Chapter 1120

Isaac watched as everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their heads in shock. To him, it was no big deal.

After all, he had seen plenty of these things in Meadow Ridge, and they had been broken more times than he cared to count. So, when Adrian said this would be useful to Rafael and Carissa, Isaac didn't give it much thought. He just figured if it could keep them safe, it was worth bringing over. Rafael wanted to give it a try himself, and Isaac was more than happy to teach him.

This time, instead of aiming at the target, Rafael aimed at a rock that was at least 200 feet beyond the 300-foot mark. The sight wasn't necessary-Rafael had perfect vision, and his archery skills were good. He decided not to use the sight and just fired the matchlock directly.

Under everyone's watch, he missed, and the shot landed on the grass about 10 feet from the large rock.

But that didn't dampen Rafael's excitement-because this was 500 feet!

500 feet!

That meant if an enemy commander was over 500 feet away, Rafael could take him out in one shot to the head.

After the excitement wore off, he realized there was a problem-once the gunpowder pellets ran out, what was he supposed to do?

Isaac, ever perceptive, pulled out a small book. "Everything you need is in here. Just follow the instructions, and you can make more yourself."

the symbols and instructions nearly impossible to decipher. But he didn't mind. The Ministry of Defense had plenty of weapon smiths who could help. He planned

Rafael mounted his horse and galloped off, leaving the others

he went with Isaac to the grass, where they

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a whirlwind. He appeared in front of Davis so quickly that the older man nearly stumbled, unsure of what

Hell Monarch grabbing him. For a split second, he thought he was being kidnapped. Before he could get his bearings, Rafael dragged him into

so violently that he was still disoriented. Just as he was trying to steady himself, a metal rod was pressed against his chest, nearly

and said, "Calm down, Your

lit up. In no time, he disassembled it with quick, efficient movements. After all, that was how he became the Minister of

matchlock, confusion overtook him. He held it in his hands, inspecting every part with

inside? Does it use gunpowder? No steel pellets? This is

my

has

hand over his mouth, eyes wide and gleaming with unshed tears. He looked at Rafael as though seeing a ghost. "The three-barrel matchlock is real? Who made it? Tell me quickly-bring

Rafael's turn to

six-barrel matchlock. And. secondly, you can't hire this person. He won't come to the capital unless there's

froze, his excitement turning to

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