Mage Joan

"Conti, I'm just making an analogy. You don't need to be too deep in the drama!"

Qiao An was interrupted by the Asa girl and couldn't help being angry and funny, but seeing the persistence in her eyes, she had to make concessions.

"Forget it, love is love, you are happy!"

"In short, you are a successful person, and no matter what you do is going well, then as a devout Sindra believer, you will owe your success mainly to your own hard work, or to good luck-also Is it the grace of the Goddess of Destiny?"

Conti blinked his **** and white eyes, thinking and replied: "Efforts are of course essential, but there has never been a shortage of people in this world, and there are very few people who succeed in realizing their ideals. I think it is the destiny that is decisive. The role of a person with faith, the more successful the worldly life is, the more he should strengthen his faith and be grateful."

"Look, the problem is here!" Qiao An shrugged, "You fail, blame yourself for not working hard enough, you are not eligible for the protection of the goddess of fate; your success, your own efforts are only a secondary factor, the key lies in the goddess of fate Bless."

"According to this logic, the goddess of destiny will always be great, glorious and correct, and will always be invincible-this so-called aphorism that is both valid and converse is not a fraud that cannot be verified or falsified?"

Qiao An sneered twice, not afraid to speculate with the greatest malice:

"What a'goddess bless the self-improving people'! The guy who came up with this sentence and asked the arsenal to engrave on the rifle must be a big fool who deceives people and does not pay for his life, and a super magic stick who is used to rhetoric!"

"This kind of person, I suggest you stay away from him, lest he sells him someday and counts the money for him!"

As soon as the voice fell, Qiao An realized that Conti, Haakon, and Slude looked strangely at him, and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"What kind of expressions are you guys? Could it be that the wave of analysis I just made...has flaws?"

"Do you know who brought up the inscription on the **** in the first place?" Slude asked with a smile.

"Could it be, the one in the palace...?" Qiao An couldn't help but see cold sweat on his forehead.

"To tell you, it is your Majesty the Emperor." Slude's smile was even thicker, "Joan, you said your Majesty Roland is a big fool, a big stick, do you mean that?"

"Huh? This..."

Qiao An nodded inappropriately, and shook his head was also inappropriate-wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

"By the way, Hakon and Kandy and I are just unknown people. There is no chance to see His Majesty Roland. You are a visiting scholar personally invited by His Majesty Roland. Do you think that among our group, who is more likely to be deceived by Your Majesty," People sell it and help them make money'?"

Facing Slude's sharp questioning, Qiao An could not wait to swallow all the unlucky words just said, and hurriedly opened a wave of "psychic theater" to suppress the shock.

"What I just said was just a joke, don't take it seriously! By the way, Brother Hakon, I have another very important question for you!"

When he was in an embarrassing situation, the young mage forcibly turned off the topic, and the young mage once again showed Qi Da's emotional intelligence, and by the way, he pretended to be calm and turned a deaf ear to the laughter of the girls behind him.

"The **** of the wind gun can only maintain forty shots at a steady rate. How do you inflate it afterwards?"

"Use special inflatable equipment, such as this one."

Hakon pulled out a suitcase-like device from the weapon cabinet. After opening it, there were two rows of ten sets of inflation plugs inside. Screw the cylinder to the inflation plug and open the valve to inflate.

"This is a military squad-level small air rifle inflator, which can inflate 10 cylinders at the same time, and it can be filled in 1 minute."

"This kind of small inflator weighs only 50 pounds, which is very convenient to carry. There is also a large military station type inflator, which weighs 200 pounds and needs to be carried by a carriage or a truck. It can inflate 100 cylinders at the same time, even more than one grade. The troops will be attached."

"The individual equipment of the Far Eastern Army includes an air rifle plus four gas cylinders. Before the battle, the gas cylinders are filled and stored in a military bag for spare use. Including the gas cylinders that come with the rifle, a total of two hundred can be fired. Bullets are usually enough to cope with a day’s battle, and there is no time to refill gas cylinders during the intermission.

While listening to Hakon's introduction, Qiao An immediately used a "mythological analysis technique" on the inflator, and checked the spells attached to this device. As expected, the core craft was the 4-ring "Secondary World Oath Binding".

The so-called magic inflator, to put it bluntly, is a simple structure. A "wind element" is called from another world and sealed in the box to provide high-pressure air for the cylinder.

The principle of this device is very similar to the "wind-driven ladder", which uses wind elements to provide a steady stream of power.

At this time, Hakon took out another pistol in a holster and showed it to Qiao Ann.

"This is also an air gun?" Qiao An asked.

Hakon nodded and introduced: "Far East 1624 type air pistol, the commander-specific model, can guarantee shooting accuracy within 60 yards, the magazine has a capacity of six rounds, and a gas cylinder is embedded in the butt, which can fire 16 rounds. The lethality is similar to that of an ordinary magic crystal revolver, and it's not bad for self-defense."

"The biggest feature of the air pistol is that it has its own inflator. The holster is a miniature inflator. Insert the pistol into the holster and fill the gas cylinder in one minute."

"Very exquisite design, the price is not cheap, right?"

As an enchanting expert, Qiao An knows that any delicate design will eventually have to pay corresponding costs.

"Isn't it? The price of an air pistol is as high as 300 quintals. You can buy 6 air rifles for the same money. The main price is the holster with its own inflation function!"

Hakon slapped his lips exaggeratedly.

"The reason is expensive. The pistol is not for ordinary soldiers. At least it can be equipped by a company commander-level officer. In fact, it is mainly a status symbol."

Slude said with a smile.

"Joan, come and see this, it's fun!"

Conti held a melon-shaped round object in each hand, held it high, smiling sweetly, but scared Sluder's face.

"Don't throw it away! That stuff is dangerous!"

"What's that, alchemy bomb?" Qiao An looked like.

"The 1624-style military alchemy bombs used in the Far East, commonly known as'magic grenades' in the army. The two in Conti's hands are basic models. Pull out the safety plug and explode when thrown out. The killing radius is not less than 20 feet. The impact and fragment puncture have an average destructive force of up to 7 energy levels."

Brother Hakang, he learned so-so in cultural classes, especially his math scores, but he has never forgotten all kinds of military equipment data. It sounds so rare that Qiao An has to suspect that the skill tree is crooked.

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