"What is this? A mechanism? It's so small, what can it do?" Frunzberg looked at the small pistol. Although he felt the danger, he still asked indifferently.
"It? It can make a huge noise, make the guards outside rush in, and make a bullet rush towards the target at extremely fast speed, punching a hole in the target!" Chris held the pistol and seemed more confident.
A little more than enough.
He stared at the two magicians, afraid that they would do something dangerous. His eyes jumped back and forth on the other's hands and mouth, guarding against the other's chanting a spell or sudden flames coming out of his hands.
"We have defensive magic that can resist sword attacks!" Frunzberg said confidently: "Your weapons cannot hurt magicians! Mortals, no matter how hard they struggle, are just mortals!"
"Bah!" Chris didn't intend to give the two of them any chance. When the other party said that he had defensive magic, he pulled the trigger. Before Frentzberg could finish his words, he saw something in the hands of Chris on the other side.
Something flashed coldly.
Almost subconsciously, Frunzberg used all his magic power to defend against the opponent's possible attack, but he was still slow because the bullet flew towards the person behind him at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
William.
William was also aware of the danger, which was a keen instinctive reaction. While he shifted to move away from his previous position, he used magic to form a shield and wrap it around his body as much as possible.
Unfortunately, everything he did seemed to be in vain. His little movement could not avoid the bullet. Before his magic could wrap around his face, the bullet had already missed his face and flew away.
past.
Then, like a sharp knife, the bullet cut off the hair behind William's ear, leaving a scratch on his ear. Then it flew away and hit the wall behind William, leaving a band around it.
A slightly cracked crater.
"..." Frunzberg didn't speak. At that moment, he seemed to have seen the God of Death strangling his throat. He wanted to say something, but he just couldn't. Originally, he simulated the attack mode of a cannon.
, developed a very powerful super-high-speed long-range attack method, but just now he saw a mortal using the same trick, and it looked simpler...
William didn't speak. He felt the burning pain in his ears. This was the first time he had witnessed such a terrifying super-speed attack. He didn't even have time to prepare. The opponent's attack had already passed through his ear.
Body.
Chris adjusted the muzzle of his pistol, and I have to say that William's luck was really good. Originally, Chris wanted to kill William with one shot, and then immediately shot Frunzberg, but unfortunately
What's wrong is that he didn't get it right...
His shot missed, and the bullet flew past William's ear. But at the same time, Chris also proved one thing, that is, the magicians' defense was far from as unbreakable as he imagined.
"Gudu..." Frunzberg swallowed and finally came out of the shock. The magic defense on his body had just taken shape, but then he dispersed the insignificant magic shield. He knew this
Magic cannot stop this powerful "point attack". Keeping magic defense is just a waste of your own magic.
But he also had his own ideas, and then he spoke with force and said: "I have seen your cannons, they can only fire one shell at a time! You have already attacked once, and it is very troublesome to do such an attack again.
Bar?"
William also realized that such an attack seemed unlikely to last, so he calmed down a bit and prepared to use magic to regain his position.
Chris tilted the muzzle of the gun again and pulled the trigger: "Bang!"
This time he deliberately chose a crooked angle and fired his second bullet. The bullet passed William a little further and hit the wall behind him again.
Before hitting the wall, it accidentally knocked away half of the candles placed on the candlestick at the door, which had a magical effect of showing off its marksmanship. Turning back, Ferenc saw the candle being blown away by the bullet.
Berg was so shocked that he was speechless.
His previous guess was indeed correct. Ailan Hill did have more and better weapons, but he had tried his best to guess how powerful the opponent was. But in the end, he still found that he had underestimated these mortals.
Now these mortals can compete with the magicians. Even if both sides are well prepared, it is still possible for mortals to kill the magicians. This is a Frunzberg once upon a time
It was a topic that he would never even think about, but now he had to face it.
"Bet! Look how many bullets I have here!" Chris' confidence has completely returned. Since the opponent didn't kill him immediately, it seems that he can't be killed! And now that he is holding a pistol, naturally he is
He has the ability to kill the old man and the young man in front of him.
"I think I still have four chances. Each of you can take two shots..." Chris shook the pistol in his hand and asked an interesting multiple-choice question: "Or are you willing to be loyal to me?"
Before Frunzberg and William could say anything, Chris's study door was knocked open. A dozen guards with pistols rushed in, pointing their Colt pistols at the man who broke into Serris.
Two magicians.
Just knowing how powerful the things in these people's hands were, William found himself being pointed at several pistols at the same time, and swallowed nervously. He wanted to move his position, but found that he now had the courage to move continuously.
All gone.
The last time he was in such a mess was when he faced the great magician of Laisen. At that time, he still had the courage to use his magic, but this time, he didn't even dare to move a finger.
The guards who rushed in didn't know who they were surrounding, but they knew that the person who suddenly crossed all the checkpoints and sneaked into the Grand Duke's study was definitely not a simple character. So they carefully kept a distance and kept these two people away.
Surrounded in the middle.
The captain of the guard held a pistol and led two of the most skilled guards, blocking Chris behind him. He turned around and asked softly: "Your Majesty... are you okay?"
"I am willing to stay here! Be loyal to you!" Frunzberg suddenly said before Chris could speak: "I can dissipate my magic power, become an ordinary old man, and stay here...
Under your guidance, we can get closer to the truth of this world."
"Yes, I, I am willing too!" William also thinks that it is better not to worry about the magician's reserve at this time. The situation is stronger than others, so it is best to honestly save his own life first.
s Choice.
This was really a complete failure of the assassination. Chris put away the gun and looked at the old man and the young man in front of him with interest. He felt that these "nerds who were stupid in practice" were quite cute sometimes.
"Now, tell me what exactly you are here for? I don't think you were sent by the Holy Demon Empire. Am I right?" Chris pulled out a chair and sat down, playing with the Ke in his hand.
Walter revolver and asked.
"We thought of it ourselves." Frunzberg smiled bitterly and replied: "If the Holy Demon Empire comes to trouble you, you will know what disaster is about to happen. Even if only one dragon knight flies to your
Above the castle, you are dead too."
"I really don't want to go into full-scale war with the Holy Demon Empire now, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of the Dragon Knight." Chris tapped his fingers on his half-written textbook, which was his habit when thinking. He
While banging, he looked out the window at the 30mm anti-aircraft gun covered with canvas on the city wall in the distance, and said confidently: "Besides, it's not enough for a dragon to come to my castle to cause trouble!"
"Okay, now let's talk about you! I don't have a magician under my command. It's okay for you to be loyal to me, but I think... it's not easy to guarantee your loyalty." Chris pointed at the two people in front of him: "You guys
More like my prisoner, whose loyalty is really questionable."
"Moreover! I have never seen a magician, so I can't judge your dangers, and I have no experience in using magicians... Can you... or are you willing to prove your effectiveness?" After Chris finished speaking,
After thinking for a while, he added: "Use a peaceful method! I don't want to kill anyone."
"You don't want to kill people, and neither do we..." William looked at the dark gun muzzles around him and shouted loudly in his heart. Chris's crisis has been resolved, but the crisis of the two mages is still far away.
It's not lifted yet.
"Along the way, I saw many books that popularized knowledge..." Frunzberg, who was obviously more prepared, showed the role of experience and experience at critical moments. His existence fully proved what it means to be a ginger or a ginger.
Old and spicy.
Just listen to him speak slowly and express his thoughts: "I'm thinking, why is Alan Hill still using such a primitive and backward method to pass on knowledge? Since you don't have a better way, why not... use it
From our magicians?”
"Do you have a better way to transfer knowledge?" When Chris heard this, he was no longer so calm and calm. If there was really a way to improve the efficiency of knowledge transfer, then he could use it in a short time.
He spread the knowledge in his mind to many people.
He will have countless helpers and countless followers of modern industrial civilization who are truly loyal to him. With these talents, he can realize industrialization faster and quickly build Ireland into an industrial empire.
"Of course!" Frunzberg nodded: "The solution is in my apprentice's backpack!"
