Utopia

"My Lord Marquis, we can't stop the attack of the eyeless people. And the minotaur warriors behind them are also coming!"

"I can see it! Concentrate your firepower and kill these minotaurs! Even if you accidentally hit your own people, you must kill them first! I don't believe that they will cast bulletproof spells on themselves like that assassin!"

"Yes."

But are the minotaur warriors so easy to deal with?

So, in the open space outside the palace wall, more coup soldiers were shot and killed by the cavemen with Tobin's rifles in their hands than the cavemen who were knocked to the ground by the matchlocks.

The one-to-two casualties were simply torture and suffering for Waltz, who was facing two-sided attacks and could not advance or retreat.

Especially when the minotaur warriors, who were originally quite active, relied on the cover of the city's buildings at this time and fired at him together with the cavemen.

At the same time, he also discovered that in addition to the double-edged battle axes used to chop people, these minotaurs also had a small firearm in their hands that could fire several bullets.

Because compared to the caveman who needs to pull the handle below to fire a gun, the minotaur's gun is like pouring water, constantly harvesting the lives of his men.

Obviously, the Golson Kingdom and the entire Kahn Empire, which are far behind in the development of gunpowder weapons, can only make heavy and inconvenient matchlock guns or flintlock guns that almost no one cares about. They have no concept of modern firearms that are quite mature in the Kingdom of Nigan and even the Old Continent.

In the eyes of native nobles like Waltz, the Tor submachine gun that the minotaur warriors are accustomed to using is more powerful than some staffs that can continuously fire spell rays.

In particular, this empty gun weighs 2.8 kg, has a total length of 72 mm, a barrel length of 33 mm, 3 rounds of magazine feeding, and 5 rounds per minute. [To be honest, I've been using it recently, both Android and Apple are available.] The firepower seems not strong, but the bullets fired are 9×33mm pistol bullets. As a result, this leads to a reality that makes Waltz quite uncomfortable.

The low wall bunkers that these coup soldiers are looking for are not reliable at all. Within a distance of 5 [To be honest, I've been using it recently, both Android and Apple are available.], the powerful kinetic energy of the 9×33mm pistol bullet is enough to make the outer wall of the palace, which is not made of very strong materials and is only three palms thick, full of holes. In addition, the matchlock guns used by most of his soldiers had a too slow shooting speed and were best reloaded while standing...

"My Lord Marquis, surrender. Although you will definitely not survive, your soldiers..."

"Shut up, you assassin who killed my family and burned my house! Isn't it because of you that I am where I am today? What did our Dainost family offend you for?"

"Not that I was offended, but you should know what the consequences of your family's activities will be."

"You!"

The more urgent the battle situation was and the more he was at a disadvantage, Waltz felt indignant when he heard the cold words of the black-haired, orange-eyed, white-skinned assassin who suddenly appeared behind him.

Yes.

In order to ensure his ruling position, his little friend the king and the ministers who gave him and even Padsefino Golson advice would rather invite wolves into the house and rely on the mercenaries and assassins of the Kingdom of Negan to ensure their own safety and power.

But this will only make the Kingdom of Golson fall into an abyss of no return, heading towards the same end as the Principality of Aken.

So starting from his father, it was through planting another kind of green plant to make hemp, which is more powerful than simple green paste.

Of course, his father knew better than anyone what kind of harm hemp was, and as a son, he knew what this drug that could bring huge profits was. After all, a successful drug dealer would never take drugs himself, and would only rely on the profits brought by drugs to do more business.

"Moreover, your family is quite smart. You found that there is a kind of hemp seed among the materials we export. After planting and processing, it can be made into the hemp you need. Not bad, not bad. Even if it is not the employer's request, I hope you die quickly. After all, we in Kale cannot accept anyone openly selling drugs to us."

Facing this female dark elf assassin who is proud of her face and figure, Waltz Denost couldn't help but want to draw his sword and kill her directly.

But Manlianso was cut in the throat by her backhand sword, and his blood splattered five steps away and he died, which made him dare not draw his sword easily.

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No wonder this assassin who killed his parents and burned down his house dared to act alone.

Without some strength, how could he become an assassin? How could he kill Manlianso, a loyal swordsman with first-class swordsmanship, with one sword?

But selling...what does this have to do with him?

As long as there is demand in this world, there will inevitably be merchants to sell it, and there will be places to produce it in large quantities.

"Waltz, surrender. I, I can guarantee the safety of your family members."

As the sound of gunfire and artillery became more and more sparse, Waltz, who had failed the coup and witnessed a large number of his men falling to the ground and died, saw his little friend, Michael Golson, with a group of ministers who had obviously come to watch the show. Surround him.

"McCha, do you know that this female Dark Elf..."

"I know. But we have no choice."

With just such a sentence, Waltz went from shock to bitterness, and the expression on his face was suddenly filled with understanding.

"Lord Marquis, to be honest, in my eyes, you are just a target that needs to be cleaned up. My employer has a lot of objections to you."

"Assassin, who is your employer? It shouldn't be Mike Cha, right?"

"How is that possible? So far, no one in your Galson Kingdom has the capital to hire me. Even if your kingdom uses up every penny in your treasury, it is impossible for me to work for you."

"You! Hiss... cold..."

Uh-huh!

In front of everyone in the Golson Kingdom, the female Karai assassin with black hair, orange eyes and white skin once again killed him with one strike, slitting Waltz Denoste's throat with a sharp blade on the spot.

"mission completed."

"So...someone, take it down."

"McCha, you didn't even say it was a pleasure to cooperate, but you fell out so quickly, right? Do you think I'm not capable of destroying the Golson family?"

"You are too dangerous and powerful. If your employer hadn't sent a special envoy to lobby and give our kingdom some trade concessions, how could I have let you, a killer who assassinated the church in front of my father and killed many villages and towns many times, step into the palace? ?”

Even though he knew he couldn't defeat him, King Maccha, who was quite defensive, drew his sword just in case.