Whispering Verse

These Kasenlik people are Kasenlik's diplomatic civil servants stationed in Tobesk. After being invited to attend the Queen's birthday party, they were stopped by Bishop Owen, who wanted to ask them about the activities held by the Diocese of Willondale, the capital of Carsonrick, on this year's Feast of Holy Prayer.

Both parties were happy to have this conversation, but due to the shortage of translators, Priest Augustus brought in Shad as the translator.

The city of Willendale in the United Kingdom of Carsonric is the core of the southern part of the Old World in a general sense. Much like Torbesk, the city of Willondale also firmly controls the entire United Kingdom as a political, economic, and cultural center.

Although the capitals of the two countries are located in the north and south, they are generally located in the west of the old continent. Priest August visited the city of Willendale when he was young, so he spoke some Carsonric.

The conversation with these foreigners did not last long before the king's attendant hurried over and said that King Larousse III wanted to see these diplomatic envoys.

Generally speaking, the king's meetings with diplomats must be notified and prepared in advance. Such an unexpected call is really puzzling. But no matter what, these Kasonrik people couldn't refuse, so they said goodbye to the group of Dawn Church.

Shade originally wanted to talk to Priest August about demons again, but the Dawn Church had more things to do tonight.

They soon found Bishop Nelson of the Peace Church in this diocese, and Reverend John Wood of the Creation Church in this area. They discussed together at the long dining table in the courtyard the topic of the missionary scope of the Five Gods Church in this diocese.

"Why didn't the bishop who created the church come?"

Shade only needed to listen to this kind of conversation, so he asked Priest August in a low voice.

But before Bishop Augustus could speak, a voice came from behind:

"Bishop Rivest contracted the flu and was recuperating in the church. He is 65 years old this year and cannot withstand such a torment."

Shade turned around and saw behind him a sturdy man wearing a top hat, a monocle on his right eye, and white gloves on his hands. He looks about forty years old, with short black hair and a brass-colored ring on his right ear:

"Mr. Sally Pilot."

He introduced himself and extended his right hand to Shade.

Shade was stunned for a moment, then immediately held it. However, he immediately felt that the hand he was holding was not a human hand, and the gloves were clearly made of metal.

"Mr. Hamilton of Rejed, I've heard of you. The card game just now was very good. It's a pity that I didn't see it on the second floor."

The gentleman said kindly, and the voice in his ear had already given a hint:

[The thirteen-ring warlock, if there are no accidents, is the "iron right hand" that created the church. 】

Shade swore that he was trying hard to control his expression and make himself look confused:

"Hello, Mr. Pirot, are you a clergyman who created the Church?"

Mr. Pirot was wearing a ball gown instead of a gown, and the color of his coat was not ordinary black, but red, which was a very fashionable look.

"Yes, Shade, let me introduce you."

Priest Augustus was also surprised. Although he was not a magician of the church, he had known this gentleman for many years in Tobesk Diocese:

"Mr. Sari Pilot, the general person in charge of the security team of the Church of Creation and Destruction in this diocese. This gentleman was on a business trip a few days ago and must have just returned to Tobesk."

"Yes, Priest Augustus, long time no see."

Mr. Pilot smiled and held out his hand to the priest:

"You still look so healthy, but I heard that you will also be asked to go out to do errands?"

"Yes, yes, I am so old, and the church still arranges for me to go on a business trip to the northern foot of Xikal Mountain."

The priest said half-complainingly, and Shade was a little surprised. He had not heard that Priest August was leaving Tobesk.

"The Holy See has just made a decision to dispatch old priests from various dioceses to do some work in rural towns. Latte, this is a good job. It can be regarded as a free autumn trip."

Bishop Owen also participated in the conversation. He was holding a glass of wine. It seemed that the conversation with the pagans just did not go well:

"Pilot, are you back in Tobesk? What happened to that now?"

"Although it is not as smooth as expected, there is probably no problem. It's just that the church is still worried that a thief will break in at the last minute, so it asked me to take a two-day temporary leave and then concentrate on finishing the work."

The thirteenth-ring warlock said this. He probably thought that Shade couldn't understand, but Shade understood it completely.

"The work of the church is really hard."

The young detective sighed half-seriously.

"Probably not harder than a detective, right?"

Bishop Owen smiled and said:

"A few days ago, President Stan of the Prophet Association and I met for some matters, but I heard that you were still waiting on the street to obtain information in the evening."

This refers to what happened when Shade was preparing to meet with Lesia last Saturday. At that time, President Stan also made a prophecy for Shade.

"No, no, my business is actually not very prosperous. I only get commissions occasionally."

"After that, I will introduce business to you."

Bishop Owen said with a smile. He was older than Priest Augustus, and he was still an ordinary person, but he looked very good.

"Of course, I can give them a very cheap price."

Shade responded, and then pretended to be curious and asked the thirteen-ring warlock next to him:

"Mr. Pilot, I happened to meet you. I actually want to ask you something about steam machinery."

The Church of Creation and Destruction is one of the promoters of the steam revolution and stands at the forefront of the rolling trend of the times. Among the Five Gods Church in the material world now, the number of believers in the Creation Church is actually the largest.

Because this is the age of steam, some people even joked that the [Church of Creation and Destruction] could be renamed [Church of Steam].

"Excuse me."

Mr. Pilot looked at Shade with great interest.

"That's right."

Shade organized the language. He came to this world as a foreigner. Although he supported himself and the cat by being a detective, there will be more places that need money in the future, so he always wants to use the knowledge of his hometown to do something. What. But in this steam era, there are not many opportunities left for him, so he wants to explore the most cutting-edge steam technology:

"I have some good ideas recently. Have you ever heard of the Church of Creation and Mechanics? It is completely made up of gears, levers and springs. It relies on gear sets to store numbers and gear sets to store numbers."

Shade was trying hard to explain his thoughts when suddenly a loud whistle sounded, piercing the night sky where fireworks were still burning. Shade stopped what he was saying and looked in the direction of the main building of Yodel Palace with everyone in the courtyard.

That slightly sharp whistle came from behind the building.

"Watch Post at Yodel Palace."

Bishop Owen introduced, but was not very worried:

"One whistle is only a small problem. Sachs Cavendish came in with a gun the other day. Three whistles by the royal guards is a big problem."

"Sorry, I guess I'm going to check on the situation."

Mr. Pilot said sheepishly, patted Shade on the shoulder, and walked quickly along the long table to the building behind everyone. As the ring warlock who created the church left temporarily, Shade naturally had no chance to continue asking questions.

"I don't know if a machine similar to the difference engine has been invented in this world."

He stood at the long dining table with Priest Augustus, looking up at the brilliant fireworks in the sky.

[Foreigners, what is a "difference engine"? 】

"Her" whisper suddenly sounded in her ears. This was one of the few times when "she" took the initiative to ask Shade a question.

"The difference engine."

The guests in the courtyard returned to normal, and no one paid much attention to the whistle just now.

"How could there not be a difference engine in the steam age? It is a metal, automated mathematical processing tool. No, it is not a calculation of simple addition and subtraction. It is a machine that can process complex functions and replace the human brain for complex mathematical analysis and calculations. .”

Shade answered leisurely in his mind, while Priest Augustus was guessing how many gold pounds these fireworks were worth. He seemed to want to do the same at next year's New Year's Eve.

"In my hometown, due to material limitations, the difference engine in the steam era was just an idea. But in this world, the development of the steam industry has led material science to a path that has never been achieved in my hometown. In this world, it is possible to create a difference engine. .”

The sea of ​​​​stars is vast, because the lights of civilization are not enough to illuminate the entire sky at night, so outsiders can see the shining stars that they have never seen before:

"Mathematics is the foundation of natural science. Once the difference engine for automated calculation is realized, this era will become more exciting than we imagined. This era of development will be able to develop for longer, and the fire of civilization will last longer. long."

【oh? 】

She sighed softly in his ear.

"But unfortunately, judging from the current situation, people in this world have not yet conceived and manufactured this kind of machine. Therefore, if I can provide basic design ideas and function algorithms, or even participate in the manufacturing of machinery, no matter Speaking of money and fame in a real sense, at least I, a foreigner, can really leave a mark on this world."

【very nice. 】

"She" praised softly in his ear, and Shade also walked out of the scene he imagined, intending to enjoy the rest of the banquet.

He didn't spend too long with Padre Augustus, who seemed to have a lot to do.

Thinking of going to the card game upstairs and dancing with Luvia after she finished her work, Shade turned and walked towards the open door of the building.

After just two steps, a slightly familiar figure came over holding a wine glass. He is the youngest son of Earl Dimock, the aristocratic young man who was frightened by Shade's [Spear of Kindness] in front of his friends a few hours ago.