My Wife is a Great Lord

As a transmigrator with a golden finger, Gevis wants to work hard.

However, his strength doesn't allow it. He, who wants to work hard, was chosen by the powerful Countess and became the h...

Chapter 122: Matchlock Gun Completed

Chapter 122: Matchlock Gun Completed

After closing the door of the laboratory, Gervis quickly came to the inner castle and called Anna to ride horses to the coastal town.

As soon as he entered the stuffy blacksmith's room, Gervis couldn't wait to ask Bernard who was working alone.

"Bernard, is my tin ready?"

"My Lord, you are here. The product has been made, and the thing on your drawing has also been assembled. I was planning to send it to the castle for you in the evening." Upon hearing the voice and seeing Gervis, Bernard immediately stopped the work in his hands, saluted to Gervis, then walked to the cabinet where the finished products were placed, and took out a musket more than one meter long and several tin cans the size of cans on Earth.

"Sir, please take a look at these things to see if there are any problems. I made them according to your instructions. If there is anything that needs to be improved, please tell me now and I can help you modify it."

Sometimes Gervis admired Bernard very much, for he possessed the strength of a Silver Knight and was still so respectful when he saw him. In fact, every time Gervis saw Bernard during this period, he told him that he didn't have to be so respectful when there was no one else around.

But I don't know if Bernard was already used to such disguise or had other considerations, he didn't do as Gervis asked. Even when no one was around, he treated Gervis as an ordinary blacksmith. Although he seemed calm on the surface, his attitude was definitely respectful.

Seeing the things in Bernard's hand, Gervis was overjoyed. He hurried over and took the musket from Bernard's hand. There was no need to check such a simple thing as a tin can. Even the most ordinary blacksmith could make it.

What Gervis was most concerned about was the matchlock gun. Gervis originally thought that Bernard would not be able to assemble the matchlock gun until tomorrow, but he did not expect Bernard to be so fast.

Taking the musket from Bernard, Gervis walked to the window and carefully observed every part of the musket in the sunlight.

The first thing to look at is the barrel. The only difficulty with a musket is the barrel. The barrel must be straight and the inner diameter must be uniform, otherwise it is likely to cause the barrel to be blocked or even explode. Gervis lifted the entire musket and aimed his eyes at the crosshairs on the musket, and found that the barrel was straight and uniform without any problems.

So, Gervis put the musket down again, pointed the muzzle at himself and looked inside, then took out a round bullet from his pocket. This was the lead bullet that Gervis had prepared a few days ago. Gervis put the lead bullet directly into the muzzle of the musket. The lead bullet, which was almost the same size as the muzzle, slid down the barrel directly without any jamming.

"Very good!" Seeing this, Gervis finally felt relieved. The barrel met the requirements, let alone the other parts. This was just the simplest matchlock gun and there were no other more sophisticated parts.

Gervis carefully checked the entire musket and found no problems. He then said to Bernard, "Bernard, this thing is called a musket. I checked it and there shouldn't be any problems. But I still need to take it back and test it to be sure. Your craftsmanship really opened my eyes."

"Haha, Lord, you are joking. Except for the barrel, which is a little difficult and takes more time, the other parts are very simple. Compared to this thing, the full body armor is the real difficulty."

Bernard did not accept Gervis's compliment, which was indeed not a difficult thing for him.

"I see. No matter what, you are the best blacksmith I have ever seen. The heritage of the Hammer family is indeed well-deserved! But Bernard, now that Alec has become my personal guard, you can really try to recruit apprentices in my territory. After all, this craft is really amazing."

Bernard's craftsmanship was beyond doubt. Gervis had already known about it when the first batch of ordinary weapons and equipment was delivered. Although Gervis did not know much about weapons, Iclaure and the other three knew what kind of functions an excellent long sword had. After a little experiment, they concluded that the quality was superior.

Now the muskets are also completed under Bernard's hammer. Gervis is already envious of Bernard's iron forging skills. Although he himself does not learn it, he can let his serfs learn it. After all, Bernard is only one person. Even if his skills are good, his time is limited. If Gervis needs a large number of weapons and equipment in the future, it will inevitably be affected by production.

As long as Bernard is willing to recruit apprentices, once those apprentices have learned how to make them, they can increase production no matter what equipment they make.

Hearing Gervis's words, Bernard smiled helplessly, then looked at Gervis and said, "Since the Lord said so, I have no objection. As the only remaining descendant of the Hammer Family, I cannot let the inheritance of the Hammer Family be destroyed in my hands. Alec has made his own choice now. It would be great if the Lord is willing to help me find a successor."

Fortunately, this world does not have the same strict concept of inheritance as on Earth, and Bernard had no other choice but to agree to Gervis's suggestion.

"Haha, Bernard, believe me, the heritage of the Hammer family will flourish in your hands!"

Seeing that Bernard finally agreed, Gervis became happy. In his territory, only Bernard knew how to forge iron, and his skills were superb. It would be extremely difficult for Gervis to train a few blacksmiths of his own, but if Bernard was willing to teach, then this problem would be easily solved.

Through the contact during this period, Gervis had a good understanding of Bernard's character. He was a man of his word. Since he had agreed to take in an apprentice, he would definitely teach him seriously.

"I'll go back and talk to my housekeeper and ask him to arrange some boys of the right age to come to your place. You can take your time to choose. If you find one you like, keep him. If you're not satisfied, choose from the next batch."

"Thank you very much, Lord!"

Bernard smiled and agreed.

"Sir, the mithril and iron ore have been fused and can be used to forge mithril weapons. After sorting, I found that there are about two kilograms of mithril iron materials left. I wonder if you should keep these materials or if you have other things to forge."

Hearing this, Gervis started to think. Two kilograms of iron was not a lot, but not a little either, but it was not enough to forge a long sword. As for the small weapons and equipment, Gervis needed to think about it. It had all been melted into mithril iron, so it must be used. It would not produce offspring if kept. Besides, he had no shortage of mithril at the moment. He only lacked money and the ability to protect himself.

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Suddenly, Gervis had an idea. He remembered two very good self-defense weapons on Earth, which were deadly weapons especially at close range. They were the short musket and the triangular bayonet. Although the short musket had a short shooting distance, it was powerful and easy to carry. You only needed to get a holster and carry it with you. It was an absolute weapon for home travel, murder and robbery.

As for the triangular thorn, it was something that Gervis had conceived a long time ago. It can be used as a separate short blade, and can also be installed on a musket as a bayonet. It is absolutely practical. However, Gervis did not originally intend to use mithril iron to make the triangular thorn. However, he happened to have some extra this time, so it would not be a waste to make one for himself. As for those for other soldiers, he would consider it later. After all, hand-to-hand combat with a bayonet is not as comfortable as using a mithril long sword.

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