Path of Light.

Chapter 880 881. The initial prototype of the fleet
"We have built so many Siren armors, but in the end, don't we have to destroy all of them?"

The gray dwarf craftsmen shouted loudly.

"Now we have to build brand new Siren armor. If we have to destroy these Siren armors after they are made, it would be better to do nothing now..."

"That's right. We can spend our time lying in the shed and drinking some beer. Why do we have to do such a thankless task?"

The gray dwarf craftsmen seemed indignant and complained one after another.

Roy stared at them expressionlessly. These gray dwarves were different from the half-elves. Obviously, they didn't understand what these words "Boss Roy" meant...

Master Maggs naturally knew about this. He had lived on Partington Island for more than a year and had modified the magic airship for Roy twice.

Roy now owns a fleet of magic airships, at least thirty of which were modified by Master Mags himself.

After the half-elf crew had fully mastered the skills to transform the magic airship, Master Mags took several of his apprentices and asked Roy to work in the forge for a period of time. This was because Master Mags heard from the half-elf that the forge had various metal ores.

What Master Mags has not been able to complete in all these years is the development of magic metal composite panels.

Now, he has developed dozens of sets of full-coverage heavy armor with the mithril steel plates he developed. These heavy armors are designed specifically for the elves, taking into full consideration the fighting style of the elven sword dancers. The armors are thick but also very flexible...

Roy came here in person this time because he wanted to bring these heavy armors to the Elf Continent.

These heavy armors made of magic metals can be used as magic base materials for inscription masters, so as long as these heavy armors appear in the magic market, they will definitely attract the attention of magicians.

Master Mags saw that these gray dwarves were getting more and more outrageous, and was worried that they would anger Boss Roy...

So Master Mags smashed the square hammer in his hand against the chopping board next to him, and sparks flew.

For a moment, the gray dwarf craftsmen were frightened by Master Mags, and the complaints around them stopped abruptly.

Master Mags then raised his hands and shouted at the top of his voice:
"Quiet, everyone please be quiet!"

"As the owner of the forge, Boss Roy has the power to decide what style of armor the forge makes."

"You just need to work hard. If anyone doesn't want to do it, I can transfer you out of the forge. There are many dwarves in the black iron mine who want to come here!"

After Master Mags said this, the surrounding gray dwarves immediately quieted down.

The implication in his words was very clear. Boss Roy was the real decision maker. You just had to do whatever he told you to do. You were not workers in the forging workshop, but just a group of prisoners of war serving here. What was there to protest about...

Master Mags spoke in Dwarven, and the group of gray dwarf craftsmen immediately fell silent after hearing it.

It was also during recent times that the relaxed management atmosphere in the forging workshop made them forget their own situation and completely integrate into the life of the forging workshop.

There are towering chimneys everywhere, roaring magic furnaces, boiling iron liquid, and waves of heat, just like the underground city of my hometown...

Every day off you can exchange for some delicious fruit wine.

If you are diligent enough, you can also drink some ale or expensive rum, and then lie down on the hillside filled with the fragrance of grass and soil and have a good sleep.

The gray dwarf craftsmen seemed to have forgotten their status as prisoners of war.

But now...

When they protested against the wrong decisions made by the forge workshop's top management, Master Mags had to gently remind them not to take themselves too seriously.

A group of gray dwarf craftsmen suddenly fell silent.

……

Master Mags handed Roy the heavy armors he had made himself. Each piece of armor was made according to the elves' body shape. These armors might be worn by the imperials, but they were definitely not suitable for dwarves and sirens.

The outermost layer of the armor is mithril sandwiched with steel plates. Under the hammering of Master Mags, the full-coverage heavy armor hanging on the wooden frame looks like a metal statue, with only the eyes being hollow and black.

The whole set of armor even has armor on the arms, and chain gloves on the fingers...

The entire set of heavy armor is very exquisite, which fully demonstrates the forging skills possessed by the dwarves, combined with some of the elves' pursuit of beauty.

This set of heavy armor still continues the style of the elves' love for silver jewelry.

"If this full-body heavy armor is to be put into mass production, can most of the metal parts be converted into molds?"

Roy touched the delicate hammered scales on the armor and asked Master Mags.

Master Mags showed a bitter smile on his face and said to Boss Roy:
"Boss Roy, you currently have 20,000 gray dwarf craftsmen in your workshop. Even if you let them hammer with their hands, they can produce hundreds of sets of heavy armor every day. That means a production capacity of tens of thousands of sets a month. Is it still necessary to open a forging mold?"

In fact, Master Mags thinks a lot.

After all, he is also a dwarf. Although he does not agree with some of the actions of the gray dwarf bandits, it does not mean that he will stand against them.

From the perspective of sharing the same roots, he hoped that these gray dwarf prisoners of war could live a happy life...

However, once the forging workshop completes the mold assembly line operation, it means that there will no longer be a need for so many gray dwarf craftsmen, unless the scale of the workshop continues to expand. But now the scale of the forging workshop is already extremely large.

How many half-elves are there? How many people are there in the entire elven continent? Not all elves need this kind of full-coverage armor.

"In fact, in the eyes of us dwarf craftsmen, all forged armor is soulless. Although hand-forged armor may have various unforeseen defects, this kind of armor will be more adaptable..." Master Mags whispered to Roy.

This view is indeed the bottom line that the traditional and conservative dwarves have always adhered to.

Roy knew that Master Mags was not a traditional and conservative dwarf. He did this just to protect the gray dwarf craftsmen in the forge workshop.

Roy nodded and said, "Then wait a little longer. You know, I am a pure businessman. A businessman only cares about value and profit. As for the gray dwarf craftsmen in this forging workshop, I need them to continue to prove their value to me. Do you understand what I mean?"

Master Mags quickly placed his hand on his shoulder and saluted Roy.

"I'll prove it to you."

Roy nodded.

This warehouse compartment of Master Mags was his design studio. The whole room was filled with various styles of armor pieces and armor parts, and the drawings filled the desk. Some discarded parchments were turned into waste paper rolls and thrown all over the floor.

Although these parchments were very thin, they were made of valuable sheepskin. They were thrown on the ground casually and kicked around by a group of dwarf apprentices.

Master Mags led Boss Roy and his group into the room, and he felt a little embarrassed...

He mumbled a few words to the apprentices who were changing the parts drawings on the drawing board, then took Roy to a platform and asked the apprentices to take out a tool box. When he opened the iron box, he found more than a dozen rulers of various sizes inside.

He stood on the metal platform, turned around and said respectfully to Roy:
"Boss Roy, please have your Siren Warriors stand here so we can measure their body sizes. It would be best if we could collect a few different body sizes so that the armor we create can better fit the Siren Warriors."

"Jizena, let your men come up." Roy said.

Jie Zena and Olive, who were standing behind Roy, then realized Roy's intention of asking them to bring a few Siren warriors with them.

Since entering the forging workshop, these Siren warriors have taken out water bags and poured some water on their bodies every once in a while. This not only keeps the body hydrated and prevents the skin from drying out and scales from curling up, but also cools the body down.

Jie Zena just turned sideways, and a Siren warrior walked onto the platform behind her.

The two dwarf apprentices skillfully began to measure the dimensions of various parts of their bodies, such as the arms, abdomen and dorsal fin. The dwarf apprentices took some plaster and pasted it on the Siren Warrior. After the plaster solidified slightly, they took it off the Siren Warrior's body.

A group of people worked in the design room for quite some time and finally collected all kinds of data about the Siren Warrior's body.

"When can I see the sample of this Siren Armor?"

Roy asked Master Mags.

"The sample can be produced in a week, but it will take about half a month to make a ready-to-use armor after continuous improvements!"

Master Mags wiped the oily sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, and regardless of the looks from the apprentices, he made a promise that almost made several dwarf apprentices cry.

In fact, Master Mags also had a lot of grievances that he couldn't express. The reason why he rushed the progress was that he wanted to get other gray dwarf craftsmen involved. Only in this way could he prove to Boss Roy that every dwarf craftsman in the forging workshop was valuable.

"Okay, then I'll wait on Kui Island to see the sample of the Siren Armor you designed."

Roy immediately said that he planned to engrave water magic on this tailor-made Siren Armor, such as "Walking on the Waves" and "Ice Shield"...

While the dwarf apprentices were measuring the full body size of the Siren Warrior, Roy also asked Master Mags some questions about forging.

"Master Mags, I wonder if the dwarven kingdom has ships like ironclad ships?"

Roy sat on the sofa in the lounge area, with two extremely beautiful elf women sitting next to him, but their eyes were golden. Master Mags recognized their true identities as sirens at a glance...

Master Mags calmly cast his eyes on Mulin. It was obvious that the governor of the Plateau City was the most friendly to him at the moment.

The two have known each other for a long time. If he was impolite in any way, Mu Lin would probably secretly give him some hints.

Master Mags only glanced at Mulin, then looked away, stared at the beard on his chin and said:

"Actually, there are, but they are all products of the Hextech era. Even the master craftsmen of the Tandon Kingdom cannot replicate the magic core. The goblins combined technology and magic in a way that we dwarves cannot understand. This is mainly because our understanding of magic is far inferior to that of the goblin scientists back then."

"Those goblin scientists had cracked most of the laws of the world at the time, and even used technology and in-depth analysis of magic to create giant magic puppets that were comparable to demigods—the Titans."

"The dwarf forgers in our current research institute are still studying the power core of the iron chariot."

"Not to mention imitating the core of the magic center on the ironclad ship!"

Master Maggs put it bluntly.

In fact, Roy asked Mags this because he wanted to install a layer of protective steel plate on the outside of the magic airship.

But in this case, the magic airship's own weight will increase significantly, and a floating device may need to be installed. However, if a floating device is installed, whether the entire magic airship's skeleton can withstand it is another issue that needs to be considered.

So Roy has been hesitating lately.

Master Maggs then said:
"In fact, three-masted sailing ships are still the mainstream of the maritime fleet. Even larger five-masted sailing ships cannot replace the status of three-masted sailing ships. Five-masted sailing ships over a hundred meters long are very cumbersome at sea. They will only become targets for three-masted sailing ships at sea..."

Roy told Master Mags about his thoughts.

Master Maggs hesitated for a moment before saying:
“You want to install a metal protective plate on the magic airship, but it is far better to add a set of magic devices to the magic airship.

The dwarves of the Kingdom of Tandon have some magic protective shields left over from the Hextech era. As long as these protective shields can be installed on the magic airship, it would be equivalent to adding a layer of shield to the entire magic airship.

Although the dwarves have kept this magical shield very well protected, you can probably still buy it if you are willing to pay a high price.

The magic protective shield is much more reliable than adding steel plates..."

Roy and Master Mags talked for a long time in his design studio.

In order to keep most of the gray dwarf craftsmen in the forge workshop employed, Master Mags answered almost every question Roy asked.

He wanted to use this to prove that the gray dwarf craftsmen in the workshop were also very useful...

Before Roy left, he gave him a very clear hint: as long as these gray dwarf craftsmen did not commit suicide, they could live a good life in the workshop.

For quite a long time in the future, the forging workshop has no plans to lay off the gray dwarf craftsmen.

Not only that, the forging workshop may continue to expand...

The five magic airships moored at the airport dock outside the forging workshop finally completed loading and unloading. These five magic airships were loaded with chain cages. These chains were used to reinforce the seawall of Kui Island. In addition, Roy also planned to expand the Kui Island dock a little further west.

"Now if you want to see headhunters outside of Plateau City, you can only look for them among these construction teams."

Mu Lin stood on the deck. As the magic airship slowly rose, she pointed at a construction team that was repairing the road in the distance and said to Roy with emotion.

Roy asked her:
"I heard that you have completed the construction of the road leading to the southern part of the plateau?"

"It was repaired half a year ago. How is it? When you have time, go take a look..."

(End of this chapter)