Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology

Back in the workshop, Vijay was inspecting the anti-counterfeiting measures for the printing of currency.

To combat counterfeiting, a combination of complex designs and special colours, created using multiple dyes, was employed to distinguish genuine notes from counterfeit ones. Security threads and holograms were also integrated into the currency. These holograms, printed on paper, offered an additional layer of protection, visible only under specific lighting conditions.

Metallic threads were woven into the currency during manufacturing, further complicating counterfeiting attempts. Fortunately, advancements in machine tools enabled the mass production of these thin threads, heightening the complexity of counterfeiting.

Furthermore, the Raya-type printing machine utilized in the process could produce raised ink areas on the paper, detectable by touch, thus impeding replication. Additionally, specialized mechanisms installed on the printing press facilitated the printing of intricate patterns and watermarks onto the banknotes, enhancing their security features.

When Vijay was inspecting the coin pressing machine and raya printing machine, something happened in the Royal Palace.

Kavya and Latha Bhai were in the living room, engaged in discussions about new designs for their clothes. Suddenly, Kavya felt a sensation and swiftly made her way towards the bathroom in the palace. Observing this, Latha Bhai felt puzzled, unsure of what had caused Her Majesty the Queen to abruptly leave.

Initially, she considered that it might be an urgent nature call, but Latha quickly dismissed the thought, as she recalled that Her Majesty had already visited the bathroom once during their discussion. Concerned, she decided to follow Kavya to ascertain the reason for her sudden departure.

*Vomit!*

To Latha Bhai’s surprise, when she found Her Majesty, she was not in the bathroom but hunched over near the sink, vomiting. Recognizing that this was not a normal occurrence, Latha quickly informed the old Butler, Ravichandra Rao, about the situation. Upon hearing that Her Majesty the Queen was vomiting, the Butler’s demeanour shifted, indicating concern.

However, amidst the concern, there was also a glimmer of hope for something he had been wishing for all his life. Nevertheless, to confirm the seriousness of the situation, he promptly summoned the royal physician.

The doctor, stationed in the Royal Palace, promptly responded to the call and attended to Kavya. After finishing vomiting, Kavya couldn’t shake off a premonition about what the vomiting might signify. Suppressing any false hopes, she held her breath nervously as her heart rate surged. She complied quickly with the royal physician’s request and underwent various tests.

After conducting numerous tests, the royal physician wore a smile as he turned to Ravichandra Rao and delivered the news, "Her Majesty the Queen is pregnant with a child."

"Wahhhhh!"

Kavya, upon hearing the confirmation she had been waiting for all her life, felt her legs give out as she crumbled to the ground, tears welling up in her eyes as they slowly streamed down her face. She had finally done it. She had thought that having children for her was impossible and that her life would end like this.

She even considered herself a curse upon Vijay and had almost suggested to him that he marry another wife. But thankfully, God had finally shown his kind look towards her. She lay on the ground, hugging her legs tightly, crying both sad and happy tears. Latha Bhai, who saw Her Majesty the Queen like this, couldn’t help but get closer and hug her.

Although in normal times this could be considered rude, she felt like the Queen needed the hug now more than ever.

"There is finally an heir to the emperor."

Upon hearing the confirmation, Butler Ravichandra was also overcome with happiness, tears streaming down his face.

He had faithfully served the Deva Raya family for a long time, witnessing the bravery of His Majesty the Emperor of the Vijayanagar Empire, Sriranga Deva Raya, and seeing his beloved son the crown Prince Vijay Deva Raya grow up before his eyes, taking the family’s legacy to new heights and establishing his own empire.

Ravichandra had found fulfilment in serving the family, but the concern over the heir had always lingered. Now, with the news of the Queen’s pregnancy, that concern was finally alleviated. Witnessing the birth of the little Prince of a large and powerful empire under his very own care, Ravichandra couldn’t ask for more. He joined his hands in thanks to the gods, expressing his gratitude with fervour.

After composing himself, Ravichandra generously rewarded the royal physician with a lot of gold coins as a token of appreciation and sent him away with happiness.

The news about Kavya’s pregnancy quickly circulated in the Royal Palace and among the elites of the empire, The Empire rejoiced.

As for Vijay, who was far away, he learned about the news a little slowly but eventually got to know about it. As soon as he heard about his impending fatherhood, he stood there in stunned silence. His subjects around him who heard the news were very happy and repeatedly congratulated him, but Vijay couldn’t hear any of their voices.

He was in a strange state, feeling like his connection with the world had become stronger. He had never felt this way, not even in his last life, because he had never had a wife or a child before. He couldn’t identify this feeling, but he knew it represented his new responsibility towards a young life in this world.

For the first time, Vijay felt nervous and uncertain if he was truly ready for this role. Yet, amidst the uncertainty, he also felt a profound sense of happiness and delight at the prospect of becoming a father. He yearned to experience this new chapter of life, eager to understand what it meant to nurture and love a child.

As Vijay concluded his inspection, he swiftly boarded a carriage to return to the royal capital. Along the streets of the empire, word of the impending arrival of an heir had spread, igniting celebrations among the people. Despite the governance system Vijay had implemented, which decentralized power within the empire, the significance of having an heir was not lost on the populace.

For the people, the presence of an heir symbolized stability and continuity, reassuring them even in the presence of the elected government. However, this new development was still met with some apprehension, as is often the case with change. Yet, the prospect of a future monarch brought a sense of hope and anticipation to the hearts of many.

Spontaneously, colours and water filled the streets of the empire, transforming them into a scene reminiscent of the joyous holy celebrations observed in the north.

Vijay, as soon as he arrived at the palace, hugged Kavya tightly and kissed her deeply. The people who were around them quickly left to give the couple some privacy. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Thank you, thank you very much, thank you, thank you, thank you," Vijay expressed his gratitude between kisses.

Kavya reciprocated the affection, accepting the kisses with a happy expression on her face.

Vijay gently touched Kavya’s belly with a delicate touch, feeling the place where their child was residing. Drawing closer to her stomach, he uttered some words, "Grow up healthy and strong, little one." Although Vijay knew as a scientific person that the baby couldn’t understand his words, it was his parental heart that prompted him to say these things.

The couple spent a few moments in each other’s embrace, revelling in the joy of impending parenthood. However, their happy atmosphere was short-lived, as an urgent message from the Mughal Empire reached the Royal Capital.

Upon Reading the top-secret document, Roshan, the head of Bharatiya External Pragya, became serious and personally came to the Royal Palace to convey the message.

Vijay, upon being made aware of Roshan’s presence, quickly went to him to inquire about what had happened, knowing that Roshan would not meet him in such a fashion if it weren’t for something important.

"Your Majesty, the Mughal Empire has attacked the North Himalayan Hindu kingdoms. The situation is looking dire as these kingdoms are almost conquered," Roshan reported.

"What?" Vijay exclaimed, taken aback by the sudden news. He hadn’t received any prior information about what was happening.

"How did this happen, Why have I not received any warning about this ?" Vijay asked, his expression turning grim.

"Your Majesty, the news about this attack was very well concealed. The Mughal Empire used a lot of diversion tactics to divert our attention elsewhere. Three months ago, they declared that they would prepare to attack Tibet and stationed a lot of military in the Kashmir region. This news was carefully circulated among the military and civilian population of the Mughal Empire, so we were fooled.

Hence, we did not make any preparations as we considered that attacking Tibet was not an easy task and it was almost impossible to conquer it. But suddenly, contrary to our expectations and even the expectations of the Mughal elites themselves, the army stationed in the Kashmir region didn’t attack Tibet but instead moved towards the Himalayan kingdoms in the north. "

He continued,

"Within a few days, reinforcements also poured in, sealing their dominance over these kingdoms. We wanted to intervene, but unfortunately, the Mughal Empire had prepared too much ammunition and firepower to take these small kingdoms. Perhaps they learned their lesson from the war against the Ahom kingdom and didn’t want to give us a chance to intervene," Roshan explained.

Vijay’s expression darkened as he listened to Roshan’s report. If it was true, the Mughal Empire could pose a threat to the empire again in a very short time. After securing the northern border, the Mughal Empire would have increased its strategic depth until the Himalayan Mountains, making it almost impossible to wipe out. Vijay did not want to see this happen.

The longer the Mughal Empire exists, the harder it is to destroy, and the longer it exists, the more threat it poses to the Dakshin Bharathiya Empire.

"This can’t go on," Vijay said firmly.

Without wasting any time, he arranged a court summons for everyone in the government and military.

"The Mughal Empire has been unruly for too long, bullying smaller kingdoms and oppressing the people of our Motherland. We were weak, hence we have tolerated this invader for long enough. Now, we are no longer divided; we are a united and strong empire, capable of taking on the Mughals. Countless lives have been lost under the boots of the Mughal Empire.

Our holy sites were decimated, our temples destroyed, our faith humiliated, our culture belittled, our gods demonized, and our people forced to convert. How long will we allow this to happen?" Vijay roared, his voice louder than ever.

"We will not stand for it!" The military generals attending the summons roared in response.

"How long will you let these Turkic nomads try to destroy our civilization?"

"We will not bear it!"

"How long will you allow them to plunder the wealth of our majestic and sacred lands?"

"We will not tolerate it!"

"Yes, we will no longer stand for the existence of the Mughal Empire. We will no longer tolerate its presence, and we will no longer allow it to remain. As the Emperor of the Dakshin Bhartiya Empire, I declare to all my subjects and citizens of the empire: I will eradicate the Mughal Empire from the face of this world. I will ensure that the Mughal Empire is no more.

I will reunite Bharat once again and I will grant freedom to all the subjects of our civilization."

Hearing this speech, the military generals clenched their fists as their blood raged in preparedness. They knew His Majesty was going to declare war on the Mughal Empire now.

The politicians were worried about the implications this war would bring, but they could not deny His Majesty’s will.

"I, the Emperor of Dakshin Bhartiya Empire, Vijay Deva Raya, declare that we are henceforth at war with the Mughal Empire. An emergency will be declared, and the Empire will transition into military economy mode until the war is over."

"For Akand Bharat!"

Vijay shouted as he drew his Talwar from his waist and pointed it towards the North, where the Mughal Empire lay.

"For Akand Bharat!"

His subjects, both military professionals and politicians, drew their weapons and pointed them towards the north, roaring loudly as they geared up for war.

The military machine of the Dakshin Bhartiya Empire started preparing, the gears turned, and the chariot of war began to move. But this chariot did not merely seek victory in battle; it sought to slaughter everyone in its wake, to obliterate the enemy from the face of the Earth.

P.S. Whew, Finally Vol 3 Fin