Release that Witch

144. Chapter 144 Real mood

    Northern Slope Mine, firing room backyard.

    Nightingale picked up the glass wine cup on the table and raised it over his head. The crystal clear cup shimmers in the light, and no variegated color can be seen.

    She knows that this cup is called a crystal cup, and the firing process and recipes have always been the top secret information of the royal alchemical workshop. This goblet in the hands of the light is worth about a gold royal. Crystal glass utensils with exquisite silver cutlery have always been the favorite of big noble and wealthy businessmen to show off their financial resources.

    Nowadays, these crystal containers brought from the palace will soon be turned into raw materials for smelting.

    “His Royal Highness, you are not burning a cup, it is gold royal.”Nightingale exclaimed.

    “I don’t have time to study how to burn sand into colorless glass, so I have to do it in this way.”Roland threw a beautifully crafted crystal pot into the black fire of Anna – Nightingale remembers that the prince used it to sip ale, and filled the sisters at the afternoon tea at the castle garden and the Months of Demon celebration feast. The cup is awkward, and I can’t help feeling a pity.

    At a steady high temperature, the pot softens quickly and then turns into a viscous paste.

    “Use sand…Burning glass? ”Anna asked, “Are they the same substance?”

    “Well, the main ingredients are similar, but the sand contains a lot of impurities, and the burnt glass is mostly brown and green, which cannot meet the requirements of use.”

    “So, is glass pure sand?”

    Roland smiled. “You can think so. When I write this part of the book into a book, you will understand once and how the small balls are qualitative. ”

    Anyway, I won’t understand…Nightingale grin, let alone, the glass of different colors does not affect its container function, anyway, you are not using it as a water cup, why do you have to use a transparent crystal cup to burn. She walked over to Anna and looked at the glassware that had been recast.

    Although they still look colorless and transparent, the appearance is far from the previous crystal cup.

    Some look like tubes, the bottom is round, thin and long. Some are like bottles, the bottom is as big as a kettle, and there is only a bottle of thumb on the top.

    The strangest thing is a tube that is bent into a horseshoe shape. There are no seals on either side, and it is impossible to do even the container.

    “What are you going to do with these crystal glass vessels?”Nightingale couldn’t help but ask.

    “It’s not for me. It’s for the future Border Town’s alchemist,” Roland stirred the slime in the black fire with a glass rod. “They can use these utensils to extract some acid and alkali and make the chemicals needed for my new weapon. .”

    Acid Alkali Chemicals? Nightingale blinked and found that she couldn’t understand what her Highness was saying. This feeling made her a little depressed. But if I want to ask one by one, it seems too ignorant. She doesn’t want to expose this face in front of Anna, so she has to focus on the only vocabulary that she can understand.

    “Where is the alchemy sorcerer in the small town?” Even Longsong Stronghold, there is no alchemical workshop. You can only find alchemist when you come to Scarlet Water City, and I heard that their salary is higher than that of minister Feudal lord. It is difficult to recruit them by gold royal. ”

    “You know a lot,” Roland replied with a smile. “It’s true.” The people I sent are already on the way to Scarlet Water City and will get news in about two weeks. But I don’t use gold royal to recruit them, but some alchemy academic secrets. As for whether I can recruit you, I am not sure, I have to try. ”

    The first half of His Royal Highness praised the sorrow of Nightingale. She returned to the center of the yard with satisfaction and pinched a piece of cake placed on the round table into her mouth.

    After Roland changed the main experimental site from the castle backyard to the Northern Slope Mountain firing room, afternoon tea was also moved.

    On the round table are the court snacks specially prepared by the prince of the prince for the chef.

    For example, this snack called buns, the skin is made of wheat flour, do not know how to deal with it, soft and incomparable. It is also wrapped in a mass of meat stuffing, crushed into pieces, containing juice…Unlike bacon, it is hard and hard to swallow. As soon as you bite it down, the minced meat will blend in with the gravy.

    Nightingale put his fingers in his mouth and licked it all over, sitting on the recliner, and his heart was filled with a little sleepy.

    It seems that I am getting lazy recently?

    The afternoon sun was scattered on the body, and the warmth of water surrounded her slowly. The rustling sound of the spring breeze blowing the leaves made her heart very quiet. She took off her shoes, rolled her legs and lay down on her side.

    From this perspective, you can see the back door leading to the gunpowder studio’s side door, and the curtains are still covered with gauze, which is probably the means used by your Royal Highness to guard against sneaking. Thinking of this, Nightingale felt a little funny, the wall of the yard was good, and the exterior wall of the production room was a flat land for her to walk freely. She also entered the mysterious house and quietly stayed side by side when she talked about the method of production, but did not take away the gunpowder finished product.

    The other party thought that he did not know what he was doing, and he did not know that he was the one who was kept in the dark.

    Nightingale moved his head and looked at Anna.

    She is holding a flat-bottomed cup that has just been fired, talking to her highness, and looks serious and focused.

    Nightingale is full of admiration for this genius woman from a civilian family.

    The sisters of the Cooperation Association can get rid of the vicissitudes of life, freed from the torture of the magic power backlash, largely because of Anna – if it wasn’t for her to change the prince’s view of the witch, all subsequent turnings would happen.

    If His Highness would really marry a witch as his wife, then Anna is almost the only person she can think of.

    Although there is such a slight expectation in her heart, Nightingale chose to bury it deeply in the bottom of heart. Most of the time, she was satisfied with her staying next to her.

    She closed her eyes and involuntarily emerged a picture in her head.

    Roland was king in the palace hall. He wore a golden crown and held a gem scepter to the castle terrace to receive the admiration and cheers of the people.

    Beside him, the woman wearing a white satin dress and holding her hand is Anna. She also wore a golden crown on her head, covered with a veil, and smiled and waved to the people.

    Lightning hovered in the air, sprinkled with bright red rose petals, and in the distance, the bell sound of the melodious Bell sound came from the Kingdom Capital clock tower.

    I stood by the other sisters and applauded and sent blessings.

    The more intense sleepiness travels throughout the body, and the consciousness gradually picks up.

    Roland turned around, unveiled the woman’s veil and bowed her head on her lips.

    The final scene became very vague, and as the veil fell, Nightingale saw that the woman with her eyes closed…It is her own.

    She tilted her lips and fell asleep.