The New Civilization of Witches

Chapter 28: Fierce Scar

When Roland tried to turn theory into practice, he found that it was not as easy as he had imagined.

In the backyard after four or five days, the production of the harder drill succeeded.The young man was able to calm down

because he could use the high temperature flame from Anna, which could easily reach above 1500 degrees, and was enough to melt iron.

Without the need to think about temperature control, and use conventional methods to produce steel, easily and quickly make a small number of steel bars –

that is the stirring of high-speed iron sticks with molten iron. Excess carbon and other impurities in the pig iron will oxidize upon contact with air.

By repeating this a few times before letting the molten iron cool down, it is possible to get high quality steel.

The problem lies within the steam engine.

The noise and vibration generated by his steam engine prototype was impressive, even when stabilizing the drill it was impossible to complete the pipeline.

When doing heavy work or menial work, this level of vibration is not a problem, but processing the barrel of the weapon is clearly impossible.

If he wanted to improve the steam engine, he had to make a governor of centrifugal mechanics to control the output power of the steam engine,

and then he can reduce the vibration by using gears to adjust the speed of the drill rotation. And he needs simple lathe equipment.

With all this in mind, Roland found no way to achieve this goal while preparing for the upcoming Demon Moon.

In the end, he could only use the old-fashioned way, and let the blacksmith hammer the drill into the barrel.

But plans to mass produce firearms are impossible.

According to the number of blacksmiths in Border Town, it was only possible to produce 3-4 root barrels each month, though,

but only in case he stopped the production of the second steam engine. The only good news is that there is no need to worry about the quality of the barrels.

The blacksmith just needs to knock down the rough pipes, and then Anna can do a unifying commissure, the work is smooth and so good that it basically eliminates the risk of a barrel explosion.

So Roland had no choice but to change his plan beforehand. He's trying to recruit hunters

from Border Town,

which will then form a – rifle team most of them are proficient in archery with bows or arrows, both of which are useful weapons.

Moreover, they only needed a short time to train with firearms, so they could be quickly sent into battle.

But now with only four weapons produced before the Moon Demon, he could only choose the most outstanding hunters and lacked the manpower to build an elite group.

Roland decided to let Iron Axe handle the matter, he had already spent fifteen years in Border Town, so he had to know who the best hunters were.

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For the past month, Brian was unhappy. Especially when he met the militia on the street, his dissatisfaction feelings would multiply.

He felt His Majesty had forgotten about him.

A month ago when he was summoned by the knight chief, he was full of excitement. He will have close contact with the 4th Prince,

and getting direct orders from His Majesty, how lucky and glorious it is!

He grew up in Border Town, and although he was born to a family of ordinary hunters, based on his ability he was able to earn a spot as a city patrol.

He knew he could not rely on his family background to become a knight,

but instead could only wait for the opportunity to obtain enough merit to receive the honor of being a knight.

His Majesty asked him what he knew about the demon beasts, so he did not seem willing to give up his own territory during the winter.

He was trying to find a way to fight against the demonic beasts.

Then the haphazardly built walls also proved that there was no doubt that this year they would spend the Demon Months in Border Town.

If he wants to stop the demon beast invasion here, we should form a battle team ahead.

Brian thinks that he himself is a good candidate, he is adept at investigating, fencing, and riding,

and in the last year he was even the last person in Border Town to light a fire,

proving that he did not lack courage, but he never expected that His Majesty intended to choose a team of civilians to fight against the demonic beasts!

Yes, a pure civilian team, and not just him, but an entire patrol team of ten people was not accepted during the review by the knight chief.

This is truly incredible, does Your Majesty think that these people, who have never wielded a sword, would be better at fighting than the patrols of his own city?

He was afraid that when they saw the ferocious appearance of the ferocious beast, they would instantly faint!

But His Majesty seems serious.He not only trained the masses, but even gave them uniforms and many other clothes.

Every afternoon Brian could see this group of people wearing brown and gray leather suits, they were arranged in two columns walking down the street.

At first, they did not have any order, but these days it has become neater and bolder.

While he himself still had to do his boring job every day, he could not see the possibility of promotion now.

As he was rolling around at night, he could hear a voice at his door, then the door opened and someone entered quietly.

"Hey, we're awake" whispered someone in a low voice.

Brian knows whose voice this belongs to, belongs to a member of his own patrol, nicknamed Fierce Scar. In his room, five people slept.

Other than himself and the Greyhound, the other three quickly stood up, and they looked ready, they had not even taken off their coats.

"Captain, get up, I have something important to tell you."

In Longsong Stronghold Fierce Scar had a noble relative, who had never heard of his noble uncle?

So thanks to this he has a high status in the team.

"What's going on?" Greyhound also woke up,

"This... it's so late, why don't you sleep... aren't you sleepy?"

"I've got the greatest job of your life to introduce to you, you want to be canonized as a knight, right?"

"Whatwhat?

Knights?" Greyhound surprised.

Brian's heart surged wildly and he quickly asked, "At the end of the day what's his job?"

“You all know my uncle Hill, he's not just Duke Ryan's reporter, moreover, he's one of his confidants.

This is news that he himself personally admitted to me," Fierce Scar spoke in a low voice,

"The 4th Prince was preparing to release the shackles from Longsong Stronghold making Duke Ryan very unhappy.

He had decided to tell the prince who the true owner of the western border was. “

“Difficult, difficult, do not..your plan...murder..” Greyhound was so nervous that he started stuttering, and he did not even say a word.

“How is that possible,” Fierce Scar laughs crazily,

“After all, he is a Prince, if we kill him, even Duke Ryan cannot protect us.

I'm saying this is your greatest opportunity in life. Brain felt subconsciously that the deal was certainly not as simple as he claimed it to be,

but the temptation to be canonized as a knight was too great, he couldn't help but open his mouth,

“Began talking, we listened. ”

"Food!

If he had no food, he could only lower himself and return to Longsong Stronghold where Duke Ryan had already promised him a place.

As long as we manage to burn the food, which the 4th Prince had previously purchased, Duke Ryan will arrange a canonization ceremony for us, he said, and will give each of us a fief to the east of Longsong Fortress. This is a golden opportunity, Captain, what do you think? “

“You are mad.. Now, did not the seer of His Majesty say that this year…

if we burn everything, what will we eat!?” Greyhound again and again shook his head, and,

"two ... two years ago, there was a great famine, did everyone forget about it?"

"What does this have to do with us?" ask others with disgust,

"Again, I don't intend to stay here, if we do the job for Duke Ryan, we can live a comfortable life in the castle."

"Yes, do you want to eat this hell slag for life, right?"

Other people started to interfere. Shit, they've colluded before. Brian's heart grew cold, and besides, except for Greyhounds most of them came from outside the Border Town, and,

they came from all over the kingdom and they had no nostalgia for this city. Feeling powerless to stop them, Brian had to change the subject,

"But the purchased wheat was transferred to His Majesty's castle, and all the doors were guarded by His Majesty's knights, how could you carry out your plan?"

“That's why I need your help,” Fierce Scar smiles proudly,

“Since an early age you have lived in this broken place, so no one is more familiar with the environment here than you.

I remember you once said that there was a ravine in the abandoned well, and its end was connected to the water supply of the castle.

Through it, we can secretly enter the castle garden. Didn't you find it when you were a kid?

How's it?

With this easy task, you can become a knight in the future, a knight personally canonized by Duke Ryan.

“ A knight ... must not do injustice, on the contrary, he must have the courage to fight it, he must,

and he must not fear any danger, and must always be prepared to protect the weak!

For Duke Ryan's personal benefit, will his hometown's residents face the threat of starvation and death?

Being a knight like this, there is no glory at all!

He refused to open his mouth, but

Greyhound started screaming.

“You are a group of maniacs! You ... You ... really think of the idea to burn food!

I would never! Don't let you leave this place!

I'll report it, report to. ahh,”.

Greyhound only spoke up to here, his voice suddenly becoming weaker, with an overwhelming gaze he turned around, his voice suddenly becoming weaker,

looked at his former teammate who was standing behind him and sneered at him. A black dagger stabbed right into the Greyhound's waist; it actually entered the body.

Greyhound shivered twice, he opened his mouth and tried to say something, but he could only let out a hoarse breathing sound.

The other guard stirred his dagger inside the Greyhound's waist twice, and then he suddenly pulled it.

The Greyhound, like a puppet that suddenly lost its support, gently fell to the ground.

"How's it?" Fierce Scar was suddenly so close to Brian, that Brian could even feel a foul breath being exhaled from his mouth,

"I think you've made a decision, haven't you, Captain Brian?"