The group of red-faced monkeys quickly escaped without a trace, and the crisis was resolved.

The lizardman troops in the south continued to approach the dwarf troops. Sally and others also maintained a certain degree of vigilance because they did not know the opponent's purpose.

The lizardman troops stopped at a distance of seven or eight meters, and the acting leader Keman stepped forward and asked with concern: "Dwarf friends, are you all okay?"

Unexpectedly, the other party's attitude was quite friendly, which made Sally and others feel a little relieved and put down their weapons one after another.

"We're fine."

As the representative of the team, Sally replied to the lizard people: "Thank you for your help."

"You're welcome. This is the territory of our Shensha Tribe. How can we watch our guests' teammates encounter danger and remain indifferent?"

"Guest?" Sally narrowed her eyes, slightly confused.

"That's right." Kerman explained, "Not long ago, your captain, Lord Tyrion, who unfortunately fell into the river, was discovered and rescued by my tribe."

As he said that, he turned to look behind him, but did not see Tirion.

"Huh? Where are the people?"

Seeing this, Kerman also looked confused. Didn't he agree to follow him closely before setting off? Where is he now?

At the same time, the sounds of disputes came from the lizardmen troops behind.

"Let me have a look. Just touch it for a little while. I won't lose any of your flesh. Don't be so stingy."

"No! Let go!"

That was Tyrion's voice. Kerman looked at his troops and asked, "What happened?"

The lizardman team quickly dispersed to both sides, revealing a scene like this——

A lizard man held up the musket in his hand, and Tyrion tugged at the lizard man's clothes, begging him to take a look at the musket and touch it.

"Your spears are so crudely made, how can you make such a weapon that I have never heard of? Please, show me the weapon in your hand."

As early as when Keman came to ask questions, Tyrion had already noticed that there were two lizardmen carrying a strange "iron pipe" behind their backs.

As a master of weapons forging, he is very sensitive to weapons he has never seen before, but he does not lose his temper.

Until Tyrion saw how the Lizardmen used this "iron pipe" to attack the red-faced monkey, he was deeply attracted by this new weapon.

What is the name of the new weapon? What does the internal structure look like? How to launch lead pellets that attack the enemy? What is the power? How far is the range? Wait, wait.

Tyrion could not wait to snatch the "iron pipe" from the lizard man's hand and take it apart to study it carefully.

So much so that he could no longer care about his face and kept begging the lizard man.

"No!" The lizard man shook his head decisively, "I will not give you the musket."

He was taught during training in Border Guard Town that as a musketeer, you must cherish and maintain your own gun, and you must not give it to others easily.

"Oh! It turns out that the name of this weapon is a musket. When used, flames will indeed emit from the nozzle for a moment. This is a good name. No wonder you are called musketeers."

Having solved the first question in his mind, Tyrion showed an ecstatic expression on his face.

The musketeer's clothes were tightly grabbed by Tyrion. He had no choice but to look at Kerman for help.

"Acting Chief, what should I do?"

When he just saw this scene, Kerman was stunned.

It wasn't until he heard his tribe calling him that he came back to his senses and said, "This... Your Excellency Tillion..."

At this moment, Sally quickly passed by Kerman and walked towards Tilion very angrily.

"Tirion! What are you doing!"

Arriving next to Tyrion, Sally stretched out her hand and grabbed his ear.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

Tyrion was in so much pain that he had to let go of his grip on the clothes and was forcefully dragged away by Sally.

After pulling Tyrion to Keman, Sally let go of her hands holding his ears and bowed apologetically to Keman.

"I'm really sorry that our captain has caused you such trouble."

Tyrion rubbed his red ears and complained softly: "It hurts me so much. Sally, can't you be gentler?"

"Why don't you apologize quickly!" Sally glared at Tilion fiercely.

Being stared at so hard that his whole body shivered, Tyrion had no choice but to bow and apologize honestly: "I'm sorry, Acting Chief of the Keman clan, I just lost my temper."

"Oh...it's okay."

Kerman didn't have much to say, so he accepted the two people's apologies.

"Captain, it's great that you're okay!"

"For making us so worried, Captain, when you get back, you have to take out the wine you have collected and treat us to a drink."

"Captain, I will never say your shit stinks again."

The other dwarves rushed up and surrounded Tirion, thankful that he survived.

"I'm so strong, how could anything happen?"

"Go away! I'm not even willing to drink that wine myself, and you still want me to treat you to it? No way!"

"Moore, your poop stinks!"

To this, Tillion responded one by one.

After this "touching" reunion scene, Tyrion came to Kerman again, touched his beard, and made a request.

"Acting Chief Keman, I am really interested in the musket you made. I wonder if you can let me communicate with the craftsman who made it?"

Hearing this, Kerman shook his head helplessly.

Just when he was about to explain the reason, Tyrion hurriedly shouted: "Why not? I, Tyrion, am a famous craftsman in the Kingdom of Fermit Gon, and I also have many superb blacksmith skills. Talk to your craftsmen.

Technology is also of great benefit to you lizard people."

"No, it's not impossible."

Kerman slowly explained the reason: "It's because this musket was not made by us lizardmen."

"What?!"

Tyrion's eyes widened in shock, but then he thought: That's right, even the spear is so ugly, this well-made musket cannot be made by a lizard man.

"Who built that?" he asked.

"Human beings are made by blacksmiths from Bianzhu Town."

"What?!"

Tyrion was shocked again, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

When will humans be able to create weapons like muskets? This has been unheard of before, and they are still purchasing a large number of weapons made by the dwarves. Could it be that they were invented recently?

In this case, Tillion felt it necessary to go to Border Guard Town to find out in person.

So, he made a decision on the spot: "Acting Chief of the Keman clan, where is Border Guard Town? I'm going to have a good discussion with the blacksmith there."

"Eh? What about our mission?" Moore asked in surprise.

"Anyway, the exploration is almost complete."
Chapter completed!