I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

He didn't know what he was thinking and suddenly said it out loud, even though he was clearly not ready yet.

"It's okay, I'll arrange for someone to bring your things over for you."

After arranging things with a wave of his hand, the three of them continued to enjoy their lunch.

"Next, let's go to the shooting range and try out your good stuff Grace."

Seeing a box being delivered to Grace, Medea stood up and walked over to the two of them and said

Over the years, Medea has grown up completely. She is very tall, nearly 1.75 meters tall. Wearing long boots, she is half a head taller than the tallest Grace.

The snow had just melted in the spring, and the weather was still very cold. The female assistant considerately got her a plush coat and put it on her, and the three of them walked towards the inner shooting range.

Grace put the box on the ground and opened it. She took out the thing that looked like a black iron rod and excitedly explained it to Medea:

"Your Majesty, I work in the gun assembly and trial workshop of the Bata Joint Military Factory. I have been involved in a large number of heavy machine gun test firings."

"I once became curious about the working principle of the machine gun's connecting rod, so I observed and studied it for a period of time and asked my master about it."

"He told me that the function of the connecting rod is to block the propellant gas and prevent it from spraying out from the back and wasting kinetic energy, while also maximizing the use of gas energy."

"But I have a question: why must it be sealed for use? Can it be not completely sealed and the gas ejected backwards be used for other purposes?"

"For example, use the compression of gas to push it back? Then use the spring to store force and bounce it back, so that reciprocating work can be formed."

When Mitia heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. [Free-style gun?]

She took the iron rod from Grace's hand and examined it carefully. It had everything a gun should have, but it looked a little rough because it was handmade. And its structure always gave Medea a sense of familiarity.

When she returned it to Grace and he inserted the side clip for a test fire, Medea immediately remembered what the thing looked like.

【Sideng! 】

Chapter 70: Airframe and Giant Ship

'Da da da da da....'

"Your Majesty, look, by using the principle of the gas pressure formed by the explosion to retract the spring, we can also achieve the Maxim's continuous firing capability."

"Because part of the kinetic energy is used for other purposes, the firing rate and power are insufficient."

"Also, the springs we produce seem to have a limit to their use. The more you hit them, the slower they will work after repeated efforts..."

Looking at Grace, who was excited, disappointed, and revived in full condition, Mitia had a complicated expression on her face: "The spring problem is easy to solve. Grace... What level of worker are you?"

"Your Majesty, level two."

Grace scratched her head and said embarrassedly.

In the current rating system of Seris’ craftsmen, apprentices are level 0, and level is junior formal workers who do simple assembly work.

Level two is like Grace, which is one step closer from assembler to test-fire guns for inspection.

The third level is the beginning of the formal contact with the production and manufacturing of specific accessories. The first level is to contact a new thing at a stage

The craftsmen trained in this way are deeply involved in the whole process from beginning to end, from scratch. They are basically proficient in professional knowledge and are not good-for-nothings.

This luck...

Medea didn't know what to say about himself. He just happened to meet a genius when he picked up a second-level worker.

That's not right, it seems that Grace should be the victim of the slow evaluation! If he could enter the academy for further study, the masters would definitely discover his talent.

It seems that the speed of talent training must be accelerated again and again, otherwise who knows how many good seedlings will be worn away by time.

Although the manufacturing difficulty of the Sten type submachine gun is basically zero, the craftsmanship and design of the gun itself can be regarded as industrial waste to put it bluntly. Making tires requires more technical content than it.

But Media herself didn't expect this either. She subconsciously felt that it should be impossible to make it!

This proves that things cannot be judged by appearances alone, and what is most important is Grace's talent for breaking the stereotype.

"Great work, you can improve it, um... Grace."

Mitia thought for a moment and said to him, "Our army really needs this kind of gun, so I have two plans for your reference."

"First, you authorize the Seris Kingdom Military Factory to produce the weapons you have. For each weapon produced, 10% of the production cost will be given to you as a patent royalty."

Grace bowed and said, "My Queen, this is a gift from me to you. It is my honor that Your Majesty likes it! I cannot accept money!"

Haji's eyes turned red with envy.

Medea shook her head: "If the gift is this one, I will be very happy to accept it, but forget about the others."

"You can refuse it, but I cannot refuse to give it to you. You must give every cent you deserve. The brave warriors who dare to create must be rewarded, and 10% of the patent fee is actually not much."

"Second, you can resign from the factory and build a new one on your own. The Seris Army can place orders with you and you can manufacture the products."

"You don't have to worry about the capital, equipment and workers for building the factory. They can be provided by the federal government, but you have to take a portion of the shares in return."

"Grace, which one do you choose?"

Grace said blankly: "I...I don't know. I will do whatever you say, Your Majesty."

He just wanted to share his favorite things with the Queen, but the development of things was completely beyond his expectations. He even didn't understand the meaning of the conditions listed by the Queen.

He picked up the crude submachine gun on the ground and played with it in his hand, saying, "Emotionally, I want you to stay in the factory. When the time is right, I will transfer you to a new area so that you can concentrate on design."

"But reason tells me that if I let you go and develop freely, you will bring more surprises. So I suggest you go out and try your luck. The country will be your solid backing."

Throwing the gun to Grace, seeing him frantically catching it, Medea smiled and said:

"If you fail, you can come back. You are still young, you have to give everything a try. Go ahead."

She has the information in her mind about the general direction, which means she doesn't have to worry about going astray, so there is no need for geniuses to stay under her and be her puppets.

The greatest value of a genius is the wild and imaginative ideas in his mind, rather than being used as a yes-man, which is a huge waste of resources.

And she was actually very much looking forward to seeing what kind of wonderful chemical reactions the natives of the magical world would produce after absorbing industrial thinking.

【Sendegas Harbor】

“Ahhhhhh!!! It’s finally here!!!”

Looking at the gradually clear coastline in the distance, Knight Commander Eunice McMillan cheered loudly and danced on the deck. Her fluffy blonde hair fluttered in the strong sea breeze, making her look like a blonde monkey.

A brown-haired young man wearing slim plate armor in the cabin couldn't help but hold his forehead when he saw this: "Alas, why was I assigned to work under her..."

The man with a ponytail next to him complained, "Fuck, we finally got there. I really don't understand why we were sent to such a backward place. Are we exiled because the Knight Commander offended someone?"

"Don't tell me, don't tell me, it's not impossible~"

A charming female voice reached the ears of the two men. The real lady was sitting astride the bar in a tight nun's uniform, with her bare feet dangling in the air.

The two of them glanced at each other and quickly looked away, subconsciously stopping their discussion.

No matter how beautiful these women from the Inquisition were, they didn't dare to look at them for too long, because who knows what crime they would be charged with to be executed.

The woman curled her lips at the cowardly looks of the two of them, ruffled her fiery red hair and continued to sip her wine.

'Crash...'

There was a sound of water splashing in the distance, and a burly man put down the empty bucket in his hand and shouted to the three people: "Brothers, I am going to climb up, you guys bring me two buckets of water."

After saying that, he carefully placed the iron ladder he had been holding in his hand on the three-meter-tall humanoid machine in front of him that was in a half-squatting position.

The machine is all white, with densely packed golden sacred texts outlined on the corners, making it full of holy beauty. There are four other machines of the same shape next to it.

"Shh, why is he washing again? Drinking water is free?!"

"That's normal. He has always been so kind to the machine, saying that this is his forever wife~"

"Is this possible? I remember that the church's commandments say that you can't marry, right?"

'ah? ’

While they were discussing, on the distant sea level, a huge ship with a metallic glow all over its body was rapidly approaching their wooden ship.

There were more than a dozen small ships following and escorting it.

This was the 10,000-ton oil tanker that Medea had originally ordered to be built. However, due to the outbreak of the war, it was towed away for modification after being launched. The wide deck was now filled with large and small light and heavy artillery.

It has transformed into a maritime firepower delivery platform~

Chapter 71 Brief Contact

"Warning! Warning!"

"Attention! You are about to enter the territorial waters of the Kingdom of Seris, please leave immediately!"

"I repeat! Please leave immediately!"

Unica, who was dancing with joy, was stunned when she heard this:

"Huh? Seris?"

The ponytailed man who walked out of the upper deck heard the warning sound from the device opposite and shouted angrily: "How dare you!"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see the church flag on our ship?"

The man's voice echoed over the sea through amplification magic.

After the admiral on the ship heard the meaning of the words, he immediately turned around and ordered: "It's a senior magician, activate the first level combat readiness state!"

"Ouch..."

A shrill alarm sounded, and the soldiers in various cabins came out one after another, climbed the stairs to the top deck and began to move quickly towards their posts.

The artillery adjusted its firing angle, and the parallel machine gun platform began to install box magazines in an orderly manner and pour clean water into the barrel water tank.

At the same time, hidden movable steel plates in the middle and high part of the giant ship's hull were opened, and the soldiers pushed the muzzles of the double-barreled machine guns fixed on the small moving tracks outward.

The huge magazine was turned upside down in the magazine at the top. As the deputy gunner turned the turntable, the entire machine gun platform began to rotate slowly, eventually pointing at the wooden battleship opposite.

With the precedent of machine guns and artillery, the emergence of machine guns was very natural.

However, there are currently no enemies on land that cannot be destroyed by the parallel Maxim rifles and artillery, so there is no room for the use of machine guns.

In addition to its large size, it has only been installed on giant ships, and its firepower intensity has not yet been verified by the troops.

The golden light in Eunice's eyes alternated between light and dark. She watched helplessly as the huge iron ship opposite turned into a steel hedgehog within a few minutes.

Just as she was still confused about the other party's change, the Seris Navy fired a round of warning shots, and dense artillery shells and bullets hit the sea in front of the sailboat.

"I warn you again, you have invaded our territorial waters. Turn rudder and leave immediately, otherwise we will regard it as an invasion and fire back."