The Release That Witch
Chapters 38's

Iron Axe was aware of the fact that they were now being watched.

The hunters who had participated in the explosion test moved together to a two-story house near the castle. Looking through the window, he could see that the house was surrounded by a stone wall and guards were placed at the entrance.

He did not dispute this rule, and the fact that His Majesty had only sent two guards to watch over them showed that he trusted them.

To date, Iron Axe has continued to repeat the roaring explosions inside his head - to date, there has never been a weapon that could bring him so much shock. At the southern end of his homeland, he had seen how orange flames erupted from the ground, and these flames could continue to burn for decades; he had seen endless storms with terrifying waves ... no matter how terrifying this power was, it was the will of Mother Earth or the sea god. They were iron whips that disciplined all living things.

But now, His Majesty had begun to challenge the powers of the gods, gaining powers that were only visible during the punishment of heaven - although when compared to actual lightning and thunder, the difference was still great; reaching such a realm of strength was impossible for humans.

In the Sand Country, anyone who would participate in such a demonstration or later use it would usually have their tongue cut off. Of course, this is not the safest way to keep secrets. Only the dead can hide their secrets. As a stranger? They would only see him as blasphemer, and it was forever impossible for a foreign clan to enter into the core hierarchy.

The Prince knew that the Iron Axe was just a crossbreed, but he still allowed him to witness the curse of fire. Moreover, he also let Iron Axe take charge of the formation of the hunting squadron. His Majesty's trust in him burned deep within Iron Axe's heart.

During his time in the Sand Country, he had experienced countless betrayals towards friends or family who framed him for their wrongdoings. When he fled to the southern border of the Kingdom of Graycastle, he still had to suffer discrimination due to half of the Sand Nation and half of the Graycastle bloodline. He finally arrived at Border Town, desperately. Here, he intended to rely on his hunting skills to spend the rest of his life in peace. However, he never expected to meet His Highness, the Prince, here. And of all things, he never expected that the prince would believe him.

He had no doubt that with this new weapon, the one who would win the battle for the throne was Roland Wimbledon.

When he thought about fighting for the future king and the promising opportunities he would get, Iron Axe became extremely excited.

"Everyone, come down to gather!"

When Iron Axe heard this shout, he glanced through the window and saw the heads of the knights Roland, Carter, and the other four knights coming.

Iron Axe first finished dressing himself, then walked down the stairs to stand tall in front of Carter. Since he had participated in the militia training, he knew that His Majesty preferred discipline, as he would adjust them to a uniformity unit. The other members of his hunting squad were much slower. It took them about six to seven minutes before they were lined up as a team.

"Everyone, follow me to the old place." Carter didn't care much about how the hunter's army was marching. Instead, he went straight to the city wall.

It was still the same place as the explosion test. But this time, His Majesty did not prepare a safe area.

Other than Roland, there were already four knights waiting for them - they were all Carter's subordinates. Iron Axe noted that His Majesty started playing with an unusual shaped iron rod while explaining something to the knights.

When Roland saw the hunting squad, he came up to them and asked, "How is life in the new house? Are you used to it?"

"Thank you for Your Majesty's concern." everyone bowed and declared that the new house was comfortable.

In fact, the new house they moved to was much better than the old house. At least there is no air leakage, and the roof is also not made of translucent straw mats, but rather made of neat and neat tiles.

"It's good," Roland nodded, pleased, "The current arrangements are necessary for security reasons. But you only need to stay there until the end of the Demon Moon, then you will be able to return to the former residence. In addition, the salary for the first month has been paid to your family, and each weekend you will be allowed to see them in person. Of course, you will be accompanied by a guard. "

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty." Said the hunter squad cheerfully.

However, when the 4th Prince started talking about the new weapon, based on the development of gunpowder, he put his worries in his mind. The Iron Axe stared unblinkingly at the two iron bars that the prince had placed in front of them.

"These weapons are called 'weapons'," Roland said, "Next, I'll tell you how to use them."

… ..

In the next half hour, they had to learn how to use a new weapon.

Take the black powder that caused the explosion and fill it into the barrel of the weapon. Then, a lead ball is inserted with the poker into the barrel, directly to the tip. After that, they had to pour gunpowder into the ignition chamber, aim, then pull the trigger.

The Iron Axe considered itself an expert in many weapons, whether it was a sword, knife, hammer, axe, or spear. He trained well with all of them, but he also needed years of training and combat skills to master it. Learning how to use a new weapon in just thirty minutes, he was afraid that the speed of mastering this weapon could only be compared to an automatic arrow.

The other gun was given to Carter.

The head knight was also very interested in the novelty of this weapon, and he did not want to put it down.

After several rounds of simulation, Roland put up two targets so that they could see the power of his weapon. The first target had wooden armor in front of his chest. The wooden armor was held back by two knights standing at a distance of about thirty feet away.

The Prince leads Carter and the Iron Axe through shooting techniques. Then, they aimed and pulled the trigger.

When they heard the loud sound of fire, everyone present jumped in shock. Iron Axe was no exception, but soon only a surprise was left on everyone's faces.

Looking at the target's wooden armor, they could see a small hole. The main ball had neatly pierced through the thickest part of the chest protector.

Before shooting, Iron Axe had closely observed this armor. It was definitely not an inferior product of a handicraft workshop made from bad materials. The hammer marks and anvil on the neckline proved that this was the standard product of the Graycastle blacksmith. The thickest part was half a finger thick and powerful enough that it could deflect a direct attack from the crossbow, which was fired at the closest distance. To handle this kind of armor, a heavy bow or hammer would be a wise choice.

So comparing it to an automatic arrow, the difficulty to use the weapon was the same, but the power of the weapon was much better than an automatic arrow. Moreover, the loading speed of the weapon and the loading speed of the automatic arrow were almost equivalent, so .. looking at the target that was thirty feet away, Iron Axe could not see any problems.

"Your Majesty, how many weapons of this type do we have?" ask Carter.

"Right now, just these two and until the Moon Demon, we can only produce at most two more."

Iron Axe could see that hearing this, Carter clearly felt relieved. He can guess Carter's mind. If this weapon was easy to make, then with just a few days of training, everyone would be able to train a large number of 'express soldiers' who carried weapons onto the battlefield. Then people of any age, with any strength and even any gender - even fragile women, can be a significant threat to knights.

Although the shock he got from this weapon was smaller than the curse of fire, it was still a powerful weapon. Iron Axe thought, with this great power they could easily kill a large number of rough fleshy monsters from above the wall. Even if they were going to face a mixed species, with this firearm, perhaps the result would not be too embarrassing.

But the true meaning of such a weapon was clear to Roland.

He personally opened the door to wartime with a hot gun.