Chapter 580 – The Aftermath of the Rebellion

Chapter 580 – The Aftermath of the Rebellion

“Oooooh, oooooh, is our great chemist going to get involved in politics?”

Paul said the above somewhat sarcastically.

“I don’t think it’s a political matter, Lord Greiman, I’m protecting a fine man who may have a bright future in academics and may make a great contribution to your domain. Tennyson Fadeyev – that’s the name of the student, he’s been at the academy for the past two years, he goes back to visit his family once in a while, he’s also a research freak who spends most of his time in the labs, and I can’t imagine how such a guy, who’s almost insulated from the lives of ordinary people, could possibly be involved in a plot to rebel. ”

After voicing his request, Wells lost his previous timidity and regained his usual confidence, defending his student with a straight face.

“But his last name is Fadeev.” Paul spoke with a grimace.

But his heart was secretly laughing, in fact, after Wells said that such a character was imprisoned in his prison, Paul’s heart had already made up its mind, but for a certain purpose, he still decided to irritate Wells.

With an absurd expression on his face, Wells waved his arms in an exaggerated motion and cried out, “O Lord of Light, just because of taking a family form that was decided upon at birth and that one could not choose? Oh, my Lord Gleeman, I thought you were a lord with a combination of wonderful traits such as enlightenment and kindness unlike those other bastards.”

Wells’ words scared the hell out of Burns who was on the sidelines, how dare he talk about Earl Gladman to my face like that.

“Wells, speak properly.” He reminded.

Paul waved his hand at Burns to show that he didn’t mind, and turned toward Wells again, “Saying a thousand words, I will not be morally condemned in all the territory of Aldo for punishing this fellow by the name of Fadeyev.”

Wills’ face grew darker and darker, clearly starting to get angry, and if he hadn’t been conversing with a lord who could have cut off his head, with his temperament he might have started to break out in a fit of rage.

Well, Paul thought to himself, irritation is about right at this level.

“Still ……” he turned the conversation around, “I’m still a big-hearted man in my self-assessment, especially …… when it comes to getting me what I think of in this situation.”

Get what you want? Wells noticed the emphasis in Paul’s words.

“So what is it that you want? Lord Graiman, is it not that Tennyson will be released once the purpose is accomplished.”

Paul slowly turned to a chair next to the workbench and sat down, facing Wells.

“A few days ago, several merchants from Horn Bay inquired if they could buy armor and weapons here at Northwest Industries that could be made in large quantities, cheaply, and of superior quality. But as you know, the metal ordnance that we can mass produce now is basically made of cooked iron, and that’s the cheap stuff for the big-headed soldiers, while the kind of superior armor for the knight lords needs to be made by having the blacksmiths beat the cooked iron into thin slices, put them in charcoal fires and repeatedly calcine them, or iterating the pig iron and the cooked iron and repeatedly wrought them together, to get into a better-quality iron, or what is called — steel, made from such a material. -steel, and only armor and weapons made from such materials can be considered of superior quality.”

“Oh yes, I noticed ……” Paul interjected a digression, “We now in this era for iron and steel does not seem to have a strict distinction, in the eyes of most people, steel is just a better quality of iron or simply The two designations are mixed, now I make a formal distinction between them, steel is steel, iron is iron. Okay, now go on ……”

Paul looked at Wells and slowed down his speech, “The old methods of making iron into steel – such as the two I have just mentioned – are simply too inefficient, and what I want to know is, firstly, what is happening in the conversion of iron into steel in the process, what essential changes have taken place, or what additions or subtractions of substances have contributed to the difference in traits between the two, and, secondly, whether it is possible, after obtaining the answer to the first question, to utilize this answer to grope for a method of making steel on a large scale, as we do in the smelting of iron – in a continuous flow from the blast furnace out, rather than by blacksmiths hammering it out.”

Hiss! Both Burns of Wells sucked in a breath of cold air, both points raised by Earl Graiman were quite challenging.

Paul continued, “With a way to make steel on a large scale, we’ll be able to satisfy our customers and get their orders. Wells, that’s what I want.”

Wells gritted his teeth, cold sweat laying down from his forehead slap you, “I wonder when Lord Graiman wants the results?” “As soon as it’s before the sentencing, I estimate the trial will need to last a year. Oh, and by the way, if you can find the answers, I’ll pardon Tanis, but if you can find the answers within six months, not only Tanis himself, but even his family members – and I’m talking about those who weren’t directly involved in the rebellion – I’ll be able to grant a blanket pardon.”

“Good! Lord Graiman, I, and my colleagues, will go to work seeking the answers you seek.”

Wells nodded his head in agreement, “But could it be possible that Tennyson will come to the lab – in a guilt-ridden body, for he is a vital aid to me, and I pledge my honor and my life that he will never escape.”

Paul did not respond immediately, but was silent for a few seconds, seemingly in thought.

“All right,” he nodded, “then let him return to you.”

“Thank you, Lord Graiman. I hope to begin my work soon, or find your answers as soon as possible, so ……”

Paul walked over to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph onto a piece of white paper, then handed it to Wells and said, “You will take this paper now and go to Ruth Hayden, head of Public Safety, he will know what to do.”

Wells took the paper, bowed to Paul with slight gratitude, and withdrew from the workshop, not wanting to delay a moment now.

After the door to the workshop had closed, Paul said to Guy Burns, who had stayed behind, “These alchemists, they don’t do their job properly without a little excitement.”

“Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?” Burns asked.

“Ho-ho-ho, what happens if I say yes to him straight away, and he leads the men back, and then I give him the task to set up, and every now and then I go in and ask how it’s going, Wells, how’s it going with what I’ve asked you to do? And he’d answer – Huh? Lord Graiman, I’m working on it? Oh, experimental matters are troublesome, I’m sure I won’t be able to get results right away. In fact, he’s probably sneaking around with the money I gave him to do another research he’s interested in. So it’s just a matter of giving him a hold.”

“Haha, that makes sense.” Burns had just finished agreeing when an inexplicable chill ran through his head, the Earl couldn’t be using the opportunity to warn me as well.

He hastily digressed, “My lord, the customers …… you just mentioned on the side of the Horned Bay are still people from the Horned Bay Alliance?”

When manufacturing weapon armor for the Horned Bay Alliance, the machine shop he was in charge of also undertook a part of the task, so he knew.

Paul glanced at him and smiled mysteriously, “No, it’s the Horned Bay Church side.”

“Huh?” Burns was a bit surprised.

Paul leaked to him, “The person from the Corner Bay Church side said that when they were fighting the enemy – that is, the Protestant army, they encountered some …… very strange guys, and were at a great disadvantage in terms of weapons and protection, so they looked around for a way to try to make up for the disadvantage in both offense and defense, and then inquired about us. But if we just rely on our previous products, we can only equalize the disadvantage, and now they want to overwhelm each other.”

Burns said, “But you’ve already sold weapons to the Horned Bay Alliance.”

“So what?” Paul took a sip of water and said with a sure face, “I’m a certified arms dealer.”

(End of chapter)