The Witcher: Darkness Falls

Leon sat on the bed in a daze. In front of him, the pipe was lying quietly on the red velvet.

In addition to the musket itself, there were ten steel balls and a small can of black powdery substance. The dwarf said that was black powder.

The dwarf sold them to him for a token sum of one hundred florins.

She said she was thanking him for his hospitality and that she liked him.

If Leon took these things out and told the world that this was a very lethal weapon.

I'm afraid everyone will laugh at him and call him a lunatic.

But his intuition told him that this would definitely pose a threat to any race in the world, including dragons.

Of course, the prerequisite is to overcome its many shortcomings.

Otherwise, as Ganmier said, this thing has too much uncertainty and can only be regarded as a work of art.

The half-elf sneered at this thing. Although the musket was very powerful, its hit rate was low, its range was short, and its firing rate was slow.

As a half-elf warrior, Ganmire inherited the vision and strength from the elves.

He was a natural archer. Drawing the bow, drawing the arrow and shooting was as easy as breathing for him.

In his own words, he could shoot out the eyes of a monster thirty meters away with his eyes closed.

But this is obviously impossible with a musket.

But Zivar seemed to have a special liking for this thing, and he kept defending the musket.

He said that if possible, he would find a way to solve the current problems of the musket one by one.

At that time, he will use a musket and Ganmir will use a bow and arrow, and they will fight it out.

The two of them high-fived and swore an oath. After all, dwarves and half-elves were long-lived and had plenty of time.

And Lyon agreed to be a witness to them, a duel between musket and bow and arrow.

But before leaving, the dwarf asked Leon for his opinion on the musket with a try-it attitude.

Leon didn't know much about this thing, but his instinct told him that it definitely had the power to change the world.

He pondered for a moment and gave another answer.

"For example, if you make the gun barrel thicker and longer, make the handle bigger and thicker, replace the steel ball with a steel ball, and then install this thing on a carriage, the power will be even more amazing."

After hearing this, the dwarf was stunned for a moment, his eyes sparkling, and he praised Lyon as a genius.

The half-elf was stunned, his eyes filled with fear.

It was as if he had seen some terrible future in Leon's description just now.

But this is not what Lyon needs to consider. He is staring at the musket in front of him in a daze.

The original, according to Zivar, was a similar iron lump that he bought from Povis a few years ago and now lies in the basement of his hometown, Mahakam.

The exquisite musket in front of Leon was improved with the help of Zival's friend, another dwarf living in Mahakam.

From materials to launch methods, everything has changed compared to the original version.

However, due to the high failure rate of muskets and their unsatisfactory effectiveness, this thing does not seem to have become circulated yet.

The dwarf once thought about selling this thing, but ended up losing money, and he even owed a lot of debts to the Dwarf Bank.

He joined Ganmier's team to make money and pay off his debts.

According to him, he only needs a few more missions to pay off his debt, and then he will focus on improving the musket.

Lyon also introduced him to his dwarf friends, namely Jeraka and others in Dan Rowan.

"If someone can really realize its potential..." Leon began to think about what he should wear to avoid being shot to death when facing the improved musket.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally found out sadly that even the dragon could not defend against the steel balls, so he had no possibility of defending himself unless he stayed in an iron box several centimeters thick.

Magic barriers probably won't work either.

The steel balls that can instantly shatter the dragonfly monster's thick scales can also most likely instantly break the magic barrier, and can even kill the wizard before he casts a spell.

Lyon thought about it and thought that if the other party was holding a musket and the musket was not malfunctioning, it could be fired smoothly.

He performed the Quinn Seal the moment the other party pulled the trigger... No, he had to perform the Quinn Seal the moment the other party raised the gun.

then……

Lyon rubbed his temple and discovered sadly that he had less than a 50% chance of blocking it!

"Damn it, what am I worried about?" Lyon suddenly found that he was actually scared when staring at this thing!

He took a deep breath and suppressed this unusual emotion.

"This still has many shortcomings. It will take at least a hundred years to improve all these shortcomings, right?" Lyon thought to himself.

He closed the wooden box, closed his eyes and began to practice.

Recompose yourself and put the gun behind you.

Instead of thinking about it changing the world a hundred years later, it is better to seize the time now to strengthen our own strength.

He felt that the enhancement effect of the Knight's Breathing Technique on him was becoming very slow. If he didn't persist, the enhancement effect would disappear.

By then, he might really be eliminated by this thing.

After all, who needs a witcher when you can kill a dragon with a musket?

After leaving the junction of the Alba River and the swamp, the follow-up impact of the dragonfly monster attack, except for the woman whose husband died, has faded and even become a topic of conversation among passengers.

The tourists who witnessed the dragonfly monster's attack with their own eyes talked excitedly to the tourists hiding in the cabins, gesticulating with their hands and feet, which attracted bursts of exclamations.

The discussion was centered around words like "monster," "demon hunter," and "cigarette holder."

The monster is no longer seen, and the witcher is not interested in talking about these things, so everyone naturally turns their attention to the dwarf's "pipe".

The appearance of the musket was just an episode. It killed a monster with a steel ball, and this thing only caused quite a stir among the passengers on the ship.

However, after asking if Zivar was still for sale and learning about the shortcomings of the musket, no one was interested anymore.

In their opinion, killing the dragonfly monster with a single shot from a musket was purely an accident, and they spent hundreds of florins to buy this thing, which they would most likely not be able to use.

Even if it is used, it is better to give them a sword to make them feel safe.

So the discussion about muskets faded.

It's the rainy season now, and the sky over Nilfgaard has been filled with dark clouds. This year's rain seems to be heavier than in previous years.

The captain complained that due to heavy rain, he had to dock the ship at the port of Lock Grim in the Alba Delta.

At the same time, he also had to refund part of the shipping fee for the remaining journey because no one wanted to wait in Lock Grimm.

He couldn't ask the passengers to wait, but fortunately they had signed the agreement in advance and didn't have to refund all the money.

"Let's go. Let's rest for a night and set off tomorrow. It's faster to travel by land. I just hope this damn rainy season will end soon and not delay our next trip." Denzel looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and said with a frown.