The Black Duke of the Pirate

The drawing and design office now has eight planners and six draftsmen, as well as several craftsmen who know how to measure and survey on the spot. In addition to being responsible for the design of ordinary clock towers and astronomical clocks, they are also responsible for the overall planning and design of the brewery.

heavy responsibility,

Because as the output of the brewing factory continues to expand in the future, the brewing factory must also gradually expand and transform. The current transformation work is not only to increase the area of ​​the factory, but also to prepare for greater expansion in the future.

These craftsmen and designers performed very well in the early stage, and Mingxiao was very satisfied, so they reused them.

The designers have been working together for a long time, and some of them are old acquaintances and colleagues for many years, so the tacit understanding between them is relatively high.

"Notify me before finalizing it." Mingxiao told the leading craftsman, who nodded repeatedly. His name is Wood. He is forty-five years old and has been engaged in clock tower design and town planning design work for more than 20 years.

Wood originally thought that he would never be able to realize his own value in life. Unexpectedly, the newly appointed Duke Reinhardt was so discerning that after only briefly looking at his design drawings once, he gave him the important task of leading the construction room.

Responsible.

This kind of inexplicable trust made Wood, who had experienced so much ups and downs in the world, burst into tears of gratitude and shed tears on the spot. He was not only grateful for Mingxiao's unconditional trust, but also moved by his lack of awareness of the difference between civilians and aristocrats, especially

Attitude towards civilians.

In this world, the path to self-realization of life value is very narrow. In the past, the status of Wood craftsman in Polkaya was a low-grade profession, but since Duke Reinhardt established the workshop, the status of all craftsmen in the country has become

got the promotion it deserved.

Wood was very respectful: "Don't worry, Duke, we will work overtime and strive to achieve the most perfect design."

"You control the pace yourself. Even if it's a little slower, it's okay. I just want the most perfect design." Dawn nodded, and then said: "How is the progress of the super transformation plan named Clock Port?"

"People have been arranged to conduct on-site measurements and inspections." Wood replied, and then he pondered for a moment, seeming to have a troubled face: "Your Majesty, the renovation design project of Clock Harbor is too large, and it is estimated that the entire planning and design will not be completed until at least next year.

come out."

"This is a big project, so don't be impatient." Mingxiao looked at Wood and said: "As the chief designer of Clock Port, you must control the rhythm. Even if the project progress is slower, there will be no problem, but there must be no fatal consequences.

problem."

"Don't worry, Lord Duke, I understand the importance of the Clock Harbor plan, and I will definitely not let you down." Wood replied solemnly. After hearing the Clock Harbor plan proposed before dawn, he very much agreed with it, and even sighed with the Duke.

As a result, he became more and more impressed by your lord's wild imagination. It was a great blessing to have Reinhard in Porcaglia.

He is not the only one who thinks this way, many civilians also think this way. He can save civilians from fire and water, risk his life to resist tyranny at home, and after taking control of power, he not only does not abuse power, but also enacts various laws.

National policies and laws are used to govern the people. Isn't this a great blessing?

As the lives of the common people of Porkaria become more and more happy, the common people of Maple Leaf Kingdom and Ultan are extremely envious, so much so that they often imagine in their hearts that one day Reinhardt can use the same method to suppress the royal family of Porkarlia.

to suppress the royal family of their country.

Thinking of this, Wood felt more and more that the decision he made was extremely correct.

Regardless of whether Reinhardt is a king or a duke, he is the actual controller of this country and a hero to the people of Porkarlia, even though he is only less than 21 years old this year.

"I can rest assured that you can do your job." Mingxia patted Wood on the shoulder and showed a pleased smile, "The detailed planning of Clock Port will take a long time to complete. If you have any difficulties, just tell Brat directly."

After Mingxiao gave a few more instructions one by one, he turned around and walked towards the other floors.

When we came out of the workshop, it was already sunset and twilight. The setting sun was falling on the sea. The afterglow of the setting sun plunged the entire Katan Island into a uniquely beautiful scene.

At dusk, a young man was breathing rapidly. His thin body was covered with blood stains, and his pale face was full of panic. While looking around for warning, he was running quickly towards the east.

It's almost there, it's almost there... The boy kept urging in his heart. Not far ahead is the village bordering Porkaria and the Maple Leaf Country. As long as he escapes to the land belonging to Porkaria, his life will be saved.

.

The surrounding woods flashed by quickly, and the young man felt a sharp pain in his body, and then lost his balance under his feet.

Whoosh...bang!

The young man suddenly fell to the ground, and the wounds on his body started to bleed again. He hit his head on the hard stone slab, which aggravated the already extremely painful injury.

The blood on his forehead slowly flowed down, and the boy tried his best to hold back the pain and did not scream.

Click, click, click... At this moment, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves.

The young man was suddenly shocked, and without any time to rest, he stood up and ran towards the east with all his strength. The distance of only a few dozen meters seemed to be endless at this time.

A group of soldiers were galloping in the distance. The leader was riding a big brown horse and holding an exquisite short-fire musket in his hand. At this time, the guards from behind were chasing after them on horses.

"Sir, the border of Porkaria is just ahead. Don't cross the border." The pursuing guard sat on the horse holding a samurai sword and said warily to the man next to him. The man was wearing a gorgeous noble robe.

After the guard's words, he sneered: "What are you afraid of? Does the King of Porkarlia still dare to attack our Maple Leaf Kingdom?"

Without waiting for the guard holding the katana to reply, the nobleman took the reins and ran straight away.

drive!

The noble man shouted loudly, and the brown horse under his feet moved faster.

"Lord Rick, over there." Another guard beside him pointed towards the young man running in front.

The noble man named Rick nodded, picked up the musket and shot.

With a bang, the sharp sound of the shooting was clear and crisp, hitting the boy directly. The boy screamed and rolled on the ground for more than ten times before stopping.

The young man felt the boundless pain spreading on his chest. Although he was lying on the ground and tried to struggle, he couldn't exert any strength, so he started to cry out.