I was a priest in the city-state era

Chapter 19 With the Nautical Chart and Compass

After a night of drying, the second batch of wet paper that was pulled out yesterday evening has been dried and ready to use.

After Roy finished washing under the service of the maids, he returned to the stone house with the second batch of papers and continued to draw the nautical chart on the stone table.

Procne and Philomela entered the stone house with barbecue, bread and wheat porridge, and saw Roy engrossed in painting, completely unaware of their arrival.

The two came to Roy's side to observe for a while before Roy noticed them and stopped painting in embarrassment.

"Princess Procne! Princess Philomela! Thank you for bringing me food."

Procne and Philomela put the food on the stone table, and then Procne looked curiously at the nautical chart drawn by Roy and asked.

"Priest Loy, are you drawing a map on paper? This triangular area looks like our Attica Peninsula."

"Well! What I draw is a map."

Roy said with some embarrassment.

"What I want to draw is a nautical chart of the Mediterranean Sea. Unfortunately, my drawing skills are too bad. Only the Greek region can draw this map well."

Then, Roy took out another drawing paper and said.

"On this map, only the Egyptian region is well drawn, and on the other map, only the Asia Minor peninsula is well drawn. In short, in these maps I drew, only a certain area can be drawn well, and the whole map cannot be regarded as a navigation at all. Figure use."

After observing the nautical chart drawn by Roy for a while, Procne smiled.

"Priest Luoy, can I try to draw this picture?"

"Princess Procne, can you draw pictures?"

Procne shook his head and said.

"Although I haven't learned it, I want to try it."

"Then try it! But I can only let you practice with a piece of paper."

After speaking, Roy handed the brush to Procne, then picked up the food and devoured it.

Procne carefully drew on the paper with a brush. Her expression was so serious that Roy felt that even if he suddenly hugged her waist, she would not be shaken in any way.

After Roy finished eating the barbecue and bread and drinking the porridge, Procne just finished painting.

Looking at the map of the Mediterranean Sea drawn by Procne, Roy widened his eyes in surprise and said in disbelief.

"Princess Procne, haven't you really learned how to draw? I wasted dozens of sheets of paper and didn't draw a good map, yet you finished it in one go."

Seeing Roy's reaction, Procne blushed shyly and said.

"It's really my first time painting. In order to draw this map well, I carefully observed a few pictures you drew."

After speaking, Procne returned the brush to Roy.

Roy immediately put the brush into Procne's hand and said.

"I'll give you the pen, so you can draw! I understand now that no matter how hard a person without talent works, he can't compare to a person with talent."

"Priest Loy! Although I can draw pictures, I don't understand what you know. I also think you are a very powerful person."

Hearing Procne's praise, Roy said with a smile.

"Princess Procne, you can't help but love you, and I really envy the lucky man who will be your husband in the future."

Philomela said dissatisfied at this time.

"I can also draw the pictures my sister draws, let me show you."

After speaking, he grabbed the brush in Procne's hand and began to draw on the paper.

But she looks restless, even if she really has the same talent as Procne, it is impossible to draw a picture for the first time.

really--

When Philomela was finished, her picture was better than Roy's, but it was not at all comparable to Procne's.

Glancing at the picture she drew and the picture drawn by Procne, Philomela threw the brush on the drawing paper angrily and said.

"It's really not fun, drawing pictures is not interesting at all."

fun?

Philomela, a 15-year-old girl, doesn't understand the value of nautical charts at all.

A good nautical chart can make people sailing in the open sea return safely.

A bad nautical chart may kill a sailor sailing in the open sea.

The nautical chart is an important map connected with life, so Roy drew it over and over again, trying to draw an exact nautical chart.

Roy picked up the brush and handed it to Procne, saying sincerely.

"Princess Procne! Nautical charts are really important. I would like to ask you to draw nine more charts for me."

Procne hesitated for a moment, then took the brush.

"If these nautical charts are related to the development of the Athenian tribe, as the leader's daughter, it is my bounden duty to draw these charts well."

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to Philomela, who had a puffy face.

"Princess Philomela! If you think drawing pictures is boring, then I will show you how to play with the compass!"

"The compass you said was made?"

Roy took Philomela to the outside of the stone house and found the maid in charge of grinding the magnet.

Seeing that the maid had already ground the magnet into embroidery needles, Roy said immediately.

"All right! Now you can grind the second lodestone."

Taking the magnet needle from the maid, Roy tied the magnet needle with a long and thin cotton thread, and then let the magnet needle levitate.

Under the surprised eyes of Philomela, the suspended magnet needle swayed automatically, and finally one end of the magnet needle pointed south.

"It looks like this is the needle."

Roy used the dye he had prepared to dye the needle of the magnet needle red, then handed the magnet needle to Philomela and said.

"Princess Philomela! You can try holding this floating compass, no matter which direction you stand, its red needle will point to the south, so its name is the floating compass."

"Is this red needle pointing south no matter which way I'm standing?"

Philomela obviously didn't believe Roy's words, and started experimenting with a suspended compass.

It turned out that what Roy said was true, no matter which direction Philomela stood, the red needle of the floating compass would point south.

Philomela played with the floating compass for a while, then lost interest in the floating compass, and said coquettishly to Roy.

"This compass is not fun! Priest Loy, teach me how to write! I want to learn to write my own name like my sister."

Looking at Philomela's cute and beautiful face, of course Roy couldn't refuse her acting like a baby.

"Then let's go back to the stone house."

Roy got a second brush from the maid who made brushes and toothbrushes, and took Philomela back to the stone house.

The three of them were separated by a stone table. Procne was seriously drawing the nautical chart, and Roy held Philomela's little hand in his right hand, and taught her to write the four characters [Philomela] stroke by stroke.

When Procne finished drawing nine pictures, he saw Roy and Philomela standing together, and Philomela seemed to be leaning on Roy's arms, Procne said with an unhappy expression.

"Priest Loy! Philomela is still a child and ignorant, you should understand that the two of you are not brother and sister, so you should keep a certain distance."

"Uh... sorry!"

Roy backed away from Philomela with a guilty conscience.

Philomela said dissatisfied.

"Sister! Priest Loi hugged you directly yesterday, but you didn't say anything!"

Procne's cheeks flushed immediately, and she glared at Philomela in embarrassment.

"Are you really not afraid that your sister will be angry?"

(End of this chapter)