Chapter 565 Hydraulic Blower

Controlling the black crow to open his eyes, Field found that the black crow was staying in the birdcage on the top floor of the castle.

The cold wind is howling outside. Most of the northern parts of the Griffin Empire have a continental climate, with long and cold winters. Night Territory is slightly better because it is close to the sea.

The coming winter will last from November to March next year. Every winter, countless wanderers freeze to death in the north of the empire. After the free people are frozen and bankrupt, new wanderers and slaves will be born.

Under such a tragedy, slavery cannot be abolished in the empire. If fragile individuals do not even have the option of slavery, they can only return to the embrace of mother nature.

Fortunately, there was warmth from the fireplace in the house. Rosaria had her long, silky hair spread out, and was wearing a black pajamas with ribbons. She was sitting at the desk with her head propped up, looking like she was thinking hard.

"Isn't the use of poetry too strange? The straightforward description does not feel consistent with the identity." Rosaria scratched her head with a quill and sighed, "I have almost forgotten about writing letters. I hope I won't be laughed at by Field."

Taking a peek, she was writing a letter to herself, but she only wrote the beginning.

"Ahem, what are you doing?"

Field coughed twice.

"Oh, Field, you are back!" Rosalia's eyes lit up and she jumped up for joy, but she immediately adjusted her clothes, hid the rabbit with her "nose" exposed, and then said gracefully, "Okay , only the soul comes back."

"Say something auspicious."

Field laughed and cursed.

"Hmm, how's the battle going? Did you encounter any strong enemies?" Rosaria asked with concern, "When will you come back?"

"It's okay now. I will call you if I encounter danger. No large-scale battle has broken out, and we won't be able to return in the short term."

Rosalia instantly wilted, and her frustration was palpable: "But I miss you."

"It won't be long, I have a feeling." Field couldn't see others being sad, so he patted her head to comfort her, and changed the topic by saying, "Come out with me for a walk to see the development of the territory."

Arriving at the outskirts of Fengqi Town, Field could see the towering city walls gradually taking shape in the distance.

There are newly expanded pastures in the suburbs, and huge barns and slowly rotating windmills have risen in the vast farmland. Natural wind power will gradually replace livestock, and the remaining cattle can be put into agriculture, starting a positive cycle.

"Wow, Baron is so awesome."

"It's so big~ As expected of Mr. Field."

"It must have cost a lot of money to build the windmill, and I bet the price of the mill will go up."

"Your Majesty is so kind. Even if the price increases, I will support it."

Many villagers were overwhelmed by the novelty of windmills, and even gathered together to watch the windmills, marveling at them.

Fengqi Town can no longer be considered a town, it looks like a small town, and it is a wealthy small city.

"Why is there a baby in the Night Territory?"

Field was surprised to find a woman in the crowd holding a baby in her arms: "That's right. Counting the time, it's been almost a year since we came to Night Territory. It's not surprising that a newborn baby was born."

"Field, why are you paying attention to this and wanting to eat children?" Rosaria's mind was astonishing.

"Well, of course not."

Field was ashamed: "Let's go to the city hall to find Tisifa. I have to make some decisions and give them some help, otherwise the death rate among the territory's residents will skyrocket this winter."

When we came to the city hall, the little angel and the little fox were there.

"The border fortress needs a large number of arrows to fight against the rotting corpses around it. Armor and weapons also need to be maintained. Gauglis, I need twenty craftsmen to station in the border fortress."

The little angel patted the table and said, obviously the two of them had been arguing for a long time.

"There are no more workers left."

Goglisi's voice was low, but extremely decisive: "Tisifa, the Night Territory is not short of military supplies. Now every part of the territory needs craftsmen, and I can't give them to you."

"What's the fuss about? I'll take care of it."

Rosalía walked elegantly into the city hall with Black Crow in her arms and sat unceremoniously on the main seat.

"Miss, please tell me how to solve it." Tisifa said seriously, "Recently, the Bull Territory has been in chaos again, with bandits attacking from time to time."

"Um..."

After thinking for a moment, Rosaria decisively gave up and asked Field: "Sir, what do you think we should do?"

"My lord is back." The two people who had been arguing just now became honest immediately.

"Sorry sir, we didn't quarrel."

In the name of apologizing, Tisifa took the black crow from Rosalia's arms very naturally, and said in a low voice: "I am responsible for the city's defense. I was too impatient, so my tone was a little bad."

"Don't worry, let's talk about the situation first. Aren't the Bull Territories guarded by Rebecca's family? How come there are robbers everywhere." Field was curious.

"I suspect that their family ran away or encountered something unexpected."

Tisifa held Black Crow in her arms and whispered: "I once flew above Bull Castle to check, and the entire Bull Castle became an empty city. And at night, ghosts and wolves howled there, which could be heard even in the border fortress."

Field's vision was blocked by the huge rabbit, and Field felt like his breathing was blocked.

"Huh? There is such a thing."

With his mind spinning, Field shook his head gently: "Don't worry about it for now. The territory's combat power is too small, so we must not rush in."

These days, even if you are a noble, if you don't have enough strength, you may die inexplicably.

"In addition, it is difficult for caravans to travel alone. The weather is getting colder and bandits are everywhere." Tisifa sighed. "You know, bandits are not just desperate civilians. Nobles will also pretend to be bandits."

"That's right, like me."

Field was sweating profusely.

"There are still a lot of military supplies in the Night Warehouse. Let's transport them from the warehouse first." After weighing the pros and cons, Field made a decision, "I will allocate five craftsmen to you. There really can't be any more. When I come back, I will kill all the bandits around me. Kill."

"Thank you, sir." Tisifa nodded with satisfaction.

"By the way, little fox, how are the waterwheels and steel doing?"

"Very good progress. According to your design, we have made slight adjustments. We have made a usable water blasting device, but it still needs oxen to assist. Despite this, the output of iron has more than tripled."

The little fox reported excitedly. I don't know if it was an illusion. She was indeed not as timid as before: "Sir, do you want to go and take a look?"

"When I come back to visit in person, you'll be doing a great job and are already heading towards automation."

Field was very satisfied: "You can also consider magic devices. Maybe you are better at this. Maybe you can use the wind magic core to blow the wind? You can try it boldly and don't have to worry about being punished for failure."

The knowledge that individuals can provide is limited, and only scientific and progressive ideas are eternal.

"My lord, I will try."