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Of course, Lord Mien, who came from the Great Celestial Empire, has been self-reliant for more than 20 years, and suddenly one day he has become a big man, and Mien feels that he is not bad at mixing, but suddenly he is taken care of every day, and he is reasonable, and Mien feels that he needs to brainwash this young man, and it is much better to develop him into an assistant than a servant.

In the future, it is impossible for him to do everything by himself, and Moran can be regarded as saving some effort for Mien, and if he can be selected by Moran, there must be no problem with that young man, and he is still very relieved that Lord Moran Mine, who is in charge of the Baptist Church.

And it's not too late to train that young man from now, or it's just right.

Although Meen liked Loren's kid very much, he didn't expect to rely on Loren to handle those interpersonal chores in the future.

Merlin also walked out of the room at this time, holding a small packet of his improved gunpowder in his hand, with an excited face, "I have added something new to it, and it has released more energy than before! ”

Pulling Meen, the two of them came to a makeshift grass hut in the distance, and in it there was an iron guy nearly three meters long, if Mien guessed correctly, was this thing a cannon?

And when he saw this iron guy, Merlin was like seeing his beloved baby bump, and said excitedly, "See this thing? I'll show you it." ”

Throwing a hammered round stone into the barrel, Merlin shoved the packet of gunpowder into it, and pointed the torch to the lead, "Meen, I advise you to cover your ears better." ”

At this point, Merlin is like a mad scientist, thinking about others showing off their inventions.

After lighting the fuse, Merlin quickly put down the torch and covered his ears.

Naturally, Meen knew how loud this guy would be if it sounded, so he hurriedly covered his ears and stared at the slow-burning lead.

Rumble!

The deafening sound of cannon fire, even if he covered his ears, was so close, and Mien still felt that his ears were buzzing.

And after the cannon fired, a stone the size of a child's head flew into the distance in an instant, kicking up countless dirt and smashing it on the ground!

Mien was dumbfounded by this, and this was made out by Merlin?

And according to Meen's eyesight, it is at least 500 meters that far! Although 500 meters is a very close range for a cannon, this is the first cannon!

Mien was still thinking about whether he would blow up the chamber, or say dumb fire, but he was actually made out by this kid.

But with Mien's eyesight, this iron guy must be made of cast iron, or cast from a mold, although he admires Merlin very much, but Mien is still a little strange, with the strength of cast iron can certainly not withstand such an impact, deformation and cracks are certainly unavoidable, but this iron lump is not the slightest problem except for fever.

"How about it, it's magical, I did an experiment a few days ago, and the plank as thick as the palm of my hand was pierced in one fell swoop!"

"Wait, that's not what I'm concerned about, why is this thing intact after being subjected to such a powerful blast of energy? I don't think cast iron can withstand it. ”

In this world, there are steel products, but most of them are limited to weapons and armor, which are handmade and expensive, so the cannon body can only be made of cast iron.

Merlin smiled mysteriously, "Meen, you can see the problem at a glance, I tried it before, and if you use it three times at most, this thing will deform and crack, but I have etched a permanent circle on the inside of Mithril, which is indestructible, you know, iron has always been not very friendly to magic." ”

Mithril!

Mien was dumbfounded, was this kid really stupid or really rich! At least he had never seen such a precious thing in Lotamien.

In layman's terms, the ratio of Mithril to Gold is about 1:2,000, and it's still extremely rare!

That means that this inconspicuous-looking iron lump is simply made of gold!

Mienpi looked at Merlin with a non-smiling smile, "And how much Mithril did you use in it?"

Merlin thought for a moment and stretched out his little thumb, "There are probably so many fingernails, I only brought so many when I came out, and I used them all in it." ”

While scolding Merlin for his extravagance, Meen also believed that Merlin was from a powerful mystic organization this time, and you must know that it was Mithril!

Mien touched this useless cannon with pity, although it could not be made on a large scale, but fortunately, Merlin also succeeded in making one.

If every cannon was made to this standard, the money spent would arm even a squad of heavy cavalry to the teeth!

The cannon is just a small episode, and Meen still has a business to come to Merlin this time.

He cleared his throat and looked at Merlin, who was busy by the cannon, "Actually, I have something I want to ask you about this time." ”

"What's the problem?"

Merlin stopped what he was doing and looked back at Meen, "If it's the blueprint for this thing, I'll get it to you later." ”

"It's not this, do you know about the existence of evil mages?"

Hearing the word evil mage, Merlin's smile froze on his face, and it seemed a little incredible, "Min, why did you suddenly remember to ask this, did you meet an evil mage?"

"Not just one, but a huge organization of evil mages. ”

Mien had a serious expression, and Merlin's expression was a sign that he must know something.

After a long silence, Merlin showed a dry smile on his face, "Min, don't be kidding, what era is it now, how can there be an evil mage organization?"

"Since you're from the Eye of Truth, you've probably heard of Mannick. ”

Like a cat that has been stepped on by its tail, Merlin rushed over and grabbed Meen's shoulder, his face extremely serious!

"Mannik! Mine, are you sure you're hearing Mannik!"

Meen nodded.

Merlin, on the other hand, looked so shocked that he didn't even know that the gunpowder in his hand was scattered.

"Oh my God! this can't be! They should have perished seven hundred years ago! Mannick... Mannik... Oh my God! no, I have to tell the teacher about this, oh my God! It's a disaster!"

Merlin looked extremely anxious and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered that he was now far away in the north, holding his head, "My God, is history going to repeat itself again?"

"Calm down, Merlin, things aren't as bad as you think. ”

But Merlin completely ignored Meen's voice and spun around a few times, "No, Mean, you need to get me a horse quickly, I need to go back south and tell my teacher about this." ”

Mien grabbed Merlin, "Don't do that, tell me what Mannick is." ”

"I can only tell you that the words you have heard represent a terrible history, for I have sworn by my soul that I cannot tell you anything more detailed, and if you can, flee to the south, for time is running out and I must hurry away. ”

Panic is exactly Merlin's style of doing things, but just a little clue revealed from his mouth made Mien's heart sink.

But Merlin had already said that, and Minn didn't have to say anything more, and when he returned to Lotta to prepare all the supplies for Merlin, the hairy lad hurriedly said goodbye.

Watching Merlin disappear, Minn stood outside the city thoughtfully, a terrifying history?