Episode 249 Our Knights Will Dress Like This (1)
The spies’ leader rolled his eyes, sweat dripping down his face.
‘What? You must have only seen us in passing, but you remember us? Out of all those laborers?’
He has a crazy eye for detail. I have never personally seen the lord’s skills, but I think he may really be close to a master’s level, as rumored.
‘Oh, what should I do? What should I say?’
The spies were confused. They had to be unforgettable. Reducing their presence was the basics of spy life.
The captain quickly came to his senses and answered.
“We met and became close friends when we immigrated. I guess we needed someone to rely on since we were living in a foreign land.”
“Oh, really? You don’t have a family?”
“Yes, we are all single. Some of us were originally orphans, and some of us lost our families in the war. We had this commonality of having nowhere to rely on, so we were able to become close friends more easily.”
The leader controlled his mind as much as possible. He had clearly planned out the situation in case he was asked such a question. He could answer any question.
He also forged his identity and created fake hometowns and acquaintances in case he was investigated. Of course, they were all spies.
Jiselle snickered and grabbed the captain’s shoulder.
“Yeah, making friends is really important when you’re living in a foreign land. By the way, all three of you are in really good shape, aren’t you?”
“… … I’m ashamed to say that I was an outlaw in the slums when I was younger. Now, I’m reflecting on my past and trying to be of help to the land.”
“Outlaw? That’s cool. So you’re saying he was just a bunch of thugs and gangsters?”
“……yes.”
“What about the other two?”
The crew members also answered Giselle’s question with great tension.
“I was just a handyman who did mostly physical work at the top. I also worked as a security guard at the top for a while because I was strong.”
“I was mostly a laborer who moved around construction sites. I worked as a guard for a labor unit for a short time.”
They answered as they had been taught. They actually had some knowledge about the matter.
Because someone might be suspicious after seeing their bodies.
“Hmm… … .”
Jiselle looked the three of them up and down with suspicious eyes and then said.
“Take off your top.”
Who would refuse in front of them? The three of them took off their shirts while hesitating.
Indeed, all three of them had quite strong bodies. After briefly examining their upper bodies and hands, Jiselle continued.
“No matter how I look at it, it looks like he’s trained in swordsmanship… …. Looking at his hands, it looks like he’s also trained in secret techniques.”
The spies became more thoughtful at those words. Even though the weather wasn’t that hot, they began to sweat profusely.
‘What? How can you know something like that just by looking at it?’
‘You’re just floating around, right? Right? Please tell me that’s what happened.’
Most spies learn swordsmanship in case they receive an assassination order or need to escape by force. The same goes for learning secret techniques.
Of course, there are spies who do not learn any martial arts. However, these spies are smart and are high-level personnel who go undercover as managers or scholars rather than simple laborers.
Unlike the two crew members whose faces were pale and dead, the team leader thought quickly and coolly.
‘Should I just confess and sell them out? I was really trying to put down roots here! I bought a house and saved a lot of money!’
He even abandoned his family and wanted to bury his bones here. He was trying to persuade his crew members. He thought it would be very unfair if he was caught as a spy and died.
No. I had just managed to buy a house, and I couldn’t die now.
“Actually… … .”
The leader opened his mouth with difficulty, but his words were cut off by Jiselle’s words.
“Well, that’s fine. It doesn’t matter whether you’re a spy or not.”
At those words, the three people opened their eyes wide.
‘Was it just a passing glance?’
‘What do you mean it doesn’t matter if I’m a spy?’
Jiselle snickered as she watched the three bewildered.
“I’m a non-violent pacifist. If you kill someone just because they’re suspicious, you’re just crazy. Aren’t you?”
“That, that’s right… … .”
“And our territory is in need of even a single helping hand, so it would be a big deal to kill people who look healthy and strong just because you suspect them. No, even if they were real spies, you can’t kill them.”
“Is that so?”
“But we can’t just let suspicious people go. There’s a place prepared for you guys.”
“What, what is that?”
Jiselle looked at Gillian next to her and said.
“Send all these guys to the ‘Labor Brigade’.”
“All right.”
The three spies fell to the ground at the sound that was like a bolt from the blue.
“Oh my! My lord! We are innocent!”
“I will work hard!”
“Please save me!”
The spies howled.
The ‘Labor Shock Troops’ are assigned to the most dangerous work in the territory. They also have to receive military training. There are even rumors that they will be at the forefront in war.
It was clear that I would soon be fighting Desmond, and if I was dragged to the vanguard, I would be killed by my own team.
Despite the screams of the three people, Giselle shook her head.
“Why are you so scared? It’s just work there. It’s just a little harder. Prove your innocence while you work there.”
The three were dragged away with expressions of injustice. It was fortunate that they did not die immediately, but it was certain that they would die if war broke out.
You’ll have to suffer there until you die. It was widely rumored that Kaoran was abusing his slaves.
The captain gritted his teeth as he was dragged away.
‘I won’t die! I will never die! I will definitely live and spend the rest of my life happily in my house!’
It wasn’t like this before he got a house. He was Desmond’s loyal spy.
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But once I got a nice house, my mind changed. I wanted to get married, have children, and live the rest of my life happily.
In the end, the problem was the house price. With the spy’s salary, there was no guarantee that he would ever buy a house in the expensive Desmond estate. And if he made a mistake while working as a spy, he would just lose his head.
‘I don’t want that kind of life anymore! Here, they pay more for just working than for a spy!’
The solid loyalty has collapsed under the powerful force of capital.
If you work diligently in the forced labor unit, you can be released. If you do that, you can work hard, save a lot of money, and live comfortably.
So he made up his mind.
‘I will survive! I will kill as many Desmonds as possible, win the war, and earn some merit!’
A great traitor was being born.
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When Giselle returned to her office after sending the spies off to the forced labor unit, Galvarik and the dwarves came running towards her, tears streaming down their faces.
“Yeongju! Yeongjuuu!”
“what?”
The dwarves all looked like worn-out, bearded goblins. But unlike before, their faces were filled with happiness rather than fatigue.
“Oh, really?”
Galvarik laughed loudly and shouted as he received Giselle’s expectant gaze.
“Finally! I have finally succeeded in creating Galvanium!”
“It worked!”
Jiselle smiled brightly. It had taken a long time, but unlike the large incubator, she was sure this would work.
This is because Galvarik had found a way to succeed on his own in his previous life when he knew nothing about materials.
Galvarik answered with a confident expression to the brightly smiling Giselle.
“That’s right! It’s true that I succeeded in my research based on what the Lord told me! Hahahahahaha!”
Galvarik laughed heartily. How could he not be happy that he had mastered a new skill, even with the help of Giselle?
He carefully took a metal ingot out of his bosom and handed it over.
“This is galvanium! Check it out!”
Jiselle held the galvanium ingot and looked it over.
Extremely light weight. No one would have imagined that this alloy would be as strong as iron.
Jiselle immediately drew her sword and swung it with moderate force without using any mana.
Kyaang!
The sword bounced off without a scratch.
“nice!”
It was perfect. I couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration. It was exactly the same as what I had seen in my past life.
Jiselle said with a satisfied smile.
“Okay, it’s perfect. It’s exactly like the one the legendary blacksmith made.”
“Please let me meet that blacksmith!”
“… … I said I don’t know where it is.”
Jiselle turned her head and pretended not to know. You can just look in the mirror, but it’s really hard to explain.
Galvarik looked at the mirror nearby with a slightly regretful expression, trimmed his beard, and continued speaking.
“Anyway, it’s a feat that will go down in history! And what’s more important is that now only we can produce this!”
As Galvarik said, this technology is only available to the Fenris domain. There are no eternal secrets, so it will spread eventually, but not right away.
“Okay, now we need to mass produce galvanium. Let’s teach the method to only the most talented and trustworthy technicians and start production right away. But pay them several times the amount. No complaints at all.”
“Okay! I’ll make sure that the information never gets leaked! Don’t worry!”
Galvarik also knew that this territory would one day have to fight Count Desmond. So now was the time to make sure that this technology was not leaked.
So, I understood what Jiselle meant very well.
A ‘trustworthy’ technician and ‘several times the salary’ means keeping the technician locked up and working.
As long as you have enough manpower, there will be no problem with mass production. This is because large-scale smelters and blacksmith shops have already been built throughout the territory for this time.
“Then I will immediately begin work and training for mass production! Then, that’s all… … .”
Galvarik and the dwarves were about to leave. They knew full well that there was no benefit to be gained by talking to the lord for too long.
But Giselle grabbed Galvarik’s shoulder and laughed.
“Why are you leaving already?”
“Produce it quickly… … .”
Galvarik and the dwarves, sensing an ominous premonition, lowered their eyes to one side and muttered. It seemed as if they were hoping that they would be sent away.
“Hey, now that you know our style, what should we do next if we succeed in making galvanium?”
‘You are not human… … .’
Galvarik felt like crying.
I thought I would die just making this. And I have to mass-produce it. But then the work piled up again.
‘I promised to work hard for nothing!’
Still, you can’t say that it’s because of the dwarven pride. The dwarves never realized that their pride was always the problem.
“Yeah… … . Now what… … .”
“I’m going to make weapons.”
“Armament? Weren’t you going to replace all your weapons and armor with Galvanium anyway?”
After mass production of galvanium, it was planned to replace the weapons of knights and soldiers, as well as all iron products necessary for daily life.
Except for things like the latticework of a castle gate, where the weight itself is useful.
But Jiselle was thinking of making some more special equipment.
“We’re not just going to change the materials of the equipment we’re using now, we’re going to develop completely new equipment. We’re also thinking about adding weapons, but for now, let’s start with the armor and helmets that the knights will wear. Take a look at this.”
Jiselle handed over the blueprints of the equipment she had prepared in advance to Galvarik.
Galvarik, who had been studying the blueprints for a long time, spoke with a questioning expression.
“What are the grooves on this armor and helmet? Could it be… ?”
“Yeah, I’m going to put a rune stone in there.”
“Huh, you’re planning on carving magic circles into the armor and even using rune stones? You want to make 400 of these? Are you sure you calculated the money correctly?”
When Giselle nodded, Galvarik was surprised.
If made according to the blueprint, this armor alone would be worth enough to feed an average person for a lifetime.
If you were to make 400 of those, it would easily exceed the budget of an ordinary estate for several decades.
It would not be an exaggeration to say that the equipment that cost the most money in this estate was this.
“I don’t know much about administration or money… … If we keep doing this, won’t the estate’s finances be shaken? Galvanium is galvanium, but the runestone is the problem. The more you use it, the less you can sell it for.”
Galvanium was still in its early stages of production. It required a lot of materials and was quite expensive to produce.
Just replacing all the iron weapons and tools in the territory would have cost an enormous amount of money.
But on top of that, he was going to put a rune stone in there. If they found out, all the vassals would faint. It was obvious that Claude would cause a fuss in particular.
Galvarik asked again, wondering if he was concerned about that too.
“The fighting power will be stronger, but… … this seems too much. There is no territory with this level of armament. Wouldn’t it be better to use this money to increase the number of troops and weapons?”
“Our knights will dress like that.”
What Giselle wanted were not ordinary knights who only knew how to use mana.
He intended to create an order of knights capable of conducting all-weather operations, capable of fighting anywhere, anytime.
