First prince, pick up your integrity

Ever since Vinnierele insisted that Lance was his own son, even though the gunsmiths knew that this kind of thing was very unreasonable, they still obediently accepted the cheating plan that the two sons of Vinnierele's elder and younger were named Lance. Certainly.

For the new labor force, Cyclops and Cockscomb dragged Lance out of the tent and threw him on the ship before dawn the next day. After driving back, piles of carrion corpses with their heads exploded were thrown on the boat.

Otto, Lonzetta's army and church people who had been hiding in the barracks finally bravely stepped forward.The division of labor is clear, those who should burn the corpses should burn the corpses, those who should bury the ashes should bury the ashes, and those who should sprinkle disinfectant water.

Ludwig finally understood why so many history books recorded how heroic gunsmiths were, because the army and the church were just soy sauce from beginning to end.

In the evening, Vinilaire sat in his one-person tent, playing with the red magic ball, the last one that contained Lance's heart.The magic ball is real, and Lance in front of him is also real, but it can be said that he, the son of life, will become a demon king because of the Lich King's curse? !

I can't say it's impossible...unless...

"How is it? Do you feel anything?" Lance looked at him carefully. It was not because he was worried that his father 200 years ago would suddenly have a brain twitch and come to dig his heart again. Lance's pressure doubled.

Winniere didn't reply right away, his golden eyes looked back and forth between Lance and Ludwig, and his fingers tapped gently on the table, "The things in the future haven't arrived as they should. I can't tell you the time yet."

That is to say, even if they found Vinnierele 200 years ago, he doesn't know anything and is useless now?Ludwig was very dissatisfied with the truth that he felt cheated.Can you smash the table?Can you kick someone?Forget it, he doesn't seem to be able to beat Vinilaire, let's go out and kick the ancestor for a while!

The godlike Vinilaire actually already had an answer in his heart, but he didn't say it because he was not sure, "But since I can send you back here in the future, there must be something in this world that you need to know, or What you need to get. Think about it, what else do you want but haven't got yet..."

"Skeletons of pride and laziness, and undead beasts!" Ludwig blurted out without thinking. Since he got the death weapon and the skeleton of desire in the last few worlds, he had a hunch that in each world, he They should do something to go back.

However, as the patriarch of the gunsmith who specializes in fighting the Lich King, Vinilaire directly ignored the candidate for the Lich King who traveled from 200 years later, and stared at his son seriously.

At first, Lance didn't feel that he needed anything. He only thought that he traveled back to find out why the world was divided. But after such a special reminder from Vinilaire, he suddenly remembered that he was indeed missing one very important thing. .

"Gun!" Lance clenched his fists. Even though he searched for a lot of guns when he left the snowy area, he still lacked a gun, the most important gun for a gunsmith, and a gun built by his father at the child's coming-of-age ceremony. On the gun that is passed on to the children as a legacy.

"Didn't I give it to you?" Vinilaire frowned. Even if he accidentally died before Lance's coming-of-age ceremony, he should have prepared such an important thing in advance.

"You died before you made the gun."

"Ah... this is such a sad truth." Vinilaire really didn't expect that he would have such a short life, and after feeling sorry for himself, he said, "Then you can use my fantasy 91..."

"But your Fantasy Type 91 has become a carrier of dead weapons 200 years later, and it has become a thing of the Lich King!!!" I remembered that I had been looking for n for a long time before the pistol flew into Ludwig's hand and immediately glowed In the scene of the scene, Lance felt resentment in his heart.

Of course, Lance's father was equally resentful.The top-quality weapon that Mao has worked so hard to manufacture is so cheap for an outsider? !

hateful! ! !

Ludwig trembled all over, two pairs of dark golden eyes were waiting for him with hatred in the dim light, coupled with the identities of the two people, both psychologically and visually affected Ludwig a lot. pressure……

"What does it have to do with me? It's not up to me to decide what will become a deadly weapon." Ludwig had an urge to run away, so he did so resolutely.

As soon as he escaped the door, he saw Melsis poking his head out from behind the tent next door, a pair of green eyes staring at Ludwig closely like hungry wolves, his mouth was split open in a big arc, revealing a silvery point Teeth, smiling strangely and strangely, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

"!!!" Could this be the idiot part of Jingfen?Ludwig thought of the classic idiot record of Melcis that he heard about during the day, and his whole brain felt numb.

History books have always recorded the fragments where the monarchs of the four countries and the pope implored Vinnierele to come forward to save the world, but in fact, there were only three kings and the pope kneeling outside the gunner's territory in fear and trepidation, and Mercis played his best throughout the whole process. His stalker special.

When Vinnierele was eating, a pair of emerald eyes stared at him; when Vinnierere assigned tasks, a pair of emerald eyes stared at him; when Vinnierere put his son to sleep, a pair of emerald eyes stared at him, even When Vinnierele went to the toilet, he could feel a pair of emerald eyes staring at him from outside the door...

Some people even said that Vinilaire finally took the gunsmiths out of the mountain because he couldn't bear the mental pressure brought by the idiot.

And at this moment, Mercy hooked his fingers at Ludwig with that kind of starving cat-like eyes, and the eldest prince looked around to make sure that the people around him were not within Mercy's line of sight. Step by step with doubts.

"What did he say to you?" His Majesty the Fifth Emperor of Otto pulled Ludwig to the back of the tent, and asked His Royal Highness in the tone of a wife torturing a mistress.

"It's nothing..." Before Ludwig could finish his sentence, Melsis grabbed hold of him by the collar, and the dagger that had threatened him once again pierced his eyes brightly.

Mercy, who was shaking the S system, looked coldly at the man in front of him who looked the same as him, "You know? I really hate the color of your eyes. It is said that if a person's eyes accidentally fall out of their sockets due to external force , as long as the nerve is broken and plugged back in time, the eyes can continue to be used, but the pain of eye digging...Answer my question honestly, otherwise, with my technology, I can definitely let you experience it ten or twenty times in a row of……"

"..." Ludwig finally knew where the torture of Otto's eyeballs came from. He tilted his head back a little and said, "Vignelle was just reminiscing about the past with his eldest son, and really didn't talk to me. say what."

"Don't lie to me!" The knife plunged forward again, and Melsis even threw himself on Ludwig. "Vinilaire can't just let a person who knows the undead spell into his camp."

"!!!" Ludwig's heart skipped a beat.Undead spell... He hasn't used it since that extremely evil world, how could Melsis know?Could it be that he felt it?Impossible, even the gunsmiths other than Vinilaire and Lance didn't notice it, how could he know?

There are many surprises on the pervert, and Ludwig just planned to study it with Melthis.Suddenly Mercis raised his head like a dog, and sniffed the air twice vigorously with his nose. The bloodthirsty and distorted happy expression after the beast caught the prey paused for a second on his face.

Before Ludwig could say anything urgently, Melsis had already rushed out, like a wild wolf, he threw down the little Lance who was passing by with the bottle in his mouth, picked up the bottle in his mouth, and moved to the place in an instant. Where little Lance can't attack.

Little Lance screamed his catchphrase "I'm going to shoot 'bo' you!", but he took out a thunderbolt from his arms, and waved his little hands vigorously at the bad guy who snatched his father and milk bottle from him Throw it over.

The soldiers and gunners, who were used to such scenes, automatically avoided three meters away to avoid harming the fish in the pond.The loud noise caused by the thunderbolt explosion soon attracted the key figures in the incident.

Vinilaire came to open the curtain of the camp tent annoyed, and came to little Lance almost stepping on the cannon point of the thunderbolt explosion.

The soft and glutinous bun stretched out his fat little arms to hook his father's calves, pointed his head up and pointed at Mercis who jumped over from not far away and still had an impractical attempt to knock down Vinnierele, "I'm going to 'boo' him, and he snatched my milk bottle again!"

"Read b-eng with me! 'Crash'!" Compared to killing a pervert, Winniere felt that his son's education was more important.

"Boom~" Little Lance hugged his father's calf, and made a soft and cute voice as soon as he opened his mouth. As the most important heir of the whole gunsmith family, someone immediately gave him a new baby bottle.

Winniere grabbed the bottle, pointed at little Lance's nose and said, "I'll give you the correct reading, and say it again, 'Broken!'"

His big golden eyes stared at the milk bottle in Winner's hand. Little Lance clenched his father's trouser legs tightly, inhaled and exhaled, his face was extremely serious and serious, and he opened his mouth unrepentantly and loudly. Shouted a "boo!!!"

Boo~boo~boo~ I read it right!Hurry up and give the bottle to others!I'm hungry!Children can't be hungry!

"..." Vinilaire silently turned his head to look at Big Lance standing beside him.

The big Lance looked around inexplicably, and when he saw himself staring at the bottle with demanding eyes, he tentatively touched the little Lance's head, and said instructively, "Crash?"

"Crash~" a voice as soft as cotton candy sounded.

At this moment, all the gunsmiths saw the magic created by their eldest son... Damn it!Big Lance corrected little Lance's stuttering with one word! ! !This makes the boss who has never succeeded in four years how to mess around!

That's right... at this moment, the genius Winniere was hit hard. It's not because his son learned well because of his tireless teaching, but because his son himself is a good seedling with good roots? !

Although the latter seems to be due to the good genes of Vinnie Lair, but at this moment, please allow Vinnie Lair to mourn the time wasted by him to teach little Lance, in order not to waste precious youth, Pooh Lyle picked up the little cub and stuffed it into the big cub's arms together with the bottle.

"From now on, my brother will leave it to you!"

"……"Hello!You obviously want to shirk responsibility!

"That's right!" Winniere, who was connected to the brainwaves, replied frankly.

When Lance was speechless, the idiots on one side were already ready to go. After drinking the magic essence, Melthis seemed to be more energetic than before. When he called Vinnierere's name, there were many strange transitions. , "Wei (↘) Ni (↗) Lai (↘↗) Er (~)".

In this hair-raising cry, Vinilaire turned around and kicked.Melsis, who was about to jump into the air, was smashed to the ground, and the milk bottle made of colored glass was also smashed to the ground with him.

Some unfinished high-purity wind attribute magic essence flowed out of the broken baby bottle.

The moment he saw the elves, the words that the elves told him when he was at the top of the tree of life came to Lance's mind again.

The wind has changed...