Chapter 334 The ship sank just like that?
Galahad stood on the deck, looking at the approaching port, his mind in turmoil.
He stayed on the ship for a few days, trying to talk to Connor about Castel, but the old butler was very careful and he could hardly get any useful information out of him.
He could only ask the Crusaders on the ship.
Until now, all Galahad knew about Castel was that it had a "high level of industrialization". The Skitarii were afraid that he didn't understand what industry was, so they spent a lot of time explaining it to him.
Damn it, they actually thought he didn't understand industry? No one knew industry better than him. Galahad had opened a factory on the Rhine.
Ha, it was just luck that he successfully modified the musket. There were also workers in his previous factory who successfully improved the equipment.
Although it was later stopped by the church, Galahad felt that it was not difficult. It was just that the consequences of failure were too terrible and no one dared to try it.
He is a supernatural being, and he knows very well the consequences of cognitive interference.
Speaking of which, Castel doesn't seem to have any supernatural beings.
Mortals are simply unable to unleash the true power of the weapon called the bolt-action rifle. Although Galahad has only used it a few times, it was enough for him to make a judgment: this is a weapon tailor-made for extraordinary people.
According to the holy books of the Crusaders, this weapon only has a range of 700 meters, but in the hands of a transcendent like him, 1,000 meters is not a big problem.
At this distance, humans cannot aim at all. In fact, even 700 meters is not possible. Galahad was a little puzzled as to why the target assumed in their scriptures would be as big as a three-story building.
I guess it's to exaggerate the shooting distance.
In short, it was a huge waste that Castel distributed such powerful weapons to mortals. Although extraordinary people rarely go to the battlefield, Galahad still stubbornly believed that only extraordinary people could be considered real warriors.
This time coming to Castel, they can also see the power of the extraordinary people and let them know what effect these weapons can have.
Alas, I guess they have long wanted to collect data on the use of bolt-action rifles by extraordinary people. Unfortunately, no extraordinary people would come to this polluted sea. This trip of mine also allowed them to obtain a lot of information, so I will just consider it a gift to them.
Just cooperate with their experiment then, Castel will make a lot of money.
I don't know why His Highness attaches so much importance to this place.
Thinking of this, Galahad sighed inwardly. His Highness still attached too much importance to the role of the bolt-action rifle. However, if he wanted to overthrow the Holy See, rifles alone were far from enough.
Galahad is a transcendent being, and because of this, he knows the horror of the Church.
The Sea of ​​Unconsciousness is filled with all kinds of absurd, strange, yet powerful knowledge, but the Church has explored it for thousands of years, and no one knows how many cards this behemoth has.
Galahad shook his head and collected his scattered thoughts.
There weren't many people at the dock, and it looked somewhat desolate, but that was normal in the Storm Ocean.
The recent drying up of the sea had far-reaching consequences, and many forces have abandoned their sea routes.
The ship Galahad was on slowly approached the shore, but his eyes were attracted by something next to him.
Is that a black boat? How should I put it? Rather than a boat, it is more like a pointed coffin. Its entire shape is square, and it seems to be trying to imitate the appearance of a boat, but it is not very successful.
Like these steam-powered outboard ships, it had no sails, but unlike them, it had no oars.
How to move without a paddle?
But it did seem to be able to move, with a trail of white waves trailing behind it, as if something was stirring the water.
Galahad scratched his head and felt that there seemed to be something special about this Castel. Without outer wheels or oars, the boat could still move. Although the speed was as slow as a turtle, it was indeed moving.
Unfortunately, this praise did not last long in his heart.
Although there was a sound of metal friction, the ship suddenly disintegrated in the sea. The hull... Well, the several sides of the coffin seemed to have different ideas. They went in different directions. Only the steam engine rushed forward for a distance with splashes of water before sinking into the water.
Galahad looked at the person in charge of reception at the dock with some confusion.
He was a tall northerner with light blond hair combed back. He also saw the scene on the sea and felt Galahad's puzzled gaze, and his eyes twitched.
"That is"
"Well, the new ship that the researchers have made, you know, innovation, it's easy for some accidents to happen."
"Ship? Isn't Castel an island? How can such a ship be built?" Galahad looked even more confused.
The Noisy One who fell into the sea let out a series of meaningless roars, and the atmosphere between the two became awkward.
After a while, the man finally made up his mind. As if he had not seen the scene on the sea, he forced a smile and said, "Mr. Galahad, welcome. I am Alexi, the chief clerk of Count Hughes. I am glad to meet you."
Galahad also smiled, shook hands with him enthusiastically and talked to him as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years.
No matter how he viewed Caster, since His Highness had made the decision, he would obey it and even try his best to gain Caster's friendship. This was Galahad's insistence.
But that ship was too outrageous. Galahad subconsciously looked back at the place where the ship had just disintegrated. Now there was naturally nothing there, only a few iron plates that flew over when it just collapsed and landed on the dock, with a piece of it under his feet.
Galahad's body suddenly stiffened.
iron plate?
Steel?
Galahad suddenly remembered that the boat was originally black, and he was still curious as to why the wooden boards were painted black.
Is that a ship made of steel? !
Steel has always been a very valuable strategic resource. If a knight can collect enough steel and forge a set of armor, it can be passed down as an heirloom.
Even after the emergence of muskets and the gradual withdrawal of the knight class from the stage of history, steel was still considered expensive.
The most valuable parts of the factory invested and opened by Galahad are the various steel-made mechanical equipment. These huge steel machines were purchased at the cost of his family's wealth.
What were these Castel people doing? Building ships out of steel? Using steel instead of wood? Or were they building ships that looked unreliable and could easily sink? If the steel used in this ship was made into weapons and armor, it would be enough to arm the guards of the three Blood Harbors, but just now, it sank into the sea right in front of him?
Galahad's pupils gradually began to tremble.
(End of this chapter)
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