Book 2: Chapter 47
“You look a bit down today, prince, did someone try to kill you on the way here? Don’t come here if that’s the case. What would I do if you ruined my place?”
“No, I was just playing with the children for a bit. But what you said hurt me. I thought we were friends, but you’re more concerned about your shop than me.”
“Hahahahaha!”
The red-haired lady laughed in a heroic tone. She picked up the alcohol bottle by the side and gulped a few mouthfuls. She then wiped her mouth and said: “Yeah, that’s right. I’m quite proud to have become friends with you too, your majesty. But you have to consider it from my perspective, because I built this workshop piece by piece. Everything in here was created by me. Everything in here has me to thank, not you or the empress. I can help you out of friendship, but that doesn’t mean that I have to sacrifice everything for you.”
“You’re right. You’re right.”
I impatiently waved my hand and then sat down, and said: “You smoked again, didn’t you? Didn’t I tell you there was gun powder over here? If you don’t want to get burnt up with your workshop, go smoke outside or make another room.”
“Prince, you’re even fussier than my mom. If I had to go outside every time I wanted to smoke, I must as well live outside. And where would I find the money to make another room? It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. I won’t ignite the gunpowder, don’t worry. Oh, right. I’ve finished the gun you asked for. Here.”
She bent down and grabbed a gun leaning on the wall, handed it to me, and then picked up her pipe. I ran my hand over the gun. The gun was really heavy, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Plastic doesn’t exist in this world. To be able to make this gun is a pretty decent accomplishment. Lucia can control wind which is why I didn’t design for there to be an air pump. However, I’ve already managed to give it the ability to fire consecutively. As long as one can create an air pump, they’ll be able to fire steel balls like a machine gun.
The gun had rifling done too. If it were to fire steel balls… It’s probably not the best idea to tune it so that it can put holes in peoples’ bodies. There are no wars here, so a bit of brutality probably isn’t going to matter. I pushed the door open and looked at the height of the building. I then asked: “Can I make a rather ridiculous request? Umm, can you make a chimney higher than this?”