Lord of Industrialization

To the southwest of the Kingdom of Gaul, there is the Fortress of Toulouse. The troops that were dispatched here in rotation in the past two years built several strong military camps around it. Nobles from all over the country arrived with their troops one after another. The military camps were covered with flags, but the atmosphere was solemn.

The windows of the castle are very small, and the lights need to be turned on in the office. A few small bugs fly around the lights in broad daylight.

Little Louis carefully studied the newly sent documents. The Ghazi Empire sent a batch of weapons using new fire powder. It is said that the lady who invented the new fire powder is leading an army using new weapons to avenge her father's honor. The warlords in the country were beaten to the point of losing their armor.

Many officers and craftsmen were sent along with the weapons. Little Louis spent a lot of money to get the new method of making fire powder.

After Little Louis finished handling his official duties, he rubbed his temples and prepared to visit Old Louis.

If in the past, the king was about to die, the prince would definitely be happy in his heart.

But little Louis was jointly attacked by Fatih and Kosdorf last year, which made him realize how naive he was in handling government affairs, and he was even more aware of the value of his father.

So he sincerely hopes that his father can live longer and that he can learn more.

The castle was quiet, and no one dared to make loud noises. Previously, a knight made a loud noise while walking in the foyer on the first floor. Little Louis thought that he had disturbed the king who was resting on the third floor, so he kicked the knight away. Inner trench.

There is a room on the third floor with a relatively large window that could have been used to mount a magic crystal cannon during the war. Now it happens to be used as Old Louis' ward.

Old Louis was sitting on the bed by the window. The skin on his face was so sagging, half of his hair had fallen out, his skin was a strange yellow color, and his eyes were gray.

In addition to the priest on duty, there was a brown-haired lady in the room, reading a book beside the bed with a helpless expression.

She was very depressed. She just came here to look for fish. Her hair color was rare here, and her skin color was a bit darker. As a result, a lot of people thought she was some kind of beauty. This old man who was about to die actually held a knighthood for her. Contest.

Then the problem became serious. This bad old man was injured and almost died. What's more serious is that he is still the king.

The most serious thing is that I was "protected" by him, saying that I was afraid that other nobles would blame me. The problem is that I didn't have anything to do with this matter from beginning to end. If I really wanted to protect myself, why not let me go, but keep him close? There is also delicious food served here every day.

By the way, there shouldn't be any custom in the north of finding someone to be buried with someone, like in the former Kingdom of Kush.

The brown-haired lady recently took advantage of reading books to learn about the situation and geography of the northern continent, and thought about how to escape.

Fortunately, there are many books here in Pulan, otherwise I would not understand the local dialect and local characters.

The only sound in the room was the sound of turning pages, and soon there was the sound of little Louis' slight footsteps.

Little Louis walked to the hospital bed and asked softly: "Father, are you feeling better today?"

Old Louis just shook his head slightly.

Little Louis said softly: "Don't worry, I have sent someone to ask Grand Duke Wesson, and he will find a way."

Old Louis smiled bitterly and said in a very low voice: "He would have come a long time ago if he had the means. The benefits of curing me are huge. I won't let go of the 10% chance."

"I can't do it anymore. From now on, this country will depend on you."

He looked at the lady next to him again and said, "She accidentally broke into the Flash Ranger training ground. Let her go when the war starts."

"She likes to eat fish, so don't neglect her. She has to have fish every day. It's compensation."

If the brown-haired lady could understand what they were saying, she would cry. She didn't catch fish just to eat. The fish in the river was too fishy and not as delicious as the fish in the sea.

Suddenly, the sound of horns sounded from the military camp outside, as well as the cries of the Fire Dragon Knight and the Hippogriff Knight's mounts as they took off.

Soon a knight came to report: it was the Night Witch and Archduke Wesson was here.

Frederick brought a luxurious medical team this time, including four Golden Durian Award winners, including him, five.

Little Louis recognized these important people, and now he was asking for treatment for his father. The etiquette was in place. After greeting Frederick, he saluted everyone else: "Thank you, Mr. Frank, for coming all the way, and thank you, Mr. Manuel, for coming all the way." Come, thank Lord Friedrich for coming from afar, thank Lord Florence for coming from afar..."

Then he got stuck, and standing behind Florence was Eugene.

Eugene was born in the Kingdom of Gaul, his father was a high-ranking military official, and his mother was the teacher of young Louis. Frederick once again asked him to be responsible for the daily management of the team.

Eugene smiled and said: "No need to thank me..."

He originally wanted to joke with little Louis, but his father, Prince Moritz, glared at him from a distance, and the rest was all polite words.

Frederick said to little Louis: "The condition is urgent. Let's go to His Majesty Louis first. Let Eugene arrange other matters."

Little Louis originally planned to let them rest first, but after hearing what he said, he could only take them to the castle.

Many nobles were watching, some were silent as they watched the airship, while others focused on Frederick and his party, guessing what was in the box on the trolley behind.

Frederick felt someone looking at him from a distance, turned his head, and met someone's eyes.

Juste, the head of the royal mages of the Kingdom of Gaul, was in the hands of Frederick's father twelve years ago. Frederick had only seen portraits before, but this time he saw the real person.

Frederick just nodded expressionlessly and reported the hatred on the battlefield.

Little Louis took Frederick and several important people to Old Louis' ward. As soon as he entered the door, an unexpected thing happened.

When the brown-haired lady saw Frederick coming in, she immediately rushed to him, hugged him tightly, and began to cry.

Louis, an old man and a young boy, looked confused. A few people from the Duchy of Wesson went in to watch the show and almost came out with snacks.

Frederick saw clearly who the other party was and asked in surprise: "Sir Clare? Why are you here?"

He was very surprised. Wasn't Claire studying fish classification on Cyclops Island? He also promised to give her a steam fishing boat, so why did she come here?

Frederick spoke the language of the Inland Sea South, and Claire was frightened for several months and cried even more when she heard the local accent.

Little Louis asked cautiously: "Grand Duke Wesson, is she your friend?"

Frederick didn't understand the situation for a while, so he patted Claire on the back and said, "Don't cry yet, no one can bully you with me here."

Then he said to little Louis: "Sir Claire is a good friend of mine. I met her on Cyclops Island. The bones of the Cyclops elephant in the zoo were dug out in her territory."

After little Louis explained, Frederick finally understood. Claire came here along the river to look for a fish that migrates from the inland sea. I am afraid that she saw some military secrets being left behind.

These are trivial matters compared with curing the king's illness.

Little Louis asked Claire to be taken back to the room, and looked at Frederick expectantly.

Frederick sat down on the chair next to the bed, turned around and asked Frank to take out a document from his briefcase, and when he handed it to Old Louis, he motioned for Little Louis to take it.

"Your Majesty's illness is quite serious." Frederick said to Old Louis. "General treatment methods can no longer achieve the effect, so we can only take some seemingly radical methods."