Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 145 Carl's Decision

Carl was lying in the original yurt thinking about everything. The word orc was not unfamiliar to him, and he also knew that this was a magical world. But he had never thought that humans were so weak in this world. If it weren't for Nura's magic, the tribe's rangers would have been defeated in that battle. And this was not an ordinary army, but the elite cavalry of the Great Khan Akitila. It was because of the existence of this army that the nomadic tribe, which was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of population, could threaten the survival of the kingdom. The whole kingdom was worried about it, and even King Philip was so scared that he led his troops to flee when he heard that the tribe was heading south, and because of this, he got the status of a baron for nothing.

However, there was no need for him to say how badly this invincible cavalry had suffered in the battle with the orcs. If even they could not defeat their own Reikburg, or the kingdom, or even the entire human race, how could they fight back?

He realized that he couldn't watch the Great Khan being annihilated by the orcs here, and couldn't watch the strongest cavalry unit in the human world being annihilated. He was thinking about the problem of gunpowder at this time. Maybe he should pass on this technology to them, but the question is, will the help now become a backlash in the future? After all, they are only thinking about going south, and sooner or later they will become enemies. The tribe is actually the worst at siege, and it is precisely because of this defect that the kingdom has the strength to fight, but once they master the terrible thing like gunpowder, sooner or later the city walls will not be able to stop them.

But if he didn't help them, and the orcs came again, everything would be over. He heard from Grandma Kaya that after Nura summoned the blizzard this time, her magic had been exhausted, and she would not be able to use ice magic for more than a month and a half in the future.

The one who told this story was Granny Kaya, the old woman who saved Carl. He later learned her name and learned that she was a ghost woman, similar to a witch in the tribe. However, unlike a wizard, all ghost women's magic power is innate and can only be passed on to women. The tribe's beliefs are completely different from those of the kingdom. They are not controlled by the church, and naturally do not shy away from magic. This also allows the ghost woman clan to coexist with the tribe.

"So...Nura is also a ghost?" Carl asked tentatively.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The girl showed a dissatisfied look.

"No, she is not. She is a more special existence, the only one in the tribe." Grandma Kaya said, "She is more important than anyone else. So, little girl, you can't go into battle while you lose your magic."

"What!" Nura exclaimed, and then showed a dissatisfied expression, "Even if I don't use magic, no one in the tribe can beat me!"

This is true. Carl has seen Noura's skills. If the magic factor is excluded, her fighting ability should be comparable to Alia, and even better than Alia after possessing ice and snow magic.

"This is not the time to show off. Without magic, you are just an ordinary person. Without the protection of ice and snow, others can easily kill you!" Grandma Kaya also raised her voice unconsciously.

"Huh?" Carl looked at them in confusion.

Later, after Grandma Kaya explained, he realized that Nura, under the blessing of ice and snow magic, could not only freeze people, but she was also protected by an ice and snow shield. Any weapon that touched her body would be instantly frozen and become extremely fragile, which meant that she only needed to wear light armor to withstand most attacks, but of course she was not completely invincible. This surprised Carl, but it seemed that no one had really hurt Nura in the previous battles, so naturally she could not know this secret.

"Now is not the time to explain this."

Nura on the side shook her head helplessly, then as if she had made up her mind, she grabbed Karl's collar and lifted him up from the bed again:

"We don't have time. The orcs will come again soon. This time we have to go south. You have no choice! You have to go even if I have to carry you!"

Karl was being carried by the other party, but he was unusually calm, looking calmly into the girl's eyes, which were already filled with tears. He had finally made up his mind at this moment...

"If you dare to refuse, I will kill you!" Nura continued to roar.

"If you kill me, you won't be able to go south," said Carl.

"you!"

Now that he has made the decision, he will not look back. Even if there will be backlash in the future, he will never regret it, because the current matter cannot be delayed any longer.

Thinking of this, Karl took a deep breath and reached out to hold Noura's hand that was grabbing his collar.

"You, what are you doing!" The girl was shocked and immediately let go.

Karl said calmly:

"I won't help you go south, but I have a way to help you defend against the orcs."

"What did you say?"

"Since you saved me before, you should have seen the weapons I used." Carl said.

"You mean the explosion magic you used?" Noura asked tentatively.

"That's not magic," Carl replied.

"Not magic?"

"Yes," he continued, "it's dynamite."

"Explosives?" Noura was stunned. She had never heard of such a thing.

Carl nodded and continued to explain: "It can be mass-produced and equipped for everyone to use."

"Wait, you mean everyone can use that power? Not just mages?" Noura looked incredulous.

Yes, there is magic in this world, and some magic is even more powerful than some firearms, but the problem is that the conditions for their use are too harsh, and only a few beings called wizards can control them. They cannot be deployed on a large scale like firearms, and this is the biggest difference between them.

"Do you think I look like someone who can do magic?" Carl asked back.

Noura thought about it for a moment, then nodded: "I understand, but would you be so kind?"

"I don't want to either, but this is not just about your family's survival." Carl spread his hands helplessly, "But there is still a tricky problem."

"If you have any other questions, tell me now!" Noura's tone was full of urgency.

"The raw materials I need seem to be hard to come by in this world."

"What do you need?" Noura asked.

"Saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal." Charcoal can be burned directly, but saltpeter and sulfur... because they are not very useful, few people dig them up.

At this moment, the ghost woman Kaya who had been standing next to them slowly spoke: "Our tribe has saltpeter and sulfur. We even have a saltpeter mine on Mount Andrew."

"What? You have a saltpeter mine?" Carl was shocked. Isn't this thing useless in this era? Why mine it?

"These two are essential ingredients for magic, and are also among the most commonly used materials by us witches." Kaya paused here and continued, "Not only do we have them, but we also have a large reserve."

Hearing this, Karl's eyes sparkled with excitement. He suddenly grabbed Noura again and shouted:

"Listen carefully. With these, I will form a brand new Ranger Grenadier Regiment for you! They will become the strongest army in the world!"

“Oh, um…” Looking at Carl’s face full of excitement, Noura nodded as if she understood.