Magic Industrial Age

Seeing the strange look on Loye's face, Otto couldn't help but ask, "Lord, has something else happened?"

Loye shook his head: "It's nothing serious!

It's just that Grand Duchess Afra has invited me to the city of Auxerre to discuss the aftermath of this noble war.

Obviously, my mother doesn't want this war to continue. She wants to resolve all issues at the negotiating table."

Iron Knight Phil said something very philosophical: "Problems that cannot be solved on the battlefield cannot be solved at the negotiating table either!"

Loye smiled and said, "No, this time, I will make my mother's wish come true.

This is not only because the Norman family has contributed greatly to this battle, but also because we need a period of recuperation, accumulation, and development."

"I can give up the territory, but I will double my protection of wealth and various resources."

"Furthermore, so many people covet a mere Flower Territory, so how many people will fight for a complete Marquis Territory?"

"The Noble Elder Council is probably going to be lively again!"

Saying this, Loye couldn't help but rub his brow, and said, "Sir Thor, prepare a ship for me, I have to leave immediately and return to Brussels."

Sir Thor asked, "Don't you want to rest for a day?"

"I'm born to be a busybody, there's nothing I can do!"

Saying this, he folded the letter and put it away, not letting anyone else see its contents.

……

Sir Thor's efficiency was extremely high, and in just two or three hours, a ship was docked on the Ruhr River.

This was a passenger ship, not very big, but fully equipped, with luxurious private rooms for resting, and plenty of food and fruit.

Even the boatmen were eight experienced, young and strong laborers, who controlled the oars not only quickly, but also quite steadily.

Obviously, this was not something ordinary people could own, but was prepared by wealthy merchants or nobles, but Loye really didn't have the mind to ask.

He led a group of people onto the ship and went to find a room to rest.

Then, listening to the boatmen's chanting, he felt the ship slowly starting, constantly accelerating, and going upstream, shuttling on the Ruhr River.

Of course, traveling upstream from Sea Serpent Port to Auxerre was the standard, and even if the boatmen worked hard, the speed was always slower.

Also in a guest room on the ship, when only Loye and Oliveira were present, he finally took out the letter again and handed it over.

Oliveira took it, but did not open it immediately, but gave a puzzled look.

Loye said, "Take a look, read it before you speak!"

Oliveira didn't waste any words, opened the letter and quickly scanned it.

At first, his eyes did not change at all, still indifferent and unchanging.

But in the end, it was suddenly as sharp as a knife!

Just because, at the end of the letter, there was such a sentence: "It has been determined that the Earth-type Oath Knight who intercepted Oliveira, after staying in the Bonaparte Empire for several months, finally went to the Kingdom of Sardinia.

He is a fourth-order disaster-level powerhouse from the Isel family of the Sardinian Dynasty, named Ignatius Isel!"

"Kingdom of Sardinia, Isel family?"

Oliveira couldn't help but stroke his hair, which was originally black, but was now half black and half white.

In that battle, although he did not die, the loss of lifespan could not be recovered, even with treasures like the 'Isis Wine Spring'.

At this moment, Oliveira looked at Loye and asked, "Lord, what are you going to do?"

Loye did not answer, but asked instead, "This time, I want to ask you what you are going to do?"

"Ask me?"

Oliveira had a moment of confusion in his eyes, and then said, "I'm just a guard?!"

"No, you are the most loyal warrior of the Lionheart family, and also the teacher recognized by me, Loye.

This revenge must be taken, but I want to know how you, teacher, plan to take it?"

The indifference in Oliveira's eyes faded, but after a moment, it returned to firmness, coldness, and even indifference.

He said, "When I return to Brussels, please allow me to leave for a period of time. I have reached the peak of the third level, and after two refinements of fighting spirit, it is time to try to break through to the fourth level.

When I succeed, I will go to the Kingdom of Sardinia!"

"Are you confident in breaking through?"

Oliveira did not rush to answer, but raised his hand and clenched his fist, suddenly clenching it: "I must!"

"That's good, then I'll go with you!"

Oliveira suddenly looked up and said, "Lord, I alone would be more..."

Loye waved his hand: "I also want to go to the Kingdom of Sardinia to see what the country ruled by the queen, isolated overseas, is like."

"It is said that it is also the busiest country for overseas trade, with an exaggerated number of sea ships that can stretch to the end of the horizon, and long-distance trade can reach the New World."

"I want to see even more, why a sea island kingdom dares to call itself the 'Empire on which the sun never sets'?"

Saying this, Loye looked at Oliveira again: "After returning, I will have Hoover provide you with enough resources. If you need anything, just ask.

I will also ask Douglas and Mrs. Linda to help, to see if they can find some magic potions from the Habsburg Empire that are beneficial to breaking through."

Oliveira knew that Loye had made up his mind, and finally stopped saying anything, just responding with a "Good!"

……

In the room,

Beside the desk.

Oliveira stood aside, no longer speaking, as if he were invisible.

Loye busied himself, he really wanted to rest, really wanted to rest, throw himself on the bed, and sleep soundly.

But it really wouldn't work!

If he really returned to the Lionheart Manor in Brussels, he didn't know how many things would be waiting for him to be busy with.

He had to take advantage of the spare time to sort out what he had to do, only in this way would he not be in a hurry.

However, when a high-end piece of parchment was spread on the table, and the quill was dipped in a little ink, it stopped when it was about to write.

Loye couldn't help but think, what was his original ideal?

Safety is the first priority, after all, life is important, making money is to ensure the needs of cultivation, and cultivation is also for safety, so there is no need to have too much money.

It is best to have many friends and few enemies, and life is leisurely, and nothing else is so important.

But what about now?

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Busy as a dog!

Is this really the life he wants to live?

At this moment, Loye fell into deep self-doubt, but when the tip of the quill, the drop of accumulated ink fell, and spread out on the parchment, he came back to his senses.

He couldn't help shaking his head, and he threw all these trivial thoughts out of his mind.

The road has come to this point, it has always been a one-way street, why think so much?!

Of course, he also has a unique trick for sorting out his thoughts!

"Deep Blue, Deep Blue, don't pretend to be dead for me!

Turn on the data analysis module and help me calculate the specific things I need to do after returning to Lionheart Manor!"

"Divide it into priorities, and then arrange an order!"

"The external environment is estimated to be stable for a while, I can finally develop a wave steadily."

As he muttered, Deep Blue's voice sounded in his heart: "Here it comes, here it comes, Master!

However, where are you going to start?"

"Where to start?"

Loye's eyes narrowed slightly, all kinds of thoughts boiled in his mind, and he said, "Military merits! Let's start with military merits..."

"The war is over, and the military merits I promised can be redeemed, but this time, I want to change the way of redemption."

So, under the ink dot on the eyelid paper, more and more smooth words appeared.

Under the military merits, there are rewards, wealth, education of offspring, and promotion ladder...

Then there is the company, there are railways, mining, magic mechanical factories, shares...

Then, Loye extended new branches from these projects, and wrote down many key points.

As a result, the division became more and more detailed, and the content became more and more, until the entire parchment was densely packed with crisscrossing lines.

Until nightfall, Loye himself could hardly see this mind map clearly.

But his thinking became clearer and clearer, and he already had a complete process in his mind of what to do and how to do it!

So, he threw this mind map away without hesitation, and threw himself directly on the bed, twisting his body, finding a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

When will this day end?

This was Loye's last thought, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

……

One day later.

In the afternoon, the ship finally entered the Brussels River Basin. Once the Lionheart flag was hung, it directly ignored the obstacles on both sides of the river and continued to gallop forward.

Until, when it reached the pier closest to the Lionheart Manor, Loye got off the ship.

He looked up and saw that the staggered buildings blocked his view, so naturally he couldn't see where the Lionheart Manor was.

However, from his perspective, he could already see a half-built tower rising from the ground.

Although it was near dusk, there were still many mages busy, and various materials that had been cast with levitation spells flew into the air one by one.

Under the command of the magicians, they spontaneously placed, stacked, compacted, and bonded and stabilized with magic...

Every time a rock was completed, magic patterns would light up, layers of light flashing, and finally matching other rocks.

Otto opened his mouth in surprise: "This, this is?"

"A mage tower? The most suitable mechanical mage tower for magic mechanists! I asked the Habsburg Empire to help build it."

Iron Knight Phil was even more incredible: "But isn't this speed too fast?

I have also seen the construction of Ms. Palacios's mage tower. It took a whole year to construct, and a mage team was hired from the Bonaparte Empire."

Loye looked at the two of them: "This is the reason why Count Carl and I are committed to promoting magic machinery.

Two, disasters are very strong, even magic cannons can't hurt you.

But do you believe that one day, the Habsburg Empire will create a great weapon that will make you all fear!"

"No, perhaps it already exists, but it is still looking for ways and means to mass produce it."

"At that time, the times will let you know what true cruelty is!"

"Therefore, we must keep up with the trend."