While Artoria was busy reforming the Kingdom, riddled with deep-rooted problems, the neighboring Empire had already completed the evolution of its military from cold weapons to firearms under the Bloody Emperor's leadership.
Not only that, but he had also keenly recognized the power of technology and industry behind them. He personally ordered a special facility to be established in the Imperial Capital, where the Mage Guild and craftsmen could work together to repair and replicate firearms and cannons.
No one in this world accepted new things faster or more enthusiastically than this man.
Especially when the first Airship, loaded with all sorts of supplies, set off from Yar'kilantir and successfully landed atop the tower outside the Adventurer's Guild in the Imperial Capital after a remarkably short journey, Jircniv, who had come personally to receive Allen, instantly lit up with excitement. His entire body trembled.
Because he had already imagined mounting weapons like firearms and Cannons onto this enormous flying vessel, then unleashing volleys and bombardments upon enemies below from on high.
Against the other nations of this world, which still relied primarily on ground forces, it would be a complete Dimensional Strike.
Their enemies would likely be unable even to fight back, forced to watch helplessly as their armies collapsed and fled beneath the slaughter.
"Heh, it seems Your Majesty is quite interested in this new means of transport and freight, aren't you?"
Allen had naturally noticed his reaction. Smiling, he turned and glanced at the Airship's hundred-meter-long cabin behind him, along with its flight balloon four times as large.
From a modern person's perspective, the thing looked both ugly and crude, like some shoddily made piece of junk.
But in truth, the cabin was not only imbued with a great deal of anti-gravity magic, its astonishing carrying capacity would