"Don't worry, Lord Sorel!"

"Brothers know what to do!"

…

After receiving unanimous approval from his subordinates, Sorel Moran nodded with satisfaction.

Then his voice returned to its loud tone, and he shouted with his chest raised and his head raised.

"alright!"

"Cheer up, everyone!"

"Bring these criminals who were seriously injured due to resistance back to the Sheriff's Department safely!"

"yes!!"

The team continued to move forward, the crisp sound of keys clattering and the sound of horse hooves echoing on the street.

…

One water hour later, in Rat Alley.

All the corpses here have been cleared away.

Only a mess was left at the scene.

It was getting dark at this time, and there was still about half an hour before the false night arrived.

The dark red light of the sun shines on the earth. This is a rare red sunset.

There was a dwarf riding a 28-inch bicycle, looking for clues along the alley.

He wore an insulating leather jacket in front of him, and a small forging hammer was stuck on his waist.

It didn't take long to find the scene of the incident.

"A violent explosion?"

"Right here?"

"It seems that the little mice I found did not lie."

With his short legs, he stepped on the pedal deftly, squeezed the handbrake, and stopped the bicycle steadily.

Then he got out of the car and kicked off the pedals.

After taking out a leather bag with a large capacity, I immediately lay down in front of the ruins and pits and started searching.

After more than ten minutes, the bag in this guy's hand was full.

It's full of shrapnel, warheads, bullet casings, gunpowder dust, etc. of various sizes.

"really!"

"The guy who killed Maul Greenleaf did a good job!"

"He must have magic musket technology in his hands that I don't know about!"

"But how do I find him?"

"In the next few Naroa days, there are still bicycle orders from the Kingdom's Western Front Military Supplies Department to be processed..."

"Those shit quartermasters who know nothing but keep making demands!"

"You actually want us to try to strengthen the bicycle with first-level runes?"

"These materials with extremely poor magic conductivity cannot be used to carve rune tracks at all!"

"If we change the materials, the cost will be at least five times higher!"

The dwarf blacksmith thought to himself and couldn't help but shake his head.

I placed the leather bag directly on the flat surface of the back seat and tied it up with a rope.

"Speaking of which, this thing is really easy to ride!"

"No wonder the Munitions Department immediately sent a magic airship from the giant city after receiving the sample!"

"No matter what, let's settle the order issue first on the next Naraya Day."

He jumped back on the bicycle, touched the third-level blacksmith badge on his chest, wiped off the dirt, then took out the flat wine flask he made from his waist and took a big gulp of strong liquor.

"belch!"

After letting out a big sip of alcohol, the dwarf blacksmith raised his head and glanced at the sky.

"Red clouds? It looks like it's going to rain!"

After muttering something to himself, he rode out of Stink Rat Lane.

Singing loudly while riding.

"La la la la, I am a hardworking blacksmith..."

…

West District, in the small courtyard where Chen Xuan is.

Everyone gathered in the courtyard, each doing their own thing.

The Zerikan sisters are having a meal.

They each held a box of self-heating hot pot and ate with their mouths full of oil.

Especially my sister Beria, there was a circle of red oil on her lips.

My older sister, who was a little more steady, wasn't much better. She even picked up the plastic lunch box and took a big sip of the spicy soup.

“It’s delicious, but not full!”

"Not full, not full!"

My sister Yuclan put down her lunch box, pointing to her flat belly and said seriously.

Sister Beria became the best supporter and echoed.

She is worse at learning common language than her sister, so her vocabulary is very monotonous.

Facts have proved that understanding a foreign language and speaking it well are two different things.

The two sisters can understand 80% of the common language, and they can further understand through expressions, gestures, and tone of voice. Basically, they can understand what Chen Xuan said.

The previous combat cooperation proved this.

Since witnessing his mastery of powerful explosives and magical space means.

The attitude of the two Zerikan sisters became a little closer again.

Kitten Girl sat next to them and stared at the two girls, looking dumbfounded and not knowing what she was thinking.

Chen Xuan heard that they were not full.

Ignoring the six leftover lunch boxes next to them, I took out a few canned meats and four boxes of self-heating hot pot.

Watching Pi Dian Dian's sister Beria running to fetch water, she smiled and said nothing.

He stores all these foods in boxes.

The two sisters' stomachs are so good that they can drink chili oil as water.

The pain stimulation brought by the spicy taste made these two foodies happy.

Chen was manually winding the driving spring of the empty M32 grenade gun and loading it.

There were many unmarked oil paper packages of ammunition scattered on the ground.

How exciting it is when shooting, how long it takes to reload.

Fortunately, he didn't feel bored while sitting in the courtyard, occasionally glancing at the cute cat lady and the two Zerikan foodies.

After loading the last grenade into the magazine, Chen Xuan stood up and twisted his neck.

"Rebecca, I'm going to practice for a while, and then go back there..."

"You can take them with you."

"Don't quarrel. It's best to teach them how to use the pistol."

"Better not go out until I get back."

He warned the cat lady and took out two brand-new Beretta M9 pistols, magazines and ammunition.

There are more than two hundred of this thing in the arms inventory, which is suitable as a training weapon for the female slave army in another world. As long as you master the pistol, it is very simple to get started with other firearms.

The kitten girl bowed respectfully and saluted.

The loose linen lining suddenly became completely empty.

Chen Xuan had a panoramic view of everything that should be seen and what should not be seen.

"This goblin!"

His eyes were out of control again, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart.
To be continued...