Roland was startled by this "not much time", asked clearly and then a little relieved, "Don't say half of it, stop it, it's not good to seep."

“Do you think five years is a long time?”Agesha frowned, “This law was accurate in the first and second battles of God’s will, but it is now somehow shortened, and ... it is possible to be shorter.”

“I thought you’d say the red moon is coming this winter,” Roland shrugged.According to the current progress of research and development, in another year, he will be able to spread the new firearms to the whole army, as long as the enemy is not without a knife and gun, the war is not without a chance.The only thing to note is that territorial construction must develop to the point where it can sustain a protracted war, which requires land, population, and resources to reach a high standard, and have sufficient strategic depth to allow for temporary retreat in the event of a loss of combat to preserve living power.

The difficulty, therefore, lies not in the weapons, but in the need to build two or three industrial cities to provide a steady stream of population, arms and food for war.Logistics guarantees victory, while personnel ensure logistics, combined, he found that the most lack of reliable leadership, in charge of cadres and clerks.Without this, even the unified castle could not be integrated into a complete war machine, and perhaps the nobles would drag themselves on.

The countries that can fight are all countries with high education, and this is correct.

“What is the name of this weapon?”Agratha suddenly changed the subject, "I remember you called it a 152 mm fortress..."

"Fort standard guns," Roland added, "there will be a naval gun version later."

“If you could fill the entire wall with such weapons before the red moon appeared, we might be able to resist the devil’s attack.”Listen to Kemo Squeer, what I do in the chemistry lab is part of the gun, right?”Egsha seems to have made up her mind, "I will do my best to produce liquid nitrogen and liquid oxygen for you, as long as you can—"

"Rest assured," he consoled, "we will defeat the devil."

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“Is that all you have to do today?”Evelyn stuck out her finger and ordered the wine in the tank, dipped it on her tongue, and the spicy taste seemed to be thicker.According to Her Royal Highness, the purer the liquor, the better, the best wine can even contain no water, and every drop is pure fragrant - although she feels that the white wine she brews is getting closer and closer to Her Royal Highness's statement, it can be more distant from the word "delicious".

"Yes, it has been hard for you," said the manager of the distillery, placing the number on the wine tank and nodding to her, "hate to my Highness."

“Can this really be sold?”Evelyn wondered, with her experience in running a tavern, I am afraid that few people can accept such a spicy taste.

"I don't know," the other person smiled, "but every once in a while, someone will come and transport a batch, so I think someone should still like it."

Evelyn's heart is loose, if no one is willing to drink this, not only the failure of His Royal Highness, but even her own will lose value... Fortunately, it is not as she thought, it seems that His Highness is from the great aristocracy, and it is very clear to grasp the taste of the nobles.She smiled, "Then I'll go first."

Leaving the distillery, Evelyn returned to the castle through the cold windy streets, where the warm air suddenly surrounded her.Inside and outside the house was like two worlds, she took a deep breath, took off her coat, and let the warmth closer to herself.

This comfortable life was never imagined before, whether winter was either crowded by the fire with his family or curled up in the quilt.What is the difference between this scene in the castle and the church's claim that the four seasons are like a spring kingdom?Moreover, His Royal Highness also said that the heating system should be extended to ordinary residential areas, so that the people can stay away from the cold of the demonic moon.She did not know that several church believers had arrived in the kingdom of God, but here, the so-called devil's minions, the witch and ordinary civilians, had experienced this first step, and if the group of believers had known, I was afraid that they would envy the itching.

The Prince is an incomfortable man.

Across the hall, Andrea, Ashes and Gervail were playing poker.

“A couple of eight!”

“I can’t wait.”

“Two in two!I won," Andrea laughed triumphantly, "and the ashes have six cards, the most left, and give the ice cream out of the strip!"Then she turned her head and beckoned to Evelyn, “Hey, do you want to play with me?”

Evelyn couldn’t help but wonder, “What is an ice cream owe?”

"It is a bet," the other party waved, "whoever loses the most, you have to give the next ice cream bread to the winner."How about to try it?”

Evelyn was hesitant, this is a rare opportunity to talk to the fighting witch, if in the sleeping island, whether it is Andrea or Ashes, are second only to the characters of Tili, usually rarely seen, not to mention the initiative to invite themselves to participate in their activities.And the landlord is indeed very interesting, the rules are simple, but the changes are full, but also need the cooperation of teammates, you can play all day.However . . .

“Well, the final test will be going on soon, aren’t you going to review it?”

“You mean that basic course of the night?”Andrea Nunu said, "It's all very simple things, you don't need to read a book to answer it."

The other two followed their heads.

Yes, Andrea is a nobleman, and she will be more knowledgeable than everyone else, and Ash and yarn can read and write, so it seems that she is the most backward one.

"I... I'm still not playing," she hesitated for a moment. "Go on, I'll go back to the room and read the book first."

Leave behind the three people who were slightly surprised, Evelyn ran back to the witch building, pushed open the wooden door of the residence, and found that the candle was sitting at the table in the living room, practicing the arithmetic problems after the textbook.

“Are you back?”

"Well," she said, suddenly feeling a lot of peace of mind when she saw the burning of the practice of burying her head, "how is the review?"

"It's good, the natural and arithmetical parts are a little hard to understand," laughed the candle, "and you?"

"Me too," said Evelyn, "let us gather where we don't understand, and ask Miss Anna in the evening."

“All right.”

The teacher said that these books were written by His Royal Highness Roland himself and part of his brain and middle school knowledge, and if he mastered these, he could have a part of his omnipotence?Evelyn secretly thought that she could make progress by working hard, at least in terms of her ability to be determined by innate.Even if the nobles no longer love spicy liquor, they can also serve as a teacher in the territory, and not be useless.To this end, she opened the textbook almost at all, and gnawed on the esoteric vocabulary and formulas, where Anna and the books and Wendy’s rooms were places where she often went.

The last exam was at the bottom of her own, and this time she was sure it wouldn’t be so.

So, set a small goal first, more than Maisie!She said to herself.

(Unfinished).