The Release That Witch
Chapters 28's

When Roland tried to turn that theory into practice, he found that it was not as easy as he had imagined.

In the backyard after four or five days, the production of a harder drill was successful. It was easily silent because he could use the high temperature flames of Anna, which could easily reach above 1500 degrees, and was enough to melt iron. Without the need to think about temperature control, and using conventional methods of producing steel, it is easy and quick to make a small number of steel rods - that is, stirring a high-speed iron rod with molten iron. Xcess carbon and other impurities in the pig iron will oxidize when it comes into contact with air. By repeating this a few times before allowing the molten iron to cool, it is possible to obtain high-quality steel.

The problem lies with the steam engine.

The noise and vibration generated by his steam engine prototype was impressive, even when stabilizing the drill, the pipeline was impossible to complete. When doing heavy work or menial work, this level of vibration is not a problem, but processing the barrel of a rifle is clearly impossible.

If he wanted to fix the steam engine, he had to make a centrifugal mechanical regulator to control the output power of the steam engine, and then he could reduce the vibration by using gears to adjust the speed of the drill rotation. And he needs simple lathe equipment. With all of this in mind, Roland found no way to achieve this goal while preparing for the upcoming Demon Moon.

In the end, he could only use the old-fashioned way, and let a blacksmith put a drill into the barrel. But the plan to mass produce firearms was impossible. According to the number of blacksmiths in Border Town, it was only possible to produce 3-4 root barrels each month, but only if he stopped the production of a second steam engine.

The only good news is that there is no need to worry about the quality of the barrels. The blacksmith just needs to knock down the rough pipes, and then Anna can do the unifying task, the work is smooth and so good that it basically eliminates the risk of a barrel explosion.

So Roland had no choice but to change his plan beforehand. He intended to recruit hunters from Border Town, who would then form a rifle team - most of them proficient at archery with bows or arrows, both of which were practical weapons . Moreover, they only needed a short time to train with firearms, so they could be quickly sent to the battlefield.

But now with only four weapons produced before the Moon Demon, he could only choose the most outstanding hunters and lacked the manpower to build an elite group. Roland decided to let Iron Axe handle the matter, he had already spent fifteen years in Border Town, so he had to know who the best hunters were.

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For the past month, Brian was unhappy.

Especially when he met the militia on the street, his dissatisfaction feelings would multiply ... He even felt a bit of hatred.

He felt His Majesty had forgotten about him.

A month ago when he was summoned by the Chief Knight, he was extremely excited. He would have close contact with the 4th Prince, and get a direct order from His Highness, how lucky and glorious it was!

He grew up in Border Town, and although he was born to a family of ordinary hunters, based on his ability he could earn a place as a city patrol.

He knew he could not rely on his family background to become a knight, but instead could only wait for an opportunity to earn enough merit to receive the honor of being a knight.

His Majesty asked him what he knew about the demon beasts, so he did not seem willing to give up his own territory during the winter. He was trying to find a way to fight against the demonic beasts. Later, the frivolously constructed walls also proved that there was no doubt that this year they would spend Demonic Moon in Border Town.

If he wants to stop the invasion of the demon monsters here, we should form a battle team ahead. Brian thought that he himself was a good candidate, he was adept at investigating, fencing, and horse riding, and in the last year he was even the last person in Border Town to light a fire, he said, proving that he did not lack courage, but he never expected His Majesty to intend to choose a team of civilians to fight against the demonic beasts!

Yes, a pure civilian team, and not just him, but an entire patrol team of ten people was not accepted during the review by the head knight. This is truly remarkable, does Your Majesty think that these people, who have never wielded a sword, would be better at fighting than the patrols of his own city? He was afraid that when they saw the ferocious appearance of the evil beast, they would instantly collapse!

But His Majesty seems serious ... He not only trained the masses, but even gave them uniforms and many other outfits. Every afternoon Brian could see this group of people wearing brown and gray leather armor, they were arranged in two columns along the way. Initially, they lacked order, but these days it has become neater and neater.

Although he himself still had to do his tedious duty every day, he did not see any possibility of being promoted now.

When he went back and forth at night, he could hear a noise at his door, then the door opened and someone quietly entered.

"Hey, we're awake" whispered someone in a low voice. Brian knew whose voice it belonged to, it belonged to a member of his own patrol, nicknamed Fierce Scar.

"Captain, get up, there's something important I want to tell you."

In Longsong Stronghold Fierce Scar had a noble relative, who had never heard of his great noble uncle? So thanks to this he has a high status in the team. It wasn't good for Brian to ignore it, so he had to climb up and ask, "What happened?"

Greyhound also woke up, "This .. is late, why don't you sleep .. are you not sleepy?"

" I have the greatest job of your life to introduce to you, you want to be canonized as a knight, right?"

"What ... Whahuh? Knights?" Greyhound surprised.

Brian's heart was pounding and he quickly asked, "At the end of the day what's his job?"

"You all know my uncle Hill, he's not just Duke Ryan's news anchor, even more, he's one of his confidants. This was news that he himself personally admitted to me," Fierce Scar spoke in a low voice, "The 4th Prince is preparing to release the shackles from Longsong Fortress making Duke Ryan very unhappy. He had decided to tell the prince who the true owner of the western border was. "

"Difficult, difficult, not ... Your plan .. murder ..." Greyhound was so nervous that even he started to stutter, and he did not even say a single sentence.

"How is that possible," Fierce Scar laughed crazily, "After all, he is the Prince, if we kill him, even Duke Ryan cannot protect us. I said this is your greatest chance in life."

Brain felt subconsciously that the deal must not be as simple as he claimed, but the temptation to be canonized as a knight was too great, he could not help himself and opened his mouth, "Just talk, start talking, we listen. "

"Food! If he had no food, he could only humble himself and return to Longsong Fortress where Duke Ryan had already promised him a place. As long as we manage to burn the food, which the 4th Prince previously bought, Duke Ryan will arrange a canonization ceremony for us, and will give each of us a fiefdom east of Longsong Fortress. This is a golden opportunity, Captain, what do you think? "

"-you are crazy .. Now, didn't your Majesty's astrologer say that this year ... Moon Demon will likely last for more than four months .. if we burn food, if we burn everything, what will we eat !? " The Greyhound repeatedly shook his head, "two .. two years ago, there was a great famine, has everyone forgotten about it?"

"What does this have to do with us?" ask someone else in disdain, " Anyway, I don't intend to stay here, if we do the work for Duke Ryan, we can live comfortably in the castle."

"Yes, do you want to eat this hell slag for life, right?" Other people started to interfere.

Shit, they've colluded before. Brian's heart grew cold, and in addition, except for Greyhounds most of them came from outside the Border Town, they came from all over the kingdom and they did not have any nostalgia with this city. Feeling powerless to stop them, Brian had to change the subject, "But the purchased wheat was moved to His Majesty's castle, and all the doors were guarded by His Majesty's knights, the court said, how can you carry out your plan?"

"That's why I need your help," Fierce Scar smiled proudly, "Since childhood you've lived in this broken place, so no one knows the environment here better than you. I remember you once saying that there was a ravine in the abandoned well, and the end was connected to the castle's water supply. Through it, we can secretly enter the castle garden. Didn't you find it when you were a kid? Hows it? With this easy task, you can become a knight in the future - a knight personally canonized by Duke Ryan. "

A knight should not do injustice, instead, he should have the courage to fight it, and he should not fear any danger, and should always be prepared to protect the weak! For Duke Ryan's personal benefit, will his hometown's residents face the threat of starvation and death? Being a knight like this, there was absolutely no glory!

He refused to open his mouth, but the Greyhound started screaming.

"You're a bunch of maniacs! You ... you .. really thought of the idea to burn food! I would never! Don't let you leave this place! I'll report it, report to .. ahh," only Greyhound spoke up to here, his voice suddenly becoming weaker, with an incredible look he turned around, ' he said, seeing his former teammate standing behind him and sneering at him. A black dagger was inserted at the Greyhound's waist; the dagger was inserted entirely into the body. Greyhound shivered twice, he opened his mouth and tried to say something, but he could only let out a raucous breath sound.

The other guard stirred his dagger twice, and then he abruptly pulled it. The Greyhound, like a puppet that suddenly lost its support, gently fell to the ground.

"How's it?" Fierce Scar was suddenly so close to Brian, that Brian could even feel a foul breath coming out of his mouth, "I think you've made a decision, haven't you, Captain Brian?"