"There are many lies," said Nightingale as he returned to his office after Roland had dealt with the alchemist's business, "what ancient book from four hundred and fifty years ago, "Elementary Chemistry, wasn't it a textbook that you wrote to memorize the scrolls?

"It's just a white lie," Roland took a sip of tea as he picked up his cup - since Margaery, a merchant in the royal capital, gave him a pack of black tea, he could finally say goodbye to the days of drinking boiled water or ale every day, "how can a prince in the royal palace know much about alchemy, and if so, it is also from the teachings of the alchemist of the royal capital." It is easier to accept to give him a textbook to study on his own than it is for me to teach alchemy, after all, what people believe in the most is always themselves. ”

"Oh?" said the nightingale, leaning down suddenly and leaning in front of Roland, "and who taught you your knowledge?"

"Uh......" As soon as Roland opened his mouth, the nightingale pressed his fingers, "if you don't want to say it, don't say it." I don't want to hear you lie. ”

He blinked, and the other man withdrew his hand.

"With five days left before the competition," Roland took the opportunity to change the subject, "we need to let Carter familiarize himself with the operation of the new weapon in advance." ”

"But didn't you say that the ammunition problem is not yet resolved?"

"Cotton wool only affects its practical use. If it's just to prepare for the competition, you can still shoot one round at each gun. After all, there is no need to think about transporting bullets and reloading during the competition, ten rounds are enough to get a result," Roland said. Of course, the problem of the drop in firing rate due to the lack of cotton is a probability event, which can only be decided by God and Carter's face.

West of the town's walls.

Carter arrives at the previous explosives test site and accepts a new assignment from Roland.

"Fighting a witch?" the chief knight was stunned, "can I wear the Divine Punishment Stone?"

"Of course," Roland smiled, "but you're dealing with a special witch, the Punishment Stone doesn't work against her, and she fights in a similar way to a samurai, attacking with a great sword. ”

"You mean, she's a witch who specializes in melee combat?" Carter glanced at the nightingale beside Roland.

"It's pretty much the same, but because her ability is to strengthen herself, she is far beyond ordinary people in terms of strength and speed. "You have to be mentally prepared that the opponent's physical fitness is probably several times higher than that of the death row prisoner who used to test the pills." ”

"Several times higher...... Your Highness, do you know what that means?" Carter's eyes widened, "It's likely that even if I observed her movements, my body wouldn't be able to keep up with the reaction. If she's as strong as you say, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat her. ”

"Theoretically, your odds of winning are zero," the prince handed over a strange-looking firearm, "but with this, your chances of winning will be greatly improved." ”

"It's ...... New muskets?" Carter took with both hands—for the trigger and barrel were so similar to flintlock pistols that the knight judged that they should be of the same weapon. It was small, heavy in the hand, and a few points heavier than a flintlock rifle. What is particularly striking is that except for the wood at the grip, the entire body of the gun is made of metal, and the smooth lines and corners, as well as the off-white metallic luster, have an indescribable beauty.

Carter fell in love with the weapon almost instantly.

"It's called a revolver," Roland pulled out another weapon of the same shape, and popped out a beehive-like wheel to the left, "Now I'll teach you how to use it." ”

Carter soon discovered that it was simpler to operate than a flintlock pistol, and that the projectile and gunpowder were already connected and could be fired by simply loading the middle runner. There are a total of five holes in the revolver, which allows it to be loaded with five rounds of ammunition at once, which is probably why it is called a revolver. There is a small hole in the rear of the pistol corresponding to the revolver, and as soon as the trigger is pulled, sparks will burst out of the hole and make a grinding sound. Maybe there's a flint hidden in it, he thought. However, the design of this bullet is also too exquisite, the light yellow shell is probably made of thin copper plate, and the whole body is perfectly round, and the whole body is smooth, and there is no trace of joint gaps. How is it possible to make the bullet as thin at the front and as thick at the back, and the tail as thick as the index finger, which can fit the nest hole with extreme precision?

"It's unfinished, so you'll always have to watch out for the opening at the bottom of the bullet," Roland made a shooting motion, "like me, with the muzzle slightly down, so that the gunpowder doesn't leak out of the opening." After each shot, clean the nest of bullets in the runner to avoid the accumulation of scattered gunpowder in the holes. ”

"Unfinished?"

"Yes," the prince shrugged, "there is one more key technology to be solved, and if all goes well, you may be able to catch up before the competition." The opening at the bottom of the bullet will be sealed, and you won't have to worry about leaking medicine anymore. Let's try target shooting first. ”

If the bottom is sealed, how can the gunpowder inside the bullet be ignited? Carter thought about it for a moment and decided to give up thinking about this seemingly impossible problem, after all, he was not as well-informed and knowledgeable as His Highness.

That's right, it's erudite. Carter has now admired His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, whether it is a court scholar, an alchemist or an astrologer, no one can invent so many strange things like His Royal Highness, and these things have extremely high use value, unlike inventions such as snow powder and manned kites, which can only be reduced to the toys of nobles. The steam generator invented by His Highness has been used in the mines to transport ore and pump water, and muskets and artillery have repelled the allied forces of the evil beasts and the dukes. Now Carter is convinced that in time, it will be His Royal Highness Roland Wimbledon who will ascend to the throne of the Grey Keep.

The target stood fifteen meters away, a humanoid target the size of a palm. He followed the two-handed gun method taught by His Highness, turned his body slightly, let the barrel of the gun be aimed at the target, and pulled the trigger.

Sparks and gas erupted from both sides of the wheel, and the loud sound made his ears hurt, and he felt as if someone had pushed him, and his wrist unconsciously lifted upward. When the smoke cleared, the target appeared intact.

"Go on. Roland said.

Carter took a deep breath and fired the remaining four bullets, only to have none on target.

"It's ......," Carter looked at His Royal Highness the Prince, who didn't seem to care.

"Due to the short barrel, the range and accuracy of the pistol are not as good as that of the rifle, and it is very normal to miss the target. Plus the caliber of the bullet is close to twelve millimeters, and the recoil is also much greater than that of a flintlock pistol. He began to say Carter's incomprehensible words again, "Anyway, you practice the way I said, and before you compete, you must be able to hit the target with five shots before you have a chance to win." That's right...... Don't forget to collect the shells, they can be used many times after reloading. (To be continued.) )