Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 147: Nightmare Coming

Chapter 148: Nightmare Comes

Claude is tired of running things around the house.

His father was also the executive director of the old rapist, and even if the merchant fleet had happened, his investment would have been lost and he would have been fired from public office. Such a blow would have been almost fatal for others, and probably would have been dismal ever since. But from what Mr. Morsan has endured, and even thought of defending himself, from giving his former opponents a chance to retaliate, Claude feels worried for his father that he is purely hungry and worried for nothing.

I'm just a normal person, I don't know why I crossed into this different world, I don't have a grandfather with me, I don't have a system to accompany me, and I'm still not sure if I have gold fingers. Perhaps the magical gift is, coincidence makes me a magician.

But it didn't make me go all the way to pick up gear like the hero of those novels, Dragon Awesome, while picking up chicks and waiting for those faithful servants to come to the door and give money to themselves to give away the Goddess Goddess to their granddaughters until the Goddess exterminated the unbeatable realm of the Devil. I am now practicing slowly at the level of a Circle Wrangler, a little filled with magic inside the second Six-Mountain Star in the meditation space, and it looks like I have a long time to advance to a Second Circle Wrangler.

Passover never considered himself a genius, nor did he think he was much smarter than others. Though it was a journey through, he found that his past life's experiences and insights had not helped him much in this different world, but rather that his steady personality and calmness, which had become unexpected, had allowed him to live safely through several dangerous experiences.

Character determines fate, which is true.

The traveler just wants to spend his life in peace with Claude in this different world, by the way, or explore the different scenery of this different world, and then learn about the mysteries of magic, so he can be satisfied.

I'm not much smarter than the people in this world, and I have to fit into this world to be a part of it so that no one can think of me as a heterosexual. This is what the transceiver always warns himself about. In reality, there is no such thing as what the novel describes as the pleasant plot of punching his face all the way up. Although the transceiver is now an 18-year-old teenager, he is psychologically over the age of secondary school.

In the Register of Population Status of the Kingdom of Orvillas, Claude is just an adult civilian just over the age of 18 in White Deer Town, three counties southwest, hanging from the national Morsan. Fields has no right of inheritance under his domicile, son. Unlike others, there is also a line of notes indicating that it is ranked first alongside 575 Physical Students at Bai Lu Town National Secondary School and is currently the director of the Normanly Forest Farm.

So Claude thinks he's still doing his job well as a forest manager, not going to the farce that happened at the butler's house. My father said that home auctions should last until the end of the month, so that the whole town knows. It's so bad, can't you live a good life? Claude even wants her sister and her brother to live in a cabin with herself, lest they be held hostage in a poor home. Claude had to dispel that thought only because of his mother's strong opposition.

Claude didn't really care if his father told him to hurry up and learn pharmacology to qualify as a junior pharmacist. Not that he didn't understand the good intentions of his father, but that he thought he couldn't do it. Needless to say, it's hard for Claude to remember just about a thousand drugs.

Mrs Maria had told Claude in the woodlands at the time that it was useless to remember hard backs. It was better to have physical hands in order to make a contrasting deeper impression. It was difficult to remember merely looking at the graphical depictions on the books. For example, a herbal herb is very different from what it looks like after being picked and refined, which is just a simple explanation in the book, and can easily be confused with other medicines.

The biggest difference between Claude and Mrs. Maria is that he puts magic practice first, and studying pharmacology is just an interest, incidental. On the contrary, Mrs. Maria and he are an intermediate pharmacist and proud of their status. Learning magic is due to childhood curiosity, but growing up instead of paying much attention to magic, it can look like nothing else.

Upon returning to the woodlands, Claude stayed essentially in the cabin, except for his routine trap hunting activities at the woodlands. Alchemy magic experiments were conducted in the study to forge barrels based on the metal material recipe on Master Landers' magic note.

Only after Claude's successful replication of the barrel, he found that the barrel he had refined appeared to be much worse than the barrel material of his current Obash Type II fireline gun, and for that reason he conducted a test by shooting the longest range of particulate standard No. 3 companion powder into the refined barrel, which revealed a very small crack in the barrel after firing, apparently unable to withstand the chamber pressure at the time of firing of this particulate powder.

It appears that the development and research of firearms on the Farea continent has not stalled as much as they thought, at least they have improved the material of the barrel. Unfortunately, the ingredients in this barrel are highly confidential, and Claude wants the same quality barrel to be tested on his own, adding and synthesizing all kinds of metallic materials.

After a week or so of hard work, Claude finally made two barrels that made him more satisfied, a little less than the barrel of the Obash Type 2, but enough for Claude. The next thing he had to do was modify a firearm, and with a barrel, the rest of the accessories wouldn't be too difficult for Claude, and the drawings were already drawn, which meant that the size and everything needed to be adjusted when fitting.

At the end of the month, Claude was preparing to go to the woods with his own firearm for a shooting test. Looking at Theori, the Lin man, returning from the town, he told Claude a message from a messenger from Wang Du informing the town hall of the bad news of the merchant fleet being robbed by pirates and destroyed by the entire army, which had been confirmed by the Royal Navy Department. Several survivors who surrendered under the threat of piracy and eventually joined the pirate gang have been pardoned and will be returning to White Deer Town in a few days.

Theorie said that this nightmare caused a huge wave in White Deer Town, where the families of nearly a thousand sailors gathered in front of the town hall and were eager to hear from their loved ones. There has been a cry, the grief surrounds the whole town...

Finally, Claude looked in the direction of the town and could imagine that sad scene. He didn't want to make this fun, and as a bystander, he could only trust his father that they were capable of coping with the scene. For today, Father, they are well prepared.

But there's one man Claude can't avoid, Alexander, and that's his best friend. By now, he had recovered most of his body, and the last time Claude and Verickro visited him, he had been able to get out of bed and walk around and do some minor physical exercises. I just hope that the nightmare from today won't overwhelm him and aggravate his injuries...

The newly created firing test was not going very well, and Claude was not an arms expert, but based on the firing gun he had seen in his previous life. So even though it looks exactly the same, even the sights and the lighting doors are there, there are still frequent malfunctions during the shooting tests. One of the two biggest problems is that there were five or six dumb fires with 10 shots, which means there was no fire. Another problem is that the locks are loose and the trigger pulls down too slowly.

Rock ignition appears to be somewhat unreliable, not every impact can cause Mars to erupt, nor can it spark 100 per cent of the powder in the powder pool, which is the main reason for the high rate of mute fire. Claude deliberately moved the stone and medicine tank to the right side of the barrel for easy targeting by pressing the mounting door above the barrel and placed it obliquely. This is what he saw in his previous life as a so-called French antique firearm, and it seems that it needs to be adjusted.

Too loose locks should be a matter of material, soft, preferably the kind of elastic steel, which also takes time for Claude to experiment slowly to adjust the optimal material formula. Also, due to the material of the barrel, the firing rifle has a range of about 200 meters and an effective kill distance of within 120 meters. The only advantage that seems to be easy targeting and improved shooting accuracy compared to a fire rope gun.

But because Claude remembered what was happening in town, he didn't have much thought about rectifying the pistol in his hand, but put it aside and decided to go home first. If something goes wrong, bring your mother, sister and younger brother to the woodland in case they get hurt by the pond fish.

When he drove home in a carriage, Claude found that nothing was wrong at home. While relieved, she asked her mother, who said that her father had arrived at the town hall in the afternoon and delivered a touching speech in public.

Mr. Morsan said that, after his arrest and that of his friends on unknown charges of endangering the kingdom, he had implicitly noticed that it was likely that an accident had occurred in the merchant fleet, which had led to their arrest as the main investors in the merchant fleet, but he had no choice but to pray at that time, not knowing the reasons and the circumstances of the merchant fleet.

However, after being removed from public office and released home, Mr. Morsan had had difficulty sleeping day and night, worried about the outcome of the merchant fleet and had a bad feeling in his mind. That's why he sold his property and cashed in all his shares in the meantime, just to be ready before the nightmare. Instead of trying to escape, he wanted to shoulder his responsibilities with his friends and give the necessary help to the families of the sailors and crew.

According to the surviving sailors who were coerced by the pirates to surrender, more than seventy of the sailor crew of the merchant fleet were killed in the fight against the pirates, and Captain Otruni, along with five unwilling crew members, was banished to an uninhabited island in the silent ocean. The remaining 200 sailor crew members were divided among the various pirate groups and became part of the pirates.

Only now that the survivors have not returned to White Deer Town, no one knows if their loved ones are still alive. In fact, Mr. Morsan, they are responsible only for the more than seventy sailors who lost their lives fighting pirates, who have separated themselves from the merchant fleet.

Nevertheless, Mr. Morsan announced publicly that, according to the pre-departure roster, all members of the merchant fleet would receive a compensation in the amount of eight gold kroner, equivalent to the sum of the salaries of a sailor for three years. As for the crew of the sailors identified as dead in the war, they received a pension of fifteen gold kroner, which was sufficient to allow the bereaved family members to have spent the last five years in abundance.

Almost everyone praised the benevolence of merchant fleet investors, such as Mr. Morsan, who was said to have thundered in front of the town hall after Mr. Morsan's announcement. As family members of sailors and sailors, most of them know that sailing is a life-threatening job, and that they are prepared to fight for their lives.

Generally speaking, a sailor's and crew's pensions are equivalent to one year's salary, around three gold kroner. Now nearly tripled by Mr. Morsan, this is compensation, and pensions have been increased five-fold, which has reduced even the grief of losing loved ones. Not to mention that their loved ones may not be dead yet, maybe one day they will escape from the pirates...

It seemed that the fathers were perfectly in control of the situation, not resented by the families of the sailors, but gained a lot of prestige in the town and worried themselves for nothing. However, Claude asked his mother if she needed to take her brother and sister to the woodland for a while. Unexpectedly, her mother refused. She thought that this difficult time would soon pass, and there was no need to hide in the woodland like this...