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Another World’s Heavenly Fire_2 “Yes, it used to require that much ti, but I also helped, didn’t I?”
Little Count Sheron flashed a grin.
She proudly patted her chest, befitting her status as an ace student, and said,
“He only provided unique ideas and reference designs for to use.
The work of modifying the small machines sent by the Blood Covenant Knight Order was all done by , and to tell the truth, it wasn’t difficult.
The overall design concepts of firearms of two different styles are consistent; it’s just that they have different activation chanisms due to the entirely different ammunition they use.
In such cases, it’s only necessary to make minor adjustnts to certain parts of the production line.
However, bullet production is still a problem.
Even though I’ve made great efforts to improve the spherical bullet production line, the current output is nowhere near where it needs to be.”
“So you’re saying that I can soon have many rifles from another world, but my soldiers will have to be frugal with their bullets?”
Murphy asked.
The Little Count Sheron following behind him nodded vigorously and said,
“Yes, until we get our hands on a more advanced production line with a larger output and finish its transformation, your soldiers won’t be able to enjoy live-fire shooting to their hearts’ content.
It’s an issue that can’t be solved with clever tricks, only with the return of the stolen production lines by the Cape Family can we make further plans.”
“Well, those things are already on their way.”
Murphy comforted her,
“I received a ssage from the Cape Family yesterday.
They’ve assigned a noble lady to take full charge of setting up and launching the production line in Transylvania.
As for you, I plan to appoint you as the head of my first arms factory.”
“?
I’m not up for that.”
Little dwarf Sheron spread her blood wings to hover in the air, following Murphy forward.
She waved her hands and explained,
“I have already accepted an invitation from the ‘Scarlet Hamr Sickle Group.’ In a few days, I’ll be joining your warriors to return to the Ruins of West Coker City.
They’ll be treasure hunting there, and I’ll be trying to recover so things I left behind when I fled, as well as so ancestral possessions of the Xikeier Family left in the city.
Just in ti, Uncle Valande has recruited more than a hundred new knight recruits.
He will join in taking the recruits to the plains of West Coba’s Earldom for a horseback riding training session for new soldiers.
I estimate that this process will take at least half a month, at most one month.
We will be back before the first snowfall, so I suggest you appoint soone else you trust to manage the arms factory for you.
In fact, I think my apprentice, Mr.
Loyalty, would be quite good.
He has many incredible ideas.
He also has a profound understanding of weapons from another world and is extrely talented in steam engineering, learning these skills much faster than I did in my ti.
Most importantly, he is very loyal!”
Little Sheron shook her head and said,
“I think a person who includes ‘Loyalty’ in his own na would be eager to take on more responsibilities.”
“He is indeed very loyal.”
Murphy muttered under his breath,
“But I feel that his loyalty might not necessarily be to Transylvania…
Nevertheless, you make a good point.
If we are to base our army’s strength on weapons from another world, it would be highly appropriate to appoint a master of such weapons as the head.
I will consider your suggestion.”
The two of them left the Blood Eagle Corridor, engaged in their back-and-forth conversation, and headed toward an open area just outside the city’s encampnt.
Compared to the young lady who had only recently started changing her personality, Little Sheron seed quite familiar with everything.
This may very well be related to her experiences over the past two years; being with this optimistic and strong little one always seed to lighten Murphy’s mood.
Their current posture resembled that of an older brother taking his little sister out for a spring outing.
Not only did Murphy feel this way, but Little Sheron also found this pleasant interaction very different from the cold deanor of the vampires she had imagined previously.
Perhaps it was because Murphy and Cui Si were both good vampires?
She always felt that in her struggle to survive, she encountered all sorts of strange things.
Today, Crimson Castle was under a heavy overcast sky.
Layers of fog blocked out the sunlight, sparing Murphy and Little Sheron from the tornt of the sun and allowing them to fly swiftly under the dim daylight.
By the ti Murphy and Sheron arrived, Lady Adel and Maxim were already testing the “sample weapons” provided by Mr.
Loyalty.
Mr.
Loyalty was in every way a colourful character.
Even when he was part of the Appetite Relief Party, Murphy had noticed the restless side of his personality hidden beneath.
Ever since he entered this circle, he was tireless on the forums, fervently discussing exciting topics with other “enthusiasts,” the likes of which would not pass muster in most places.
And upon actually entering the ga, Mr.
Loyalty quickly took his interests to the practical level.
Although Murphy only required him to handcraft one firearm to pass the task, there were several rifles and various types of pistols laid out neatly on the table in this “temporary shooting range.”
There was even a “Big Black Star” that caused the corners of Murphy’s eyes to twitch, even the pentagram decoration on the grip was exquisitely crafted.
Murphy was neither a handicraft worker nor a craftsman, so he couldn’t fathom how these complex weapons were made in the current environnt, where much was still in ruins?
Without machine tools, were they crafted using primitive molds?
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