Chapter 721: Diary of the Struggle for Magical Technology 1 — Written by Silas Ansiel

"Sir Weilin, thank you for your help last time. You saved me from the schemes of the nobles around me. This is an ancient book I found in the Kingdom of Ansa. I hope you like it." Clever took out an ancient book from his chest, held it up with his fighting spirit, and presented it to Weilin.

Weilin took the ancient book and looked at the words on it, a little dazed.

"Diary of the Struggle with Magical Technology 1" - written by Silas Ansiel (for private viewing).

Clever looked at Weilin's dull expression and asked with some concern: "Sir Weilin, do you have any questions?"

"It's okay." Weilin came back to his senses, put the book into his space ring, and replied with a smile, "Viscount Claver, I like your gift very much."

"As long as you like it." Clive breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

The two chatted with each other, and the bottle of glowing wine was soon empty.

Calculating the time in his mind, Clive felt that the time had come, and took the initiative to say, "Sir Weilin, I came here this time, to be honest, I want to ask you for a favor."

"Oh!" Weilin put down his glass and looked at Clever. "I am happy to help you within my ability."

"It's like this, in ..."

Clive recounts his conflict with Lord Joshua Markas, including what he speculates was the reason.

"Have you ever taken the initiative to contact him?" Weilin asked.

Hearing this, Clive nodded and replied, "Initially, when Earl Joshua was targeting me, I wanted to take the initiative to find him and seek reconciliation, but I didn't even get to see him before I was asked to leave the camp by his guardian knight."

"Afterwards, I also asked several other friends to request an audience with Earl Joshua, but to no avail."

"The Markas family." Weilin muttered, then turned to look at Kyle, "You know what this Markas family does."

After hearing this, Kyle thought carefully for a moment and answered, "My Lord, the Markas family is an ordinary earl family, and its seat is in the province of Pada. As for this family, there is basically nothing worth talking about in the upper echelons of the kingdom."

"How many hundreds of years back?"

Kyle thought carefully about the information he had learned and shook his head with some regret. "My Lord, the Marcus family is self-contained and their sphere of influence is basically limited to the Pada Province. They have almost no contact with the Dani Province. If Viscount Cleaver had a conflict with him, it was either because they had a feud during the expedition or because his relatives had a conflict with Viscount Cleaver."

Weilin stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then said, "Tomorrow, send someone to give Earl Joshua an invitation, saying that I invite him to be my guest."

"Yes, my lord."

"Viscount Claver, you will stay in the 15th Army camp tonight. I will help you resolve the conflict between you and Earl Joshua tomorrow after I have sorted out the whole story."

"Thank you for your help, Lord Weilin." Claver stood up and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

Seeing this, Weilin smiled and replied, "Help each other. If I have difficulties in the future, I hope you won't refuse."

"Sir Weilin, I, Claver, am not an ungrateful person. Please feel free to ask me if I can help you."

"Well, it's getting late, Kyle, take Viscount Claver down to rest."

"Yes, my lord."

After Kyle and Clive left the tent, Weilin couldn't wait to take out the book "Diary of the Struggle in Magical Technology 1" to see what his fellow countryman had written.

"After many years of beastly training, I finally became a four-seal warrior. After more than ten years of hard training, I finally gained something. The most important thing is that my research has finally made progress."

"The musket is my first technological weapon in this world. This world doesn't seem to have the raw materials for making gunpowder. I can only use the imprint to extract the energy from the blood crystal to stimulate the iron ball. Unfortunately, the power is very poor. It has a certain lethality to the first-level warriors, but it has little damage to the second-level warriors and above. It still needs to be improved."

"It's a pity that there are no mages in this world, otherwise I wouldn't have to start from scratch to build a solid foundation in magic theory like I am doing now."

"However, in an ancient book, there seems to be a record of professions such as mages. That era seems to be called the Age of Glory, but there are not many records. The church is also very strict in investigating this. Now that we are weak, it is better not to delve into the subtleties of ancient history, otherwise we will be labeled a heretic and inevitably go to the stake."

"..."

"Damn it, I'm out of money again. I'm going to see if I can get an advance on my salary from Her Royal Highness the Princess. Otherwise, the development of the artillery will be delayed again, and so will my hungry apprentices."

"..."

"After five years of beastly efforts and tens of thousands of gold coins, I finally developed the cannon."

"The materials are too hard to find. Otherwise... Never mind. I made a promise myself, so I'll do it even if I cry."

"..."

"The cannon has been developed successfully, but unfortunately the materials, marks and blood crystals always conflict with each other, the energy flow is not smooth, and it often explodes. It's so difficult for me."

"Late at night, I recalled my past life. At that time, I always naively believed that after traveling to another world, I would be able to develop technology quickly with my clever mind. Now I just want to laugh at my past self."

"..."

“Over the years of Beast, hahahaha, I finally succeeded in resolving the energy conflict between blue iron and blood crystal. Unfortunately, there is still a conflict between the material and blood crystal. I have to continue my research. I have even lost several strands of my hair. It is so difficult for me.

"However, I have good news today. Several of my apprentices can finally work independently. I have free labor to use. I am so happy."

"..."

"After six years of Beast Years, I finally solved the problem with the artillery. Tonight I'm going to Chris's Garden to have a good time and celebrate."

When Weilin saw this, he was about to learn more about the story of Chris Garden, but he found that he had turned to the last page.

"Really? It always ends just when the fun is at its best."

Suppressing his inner curiosity, Weilin put "Magical Technology Struggle Diary 1" aside, leaned back in his chair, and began to sort out the information he had obtained.

Silas spent ten years developing the musket, and another eleven years developing a cannon that could fire shells stably. This guy built a system from scratch using the memories of his previous life and the thinking of this life. He can truly be called a genius. As to why only the musket has been passed down to this day, it remains an unknown mystery.

However, one thing is certain, Silas had a connection with the eldest princess of the Ansa Kingdom at that time.

Unfortunately, the king of the Ansa Kingdom had a hot-tempered temper and burned down the entire palace, and those ancient books were also buried in the sea of ​​fire.