Magic Industrial Age

At this moment, the manor hall was filled with hundreds of guests, including those invited by Loye and many young women from opera troupes.

They wore beautiful clothes, freely displaying their graceful figures, dancing in the ballroom, and attracting suitable partners.

For wealthy merchants and nobles, they didn't mind keeping a mistress for fun.

And for these young women, as long as they latched onto a wealthy merchant or noble, it would be enough to change their own fate, and even that of their entire family.

This was all too normal in the Old Continent; you couldn't even use morality to judge them.

Under the bright light of the magic crystal lamps was the magnificent hall, the melodious music echoing in the ears, the passionate dancing and heavy breathing of men and women.

There were also round tables of various sizes, where groups of three or five gathered, either engaging in lively discussions or secret conversations, creating a very active atmosphere.

Until Loye led Lilya to appear at the second-floor staircase, followed closely by a group of factory owners, and the music stopped at the right moment.

All eyes converged on them.

With hundreds of gazes focused on her, Lilya felt a little nervous. Although she was a teacher, the people she was facing now were naturally different from her students.

Loye, on the other hand, was calm and composed, reaching out to pat her arm as a form of comfort.

Then, Hoover, the butler, came up with the maids at the right time, delivering crystal-clear glasses and blood-red wine.

Loye took a glass, and Lilya also picked one up. The other nine factory owners also each took a glass.

Well, banquets always require the host to speak first, to give an opening speech, before it truly begins.

Loye raised his glass, and seeing the gazes focused on him and the hall quiet down, he began to speak: "Just now, I have successively signed contracts with nine gentlemen, investing in the magic energy factory."

"Although the shares are not many, my optimism for the magic energy industry and my support for the empire are obvious!"

"I believe that the magic energy industry will eventually completely change this era, and we, as long as we stand at the forefront of the times, will also change our future."

"Everyone, drink up!"

"Drink up!"

Loye raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. Seeing this, everyone else also finished their wine.

This was a sign of respect for the host!

Loye then said: "The banquet officially begins! Everyone, eat well and drink well!"

This was the sign that the banquet had begun, but just as Loye was about to put down his glass, go down to the first floor, and dance the first dance with Lilya,

A voice rang out: "Mr. Loye, I heard you prepared a magic energy machine. Aren't you going to take us to see it?"

Everyone immediately traced the source of the voice. A group of people moved aside, revealing Douglas's figure.

The second-tier moon-white mage robe, the eight stars twinkling on the pentagram badge on his chest, were really too eye-catching.

Loye looked over, narrowing his eyes slightly, but after a slight pause, he said: "Is that Lord Douglas Hill?"

The mage nodded: "It is I!"

"Arranging such a small interlude at the banquet is actually not very appropriate. Therefore, the magic energy forging hammer is for those who are interested in visiting. I originally planned to only invite a few people to take a look."

"However, since Mr. Douglas is interested, now is also fine."

"Everyone, if you are interested, you can come with me to see it. If you are not interested, the banquet has already begun, and everyone can do as they please!"

Saying this, Loye looked at the band again, raised his hand, and said: "Let the music play, everyone continue to play music, continue to dance!"

So, the band started up again, and the melodious and cheerful tune filled the room.

Loye then took Lilya's hand and went down the stairs, then out of the hall, and walked towards the direction where the magic energy forging hammer was placed.

Lilya was still a little uneasy, secretly looked back, and saw a dark crowd following behind, scaring her into turning her head back.

Loye patted her small hand and whispered: "Small scene, be calm!"

The use of the magic energy forging hammer naturally had to be coordinated with the blacksmith shop's furnace.

Therefore, even under the light of the magic crystal lamps, it reflected a red sky, which was exceptionally eye-catching.

Of course, in order to maintain the mystery, the surrounding area was made of wooden fences, covered with black cloth to block everyone's sight.

When Loye led everyone through the wooden door, everyone saw it. They saw a machine with a large head and a small body placed in the center of the hexagram magic array.

The anvil below and the hammer head above emitted a metallic luster, and the entire body was wrapped in silver iron sheets. At a glance, it was no longer as crude as it was in the Shanshe warehouse.

Next to it, there was a blacksmith's furnace and bellows, with two blacksmiths working there.

One person pumped the bellows to provide fire, and the other turned the red-hot iron ingot in the furnace.

Lilya stepped forward and pressed a hand on the button of the magic energy hammer forging machine. Magic power was input, and the magic array on the ground emitted a faint fluorescent light.

Until this light climbed to various parts of the hammer forging machine, a subtle buzzing sound came, which was the violent movement of gears and connecting rods, and the hammer head began to extend and contract up and down.

After Lilya retreated, the blacksmith immediately used iron tongs to clamp a red-hot iron ingot and quickly placed it on the anvil under the hammer head.

Bang!

A loud noise came, sparks flew everywhere, and the iron ingot had some visible deformation.

But this was not over yet. The sound of 'bang, bang, bang, bang' kept coming, and the beating sound was endless.

The iron ingot immediately changed shape and was stretched into a long strip in a very short time.

Wow!

Exclamations came. Some people were just watching the excitement and thought the magic energy machine was very magical.

But those factory owners who knew their stuff, and Douglas Hill, had slightly changed expressions.

In just a moment, the iron ingot was stretched to a meter in length and was modified by the blacksmith to be straight and slender.

Obviously, the prototype of a short sword was formed!

This scene stunned many people, because the speed was really too fast.

Mr. Loye!!!

A voice suddenly rang out, the raised voice even had a bit of cracking, and with a bit of anger, a bit of questioning.

Even the roar of the magic energy hammer forging machine could not suppress it.

Everyone looked around and saw a short, stout, middle-aged man with thick arms, about forty years old, staring at the magic energy forging hammer in exasperation, and then glaring at Loye fiercely.

Loye turned his eyes slightly, looked at this person, and recognized his identity.

Damon Grayson, the president of the Auckland City Blacksmiths Association, also runs the largest blacksmith shop in the entire Auckland City, almost monopolizing the production of high-end weapons and armor in the entire Auckland City.

At this time, he stared at Loye intently and asked: "So, the magic energy machine manufactured by Mr. Loye is to cut off the business of my Blacksmiths Association?

Are you not afraid of the trouble that my Blacksmiths Association's one thousand members will cause you?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present reacted.

That's right, this magic energy hammer forging machine does improve efficiency.

But the problem is, with this magic energy hammer forging machine, how many blacksmiths would lose their jobs because of it?

This Damon Grayson was also speechless. He originally just wanted to watch the excitement, but he didn't expect that the excitement would actually come to him.

Along with his words, Loye became the focus of everyone again, but he still said calmly: "Mr. Damon, you seem to have misunderstood!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's very simple. I'm not going to be a blacksmith. I'm producing this magic energy hammer forging machine.

If Mr. Damon has a need, we can talk about a purchase agreement. I will definitely give you a relatively favorable price."

Damon Grayson's eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but shrink his pupils: "You mean, you mean to sell this machine to me?"

"That's right, that's what you think!"

Loye said this, his tone becoming distant and tempting: "As long as a small magic energy pool can meet the power supply, a universal power machine can drive six such magic energy hammer forging machines.

And the efficiency of this hammer forging machine is at least ten times that of traditional blacksmithing. Even hundred-forged steel is just an operational issue."

"Mr. Damon, you can imagine, if you can have such a factory, with dozens of magic energy hammer forging machines lined up, and hundreds of blacksmiths working at the same time."

"Every day, how many weapons, how many armors, and how many high-quality steel products can you produce?

At that time, what you will undertake will not be the business of Auckland City, but the big business of dozens of cities in the entire north.

Or, you can also try to contact the Imperial military!"

After a slight pause, Loye said again: "I think that one of the biggest changes brought about by magic energy machinery is the great improvement of production efficiency,

And what is in front of you is just the tip of the iceberg."

Loye's speech, let's call it a speech for the time being, was full of agitation.

Not to mention others, Damon Grayson was already fantasizing about what his position would be when the Imperial military department had to negotiate with him for business!

At this moment, another voice came: "The machine is a very good magic energy machine, and I am very interested.

I just don't know, Mr. Loye, do you accept other people's investment?"

These words expressed the aspirations of many factory owners. Everyone's eyes converged, and they found that this time the speaker was still Douglas Hill.

This one seemed determined to make trouble tonight.

But Loye's answer surprised everyone. He smiled and said: "The new factory I am preparing to open does welcome everyone's investment!"

"However, I don't want money. As everyone knows, I am not short of money!"

"What I want is that the partners must have enough power to help me promote the magic energy forging hammer to more places. That is how everyone can make a fortune together."

At this point, he looked at that person and said with a smile: "Mr. Douglas Hill, if you are interested, we can chat in detail at the banquet, how about that?"

Douglas Hill's expression changed again and again, but finally he smiled and said loudly: "I couldn't ask for more!"

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall Mrs. Linda's words in his heart.

"Douglas, if I were you, I would rather have a good chat with him."

"Now it seems that we really have to have a good chat!"

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