Chapter 148: Royal Capital Merchant (Part 1)

Border Town ushered in a long-lost rainy day. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rain fell from the sky, hitting the window sills and glass, making a crackling sound.

It stands to reason that spring should be a rainy season, warm and humid. But in Border Town, since the end of the Demon Moon, the number of times it rained can be counted on one's fingers. Fortunately, the farmland is next to the river, so it is very convenient to irrigate. Now, a heavy rain dispelled the dullness in the air, and Nightingale opened the window, allowing the earthy fragrance to flood into the room.

Looking from a distance, you can see that the crops on the other side of the Chishui River have sprouted, and the green wheat seedlings are endless, extending to the end of the field of vision. Washed by the rain, these crops look extremely bright, in stark contrast to the gray river water.

Roland stretched, and threw the quill in his hand into the pen holder.

"Did you draw it?" Nightingale asked.

"Well, it's a brand new weapon that can increase the rate of fire of muskets by several times." Roland stacked a dozen design drawings together, "I named it a revolver rifle. Want to see it?"

"Don't read it," she curled her lips, "I don't understand it anyway."

"This is just the basic model. If the barrel is shortened, it will be a revolver that can be carried anywhere. However, in order to make it useful, another key technology needs to be resolved. When the time comes, I will issue one to each of you and then You don’t have to be afraid of the Church’s Judgment Army anymore.”

"You mean, it can allow an ordinary woman to knock down a heavily armed man?"

"Not one, but several." Roland smiled triumphantly, "If you're lucky, five big men won't be a problem."

Nightingale showed an expression of disbelief. Just as she was about to say something, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

"Your Highness, Barov's apprentice has returned from the capital. He also brought a saltpeter merchant. He is now waiting for your reception outside the castle."

The apprentice of the assistant to the minister? Roland thought for a while before remembering this. When attacking Changsong Fortress, there was not much gunpowder left in the town, so he sent his personal guards to Zhuolongling and Chishui City successively, hoping to obtain a new source of saltpeter. Barov's apprentice was the last one to be sent, and his destination was the capital. After all, there are all kinds of commodities there, and with the approach of summer, the production of saltpeter will definitely increase greatly.

Unexpectedly, the person who was sent out last was the first to bring back good news.

"Take them to the living room, I'll be there right away." Roland glanced at the sky, "Let the kitchen serve another dessert."

When he turned his head again, the nightingale had disappeared.

But he knew that she was by his side.

...

When Roland walked into the living room, the saltpeter merchant was just led into the hall by the guards. She took off her wet cloak and straw hat, and bowed to the prince, "I am Margaery Farman from the capital, and I greet you, Your Highness Wimbledon.

Seeing that the person who came was actually a woman, Roland was slightly taken aback. The business environment of this era is far less safe than that of later generations. Not only may you encounter bandits and refugees when you run around, but there are also local snakes and underground forces in towns, so female businessmen are rare.

She had brilliant blonde hair like Lightning, only thicker and longer. She is about thirty years old, perhaps because of ordinary people, there are wrinkles around her eyes and forehead. The skin is darker in color and may appear rough at first glance. However, judging from the face, they are not Mojin people, but people from fjords.

"Sit down," the prince made a gesture of invitation, and then sat down on the main seat, "You are not from Graycastle, are you?"

"Why do you say that?" Margaret smiled.

"The color of your hair is very rare in the mainland kingdoms. As far as I know, most of the people on the other side of the strait have beautiful blond hair, and I also know a... explorer from the other side of the sea."

"You are really well-informed. My hometown is indeed in the Fjords, but I have been here for more than ten years, and now I live in the Royal Capital, so I can be regarded as half a Graycastle." She paused, " You have just left the capital, maybe we have met somewhere before. It is a great honor to live in the same city as His Highness."

Sure enough, a successful businessman is very good at talking, knowing that the other party is flattering and getting close, Roland still feels very useful in his heart. At this moment, he felt a pinch on his right side... Well, there is no need to judge the authenticity at this time, Comrade Nightingale, who is enthusiastic and conscientious.

"However, when it comes to explorers, this is a great name in the fjords." Margaret continued, "You may not understand that the land where people in the fjords can live is very rare, and the sea water there rises and falls. Some islands will be swallowed into the sea when the tide is high, while others are erupting with flames and thick smoke all day long. The stones will melt under the high temperature and converge into dark red rivers. Only those who open up new waterways or find new suitable habitats Islanders are eligible for this title. Ordinary people would not call themselves explorers."

"Haha, she not only calls herself an explorer, but also calls her father the greatest explorer," Roland smiled and shook his head. "Children like to imagine themselves as great people."

"In the fjords, even children don't say this name easily," Margaret frowned. "Did she mention her father's name?"

Seeing the other party's expression, Roland also realized that something was wrong. Could it be that the word "explorer" is the spiritual belief of Haimin, so it can't be called indiscriminately? "Her father's name is Thunder."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this name was said, the other party's eyes immediately widened, "Do you know Lord Lei Ting?"

"No, I know his daughter. Why, have you heard of this name?"

"Who in the Fjords has never heard of this name! Lord Lei Ting discovered Twin Peaks Island and Hailong Bay, and expanded the territory where everyone lived by almost half. He also drew a detailed map of the east coast and endless capes. Now the people who are heading to the mainland Eighty percent of the routes were developed by him. Every child is familiar with Lord Lei Ting's deeds, he is one of the greatest explorers of the fjords!"

"But I heard that Thunder seems to have died under the sea because of a storm..."

"No, Your Highness, a true explorer will not perish because of a storm. He has encountered countless dangers and survived in the end. Lord Thunder must be calling a new expedition somewhere at this moment, just like what he said before." It’s the same as those things you did.” Margaret leaned forward slightly, “Your Highness, do you know the current whereabouts of his daughter?”

Roland was also a little surprised. He didn't expect Lightning's father to be so famous. Are those adventure stories that sound like fairy tales also true? "She lives in my castle. After being shipwrecked, she wandered all the way west to Border Town, and I happened to take her in."

"In your castle?" Her look of anticipation was palpable, "Can... let me meet his daughter?"

"Well, it might not be possible now." At this moment, Lightning should be cruising around the Misty Forest, looking for the ruins marked on the "treasure map". "She is currently practicing...jungle adventure skills. If you plan to stay here for one night, We should be able to wait until she comes back."

"Then I won't bother you," Margery nodded without hesitation.

"Let's discuss business next, shall we?"

"Of course, Your Highness," she said with a smile, "please just open your mouth." (To be continued.)