Chapter 457: Weights and Measures and Dwarven Craftsmen
As a result, there are three types of clockwork guns in the Savior Army.

The first category is the light and heavy clockwork rifle, also known as the Holy Gun or the Haimoting Rifle, which is the main rifle on the battlefield.

The second category is shotguns and hand cannons, which are mainly used for maintaining public order and suppressing riots, which are the gun series of the Canned gun.

The third type is the amphibious rifle, which has not yet been put into production. Horn may use it for skirmishes or ambushes and sniping of enemy high-level knights.

If classified according to this tactical function, then the large-armored rifle can barely be counted as this category.

After explaining the matter of the ampère gun, I chatted with a few craftsmen.

After saying some standard questions like "How many people are there in your family? Are you eating well? Is there anything the guild can help you with?" Horn said goodbye to the gunsmiths and went to look for Kelgen, the blacksmith's forging supervisor.

In the Ordnance Research Institute, Heimerdine is the Clockwork Director, and Kergen is the second-in-command Forging Director.

This Kelgen is also a Dragon Cult dwarf. He is Brock's cousin, but his skills are not as good as his. He previously ran a shop in Mound County.

However, war broke out later and many local Dragon Cult dwarves were captured by the army and forced to make weapons, so Kergen fled to Longsand County.

By the way, he also brought a dozen dwarves of all ages. Currently, the mithril firing rods are all made by this group of dwarves.

Horn walked around the offices on the second floor and finally found the old dwarf named Kergen in an inconspicuous corner.

Standing on the roof that was turned brown and black by the black and white smoke, seven or eight dwarves wearing only aprons and trousers were moving around in the smoke as molten iron flowed.

Holding pliers, hammers and rivets, they looked coldly at Horn and his group as they walked over, and just greeted them lightly.

When they learned that Horn and the others were looking for Kergen, they just pointed indifferently towards the center of the shed and said, "Over there."

Steam like a dreamy veil passed through the red-haired old dwarf's beard, covering half of his body.

The scalding steam could form blisters on a person's skin, but the dwarf's copper-oak colored skin was only burned red.

For the dwarves who have lived in volcanic areas all year round, this temperature is nothing. Kelgen hit the mithril slats again and again with a hammer in his hand.

Seeing Horn coming, he looked up and glanced at him, without saying a word, just knocking on the iron plate silently.

"Why don't you bow when you see Your Majesty?" Taking a big step out from behind Horn, Du Valon shouted at Kergen righteously.

Horn pulled Duvalon behind him, and without getting angry, he smiled and asked Kergen, "Have you eaten?"

"........."

"If you haven't eaten yet, I'd like to treat you to a lunch at the Mechanical Palace."

Kelgen raised his head, and between his thick eyebrows and beard, a pair of red eyes looked at Horn. "If you want me to leave, just say so. There's no need to pretend."

Horn was stunned for two seconds before he reacted: "Who told you I want you to leave."

Kergen raised his head with resentment: "Learn the technology of the dwarves and then drive them away. Isn't this your usual trick?"

"When did I chase you away?" Horn was really confused this time. "I've been nice to you, haven't I? I even allowed you to openly express your Dragon Worship beliefs."

"Hmph." Kelgen said, his hands still forging iron. He lowered his head and said, "Then let me ask you, let me ask you, you said the parts don't match, you will discuss this issue with me in the next few days, right?"

"That doesn't mean to drive you away."

"The parts don't match? I tell you, it's impossible!" Waving the heavy hammer in his hand, the people around him dodged subconsciously in fear, but Kelgen raised his head stubbornly.

"Even though all the parts are handmade, they are all the same. We tested each one, one by one, and they are all the same. Dwarves don't lie!"

After listening to Kergen's persecution-like words, Horn shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "That's not what I meant. Let me explain it to you."

The so-called mismatched parts did not mean that the parts made by the dwarves did not match, but that the parts from Grayforge and Autumntwilight Island did not match. Many war-brothers complained that the spare gears were either too big or too small, and sometimes the first pawl could not be inserted, and the opening was enlarged with a knife, but the second pawl was too wide.

The main reason for this problem is weights and measures.

Grayfurnace Town uses human weights and measures, while Autumndust Island uses dwarven weights and measures. Even though the drawings and data are similar, the parts produced are different.

The Salvation Army is fine now, but when it grows in size, it will be difficult to change.

A typical example is the imperial unit that was abandoned by its own country.

Seeing that Kergen still looked skeptical, Horn smiled and asked, "How do you usually determine the weights and measures?"

After looking at Horn's sincere face for a long time, he took out a greasy ruler from his crotch: "Here, this is passed down from my grandfather. We have been using this for generations."

Looking at the greasy ruler in front of him, Horn took a step back, but didn't know what to say.

In later generations, people often confuse the municipal system and the metric system, but those were just two sets of weights and measures, while in this world, a guild or even a workshop shares the same set of weights and measures.

Why not use normal units of measurement instead of coming up with units like cubit, foot, broke, etc.?
The purpose is to develop standard measuring tools and standard systems, establish technical barriers in the guild, and prevent people from stealing and learning on their own.

At that time, most of the craftsmen inherited the experience. You would take the measuring tools and make it according to the recipe drawings, memorizing and making it.

Their drawings are designed and drawn in their own units. The cubit for a human may be 50 cm, but for a dwarf it may be only 30 cm.

I got a blueprint. The cube on it was 50 Brock and the other rectangular block was 20 Harkin.

It seems that the cube is larger than the rectangular block, but the unit of "Brock" may be 1 centimeter, while that of "Halkin" is 1 millimeter.

Things made in this way will never be assembled correctly no matter how you assemble them.

Even if someone learns the skills and steals the blueprints, they still cannot make anything without standard ancestral measuring tools.

The core technology of standard molds and weights and measures is top secret passed down from father to son among craftsmen. Many guild craftsmen even have to work as helpers for their entire lives before they can get a grasp of it.

To take a step back, even if someone creates it, it will not be recognized by the guild and may even be sued by the guild.

Dare you defy the standard system and make things up?
The result would be the same as Ceci's, with his certificate revoked, he would be kicked out of the Pharmacists Guild and unable to sell potions normally.

So the purpose of Horn's visit to Kelgen was to discuss the issue of weights and measures.

Aren’t there unified standards for weights and measures within the guild?

What he wants to do is to unify the standard weights and measures throughout the entire Papal State of Savior!
The guild's monopoly on the right to weigh weights and measures must be completely broken. Otherwise, not only will the craftsmanship of the craftsmen be unable to develop, but even Horn's rational natural theology will be unable to develop.

After listening to Horn's statement, Kergen was still skeptical.

Horn did not say everything, he just talked about the problem of inconsistency of parts due to different weights and measures, but he always felt that there was something fishy going on.

Humans are rats, they don't know how to research skills on their own, and instead have to resort to crooked ways to steal and cheat.

"Isn't this how you're going to trick us dwarves into using our skills?"

"Of course not." Horn shook his head calmly. By the time unified weights and measures and mathematical methods were popularized, their skills would be just the afterglow of the old era.

Horn didn't even think highly of their little skills.

"Then swear on your mother."

"I swear, if I lie, my mother and I will both be beheaded."

(End of this chapter)