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"Garlande? What about you? So even though I designed an internal communication array, actually any of you can link to my array?"

Bolu's tone was slightly unpleasant, but he still remained patient, staring at the sea ahead and answering Garland's questions from the communication equipment inside the ship - yes, Garland also passed the magic tower's amplification, and once again

, hacked into the Dido's internal communication system.

Garland said in a somewhat embarrassed voice: "I don't want to do this kind of thing, but when I looked into the harbor, I saw that your ship had already sailed away. The communication could not be directly linked to you, so I couldn't contact you at all, but this

Things are really urgent. Archmage Hendrick just contacted me directly. I'm sorry. Where are you now?"

"Where is what? I'm obviously on the boat."

"I know, what I'm asking is where is your ship??"

"On the way back to Ta Island, we were halfway out."

"So fast!?...Although this request is a bit embarrassing, why don't you just turn around and come back."

"Did something happen? At least tell me what happened?"

"I don't know the specific situation. I only know that it is about a transaction. Archmage Hendrick asked me to tell you this. When you come, the archmage will come over in person."

Okay, since the powerful boss of the partner comes to explain the problem to you in person, what can you do except accept it?

Polu had no choice but to say to the alchemist apprentice driving the battleship: "Polet, turn around and go back to Northcap."

When Bolu once again followed Garland into the magic tower reception room that he had just left, he happened to see Hendrick stepping out of the portal. They quickly stepped forward to salute, but Hendrick just nodded and went straight to

theme:

"Bolu, how many melee weapons do you have for sale now? I mean all of them, including those in stock and those that can be supplied in the near future."

"There are 10,300 broadswords on board. When I left, the island should be manufacturing production tools according to the production schedule. If necessary, we can just start up the production line of broadswords. We can provide at least 20,000 swords every month.

Broad sword."

Anyway, when he made the broadsword, he cut it from a rolled steel plate, a thick-ridged piece of steel about the width of a palm, which was hot-die forged and polished, and the edge was completely salt-quenched. As for repeated forging, that didn't exist.

The broadsword made in this way has mediocre performance and average hardness, and is not qualified as a family heirloom. However, the quantity is large and sufficient - at the cost of the heirloom, one is enough for the whole family.

"Twenty thousand a month? Are you kidding me? Are they really that many?"

"Currently full production can reach this number."

Hendrick's expression remained unchanged, but he muttered in his mind: "Isn't this little guy cutting corners?"

But then he thought about it, for this price and quantity, it would be weird if he didn’t cut corners! Then he thought about it again, even if he cut corners, at least it was a wrought iron weapon, and it was better than bare hands or the copper weapons commonly used in Natswa!

"Is the performance acceptable? It won't break when touched?"

"That's not possible. At least you can touch the average level of weapons on the market."

Polu is quite modest - this thing is definitely not up to the level of a knight's sword or even an enchanted sword. But compared to the crude weapons of the lower-level soldiers, it has great advantages - mainly the material advantage, which allows him to

Save a lot of time in the most labor-intensive processing links.

"Can it reach the level of militia weapons?"

"Definitely more than that."

Of course it can be exceeded. After grinding and quenching, low carbon steel plate is much stronger than wrought iron.

"That's good."

Hendrick turned to face Garand: "You go contact the caravan and transport this batch of weapons to Syracuse as soon as possible."

Garland left, and Hendrick faced Bolu again, seeing restrained doubts in his eyes. He laughed: "Little guy, you seem to have a lot of questions? It's strange why you get tricked every time.

Do we still have to sell them things? We have nothing else to do before Garland contacts the caravan. If you don’t understand something, you can ask me.”

Looking at Bolu's expression, he added:

"Since Natswa has become our barrier in a substantial sense, we can call it a human shield. Even if we are dishonest every time we do business, if we don't want to face the sea of ​​insects directly, we still have to support them."

"Or if you have any ideas, you can tell me."

Polu thought for a while and said: "It's not that I don't understand this, but it's really uncomfortable that they are dishonest every time they do business. If they can establish a little bit of business credit, at least,

I can provide them with far more weapons and equipment than we currently have."

"Well, I will pay attention to this matter. Before talking about it, I received a report that you have an alchemy weapon, which is especially suitable for use at medium and short distances. It is the kind of weapon that makes a clicking sound and performs continuous attacks. Hey

, I forgot the name for a moment."

"This should be a machine gun, right?"

"Yes! This is it, can it be sold?"

"If Star Island needs it, I can naturally sell it, but this kind of weapon relies heavily on logistics."

Polu was a little embarrassed when he said this. Not only is it very serious, but without logistics, it’s like burning fire sticks!

But Hendrick didn't take it seriously: "Alchemy weapons are like this, I understand. They are all resource black holes. But they can indeed effectively reduce the requirements for users. There is also a thicker thing called artillery, right? I

Have you heard that these things are inspired by dwarves?"

"Well, I have seen the description in the book. So I tried to imitate it."

Polu was glad that he no longer had to think about reasons.

"I know the elves, but are there really dwarves?"

"At least there was."

What it used to mean is that it can no longer be found.

"Yes, the imitation is very successful. I think it is more useful than what is recorded in the book. I will send someone to talk to you later. It can be used for defense in places other than Syracuse. In the current situation, the defense on the Western Front

Construction must start to be upgraded.”

"By the way, speaking of Syracuse, didn't Garland tell me before that Carkart would not let go even to the death?"

Hendrik laughed loudly this time: "Not to mention, Karkart still didn't let go. What he brought was Ulgrut's purchase intention. So he won't lose face, and it will all be counted on Ulgrut.

The boss is in trouble."

"So, this time it was Kakart who purchased it for Ulgrut?"

"Yes."

"If Karkart buys for Ulgrut, then who will pay?"

Seeing Hendrick's expression suddenly stagnant, Polu felt that he didn't think that much at all - who in this world dares to rely on the legendary spellcaster?

"I always feel that they won't be so happy to pay. If they use this batch of goods to buy it from Ulgrut, they have to pay Ulgrut to deal with us... We have no ability to collect debts."

"No, they will pay."

Hendrick patted him on the shoulder.


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