Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World Chapter 433

Since Kevin took a part-time job as the administrator of the Royal Archives, he has worked diligently for a few days.

In his spare time, he eagerly read all kinds of books in the archives. Except for some royal private records, most of the books are open to the administrators.

I thought there would be a lot of people here, but it was deserted for several days. It seems that the children of the royal family are not particularly eager to learn.

But this just happened to suit Kevin's heart, so that he would have more free time to study.

On this day, the superior supervisor gave him a hard job to transcribe a somewhat damaged ancient scroll. Kevin was busy from morning to noon, so tired that his wrists hurt. The supervisor gave very strict requirements. The new book to be transcribed must be neatly written, word for word, and traces of outlines must not be smeared.

This is really hard for Kevin. He is not a professional copyist. Sometimes he accidentally writes a word wrong, and the whole paper will be invalid.

I only copied one-fifth of it until noon, and my stomach was already rumbling, so Kevin decided to go out to fill his stomach first.

He stood up and looked at the results of his morning, sighed and said, "It would be great if there was a printing press here."

"Printing press? What is a printing press?"

A female voice came from not far away.

someone is coming?

Kevin raised his head and looked out the door.

I saw a delicate and lovely girl walk in.

Kevin asked politely, "Who are you?"

The girl proudly raised her head and introduced herself: "I am the granddaughter of Duke Dias, the current prime minister of the empire, and the cousin of His Highness Felix—Master Vivienne Dias, hurry up and salute me."

"Hello, Miss Vivian."

Kevin saluted her stiffly.

"May I ask what you are doing here?"

The girl pouted: "Hey, you haven't told me what a printing press is!"

"Oh, I'm sorry." Kevin quickly introduced to her: "The printing press is a kind of machine, as long as it is coated with a kind of ink called ink, it can easily print the typeset text on paper, and then bind it into a book It can become a book, without having to manually copy word by word."

The girl rolled her eyes, rubbed her chin and said, "Interesting, if there is such a machine, wouldn't all the scribes in the world be unemployed?"

Kevin shrugged. "Maybe."

The prime minister's granddaughter frowned: "You won't lie to me, if there is such a machine, I have never seen or heard of it."

Kevin quickly explained: "This kind of machine has only been invented a few years ago, and it is in Aldo, thousands of miles away. It may take a long time to spread to Gabela."

The girl covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Ah, it's my second aunt's country, so...it's really far away."

Then he whispered again: "Huh, such a good thing is actually made by Aldo."

Kevin heard it, and complained in his heart: "There are so many novelty things you haven't seen in Aldo."

He picked up the notebook on the table for recording, and said braggingly, "This kind of paper is also passed down from Aldo."

This time Vivienne ignored him, but shouted to the outside with some annoyance: "Ms. Coleridge, aren't you going to come here for business?"

It was only then that Kevin noticed that there was another person not far away, dressed as a court lady. After hearing Vivienne's call, the other person walked over slowly. Kevin felt a little familiar, and he seemed to have seen it somewhere before. .

This Ms. Coleridge was covered with a light veil, and as she came to the table, Kevin saw her face clearly.

What a pretty face, this is Kevin's first impression.

Then he noticed in surprise that the other party turned out to have white hair, even his eyebrows were white.

Moreover, although the woman's complexion is as white as milk, it is the normal white, so it can be judged that she is not suffering from a certain disease that Kevin knows.

It's amazing. Kevin has seen black hair, blond hair, brown hair, and red hair, but he has never seen a young man with gray hair. It is rumored that there is a female advisor next to Earl Greyman with green hair, but Kevin has not seen it. Pass.

Seeing Kevin's dazed look, Ms. Coleridge seemed to be used to this kind of reaction, and she didn't show any displeasure.

She reminded gently: "Mr. Administrator, I'm here to return the book."

"Oh, sorry, I'll handle it for you right away."

Kevin hurriedly found out the borrowing records and rummaged through them.

"Please sign here."

Vivian on the side saw Kevin like this, and said disdainfully: "Hmph, all men have a virtue."

Just as Ms. Coleridge was about to hand the book to Kevin, she suddenly shouted: "Slow down!"

Then he snatched the book and turned it up with a clatter. Kevin felt distressed when he saw the roughness of the method.

She flipped through the book, shook it again, but found nothing, and threw it on the table, leaving Kevin bewildered as to why she did it.

After completing the formalities, the Ms. Coleridge smiled and said to the prime minister's granddaughter, "Miss Vivienne, do you still want to follow me?"

"Of course!" Vivienne's eyes widened, "I will keep watching you until you show your feet."

"Although I don't know why brother Felix trusts you so much, my instinct tells me that there is something wrong with you, hum!"

Kevin looked at the two of them with a wry smile. It seemed that the relationship between the two women was not very harmonious. Although he didn't know the specific reason, it looked like the subconscious hostility of one beautiful woman towards another beautiful woman was aroused. Come out~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ms. Coleridge smiled helplessly, as if she was facing a vexatious child.

"Then follow along, I still have a lot of work to do."

She turned gracefully and walked out the door, while Vivian followed angrily.

However, the moment Ms. Coleridge turned around, Kevin's eyes caught her expression at that moment.

Cold and indifferent.

It seemed to match the silver-white snow hair, making people feel like they were in an ice cellar.

Could it be that her soft words and smile just now were all fake?

Wait, Kevin remembered what Vivienne said just now, Brother Felix? Isn't that the eldest son of His Majesty the Emperor?

When Kevin entered the palace with his mentor and seniors for the first time, he met that Highness.

That was him accompanied by a court lady, it seemed...it seemed to be this Ms. Coleridge.

No wonder it felt like deja vu when we first met.

"Oh, it's important to fill your stomach, and you have to rush back to copy books!"

Kevin shook his head, expelled the court political scenes he had read in the novel from his mind, and walked out quickly.

Chapter end

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