Russell was not a scientific researcher. He only knew the basics of many technologies, such as distillation tower oil refining, pearl cultivation, Enamelware Technology, telescopes, and microscopes.
If he had to tinker with them himself, he might eventually figure them out, but it would take an enormous amount of effort.
But as a lord, he could naturally gather a group of technical talents to help him carry out these precise operations.
At times like this, the knowledge he had brought from his old home on Earth was as precious as gold.
"My lord, your wisdom is as vast and boundless as the sea. It is truly admirable." After seeing the Enamelware Cup, Charles hurriedly flattered him. "Dragon's Gaze, Radiant Light Blessing—my lord should have been promoted to Grand Scholar long ago. What is the Round Table Society delaying? Why have they not promoted you yet?"
Before Mel departed on his diplomatic mission, he had recommended Russell to the Grand Scholars' Round Table and hoped he would be promoted to Grand Scholar.
After that, the Grand Scholars' Round Table had held a meeting to discuss it.
But nothing came of it afterward. No one knew where the matter had been delayed.
However, Russell did not care much about it. He did not need the title of Grand Scholar to add luster to his name.
He glanced curiously at Charles. "Have you ever seen the sea?"
"Uh... no, my lord." Charles smiled awkwardly.
Then he added, "But I have heard legends of the sea. They say the Mist Grand Duchy was built upon the sea, and the Mist Dragon's volcanoes erupted from the ocean, forming enormous volcanic islands. Whenever a Wyvern was born, an island emerged from the sea."
"The sea... the sea beneath the ice and snow. I really want to