Chapter 215: Ambush at palace
After the duel with Mathew, Aditya and his group proceeded to his office for further discussions regarding the production of plate armor. Aditya finished his lunch there, using the time to review the designs and make some critical decisions.
He directed that the plate armor design be customized based on ranks. Higher-ranking soldiers would receive full-body plate armor, while foot soldiers would be equipped with a combination of chain mail for the limbs and plate armor for the chest and shoulders.
This would alone replace the leather armor of imperial foot soldiers and improve the standards tenfold. Needless to say, when lower ranks get a customized mix of chain mail and plate armor, they would definitely feel the difference and strive harder to promote.
And most importantly, he could skip the prying eyes who may question the sudden availability of abundant steel. Since Aditya wanted to bide his time until he upgraded his army technology, this was the best thing he could do.
After finalizing the armor designs, Aditya assured Mathew that he would convince his grandfather, Chandrashekar, about the deal and share profits on the ratio as discussed before.
After reaching the palace, it was already evening, and he decided to meet with Acharya Raghunath, with whom he had a prior meeting.
He turned to Bheem, who had been accompanying him as his royal guard. "I am going to the guest hall. Tell Hari Singh to bring Acharya and his disciples. I will be waiting."
Bheem replied with a bow, "As you say, Your Highness," and took his leave.
Aditya passed through labyrinthine corridors and reached straight to the guest chamber, which now served as a session meeting room where he last time had given the notes about the periodic table and basic chemistry fundamentals.
As he approached the chamber, he recalled that he still needed to establish a printing press. There was a pressing need to print copies of books, and he made a mental note to address this before leaving for his southern expedition.
After entering the guest hall, he was dumbfounded. Acharya and his disciples were already present. They stood up in respect to greet him.
Like any other hall, it had a grand table surrounded by chairs, all of which were occupied except for one, which was reserved for him.