kind of value the things she made playfully would be a guiding light to Leonard.

And these preliminary research results, in Leonard's view, are enough to deal with the invasion of Tempus-provided that he can turn these things into reality.

At this moment, there are only a few people who can really mobilize the resources of the country of the Secret Art Alliance and turn it into a war machine.

In order to achieve his goal, Leonard must convince one of them.

His luck is that Todd's teacher, Grantham, happens to be Pullman's old friend.

And Todd, who always did what he wanted, pushed Leonard to his teacher with unusual enthusiasm this time.

Under such circumstances, Leonard was able to stand in front of Pullman at this moment and finish what he wanted to say.

After that, it all depends on Pullman's choice.

At this moment, Pullman obviously realized how important his choice was.

For the sake of the country, he should obviously accept Leonard's suggestion and let Leonard preside over the related work.

Yes, it's not at all about producing two alchemical products.

Everything, including tactical arrangements, intelligence countermeasures, personnel selection, logistics arrangements, etc., all need to be arranged by Leonard, the core figure.

Without these, nothing can be done well with only two drawings.

But Pullman still had great doubts in his mind.

Leonard, this guy, fought all the way from the bottom to the level of the archmage.

Leonard, who is too talented and too successful, naturally despises everything that exists in the league.

The violent coup d'état last time certainly saved the alliance from a certain angle, but it must be said that it also caused almost fatal damage to the structure of the alliance.

Over the past year or so, there have been many ambitious new mages wanting to join forces to change the country.

From Pullman's point of view, those guys are simply letting the Secret Law Alliance rush into the abyss -- things like governing a country are not that simple at all.

In Pullman's view, this time Leonard bowed his head and approached the door softly, which was actually a very good opportunity.

If this proud and unassuming guy can be successfully incorporated into the existing system, and then win the subsequent war, it will undoubtedly gain precious golden time for the Secret Law Alliance.

It can ease old and new conflicts, discuss the future of the country at a peaceful level, shut up careerists, and see that the alliance also has the courage to reform itself...

There are really too many benefits.

But the most critical issue here must be properly resolved.

That is, how can Leonard be restrained so that he will not be too deviant?

Pullman was lost in thought.

Chapter 43 Meredith's Persistence

"Your Excellency Serena, I have brought the report you requested... Huh?"

Eve walked into Serena's office holding a stack of documents.

But Serena, who was still here half an hour ago, disappeared from behind the desk.

Eve clearly remembered that Serena said that she would not leave work until after reading her report, but she had already collected all the information as quickly as possible, and ran back before the end of get off work time?

"Eve, come in, I'm inside."

Just when Eve was wondering, Serena's lazy voice came from the lounge next door.

Eve breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the half-closed door and walked in, then...

"ah!"

screamed.

"Don't worry, she's fine, it's just that she just got a massage, and she's a little tired."

Serena's voice sounded again in time, causing Eve's heart that was about to jump out to fall back.

But Eve pointed to Meredith who was lying on the soft bed tremblingly, and asked worriedly:

"She, is she really okay?"

True, Meredith didn't look all right.

At this moment, she has rolled her eyes, her pink tongue is half sticking out, and her body is only covered with a thin white sheet - in Eve's view, she is almost the same as a corpse.

Considering that Meredith is a vampire herself, and doesn't need to breathe...it's more like it!

"It's okay, it's just that my massage made her too relaxed, hee hee."

Serena laughed with a contented expression.

At this time, Meredith finally raised her hand with difficulty, adjusted her expression, and made herself more energetic.

Eve blinked in disbelief.

What kind of massage can turn a vampire into this virtue?

Also, is it really okay for such a leader to massage his subordinates during working hours?

"Yes, acupressure massage!"

Serena flicked her fingers enthusiastically.

"I'm not humble enough to say that I'm probably the best shiatsu masseur in the world. Why don't you come and try it before Eve? Make sure you're so comfortable that you can't leave the bed!"

Eve hesitated.

Serena is certainly not a reliable guy, but this guy usually doesn't lie to his subordinates.

As for the proposal from the leader, according to the little workplace experience taught by Maggie, it is best not to refuse.

Even looking at it from another angle, enjoying the massage service of Serena, who is about to inherit the position of chief saint, is an honor that most people can hardly expect in a lifetime.

In terms of emotion and reason, Eve seems to agree?

But at this moment, Meredith spoke in a voice full of resentment:

"Serina, remember what you promised me!"

Serena smacked her mouth regretfully.

"Okay, I'm just asking for Eve's opinion..."

Seeing Meredith stop her, Eve immediately understood that Serena's massage was not so enjoyable.

Considering Serena's internal reputation... Eve immediately took two steps back.

"Well, I didn't really do anything bad, why should I be afraid?"

Serena blinked innocently, and then said with a bit of disappointment:

"Okay, Eve, just put the report on my desk, you can go back and rest. Meredith and I still have some things to talk about, we'll leave later."

Eve nodded as if she was forgiven, and quickly ran out in a small step, and within a few seconds, she couldn't even hear her footsteps.

Serena looked at Meredith who was still unable to stand up, and smirked.

"How? It's been less than a month, and you can already reach the highest experience without leaving the magic circle—I didn't even put my finger in it!"