Release that Witch - Chapter 27

[Chapter 27]

The weather was getting colder every day, and Roland got up later every day.

As the ruling class, he certainly has the right to sleep late.

Especially the big bed with three layers of velvet blankets. When he lay down, his whole body would be surrounded by softness, which further aggravated his sleepiness.

When Roland finished washing and walked into the office, Nightingale was already there waiting for him.

“Here, I ate half of your breakfast while it was hot, and now it’s cold,” she nodded at the plate of bread that was half missing on the table, as if she was the owner of the place.

“Has no one taught you that you should remain humble in front of the prince?” Roland reached out and pushed the plate away, and sat back at the desk. “I remember you were very polite at the beginning.”

He sighed from the bottom of his heart, he really didn’t realize that this guy was an acquaintance, instead of staying with Anna, he came here to hang out by himself.

She used to hide her figure before, but now as long as there are no outsiders around, she just wanders around the office openly without even wearing a hood.

“Like this?” She jumped off the table and bowed in an impeccable aristocratic salute, “You’ve been getting up late lately, I think breakfast is still left, so I can help you out a little bit. Your Highness “She leaned closer to Roland, “you don’t care anyway, right? And you don’t like those cumbersome etiquettes, I can see that.”

Do you guys have heavenly eyes, Roland slandered, can you tell?

He sighed, “It’s up to you, but after you have breakfast, you can finish it. If I want to eat, I will order another one.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” She smiled lightly, picked up the dinner plate and ran away.

Roland spread out a blank piece of parchment, ready to complete the half-drawn design yesterday.

If they want to defend Border Town, the battle after winter cannot be a miserable victory.

Although an army that has not seen blood is not a qualified army, Roland is worried that if a large loss occurs, this group of short-term trained people will not have the courage to stand on the city wall.

He needs a cross-age weapon to gain an absolute advantage over evil beasts.

There is no doubt that it is the musket.

In fact, this era already has all the conditions for the emergence of muskets.

Alchemists often configure something called snow powder, which is used as a salute in court ceremonies.

This thing is gunpowder with the wrong formula. It burns slowly, and most of it can only hear a sound when it is put into a copper tube.

In about another hundred years, the prototype of the musket – the Huomen gun will appear.

Because of the cumbersome operation of this kind of firearm, two people are required to cooperate to complete the loading and shooting action. Generally, it can only be used as a single-shot weapon.

And its rate of fire and power are not as good as a well-trained archer.

Of course, Roland was not interested in repeating history. Like steam engines, he could use the abilities of witches to create muskets with practical value.

“I looked at the order on the table when you didn’t come.” Nightingale swallowed the last piece of bread, and asked casually, “What are you planning to buy so much ice mango? Wouldn’t it be okay to leave it outside for one night?”

The upper class aristocrats like to make ice with ice mango, that is, saltpeter, in summer, and then cool down milk, wine or fruit juice to enjoy.

Thanks to the season, the price of buying saltpeter is very low now.

“To make iced cheese, the temperature is not low enough now, it needs to be frozen,” Roland said flickeringly.

Although the woman in front of her was not an enemy, she was not as knowledgeable as Anna.

Unlike steam engines, muskets don’t have too many technical barriers. Once they spread, it will obviously be detrimental to their farming plans.

Before finding out her details, it’s better to hide some things first.

Thinking of this, he tentatively asked, “In addition to searching for the holy mountain, is the Witches’ Alliance also responsible for training killers?”

“No, they’re just a group of poor people who got together for their dreams,” Nightingale waved her hand. “It’s only in the past two years that I joined the co-help.”

“That is to say, you were working for someone else before?” Roland confirmed her beautiful throwing skills without anyone’s guidance and years of hard work. “There are other people besides me.” Are you willing to take in witches?”

“Accept?” Nightingale’s expression became a little strange, “How is it possible… If he knew that I would become a witch, he would not even let me in the gate. He was secretly executed.”

“Oh? Can you tell me about it?”

Nightingale shook her head with a smile, but this time there was more ambiguous emotion in her smile, “Your Highness, I will tell you when the time is right. I know what you are worried about. Please rest assured that I am on 5 I was free years ago, and I no longer need to work for anyone.”

She failed the negotiation check, so it seems that her Charm attribute is not high… But her answer also confirmed her thoughts from the side – at least five years ago, she had done some shady things for someone.

Fortunately, his use of Nightingale seems to have come from a coincidence, rather than planning to recruit witches on a large scale like himself.

Roland didn’t ask any more questions, and continued to draw his own blueprint with his head down.

To his slight surprise, Nightingale, who usually tends to be close to her, became quiet at this moment, and only the sound of the fire burning was left in the room.

When Roland raised his head and moved his numb neck, she was nowhere to be seen in the office.

“You don’t even say hello when you leave,” he muttered, folded the parchment in his hand, and put it in his close-fitting pocket.

After a few days of busy work, with this drawing, the design of the weapon—or the replica, it was all completed.

It was the famous flintlock that he was going to make.

This weapon has been tested by history, and its production difficulty is similar to that of an arquebus. It is equipped with primer in the back and lead pellets in the front. Its rate of fire can approach three rounds per minute, which is more than enough to deal with mutant beasts with no IQ at all.

Most animals can’t climb walls, so the shooting distance is about the height from the top of the wall to the ground, or twelve feet.

Even if you use your feet to aim at this distance, you will not miss the target, and the initial velocity of the bullet hardly decreases. As long as the evil beast does not evolve a skin harder than steel, it can basically kill it with one shot.

The downside to flintlock guns is crafting time.

At the beginning, it was the same as the matchlock gun, which was hammered by craftsmen one by one. From the barrel to the trigger, it took about three months to make the whole gun.

Among them, the barrel is the big head, and the iron sheet has to be knocked into a round tube shape, and the iron powder is used to make a living, and then the bore is drilled and rifled.

Although no precise instruments are used, the craftsman must be skilled in order to make a qualified barrel.

This is why Roland first built a steam engine.

With the steam engine, he can use the steel drill bit to directly drill the gun chamber on the solid iron rod, so that the production speed can be greatly improved, and it does not require skilled craftsmen to operate it, only a workbench that can fix the iron rod is needed That’s it.

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