He paused, his Gel body wobbling toward the Count outside the window.
"Go apply to Count Brand. Remember, write the application in detail with ample justification. Otherwise, it won't give in so easily."
Anvil thanked him excitedly, licking his lips. Then, he remembered the real purpose of his visit, and his expression turned serious.
"Your Majesty, to be honest with you, I actually came here for another matter."
He hesitated for a moment, but ultimately spoke frankly. "I've been observing the cannon emplacements these past few days and found that these big guys seem to have many flaws. For example, they have to be disassembled and reassembled every time they're deployed, they can't be moved freely, and the efficiency of replacing the gray gravel crystals is low."
He gestured with his hands in the air. "I have an idea. Perhaps we could forge a mobile base for the cannons, and change the internal gray gravel crystal slot to a slide-and-replace design."
