Chapter 53
Time flies, and a week has passed in a blink of an eye.

These days, apart from helping Butler Karen manage some Stormwind City affairs, Allen spends the rest of his time perfecting gunpowder.

After his hard work and various part-time jobs, he has now made gunpowder that can be used to make bullets and ammunition, and he also asked Madoran to arrange for someone to make the shell of the bullet. Because of the material problem, he did not Didn't do much, just made a little bit to prepare for the experiment.

"My lord, my lord..." At this moment, a little dwarf hurried up to Alan, followed by the newly recruited servant of the mansion.

Because there are a lot of things going on in the City Lord's Mansion right now, Karen specifically asked for instructions and recruited some idle people from the city to work as servants in the City Lord's Mansion.

"What's wrong with the little hammer, if you have anything to say, talk slowly." Allen picked up a bowl of undrinked water on the table, and handed it to the dwarf. He also knew this dwarf, and he was an assistant of Madoran when he was blacksmithing. Because his strength is much smaller than that of dwarves, everyone calls him Little Hammer.

Little Hammer gasped and drank the tea that Allen handed over at once. He said, "Master City Master, the patriarch asked me to send a letter. What kind of fire do you want... fire." At this time, Little Hammer seemed to have forgotten Like a certain word, he lowered his head and touched his head repeatedly chanting.

"Musket?" Allen prompted.

"That's right, it's the musket. The patriarch said that the first musket you want has been cast, and the patriarch asked me to invite you over." Little Hammer clapped his hands excitedly as if he was happy to remember it.

However, when Little Hammer raised his head, he found that the city lord who was in front of his eyes had long since disappeared.

He looked around strangely, and asked the servant on the side: "Where is the city lord, I just saw him in front of me?"

The servant pointed to the door and said, "When you spoke just now, the city lord had already run out, and he also said that he would go there first."

Xiao Hammer felt that his mouth was still a little thirsty, so he picked up the kettle on the table and poured some water, took a sip, and said curiously: "Isn't it just a weapon, the city lord must be so anxious."

When Allen ran to the small forging yard, he saw the dwarves busy with each other. He pulled a dwarf and asked, "Where is your patriarch Madoran? Take me there."

The dwarf caught by Alan pointed to a closed room in the yard and said, "My lord, the patriarch has been in that room all the time. He ordered that none of us can enter without his order."

"That's it, well, go and do your own thing." Allen let go of the dwarf and walked towards the house.

Looking at the closed door, he knocked a few times.

"Why, didn't I say I'm fine and don't bother me." Madoran's roar came from inside.

"Madolan is me." Allen responded.

There were footsteps in the room, and soon the door opened, and the shirtless Madoran stood inside and stretched out his hand to ask Alan to come in: "Master, you are here, sorry, I didn't know it was you, Little Hammer What about that kid, didn’t I tell him you’re here, just push the door and come in.”

"It's okay, it's okay. You said the musket is ready, where is it?" Allen walked into the door and looked at a stove that was still burning in the middle. The temperature in this room was much higher than outside, and it was a bit messy.

"Sorry, this room is a bit hot. The musket you want is here." Madoran walked to a table in the room, and there was something like a black stick on it.

Allen took the musket from Madoran, held it in his hand, and looked it over carefully. This shape is indeed a bit unflattering, but Allen doesn't care much about it. He just wants to know whether this thing can be fired.

"My lord, is this stick-like thing really a weapon?" Madoran made this thing himself, although some of its designs surprised him a bit.But he still couldn't believe that there was something magical about this iron rod-like thing.

"Well, you'll find out later, let's experiment with this weapon now. Do you have a black cloth here, wrap this thing up first," Allen said.

"Yes." With that said, Allen and the others began to prepare.

This time, because they wanted to experiment with muskets, they needed a lot of range, so they chose to go outside the city. Allen specially called Karl, and he ordered Karl to arrange soldiers to block off this area.

There are also several scarecrows at different distances arranged in the distance, but this scarecrow is wearing armor.

Allen looked at the things on his body, and after making sure that nothing was missing, he ordered Karma Doran to take a few steps back.

"My lord, why don't you let me come." Karl yelled worriedly.

"Let you come, you won't." Allen looked at the musket in his hand. The setting of this musket is indeed not similar to the guns on the earth. I don't know how powerful it is.

Allen recalled the instructions on the musket blueprint, as long as he followed the instructions on it, he should be right.

Just in case, Allen specifically confessed to Bobo in his heart, and when he shot himself later, he would use its power to protect himself in case any accident happened.

Allen took a deep breath, put his left hand on the body of the gun, and gently pulled the handle at the end of the gun with his right hand to open a magazine, and Allen took out the bullets he had prepared and put them in.

After that, he pushed the handle back hard again.

Kazi
Allen heard the sound that seemed to be the end of reloading. He raised the musket to the position where his eyes could be looked at, and his finger was on the trigger.

Allen aimed at the nearest target in front of him. He took a deep breath to calm down his nervousness, and slowly pressed the phone on the trigger.

Snapped

A sudden sound broke the tranquility here, like a thunderbolt, everyone else was startled by the sudden sound, Carl was better because the sound was much quieter than the explosion of the explosive package before.

Allen felt that his arms and shoulders were about to be shaken. Allen put down the gun and shook his right arm.

"My lord, this is..." Madoran ran over, looking at the scene in the distance in shock.

Allen also looked over, and a big hole was blasted in the middle of the scarecrow's armor at a distance of 50 meters. When he looked closely, it was actually pierced through.

Madoran ran over excitedly. He looked at the pierced armor several times, and finally got it to Alan's side. He looked at the musket in Alan's hand in disbelief.

Allen didn't expect the power of this musket to be so amazing: "How do you feel about this?"

Carl looked at the armor, looked at the iron rod-like thing in Allen's hand, and stammered, "This...this...could it be...the weapon of God."

Hearing Carl's answer, Allen almost laughed and twitched. There is no way that people in this world like to throw things that are beyond their understanding on God.

However, Madoran was different, he made this musket with his own hands, he clearly knew that it was just a combination of some relatively delicate iron parts, yet it was able to explode with such power.

"My lord, what kind of weapon is this musket? It can penetrate armor 50 meters away so effortlessly. I didn't even see what happened. If you didn't know magic, I thought you What kind of powerful magic did you use!" Madoran still couldn't believe it.

Allen said with a smile: "You go back first, wait for me to complete the next experiment, let's discuss these issues, shall we?"

(End of this chapter)

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