"Evelyn! Come here!"
Evelyn raised her head and looked at Suleiman who was calling her, and quickly ran to his side.
Suleiman spread out a huge parchment drawing in the open space, and saw Evelyn looking at him strangely:
"We don't have to walk." Suleiman pointed at the cliff and said in a calm voice, "Let's walk on the cliff."
Evelyn looked at him in confusion, completely confused as to how to walk up the cliff, and then looked at the drawing he had spread out on the ground. What was drawn on it was a complex system composed of countless ropes, winches and strange wheels.
Suleiman decided to explain to her later and looked at Bana the Beggar: "I need some people, some who are not afraid of heights and are bold.
And the one with the steadiest hands and feet."
Bana was very fast and some people were quickly summoned.
"This is called a safety rope. It will protect your lives. As long as you tie it according to my method, even if you slip, you will only be hanging in the air." Suleiman took out a brand new rope and personally tied a complicated knot around the waist of each registered citizen, with skillful and precise movements.
Suleiman explained every step clearly to everyone. Just kidding, I also did ashes back then!
The self-confidence derived from knowledge miraculously calmed the fears in the hearts of the participating citizens.
The erection of the ropeway began, and Suleiman stood on the edge of the cliff to demonstrate with his own example. There was an abyss beneath his feet, and he was not afraid at all. He patted the arms of every citizen who was about to carry out dangerous operations.
Three thick hemp ropes were tied into dead knots at both ends of the cliff. Several locals with climbing experience took a deep breath.
Turn your head and don't look at the abyss under your feet, believe in the rope and promise of Suleiman, take the first step, and make every place iron Deep Spike.
Suleiman took a deep breath. Fortunately, Lushen and Roslyn were not here to supervise the construction of the mountain stronghold. Otherwise, he would not have been allowed to go up. He ignored everyone's dissuasion and refused the pleas of the people who asked to go up first. He climbed up the mountain wall himself, followed closely behind, looking for the strongest rock, and stepped on the iron Deep Spike built by his predecessors.
Suleiman looked thin in the mountain wind of the cliffs, but like a nail, it was firmly nailed into the center of everyone's sight and heart. They had never seen such a nobleman before.
No one has any complaints anymore, no one complains anymore, everyone is looking closely at Suleiman hanging on the cliff,
There was only worry in his eyes.
"Can the rope bear such a heavy weight?" A young leader couldn't help but asked everyone's doubts. "Master Suleiman, will everything be okay?"
Evelyn didn't even look back, staring intently at the young man's figure. Everyone inside and outside the valley stopped what they were doing, and hundreds of thousands of clear eyes stared at the young man who was crossing the abyss step by step with bated breath.
The crowd walked in the direction of Suleiman, praying to Seven for him, until Suleiman set foot on the land, and under the gaze of everyone, he and these people completed the cableway across the abyss.
Suleiman turned around and gave the order. The people on the other side fixed the first carefully polished square boulder firmly with a rope net and hung it on the hook of the zip line.
"Let!!!" Suleiman's arm suddenly waved down.
The winch was released, and the boulder broke away from the platform. After falling for an instant, it was suddenly pulled by the rope. With the sound of howling wind, it slid rapidly out of the valley along the taut ropeway.
The shiny rope reflected the light, and the iron pulley rotated rapidly, just like the hearts of the people watching, it made a harsh and sweet scream, and everyone's heart was in their throats.
With a muffled sound, the boulder landed steadily in the designated buffer area outside the valley, stirring up a cloud of dust.
After a short breathless silence, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami broke out inside and outside the valley. People waved their arms, roared, and shouted the name Suleiman to release all the depression and exclamation in their chests.
"Seven is on top! Miracle! This is a miracle!!!"
The crowd looked at the young lord standing resolutely on the edge of the cliff, with trust, admiration and awe in his eyes. He conquered this insurmountable natural danger with wisdom that is difficult for mortals to understand.
Evelyn trotted over and stared in shock at Suleiman who was telling Bana the Beggar to tie some more transport ropes. Why do you seem to be the man who really studies Old Valyria technology?
Suleiman turned to look at her with a smile. He had even thought about how to make money. He handed out a piece of parchment. Unexpectedly, he was also a cultural person in Westeros. He decided to start to guide this promising woman. "I don't know enough!"
"Evelyn, do you think light can be guided like water?"
Evelyn raised his head and looked at Suleiman in front of him in shock.
"We also need to dig some windows, even huge windows, on the mountain."
"Our castle currently only needs to accommodate 500 people, so we have to take living conditions into consideration."
"Then, place this at key nodes inside the mountain, such as the corners of tunnels or the top of shafts."
"Use copper or silver or even water and glass, polish it to the extreme, and make it as smooth as your mirror. The light comes in through the gaps and shines on the first piece of metal. Then, it will go to the next place."
"Just like water in a ditch, we use smooth metal plates to pass sunlight one by one to wherever we want it to go, even to the bottom of the deepest tunnel."
Evelyn's breathing stagnated, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she stared at Suleiman. This is not engineering, this is the use of the original laws of the world, this is an almost magical architectural art!
Her body began to tremble continuously, not because of the cold, but because of an extreme excitement. She raised her head and looked at Suleiman with a completely changed look. It was worship, as if no difficulty could stump the young man in front of her, and any problem that stumped her could be easily solved by the young man in front of her.
The young man in front of her easily threw out an idea that easily crushed her pride. She suddenly realized that he was the one who had hidden the deepest secrets. Her little master had hidden more secrets than herself and all the bachelors in the Westeros Continent combined.
"I... I understand." Evelyn's voice already had a vibrato that he couldn't even detect.
Suleiman looked at the shocked Evelyn, and suddenly discovered that some small knowledge was far ahead of the development of this Westeros era, and maybe the way to make money lies in it.
Evelyn devoted himself to this new plan with an almost fanatical passion.
She didn't sleep, and spent the whole night calculating and drawing, turning Suleiman's genius, slightly rough idea into a precise, feasible, and perfect plan.
She personally calculated the optimal placement angle and size of each reflective metal piece.
A few days later, in the small hall that had been dug out of the mountain, the first simple refraction system was installed. Evelyn personally directed it in the hall. The craftsmen used ropes to slowly hoist the polished copper sheets one after another to the predetermined position.
When those copper pieces were carefully fixed and adjusted to the last precise angle, a miracle happened.
A beam of bright, warm sunlight, as if from heaven, passed through the layers of darkness and was accurately projected. The entire dark small hall lit up, illuminating the shocked and frightened faces of people in the darkness.
Suleiman stood at the window opened high up, looking down, the beam of light passed through his body, outlining his figure into a figure surrounded by light.
The miners in the tunnel were bathed in this ray of artificial sunlight. They were stunned at first, and then burst into loud noises. Finally, they knelt down one after another, facing the direction of Suleiman, the direction of the beam, and worshiped devoutly, shouting "Seven's miracle."
But Evelyn stood among the cheering crowd at the bottom of the well, not looking at the magical beam of light.
She just raised her head and looked up at the young man's figure.