“This is simply ridiculous.”

When the eldest princess Maha said this, there was not much expression on her face.

However, all her followers present knew that she did not look as calm as she was on the surface.

This is normal.

No intelligent creature can remain indifferent when it finds that the wealth that he has accumulated for a long time passes away overnight with only a little bit of the bottom of the scum.

The consumption of Abyss Power Sand and Magic Stone is too fast.

Maha can't even be described as quick.

It was originally expected that the magic stones and materials that were used until this time of next year, but the remaining amount had been less than two months.

"Can you explain it to me?"

Her words were directed at “the former dwarf king”.

When she said that, in conjunction with her anger, Maha threw out a long list of things - the ones were the consumption of magic stones and ores after entering the forging factory.

"What's the explanation?"

The dwarf did not look at her when he asked, and of course he did not move the list in front of him - whether it was his eyes or fingers, he always lingered in the silver gun blade he had just made in front of him.

This weapon was not just made, so it didn't need to be inspected - it has been in the weapon box beside it for a long time.

But this damn short man didn't take it early or late, but he chose to pick it up and watch it repeatedly during the conversation, as if there was something amazing about the weapon.

Maha knew he shouldn't be angry.

But for some reason - she could feel that the dwarfs today seemed different, and they couldn't say what was different - she always felt that his attitude towards him today seemed to be particularly casual, or not focused - she even doubted whether the dwarf was mocking her in her heart.

But he was too short - he couldn't see his expression clearly when he lowered his head.

"Can you explain the ore consumption you consume in building these things?"

"Well... are these necessary consumption?" The dwarf touched the blade of the weapon, "You know."

"But since you came, the consumption of all ores - including the consumption of Abyss Power Sand, has become more than three times the original!"

Maha swears that she doesn't want to get angry, but when she thinks of unplanned consumption - the possible consequences, it's hard for her to control her emotions.

"Calm down, ma'am." The dwarf finally pulled his eyes as he stuck to his weapon. "I'm just a thug--not responsible for the calculation."

This is simply a fallacy.

If you don’t understand the consumption of various materials, you can’t become a real weapon master at all.

Perhaps feeling that Maha might take action in the next second, the dwarf finally restrained his faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Please be sure to figure out these things - first of all, you 'hired' the dwarfs - a group of dwarf masters. Our forging methods are naturally somewhat different from those of humans. And your soldiers have been around us day and night, so it should be clear that we have not done any intentional waste."

"Even if the methods are different...how can it be so exaggerated?" Maha questioned, "especially the energy storage part, it is too high, and it has exceeded the limit that firearms can withstand."

The dwarf pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly: "As you know, the magic power sand can resist turbulence well when passing through the star gate, but in the same way, it will consume a considerable amount of energy in the process of resisting turbulence... and the magic power storage of the power sand is very good. So in order to ensure that your weapon can be used normally in the abyss, isn't it natural to add more "a little" extra energy?"

"Even if these are normal losses - but why is this scaryly high loss rate not going wrong?"

"This is normal," said the dwarf. "Have you seen burning porcelain? With a furnace, there are hundreds of blanks, and there are often only a few that can be left behind. The same is true forging of magic weapons - the drawings you gave me often need to be improved and designed - I am bluntly, it is still very rough at this stage, and it is already a surprise to have half the success rate."

Although the dwarf is right.

Maha also knew this was true. Because every step of the forging process, from design to finished product inspection, is under the surveillance of her people.

It is precisely because of this that she came to the dwarf with a glimmer of hope and wanted to ask if there was any room for improvement.

But after receiving a negative answer in person, she still felt angry - not only because of the dwarf's careless attitude, but also because of the little worry in her heart that she could not admit, could even be said to be panic: the investment in the early stage of crystal stone had exceeded her expectations.

After completely occupying the silver-broken veins, the ore production obtained from the dwarves has also been put into the forging of new weapons and the restoration of the airship.

But even so, the consumption speed is still much greater than the speed obtained by the magic stone.

But they couldn't stop, nor could they stop.

The abyss weapons circulating on the market are still being consumed - once stopped, it means that the hunting and mining capabilities of the abyss will be limited. As of the current situation, it basically means cutting off the source of the magic stone by itself.

Once the source of the magic stone is cut off, the forging and development of abyss weapons will only be further affected, thus entering a vicious cycle that is difficult to recover.

"You are actually very clear in your mind - the only way to solve this bad situation is to increase investment and speed up - the sooner you achieve your expedition to the abyss, the faster you can get rid of the current difficult situation."

"Leni" is worthy of being the former dwarf king. He almost saw through Maha's concerns at a glance and gave a solution that was almost the same as her thoughts.

"But this means higher consumption of magic stones and materials," said the eldest princess.

"It's like a gamble," said the dwarf. "You can't stop, nor stop, from entering."

His last sentence was meaningful, and Maha even clearly saw the smile in his eyes - not ridicule, but meaningful, and could almost be regarded as a provocation.

She remembered that the dwarf king who was rumored had a bad temper and had a straightforward and rude personality. But judging from the contacts here, I don’t know if it was because of the destruction of his country. The rumors about his personality were really different.

It’s not that Maha has doubted it.

However, whether it is technology, the performance of other dwarves, or her later searches, it shows that this guy is indeed the person she is looking for.

"So you still plan to continue?" The dwarf put down the weapon in his hand and spread his hands, "Anyway, you are the boss."

Before he knew it, he didn't even need to say honorifics.

The answer is obvious, isn't it?

The eldest princess looked at him coldly: "One month - I will give you one more month at most. If the floating boat and Ovagras cannon cannot be built, you and your companions will be ready to starve to death - this is not a threat. My people are also facing the same dilemma."

"As you wish." The dwarf smiled.

The eldest princess ignored him and turned around and left with her own people.

So what she didn't see was that after she left, the dwarf's expression changed in an instant, becoming like constipation.

He opened his mouth to say something, but finally sighed.

(Then you can really cause trouble for me.) He said.

(Don't you want to see your big brother earlier?) He said, (I'm just pushing you.)

(Actually there is another problem...)

(Um?)

(In the future, please wait a little while when making up a fool of yourself, and consult a real master. Even if you are an apprentice, the loss rate of weapon forging cannot be the same as that of porcelain. We are fighting iron, not mud.)

...

"Please consider it carefully."

After they walked out of the forging area, Ceylon, the eldest princess's aide, spoke.

He came here mainly to report his work to the eldest princess Maha, and the content was about what Igna had done recently and how she was in a mood.

It happened that the eldest princess had something to talk about when she found the dwarf, but after listening, Ceylon's intuition was wrong.

"I've considered it." But obviously, the eldest princess didn't really want to hear him say anything else. She skipped Ceylon's suggestion and issued an order directly, "You're here just in time - after you go out, remember to continue to put pressure on the various chambers of commerce and adventurers unions."

"But……"

"No, in a special period, if you don't want everyone to starve to death and freeze to death, then please 'must' cooperate."

"It's okay to say that the Adventurers Union is there, but the Chamber of Commerce insists on refusing to give up..."

"If they need it," the eldest princess paused, "tell them we can mortgage something."

"What?" Ceylon was confused, "the army no longer had much assets."

"Tell the Chamber that we can use the future gains from the abyss as collateral."

"But this..."

"They will agree - you must make them agree, but you don't need to explain it too clearly how to give it and when to return it - we can take it slowly."

...

Ceylon returned to the little princess almost frowning.

Yes, back.

He likes to use this word now.

Although the little princess' psychological age seems to be only ten years old - it is this age between carefree and kind-hearted that brings infinite comfort to the almost worried young adjutant.

At the beginning, he was unwilling to tell the little princess these things.

But it's really hard.

He saw her almost every day—and it was hard to reach anyone who was trustworthy except her—so it was almost inevitable to talk.

Ceylon never considers himself a weak person.

But whenever he faces those eyes that are as clear as the sky and feels her gentle touch like a feather, it is difficult for him to control his emotions anymore.

"What's wrong, Ceylon?" The blonde little princess noticed the knight's emotions at the first time.

The Knight knelt on one knee in front of her, allowing her to hold his face up.
Chapter completed!