Equipment Printing School Mage
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Oghma is the chief deity of Gond, so is the Church of Oghma the superior of the Church of Gond? At least the Church of Oghma has always been at the mercy of the Church of Gond.
Whether this was a coup d'etat, or Oghma issuing an order through the Church's guise, was unclear. But Candlekeep was in need of help, and Lude could only awkwardly ignore Gutenberg's sarcastic remarks: "—You've solved this problem now? Why do you still have the blueprints?"
"It hasn't been completely resolved." Gutenberg didn't dwell on the past disagreement, but tacitly replied, "We are working towards that goal—but there is someone in Candlekeep who can do this. All the materials and drawings are prepared for him."
"Who?"
Gutenberg stopped and pointed ahead, "The red-haired wizard next to your chief reader."
"Hus told me that he and Emiya are making great attempts that may bring about change."
"Do you people of Gond say this kind of thing every day?"
"No way," Gutenberg scoffed, then added, "At least not every day."
At this moment, Gutenberg's entourage went to Candlekeep to settle down, with only the two highest leaders of the church walking side by side.
And at this moment, they saw with their own eyes that a group of people who were originally doing something on the cliff suddenly flew up and rode on the nearby Phantom Horses, and fled straight away from the cliff...
The paladin even grabbed the chief reader beside him and pulled him onto the Pegasus.
"......?" Lude was a little confused. "What are you doing?"
Gutenberg, however, seemed slightly more prepared. "...I knew it. What else could this experiment Huss was talking about be besides this?"
Lude shook his head and was about to go over, but Gutenberg held out his hand: "...You are an outsider. You'd better not get close until Emilia and Hus' group go back."
"what?"
The monks of Candlekeep were a group of people who didn't even want to or knew how to use a printing press, so naturally they couldn't understand Gutenberg's behavior at this moment.
The good news is that people who are used to copying books by hand also have quite remarkable patience.
After about a minute, the Book Keeper Lude finally officially saw the source of the explosion that had shaken the entire Candle Castle several times.
The ground suddenly shook, and Lude felt as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking.
A tiny, transparent sphere suddenly erupted from a cloud of smoke on the ground, disappearing from Lude's sight in the blink of an eye. Then, a deafening explosion slowly emerged from the air, making Lude dizzy.
Lude steadied his steps and shook his head. "...I knew that Huss was researching that giant matchlock gun...or something called a wall gun? Anyway, we no longer object to using firearms to protect Candlekeep. What we object to is Huss and Emilia's proposal—they can't conduct test firings targeting Candlekeep!"
As he spoke, he tilted his head in confusion and said subconsciously: "...No sea breeze? This kind of weather is not common."
"It's above Candlekeep," Gutenberg replied. "Be careful!"
"What's the difference!" Lude shouted angrily, "Candlekeep is different from ordinary fortresses! Candlekeep stands on a cliff, low in front and high in the back, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack. Now you have to aim at the sky above Candlekeep. If something goes wrong, all the shells will fall on the inner court higher up! We can't allow that!"
"Even if Emilia has unprecedented talent, his skills are of no help at this time - he can help rebuild Candlekeep, but it is difficult to help repair the damage he caused!"
Lude has said this more than once, and it is obvious that his attitude is very firm.
At this moment, Mars had also discovered Gutenberg and Lude, and ran towards them while greeting them, but Stutin's reaction was a little unusual: he was staring at the telescope while on the horse, and even after getting off the horse, he did not bother to say hello to Lude, but still couldn't wait to raise the telescope from his waist and hold it tightly to his eye socket.
"...Stutin?"
Lude was a little slow to react and asked tentatively.
Stutin didn't seem to hear his question at all. He just waved his hand and said, "Don't make any noise."
Although Lude was Stutin's superior, he was also a genuine priest of the Oghma Oracle Sect. They were not nerds, but rather they were proud and often distrusted outsiders. They would only trust all kinds of knowledge claims 100% after verifying them with their own eyes and hands. Therefore, they were not angry at this time, but looked at the sea and sky with some doubt.
"...What is that? Target paper?"
This place was too far from the cliff. Lude tried hard but could only see a blurry dot.
After a long time, Emiya and his group finally discovered this place and rushed towards this direction.
Almost at the moment when the figures of Emiya and others became clear, Stu put down the telescope and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, raised and lowered the telescope several times, and finally almost lost his balance. He staggered and leaned on the Phantom Horse, gasping for breath.
"……What's the matter?"
Lude was a little surprised: "Is there anything special over there?"
"...Nothing." Stutin muttered.
"Huh?" Lude's eye twitched. "Stutin, we are from the Oracle Cult, not the Riddle Cult. We value accurate information and clear communication, not inscrutable ideas."
Stutin was silent for a moment, then finally put down the telescope and shouted, "The problem is, there's nothing! Do you know what I see?!"
"What?" Lude was confused.
Stutin's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed to the edge of the sky and said, "There, five kilometers away from us, at the limit of visual range, surrounded by sea fog, are dozens of force field hooks. Each one holds a target paper almost the same size as a cannonball. And just now, I saw with my own eyes that celestial steel ball knock the target paper off hook number 21!"
However, Mars trembled a little with guilt when he heard this.
Lude's brain shut down.
Or perhaps Stutin spoke a language very similar to the Common Language, but the wording and sentence structure were completely incomprehensible to him.
"...You're saying," Lude tried to repeat himself, "that Emya and Huss and his group used some method to launch a large iron ball, accurately hitting a target several kilometers away?"
Then he shook his head. "...You got the distance wrong, didn't you? Five kilometers? The Gond people's stuff can't even guarantee hitting a target fifty meters away."
Stutin didn't even argue with his feelings. He simply handed the telescope to Mars beside him and muttered, "...I give up. I will fully support your resolution to spread around Candlekeep."
“…Wait a minute, what’s going on?!”
Seeing that Emiya and her group had also arrived, Lude couldn't help but shout loudly: "What experiment did you do? You actually hid it from me?"
Emilia arrived soon after.
Stutin naturally could not represent his boss, and his opinions certainly could not represent Lude's opinions - Emilia had known this for a long time.
But it didn't matter to him.
Because this gamble is not a deception, but a genuine technological advancement.
Emilia said calmly, "Sir Lude, you've arrived just in time. The words of the Keepers of the Book are the law of Candlekeep. If I can gain your full approval, the last obstacle will surely disappear."
However, the most excited people present were not even Lude and Stutin.
Gutenberg, standing nearby, had remained silent and bowed his head since hearing Stutin's words. He finally stepped forward and tightly grasped Emiya's hand. "...How did you achieve such accuracy?"
"Please follow me." Emilia replied.
Huss, of course, hadn't brought any real artillery here. The one displayed on the cliff was a makeshift replica made by Emia. It was vastly different from the truly meticulously crafted prototypes of the Gonder Church.
However, the moment he saw the cannons used by Emilia and the others, Gutenberg almost couldn't help but kneel down in front of the barrel. The master craftsman tried to wave his hand to disperse the gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated from the muzzle, but in the absence of wind, the gunpowder smoke did not dissipate for a long time.
"...There's no wind here. Hus, did you deliberately suppress it with a spell?"
"Yes," Huss replied. "The wind direction will affect the trajectory. To ensure the hit rate, I cast a spell to control the weather. However, if it were really put to use, a single spell could control the wind speed over a large area. I think it would be worth it."
"Without wind, heat dissipation and smoke will be a problem." Gutenberg said, trying hard to control the trembling of his voice.
Huss paused for a moment, then replied, "You know very well that aiming a cannon is similar to aiming a bow—the key is to maintain the same conditions. We deliberately controlled the wind for this test firing. Of course, we can always adjust to other wind directions and wind strengths."
"As long as we continue to test-fire and enrich the firing list, this won't be a problem."
But what truly shocked Gutenberg was more than that. His questions came one after another, leaving Lude beside him speechless. "Then, the biggest reason the artillery can't guarantee a hit rate is because the production rate can't be guaranteed to be stable. The recoil and heat generated by each shot actually damage the artillery itself. To put it more philosophically, the artillery is completely different before and after firing..."
"So, test shooting can only guarantee approximate accuracy. Just like only the top archers can guarantee that they can always hit the target accurately with the same bow."
Gutenberg looked at the gun barrel, which was red from the heat, and found it difficult to breathe. "...How did you solve this problem?"
Emilia replied: "It's very simple——"
It was a burst of inspiration.
At the beginning, Emiya was preparing to create the Holy Avenger.
By a combination of chance and inexplicable bad luck, Yin accidentally poured a serious overflow of magic power into the unformed spell, while she was arguing with Emilia and was rarely distracted.
By the time she reacted, the excess magic power instantly burst the original magic structure and gushed out from her hands.
The first Holy Avenger prototype sword was inexplicably formed.
Stable, reproducible bursts of magical power.
This is the secret to creating a Holy Avenger
Instantaneous explosion, this word is more familiar to Emilia than the people of Furen - chemical energy weapons such as gunpowder are the most perfect interpretation of these keywords.
However, gunpowder weapons were already used by the people of Gond.
The question remains, how to solve the problem of artillery stability?
Emiya also knelt down beside Gutenberg and said seriously, "When we were making the Holy Avenger, we created dozens of identical base materials in order to control the random factors as much as possible.
"The same principle applies to firearms."
"Using incredible craftsmanship, they rebuilt a new cannon that is identical to the previous one. At the same time, the people of Gond seem to have ensured a relatively stable supply of bullets, shells, and propellant, right?"
Emiya's voice was as if it was a matter of course. "To ensure absolute accuracy, I personally crafted everything from the gun itself to the propellant. Therefore, as long as the conditions are exactly the same, this gun will hit the exact same spot as before."
At this point, he thought for a moment and decided to make amends: "However, we have prepared quite a few special shells... The flight paths of those shells are relatively complicated. I'm also considering adding rifling and adjusting the shape of the shells... Anyway, it's not complicated for me."
After launching once?
Emiya shrugged. "Actually, to target a target as large as the City of Ghosts, such high precision isn't really necessary. But if it were truly necessary, the solution wouldn't be difficult."
"Make an identical one from scratch and put it in the original location."
"on site."
At this point, even though the words were inevitably mixed with many terms, Lude was still able to understand the key points.
The Candlekeep's Bookkeeper fell silent. He whispered to his old friend, "...You only brought materials this time because you knew that Emmia of Lunya was in Candlekeep?"
Master Craftsman Gutenberg nodded silently, then asked one final question: "How many cannons do you plan to build for the City of Ghosts?"
"Uh. Cannons are still much heavier than armor," Emilia replied. "I can still prepare ten 32-pounders a day—after all, I may have other tasks in my schedule."
"Ten 32-pound cannons, one day!?" Gutenberg almost laughed out loud at this number.
Ludd was an outsider and had no idea what a 32-pounder gun meant.
Even if Gutenberg did it himself, using divine intervention throughout the process, a single 32-pounder would still take a month! Even if he had to keep his eyes fixed on the entire process, that's still an incredibly long time!
The Master Craftsman leaped up in a rage, losing his composure for the first time. "Then you'll plow through Waterdeep in just a few days!"
After venting his anger, he took a few steps back due to exhaustion and almost fell to the ground. His student Hus hurried forward to support him.
Gutenberg took a few breaths and murmured, "Huss, do you hear that?"
"...What did you hear?" asked Huss.
His cheeks had already turned red with excitement: "I can only hear my excited heartbeat"
"That's not a heartbeat," said Master Gutenberg.
"That's the tide. That's the tide of the times."
"The world is about to turn upside down. Everyone can either ride the wave or struggle in the undertow."
Shadow of Thirty-Nine Moons
"Yes, Mr. Emya, we've already set off." Paladin Asur, leader of the Elturgard Hell Knights, sent a message to Emya in Candlekeep.
Larloch and Shar were undoubtedly one of the most formidable foes Emya had ever faced. Even Zariel, who had descended upon Eltoril, was pale in comparison. The only good news was that Larloch lacked divine protection, and Shar likely wouldn't descend in person like Azuth had—and Kelemvor, the god of death, remained within Candlekeep.
Therefore, Emya needs relatively conventional combat power to prevent Candlekeep from being swallowed by the sea of undead.
Larloch's liches alone numbered in the hundreds. Even if these liches weren't blinded by greed and wouldn't mobilize all of them, there would likely be tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands.
The quality of such an army of tens of thousands is likely to be terrifyingly high.
Emilia needs allies who may not be top-notch, but who are of guaranteed quality and quantity.
For example, the Flaming Fist, for example, Elturgard, for example, the Harper.
At the same time, it must be reliable.
Adventurers whose backgrounds were difficult to verify were therefore excluded directly—Shaar was one of the most famous conspirators among the gods. If adventurers were allowed to participate, Emiya had no doubt that Candlekeep would be infiltrated and turned into a hornet's nest in just a few days.
We will split into two groups—the supply convoy will depart from Eltoril, travel down the Chongsa River to Baldur's Gate, and then head south with the Flaming Fist.
Naturally, the Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate and the Marshal of the Flaming Fist are in Candlekeep right now. The bad news is that another existing Grand Duke, Mastersmith Gond, is also in Candlekeep.
There is still a Grand Duke remaining in Baldur's Gate, but she is actually the sister and wife of Marshal Flaming Fist.
The resolve of Baldur's Gate and Candlekeep to fight side by side is absolute.
The same goes for Elturgard—even putting aside their relationship with Emya, the Three Pillars of Justice are officially allied with Oghma. Not to mention that the rescue of Simbu was accomplished in Eltoril. It's logical for them to depart.
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