Reborn as the Lord of Another World

Chapter 15

"Your Highness, how high and wide do you plan to build this city wall?""It's at least fifteen feet high and six feet wide. It can accommodate four people walking abreast." Roland nodded secretly. The professional ones were different. He asked the technical staff first.

Technical parameters, and then determine the construction plan."Then it needs to dig a trench one person deep to stabilize the upper wall, and the top is six feet wide. If the wall is fifteen feet high, the width at the bottom will be at least double," Carl quickly

replied, "This way. Just digging the trench requires a lot of manpower. Your Highness, if you can give me one hundred and fifty people, I should be able to dig this trench before the Demonic Monthcomes."

"A ditch can't stop the evil beast," Roland said noncommittally."That's right. If the upper part of the city wall is built with stone stones, it will take three years. If it is just to block evil beasts, the city wall does not need to be that high. It can be about

twelve feet, and the width can also be reduced by one-third. 1. The bottom was reduced to six feet. The trenches were dug and the walls were built at the same time, and the number of people wasincreased by two hundred... In this way, I can complete it before the Devil's Month next year."

Carl paused and then said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness, now is not a good time to start construction. If the wall is not built in time, even if the trench is dug, it will not be able to survive afterbeing soaked in snow all winter. It will lose its original function. Then you will have to spend more time and manpower to clean and soften the trench and deepen the excavation depth again.”

"If, as you said, the wall is to be built twelve feet high and four feet wide, how long will it take to dig the trench?""It should take a month and a half," Carl replied.

"Then let's follow this plan, dig trenches and build bricks at the same time, and finish them before the Demonic Moon arrives." Roland interrupted Karl with a wave of his hand.What I want to say is, "I know what you are worried about. Let's take a look at this first, the latest work from Graycastle Goldsmiths."

Naturally, he didn't have time to glue the bricks again to show the brickworker, so he just dragged out the two glued bricks and showed them. Fortunately, few people dared to question what theprince said. When Karl heard that this kind of gold-refining adhesive called water mud can transform from liquid to solid between day and night, and produce

When the adhesive force was extremely high, there was an incredibly shocked look on his face.

Having dedicated half his life to the Masons' Guild, he naturally realized how great this invention was. In addition to bonding stones, more importantly, it could shape shapes at will. Isn’tthis equivalent to directly having any shape of stone without cutting and polishing twice? The time-consuming and labor-intensive processing stage can be abandoned, and the erection speed

of any building will be raised to a new level. This alone is exciting enough!Roland looked at the other party with a satisfied expression and asked again, "How about it? Do you think three months is enough?"

Karl Van Burt's voice was a little trembling, "If you are right, no, no, I mean... if the description of this object in the Gold Refinery Workshop is correct, I... I am willing to give it a try. .”"Very good, I will ask someone to write you a detailed information on how to use cement. If you need anything else, just talk to my assistant.

Let’s talk,” Roland said with a smile, “Mr. Karl, now you are a member of the executive office. "I saw Nana in the afternoon of the next day. The little girl looked at Anna in confusion, scratching her head for a long time before she could say a word, "I have

Already... dead? "When he saw her for the first time, Roland had to admit that the power of witches not only gave them magical abilities, but also changed them to some extent.

Their appearance and temperament. She and Anna are completely different types, but both have a unique charm. This feeling has nothing to do with age or life status. Even when Annais in prison waiting for death, her radiance remains undiminished. Looking through his entire memory, he had never felt this way before, whether it was a street warbler in Graycastle or a well-

educated noble lady. If I don’t want to describe it, putting them together with witches is like colorful characters appearing in black and white photos.Carl Van Burt, who brought her here, resigned wisely, and only Roland, Anna and Nana were left in the palace garden.

"You are not dead, and Anna is also alive and well," Roland suppressed his smile and said, "I am the Fourth Prince Roland Wimbledon, and you are...""I'm Nana Pine," the little girl's expression came to life when she heard that she was not dead. She ran straight to Anna, chirping and

She said something without caring about Roland's identity as the Prince of Graycastle. Naturally, Roland would not argue with a girl who was only fourteen or five years old. He sat downagainst the round table, poured himself some wine, and watched the "daily life" of the two witches.

Anna was obviously a little uncomfortable with the other party's familiarity. She only responded after Nana had spoken ten or so sentences. After all, Anna was only ten years old.She is seven years old, but she already feels like a big sister. Roland couldn't help but wonder, how outstanding will she become when she grows up?

It wasn't until Nana's speech gradually slowed down that he coughed twice and asked, "Miss Pine, did your teacher tell you that you have awakened as a witch?"

Compared to what most people call "falling" into a witch, Roland prefers the term "awakening". He would not be naive enough to think that all witches are pureand innocent white paper. People with malicious intentions will only cause greater damage after gaining power. This is just like a weapon. It can create violence or

resist violence. The key depends on who is holding the weapon. Perhaps the massacres of witches promoted by the church are based on facts, but it would be toounfair to regard this as evidence of the witches' crimes.

Nana's expression froze and she asked in a low voice, "Will you hang me?""No, of course not. Those who are hanged are all heinous criminals. You are not, and neither is Miss Anna, so don't worry about this."

She took a breath and nodded, "I'm not sure either... The teacher said that witches only have the power of evil after being seduced by devils, but, but...I haven't seen the devil before? "

“When did you realize you were different?”"About a week ago," Nana muttered, "I saw a little bird with a broken leg, and I wanted to help it. Then... I felt

Something came out of my hands. ""Something escaped?" Roland asked, "What happens next?"

"Well...it suddenly surrounded the little bird, like a ball of sticky water," Nana tilted her head and thought about it, "then the little bird's legs were healed."Is her power a healing type? Roland's heart skipped a beat. He knew exactly what this ability meant - now there is no

Antibiotics, without modern medicine, in an era when trauma and infection are likely to lead to immediate death, being able to heal wounds quickly is equivalent to saving anextra life. This ability has little effect on promoting the progress of the entire civilization, but it is of amazing significance to individual lives.

He immediately walked to the door and asked the knight waiting outside to find a live chicken. If I can prove that what she said is true, I might be able to borrow itThis changes the situation where witches in Border Town are ruthlessly persecuted.