When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 675 - 633: Trinity Education Team and the Tram

Due to the large number of people and luggage, and insufficient carriages, the group from Upper River Island University had to split into two parties.

One group stayed at the dock to receive and oversee the luggage, while the other group boarded carriages heading toward the Trinity Barracks.

They needed to first arrange housing in the North Shore District, then bring over the subsequent students.

Lifting the curtain, Leonardo leaned against the car window, looking at the heaps of flax fields not far from the roadside.

The autumn flax had long passed its flowering season, with its clusters of plants appearing golden or light brown.

The sunlight was gentle, and in the distance were stretches of lush green woods and faint, ruined buildings.

The sporadic shadows of trees might cast onto the fields, the flax waving in the breeze like flowing golden waves.

Leonardo couldn't discern whether the golden hue of the flax came from the sun's golden glow or its natural color.

After passing this area, Leonardo's expression suddenly turned serious.

Because he saw, under the clear blue sky, groups of tall laborers with chains around their necks and ankles, clearing new land in the fields.

Their beards had all been shaved, hair left short to an inch, wearing uniform black and white thin uniforms, wielding hoes and shovels continuously.

Unlike those flax fields, there were not only Cheka and gendarme fort camps at the edges of the fields but also armed guards patrolling along the road.

"Are these... slaves?" Leonardo asked with a frown.

"No, this is the Trinity Education Team opening new fields." The guide glanced over and pointed to the fields to explain, "Those short ones are thugs and rogues, criminals responsible for moving stones and spreading fertilizer.

Those opening the fields are knights and monks, these knights are strong and use breathing techniques, they can clear 1.5 to 2 acres of land per day."

A significant number of these Trinity Education Team members are knights tried in public, and in addition to opening land every day, they must also repent collectively.

The Cheka selects four or five repentance models each year to release, but they can only operate within the boundaries of Autumn Dusk Island, and cannot hold public office for three generations.

The wives and children of these knights or monks usually receive a settlement fee from the Salvation Army, becoming small town citizens, or simply leaving Thousand River Valley altogether.

Many of these knights' families have become teachers in adult literacy or arithmetic classes.

After all, no matter how much "honor" a knight's family has, they still need to earn a living.

"How long do they have to work here?" 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

"It varies, some are guilty of aiding demons, others of war crimes, those with lighter offenses may work for four or five years, while those with heavier offenses may work for twenty or thirty years."

Although the guide spoke lightly, Leonardo knew that the most grievous offenders had surely been hanged.

The several scholars in the carriage exchanged glances, inevitably seeing traces of fear in each other.

To be honest, what they mostly saw were cultists or commoners sent to mine or labor, such large-scale deprivation of noble status, even in Falan, was quite rare.

Back when Prime Minister Lorenzo of Falan stripped seventeen old Counts of their titles, he was accused of being cruel and mistreating the nobility, even to the point of brandishing blades in Huaqiu, arguing the case with the Prime Minister.

However, before they could set out, they were quickly suppressed by the First Royal Constitution Cavalry Corps, but afterward, Lorenzo still had to restore the titles of eight Counts.

On the other hand, the civilian students in another carriage behind them let out exclamations of admiration.

Seeing the atmosphere turn a bit awkward, Senius quickly changed the subject: "You have some pretty good roads here, every time I rode a carriage before I felt like all my bones were about to shake apart, but here it's like sailing on a calm water surface."

"You flatter us," the guide responded with a smile, "I don't want to sound too arrogant, but compared to Autumn Dusk Island, the other roads in Thousand River Valley are like a stray dog by the roadside."

"Hahaha."

Though said with a hint of humor, the guide meant it genuinely.

Although expanded and rebuilt from Ancient Aier roads, it's precisely because the roadbed dates back to the Ancient Aier Era that makes this road exceptionally sturdy, able to accommodate two carriages with four horses passing each other.

"Apart from the road, there might also be an issue with the wheels," Leonardo knocked on the carriage wall, "I've seen you wrapping something around your wheels?"

"You have a remarkably sharp eye," the guide extended a hand out the window, pointing downward, "Our wheels are covered with Slime Gel and amnion, hardened through alchemical means, but not completely hardened, semi-hard and semi-soft, hence the stability."

"Why not promote such a good thing?" Leonardo's eyes lit up, "Ah, I have a good idea! If this were installed on battle chariot wheels, then fitted with saw wheels and armor at the front..."

Unlike other scholars, or rather, scholars in engineering have a different view on alchemy than the general public.

Especially military engineers.

Members of the Perpetual Motion Enthusiasts Club, like Leonardo, are not averse to hiring alchemists to help make perpetual motion prototypes, much less shy away from using alchemical means.

After all, during wartime, even if used, people just turn a blind eye.

And Silvanic, this expert in theology and law, instead remained tight-lipped, pretending not to have heard.

"I'm afraid that's not possible." The guide shook his head with a wry smile.

"Why not?"

"Firstly, it's highly consumptive, and secondly, it's expensive, especially the hardening alchemy, which is quite costly." The guide raised two fingers, "It works here, but not to mention the wilds, even on dirt roads, it wouldn't last a few days."

"That's really a pity," Senius

"There's no need to use it," the guide waved his hand, "His Majesty Saint Sun has already instructed the Trinity Barracks to order 80 tons of cast iron from the Thousand River Valley Steel Guild to build a tramway to the docks."

"A tramway?" Leonardo perked his ears, though hearing the term for the first time it triggered some ideas and thoughts in his mind, "You mean putting the carriage on tracks?"

"Yes," the guide revealed a broad grin, "The tramway runs on specially laid tracks, made of metal rails and sleepers, forming two parallel track lines.

The wheels roll along these two tracks, making the horse-drawn carriage more labor-saving and stable, two draft horses being enough to pull three carriages, and it won't sink into mud because of heavy load.

We plan to set up lines inside and outside the city, using these trams for public transport and goods transportation between the city and docks..."

Listening to the guide's endless grand plans, even Senius couldn't help but be drawn in.

"This truly is a brand new city." Gazing at the dazzling new things before him, Senius was both pleased and awed.

"Indeed," the guide proudly puffed his chest, "This is our city, our new home, and thanks to His Majesty Saint Sun, we could have such a Paradise."

"What does this city have to do with him?" Silvanic couldn't help but interject.

"It has everything to do with him," the guide replied solemnly and earnestly, "The Saint's Grandson is the Holy Father's grandson, the great sun of all people, this tramway and the entire Trinity Barracks were designed under the guidance of His Majesty Saint Sun, who is all-powerful!"