What is the value of the faucet cannon?

For me, the faucet cannon is worthless.

Although it breathes fire and the temperature of the flames is high, I am an adventurer, and I am a class that often wanders the dungeons and dances with all kinds of monsters.

For me, it's ideal to have a handy weapon and a well-fitting armor, and at most a few hidden weapons.

The bulky and bulky dragon cannons are not at all suitable for flexible combat in dungeons.

So, I told the truth: "This cannon is worthless to me. ”

"I'm an adventurer, most of the monsters in the dungeon are flexible, even if the flames spewed by this cannon are enough to melt gold and fossils, but in the environment of the dungeon, the effect is extremely limited, even worse than a fruit knife."

"Oh?" Fergus Illidan chuckled and said, "According to you, it's worthless to me, too?" ”

I quickly clarified, "Don't pull me, I didn't say that." ”

"Really?" Illidan looked at me and said slowly, "Don't you know that I'm also an adventurer?" ”

I didn't care about the pressure he put on me, to be honest, compared to the coercion brought to me by the Orc King, this momentum was not even as good as the spring breeze on my face.

"Second brother" Illidan Emma swayed his moving figure, walked slowly, and pulled out a long shadow in the dim tomb.

She stood between me and Illidan, turned her cheek sideways, met Illidan's angry bull's eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Put away your coercion, don't waste your efforts, don't you remember the identity of our brother-in-law?" ”

Illidan was stunned at first, then a little embarrassed, and he moved his lips to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

Emma snickered to herself, then turned to me and said, "Brother-in-law, don't tease him anymore, just say something~"

Seeing Emma coming to play the round, I was embarrassed to continue to circle with Illidan, pouted, and said solemnly to Illidan: "Although this cannon has no use for me, it means a lot to you. ”

Illidan raised his eyelids and didn't answer, apparently unhappy with my attitude of not saying anything.

I also knew his bullish temper, so I didn't take it to heart, and continued to talk to myself: "I say this because of your identity, not a pure adventurer, but also the prince of Dasai City, no matter whether you can inherit the unification in the future, as a prince, defending the country and defending the people is a responsibility that you cannot take off your shoulders, once one day, a war is provoked, you have the obligation to defend the country." ”

"I naturally know what you're talking about," Illidan asked, glaring at the bull's eye, "but what does this have to do with the dragon head artillery?" ”

"It matters," I said, "if one day, the enemy army comes to attack, and you can't muster enough manpower for a while, then you will have to rely on the assistance of a series of external forces such as artillery." ”

Holding on to the muzzle of the dragon head cannon, I waved my arm and talked eloquently: "Just imagine, when the city wall is broken and the enemy army rushes in, thinking that they can burn and loot unscrupulously, and suddenly find that inside the city wall, it is not the panicked ordinary people who confront them, but a hideous dragon head artillery, what kind of feelings will they have?" When the dragon cannons spit out high-temperature flames, scorching the invading enemies one by one, the smell of roasted meat fills the sky, and the enemies are burned to death, what kind of despair will your enemies feel in such an environment? ”

"Ordinary flames, can't help the power of fading, right?" Illidan thought for a moment and pointed out the leakage of the problem.

He was right, ordinary flames can't help the power of fading.

However......

"In the Zephyr Continent, there are not many adventurers who can reach level ten, right?"

Illidan nodded.

I continued, "Unless the enemy monarch is a fool, I don't believe there will be an army of level 10 adventurers. ”

Not to mention that there won't be now, even if the entire melee period is counted together, together with the legendary hero period, in the long history of tens of thousands of years, there are not many armies that can achieve level 10 from commanders to soldiers.

The reason is simple, there are not enough people.

Since the period of melee, the wars in the Zephyr Continent have mostly been large-scale melees.

What is a large-scale melee?

A melee of thousands of people can only be regarded as a small fight at best, and a melee of tens of thousands of people will be regarded as a small friction at most, and only a melee of more than 100,000 people of the order of magnitude can barely catch up with the side of a 'large-scale melee'.

Although the Zephyr Continent is full of talents, and there seem to be so many adventurers above level 10 who have crossed the river, if you have to count them seriously, there are only a million people, and the best of them are even rarer.

These people are the treasures in the hands of the monarchs of various countries, and they are the hole cards against other countries.

Since it is a hole card, it has to be used carefully, it has to be used sparingly, and the monarch who dares to casually concentrate the hole cards in one place and throw them out, his country, has basically been eliminated early.

A long stream of water is king.

This is a truth that ordinary people who live at home know, let alone a monarch who leads the power of a country.

After listening to my explanation, Illidan restrained his impulsive expression, he nodded, and said: "What you said is not unreasonable, I just don't know what material this dragon cannon's is made of, if it is an expensive and rare metal, I am afraid that my father will not agree to the implementation of this blueprint." ”

Blueprints?

I'm just saying it casually.

Since you think of this as a blueprint, think of it as a blueprint.

Illidan beckoned, and a group of people came over and began to disassemble the dragon cannon.

Then, the three of us walked unhurriedly into the sub-burial chamber.

Emma was still interested in the elaborate reliefs in the sub-chamber, while Illidan walked to the corner of the chamber and rummaged through a small pile of gold coins.

After a moment, he stopped, straightened up, and walked over with a richly decorated saber.

"What a beautiful sword," I exclaimed, "is it hidden in a pile of gold coins?" ”

"That's right" Illidan laughed twice, pouted, drew his sword out of its sheath, and shone it in the light of the fire: "It's really a good sword, this blade, this craftsmanship, I'm afraid only a master craftsman can forge it!" ”

I glanced at my saber a few times and wondered, "I really don't see anything famous except for the gold and silver inlays." ”

Illidan chuckled lightly and said, "You are addicted to farming monsters in the dungeon, so naturally you don't know how to forge it, when I was very young, my father found me a master forging master as a master and taught me the basics of blacksmithing, including identifying the advantages and disadvantages of weapons, huh?" I don't seem to believe it in your eyes, otherwise you bring your weapon and I'll help you identify it, how about it? ”

(End of chapter)