Chapter 381 (1/2)

Chapter 381: Evelyn’s Resolution

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Roland was frightened by the sentence “we don’t have much time left”, but he was a bit relieved after hearing the full explanation. “Don’t stop in the halfway. It sounds scary.”

“You think five years is a long time?” Agatha frowned and said, “The timing was accurate at the first and the second Battles of Divine Will. I don’t know why the cycle has now been shorten, and… it may become even shorter.”

“I thought you would say the Bloody Moon would come this winter,” Roland shrugged and replied. According to the current research and development plan, he would be able to universalize the new firearms throughout the whole army in one year. As long as the enemies were not impervious to blades and spears, they still had a chance to win the war. The only thing he needed to pay attention to was that the construction of the territory should be developed to an extent where it was able to support a long lasting war. This required its land, population and resources to be all at a high level, and that the territory had sufficient strategic depth to allow people to retreat temporarily and recover upon a defeat.

Therefore, the difficulty did not lie in weapons, but in the establishment of two to three industrial cities to constantly provide population, ammunition and food. Logistics guaranteed a victory, while staff guaranteed logistics. In the end, he found what he needed most were still reliable leaders, cadres and clerks. Without these, even he had unified the Kingdom of Graycastle, he still could not integrate it into a war machine, and the nobility would probably drag him down.

It’s indeed true that a country capable of waging a war always has a high level of educational popularity.

“What’s this weapon called?” Agatha suddenly changed the topic, “Back then, I remember you called it 152mm Stronghold… ”

“Stronghold Standard Artillery,” Roland added, “There’ll be naval artilleries in the future.”

“If you can fill the city wall with weapons like this prior to the arrival of the Bloody Moon, we probably can resist the attacks from demons. According to Kyle Sichi, what I made in the chemistry lab is also a part of the cannon, right?” Agatha seemed to be determined and said, “I’ll try my best to produce liquid nitrogen and liquid oxygen, as long as you can… ”

“Don’t worry.” He comforted her. “We’ll defeat demons.”

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“Was this all that I needed to do today?” Evelyn dipped her finger into the wine and touched her tongue. The spicy taste appeared to be more instense. According to His Highness’ requirement, the purer the white liquor was, the better it would taste. The best spirit did not even have any water, and every drop of it was mellow and rich—although she felt the white liquor she made became increasingly close to what His Highness described, it could lesser and lesser be considered as “tasty”.

“Yes, good work.” The manager of the brewery labeled the wine jars and nodded to her. “Remember me to His Highness.”

“Can you… really sell these?” Evelyn asked, confused. From her past experience of running a tavern, she was afraid that only few people could take such a spicy flavor.

“For this, I don’t know either,” the manager smiled and said, “but there would be someone coming to ship liquors every now and then, so I think there’re still some people who like it.”

Evelyn was relieved instantly. If nobody was willing to drink this, not only did His Highness fail, but she herself would become useless as well… It was fortunate that things turned out not to be what she thought was, and it appeared that His Highness was a true great noble who knew the taste of the nobility very well. She smiled, “I’ll take off then.”

Evelyn left the brewery and went across the streets filled with bitterly cold wind. Upon returning to the castle, she sensed the warm air surrounding her. The world inside the castle was totally different from the one outside. She took a deep breath, taking off her coat to be closer to the warmth.

This kind of comfortable life was unimaginable at all in the past. In winter, she used to either tightly sit with her families by a brazier, or curl up beneath a blanket. “What’s the difference between the life in the castle and the Kingdom of God that the church has alleged to be like spring all the year round? Plus, His Highness had said that he would popularize the central heating system throughout the residential area, and enable all the subjects to stay away from the piercing coldness of the Months of the Demons.” She had no idea how many believers of the church had arrived at the Kingdom of God, but in here, witches who were considered as Devil’s minions and ordinary civilians were the first to enjoy this privilege. If it was known by those believers, they would probably grit their teeth out of envy.

His Royal Highness is truly capable of everything.

Across the hall, Andrea, Ashes and Shavi were playing poker.