At dawn, Carlos and his group finally returned to the place where Carlos was staying with a large amount of weaponry and magic crystal stones, and this time had already reached the time when the Mythic Rat People went to sleep normally, day and night was their habit of life.

　　At this time they are all sleepy one by one, Elanst is even more sleepy eyes are a little open, tonight Elanst is indeed very tired, and that sea spirit clan priest confrontation must have consumed a lot of essence, after all, age, some can not withstand the tossing and turning.

　　After letting them all leave their stuff at the door, Carlos let those Shuo Rattler warriors help Elanst to go back to rest, Carlos entered the door and saw that Shelia and the others had already slept, and Hoffman's snoring was clearly audible, although not as loud as before, but at least it proved that Hoffman was no longer in danger.

　　These Bell Bear warriors are also sleepy, after coming to the North Plains rest time is also disorganized, Carlos let them also hurry to go in to rest, while Carlos himself in the doorway is interested in counting, tonight's harvest of booty.

　　"A couple of magical cannons will be installed at home and set up as a defense force, these two huge crossbows will be installed on either side, and the smaller bows will be used to arm the Robert Rabbits, I'm going to make them into a flexible guerrilla force."

　　Carlos sat in front of the door sorting through the loot while still planning the categories of future armed forces.

　　"Get them a bit of heavy armor if they're the Bell Bears, and for weapons, spears don't seem to be a good fit, huge battle axes would be quite nice.

　　It's powerful enough for the Bell Bears to use, and deadly enough that it should be good for charging."

　　Carlos mulled over how to play to the strengths of the Bell Bears.

　　That was about all the stuff there was at the moment, and Carlos didn't have to study it for too long before he finalized the general direction, and then Carlos pulled the musket he'd snatched from the man who'd called himself the Sub-Commander out of his arms.

　　A gun was something both familiar and unfamiliar to Carlos, he hadn't seen a lot of images of the thing in his previous life, but had never gotten his hands on one, and now that he was literally holding a gun in his hand, Carlos had unusually mixed feelings.

　　"Let's test how powerful it is first."

　　Carlos said as he looked at the gun in his hand, then raised his hand before firing a shot at a rock not far away.

　　The bullet embedded itself in the stone and didn't pierce it, there were a lot of cracks next to the embedded eye, the force wasn't concentrated, the penetration wasn't strong, and Carlos summarized it as being of average power.

　　"Smoke?

　　Is this thing powered by ignition?"

　　Carlos was surprised that the principle was actually the same as that of guns and ammunition in his previous life!

　　Upon closer examination, Carlos realized that it wasn't, and although it smoked, it didn't have the burnt smell that comes from ignition, so what kind of smoke was this?

　　Carlos wanted to take the thing apart and study it, but quickly realized that it wouldn't come apart at all, and if he had to, it looked like he would only be able to destroy the thing, which would be more than worth it.

　　"Dwarven craftsmanship is not something to be cracked!"

　　As Carlos was fretting with the gun, he suddenly heard someone behind him.

　　Carlos nearly dropped his gun on the floor in shock, only to turn his head and see that it was Shelia standing behind him.

　　"Why did you wake up so suddenly, you scared me."

　　Carlos said softly.

　　"You still have the nerve to say that, I just fell asleep not long ago, was not sleeping well, you suddenly shot a gun so loudly, I do not wake up is not normal!"

　　Shelia huffed.

　　"You came back together, why aren't Avril and Hoffman awake."

　　Carlos said suspiciously.

　　"Hoffman bled so much and was so weak, and Avril consumed so much trying to save him that they both slept heavily, of course!

　　It's me, you woke me up just after I went to sleep, and now I can't sleep again!"

　　Shelia said without a word of humor.

　　"Since I can't sleep, why don't you help me study this thing, I just can't figure it out."

　　Carlos rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

　　"The technology of the Dwarves, I don't really understand, if this can be casually researched, this thing would have long been all over the continent, things like muskets are usually only owned by the nobles, and even the nobles don't own anyone, so it's obvious how precious this thing is."

　　Shelia said with an exclamation.

　　"Is it hard to believe that that mercenary is still a noble?

　　It doesn't look like it to me either!"

　　Carlos' focus is somewhat inexplicable.

　　"You're so clueless, so you have it now too, is it hard to believe that you're a nobleman too?"

　　Shelia said as she poked Carlos in the head.

　　"Eh," Carlos was instantly dumbfounded, feeling as if his brain had short-circuited.

　　"The way you look now, Hoffman would laugh at you if he saw you!"

　　Shelia said with a soft smile covering her mouth.

　　"It's a good thing he didn't wake up, it would have been a real shame if that Bean had laughed at him!"

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　　Carlos found it hard to accept just thinking about it.

　　"You know a lot, so tell me a little about muskets, I'd like to understand."

　　Carlos said handing the musket in his hand to Shelia.

　　"After all, you don't know anything with amnesia, so I'll give you a brief generalization."

　　Shelia said as she took the musket.

　　"This single-shot musket developed by the Dwarves is considered to be one of the simpler of the many firearms of the Dwarves, and the energy that catalyzes this weapon is also magical energy, but the Dwarves don't know what method they used to make this magical energy look like it can be easily released through a button or a mechanism!

　　It is one of the greatest and most incredible aspects of Dwarven skill."

　　"A group of our finest craftsmen of the Orc race once attempted to unlock the secrets of the Dwarves, they gathered and through a series of clever and special maneuvers, they took apart a repeating musket in its entirety, replicated every part and construction perfectly, and reassembled it without the same effect as the Dwarven musket!"

　　"Later on, they also specifically found a magician to enchant the parts, but the result was still the same, and after countless attempts and research there was still no progress, so they eventually gave up.

　　Now that there is hardly anyone left in the Orc Empire who has tried to unlock the secrets of the Dwarves, anyone who still clings to the study of this matter will surely be ridiculed by others."

　　"On the contrary, the humans have been very high profile in trying to crack the Dwarves' technology, which is said to have been going on for hundreds of years, since they first saw the power of the musket, and they haven't given up on it to this day, but they've never succeeded."

　　Shelia said.

　　Shelia told the story of the musket, unfortunately it wasn't what Carlos wanted to hear, he was more interested in knowing a little bit about the principles and such.

　　From this story Carlos could also tell that no one in the world other than the Dwarves could know this at the moment, and Carlos dismissed the idea of making the thing in bulk.

"Looking at it that way the Dwarves are indeed very powerful, and if the humans couldn't research it for so many years, I'd be even more surprised."

　　Hearing what Shelia spoke, Carlos did not hide the lost emotion on his face and whispered.

　　"There's no need to lose heart, you're a great sacrifice!"

　　Hylia said reassuringly, while handing the musket back to Carlos.

　　Instead of reaching for it, Carlos gently pushed it back.

　　"You need this more than I do, this musket will be left for your defense, you'll need to be able to defend yourself in the future when we're not around to protect you."

　　Carlos said with concern.

　　"No?

　　Are you leaving? Where are you going?

　　Why?"

　　Shelia ignored the precious musket, but instead pursued it eagerly, with an anxious, frustrated look.

　　"Huh?

　　I didn't want to leave, but there's no way to protect you every inch of the way ah, I'm also a little more at ease when you have a weapon for defense."

　　Carlos was taken aback by Shelia's reaction and rushed to explain.

　　"So that's what I I thought," Shelia stammered, not knowing what to say as she realized she'd gotten the wrong idea.

　　"What are you thinking?"

　　Carlos looked at Shelia with a wicked grin on his face.

　　"I thought . Thought it was nothing."

　　Hylia ultimately did not say it, girls are thin-skinned and easy to be shy, to ask a girl to take the initiative to say what she thought you were going to leave, can't bear to see you leave and so on, really can't say it.

　　"Don't worry about it, I don't remember anything anyway, following you guys to the Orc Empire originally if no one took me in I would have had to wander around.

　　But somehow I was guided by that god of war of some kind, and since I was tricked into coming here, I'm stuck here, and I won't even leave if you want to kick me out, and besides, I'm a lord!

　　How could I have run away from home!"

　　Carlos said with a smile.

　　There are some things that Shelia does not say, Carlos can also understand, that is, afraid of losing, this kind of feeling of loss, Carlos know very well.

　　In this world, this is a brand new start, Carlos from the island out of the first met after the captured Shelia these people, to save them out after the company has been together so far, this is the only friend Carlos, there are friends here have a home, how would Carlos want to leave it!

　　Thinking this way, Carlos fell back and leaned against the door panel, tilting his head back to view the early morning scenery of the Northern Plains, looking on, his eyes gradually closed, and then fell into a deep sleep, after a busy night's work, Carlos was also very tired.

　　"Hey?

　　You just fell asleep here?"

　　Shelia said in a softly questioning voice.

　　Shelia's question went unanswered because Carlos had fallen asleep.

　　"You're so heavy, I can't get you in there!"

　　Shelia whined at Carlos, not responding as if she were talking to herself.

　　Shelia couldn't move Carlos, she couldn't drag Carlos in from the floor, but Shelia couldn't bear the thought of Carlos blowing in the doorway, so she went inside and yanked a buckskin out of Carlos' bed and draped it over Carlos.

　　Hylia wasn't really sleepy, so she went about her business alone, cleaning up the equipment that was scattered all over the place.

　　Because of the family's decline, the family didn't have a lot of servant people who took care of people to the nth degree, and Shelia did a lot of things herself.

　　Her parents didn't spoil her too much either, so it created Hylia's full resilience and strong qualities, and didn't have a delicate character like other noble ladies.

　　It took a long time for Shelia to get the individual weapons sorted and neatly placed, and by this time it was nearing noon, and Avril had woken up to see Carlos, who was sleeping in the doorway, and a busy Shelia.

　　The two men worked together first to carry Carlos to his bed inside the house, Carlos was a heavy sleeper and the two men rocked him to his bed he still slept soundly.

　　"It's almost noon, and Hoffman and the others must be craving something to eat when they wake up from their nap, so let's go find something to eat."

　　Shelia said.

　　"You've been busy for a long time, Ms. Hylia, it's time to take a break, I'll just go for things like finding food."

　　Avril said heartily.

　　"You all worked hard last night, I didn't even contribute much, and I had a rest when I came back, so I'm not tired now, and you can't get much back alone, so it's better to come together."

　　Shelia said.

　　"Well, you've worked really hard."

　　Avril said.

　　"It's nothing, what I've done is nothing compared to what you've done for me."

　　Shelia said.

　　The two made several trips back and forth through the deep forests of the Northern Plains picking a lot of melons and fruits, and even encountered a gray coyote, which, thankfully, Hylia had her musket in hand to add the only meat to the day's lunch.

　　Upon returning, the Bell Bears, the Robert Rabbits, and the badly injured Hoffman had all woken up, even Carlos, who had only been asleep for a short time, just in time to see Shelia and Avril, who had returned clutching their fruit and dragging their wolf tails.

　　Hoffman had lost a lot of blood last night and was now in desperate need of replenishment, the fruit piled up in front of the door had already been eaten by Hoffman, and even then Hoffman didn't look satisfied.

　　Carlos didn't stop, and honestly even if the stuff all of this added up it wouldn't be enough for Carlos to eat openly by himself.

　　It wasn't easy for the two ladies to find these back, and Carlos couldn't bear to discourage them, so he just ate whatever he could to pad his stomach, and had other ways of regaining his strength himself, so he didn't grab food from Hoffman.

　　The ones that Shelia and Avril had gathered back were quickly wiped out in a windy manner by everyone, Hoffman being the main attraction, with Carlos and the others not getting much to eat.

　　Hoffman was the only injured man and everyone gave in to him, but even then Hoffman wasn't satisfied and cried out that he didn't have enough to eat.

　　"To feed you by eating fruit, you'd have to pull a tree over directly, and it's more like picking all the fruit it bears!"

　　Carlos said.

　　"Then go pull a tree over here, I'm on it!"

　　Hoffman said with a serious look on his face.

　　"No!"

　　Forgetting that this Bean said what he believed, Carlos hurriedly pulled Hoffman back.

　　"How boring it is to eat fruit... if you really want to be full you still need to eat meat!

　　How appropriate to go into the Sunset Mountains and hunt with so many weapons now!"

　　Carlos followed his lead.

　　"Into the Sunset Mountains, ah, that's not only for hunting, but also to find some honey to eat!"

　　Hoffman's eyes lit up for a moment.

　　"Yes, go in and scavenge properly this time, the Sunset Mountain Range is so big, how many honeycombs are there for you to pick, so you can eat honey every day in the future!"

　　Carlos said.

　　"That's the Sunset Mountain Range, how dangerous!"

　　Shelia said worriedly.

　　"It's fine, bring the magic cannon, and we're only on the periphery, we definitely won't break into the depths, besides, we can't rely on you guys to pick the fruit every time for food in the future!"

　　Carlos said with concern.