For reference, two days have passed since the last chapter..

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The morning as the two wandered around the castle...

Ismene : "Master?"

Cornelius : "Yes Ismene?" He said, only glancing at her, but continuing to walk all the same.

Ismene : "Pardon the question, but have you gotten yourself lost?"

Cornelius : "No Ismene, I have not..."

After he said that, he turned around a corner to the exact hallway he was looking for...

Ismene : "Why are we here then? Breakfast and you fellow heroes are on the other side of the Great Hall, this area.... nothing good is here, it is only workshops..."

Cornelius : "I know that these are workshops...."

Ismene : "........"

Cornelius : "What is it with you and leaning on my arm?"

Cornelius at that point, almost shook her off of his arm, but she only gripped it tighter, clasping his arm between her breasts and taking his hand in hers, leading it downward. She slipped it under her skirt a moment later and looked at him with puppydog eyes.

Ismene : "Master...

I....

I...."

She paused, her face filling with great emotion. The mood she was giving off was something similar to a love confession, or the start of a confession of guilt. She leaned in extremely close to his face, slightly moving her hips upward. A moment later she opened her mouth ever so slightly and whispered passionately in his ear.

Ismene : "I'm still horny..."

Cornelius, resisting the urge to slap her, instantly took his arm back from her and shoved her away, angered yet he knew it was his fault for letting her get away with worse earlier.

Cornelius : "Well stop that, we are here..."

They entered into a large room, several dozen feet wide, with a myriad of materials piled up on the sides of the room, with a large open space in the center. In one of the corners of the room, at a desk with stacks of papers on it, was a lone man. Under six feet in height, but moderately good looking. He had brown hair and brown eyes, with simple work cloths, which deemed him as "not a servant" yet also "not a noble"

??? : "Can I help you?"

Cornelius : "Are you the chief engineer?"

Chief Engineer : "Yes.... Can I help you?"

Cornelius : "I had some... "ideas" that might help you out."

Chief Engineer : "You are one of the heroes, are you not?"

Cornelius moved over to the lone man, and looked him straight in the eye.

Cornelius : "Yes, from what I have understood about this place, you have a very.... unsophisticated technology level. Primitive, nay, Primeval if I were to compare it to my world."

Chief Engineer : "P-P-PRIMITIVE!!! SUCH INSOLENCE!!"

Cornelius : "Yes, Primitive. I mean, at best you don't even have the concept of a crossbow, nor mortar for your bricks! You dont have standardized units of measurement you don't have catapults, trebuchets, monganels, balistas, you don't even have cast iron!."

Chief Engineer : "What exactly are you listing off, the words make no sense!!!"

Cornelius : "EXACTLY!!! That's the problem. Now, you are at least fifteen hundred years behind from my world. The way I see it, which is the way you should see it, anything gained and kept after fifteen hundred years which you don't have is worth learning... And I happen to know a lot about this stuff."

Chief Engineer : "Oh ya? If your world is so amazing, prove it..."

Ismene : "Such INSOLENCE!!! The King would have you hanged for your tone against a hero!"

Chief Engineer : "No he wouldn't, the king doesn't have the gall to hang the cousin of the duke of Monef!" (If it is any consolation, I really wanted to put "bite my shiny metal ass" here, but it wouldn't fit D : )

Ismene stuttered a bit at the lordlings newfound identity, while Cornelius just headed over to the stack of papers."

Chief Engineer : "HEY DONT TOUCH THOSE!!! THOSE ARE SECRET PLANS!!!"

Cornelius simply grabbed the top one from the stack and put it on the desk.

Chief Engineer : "ARE YOU DEAF!?!?! I SAID DO---"

A moment later he was cut off by something hitting his face.

He looked at the piece of paper, baffled. It had been creased and folded in various different places to resemble a mutilated bird, as it looked like a bird, but with short stubby wings, and a vertical tail like a fish.

Chief Engineer : "What?"

Cornelius simply sighed and took the paper airplane from the mans hand, throwing it across the room again. Ismene and the Chief Engineer both looked on in shock as the paper bird soared on nothing, across the room and out the door.

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Chief Engineer : "WHAT?!?!?!"

Cornelius : "The concept of flight... Advanced enough?"

When he invoked no reaction from the Chief Engineer, who was still in a daze staring at the door, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.

Cornelius : "No? I guess that one is still a hundred years old, how about this one... Ismene give me two numbers somewhere between infinity and negative infinity."

Ismene : "Uhh, 16 and 29"

Cornelius : "So uncreative, something you couldn't do in your head..."

Ismene : "Uhh 2140 and 1231?"

Cornelius : "Still too small, how about I pick... I choose 19712591, and pi."

Chief Engineer : "Pie? How is that a number? And what is this little black box?"

Cornelius : "Are you at least advanced enough to understand multiplication?"

Chief Engineer : "Of course!"

Cornelius : "Would you be able to multiply those two numbers together to get a result?"

Chief Engineer : "The first absurd number aside, I still do not understand where food comes into this..."

Cornelius : *Sigh* "Do you understand area? You know, length times width?"

The Chief Engineer just looked at him like he was stupid...

Chief Engineer : "Of course I understand that, for example the area of this room is close to four thousand cultons!!!"

Cornelius : "Culton?"

The Chief Engineer "humphed" this time in arrogance.

Chief Engineer : "To not even understand Cultons and yet you have the audacity to say WE are primitive!!"

Cornelius : "Anyway, different units of measurement aside, if you are so advanced, how do you find the area of a circle?"

The Chief Engineer looked at him, and stated matter of factually

Chief Engineer : "What you ask is an impossible question, there is no way to measure such a thing..."

Cornelius : "Sure there is..."

Chief Engineer : "Preposterous! Its impossible, there is no formula for it! It simply cant be done!"

Cornelius : "That is where pi comes in..."

Chief Engineer : "Again, you bring food into math..."

Cornelius : "Pi is different from pie, Pi as in "p" "i" is a mathematical expression, such as "x", whereas the other is food. Anyway, Pi is a constant that allows you to find measurements pertaining to a circle, such as its perimeter and area."

Chief Engineer : "Oh, and this is your "modern concept?"

Cornelius : "No, that is ancient, but on a different note, back to those two numbers... The first was something like 19712600 right? And the second was Pi, which is 3.1415 so we multiply the two together and we get... Sixty one million two hundred and one thousand one hundred thirty two point 9." He said after tapping on the small black box in his hand.

The chief engineer was baffled, that number was close, but for it to be exact down to a decimal was something he never would have thought of as possible, especially with such an abstract second number.

Chief Engineer : "Boy, what is that box in your hand? It appears to have just told you the answer?"

Cornelius : "This is the "modern" concept which I was talking about... Computers... This here can calculate anything, assuming it has power which is another concept all together..."

The Chief Engineer looked at him, his gaze transferring from the paper airplane in the hall to the black box in the hero's hand. A moment later he paused, scratched his head and then sighed.

Chief Engineer : "From such an advanced prospective I guess we are primitive... Pray tell, which marvelous concept were you planning on giving us earlier before I mucked up the conversation with arrogance, which was above my station."

Ismene stared at the man in shock as Cornelius faintly smiled.

Cornelius : "Well the first thing which I was going to ask was if you had any accurate maps..."

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Well, sorry about the long break (shit happens u know?) (My mom took my power cord.... For reasons which I may or may not discuss later)

Anyway, no spoiler this time, but instead I leave an assurance...

I SHALL RETURN!!!!!!!

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