Fortunately, Margarita also knows her responsibilities as the head of the college.

After the signing session, she will need to deposit the contract in the Academy's document vault, and Tishaya will work with her to cast protective magic on the document.

The two deans could clearly perceive that the Valyrian steel business would probably be the main source of profit for the next many years.

After walking away from Margarita, who was smashing her mouth and looking unwilling, Rann followed her direction all the way down to the lower level of Eretusa.

It was originally a warehouse-like place, partially hollowed out of the huge reef where Aretusa sits.

When Lan came down, he circled around the winding stone corridors before finally coming to a thick door made of all-steel.

"Huh~"

The young man couldn't help but whistle as he looked at the heavy steel gate.

Fresh scratches can still be seen on the frame structure of the thick gate, which is the mark of pressing the gate into the reef wall.

This is where the convenience of magic lies, even in Lan's home world, it is not easy for this all-steel gate, which is not to say a few tens of tons, to penetrate the hard reef wall without destroying the original building structure.

And in Erethusa, no one will even feel the slightest movement during construction.

A small talisman was lifted up by Lan and dangled towards the crack in the door.

The heavy door opened on its own with a 'squeak' sound.

Accompanied by a dark red, high-temperature metallic glow, a heat wave radiated from inside the door to the outside.

Lan En raised his eyes and saw a thin and tall figure with a sword in his back inside the door, walking towards the door.

"Hey, are you alright, Belengal?"

The young man put away the amulet and raised his hand to greet his old friend.

The long-faced witcher had dark circles under his eyes at this time, but his expression was cheerful and excited.

"Are you overexcited? Do you need me to prescribe some medicine for you? ”

"Prescribing medicine? No, you don't. I drank a lot of pick-me-ups to get the device on track, and now I have a few more tests to do before I can get it working around the clock! ”

Belengar laughed, took a few steps forward and hugged Lanen, and patted the young man on the back excitedly.

This unusually enthusiastic behavior made Lan En a little confused.

"No, you let go first. Is a job with a lot of promise and equity so exciting for you? ”

"Excited? I'm not just excited! After Belengar was pushed away by Lanne, he was not disappointed, but still very happy.

His cat-eyes were shining.

"I'm so young again, Lane! A decent, safe and fulfilling job! Do you know how long I've been dreaming about this day? I myself have forgotten how many dreams I have dreamed that I had a widely recognized blacksmith shop. And now, you've helped me achieve my dreams, even far beyond the limits of my dreams! ”

Rann smiled as Belengar expressed his feelings to him, he didn't like blacksmithing himself, but he respected other people's dreams.

It wasn't until Berengar's excitement at seeing him had subsided that Lan continued to speak.

"Tell me, what have you done since you came to Erethusa? Spending all your time here? Indeed, this seems like a big job. ”

Rann walked towards the inside of the room, and Belengar watched until the steel door closed completely before following.

It seems that he not only acted as a metallurgical technical adviser during this time, but also served as the security guard of this room.

Speaking of this room, the smile on the corner of Belengar's mouth was even more proud.

"yes, it's not an easy job."

The long-faced witcher took two quick steps and walked up to Lan En to show him the way.

It's a huge room, and the whole looks like a huge melting room.

The rough iron ore is heated in a furnace until it is dark red and shiny, and then it is processed and shaped by conventional techniques, and then passed through a conveyor belt that does not seem necessary, and then set aside to cool naturally.

Excluding the sheer scale, the process alone is similar to a village blacksmith smelting iron ore into iron ingots.

Technically, this melting chamber is horribly rudimentary.

But it is also here that the commercialization of Valyrian steel is at its core.

"There's nothing else to talk about, I'm just telling the sorceresses about the techniques and experience of ore smelting, and they used magic to finish the bunch of things. Magic is so convenient, but it's a pity that these warlocks didn't look down on dirty blacksmithing skills before. The key is that conveyor belt."

Belengar took Lane closer to take a look.

There was a groove in the belt and a large crystal ball was placed, which was the one that supplied the magic of the conveyor belt.

"Lady Margarita and Lady Tishaya have extracted magical runes from the spells of Valyrian steel, and the primordial ore can be cast as a spell as long as it rolls around this conveyor belt. And the blood of mana, or the biological tissue that contains it, is on it. ”

Belengal pointed to the top of the conveyor belt, where pipes were transporting something, connected to the conveyor belt.

"That's the monster material that Eritusa put in the warehouse to eat ashes before, the essence of water, the tongue of the tomb witch or something, anyway, you can use it if you don't pick the casting process."

"The cooled ore will be sent to an ordinary blacksmith shop in the outside world, where there is no core technology, just ordinary forging. After reforging, it is a qualified, saleable Valyrian steel ingot. ”

"Ingots? Others don't know the recasting technology of Valyrian steel. ”

"Don't worry." Belengar patted his chest and promised, "Let's not do a deceitful deal, buy a steel ingot and get an alchemy potion, the recipe is made by Lady Tishaya, it is cheap and easy to use, and can be used to replace the normal process of reforging spells." ”

With that, Berengar stood in front of the dark red pile of glowing ore with open arms and showed it to Lane.

"We can make a lot of money! Lanne! Alack! ”

And the young man was not as happy as Belengal, he didn't care much about making a lot of money.

It's just a matter of doing it when you're short of money.

Moreover, compared to the simple thing of making money, when he looked at this set of equipment, he felt shocked not by the profit contained in it. It's the train of thought

Warlocks are starting to experiment with assembly lines and automation. With magic.

In the days before that, magic existed only as a luxury that a few people could enjoy or use.

Those who wield supernatural powers will only serve the dignitaries and earn profit and power in doing so.

And now, they are beginning to understand how effective it would be to use magic in production.

Perhaps this line of thinking is just a convenience in their minds, but there is no doubt that the seeds that will propel the times forward are in them.

As a former history buff, Lenn had the wonderful feeling that an era had reached a dividing line, and that he was in the midst of it at the moment.

This feeling did not last long, and his current energy was mainly focused on the Celestial Sphere Convergence Rift.

If something like Dagon pops out of it, or something a little more powerful, it's not a good time. It doesn't mean much to everyone anymore.

"I hope your work here hasn't slowed down the order I've placed on you, Bellingal."

Lan En clasped his hands on his chest and tilted his head to look at the seniors.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Belengar looked serious at this time.

"As long as it's an order you place, I'll put it first. That's my promise, man. ”

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