A Villain's Way of Taming Heroines

Chapter 210: The Idealist Heading Her Dead End - III

This silence undoubtedly further intensified the oppressive atmosphere within the Tower of Babel.

Two days had passed since the arrival of the Black Knight. The Etheric Academy, which had control of the situation, was probably making the final adjustments to that mechanical armor. The higher-ups of Babel knew that the meaningless war to please the tyrant was coming soon.

Today, on the seventh day before the start of this joke-like war, Hendrik called the first, and perhaps the last, high-level meeting of the Tower of Babel.

In the meeting room, Hendrik looked at the scholars, most of whom looked haggard and exhausted, and for a moment didn't know how to start.

To confront the Etheric Academy and the empress head-on... this absurd fact of despair had crushed them too many times in seven days.

All the higher-ups who knew the truth had collapsed in their research at some point, either angrily destroying materials, despairingly collapsing on the ground, or becoming completely numb, their minds in chaos, unable to even understand what they were doing.

Even Hendrik had to rely on alchemical drugs to maintain his condition under the heavy pressure.

"... So, ladies and gentlemen, how fares our progress?"

Yet the harsh reality was that neither the empress nor the Elder Princess cared for their struggles, their tyrannical flames of power never considering the hardships faced. Hendrik mustered his spirit, striving to imbue his voice with a calm and steady resolve: "Ronger, let us start with you."

Ronger, the most formidable in martial prowess within the Tower of Babel, massaged her temples and sighed, "I am endeavoring to forge a longsword integrated with composite essences. It remains incomplete, and I am uncertain of its completion before the deadline."

"...And you, Tartaglia?"

"I am crafting a dragonbone greatbow. With the resources from Her Highness Elder Princess, the process itself is not an issue. However, just like Ronger, it is a matter of time..."

Hendrik then inquired of several other alchemists and scholars within the Tower, the strongest in their field. Their responses were invariably about rushing their work or needing to adjust their unfinished creations.

Due to the immense pressure from Evora, everyone had fallen into the trap of pursuing perfection, coupled with the scarcity of time, resulting in no one being able to present a weapon ready for the impending war.

The woman gently closed her eyes, quelling the surging anger within her heart.

This was indeed... another trap set by Hydral.

It was not a product of paranoia or overthinking. The entire chain of thoughts formed in Ravenna's mind pointed to this conclusion.

Because the serpent knew very well that in this world, only she could keep up with his thoughts, only she... could perceive his unique transcendence.

All other alchemists and scholars were still trapped in the era itself. Even if they had witnessed the power of firearms and floating cannons, when considering true "strength", they would fall into the absurd circle of the old times at the first moment—

Swords, bows and arrows, armor, war hammers, scepters... as if only these weapons could exist in this world, as if ether circuits and essence attachments could only be used on these items.

It seemed that only by creating a "unique" weapon could one create a truly powerful weapon.

But there was a sentence, a casual remark that Ansel had made during a chat with her, that Ravenna remembered very clearly.

"The most precious and powerful attribute of all manufacturable items is 'mass production'."

At first, Ravenna didn't think much of this statement, but as she further understood Ansel and saw the world in his eyes, she gained a truly profound understanding of this sentence.

Etheric firearms indeed broke the limitations of traditional weapons, but their initial appearance did not plunge the entire empire into an irresistible wave. You could even categorize them as a special casting medium, a kind of alternative scepter.

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