The entrance of Tomorrowtown Elementary School, close to the playground.

The cat-eared orc standing guard at the door leaned slightly, and looked sideways at the flintlock pistol on the head of the middle-aged uncle of the fox clan.

The fox priest's ears were pressed tightly against the top of the metal plate, and with a ding, his hearing was sensitive to hear the rebound of carbon spring steel, the sound of flint striking the side of the fire door, and the sound of black powder snorting for a moment.

It was at this moment that the voice of the fox priest after swearing was the loudest, most shocking, and most terrifying voice he had ever heard in his life.

In the confined space, black powder lightning burned, and the sound soared from the lowest trough to the highest peak in only a fraction of a second, and all the sounds converged into a beam of sound in a short time.

"Bang!"

The fox priest's ears tightened suddenly, obviously the flintlock pistol was the source of the sound, but his ears were subconsciously close to the body of the gun, his head rumbled, and he heard the slight vibra of the body of the gun.

Listening to the gunshots from close range had serious consequences, his ears trembled violently, and he heard the humming sound from heaven and earth.

Buzzing, the pitch went up and down, not only in his ears, but also in his skull, one after the other, endlessly, as if his brain was twisted and deformed, suddenly elongated, suddenly shortened, and suddenly crumpled into a mess.

The fox priest has tinnitus!

He was dizzy, covered his ears and fell to the ground, rolling around on the ground, his body convulsing unnaturally.

Natasha's inverted ears on her head were slightly erect, she knew that the sound of the musket was quite terrifying, and shooting at close range had a certain effect on the ears of the orcs, not to mention listening to the gunshots at close range, no one had ever experienced that level of sound.

Now that someone is finally the experiment, Natasha realizes the other power of the flintlock pistol - the sound of gunfire!

Allen had said during military training that he would expand the army to more than 10,000 people.

She thought about it, the sound of a shot was too small, if tens of thousands of orcs held muskets fired a simultaneous salvo, then the sound of the muskets would be amplified ten thousand times, wouldn't it be able to shock their companions.

In fact, there are too many variables on the battlefield, and the actual situation cannot be calculated in this way, but her idea is not unreasonable.

"It's better to be a cold-weapon assassin."

Natasha did not think of the possibility of carrying a small flintlock pistol for the time being, and simply preferred quiet stealth.

It had something to do with her temperament, and possibly with her status as an Assassin, she liked to blend in with the shadows, race against the moonlight, and like the flash of the Hidden Blade assassination.

A gunshot rang out, and the children in the school were also startled.

However, there is a teacher who presides over the order, and the children are restless for a while and then quiet.

On the first floor, Mr. Allen is lecturing, and if anyone makes trouble, it will tarnish the image of the class, and the children don't want to stink.

As for the adult class, they have not yet started, and most of the adult orcs are still in military training.

After waiting for a minute, the fox priest who was ringing in his ears on the ground breathed a sigh of relief, and it was not as serious as just now for the time being, but the terrifying impression left by the flintlock gun really burned into his heart, making him tremble at the sight of the gun.

"You, what do you want to do?" The fox priest's face was pale, and he was weak

"I'll reason with you." Natasha glared.

The fox priest rang in his ears again, patted his brain, and sighed lamentingly: "What kind of truth is this, how can anyone be so reasonable." ”

"This is the truth of the world, I am better than you, you have to listen to me."

"Huh?"

"You see, the power of the gods is stronger than yours, so you believe in the gods, admire the gods, and defend them." Natasha put away her gun and asked the earmen at the door to keep the flintlock pistol.

The fox priest watched in disbelief as the flintlock pistol was taken away, and he was not so distracted for a moment.

Seeing the fox priest's frightened look, Natasha felt funny, "And Lord Allen is stronger than you, so you listen to Alan, in the territory of Tomorrow Town, even if you are a god's dog, you have to lie on your stomach, not on your back." ”

"What a dog is not a dog, how ugly." The fox priest's face darkened, rejecting the remark that he was a dog.

In addition, he understands a little, Alan just let him experience what the truth of the world is, it turns out that the truth is whoever is strong in force is justified, a typical violent supremacy.

As everyone knows, in the future, the fox priest will also learn that "caliber is justice, and truth is within range".

"So if you understand, if you understand, go back to biology class, and if you don't understand, go back to work, we don't welcome people like you in Tomorrowtown School." Natasha issued an expulsion order, and her face was cold.

Where did the fox priest receive such treatment, in the past, when Tomorrow Town was still Datie Village, the village priest would be welcomed by villagers wherever he went.

"I ......"

The fox priest still disagrees with Allen's reasoning, the mystery of life is a forbidden area for the gods, he can't listen to it, and if he listens, he will die.

"Have you thought about it?" Natasha didn't want to persuade anymore, she just wanted to go back to the class.

"I'd better go back to sleep, my ears hurt and I can't hear clearly." The fox priest did not want to listen to the lecture, he insisted on the theory of divine punishment, believing that the goddess of life would be angry.

Of course, the musket in Alan's hands is no less powerful than that of the gods, comparable to thunder punishment, and the fox priest also worships him very much.

Because of the combination of nature worship and personality worship, he was a little entangled, and he was in a dilemma, so he simply went back to sleep, after all, his brain was still ringing in his ears.

Natasha smiled, stubbornness will eventually pay the price, believing that after noon, the position of fox priest will be demoted from a manager to a coolie laborer.

In the first class, Hood, who was listening to the class in the back row, quietly glanced at the school gate, and found that after the fox priest covered his ears in pain and left, he shook his head silently, feeling glad that he was a wise sycophant. 8)