Wearing black silk for a foreign woman

"Construction?" Ilufa pondered Lind's answer and asked after a while. "Do you think this thing is needed for camp construction?"

"Of course we need it!" Lind said matter-of-factly. "Right now, there is a shortage of people in every area of ​​the camp. There is a shortage of people to farm, to mine ore, to mine limestone, and to mine sand. Not only are there a shortage of people to work, but there is also a shortage of ways to transport things back. There are only so many carriages in the camp, and the productivity is far from enough!"

"Since we don't have enough people, I can only think of ways to improve production efficiency, so I thought of this." Linde pointed at the parchment on the table. "You know! We only have two months!"

Two months is the time when Ilfa speculated that the new pioneer fleet would arrive.

Ilfa nodded in agreement, but the others were confused. After all, the news that the pioneering fleet would arrive early had not been announced to the public.

"Only two months? What happened?" Elisa asked puzzledly.

"I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you when I'm sure." The two insiders looked at each other, and after a glance, Ilufa said to her daughter.

Alisa also saw the little action of the two. Alisa blushed and felt like she was excluded.

You like Lind so much! Just marry Lind yourself! Don't make me marry him! Elisa almost couldn't help shouting, but in the end her reason overcame her madness and she didn't say such a motherly and filial word.

"Steam engine?" Illufa accepted Lind's reason. She also knew that it would be difficult to build a proper town in two months with only the current population and labor. "Then let's give it a try and build this steam engine."

"Your will." After getting Ilufa's consent, Lind immediately looked at the two blacksmiths present. "Sorry to bother you, please help me make this."

As soon as these words came out, Stanley, the blacksmith who made the Rune Furnace, immediately showed an expression of "Sir, are you kidding me?" As for the other blacksmith, he was still thinking about it.

"Is there any problem?" Lind asked, noticing Stanley's constipated expression and dilated nostrils.

"...Sir." Thinking of Lind's past friendly behavior, Stanley decided to tell the truth. "Excuse me, this thing called a steam engine...I can't make it."

"Ah? Are you so sure before we even start?" Linde raised his eyebrows.

"Please listen to my detailed explanation." Stanley plucked up his courage and pointed at the diagram drawn by Lind. Rather than failing in the end and being hung up and whipped half to death by the noble master, it is better to speak out now. After all, the noble masters here are different from those in other places and are easy to talk to.

"Master, I don't quite understand what you mean by this machine, but I roughly understand that you are planning to make a boiler that can hold water, and then connect it to something called a cylinder through a pipe, and then there is something called a piston inside the cylinder." Stanley said. "According to what you mean, this piston needs to be able to seal the middle of the cylinder, right?"

"That's right." Lind nodded.

"Then... the inner wall of the cylinder needs to be made very regular and smooth, the size of the piston also needs to be very precise, and it also needs something to lubricate it." Stanley said with a bitter face. "The problem is that under the current conditions, we can't do such precise processing, and we lack polishing tools."

"Please forgive me, respected master and madam, I am just a small blacksmith in the countryside and I can't make such complicated things." Stanley said bitterly.

"I see." After listening to Stanley's words, Lind nodded in understanding. To put it simply, the manufacturing process requirements for steam engines are not low, and Stanley's craftsmanship is not up to this requirement.

To be honest, Linde was not surprised by this. Although the steam engine was a product of the first industrial revolution, it was still a high-tech gadget compared to this world, and issues such as processing accuracy still had to be considered. Moreover, Linde's design was actually just a schematic diagram. After all, Linde was just a doctor and did not understand those precise mechanical knowledge.

"Sir..." Just when Stanley said he was powerless, another blacksmith spoke up. "Maybe I can try."

Chapter 295 Magic Craftsman

"Maybe I can give it a try." Just when Stanley, the blacksmith who made the Rune Furnace, said that he could not complete the steam engine proposed by Lind with his own level, another blacksmith spoke up.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at him with surprise in their eyes.

"Can you try it?" Linde looked at the other party and asked seriously.

"I think I can give it a try, your Excellency." The blacksmith said respectfully.

Lind did not agree immediately, but first looked at the other person carefully. He looked about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, not as strong as Stanley, nor as gray as the common blacksmiths, and his expression was somewhat elegant. If it were not for the clothes he was wearing, he would look a bit like a craftsman or a teacher.

"Your name is Linus, right?" Linde quickly remembered the other person's name. "Linus Casso?"

"Yes, my name is Linus, and Casso is the name of my late father." The blacksmith Linus was very surprised that his name was remembered by the noble lord. "It is my honor that my name is remembered by the lord."

It is not surprising to remember his name. Lind remembers the names of all the craftsmen in the camp. After all, they are all precious technical jobs, and Lind values ​​them very much.

Not only humans, there are also craftsmen among the new beastmen. However, compared with human craftsmen, the craftsmen of the new beastmen are far inferior to human craftsmen in terms of technical level and mutual cooperation. Therefore, human craftsmen are still the main force for the time being.

In the future, Lind plans to train a group of beastman craftsmen through the master-apprentice method.

There were only two blacksmiths in the camp, so Lind had to remember the names of these two high-level technicians. However, because Stanley had invented the Rune Furnace, Lind subconsciously considered Stanley to be a blacksmith with a higher level of skill. He couldn't do anything about it, but the other blacksmith said he could try.

"Don't be so nervous." Linde waved his hand at Linus and asked seriously, "Are you sure?"

"I think I can give it a try." Linus repeated what he said before.

To be honest, the steam engine could not be made in a short time, and Linde was mentally prepared. Although he did not understand mechanical manufacturing, and the principle of the steam engine was very simple, and the schematic diagram could be drawn with a little research, it was not as easy as imagined to make a physical prototype.

At the very least, the precision of machining parts is a test of the craftsmanship of the craftsmen, not to mention the lack of accurate parts data.

"It's not that I don't believe you, but this matter is of great importance. Stanley the blacksmith said it can't be done, but you said you can try. Please explain the source of your confidence." Linde said to Linus seriously.

"This..." Linus looked bitter.

"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't hide?" Lin De asked when he saw this.

"Actually... I concealed my identity." Under Linder's questioning, Linus lowered his head and explained in a low voice.

"Hide your identity?" Alyssa frowned. "Aren't you a blacksmith?"

"My dear Miss, I am not a blacksmith, but I can do the work of a blacksmith." Linus gritted his teeth and risked his life. "Actually, I am a magic craftsman."

"Magic craftsman!?" Elisa exclaimed when she heard it.

"Are you a magic craftsman?" Illufa was also surprised by the other party's words. "What's the proof?"

"Ma'am, you are a magician and should know something about the work of magic craftsmen. If you don't believe me, you can test me." Linus replied somewhat embarrassedly.

"What is the name of the earth magic stone?"

"Gnomite."

"What should I use to slow down the speed of magic power transmission?"

"Quartz, your honorable lady."

"That's true!" After answering two questions in a row, Ilfa looked at Linus with a raised corner of his mouth in surprise and joy.

The series of conversations left Lind confused and he didn't understand anything, but he was sure that the man in front of him named Linus was not a blacksmith, but a magic craftsman.

So the question is, what does a magic craftsman do?

"What does a magic craftsman do?" Lind looked at Ilfa with a curious expression.

"Magic craftsmen, to put it simply, are technicians who make and process various magic-related things." Illufa blushed at Linde's sudden cuteness. "You have seen magic runes, and the techniques and materials required to process magic runes are different from those of ordinary craftsmen. You can think of them as high-level craftsmen who specialize in making magic machinery."

"Is that so?" Lind nodded. "Then why did you hide your identity?"

"Well..." Linus looked embarrassed again. "It's because I committed a crime."

"Everyone who comes here has done something wrong." Stanley next to him whispered.

Linde recalled the information in the register. In the register, the crime Linus was registered for was manslaughter, which was very unique among those who could not pay taxes.

"When you registered, you wrote manslaughter," Lind said.

"No! It's not my fault! I was framed!" Linus suddenly shouted excitedly when he heard it.

"Putting the blame on others?" Alyssa tilted her head.

"Yes..." Linus said helplessly. "I... was forced to take the blame for someone else. It's not my fault."

"I see." Lind nodded. "Then what does your profession have to do with making this machine?"

Whether the other party really caused the death by negligence or took the blame for someone else's crime, Lind could not confirm it now, nor did he need to confirm it. He only needed to know what the other party's ability was related to the steam engine.

"Sir, this is what happened." Seeing that Linder had no intention of asking further questions, Linus immediately explained. "You are a powerful knight, so you don't know much about magic craftsmen. Unlike blacksmiths and carpenters, magic craftsmen make all kinds of fine magic machines, and often require extreme precision, such as carving magic runes on a secret key with a diameter of only one centimeter."

"Although there are no detailed parameters and data for the steam engine you mentioned, I can see that its components require a certain degree of precision. And in my opinion, not all of them can be made of exactly the same materials, such as the piston," Linus said.

The more Linder listened, the more reliable it seemed. It sounded so logical, and it seemed that Linus could really give it a try.

"Sorry, I have a question." Just as Linus was talking, Ilufa interrupted him. "What level of magician are you?"

"Ah?" Linus got stuck when he heard about the magician level. "That... that..."

"You're not a magician, are you?" Ilfa sneered.

"...Yes." Linus lowered his head.

Chapter 296 The puppet moves

Linus's reaction left everyone confused. They had no idea what had just happened. Linus, who had been talking animatedly, suddenly lowered his head like a defeated rooster.

Among the people present, only two people understood what had just happened, Linus and Ilfa.

"Madam, what did you just mean?" Linde asked Ilufa curiously.

"To put it simply, this gentleman is an illegal magic craftsman who does not know magic." Illufa explained. "Did you know that in the Holy Empire, there are strict regulations on the use and teaching of magic?"

"The same goes for magic craftsmen." After seeing Lind nod, Illufa continued. "Although magic craftsmen are craftsmen, their work content is related to magic after all. Therefore, according to the regulations of the Holy Empire, if you want to be a magic craftsman, you must be a magician and at least know a few points of magic."

"But some people just can't learn even the most basic point-level magic. Therefore, these magic craftsmen are illegal magic craftsmen and can only rely on other magicians."

"Oh, I see." Lind nodded immediately. This is equivalent to some people who have never been able to pass the medical practitioner examination and can only follow a doctor and prescribe medicine and practice medicine under his name.

After Ilufa's explanation, Linde understood a lot at once, including the other party's refusal to tell the truth. Linde immediately comforted the other party, "It doesn't matter. If you don't know magic, you don't know magic. It's not a shameful thing. I can't even make a fireball. As long as your skills are real, it's fine."

After being comforted by Lind, Linus regained his spirit, looked at Lind's trusting eyes, and clenched his fists.

"I……"

"Wait a minute." Before Linus could speak, Illufa interrupted him again, and stopped precisely. "Since you are a magic craftsman who can't use magic, you should use external objects to process it, right? Where are your tools?"

"Please don't worry, ma'am. I have all the tools for eating with me." Linus said proudly.

"What about the magic crystals that are the source of magic power? How many do you have?" Ilfa asked again.

"Ah?" Linus was stunned again. "Isn't there any in the camp?"

"There are only Salamantes, and the quantity is limited." Illufa smiled bitterly. "There are only Salamantes, can your craftsmanship be of any use?"

"This one……"

"I'm sorry to interrupt your academic exchange, but there are a group of laymen here. Could you please explain it briefly?" As he really couldn't understand, Lind protested loudly and hoped for a brief explanation.

Soon, after Ilufa's explanation, Lind understood what the conversation just now meant.

Magic craftsmen are craftsmen who process and make magic props. In addition to doing the work of blacksmiths and carpenters, they also need to master certain magic knowledge, and most importantly, they need to use magic power. If you process magic props, what kind of magic props are they without magic power?

In order to precisely control magic power, magic craftsmen have their own unique tools. Without going into details, magic craftsmen who know magic can use their own magic power, while magic craftsmen who don't know magic or don't have enough magic power can only use external objects, that is, various magic crystals that store magic power.

Obviously, for Linus, a magic craftsman who can't perform magic, without enough magic crystals, he is just a craftsman with better skills.

Linus was very disappointed that there was no magic crystal for him to use. Linde did not feel too sorry about this, but just comforted him and said that he would have room to use his power after finding the magic crystal.

As for not having magic crystals, Lind also encouraged the other party to be brave enough to try new things. Since you can do the work of a blacksmith without magic crystals, maybe try making a steam engine without magic tools?

After Lind's persuasion, Linus agreed to give it a try, but to be honest, Lind didn't hold out hope for the time being. If the processing accuracy was not enough, it would be very difficult to make the first steam engine prototype, and it would require constant trial and error.

This was the only way to deal with the steam engine for the time being, but at this moment, a cry of surprise came from behind everyone.

"Wow! What is this!?"

The guard's exclamation drew everyone's attention. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a round cylindrical object with two tracks swaggering out of the main tent.

After the cylindrical object drove out of the tent, several guards guarding the door of the tent wanted to stop it, but the cylindrical object simply ignored them and drove straight forward.

"Madam! Please move aside! Let us stop this thing!" Seeing that the cylinder-like object was rushing towards Ilufa, several soldiers who had just been upgraded from militiamen stood in front of Ilufa very loyally, trying to stop it with their bodies.

Then the cylindrical object turned in front of several guards and drove towards the exit of the camp.

Several new recruits who were already prepared to be loyal gathered together, not knowing whether they should chase after them or continue to stay here.

"Is that... the puppet I brought back?" Lind recognized the cylindrical object as he watched it go away.

"Yes, it's the puppet you found in the cave in the mine." Illufa explained. "Rather than leaving it there to rust, I brought it to the tent to study it and see if I could inject magic power to restart it."

"And you succeeded, ma'am?"

"No, I don't even know how to open it." Illufa shook her head. "I've been fiddling with it for a long time, but I still don't know how to open it."

"That means, it didn't stop because its magic power was used up, but it went dormant for some reason?" Lind said thoughtfully.

The cylindrical puppet drove towards the edge of the camp, causing quite a commotion along the way. Many people were frightened when they saw the appearance of this cylinder that they had never seen before.

"Who are you? Are you an enemy?" Soon, the puppet drove in front of Judy the rabbit who was pulling weeds. Seeing the puppet rushing towards her, Judy directly switched to combat mode, pulled out a dagger and was about to chop.

Just when the two sides were about to fight, Lind rushed over and stood between the rabbit and the puppet.

"Wait a minute, don't leave yet." Lind stretched out his hand towards the puppet. "I am one of the leaders of this camp. Can you hear me?"

The puppet did not respond and tried to bypass Lind and move forward.