Kingdombuilding: All My Inventions Are Novelty

Emerging from the Armory, it was already evening. A streak of red clouds enveloped a man and his horse, casting Simon’s elongated shadow on the yellow dirt road of Brambleford.

Teaching technology was exhausting. Now, Simon’s mouth was parched and his throat dry, but today marked a historic step for him, the pure steel lathe was already in practice.

When he first arrived in this world, he had felt a bit lost. Now, that confusion had been replaced by the fervour of climbing the tech tree.

Simon never believed that an ordinary person could change an era. He was grateful to be a prince rather than an extra in the crowd.

In the Eldorian Empire, the deeply ingrained mindset of imperial rule and the age-old small-scale peasant economy meant that machinery lacked the driving force to be promoted.

The abundance of population made labour cheap, further diminishing the value of machinery.

In modern times, if it weren’t for Western guns and cannons breaking open the doors of feudal imperial power, this self-sufficient agrarian economy of the ’Celestial Empire’ would have continued. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Thus, in his view, industrial revolution required a driving force, and he hoped this force wouldn’t come from external sources.

This was also why he was glad to be a prince. As the supreme ruler of his domain, he could fully act as this force to drive industrial change, and the existence of the system provided the necessary support.

Lost in thought, as he passed by a residential area, the sound of string and wind instruments suddenly reached his ears. Simon looked up.

Across from him was the Crow Lane, where the Goldwynd family residence was located. Judging by the commotion, the Goldwynd family’s banquet must have already begun.

As for the guests at this banquet, he didn’t need to guess, it was surely the Chandlier, Duskry and Redwyck families.

In Brambleford, these four prominent families had been intermarried for a long time, maintaining close ties.

Another burst of a woman’s laughter reached him. Simon quickly urged his horse to return. Having declined Walter’s invitation, he had truly played the role of a virtuous man.

At the same time, he comforted himself with the thought that such a decadent banquet could lead to illness, and that wouldn’t be good.

Just as he was lost in these random thoughts, the sound of a bowstring vibrating echoed not far from him.

Simon felt his hair stand on end. The Eldorian Empire was founded on martial prowess, and royal children were trained in archery and horsemanship from a young age.

They were especially familiar with bows and arrows, and the laws of the Eldorian Empire strictly prohibited civilians from privately possessing weapons.

Now, the sound of a bowstring in a residential area not far from him could only mean one thing, an assassin.

[Incoming Danger]

Instinctively, he rolled to the other side of his horse.

At that moment, an arrow whizzed past and embedded itself straight into the earthen wall of the residential area.

"Assassin!"

The instinctive fight-or-flight response in Simon’s memory saved his life. He immediately shouted for help.

Just then, a patrol of cavalry in the city heard his cries and rushed over.

"My Lord!" The leader of the cavalry, Lancelot, galloped over.

Facing a life-and-death situation, Simon was still somewhat panicked. Seeing Lancelot, he said. "Someone tried to assassinate me. Capture them immediately!"

Lancelot saw the arrow on the wall and glanced in the direction from which it had been shot. He shouted, "Seal the city gates immediately. No one is allowed to leave the city without my orders. You two, escort His Highness back. The rest, follow me."

Two cavalrymen responded, flanking Simon to protect him.

"I want them alive." After the initial shock, Simon said coldly. Someone wanted him dead; this was no joke.

"Yes, My Lord!" Lancelot led the others to surround the residential area, while one cavalryman went to relay the orders to all the city gates.

Returning to the prince’s residence, Roland saw Simon covered in dirt and in a sorry state. He was horrified. "My Lord, you... What happened?"

"Someone tried to kill me." Simon frowned. The old Simon had done so many bad things in the past that he couldn’t even pinpoint the most likely suspect.

Roland was terrified by Simon’s words. He frantically checked his body for any injuries.

"I’m fine. Captain Lancelot happened to pass by, and I wasn’t hurt." Simon calmed down and spoke.

"That’s good, that’s good. You scared me to death, Your Highness. For the next few days, you should stay in the residence and not go out until the assassin is caught." Roland’s concern was evident on his face.

However, Simon underestimated Lancelot’s efficiency. Before he even entered the residence, the sound of thundering hooves approached. Lancelot arrived with a squad of cavalry.

Now, Lancelot and his men’s horses were all replaced with sturdy reaver steeds, tall and strong, their Armor gleaming. Lancelot threw a person down from his horse.

"My Lord, we’ve caught the assassin."

"Dead?" The body on the ground was that of a lean man, but his neck now had a large gash, blood flowing freely.

"When we found him, he slit his throat rather than be captured. Your Highness, this is no ordinary assassin. He must have been trained; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so decisive in taking his own life." Lancelot frowned.

After a moment of silence, Simon said. "So, who would want to kill me?"

Generally, the motive for murder could be deduced by figuring out who stood to gain the most. The local gentry wouldn’t want him dead for now, as the previous Simon had been sufficiently incompetent and still had some use.

If Emperor Alaric wanted him dead, it would be simple, no need for such elaborate measures. Such assassinations usually stemmed from power struggles within the royal family.

"My Lord, I’ve seen this type of arrow in Sylvaris. It’s the ’No Return Arrow’ produced there." Lancelot handed Simon an arrow engraved with arrow marks.

"Sylvaris? The Prince of Sylvaris?" Simon’s expression darkened.

Among the princes, the Prince of Sylvaris had the worst relationship with him. Being of similar age, the two had engaged in numerous conflicts during their time in Eldora, even coming to blows once.

But Sylvaris was thousands of miles away. Would the Prince of Sylvaris really send an assassin all this way to kill him?

"The Prince of Sylvaris?" Roland’s eyes flickered.

"Not necessarily." Lancelot’s thoughts aligned with Simon’s. "Although the No Return Arrow is a specialty of Sylvaris, it’s not exclusive to that region."

"If I died, who would stand to gain the most?" Simon said gravely.

At this, Roland’s body trembled slightly, and a look of concern flashed in his eyes.

Noticing Roland’s strange expression, Lancelot asked. "Steward Roland, do you know something?"

After hesitating for a moment, Roland sighed. "This old servant is merely speculating. Your Highness, do you remember the Third Prince, who has always been close to the Fifth Prince?"

"Of course. The Crown Prince is incompetent, and now the Third and Fourth Princes are the most favoured by His Majesty. There are rumours that the emperor intends to depose the Crown Prince. The Fourth and Third Princes are currently locked in a fierce struggle. But what does this have to do with me?" Simon said.

"My Lord, have you forgotten who spoke on your behalf before the emperor three years ago, allowing you to be spared?" Roland asked.

"The Fourth Prince!" Simon suddenly felt like vomiting blood. Back then, when the Fourth Prince had saved him, he had essentially pledged his allegiance.

This was tantamount to telling the other princes that he was siding with the Fourth Prince.

"Exactly. Once the Crown Prince is deposed, the princes will vie for the throne, and the empire will likely be plunged into another bloody storm. Behind each prince, you can see the shadows of the Five Surnames and Seven Clans." Roland said. "Recently, there have been reports that the Fifth Prince was also targeted by an assassination attempt in his domain. Some suspected it was the Fourth Prince’s doing to weaken the Third Prince’s faction."

Simon slowly said. "Are you suggesting that this is the Third Prince’s retaliation against the Fourth Prince, aiming to weaken his faction, me?"