Chapter 71

  While Walter laughed and the others tried to put on a serious face, Dylan continued speaking under the murderous glares of Liam and Lynella.

  "No, seriously. You're only two or one year older than me, and you have so many levels! I had to slaughter a lot of orcs and kill several level 100 classers to get mine. You're definitely mass murderers!" Dylan said with disappointment and a lot of envy.

  When Dylan started speaking, he had the group's full attention. By the time he finished, everyone had collected their thoughts.

  Dylan's words made Edgar and Walter laugh loudly, and a few other people allowed themselves slight smiles, except for Emilia and Thomas, who again sat with serious faces.

  "Ah, finally someone sees it! The academy treats our advancement as a matter of course, although it may take most people half a lifetime to reach our level." Edgar said as wiped away a few tears that had gathered at the corners of his eyes from laughing. "But seeing your confusion, I can't help but explain it!" He continued, stood up from his seat.

  Edgar activated the spatial ring and took out a very familiar thing from the portal. In his hand was a pistol similar to the Desert Eagle, it slightly resembled it in general design, and was made of completely black metal. A joyful smile appeared on Edgar's face, as did the others who were watching the reactions of the newcomers.

  Just seeing the gun in Dylan's head sent a ton of possibilities and questions flying through his head. How did they make it? Why? How do the levels work in classes for killing with such a weapon? A few dozen more questions and feelings flashed through his mind in an instant, and he settled on two. Envy and rage.

  "I want it! But how does it work with classes? Is that why you have such a high level?" Dylan said and walked closer, his hands unconsciously reaching out to the weapon to touch it and enjoy its weight.

  Liam and Lynella immediately followed him, their faces lit up with different emotions. Liam was simply curious, and Lynella saw a lot of new possibilities for her and for those who did not possess offensive magic. Such a weapon would perfectly complement her abilities.

  Seeing their enthusiasm, Edgar, without further ado, pulled out two more pistols from the portal and handed them to the newcomers. The faces of the three were brightly shining with happiness.

  "To answer your question, yes. So we raised the race level to 100. By killing creatures without using class skills, all the experience goes to the race. Having reached the first step at level 100, we stopped advancing further. But with classes it works differently. Now when we kill creatures without using class skills, the experience goes to the classes, but it is much less than I would like. Apparently there is some kind of penalty, but I'm not sure. Therefore, having quickly leveled up the race, we are now simply developing class skills, using them further as the main means of advancement." Edgar answered while the newcomers were examining the new toys.

  Dylan listened to Edgar's answer and examined the gun at the same time. It was surprisingly very heavy. About 3.5 kg, which would be very impractical for a normal person. Looking at it more closely, he noticed runes etched into the steel. Taking out the magazine and removing one cartridge, he saw the usual design, a bullet enclosed in a casing and a place for the striker to strike. He thought that the essence of the technology remained the same, but with a few improvements in the form of a different material and the use of runes.

  Dylan removed the magazine and pulled the slide back to make sure there were no rounds left, and set the safety just in case. He cast the light down and shone it down the barrel, seeing that it was rifled. Dylan tried to remember more about this particular gun, but it was a no-brainer. All he could tell was that it wasn't a copy, but something very similar, but with a completely different design.

  "Why did you make something like a deagle? It's not very practical, is it?" Dylan asked, looking up from the gun.

  "I like the design, and these guns were made especially for me. But you are right, these are not deagles. We can make something else for you, it is not a problem." Edgar replied.

  "Of course, how do you expect me to hold it? Its handle is so big it's just creepy." Lynella said, showing how her small hand couldn't fully close around the handle.

  "Okay, okay! If you don't want them, I'll give you something else. Oh, my God!" Edgar replied irritably and activated the portal again. From it, he took out several smaller pistols, their design was unrecognizable, but they were still black, with runes carved into them.

  After giving them new guns, Edgar took the deagles and put them back in the portal. After rummaging around in it for a few more seconds, he pulled out several magazines and several boxes of ammo.

  "The gun is called Reiser, don't ask why. I'll give you some bullets, among them there are poisonous and ordinary ones. You'll figure it out in general, you don't have to thank me." He said, handing over the bullets and returning to his place.

  Taking the new pistol, Dylan began to examine it. The design was so-so, the pistol slightly resembled a Glock 19, but nothing more, and was definitely made of metal, but weighed about 2 kg. Taking out the magazine, he counted 18 rounds, caliber about 9 * 19. Having twisted it a few more times in his hand and pulled the bolt, Dylan was sincerely pleased. Having activated the portal, he quickly put the cartridges inside, but left the pistol in his hands.

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  "Thank you, that was very nice." Dylan said, to which Lynella and Liam nodded. But Edgar just waved away their thanks.

  The others who had not participated in the brief introduction to the weapons were still examining them and evaluating them. Cullen, meanwhile, stood quietly to the side, but now he could speak again.

  "Now sit down, you have questions and we will try to answer them. But I am starting to worry because the other two guests have not arrived yet."

  Dylan nodded and took the first available seat, Liam and Lynella sat next to him. Cullen also chose to sit at the table. Dylan looked around and thought about what he wanted to ask.

  "I want to ask what the revolution in the use of pistols will lead to first, and then hear about the other three Reincarnators." He said, looking at Cullen and Edgar.

  "You may not know, but in this world, even before we came, there were guns and medieval cannons. As far as I understand, they are used very rarely, or by those who primarily have access to the necessary resources. The locals made firearms, frankly speaking, so-so. Due to the lack of technology, they decided that magic is better, so they just create similar consumables. Like a spell staff with a fireball, or something similar, using the same amount of effort."

  "With our arrival, this changed. First, Edgar personally created a rifle using the ammunition we are accustomed to. Increasing the killing power, range, accuracy, and bullet speed. Only with these modifications could it be easy to kill most [Uncommon] classes and even some [Rare]. But Edgar did not stop there and continued to develop and modify weapons, later we helped him with this. Now what you hold in your hands is conditionally our best technology."

  "We use magical steel that is incredibly strong and resistant to heat. We also changed the composition of the gunpowder in the cartridges, replacing them with an alchemical mixture of our own production, which is more similar to TNT in terms of detonation force. We changed the composition of the bullet, making it harder and in some cases stronger. We engraved runes that reduce recoil by absorbing kinetic energy. We even made some special guns, like machine guns, assault rifles, sniper rifles, we even have poisonous and explosive bullets." Cullen said with a smile.

  "The weapon made with our technology is deadly to [Rare] classes without armor that can withstand a burst. This weapon is indeed a threat if we release it to the world, but is it a threat to a group of [Special], or even to one [Epic] class? No. A hit will definitely hurt an [Epic], but when the enemy moves faster than you can aim the weapon, it is unfortunately useless. And we have not yet come up with something that could kill a monster of [Epic] rank, and we have not had the opportunity to hunt [Special], alas, we are still too weak."

  "To sum it up, using cheap resources and our technology, we could completely change the low-class combat. I mean [Common] and [Uncommon]. Our strongest weapon options would be competitive with [Rare] classes and would even have a significant impact on [Special] rank combat. But it doesn't mean anything for [Epic] and [Legendary] rank monsters, for a variety of reasons, but mostly it's more a lack of resources and knowledge on our part." Cullen replied.

  "That's what I'm talking about. It has a huge impact on the world and when your technology is discovered it will change forever. What are your plans for that?" Dylan asked.

  "Hmm, we intend to further develop the technology. And when we become strong enough, or learn of the arrival of demons, we will sell the knowledge to the Church, the Kingdom, the Army, anyone we can basically. By then, we will have no use for it, but it can play a role in the fight against demons." Cullen continued.

  Tapping his fingers on the table a few times, Dylan looked around at the people around him, trying to understand their thoughts. Everyone looked as if this wasn't news to them at all and they had agreed on this one way or another a long time ago.

  Dylan thought about what this whole situation could lead to. Specifically for the Reincarnators, it was bad. People would find out that they were useful not only for the power of their souls, but also for their knowledge. Overall, the technology leak was not fatal for any of them, and was even positive in the sense that now not only the combat classes were dangerous at a low level. It would raise the industrialization of the kingdom, forcing some people to rely on technology instead of magic and faith. This had its advantages, but Dylan also believed that there were many disadvantages that he simply did not see.

  "That's all well and good, but it can't be that the Tower of Mages, the Nobility, or the army aren't already interested in weapons. What about them?" Linella asked.

  "Yes, it's still complicated with them. We tried to hide the use of firearms as best as possible, but you understand, it's very difficult to do in the Academy. A man from the army actually came to us to see what kind of weapons we have, but he was politely refused. We are also lucky that the mages believe that creating weapons costs exorbitant resources, using the cores of beasts, or expensive metals. They do not yet understand that our weapons are cheaper than creating an artifact capable of storing a level 5 spell."

  As soon as Cullen finished speaking, there was a knock at the door, and right behind him, a tall, dark-haired man entered. He was tall, with handsome features, he was dressed in the academy uniform and the only one besides Dylan who openly carried a weapon in the academy, attached to his belt were a sheath in which hung two shiny daggers with a slight amount of gold plating. Dylan unconsciously expanded his aura and felt the strong Mana of lightning inside the daggers. Right behind him, Cassandra and Alistair entered the office. Dylan was glad to see them, but was almost not surprised that they were Reincarnators. Instead of looking at them, as they did as if they were seeing him for the first time, he focused on the dark-haired man.

  Name: Ajax Renworth, 16 years old

  Раса: Human [Uncommon] Lvl 100

  Class: Lightning Mage [Rare] Lvl 49

  Class: Dagger Adept [Rare] Lvl 33

  How strong.

  Dylan thought as he watched the newcomers.

  "I'm very late, I apologize." Ajax said with a slight bow. "It took me a long time to convince them to walk with me."

  "It's okay, take a seat." Cullen waved his hand and stood up from his chair. Walking up to Alistair and Cassandra, he bowed slightly, introducing himself. "It's a pleasure to see you, my name is Cullen Golden Crow, I hope you've been told why you're here. Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to introduce two new Reincarnators. Cassandra of the House of Scarlet Blood and Alistair Cytherius, son of [Viscount] Jared Cytherius." He said and turned to them again. "You're indeed late and we need to explain a few things to you, please take a seat wherever you feel comfortable and feel free to assess each of us present." Cullen added, but he didn't even have to say it because Cassandra and Alistair's gaze immediately focused on the people around them, and eventually they noticed what Dylan was holding in his hands. It was this moment that Cullen was waiting for to continue.

  "So, we settled on firearms and how greedy the mages haven't been able to get them yet." Cullen said with a slight smile, building up the suspense for the new arrivals.