Ignoring all the shops that caught his eye, Payne made a beeline for the dwarven shops. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

That's it, seeing a shop full of all kinds of weapons and no customers inside, Payne walked straight in.

"Hello, my distinguished guest, how can I help you. A red-bearded, big-nosed dwarf greeted him with a smile when he saw a guest coming to the door.

Although this dwarf looked a little obscene, it was much stronger than the one he had met last time, and at least the sense of service had come up.

"Well," Penn nodded, taking a puff on his pipe, "I'm going to buy a musket, do you have a good recommendation?"

The red-bearded dwarf smiled brighter, said 'Wait a minute,' and turned to walk to the counter behind him.

I don't know if it's Payne's delusion, he seems to see a strange light in the other party's eyes.

It can't be a profiteer, right?

"Distinguished guests, please come over here. ”

Penn saw three delicate muskets with a heavy metallic sheen on the neat and smooth mahogany counter, which accentuated the nobility of the items against the red flannel tray.

"Hmm... Hmph," Payne swallowed dryly, he was really moved, well, actually a mess.

But all three muskets were four-chambered muskets, and you know with your toes that they cost a lot.

"The one you see only costs 120 gold coins, and as you can see, it has four chambers, but it fires very quickly, and it can be done in less than two seconds to send all four bullets, and it has a range of 500 yards, and it can be ...... with unbiased accuracy at a distance of 100 yards. ”

Payne didn't even hear a word when he heard the 120 gold coins.

It's like a life!

He looked at the dwarf in front of him, his eyebrows fluttering, his mouth was like a river, his thoughts were long gone, and his gaze began to drift, and finally landed on the two-barreled musket hanging from the wall.

"How many gold coins are there," Penn gestured, "it's the two-barreled one." ”

The red-bearded dwarf walked to the wall and stepped on a stool to remove the musket, "Is that it? Seeing that the guest nodded, he jumped down from the stool, then put the gun on the counter and said, "It only needs eight gold coins." ”

Eight?Payne's eyes lit up, he was completely acceptable to the price, but there were only two barrels missing, was the price a little too big, "Can you help me explain the difference between these two?"

"The difference?" Redbeard smiled, "as you can see, there is almost no difference between the two, whether it is in material, style, quality, or handfulness, the difference is only in the number of chambers. ”

"That's two barrels short?" Penn couldn't believe it, wouldn't it be worth a fraction of the fraction of this one if I bought two?

"No, no, no, my guest," Redbeard smiled and shook his head, patiently explaining though he had explained the problem countless times, "they are not two barrels, but two lives, do you understand what I say?"

I see, Payne thought, the people who can afford to buy muskets are basically high-risk workers, and an extra muzzle is indeed an extra life, whether it is the enemy or himself.

If you had the time to reload your bullets when fighting against a demon with extremely fast speed, I am afraid that you would have already been separated from life and death.

Thinking of this, Payne nodded, "Got it, can I try it?"

"Of course. ”

After the dwarf put away the three muskets worth hundreds of gold coins, locked the door of the shop, hung up the sign for a later business, and led the guests through a narrow corridor full of discarded weapons and equipment to the backyard.

Wow, that's really professional. In front of Payne was a shooting range, with several targets standing twenty yards away, and the dwarf skillfully pulled a rope to pull the target stock that could be moved back and forth, and then took out a fifteen-inch steel plate from under his feet.

"Look, my guest, this is the steel plate from which the armor is made. The dwarf said as he brought the target to the guest.

Payne was a blacksmith by training, and with a flick of his finger he knew whether it was iron or steel, steel or steel, hollow or solid.

Of course, a blacksmith in a small village can't make steel, not even steel, but there will always be some knights passing through the village, and when their armor needs to be maintained and cared for, it will be handed over to the blacksmith to do, and this work is usually done by Payne's predecessor.

"It's really stainless steel. Payne nodded.

The red-bearded dwarf saw Payne's professional approach, his eyes twitched imperceptibly, and then he asked Payne to draw a red circle on the steel plate casually, then hung the target and dragged it twenty yards away with a rope.

"Do you know anything about it?" said the dwarf, pointing at the musket.

Is it a matter of pointing at him?, Payne smiled wryly.

Seeing that the guest shook his head, the dwarf began to explain in detail.

Actually, it was not difficult, holding down a small raised button, and the chamber of the musket was easily broken, which was similar to a double-barreled shotgun.

The dwarf pulls out two thumb-sized bullets and presses them into the chamber of the gun, then closes it, aiming the muzzle at the red bullseye the size of a fingernail.

With a 'bang', Payne saw a puff of blue smoke coming out of the muzzle, followed by a crisp sound, and when he looked at the bull's-eye again, the red origin was gone, and the stainless steel plate revealed a small hole in the light.

The dwarf shrugged and handed the gun to Payne, "You can try." ”

Still in shock, Payne took the musket of the presser, aimed the muzzle at the steel plate with his experience, and then pulled the trigger. Almost at the same time as the gunshot rang out, an extra hole appeared in the edge of the steel plate.

"Good marksmanship!" the dwarf clapped his hands, not because he was deliberately flattering, but because the vast majority of customers missed the target the first time they fired, and it was outrageous.

I didn't know that the wall behind the target was built by a honeycomb coal barrier, but in fact, it was all bullet holes caused by missing the target.

"Thank you. Payne said excitedly, and then stroked the musket in front of him with his hand, his eyes full of love.

"By the way, why do you make muskets so complicated, like a revolver, isn't it lighter, and the number of bursts is higher. "Payne thought that muskets were still in their primitive, and that gunpowder needed to be poured from the muzzle and then loaded into the projectile, so he used multiple chambers.

But now the situation is completely different, since it is an independent bullet, then wouldn't it be more convenient to have a chamber, just like a revolver, six rounds should not be too casual.

Because Lord Hervey was a traditional knight and didn't care about firearms at all, Payne didn't have any concept of muskets, but this time he felt it for himself, and he immediately noticed something strange.

"What... What's the gun left?" Redbeard apparently didn't understand what Payne meant, or couldn't understand at all.

"Revolver, do you get the idea?" said Payne.

Looking at the dwarf's constipated face, Payne suddenly realized something.