This kind of psychological trauma is not something that can be filled in a few words, and I don't know how much I drank with Morston during the day, anyway, when Morston vomited and poured it into it in the end, the smell was terrible.

Had it not been for the timely arrival of Old Long, I am afraid that this prince and his guardian knight would have been poisoned with alcohol.

When the moon was in charge, Lao Longnuo carried two drunken people, one step at a time, one gasp was a pungent and unpleasant smell, and he became more and more disgusted, the three of them did not go out of the two miles, they all ran to the side of the road and vomited, and finally the villagers who passed by nearby, helped Lao Longnuo and sent the two of them back, according to Lao Longnuo's words, if he walked with the two of them for a while, it is estimated that he would be drunk.

The blood source in the body tried to help their body return to normal, and if the blood source had thoughts, he would have been working breathlessly while scolding the two of them for being stupid.

He rubbed his aching head, and opened his eyes to look around, everything familiar, his own table, his own teacup, his own knight's chief, his own window......

"it!"

Suddenly aware of something, he bounced up from the bed and looked sideways at the grizzled knight Captain Onshkona.

This drastic action made his stomach churn for a while, and he secretly sighed that the wine was really powerful, even the blood source could be paralyzed, and now the work efficiency of the blood source in the body was much lower than before.

"What the hell have you been through, Lord Knight?"

Looking at this bloodshot, gray-faced knight chief, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Anshcona rubbed to his feet and waved his big hand.

"Leave me alone. ”

As he spoke, he took out a black stone from the storage bag, threw it on the ground, took out his steel sword, and stabbed it fiercely.

Needless to say, the knight, who was originally keen on training, had great strength, and the steel sword slashed through the air, stabbing the stone with a whistling spark, bringing a burst of sparks, and then sending the stone flying and smashing it in the face.

Listening to this terrible wail, he finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

"That's right, Knight, this is it. ”

He jumped up from his shoes and helped Anshcona to his feet.

"The absentees told me that if you want to find this kind of stone that will spark when hit by metal, I have already broken a lot of knights' swords, and you have to pay me a musket......"

"Of course...... ...... vomit"

As soon as he lowered his head, he threw up directly on his shoes, he thought that he had slept for so long, plus he had vomited for so long before, there should be nothing in his stomach.

However, things are not as ...... as they seem Perfect.

"Oh my God...... You've eaten yellow sprouts, my favorite, and we might be natural friends. ”

Anshcona had given up his dignity for the sake of the musket, and in this disgusting scene, he still used his brains to pat this disgusting sycophant.

Hearing his words so disgusting, he just restrained himself from squirting again.

"Oooh...... And beef ......"

"Vomit ......"

When the subordinate endured the tumbling stomach and cleaned up the room, he had just thrown the blueprint of the fire pistol that he had drawn long ago to Anshcona and sent him away, and the process had already been told to him, and then Renault, a qualified overseer, knew what to do.

He also gave Renault a domineering name, the Steel Smelter.

Sitting on the edge of the bed in the studio and watching the sun gradually rising outside, the prince was full of emotion again, the prince got up early, and was tinkering with something in his studio, when he saw him, he just raised his head and smiled softly, looking still so sad, it seems that this heartache makes the prince in a short time, will not recover.

At this time, he suddenly felt that everyone was not living as easily as they seemed on the surface.

The pistol was being made, and the knights ran there every day, urging the blacksmiths to finish it quickly.

If he hadn't been able to beat him, the blacksmiths would have turned against him a long time ago.

It's been a week since the last drink, and he is considering whether to make a revolver, but in comparison, he still prefers a long-rod musket, and the pistol is shorter and lighter.

It is divided into three types, the most widely used is the exposed wheel type, which combines the advantages of fully exposed and built-in type.

The latter two have poor protection, but it is easy to clean the gunpowder residue, and the other is the opposite.

However, the exposed type has the highest artistic value, and the mechanical beauty is vividly expressed, but after thinking about it, I still think that the exposed type of the wheel is more cost-effective.

He really couldn't jump over something as beautiful as a revolver, and when the opportunity was right, he would make a collection.

Just as he was standing at the window and hesitating, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The prince walked in from the outside like a wild man, and once he got into the state, it was like a different person, and every time it was like a silent cry, fuck the etiquette, fuck the grace, long live science.

"I thought about it and felt compelled to tell you something. ”

"What?"

"This may help your weapon, but it's very dangerous and could cost you your life. ”

He frowned.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who can coax?"

"Honestly...... Like!"

"Rub!"

Morston walked slowly to his side, followed suit, and looked out the window with his hands behind his back.

"Why do you like sunshine?"

"The fiery sunset is beautiful, isn't it...... Wait! Hurry up and say what the hell is help. ”

"Do you know why my turbidity can be released?"

Morston stretched out his hand as he spoke, black flame-like energy beating in his palm, and the temperature around him suddenly became high.

"Why?"

"Awakening...... Or metamorphosis, the black turbidity in your body is the most primitive state, and the black turbidity in my body has been transformed, so that it will have new characteristics, think of my black turbidity, it will become able to be released, and it can explode, and it has a little temperature, and I am inconvenient to hide here. ”

"Oh my God! That's great material! If you can save it......"

"Impossible! It will disappear three centimeters away from me, and nothing will be able to carry it, it will be devoured. ”

"Okay, but I want you to tell me how to make it transform, it's important to me. ”

"You're really going to try it......"

He didn't speak, but looked straight at him.

"Okay, okay! Actually, it's very simple, let it fuse with the blood source, you also know that before the transformation, it usually stays in the depths of your soul, and with the blood source you can wake it up, consume the blood source to protect the internal organs, and let the black turbidity circulate throughout the body for combat, which is the way to use it before the transformation. ”

"And metamorphosis is to forcibly collide these two energies until they fuse with each other, or react with each other, to produce new mutations, and this move is likely to blow your body apart. ”