The next day, Kresh got up early, but she glanced worriedly in the direction of Kyal's room and sighed.
"Is Kyal... alright?"
While worried, Kree also felt a sense of frustration. She couldn't help share Kyal's worries at all, and Kyal was unwilling to reveal even a little bit to her.
Despite spending a month together, Kreeher never felt that her relationship with Kyal was getting closer.
She kept trying to get closer to him, but he seemed to be resisting, retreating step by step, unwilling to let their relationship get any closer.
It was as if there was a door between them, and the handle was only on his side. Why was he unwilling to open the door to welcome her? Was he afraid that she would see the secret behind the door?
Her expression was slightly bitter, but she composed herself, got up, washed, and prepared to get armed.
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Kreeher was unaware of the true reason for Kyal's resistance, because even Kyal himself was unaware of it.
He clearly wanted to get closer to Kree, trick her into signing a Servant Contract, and make her his top henchman who obeyed his every command, so why did he resist getting closer to Kree?
Because he was afraid...
He is a person who values friendship. Before he transmigrated, he was the kind of person who would chase and beat someone all the way to their doorstep to support them. Even when that person and a group of people ganged up on him again, he did not complain at all.
Once he gets closer to Kree and they become true friends, can Kayal still bear to let Kree sign a Servant contract?
Once the Servant Contract is signed, Kreeher becomes Kayal's subordinate, unable to disobey any of his orders, and absolutely loyal to him. Is this really something one should do to a friend?
Could he really be so heartless as to deceive this girl who saw him as the one who gave her hope, and let her lose her freedom so unknowingly?
Should I be honest? But how should I say it? Will she believe me?
Therefore, Kyal was always subtly resisting because he was not ready.
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Kyal also got up early, and he was in a pretty good mood after getting up.
Last night, he had a sudden realization, and thus achieved enlightenment, completing the Four Elements of Burning in one fell swoop. His mind is now ready to enter the state of "Burning". As long as he trains and cultivates in this state, the pores within his body will gradually open on their own, allowing him to enter the realm of "Entanglement".
Moreover, he has come to understand some things. He is no longer uneasy about losing his power. He has Nen abilities and has learned a lot of martial arts and magic. He is not without his own power.
After getting out of bed, Kyal stretched his body and then went to wash up and change his clothes.
"Knock knock knock".
Just then, Kyal, who was dressed neatly, heard a knock on the door. He knew without a doubt who it was. With a smile on his lips, he flashed to the door.
This is "Shrinking the Earth," a high-speed movement technique that appears to others as instantaneous teleportation. Only those with fast reflexes can clearly see the user's form.
It's a very useful skill that Kayal copied from the Grandmaster.
The door opened from the inside, and Kyal smiled at the person who came in, greeting him cheerfully.
Good morning, Kresh.
Good morning, Kyal.
Kreeher observed the boy before her. He seemed to have completely shaken off his gloom and had probably come to a realization.
Because of his smile, she couldn't help but smile slightly as well.
"Let's go get breakfast, and then I want to buy something."
As he said this, Kyal closed the door; he wanted to prepare some more things.
"Um."
After breakfast, the two began shopping around town. Kyal bought a lot of alchemical instruments, materials, gunpowder, and several brass and steel ingots, which puzzled Kree, who knew nothing about alchemy.
Back in his room, Kyal began setting up the equipment. He then sat down at the table, took out some paper, and held a quill pen, seemingly deep in thought and recollection. Watching him, Kreehr finally couldn't contain his confusion and bewilderment and asked a question:
"Kayal, what are you planning to do?"
Kyal turned to look at Kreeher's confused expression. He smiled slightly, showing no intention of hiding anything or avoiding suspicion, nor did he want to lie to her. He honestly replied:
"I plan to manufacture a gun, that is, a musket."
Firearms exist in this world. In the Kingdom of Geolar, there is a hero who wields a magical firearm called the "Gun." His magical firearm allows him to imbue the bullets with his magic, "Acceleration," giving them greater speed and lethality.
This high-precision magical weapon, crafted using alchemy, cannot be mass-produced. Not only are the materials expensive, but it also requires meticulous crafting by dwarven alchemy masters who are knowledgeable in gun manufacturing. Even each bullet needs to be individually crafted and refined.
Therefore, magical firearms are extremely expensive and rare, and only dwarven alchemists know how to manufacture them.
Besides these magical firearms, there are also ordinary firearms that cannot be enchanted with bullets. These firearms are made by alchemists by imitating the magical firearms techniques passed down from the dwarves. They are cheaper than magical firearms, but they also cannot be mass-produced.
"Kayal, do you know how to make guns? Do you know alchemy?"
Kree was shocked and deeply puzzled. Only alchemists could make such weapons; only their alchemical magic could produce such a craft.
Kyal smiled without saying a word.
Of course he would. By "restoring" that "alchemist," he read all his experiences, memories, and knowledge, and then used "imitation" to memorize them. Now, his alchemical magic and knowledge are at the same level as that "alchemist," and making firearms is a piece of cake for him.
Alchemy magic is arguably the most versatile type of magic. It encompasses all the steps required for an alchemist's work, such as forging and blending. It can extract the active ingredients from materials, stir, separate, heat, melt metals, pressurize and depressurize, shape, and so on. It can do anything according to the user's ideas, making it practically a handmade machine tool.
Although this alchemist didn't seem to know how to make firearms, Kyal figured he could probably use his knowledge of firearms and bullets from before he transmigrated to create them himself using alchemical magic.
He saw these things online and had a vague impression of them.
"But...where did you learn alchemy?"
Kreh knew very well that before coming to the capital, Kyal was just an ordinary villager from Guocun. After arriving in the capital, no one taught him alchemy, and it was impossible for him to learn enough to make firearms in just one month.
"Kresh, I can give you the answer, but can you keep it a secret for me?"
Kyal looked at Kreeher with a mysterious smile on his face.
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