Chapter 149: Cameren's Spear of Mercy

Hiko considers himself one of the easier talkative types of Nords. In fact, he did. Because if the other Nord warriors had appeared on this ship, then the lives of these crew members would not have been guaranteed at all.

Overall, this is because Hiko doesn't want to kill casually. Unlike the soldiers who died at his hands before, the current crew members don't have too much grudge against him, and even strictly speaking, he is the one who provokes trouble. Taking someone else's life casually just because of his own problems is a bit too much for Hiko. So he has always been very restrained, restrained and did not be cruel to these people. But that didn't mean he would be able to allow Cameron to hold a musket to his head.

This has exceeded his bottom line, so quietly, he has already had murderous intentions towards Cameren. And the reason why he hasn't taken action so far is just because he is a little unsure.

He wasn't sure what kind of alchemical weapon Cameron had in his hand. If it's that kind of ordinary goods, then of course it's impossible to do anything to him, and even if he stands here and lets him shoot, he may not be able to shoot himself. But I'm afraid I'm afraid this is not an ordinary product.

So Hiko was very cautious, so cautious that while using words to shake the other party's will, he secretly looked at and judged the other party's weapon.

Judging from the exposed condition, the musket in Cameron looks like a road cargo made of ordinary fine iron. But Hiko can't be sure, because many alchemists will make magic steel to the same color as fine iron.

As one of the top ten odd golds, the composition of magic steel is not fixed at all. Different alchemists have different magic steel recipes, so Hiko can't be sure. And it was precisely because he couldn't make up his mind that he didn't dare to act rashly. After all, if it was really magic steel, then the power of this musket would be far beyond the limit of what he could bear. If one shot goes down, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to dodge, and he will go straight to the west.

Although he likes to solve problems in a direct way, this does not mean that Hiko is completely reckless and does not know what to prioritize. Without being completely sure, he would not have taken this unnecessary risk at all. Similarly, Camallen did not dare to break the impasse in front of him without being completely sure.

No one knows the details of the gun in his hand better than him. The gun he called the Gun of Mercy, and he had fired a total of three shots since he got it. The three shots killed a pirate captain, a defected officer, and a captain of the Kingdom Navy. It is precisely because of the brilliant record of these three guns that he can get everything he has today.

The Spear of Mercy was so famous that it not only made the sailors on this ship obey him. Even the entire Imperial Navy on the navigable lanes would sell him a little face. Because everyone knows that the captain of the Westwind Sorrow has the ability to kill with one shot. The reason why it is still unknown and stops at the position of a captain. It's just because he is kind by nature and doesn't want to kill casually. If you let go of your hands and feet, you may be able to climb to where you can go.

Of course, this is just a rumor circulating in the tavern, a story that makes others listen to it and have fun. What the Spear of Mercy looks like, and whether it has the ability to do it as rumored, few people care. It's just a story like why the troubadours and rappers always make up the story of the dragon trying to catch the princess. At best, it gives those who have heard him a general impression and a little scruple about it. And this scruple is the result Cameron wants.

He had spent so much effort, so much time and money to spread such a message throughout the entire northern coastline, for that. And that's why he has to go to great lengths to do this kind of thing, simply because this so-called Spear of Mercy has a fatal flaw that only he knows about.

Cameron got the gun twenty years ago. At that time, he was only a first mate on the ship, and he followed his old captain to struggle for a living in the North Sea. In order to make a living, they used their warships as merchant ships. Regularly carrying guests back and forth on the North Sea Passage was their means of livelihood. And because of this, they will always encounter some strange things.

Once, a plague broke out on Cameron ship. Starting with one passenger, many people fell ill and died on board. Passengers, sailors and even captains, many did not survive. The ferocity of this plague was beyond imagination, and in the end, except for Cameron as the first mate, only six or seven people survived. And they were completely frightened by the plague.

A group of people discussed leaving the warship in an escape boat, and they even demanded that the warship be burned in order to prevent the spread of the plague.

As the first mate on the ship, the highest-ranking of the group, Cameron accepted the opinion. He had food and water ready and the lifeboat down. And he took the fire and went to the cabin to set fire to the ship.

It was a very dangerous thing, and no one could guarantee that he would not be contaminated with the terrible plague when he entered the cabin. But since he is the only one with the highest status among the remaining people, this kind of thing is the only one he can do. People who beg for a living at sea are like this, what kind of treatment you enjoy on weekdays, and what kind of price you have to pay when it is critical. No one thinks there's anything wrong with that, not even Camallen himself.

He walked into the cabin and began to light a fire from inside. And just as he was doing this, the demons sent him to the gods, and he suddenly wanted to look among the relics of the dead to see if he could find something useful. And with this search, he found the so-called Spear of Mercy from the corpse of an alchemist.

After all, he is a naval officer of the Empire, and he still knows this alchemy musket. His own captain had such a standard Imperial musket, and occasionally he would borrow it to use it to show off in front of some mud legs. He liked this weapon very much, and it was precisely because he liked it that he could see the difference in the gun in front of him.

The shape is more delicate than the average musket, and a special magazine design, which makes him subconsciously think that this is a masterpiece produced by some alchemist. However, only those who knew the identity of the dead alchemist knew that this was simply impossible.

This alchemist is still very famous in the North Sea area. However, he is famous not because of his superb skills, but because of his madness and stupidity.

Alchemy is arguably the least talent-hungry of the caster classes. You don't even have the talent to manipulate the aether at all, as long as you can carve a circle fine enough to use energy sources such as magic crystals, you are qualified to become an alchemist.

The requirements of this profession are more in the level of sophistication and genius of the imagination. If you want to be a qualified alchemist, you must be able to achieve the highest level of detail. And to become a master, you have to have enough genius ideas to create and present everything in your mind. Leonardo da Vinci is a good example of this, and his Colossus of Magic Steel has proven his talent for vision. And this dead alchemist is a good example of the opposite, because he can't do even the most basic finesse.

Because of the delicate requirements of craftsmanship, the vast majority of alchemists are prohibitions. Many people don't drink alcohol all their lives to make sure their nerves aren't numbed by alcohol. But this guy was an exception, he liked wine even more than his profession, and it was because of this preference that he completely ruined his career before he was thirty years old.

The nerves eaten away by alcohol made him no longer able to carve his own works between square inches, and it was really ridiculous that he was a promising alchemist, but in the end he couldn't even keep his job.

However, he was not reconciled, and always dreamed of being able to become an alchemist again, to become a brilliant alchemist like Darwin. It would have been a good thing, an ambitious ambition. But alas, he only pays lip service to this ambition and does not really put it into practice.

For a few years, he was still like that. In addition to still drinking heavily, he has become more and more arrogant and perverse. He thought he still had hope, but almost everyone knew that there was no hope for such a guy. So everyone began to laugh at him, insult him, and call him a mad dog. Because he is indeed like a mad dog, he has no other ability than barking.

Such a man died here, and Cameron did not feel at all that he deserved his sympathy. Like most people, he thinks it's better for such a guy to die. However, unlike ordinary people, he knows more about this mad dog alchemist. Because fundamentally, they're all hillbillies who came out of one place to beg for a living, mud legs.

Ten years ago, they left the remote mountain village together, and he joined the Imperial Navy several times, and he was caught by an old alchemist and became an alchemy apprentice. It can be said that since that time, their life trajectory has been divided into two different curves. Cameron is below, he's above.

One can only be a small naval officer at best, while the other has the opportunity to become an alchemist that those noble lords compete to woo. The disparity is absolutely obvious. Faced with such a situation, Cameron was jealous and complained. But he knew very well in his heart that if he exchanged opportunities, he might not be able to do the other party's level. Because he knows the gap between them, he knows the talent of that guy.

He has a talent for whimsy, a skill that can amaze even an old alchemist with decades of experience. That's why he was able to go from a clay leg to a promising alchemist. This kind of talent is simply incomparable to ordinary people, and they can only look up and admire it like themselves.

It's just a pity that he buried himself himself. But Cameron believes that the final work of someone with that talent will not be too bad. And that's exactly what happened.

The Gun of Mercy, this is his last work. And it is precisely because of this last work that Cameren's life has changed.