Travel through time and become a member of the Warhammer Empire

As night fell, the entire city of Glamorgan fell into absolute silence.

Although Bretonnia is a human kingdom like the Sigmar Empire, the former is far less prosperous than the latter.

There is no imperial nightlife in this land, let alone shops open at night.

In Bretonnia, where the economy is mainly agricultural, once the sun sets, there will be a day of rest.

The road was very quiet. Apart from the sentinels at the city gate, there was no one around. Windlow and Mousse also took today's goods and slowly walked towards the castle.

With the help of the light emitted by the white moon in the sky, Mousse's elf eyes can capture the faintest light and find the direction to move forward in the dark road.

"Here we are."

Mousse stretched out his hand and pointed. In front of them was the manor of the Holy Grail Knight, which was very different from what Windlow had imagined.

It was not a huge manor fortress like the Empire, with hundreds of square meters and a garden, nor were there houses for servants to rest.

In terms of moral standards, the knights of Bretonnia do indeed crush the nobles of the Empire.

The manor of this Holy Grail Knight is nothing more than a stone fortress, no more than a hundred square meters in size, but there is a relatively large lawn outside for horse racing.

Even the Holy Grail Knight's estate was not as good as his own stable.

The entire stone fortress was only two stories high. Mousse took a deep breath and jumped three meters high. He placed his hands on the wall of the fortress and then climbed up easily.

Then he lay down, grabbed Windlow who was still jumping below, and pulled him up.

After entering the stone fortress of the Holy Grail Knight, you can see the Holy Grail Knight sitting quietly in the house.

Without armor, he looked no different from an ordinary human, except for the faint divine light on his body.

In the middle of the night, he would write and draw by the light of candles at his workbench.

"You guys are here? Check the goods first."

The Holy Grail Knight has a level of sensitivity far beyond that of ordinary mortals. He does not even need any guards. Any movement approaching will be heard by the Holy Grail Knight.

Even according to most knights, the Holy Grail Knights can hear the sound of ratmen digging tunnels fifty meters away and attempting to launch an underground raid while they are asleep.

It was easy for him to hear the arrival of Windlow and Mousse, and when he turned around, he locked his eyes on the two of them.

Since you are doing business, you should indeed inspect the goods first.

Windlow brought Nunn's latest model of automatic rifle this time. He originally wanted to use it as his own weapon, but then he thought it would be better to sell it to the knights of Bretonnia.

"In the Nuun repeating rifle, Imperial engineers replaced the spring bar with a revolver. When the trigger is pulled, it causes the revolver to spin. The reload time is long, but it can fire seven rounds in a row."

"The effective range is 145 meters. It can cause full damage and penetrating damage to unarmored enemies. It can easily penetrate all plate armor while retaining more than half of its original power."

"According to the tests of the Nullen Engineering Academy, it only takes three shots to kill a Chaos Warrior, and it also only takes three shots to fight against a Kingdom Knight of Bretonnia."

Although it is not a good idea to use the Knights of the Kingdom of Bretonnia as an example, this is the only way to make the Holy Grail Knights further understand the power of the musket.

"2.5-inch caliber, shoots lead bullets, the gun is fast at seven steps away, and accurate and fast within seven steps. If you buy it now, I can give you a discount, 30 imperial gold coins."

This is a good deal. The import price of this rifle is 20 gold coins. If it is sold successfully, the profit margin will reach 50%.

"That sounds good. Then try shooting me."

The Holy Grail Knight just took a quick look at the weapon in Windlow's hand, and then said this casually.

"Shoot me. All seven rounds."

"this..."

Windlow has been doing business for so long, but this is the first time he has encountered such a tough guy. Could it be that he is trying to make things difficult for his customers?

The next step will be to ask yourself whether your gun is a golden gun leather or a golden gun bullet.

"Will there be gunshots in the middle of the night, causing panic among the residents around here?"

Don't make things too clear. The most important thing for a businessman is to pretend to be ignorant while knowing the truth.

"It won't affect the surrounding residents."

The Grail Knight picked up the object on the table that he had been studying. It was obviously an iron pipe made by a Bretonnian blacksmith. One end was blocked and filled with gunpowder and bullets, just like a primitive gun barrel.

Then the Holy Grail Knight lit the exposed fuse, and there was an explosion with a puff. The imperfect gunpowder burned incompletely inside the original barrel. Although the noise was not big, it was definitely not small.

The residents in the surrounding houses seemed to be accustomed to this situation and no one lit candles in their homes.

"Okay, if you want to."

There were no more steps to go down, so Windlow slowly raised his musket and deliberately aimed at a place other than the Holy Grail Knight's body.

"I'm going to shoot."

"You don't need to remind me."

"3,2,1"

After counting the last three numbers, Windlow hesitated and pressed the trigger. The gunpowder burned violently in the barrel, and then the lead bullet was pushed out directly by the strong impact force, flying out at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

The Holy Grail Knight picked up his sword from the side almost slowly.

The long sword was plain and simple, and it looked like an ordinary long sword forged in an ordinary blacksmith shop.

What follows is a situation that is no longer visible to the naked eye.

The Holy Grail Knight picked up the long sword with ease, and then drew a streak of sword energy.

The lead bullet was cut into two pieces by the sword energy while flying in the air, and then fell to the ground, still carrying the heat of gunpowder.

"I said bursts."

Since the Holy Grail Knight was so powerful, Windlow did not hold back and fired all the remaining six bullets.

The Holy Grail Knight also raised his sword six times in succession, and each time was an attack at its peak, completely cutting off all the bullets.

"!!!"

Mousse was so surprised that his eyes widened.

You know, the high elves, the sword masters of Hoeth who have been trained for hundreds of years can turn their swords into blurred afterimages and shatter arrows in the air.

But the weapon used was a magical weapon forged by the blacksmith under the White Tower of Hoeth.

And the human in front of him had only been trained for no more than a hundred years, and used an iron sword that could be found everywhere to cut off projectiles that were several times faster than arrows.

"The Holy Grail Knight is so terrifying."

The dark elf, who respected strength, immediately realized the strength of the man in front of him, and then took a few steps back to show his respect.

The Holy Grail Knight looked at the bullets that fell to the ground. There were no problems with the seven consecutive shots, and he could feel the power of the gun with his wrist.

"It's a good weapon. 30 gold coins for the deal. But I have one more request. You have to help me synthesize some high-quality gunpowder."

It sounds like the basic routine of buying a gun and getting free bullets, buying a house and getting free common areas, and the second gun at half price.

Windlow, an imperial businessman who had been in the business world for several years, immediately noticed that something was wrong.

"Dear Holy Grail Knight, you are not buying a gun, but you are really asking for the formula for gunpowder, right?"