The Dismantled Airship, the Dwarves' Extraordinary Forging Art
After the war ended, there was no shortage of matters to deal with on the land. With the threat of death gone, more and more people appeared on the still-unfinished roads.
Ryan deepened this land's connection with the empire. The changes that came day by day left many people anxious and melancholy, and many others fired with enthusiasm.
But no matter what, the outcome could not be changed. Burgeoning vitality replaced the former gloom.
The soldiers coming and going were no longer in sight. In their place were opportunists carrying bulging bags, injecting an entirely new vitality into this land.
Among them was a small group whose aims were even farther afield. They wanted to head to the Wansu Kingdom in search of precious wealth.
And among them was Ryan himself.
Oren City was still very large. Ryan came for the first time to the Alchemists' base here, looking at the Dwarf Airship parked in front of him. This was the thing that had stumped every Alchemist.
"At present, in the Alchemy Academy, the main group is the Steel Alchemists, who research metal. Looking at dwarves inside and out, they're creations in this field."
"But we can't dismantle it, and we have no idea how to replicate it."
Ryan looked at the airship in front of him, stepped closer, and reached out to touch it. Frowning, he said, "From the look of it, it doesn't seem to be made up of anything particularly intricate."
"Its exterior is actually very crude. It's just a layer of iron sheeting woven together with wood. But the metal gears inside are quite miraculous. The dwarves used magical craftsmanship, and that is the part we're least able to replicate."
"Even if we had mages copy it down