When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 679 - 637: The Ry Court Barracks Under Construction

The enmity between the Dragon Language Alchemy Society and the scholars from Senius is long-standing.

Originally, it was just some academic disputes, but it truly escalated into animosity during a scholars' gathering organized by the Imperial Council.

At this symposium, the Dragon Language Scholar Association and River Island Royal University's Senius College submitted nearly identical botany papers.

Both parties accused each other of plagiarism, ultimately leading to their joint expulsion from the event.

Senius knew that Bachelor Kerben was at the Holy Machinery Court Hall, but he didn't expect to run into him at this moment.

"What are you here for?" Bachelor Kerben glanced around, his gaze moving from Senius to Leonardo to a few grinning university students, and he instantly understood.

He had finally convinced Lady Hilof and Mr. Horn to fund the Dragon Language Alchemy Society to build their own university.

Just when the construction was halfway done, this group of Leia dogs came sniffing around to steal the fruits of their labor.

"Shameless things." With this thought, Bachelor Kerben burst into anger, "I ran around tirelessly, finally securing an investment and a university slot, and you plagiarists come to reap it for free?"

"Stop confusing cause and effect to mislead everyone here!" Senius immediately pointed at Kerben's nose, cursing, "You are just a scholar who was stripped of his doctorate, how dare you accuse me of plagiarism?"

"If you have the skill, build your own university. What kind of skill is it to keep stealing others'?"

"I was invited by the Holy Machinery Court Hall, were you invited? Why did you come running here?"

"Senius, damn you!"

Watching the two middle-aged scholars jumping around like fighting roosters, Silvanic couldn't help but cover his face with one hand.

Originally, without Kerben, there was room for negotiation; but now that they had clashed head-on, they were determined to secure the Holy Machinery Court's university.

Leonardo suspiciously eyed Miss Lupher, who was elegantly covering her mouth while laughing lightly, doubting whether she had deliberately timed this so they would encounter the Dragon Language Alchemy Society people.

He slowly walked to Miss Lupher's side and tapped her on the shoulder, "Miss Lupher, pardon my intrusion, but your father asked me to give you a message."

Miss Lupher, who had been grinning like a proud fox, instantly became flustered, but she quickly regained her composure and called out to the students, "Leonardo and I are going to buy hot water bags, toothbrushes, and toothpaste for you. My treat."

"Alright!"

"Long live the senior!"

The university students, many of them from underprivileged backgrounds, cheered excitedly as these essential small expenses were not negligible, and having such a generous patron was certainly worth celebrating.

Unfortunately, in their excitement, they all forgot that the establishment of this university was not yet finalized.

Pulled by Miss Lupher's sleeve, Leonardo stumbled slightly as he was dragged out of the campus, and the two walked silently to the clock tower square.

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit too awkward, Miss Lupher took the lead to speak, "Turn left, we'll head to the daily market."

"How long does Miss Lupher plan to stay at the Holy Machinery Court?" Leonardo turned to look at her purple beret, "Mentor Quivarin specifically wrote me a letter asking for your opinion."

Miss Lupher fell silent. Ever since she had arrived at the Holy Machinery Court with Armand, she had planned to stay for only a week or two.

But something about this city seemed cursed; Armand, Venice, and Abazi all left, yet she remained.

Not only did she stay, but she also inexplicably found a job at a theater, met a slew of theater stars like Fuchev, and even bought a townhouse by the Parra River.

She had planned to leave after directing just one play, but inspiration kept striking, prolonging her stay until October.

Her father and mentor urged her to return long ago, maybe it's time now?

"Miss Lupher?"

Shaking her head, Miss Lupher didn't answer, instead she walked forward with her head lowered, her deerskin boots dragging along pebbles and leaves, rolling them into a tangled mess.

However, the rough, bumpy path soon turned into a gray-white concrete road, and her mood lifted slightly.

Walking on the smooth and wide stone-paved streets of the Holy Machinery Court, Miss Lupher was always looking around curiously.

She takes a walk on the ring road once a week, experiencing something new each time, because the city changes every week.

She had never seen a city built so quickly and efficiently.

Under the roar of enormous gears, heavy beams and stones are hoisted, and the streets are filled with laborers wearing leather helmets.

Under the blazing sun and the cold autumn wind, they push wheelbarrows, transporting mortar and bricks to various construction sites in the Holy Machinery Court.

Almost every month, a new neighborhood is completed, and the demand for furniture orders is so high that deliveries are already scheduled until next year, necessitating imports from Joan of Arc Castle and Mangde County.

Not only above ground, but underground too; it's said that come next spring, the City Hall will close the main street to establish a two-tiered sewage system beneath the main road.

She never doubts that if given five years, this city will become a metropolis of a hundred thousand people, a place one would go out of their way to visit.

As they walk, initially just accompanying Miss Lupher for a stroll, Leonardo finds himself increasingly captivated by the city.

It's not because of anything else, but because this city is so well-organized.

Having traveled and seen many cities, he finds the other sprawling cities resemble gigantic mazes, with roads that twist unpredictably, strange dead ends, and apparent dead ends everywhere.

Even in Huaqiu City, without a guide, outsiders might take half a year to find their way from the inn to the tavern.

But this place is different; with just the naked eye, Leonardo can discern that the roads here fall into four categories.

Main streets can accommodate eight horse-drawn carriages side by side, semi-circular paths crossing the main street allow for six carriages, large roads between blocks are wide enough for four carriages to travel in parallel, and alleyways between houses.

They're not haphazardly put together; all main streets are eight carriages wide, all loop roads are six carriages wide, radiating like a spider web from the Clocktower Square.

Perhaps sensing Leonardo's confusion, or perhaps by chance, Miss Lupher points to the riverside road ahead: "The Holy Machinery Court consists of curved ring roads and straight main roads, like a spider web in appearance, but it's easy to recognize.

The road parallel to the river and along the river is called First Avenue, then roads gradually become vertical from north to south, continuing until Eighth Avenue.

This way, starting from Clocktower Square, one can almost reach anywhere by traveling in a straight line."

"The designer of this city must be a genius."

"Yes, why is the design of Huaqiu City always so awful?" Miss Lupher sighed, "The Holy Machinery Court always makes the best use of people's talents, and seldom do elderly people remain in high positions without stepping down."

Leonardo couldn't help but cough, as one of the accusations against his grandfather when expelled by Prime Minister Lorenzo was "decrepit and derelict."

Along the river are two rows of long wooden oilcloth stalls, beneath which are shelves ten centimeters deep, displaying hoes, hammers, chisels, as well as pork, leather, kitchen knives.

In the dazzling array, there are also salt, colorful pottery, glassware, insect-repellent powder, writing tablets, and even soft bows and short arrows for children.

"The people here are originally mountain folks, and there are many retired soldiers who love archery," Miss Lupher explained to Leonardo, "If you wish to integrate into life here, even if you don't know how to shoot, you should go out more often, as the people of the Holy Machinery Court enjoy picnicking.

Also, you should know that servants here are employed workers, and you cannot treat them as slaves, or the Night Watcher will come knocking.

Oh, and never casually mock people with leg disabilities, because you never know if he might be a Cheka."

Speaking, Miss Lupher tossed a few dinars, picked up a cast iron skillet from the stall, and handed it to Leonardo: "The spices and pork in the Holy Machinery Court are very cheap, and you'll come to love pan-fried dishes."

"I don't know how to use a skillet." Holding the skillet, Leonardo resignedly said, "I don't have to like this place, right?"

"Believe me, after you stay here for a few days, you'll want to be a part of it." Miss Lupher smiled mysteriously.

Once accustomed to civilized living, it's hard to return to the wilderness.

Leonardo disdainfully pursed his lips; he's been to Huaqiu City and Changge City—is this remote small town enough to make him reluctant to leave?

"In the Holy Machinery Court, cleanliness is most valued." Miss Lupher placed a toothbrush and tooth powder into a small basket, "Toothbrushes and tooth powder are specifically for ordinary people to use for brushing their teeth, as they don't have expensive mouth-cleaning medicines.

The toothbrush is made from horsehair, while the tooth powder is a secret formula; remember to always choose the Cecil brand tooth powder produced by the Pope Palace Workshop, after using it, your mouth will burn, but it's very clean and quite cheap."

"Miss Lupher, you still haven't answered my question." Seeing Miss Lupher consistently sidestep the topic, Leonardo forced the topic back.

Sighing, Miss Lupher set down the cup in her hand: "In three days, my latest play will premiere, then I'll return after watching the performance."