Warlord: King of All Clans

The same goes for Leo. The level of handicraft industry in the imperial capital is much more advanced than that of Isenbol. He cannot move the alchemy workshop that represents high-tech there, but he can take away complete sets of basic equipment for various industries.

These manual machine tools, which rely on human, animal, and hydraulic power, are not difficult in principle, but it takes a lot of time to develop them independently.

Take these devices back, take them apart and take a look, and you can copy them in no time.

The popularization of tools can cause a qualitative change in productivity.

Many seemingly inconspicuous foot-operated machine tools can increase the productivity of an apprentice craftsman several times.

In the imperial capital, these basic processing tools are not considered secrets. Leo directly purchased them under the identity of Little Mouse in the name of royal industry.

During this period, Leo experienced the feeling of participating in the Westernization Movement in the late Qing Dynasty. He acquired a large number of manual machine tools, introduced them to Hewan, and then replicated them for production and put them into use.

As the quantity of goods increased, two small space props could no longer meet Leo's needs, so he formed a small caravan with the permission of the Elf Queen and Charles VII, responsible for trade between the river bay and the palace.

Spices, porcelain, silk, and tea from the south and furs, rhino horns, deer antlers, magical herbs, and magical beast materials from the north were transported back and forth by the caravans formed by Hewan.

Outside the portal of the Palace Square, it has almost become a cargo terminal.

These specialties from the two realms originally had to travel thousands of miles, a long journey, and numerous tariffs before they could reach the other side, but now, they only need to pass through a portal.

Now that the portal is open, of course we have to make good use of it and not let it waste magic power!

With the permission of Charles VII, idle people in the river bend would sneak through the portal and come to the palace square to take a look and see the world.

Even Uliyan took a wheelchair and took a ride around the palace square so he could go back and brag about having been to the Southern Border Palace.

It took Leo ten days to finish his own personal work before he started to consider the task assigned by the Elf Queen.

"How can we send two Saints to the north?"

While thinking about this question, Leo walked into the dojo of Sword Saint Algernon.

He certainly didn't intend to send Little Mouse's bodyguard to the polar ice field, but the other two saints were of such high status that he had no chance to meet them.

The first thing he did when he arrived in the imperial capital was to send visiting cards to Archbishop Antonisse of Holy Light and Archmage Francis of Holy Order, wanting to pay them a visit.

But ten days passed and there was no response.

Apparently, both Saints knew his purpose and chose to stay away from him.

The same goes for Sword Master Algernon. The Elf Queen takes Freya to have fun in the palace all day long, and he has never shown up once until now.

Don’t ask, if you ask I’m in seclusion!

Algernon's swordplay dojo is right next to the princess's bedroom, which is a Greek temple-style palace.

The huge marble columns make the entire dojo look majestic and magnificent.

Except for a few rooms at the back, the entire hall is mainly a huge hall where Algernon usually meditates and practices.

When one reaches the Saint level, cultivation becomes as casual as sleeping and eating. It does not need to be done deliberately, but at the same time it also does not have much meaning.

Whether you practice or not, whether you meditate or not, the effect of improving your Saint rank will not be significant. It mainly depends on enlightenment.

So Algernon would sit in the hall in a daze all day long, and occasionally instruct his disciples or the Rose Knights and Griffin Knights on swordsmanship.

The same goes for other holy orders. The great wizard Francis sits on the top floor of the towering wizard tower all day long, looking up at the stars.

Archbishop Antonisse of Holy Light sits in front of the Holy Light altar all day long, bowing his head in prayer.

The Pope of Holy Light, who sits in the City of Holy Light in the province of Orlantieri, only shows up once every ten or twenty years.

To some extent, the behavior of the Saints is very elf-like, as if they are just eating and waiting to die.

They have transcended the mundane world, and their only desire is to become gods.

According to Noreen, Sword Master Algernon liked the little Princess Gulveig very much, and every time the little princess came to practice swordplay, Algernon was very patient.

Most of them, the Rose Knights, could only hide behind the beams of the dojo hall and secretly absorb the Sword Saint's powerful magic.

But Her Royal Highness the Princess only has two hours of sword practice every day, and the rest of the time is spent on courses on imperial politics, social etiquette, economic culture, and magic alchemy.

So the Sword Saint spent most of his time drinking tea alone with a broken sword in his hand.

Leo walked into the hall and looked up to see the Sword Master Algernon.

Their eyes met, and Leo immediately noticed that the other person's gaze was slightly fixed.

Two sword lights appeared from the void and slashed towards him crosswise.

Without thinking, Leo drew out the enchanted sword he carried with him, moved his body sideways, raised the sword, dodged half of the sword light, and dispersed the remaining half.

This enchanted sword was a wedding gift from his adoptive father Rigolav. It was a high-quality steel sword plated with silver enchantment. The selling price in Isenpol was at least over twenty gold, which was ten times that of an ordinary steel sword.

However, when it collided with the illusory sword light, it broke instantly.

The huge force made it almost impossible for his fingers to hold the hilt, and the broken sword almost flew out of his hand.

But Leo swung his arm back and made a sword flower, thus eliminating the remaining force.

Even so, his knuckles had already broken, and blood flowed down his fingers onto the broken blade.

Before he could open his mouth, three more sword energies shot towards him like three sharp arrows.

Leo's eyes focused, and his "mind's eye" was activated. He instantly saw through the strength of the sword energy, stretched out his hand, and blocked the sword energy.

"Good swordsmanship." Algernon's voice came from the hall, "but it's still very rusty due to lack of actual combat."

Leo suddenly woke up, only to find that he had just stepped into the hall with one hand on the scabbard, without drawing the sword at all.

There was no blood coming out of his palms, it was all just an illusion.

He came back to his senses and quickly bowed his head and said, "Greetings, Master Sword Saint."

The Saint level is so terrifying that it can kill people with just thought.

"Come in."

Algernon waited for Leo to approach the tea table and motioned him to sit down before saying, "You have great talent and luck, why don't you practice swordplay seriously? Learning swordplay is not easy, you still need to practice more."

Leo felt a little ashamed. After the period of territory development, he rarely took the lead in battles himself, and the priority of personal military force was gradually placed behind territory management and military command.

After all, human energy is limited. Managing the territory and the army consumes a lot of his time and energy, so it is impossible for him to indulge in swordsmanship. Leo does not have much time to practice swordsmanship.

This was only possible because he had handed over most of the civil affairs to the hardworking Olivia, thus ensuring a certain amount of training time.

Otherwise, with such a large river bay in need of reconstruction and without sufficient management support, he would be so busy that he would have no time to rest.

Among the banners in the northern border, there are few family heads with extraordinary strength. Most of them are headed by business-oriented talents, and extraordinary combat power is cultivated separately.

Leo could only promise, "Practice more when you get back!"

After saying this, he asked cautiously, "Master Sword Saint, you should know the purpose of my visit, right?"

“Yes.”

"Then I would like to ask, how can we send the holy steps in the southern border to the north?"