Little Priest's Cat Diary

Assembly line production.

When the old blacksmith, Sardis and the others heard this word they had never heard of before, they all looked at Mia blankly.

Mia thought for a while, and simply picked up a feathered arrow from the weapon rack in the martial arts training ground, pointed at the arrowhead, arrow shaft and tail feathers, and roughly explained what assembly line production is.

The IQs of all the people present were not low. As long as Mia tapped lightly, they quickly understood the meaning of Mia's words.

At first they were a little puzzled about the significance of doing this, but after thinking about it for a while, they felt that this so-called 'assembly line production' seems... interesting?

At the beginning, the old blacksmith, who looked dazed and somewhat terrified, pondered for a while, then suddenly realized, and then showed an excited expression.

He has built weapons all his life by himself, so he understands the significance of this approach to the mass production of weapons and armor better than anyone present.

You must know that assembly line production is a big killer of industrial change, a revolutionary change that can lead to explosive growth of productivity.

In addition to its ability to greatly improve work efficiency, another biggest advantage is that it can gradually promote the standardization and standardization of products, thereby greatly improving the pass rate of products.

For example, each blacksmith makes an iron sword independently, which is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also because of the level of craftsmanship, the quality of the iron swords made is also uneven, and even the weapons made by the same blacksmith are also good or bad.

It's out of control.

For a soldier on the battlefield, the degree of good and bad weapons can be extremely deadly.

The quality of the weapons made by the assembly line will hardly change much.

It may not be able to create magic weapons, but it can guarantee the quality of weapons to the maximum extent to be above the standard.

This is what the current Portoyas army needs most.

If it was changed to more than ten years ago, the old blacksmith who was obsessed with forging would only dismiss the so-called assembly line for weapons, thinking that the weapons made in this way had no soul.

But now, he only wants to avenge the sea people, and his desire to make the Portoyas people stronger as soon as possible is not lost to the Portoyas people.

So, after getting the big weapon of 'assembly line production' from Miya, he couldn't wait to return to the construction site in a hurry, gearing up to make a large-scale reform to the construction site.

He is confident that in this way, the production of weapons can definitely be doubled several times, and as time goes by, the production will continue to increase as everyone's proficiency increases.

In this way, within a year, all the troops of Portoyas will be replaced with new weapons!

"How did you come up with this idea?"

Sardis asked Mia curiously.

He didn't think much of it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, the more he thought about it, the more interesting the so-called 'assembly line production' became.

Mia looked at him, her eyes suddenly rolled.

He smiled and said, "Sometimes I dream of strange places, and this is what I dreamed of."

"A strange place?"

"Yeah, it's completely different from ours. The houses there are [-] meters high and soaring into the sky. People there can talk thousands of miles away. People there can travel from the royal city of Ston to our royal city within half a day. of……"

"Alright, alright."

Sardis laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed the head of Mia who was still eloquent.

"I know you are very smart, but some of the things you imagine are feasible, and those that are impossible, don't fantasize."

The young man looked at Sardis with a pair of blue eyes, and his slender eyelashes blinked slightly, with a hint of elusiveness.

After being interrupted by Sardis, he did not continue to speak, but raised his hand to open Sardis's hand, and turned around.

"It's boring."

He muttered softly, "I'm going out for a walk."

"Wait, I'm coming too."

Sardis immediately chased after him.

After walking a few steps side by side with Mia, he suddenly felt something was wrong, as if something was missing.

Looking around, he suddenly woke up.

The tail that always followed behind Mia didn't catch up?

He looked back at Faer who was standing still, wondering.

However, this doubt was quickly forgotten by him.

Mia also didn't notice this.

He was lost in some kind of contemplation, and he felt as if he had forgotten something very important.

Well, the iron has been smelted.

There is a very important thing related to iron, but I can't remember it for a while.

……what is it?

The young man was thinking hard, and just as he walked outside, he suddenly heard the neighing of a steed.

He looked up subconsciously, and saw Sardis took the reins from his servants, and the horse led by the reins snorted and pawed the ground with its front hooves.

In an instant, there seemed to be a flash of light in his mind.

correct!He remembered!

With iron, then——

…………

The words Mia said, no matter in anyone's eyes, were whimsical, just a mess of fantasies in his dreams, but when he said them, Faer, who had heard all these words in his ears, felt a thump in his heart. .

[I dreamed of a place completely different from ours. 】

His heart sank deeply, but he didn't show the slightest clue on his face, he still stood quietly aside.

It wasn't until he watched his master's back leave that the black-haired knight commander suddenly called out to Antiste, who was about to leave.

"Your Excellency, I have something to tell you about something that happened to the master."

Antiste stopped.

"Mia? Why didn't he tell me himself?"

Faer said in a slightly heavy tone: "Because the master himself doesn't know about it."

"........."

Antiste frowned.

Faer went on.

"If you allow, please let me bring a person, only that person can tell you the situation at that time in detail."

…………

It was night, and the clouds were floating in the night sky, half covering the crescent moon.

The room was quiet.

After telling the weird things that happened on that moonlit night from beginning to end, the red-haired phantom thief shut his mouth.

He was lazily leaning against the window with his hands folded, his slender fox eyes squinting at the ordinary-faced general opposite him.

Those blue eyes were faintly similar to Isaiah's.

Heh, after all, they are all high priests of Purcell.

Yes, Xidir is also one of the very few people who know that General Antiste is the high priest who is said to have been 'killed'.

It was just learned.

Faer brought him to see Antiste. As the Thief with Thousand Faces, he took a few more glances and realized that there was something wrong with Antiste's face.

He became vigilant and refused to tell Antiste about Mia to Antiste, who refused to show his true colors. After thinking for a while, Antiste opened his mouth and told Hidir that he had two identities .

After Hidir was surprised for a moment, he didn't ask any more questions, and then directly told what happened that night.

During this period of time, he also kept thinking about that day.

What was the strange thing that happened to Isiah...

The former high priest and Isaiah's teacher in front of him might know something.

The room was very quiet, although there were three people, but after Hidir finished speaking, no one spoke again.

After listening, Antiste lowered his eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.

No one knew what he was thinking about, they could only see him pondering for a long time, as if he was recalling something.

After a long time, he seemed to finally wake up from his memory.

He looked at Sikhdir and asked, "Do you think what happened to Mia is related to the moon god?"

Hidir didn't answer right away, he asked instead: "What kind of god is the Moon God?"

"In order to find the lost temple of the Moon God, during this period of time, I searched for a lot of information and classics about her. However, the more I know, the more mysterious she becomes, as if..."

He thought for a while, as if he was considering how to describe it in words.

"She seems... seems to be extremely multi-faceted, and even the legend about her is very different from other gods."

He asked again: "What kind of god is she?"

After being silent for a while, Antiste opened his mouth to answer.

"Davia, the moon god, is a very special deity."

"The gods are rational because they look down on the earth, and they obey the rules of the world."

"Only Davia is a god who advocates freedom and is not bound by anything."

"The ever-changing moon is her symbol, she is a multifaceted being."

"She is in charge of wealth, loves all beautiful things, shelters pure souls, and protects people with light in the dark."

"This is the aspect of her divinity that the full moon symbolizes."

"On the contrary, what is rarely known to the world..."

Antiste's voice echoed in this unusually silent room.

"She loathes all sin and ugliness."

"Confusion and madness are also her divine side."

"And under this divinity, her unscrupulousness and unscrupulousness will be magnified without limit. During her trial, she will let and even push those who have committed crimes to madness. Self-destruct."

Antiste's voice was gentle, but following his words, the atmosphere in the room became a little more dignified.

Hidir didn't know what to think of, and frowned.

After being silent for a long time, Faer said, "Just now, the master said that he saw a completely different place in his dream. There are countless miracles in that place. Could it be..."

His words came to an abrupt end here.

What is it?

Faer didn't say it, but the other two knew exactly what he didn't say.

"I thought he was going to fall, so I pulled him back, but... what if he doesn't fall?"

He turned his head and looked at the crescent moon hidden in the clouds in the night sky.

He whispered, "If he hadn't fallen, what would have happened next?"

No one answered.

"...It's really interesting."

The red-haired Phantom Thief sneered, and put down his hands clasped across his chest.

He raised his hand, casually stroked a strand of fiery red hair that fell before his eyes, and walked forward.

After getting the information he wanted from Antiste, he seemed impatient to stay here any longer.

However, when passing by Antiste, he spoke.

"Pay attention, Your Majesty the High Priest, don't let your heir be snatched away."

"If that's the case, the great Sea God Sepul will lose face."

Talking frivolously as usual, the red-haired ghost thief left the room and quickly disappeared.

"Your Mightiness……"

Faer looked at Antiste.

"Don't think too much, Faer, it's all right."

Antiste said,

"The place where the royal descendants of Portoyas is located is the place guarded by Sea God Sepul, so as long as Mia stays here, the last incident will not happen."

The black-haired knight commander didn't speak any more. After bowing his head and saluting, he turned and walked away quickly.

Antiste was the only one left in the room.

He lowered his eyes and thought, maybe it's time for him to meet his teacher whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

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However, before Antiste had time to leave, an urgent military report came from the northern border the next day.

The Ston people in the north gathered an army and approached the northern border of Podoyas.

Unlike previous local wars against Portoyas for plunder, this time, King Ston summoned all the tribes on the Ston Prairie, claiming to form an army of [-], and attacked Portoyas.

As the influence of Sardis expanded among the Ston people, many Sardis people feared and worshiped Sardis, and the influence had even gradually extended from the border to the prairie.

And as the news spread that those Dun people who had voted under Sardis's command were much more comfortable than before, the tribes that had continued to have difficulty in surviving voluntarily moved to the border areas and voted under Sardis's command.

Now there are more than [-] Ston cavalry serving under Sardis.

The loss of people and the rise of Sardis' reputation in the grassland made King Ston restless.

As early as when the sea people invaded the inland, he secretly began to gather troops from various tribes, planning to send troops at the same time when the sea people attacked Schulte City, attacking from both sides.

Unexpectedly, after waiting and waiting, it was the news that the Sea People were defeated and then retreated south.

After discussing with his generals, King Ston decisively sent troops to attack the northern border of Podoyas.

The reason is very simple. One is because Porto Yas has just experienced a few battles. Even if he wins the last one, his vitality will be seriously injured, and this moment is the weakest time.

The second reason is that part of the troops in Schulte City went south and stationed on the Fadagaro River to defend the sea people on the south bank. The number of troops in Schulte City was much reduced.

There is also an unknown third advantage...

In short, due to favorable weather, favorable location, and harmonious people, King Ston led an army to attack the northern border of Podoyas.

He declared that he would break through the city of Schulte, capture Sardis alive, and execute those Ston people who betrayed him!

The place where the mutual market was previously established in the border area has gradually formed a small town because of its increasing prosperity.

At this time, the people of Ston came aggressively, and the town, which had always been bustling with activity, suddenly fell into depression.

Business was interrupted, and merchants withdrew from the small town to Schulte City.

The atmosphere in Schulte City suddenly became tense as Ston's army came under pressure, and it quickly entered a state of combat readiness.

In particular, King Ston claims to have an army of [-], which is more than three times the strength of Schulte City. No matter how you look at it, Schulte City is extremely dangerous this time.

However, in this dangerous situation, a more unfavorable news came.

The western neighbor on the left side of Portoyas, Mongast, has [-] troops stationed on the border between the two countries.

Schulte City is located in the inland hub, very close to Mongast and Ston Country.

In business, this is its biggest advantage.

But when the two sides are at war, this has become its biggest disadvantage.

Because whether it is Mongast or Ston, their army set off from the border and marched quickly for three or four days to reach the city of Schulte.

Moncaster's army did not cross the border, but stayed within its own borders.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is a silent deterrent.

As a result, Schulte City's insufficient troops had to be allocated again to defend Mongast's army on the western border.

The practice of Mongaste made Portoyas's situation even worse.

The atmosphere in Schulte City became increasingly tense and depressing.

At the same time, the envoys from Mongas also came to the city of Shult to see Prince Sardis.

In the afternoon, in the city lord's mansion, Mengast's envoy stepped into the meeting hall.

His head was raised slightly, and there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes as he glanced at the Portoyas standing on both sides of the hall.

When his eyes turned to the front, the messenger showed a look of surprise.

In the front of the hall, sitting on the stone chair above the high platform, besides Prince Sardis, there is also a young man with blue eyes.

As the envoy of the mission, he naturally knew the important people in Schulte City carefully before he came, so he recognized the blue-eyed boy at a glance as the young priest who had been rumored in various countries in the entire continent some time ago.

Whether it is Portoyas or Mengast, the high priest is an existence that does not care about political affairs.

Therefore, when the young priest appeared in the political hall and even sat next to the crown prince, the Mengast envoy was also taken aback.

But if you think about it carefully, this young priest has personally set foot on the battlefield and led the army to fight for the first time, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with participating in political affairs.

Gathering his mind, the Mengast envoy stood still in the hall.

"His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Sardis, and His Royal Highness Miya Shaoji, I would like to extend my greetings to the two kings, King Nassar."

He bowed his head to salute the two above.

Sardis looked at him without opening his mouth.

The messenger continued speaking on his own.

"My Majesty said that he had attended your coming-of-age ceremony banquet back then."

He says,

"He asked me to congratulate you on your behalf as the new crown prince."

That greeting sounds polite, but if you think carefully about the overtones in the words, you can detect the irony represented in this sentence.

You must know that it was the original Crown Prince Pastor who led Nassar, who was still Crown Prince Mengast, to the coming-of-age banquet in Sardis.

Among the generals and officials of Portoyas standing on both sides, some of them showed displeasure.

But there was nothing wrong with what the envoys said, they couldn't say anything, so they could only keep silent.

Sardis sat on the stone seat, looking down at the envoy below.

He said bluntly: "King Nassar put [-] troops on the border, what is he trying to do?"

"Your Highness, Portoyas and Moncaster have always been friendly and close neighbors. Now that Portoyas is in trouble and Ston's army is overwhelming the border, Moncaster will naturally send troops to help."

The messenger said with a smile,

"After all, Mengast and Portoyas have been friendly for generations. At the beginning, your father, King David, lived in our country for a long time. During this period, he even forged a deep friendship with His Majesty Nassar. "

"So, why did His Majesty watch Portoyas being invaded?"

Sardis looked at the messenger and said, "So, what is the price for King Nazar to send troops to help Portoyas?"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The messenger smiled.

"In order to further increase the friendship between our two countries, His Majesty Nassar hopes that you can send Mrs. Opelilla to Moncaster."

"Your Majesty has appointed Mrs. Naopelle as his side concubine."

There was undisguised arrogance in his words.

"In this way, the friendship between you and our two countries will be even deeper, and His Majesty Nassar will send an army to help you defeat the one hundred thousand Ston army."

The surroundings suddenly fell silent.

The air seemed to freeze.

The entire hall was eerily silent.