Chapter 19: The Workshop
Walking out the hotel door, Salian took out a delicate magic pocket watch with a sapphire dial and looked at it, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoThe castle in Manstel is only half an hour's drive from Constance and they have to leave just in time for 5pm, so there's plenty of time to visit.
As Salian led the way on horseback, and the carriage of the two young ladies followed him, Miss Witte looked at Sallian's back and whispered to Miss Teresa, "My dear sister, you must get along well with the Earl of the Frontier in the future, and do not make him angry." Although he was dressed oddly, he was not a bad person. The future rise and fall of my family depends on this seemingly unreliable lord. β
"I'm just going to practice magic in another place, so it doesn't matter, right?, and the master doesn't know if he agrees with me being here!" said Miss Teresa, with some trepidation.
"It doesn't matter, little Teresa, my father listens to me, and your master listens to my father, so I have the final say in this matter. β
Then, after Teresa listened to Estfaria's sharp comments on Salian's outfit with the most critical eye of an expert, they made their way to the Iron Shield weapon workshop.
The little man at the door saw the master on a tall horse approaching from afar, and hurried in to inform the master of the workshop, the old servant who had served Hohenstelingen for three generations, the blacksmith Reminger. When Salian arrived at the door, he saw that the old man was already waiting for them, dressed in clean work clothes, and although he was old, he could see that his body was still strong and strong.
"Young master, you are here, and I will see that there are still two such beautiful young ladies with you!, will one of them be the mistress here in the future?" said Remingle, seeing Miss Werther and Miss Teresa disembarking from the carriage, to Salion.
"Well, Uncle Remingle, you're smart, but you're only half right, and both girls will be the new masters of this place. Salian said cheerfully to his old servant.
"Oh, young master, your vision is really good, and your appetite is not small, not worse than the old man and the old man, wahahahaha!"
"Old man, the Earl of the Frontier is joking, don't get me wrong! we're just taking a stake in his weapons workshop," Miss Witte hastened to explain to Remingle, "I'm here today to see what this empire is famous for, and to see if we can help." β
"Oh, I see. β
Remingle nodded thoughtfully, thinking that what the young master had just said would definitely come true in the future, based on his decades of knowledge of the men of the Hohenstlingen family.
"Yes, that's right, this is the eldest lady of the Werther family, the leader of the Northern Hansie League, Estherfaria, and the other is her friend Miss Teresa, my newest governess. We recently negotiated an investment project, and they will be partners here. Salian reintroduced the two girls to Remingle.
"Hello, two distinguished young ladies. Today is a good day to visit here, and recently we are building a tomahawk for both riding and footing, which was commissioned to us last month by the Imperial Count Echerin von Altmannshofen, and which is now almost complete, so I will take you to see it. β
Remingle and Salian then accompanied the two young ladies into the weapons workshop, which was different from the ordinary blacksmith shop with iron filings, dust and sparks scattered everywhere in the imagination, the "Iron Shield" Behind the doors of the weapons workshop is an elegantly decorated vestichamber with several well-made and richly decorated weapons, because most of the weapons of the Hohenstlingen family are in the castle's armory and weapons showroom, and the exhibits here are made and unused for some reason. In addition, there are some magic items made by Dietrich and Salian's sister Evanjieline, which are sold as ancillary goods. These things alone have forced the regular magic item store in Constance to go through the bottom-end sales route.
As soon as she entered, Miss Werther walked towards those wonderful weapons with her eyes shining, and Miss Teresa did not lag behind, she directly picked up the new magic props and played with them.
Seeing this, Remingle smiled meaningfully at his young master, as if to say, everything is under control, and Salian smiled back.
Mademoiselle Witte took a dagger in Castia's left hand, which was delicately etched on the body and handguard, and said to Salian, "Salian, the heraldic pattern on the handguard of this dagger belongs to the family of the Count of Gish in the Kingdom of FranΓ§os, if I guess correctly?"
"Oh, learned Estheralia, do you know everything, even in heraldry?"
This hobby was originally forced to be learned by my father, and as a representative of the family, table manners, and dealing with people need to master these things. Then I got hooked, isn't it pathetic?" said Miss Werther, in a very pitiful voice.
"Why, I also like heraldry, it's interesting to study the origins of the family, and we should have a good exchange when we have time. Yes, this left-handed dagger was commissioned by Count Vioul de Gish of the Kingdom of FranΓ§ois to make a weapon in my father's time, but unfortunately he was killed in a battle with the Long-eared clan before he could use it, and his heir did not pay the balance later, so the deposit and the left-handed dagger became my family's property. β
"Well, sure enough, I didn't mistake this heraldic accessory. However, the blades of this short sword seem to be a little heavy, but there are no serrations, so it doesn't look like it was used on the battlefield, is it a ceremonial item?"
"Your question is really professional, this weapon is my father's proud work, and it can be used in ceremonial warfare. It was designed to follow the characteristics of the weapons of the Long-eared people, whom Count de Gish often had to deal with, and could skillfully restrain their dress swords, broadswords, and four-cornered clubs. Wait a moment at the proving ground in the backyard of the workshop and I'll show you how to use it, and I'll be amazed. β
After Salian answered Miss Werther's questions, Miss Teresa then asked him, "Salian, the magic items here are so new!"
"Of course, these are made by my uncle or my sister Evangelin, like this little stick in your hand. β
"I see it says plaza or stage, what does that mean?"
"Well, please try talking to the metal end of the stick. β
"Oh, is that so, Salian...... "Ah, my voice is so loud!!" Miss Teresa, who spoke to the little stick at Salian's request, suddenly found that her own voice was unusually amplified several times.
"Well, magical, this is my sister's latest invention, and it will definitely be the favorite magic prop of singers, dancers, and bards in the future, and with this control modulator on the wooden handle, the original sound can be amplified up to ten times the volume. You can take this little thing, maybe it will come in handy one day. β
"Well, I'll take care of it. I think it's a good way to put this in the sleeve of the robe, and if you want to use it, you just need to raise your hand, and you can make a loud noise without revealing it. β
"Alright, alright, my little Teresa, I'll go back and study it later, let's go see the heart of the weapons workshop!"
At the urging of Miss Werther, Miss Teresa, who was immersed in the world of magic props, finally came back to her senses and left the front hall with Salian and went to the back workshop.
It's still as impressive as the foyer, a neat and clean work area. There is a huge magic power vacuum device on the top of the room, which can absorb metal shavings, dust and other debris generated during work after being opened, and can be extracted and used again when the time comes. The wear-resistant hardened floor is lined with furnaces, blowers, anvils, and other tools for making weapons. There are also rows of sledgehammers, hammers, tongs, and so on on the walls. A few small workers were busy working inside, and Salian didn't interrupt them. Miss Werther looked at these things in the same way, and was very pleased with the advanced equipment and production technology.
She happily said to Salian, "Salian, seeing the equipment in the workshop, I have more confidence in our cooperation, and I also have some technicians and craftsmen who are good at weapon making, and I will send them all here when the time comes." Haha, I can already see our glorious future, dear Earl. β
"It is better for your wise mind to guide the construction here, and I firmly believe in the future success!"
Of course, their happiness didn't have any effect on Miss Teresa. She has a magical special ability to immerse herself in the world of her mind in any situation, and she is now in this fugue state.
Remingle pointed to the several battle axes placed on the weapon racks on the side of the wall and said to Salian: "Young master, according to your drawings and requirements, we have made ten samples, using various counterweight ratios. You're here today just in time to try it out and see which one is the best solution, and then we can use it to sharpen and polish, and then carve and decorate. β
"Yes, no problem. Salian untied his saber and toga ribbon and set Remingle aside.
Then he carefully picked up the tomahawks, carefully examined their workmanship, weight, front and rear weights, etc., and finally Salian picked out the best-feeling tomahawk and stood up in his hand. This battle axe has an axe blade on one side, an armor-piercing cone on the other, and a spear tip at the top, which can flexibly change various uses, and is naturally more difficult to master, and is generally only used by professional soldiers.
"Uncle Remingle, let's try this tomahawk at the training ground in the backyard, it feels best to me. β
"Okay, young master, the equipment there is ready to go, as usual. β
Sallian, Remingle, and Miss Werther, who was dragging Teresa, then went to the training ground in the backyard of the workshop.