The Black Iron Glory
Dad's Plan

Chapter 47

Dad's Plan

Claude and his three friends once again walked out of the school through the back wall. But this time, they had lunch first at school. As Borkal said, even though they had money, they should not spend it rashly. Eating every day will definitely drain their reserves quickly. When Claude treated many of them at the Big Fork, he spent three full riyases. Another reason to avoid eating out is that they will get used to and spoiled by it and will not be able to eat school meals once they run out of money.

They have to admit that what Borkal said made a bit of sense. Even Eriksson, who constantly bothered them to eat something delicious in the city, was convinced to have a regular and difficult lunch at school before setting off during their break.

The four of them headed for the seedy dock where Mock's Fishing and Boating Tools were located. Although the new owner, Wakri, changed the name of the store he inherited, he did not give up on his old business. The bullets and gunpowder Claude needed could still be bought there.

Yesterday, Morssen and Claude talked at length about Claude's future plans, making him understand that his father's plans were very well thought out and detailed. She had nothing to say about it and accepted what was in the store for her.

He really has no choice. This was unlike his past life where he could only find random jobs to survive in society. The social structure of this world is very different and human freedom is very limited. As a farmer, he would undergo extensive interrogation and examination if he tried to leave the nearby area for no apparent reason.

During wartime, a person wishing to cross the border may even be suspected of being a defector, which is a crime that not only Aueras, but also all other countries in Freia, see as a major crime. The lightest punishment is ten years in a labor camp while the heaviest can be sentenced to one in an unspecified amount of time.

In Aueras, only dignified citizens have personal freedom because they have contributed their rights to the kingdom and earned their position as high-ranking officials. That was the reason they were allowed to travel to any part of the kingdom both for travel and business. They will also be allowed to carry firearms freely. Naturally, it did not absolve them from breaking the royal law.

Nubissia is a relatively sparsely populated place. Although conflicts often broke out there, most of them were more or less royal soldiers suppressing the original resistance. Even if the natives were to get help from other countries and replace their traditional weapons, such as stone axes and wooden spears, for more advanced matches, they were still no match for the Auerasean army. Tens of even a hundred native warriors had to be sacrificed even to take the life of a single royal warrior.

Being the godson of the governor of the Tyrrsim region, Viscount Jerrihausen Van Cruz, even if only nominally, Claude would definitely be cared for if he enrolled in his godfather's unit. At the very least, he would not be placed on guard in a dangerous area and would most likely be assigned to the governor's personal guard. Will there be a safer place than on the governor's side throughout Tyrrsim?

That's the reason Morssen. He believed that if Claude had any sense for him, he would be able to gain the trust of the viscount. Given his status as a godson, it didn't take more than half a decade for him to become a viscount confidant and his position was extremely high.

That way, Claude didn't need 15 years to achieve honorable status. Maybe seven to eight years is enough. After all, contributing on the battlefield was not a difficult thing. Even if Claude mostly remained far from the front lines, he would earn some points for giving orders or assisting with logistics operations from behind.

In terms of security, Morssen believed that the war between the anti-Aueras faction and the kingdom would only start in a few more years and it would not affect the status of the colony in Nubissia as well. The kingdom was already stationed near the 100 thousand soldiers there and it was more than enough to clear the remains of the colonies of the other nations outside the continent, especially when their forces all numbered less than 30 thousand. They were definitely no match for the royal army. If the kingdom chooses to make a full mobilization, the enemy will most likely surrender and be taken prisoner.

So, the bloodiest battle will probably only take place east of Freia. There was no doubt that it would turn into a conflict that would take the lives of several hundred thousand, or perhaps even a million people. Five anti-Aueras countries want to suppress the growth of the kingdom, while the kingdom must ensure the safety of its sea transport route to Nubissia. The most likely location where both sides would be a port city was located between them. The kingdom had to conquer two of them at least to have enough space to dock new warships that they would gain from their naval expansion efforts.

However, he believed that war would be followed by two or three decades of peace. Both the victors and the losers needed time to lick their wounds and recover and gather more troops for the outbreak of the next great conflict.

At that time, Claude should have been able to gain dignified status despite having avoided the war in Nubissia. He will be able to choose his path in life once again; whether he will advance his career in the military further or retire to the Whitestag to spend life in peace. Or, he could also join the administration as a local officer, perhaps something along the lines of patrol guards.

Morssen had tried his best to perfect his plan to ensure Claude's safety. However, whether his plan would pay off would still depend on Claude's luck as well as his own efforts. As Claude's father, Morssen had fulfilled his obligations to his son. He also spent a large sum of money to buy Claude marklock 2 marklock for Claude as a gift; something he rarely did on normal occasions.

Rublier was the father of Borkal and a well-known merchant in Whitestag. Their small business, Bodeman Trading, had quite a good reputation in all three southwestern prefectures.

"Wait, Boa's father bought her the same weapon as mine?" claude said with a surprised expression.

Morssen. "Yes, just like you, Boa will sign up too when she reaches the age of 18. Although his father had considered paying unregistered taxes, Boa would be conscripted in the event of a major conflict between the kingdom and the anti-Aueras faction. So, his father planned to use his connections to get him into the logistics unit so that he would not be placed on the front lines and used as cannon fodder. "

Hmm, all snakes and rats have their secret burrows to hide. They all make arrangements.

"Claude, I've given you this gift, but I also have certain conditions that I want you to abide by" Morssen said solemnly.

His father had three conditions for him. The first was that Claude would only practice shooting outside the city. The second was that he would have to pay himself bullets and gunpowder, and the household would not bear that cost. It seems that Morssen is aware of the amount of money Claude has made lately.

The last condition is Claude can't show his gun in town, no matter what. While he didn't mind if Claude used it for hunting, putting the citizens of another city at risk of physical damage was something he should never have done. Morssen said that if something like that happened, he would not hesitate to confiscate his weapons.

Claude agreed to all three conditions without hesitation.

The next morning, he bragged to the other two with Borkal as they met about how they both got the latest model of weapons produced in the kingdom. That caused Welikro and Eriksson to envy the other two for a few days. In the end, Eriksson decides to go home and asks his father to take the same weapon for him as well.

"Hey, Wero, how can I fix my goals?" ask Claude.

"You have no choice but to keep shooting to get that dexterity. The more targets you hit, the better you feel about the gun. In time, you will be able to shoot far off targets accurately with an acceptable margin of error Only after you have mastered this, You will be able to automatically adjust the margin of error and shoot very accurately. "

It's too inefficient. . . According to Wero, I had to fire the gun with my eye clothes and I could only adjust my goal offset with practice. . .

That was also what Welikro felt when he first started shooting practice. During his trip to Egret, he had shot a deer in the head in the dark of the night in moonlight, near a river from five or six meters away. However, the goal is precise and not rushed. If he were to just align the two points of view, or the firing point, as Welikro called them, to the deer, the trajectory of the bullet would be unpredictable.

However, Welikro understands the offset between his goal and target well. So, he pointed his finger length higher than his target. With the light of a match and the pull of the trigger, the deer's head was hit and fell to the ground, unable to even escape while twitching while its life slowed down. Directing and shooting is just that simple.

Claude understood that Welikro was not lying. He has only perfected his goals through repetitive exercises, such as the story of an old oil salesman he read in textbooks from his past life. [1] 'It's just a matter of practice'. Based on that principle, it is very difficult to describe well how shooting should be done correctly. He had no choice but to understand the feeling after repeated practice and understand why his shot had not hit before he could say that he had mastered the peculiarity of the gun he was using.

However, that method was too inefficient for Claude. He spent all his brainstorming in the morning and finally came up with an idea. However, it still required him to familiarize himself with the weapons operations. Exercise was still an important part of his plan, so he went to the dock with his friends after lunch to Wakri to buy some bullets.

[1] This comes from an allergy poem written by an ancient Chinese scholar, Ouyang Xiu. It was commonly known as 'The Archer and the Old Oil Peddler'.