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Kingdom of the Rock
Lannisport
10 BAC
Lannisport.
The most prosperous and developed port in the continent, belonging to the richest kingdom in Westeros, owing to the gold mines of Casterly Rock, the seat of House Lannister, rulers of the Kingdom of the Rock.
Ei did like the port, it was clearly built with trade in mind, and the number of artisans working in the city was impressive. Clearly, the Lannister's understood the value of a trade center more than the Durrandon's did.
She traversed the city in her disguise, taking in the sights, the ships coming and going for trade, the vendors, and watched the artisans perform their crafts, mostly the blacksmiths.
She bought desserts, trinkets from far away lands and visited different shops. Overall it was a nice experience.
"Come, come. Try your strength to see if you can pull the sword out of stone! Just for one silver coin and you can have this well crafted sword for yourself, if you are strong enough!" a man shouted, calling fort challengers. She approached, pushing past the crowd to see what it was about and stopped dead in her tracks.
A man, burly and muscled was trying to pull Musou Isshin, the blade created from her twin, Makoto's, divine might, the tachi was left to her after she died. Ei had transferred her consciousness into the sword after that and created the Plane of Euthymia.
And now, a mortal was trying to claim it.
Livid, Ei moved forward, a palm strike sent the man who tried to stop her flying away, and pulled the one trying to remove Musou Isshin so hard, he went straight over the crowd. Ei pulled her sword with ease, as the crowd screamed at the unnatural show of strength.
Black lines covered the sword, spreading from the middle like a spider's web, a crack in the divine metal, from when she met the Heavenly Principles' attack, which also explained how she found her way out and ended up taking over the body of a mortal.
"You, stop there!" a guard approached, pulling his sword to attack the man, who bent his knees to attack, only to jump upwards, leaving a crater behind and flung people away with a shockwave.
"Seven preserve us" he muttered, watching with jaw on the ground.
No one was going to believe this.
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Weeping Town
Ei with a single minded purpose, made her way back to Weeping Town, the thoughts of traveling the Seven Kingdoms, as well as any consideration for staying hidden forgotten. She had no desire to forge herself a new sword, knowing it wouldn't be the same. Musou Isshin was more than a weapon after all, it was one of the only things left of her other half, using another sword would just be too painful.
But she had found it, and while repairs were necessary, she would still have a piece of her sister with her.
She snuck into the house where she was staying during her work in Weeping Town, quickly took the Painted Realm and headed out to the Stepstones, a storm dispersing the pirate ships in the region, heralding her arrival.
If forging Engulfing Lightning was destructive, repairing Musou Isshin would be downright catastrophic to the environment, so she thought it best to do it in the middle of the lawless chain of islands.
Ei landed on the largest island and took her tools out.
"Who the fuck are you?" A pirate, barely walking against the winds lashing all over the islands, approached her and was rewarded with a lightning bolt, turning him to ash in a single strike.
Outlaws like them would be executed anyway, whether to blade or to divine thunder.
More divine bolts struck the islands, annihilating the pirate presence that would die when she was repairing Musou Isshin.
Different from the steel used in the creation of ordinary swords, Musou Isshin was the divine power of an archon fused with steel, giving it wildly different properties, hence the cracks rather than chipped or broken metal.
It was divine power crystallized in a sense, and to repair it she would need to fill the cracked parts with steel and then infuse her divine power through mora.
A mold covering the sword and only leaving a small opening to pour the molten steel was her first, and quickest step.
The molten steel wouldn't fuse with Musou Isshin so she didn't have to deal with removing the excess steel.
Waiting for the steel to cool down, Ei watched the destruction her storm had brought upon the pirates. Impossibly large lightning bolts struck the ships, breaking them in half, sending the crews to face the churning waters, while the ones on land were met with more lightning bolts.
She had done it more to stop them from interfering, as when she released her divine might, none would survive.
When the steel fillings were cooled down enough, Ei took the sword out of the mold, plunged it into the container filled with mora and focused.
Painstakingly slow, a part of herself began to flow into the sword and reacted with mora, fusing with the steel, transforming it to something divine and sharpening the edge by shaping it.For hours she stood still in the same position, as Musou Isshin was repaired, ignoring what was happening around her.
Divine energy was released out in waves, killing every living thing on the islands and in the waters around their vicinity, down to the smallest of living organisms.
The mora was spent eventually and Ei raised Musou Isshin, while the storm slowly dispersed. Musou Isshin gleamed in the sunlight that made its way through the gaps in the clouds.
Just as it did for centuries.
Chakra Desiderata flared to life behind her, and the Electro Archon released Musou no Hitotachi on the closest island.
Slicing through a point in space and freezing the time for a brief moment, a white-purple light covered island as the strike carved through it. When the light died down and the lightning strikes following her attack ceased, the island was no more.
Ei decided to return to Weeping Town, and leave the ruined islands behind.
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Weeping Town
Ei waited in the Painted Realm until night, meditating with the sword in her lap. At night, she switched places with Kage, and by morning was back on the construction site as it was very close to completion.
She walked the entire building from start to end, and checked every little detail for two days straight.
There was no news on the coal front, so charcoal would be used for now, but at least there was a large stockpile of iron ore ready to be processed.
Some changes had to be made to the Iron Works as well as last minute fixes on some parts but by a week later it was ready.
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People of the Weeping Town had gathered to watch, to see if this contraption the princess had thought up would work.
Slowly, the water wheels were lowered to the water and began to turn, large bellows that would require a half a dozen men to pump rose with the power of the water, blowing air to the flames, and the trip hammers, weighing as much as five men rose and slammed to the anvil, producing the well known sound.
People, watching from the open doors, began to cheer, more at the show than any clear understanding of its importance. However, blacksmiths and merchants, as well as nobles watching, began to understand just how valuable this could be.
Princess Argella gave a nod and the blacksmiths approached, beginning to work with unsure steps while she guided them and after several hours of trial and failure, they had produced a bar of steel at the fraction of the cost and labour involved, their inexperience notwithstanding.
Lord Tommen, upon making some calculations, understood that even if the steel bar was sold for the same price, the significantly lower labour costs and production time would mean truly high profits.
"Princess, may I have the honour of congratulating you for your success? Surely, this machine of your will bring untold wealth to our kingdom" He said, trying to sweeten up the princess.
She gave him a blank stare, turning back to her achievement.
"Indeed, Lord Tommen. Now, the next issue is to find coal, and costs will go down even further" Princess Argella said, giving Tommen Whitehead an idea. If he could find coal, then he would certainly rise up to the good graces of the Princess.
"Yes, Princess, I swear we will find a supply of coal"
She hummed noncommittally.
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Next Day
Ei entered the forge the following day, watching the workers again, offering assistance when necessary, and checked the progress. The blacksmiths, so reluctant to stray from the centuries old practices they had learned as apprentices, were singing praises now, realizing just how easy their work had become.
No more hammering away for hours, no more pumping bellows, all of it could easily be done with the power produced by the water wheels.
More than one had crowded her, offering their heartfelt thanks. They knew she had done it to produce more weapons but also to create farming machines to help the struggling people of her kingdom.
Ei accepted them with grace and moved on.
Now, production of the farming equipment would begin soon, and as soon as enough were ready, they would be transported by ship to the territory of House Swann, just as the war host had done so, and distributed to farmers from there.
More Iron Works would definitely be built, perhaps one in Bronzegate due to the iron mine, one in Storm's End, and another one near the coal mine, if they could find one that is.
Roads, not the dirt road used by the Kingdom, but actual, stone paved roads that covered the kingdom, from the smallest of hamlets to the towns and cities, were another necessary improvement, but it would have to wait until the war was over and the Iron Works began to generate a steady income.
Connecting the trade centers and other strategically important places, such as mines and production centers would take priority.
Ports dotting the coastline of the Kingdom to facilitate trade and to ease travel were necessary, and would be as vital as the roads. House Tarth could produce ships, perhaps a position could be given to their house in management of the Navy if they could build shipyards and teach their crafts at the ports.
A port around the Storm's End, and eventually developing it into a proper city was another of her plans. Ei controlled the storms, and if the Shipbreaker Bay was fixed, as the capital of the Storm Kingdom, the city would grow quickly, especially if she could create a support base for it.
But wars, even the mere mention of it in fact, affected all those plans negatively. If the treasury was spent, and supplies were rerouted to arm and provide the logistics necessary for the army, which would conscript smallfolk as levies, and vital artisans, such as blacksmiths and healers, to keep the war host going, then worker and money shortages would delay any concentrated effort to build.
Peace would be achieved one way or another, whether through negotiations, or with the aggressors dead before her blade.
A wise ruler, even one that is a warrior in heart and nature, would never seek out war, but must always be ready for it.
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Ei had directed some of the steel to forge metal parts and replace the wooden parts, both to increase production rate and to avoid any breakdown. Her grandfather couldn't go to war, and as such was helping her manage the Iron Works, and so she had time for it. While the man had thrown his support behind her, they were already in the last leg of the construction efforts, so he was late and was compensating for it by taking over her workload.
As well as to see the numbers and learn the intricacies of what was needed for the Iron Works, but it didn't really matter to her.
Paper consumption was low enough for the single machine in the Weeping Town to supply the demand, so she thought of a different and more lucrative industrial arm for him, after all Parchments had a coastline, and they were well managed under the old lord. Perhaps she could start the textile industry there.