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"The Mildern Workshop will do its best to serve His Majesty's sacred cause without reservation!"

After Tresia talked to Mildern about the magic guide weapons and equipment, she looked at the little dragon girl again: "Timmy, the potion is ......"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I've already been in contact with the Druid Herb Society, and they not only gave me all the inventory, but also agreed to increase production!"

Timmy puts the good news in front like a big, shiny apple, and the tone behind it becomes blurred: "The druid wants to get more magic metal, which requires coordination of supplies, and the cost is a bit ......"

Theresia smiled bitterly, "Isn't there enough money again?"

She frowned, realized that Zelder was still there, and nodded at him. The latter bowed playfully and turned away.

"Your Majesty, I have made a new discovery about the matter of the golden bushels, and it will save a lot if it is applied on a large scale. ”

Timmy pulled out a strange weapon from the spatial ring, like a magic guide crossbow with the crossbow removed.

"Finney Type 26 Level 3 Magic Guide Gun, produced by Donomis Magic Workshop", Timmy held the front and back grips with both hands and made a shooting gesture: "Only 120 gold bushels each! 10 gold bushels per 100 bullets!"

Theresia's eyes lit up instantly: "What!?"

Zold, who had reached the door of the king's tent, also stopped, and turned to stare at the weapon in Timmy's hand.

Theresia stood up: "How can a third-level magic guide weapon be so cheap? And crossbow arrows ...... No, what bullets, a penny of silver? How is that possible?"

"This is the latest modification of the Magic Guide Crossbow, and it is cheap because the Magic Guide Circle has been specially optimized!"

Timmy turns on the profiteer mode: "This weapon uses a new design, simplifying the magic circle that was originally combined with the crossbow and crossbow string into the magic guide receiver, and the bullets that replace the crossbow arrows no longer need additional enchantments, but only need to replace the corresponding materials to achieve different functions, of course, bullets of ordinary materials are cheaper." ”

"The low cost is only one of its advantages, the excitation device of the magic guide gun has also been improved, which greatly saves the power required to shoot, and the magic impact generated by the magic guide circle is much smaller, which means ......"

Timmy quickly went over the instructions that Li Qi sent her: "This means that even a trainee professional can fire more than fifty consecutive times with a magic guide gun, and a first-level professional can fire more than a hundred times!"

Theresia and Zelder changed color at the same time, one was a commander with a lot of experience in warfare, and the other was a magician who specialized in magic weapons, so they naturally understood what this indicator meant.

Theresia said solemnly, "Shoot me!"

"Hmm...... Well......"

Timmy sighed that he couldn't avoid this level after all.

Theresia is a seventh-level legend, and a third-level magic guide weapon naturally can't hurt her, so she wants to experience the power of this weapon for herself.

Timmy pulls the trigger and casts his magic, a blue glow shining straight at Theresia's door.

Zolde craned his neck at the king's tent door, and he saw the blue light stop out of thin air where Theresia's jaw was. The bullet revealed its shape, a conical copper projectile that trembled violently like a struggling moth.

Theresia stretched out her hand to remove the bullet, and the excitement on her face subsided: "The power is much worse than the crossbow arrows of the third-level magic guide crossbow." ”

Timmy hurriedly said, "But it's cheap, the bullet is only one hundredth of a crossbow arrow!"

The bullet steamed hot in Theresia's white palm, turning into liquid in a matter of moments. Looking at the two rolling lumps of molten metal, she smiled: "The copper is only one layer on the outside, and the inside is full of black iron, of course it is cheap." ”

Timmy was not discouraged: "Guaranteed to shoot through the third-level Mithril armor!Isn't that enough?you can arm more low-level professionals!"

"The victory or defeat of the war depends on the professional above the hero, Timmy", Theresia shook her head, shook her hand casually, and threw back the bullet that had been re-solidified, Timmy reached out to catch it, and threw it up: "It's so hot!"

"You, which friend are you selling," said Theresia, "even if it is good, I can't decide what kind of weapons my allies should use, and my direct army is going to charge, and it is impossible to use such a toy." ”

"Your Majesty, you are really wise", Timmy sneered, "I didn't expect you to equip your subordinates with such weapons, but there are many low-level squires in the army, they can't afford to use magic crossbows, they are all tattered family heirlooms, and some are even too poor to have magic weapons." Equipping them with such weapons is practical and does not cost much, and it can also spread your Majesty's benevolence......"

"Timmy, you, your mouth is getting slippery", Theresia reprimanded Timmy, thought about it again, and asked, "How many do you have there?"

Timmy smiled: "At present, there are only more than 300 branches, if you need more, you can urge the workshop to rush to work!"

Theresia shook her head: "I'll just buy three hundred sticks and give them to my allies, so that their low-level squires have multiple self-defense weapons." ”

Then he lowered his face and said, "The bullets must be given away for free! You merchants will charge a penny for that little material, and your heart is all black, you merchants!"

Timmy smirked: "Your Majesty is wise!"

The little dragon girl hummed a brisk tune out of the king's tent, and found that the Zelder of the Mildern family was waiting for her.

He said politely, "Miss Osquim, I'm very interested in the magic guide gun you just showed. ”

"Isn't your workshop for large magic weapons?"

Timmy said this, but he still took out another magic guide gun from the spatial ring and handed it to the other party.

"It's so funny," Zolde carefully played, "We at the Mildern Workshop make magic weapons that can dominate war, no matter how big or small. ”

"Your Majesty said it was just a toy," Timmy shrugged and spread his hands.

"Ants can also bite elephants, and when they reach a certain limit, things will change radically," said Zord, "although I can't see the specific direction of change, I think such a weapon contains such a change." ”

Timmy hesitated: "But you are a workshop, not a chamber of commerce, are you going to copy and imitate when you buy it?"

"It's not plagiarism, it's just borrowing. ”

The magician said solemnly: "And I haven't seen anything like this in the patent library of the Mage Federation, it seems that it was designed by the wild mage, so this does not violate the principle of respecting knowledge of magicians." ”

He smiled brightly again: "I can give Miss Osquim a higher profit margin." ”

"Ouch, this is not good, the principle of our chamber of commerce is honesty and trustworthiness", Timmy waved his hand repeatedly.

Zolde narrowed his eyes, "I heard that you are competing with various chambers of commerce for the market in the Saston Kingdom, and I can convince at least three top magic workshops to follow your channel." ”

"The cost of that workshop is sixty gold bushels," said Timmy, pinching his chin, "If you can do fifty gold bushels, I'll recommend yours." ”

At this time, Zolde had already cut open the receiver with the magic blade, and looked at the Mithril circle engraved in the copper tube inside, and he laughed: "Deal!"

Selling five sample guns to Zolde at a price of 200 gold bushels each, and seeing the magician leave happily, Timmy scratched his head and said, "Richie really got right, what kind of trick is that guy playing? Why do I feel like I'm still counting gold bushels after being sold?"

..................

On the mountain path, the carriage is in a circle, and the horses, terrain dragons and human corpses lie everywhere, and a small but extremely bloody battle is about to come to an end.

"No! Shanny——!

The fifteenth prince of the kingdom of Sasson watched as his lover was pierced by the killer's dagger through his neck, and the killer grabbed the priestess by the hair and cut off the head slowly and gracefully like a steak, causing him to let out a heart-rending howl.

"Your Highness, hurry up and teleport away!"

"Don't let down the opportunity that Miss Shanee bought with her life!"

"We will avenge Miss Shanny!"

The guards dragged him into the wagon-lined line, shouting in a desperate but determined tone.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm going to kill these demons who work for Eka with my own hands, and avenge my Shani!"

The young prince was so grief-stricken that he threw away his broken sword, took out his teleportation charm, and tore it apart with a brush, leaving his subordinates as white as paper.

"We're too weak......"

The old guard said with difficulty: "The enemies are all second-level and above powerhouses, and that killer is a third-level peak powerhouse, and he alone is enough to kill all of us." ”

"Fight to the death!"

The prince's eyes were red: "Everyone take up arms! Even if it's a bamboo pole, you have to poke a hole in the murderer's body!"

The chief guard's eyes suddenly lit up: "Didn't Your Majesty give His Highness fifty weapons called Finney?

"Finney's magic spear, my father's attendant said that it was not much stronger than a toy", the prince said disapprovingly, "a gift from Her Majesty Theresia, my father asked me to bring it back to the royal capital, so that the nobles can show the nobles how much Her Majesty values us Saqidonians." ”

He shook his eyes and said, "That's right, even if you can only scratch a little skin, you have to let them know that the Saqidans are not cowardly!"

The wooden box was opened, and one by one the magic guide guns were handed out to the people, and the prince picked one up, fiddled with it a little, and pushed the magazine into the receiver.

"This is not much different from the magic crossbow, it is activated by divine light, you don't have to reload every shot, you just need to use your fingers to buckle this place", the prince also pointed to his subordinates.

"He's here again—ah!"

The sentry was brought down by the killer who suddenly appeared from the shadows, and the blood vessels in the prince's face were about to burst when he saw the killer of his lover.

He subconsciously touched the long sword, only to find that it had been lost, and only the "toy" in his hand.

No one knows how to use a new weapon yet, and in the face of this hero-level killer, the Guardians have chosen the way they are most accustomed to fighting.

Seeing the guards being brought down one by one, the prince raised his magic guide gun and pulled the trigger tremblingly.

Nothing happened, and the prince forgot to use the magic spell.

The killer sneered and approached the prince step by step.

As a follower of Hestor, the god of cruelty, the fear, despair, and anger of the victims are food for the deity's pleasure. Killing people is not the goal, torturing the minds of the weak is his practice.

The prince didn't even have a crossbow in his hand, what a poor man, he was so flustered that he didn't notice that this was an unassembled weapon?

Another guard pounced heroically, and the killer stabbed the short sword into his chest with a speed unimaginable to the opponent, slicing off the entire rib under the terrifying gaze of the opponent.

The killer reached into the guard's chest and pulled out the intact heart, pinching it so hard that blood and minced flesh exploded.

Then the killer saw a ray of blue light coming towards him, and at the same time heard a dull metal clang.

Swinging the sword and striking, there was a shock in his hand, and the short sword splashed a little spark.

A magic guide crossbow that doesn't require a crossbow?

The killer was slightly awe-inspiring, which was a bit threatening.

The prince was scheduled to be the last meal, and now he had to change his plans.

No sooner had the killer taken a step than another blue light shot at him.

This guy has a pretty fast hand!

The killer raised his dagger and blocked the arrow again, the crack of the blade causing him to frown.

When this group of people is settled, he will have to scavenge for the loot. In order to deter the enemy, he did not wear a helmet, which now seems to be a bit overbearing.

Before another step had been taken, a third blue light came.

How can it be so fast!

This time the killer was completely unexpected, he felt a slight chill in his chest, and looked down to see that his third-level leather armor had broken a hole, and blood was gushing out.

The prince exclaimed in surprise: "I hurt him!"

What is this injury, I'm a peak powerhouse!

The killer roared in anger and leaped high, his short sword volleying down. The sword body condensed the divine power as turbid as yellow sand, like the scythe of death, and was about to chop all the creatures it touched.

The ground rumbled and exploded into a long ditch, but it did not hurt the prince. When he was in the air, he was shot by more than a dozen blue lights. He fell to the ground and rolled around and stood up, his body was covered with wounds, and blood splattered like a fine spring.

How is this possible!?

The killer felt a little fluttering in front of him, and he shook his head, ready to rush out. Prince, and everyone else, everyone has a magic crossbow!

The figure turned dark, and the killer was about to dive into the shadows, and was forced out by more than a dozen blue lights.

The killer staggered in circles, spitting blood and muttering, "Impossible, no...... Probably ......"

The cold thing was pressed against the back of his head, and the killer heard the prince cry out through gritted teeth, "Your head is not made of iron!"

With a clang, the killer's mind seemed to explode into something, and his consciousness fell into darkness.

The killer's head is shot through a hole, and red and white slurry bubbles out. Seeing his body sink to the ground, the prince and his subordinates looked at each other, unable to believe that this was true.

After a while, the prince cried out, "Shani, I have avenged you!"

"They're coming!"

A dozen or so figures approached quickly, and the captain of the guard shouted nervously.

His voice turned high: "Kill them all!"