"Priest, where are you going, Priest?"

The priest of Fox Village is gone, he is disheartened, and wants to quit his job as a priest and prepare to be a good citizen next.

There are lonely people and there are excited people.

After a while, the hot molten iron was cast into iron under the manipulation of the slaves.

The completion of the converter at the steel mill will be completed in the near future, and the source of steel will have to rely on the crucible steelmaking method of the blacksmith shop for the time being.

Another part of the molten iron flows into another small steelmaking workshop in the ironworks, which has graphite crucibles for small steelmaking.

When the whole process went smoothly, Alan walked out of the ironworks with relief, allowing the orcs to continue making iron, and by the way, produce steel in small quantities.

Outside the factory, the orcs who were still training saw a white smoke rising from the sky, which was very thick, and it was suspected that there was a large fire there.

"Report to the instructor! It looks like it's on fire over there! The orcs who were participating in military training shouted loudly.

The instructor turned his head to look south, just in time to see the billowing white smoke rising, and his face immediately changed greatly.

"All have an order, stand upright, turn back, run and walk!" The instructor hurriedly shouted a few passwords and immediately led people to the ironworks.

The cat-eared orcs strode forward, in order to save and at the same time for their homeland, and at this moment everyone rushed very quickly.

There are some ordinary orcs who can't maintain their speed, and they can only watch their companions run farther and farther.

At this moment, they especially want to awaken and have that inhuman growth rate.

A minute later, the Awakened who rushed ahead saw the ironworks in the distance, the towering iron-making blast furnace building standing in the clearing, the walls with a wrap-around staircase rotating upwards, allowing the orcs to ascend to the top of the blast furnace.

On another long, straight chimney of the ironworks, billowing white smoke was rushing into the clouds, and it was the large white smoke left behind by the firing medium.

"This is an ironworks, and Lord Allen seems to be presiding over the opening ceremony." The assassins muttered.

The thought of Eren being inside made the assassins' eyes red and they hurried into the ironworks.

Then they saw Eren standing in the doorway, explaining the matter of ironmaking to the deputy town.

"Lord Allen, you're all right." Tom, the little orc in the front row, accidentally bit his tongue and was in pain.

"I'm fine, why are you so flustered, catch the mole?" Alan wondered.

Behind Allen, the two deputy ministers of the Ministry of Military Affairs flashed out, scanning the surroundings with vigilant eyes, the muscles of their whole bodies tensed, and they held the dagger tightly, guarding against all possible malicious actors.

So the orcs who came stood still, and saw Eren standing there intact, not knowing what had happened on the other day.

Some orcs were surprised when they saw a bright red light inside.

"There's a good light inside."

"yes, that's a thick red light."

"Lord Allen, there's a fire inside, it's a big fire, run out of it, it's not safe inside."

The unknown orc screamed, causing the two deputy ministers inside to blush and be embarrassed by their performance.

"Okay, stop, this is an ironworks, there's iron making in it, it's not a fire." Natasha said.

"By the way, this is an iron-making plant, isn't it normal to have red light in it, iron-making has to burn coal, how to smelt it if it doesn't burn." There were some orcs who had seen ironmaking and knew that it required burning coal.

"But the smoke from that chimney is really so big, Lord Allen, is there really nothing going on in there?" Tom scratched his head, a look of curiosity on his face.

There was no way, Alan took this team of military training soldiers into the ironworks again.

In the ironworks, the hot molten iron continued to flow out, and the sparks splashed everywhere, even if you didn't get close to the molten iron canal, you could still feel the terrifying high temperature contained in the molten iron.

"Shhhh

The Green Uniforms gasped, the power of this molten iron was simply terrifying than that of a musket, and a spoonful of it could burn an orc out of a large hole or even burn to ashes.

……

As the sun sets, the canal surface of the saltpeter town's harbor is glittering.

The sailboat carried a large amount of cloth from Tomorrowtown and slowly moored on the shore.

Long planks were laid between the shore and the ship, and the orcs removed the ship's cloth from the ship, and Goss and his uncle Fawkes stepped aboard, followed by two strong lionmen.

They carried large cement bags in their hands, and there were several strong lion men around them tightly guarding them, as if the cement bags in their hands were quite valuable.

This caught the attention of some orcs in the port area, and the person who knew Goss simply smiled and stepped forward to say, "Hey Goss, you went to Altair Town to trade again?" ”

For now, there are quite few orcs who dare to trade with Tomorrow Town, after all, Lionheart's attitude towards Tomorrow Town is not clear, and the general direction is not to trade by default, but the mountain is far away, how to deal with it is another matter.

Goss looked at the orc and nodded as usual, "Just go get some cloth." ”