Chapter 1119

Isaac sat back in the armchair, propping one leg up and resting his elbow on his knee, eyeing the pair before him with some confusion.

"Are you two really that tired? You look drained. You didn't even stop to eat when you got back?"

Rafael and Carissa awkwardly turned their faces, each clearing their throat lightly.

After clearing his throat, Rafael said, "We've eaten already. It's just that we're a bit w-worn out... Yes, we're exhausted from the whole night's work. I also went to the palace, then came back and bathed. It was all just...very tiring." Isaac furrowed his brows, looking at Carissa with confusion. What was this? Was Rafael really stammering now?

Carissa avoided his gaze and quickly asked, "Have you eaten yet, Isaac?"

Isaac perked up immediately, clearly enjoying the change of subject. "Since last night, I've had three meals already. By the way, Lily's ravioli is fantastic-better than any delicacy from the mountains or sea!"

"Yes, it's really good," Carissa agreed, and then her gaze fell to the strange object Isaac was holding. "Is that a matchlock?"

"Yep, something our mentor has been tinkering with. He asked me to bring it over for Rafael to see if it's something the Ministry of Defense could mass-produce."

Rafael's eyes sharpened at the sight of the matchlock-it was different. It was longer, with some kind of mechanical latch on it. And there was no match cord to be seen.

"How has this matchlock been improved?" Rafael asked, his curiosity piqued. "Can it fire multiple rounds-two, maybe three in a row?"

for a match cord anymore. You just

matchlock,

version years ago, but he said three wasn't enough. Six was

he had never studied matchlocks much-after all, they were unreliable and

"Supposedly pretty far, but Sage Adrian didn't bother measuring it.

how to reassemble it, but was

Isaac swiftly reassembled the

little grove over there. Oh, and

supposedly, you can aim and shoot with it. Normally, you'd look through this little hole, and if you spot an

directly at Carissa's head. "If

at her." Rafael's hands shook as he quickly covered the dark

smile, clearly finding the situation amusing. He turned to

"Scared? Of course. I'm scared

a moment before he straightened up, raising his

outside, so they needed to go to an open field where they could set up targets

Dylan, Travis,

went to an empty field on the

every hundred feet. In total, there were three targets, to see

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