Chapter 254 – 27. Mula Wave.
27. Mula wave.
“I know that bullets or shells eventually collide with air resistance and the trajectory is strangely distorted. But finding a solution is not easy.”
Mooning started the meeting as usual with the newcomer Mulla by his side.
There were several businesses in the Algray Magic Tower, but the most important things at the moment were by far artillery and guns.
The artillery had already received approval from Terrin and was being delivered to the Navy, but it had not yet been used in actual combat and was not receiving much attention because of the trend of neglecting pure science.
The same goes for guns. Recently, Illyana Joong-jeon said, ‘It would be nice to have one for the collection.’
Although it is a weapon with excellent destructive power, the reason it is neglected like this is because of its range and accuracy.
The range was only about 50 steps, and the accuracy was indescribable, so no one paid attention.
“A trained archer can shoot arrows out to 1,000 steps, and in the case of the archery class, there are cases where they shoot close to 2,000 steps. His Highness is a prime example of that. Under such circumstances, groundbreaking improvements are needed for guns and cannons to be properly treated as weapons.”
Mooning eloped and listed the problems of the gun, while expressing infinite expectations for the possibility of the gun, saying that if it were improved, it would become a weapon that would never be inferior to the bow.
“I think that part can be solved to some extent if we can stabilize the unstable trajectory of the flying shell. How about attaching feathers like arrows?”
When Mulla gave her opinion of her, Mooning gave her a heart-shaped look for a moment.
Then, seeing the suspicious glances of her disciples, she cleared her throat.
“I tried it, but it didn’t work very well. There was a time when the arrow itself was used like a shell in a similar attempt, but… In that case, it would be better to just pick up the bow. Because the rate of fire is significantly different.”
“Hmm….”
Several researchers from the Algray Mage Tower, including the dragon Mula, put their heads together, but, again, no clear solution came to mind.
So dinner.
She took a walk for a while, and Mulla, who came out to check Aran’s movements of her, could hear a huge shout from the park side.
When I went to see what was going on, I saw about 20 women playing with a ball, and many people around them were shouting and cheering.
“Is it soccer?”
It’s a sport that humans have enjoyed since ancient times, and it’s such a fun event that even dragons have soccer fanatics.
Mullah wasn’t very interested.
“Shoot! Hit me up!!”
She raised her leg as a woman gracefully passed the defenders.
The tight muscles in her thighs her swelled and she shot the round ball and she sent it flying with a pop.
“Go in!”
The ball didn’t spin and bounced around, then moved around and hit the corner of her goal with a sudden change of direction.
“Wow! Goal!”
The soldier who scored the goal roared and ran across the field.
‘An unstable trajectory….’
The trajectory of the ball flying just before was embedded in Mulla’s head in her.
It was like seeing a gun shell fly off for the first time.
A round object with no rotation tried hard to resist the air, but in the end it bent back and forth and could not find a stable trajectory.
And finally, I landed in a very strange place.
For some reason, Mullah seemed to be caught, so he began to watch the game with concentration.
30 minutes after that.
She could see the trajectories of countless balls.
There was also a stable trajectory,
There was also an unstable trajectory.
“Rotation…Is it.”
The difference was stark.
Although the ball was rotated according to the direction of rotation, the trajectory itself was stable.
However, the ball that flew without rotation took an unstable trajectory.
The answer lies in rotation.
“Come to think of it, arrows were like this too.”
She immediately turned around and headed for her magic tower her.
It seemed that if her thoughts her were correct, she would be able to accomplish great things and win Aran’s heart.
+ + +
“… In other words, are you a Vampneel? Not human?”
“I am human. It just has the power of vampneel.”
“….”
Illyana, who had been with Aran for the first time in a while, did not hide her absurd expression of her.
Actually, she did n’t have to explain it to Illyana, but since she’s also her wife her, and she’s already confided in her mother her and the Hancocks, she decided to just confide in her her.
The results are, of course, shocking.
She was scanning Aran’s whole body with round eyes.
“Then is that why things are so big?”
“… Why is everyone focusing on this?”
“Isn’t that the part that is most like you and sets you apart from other men?”
“It is, but….”
“No, if it’s ‘everyone’… Do the others know?”
“I know Moae, Hancock, and Lamias. Even Emperor Seorae knows about it.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“… In other words, she means that the girl that she also knows has been hidden from her sister until now?”
“Not like that….”
“She is the woman… Are you more precious than me?”
Aran broke out in a cold sweat.
“It’s not like that. There were circumstances that could not be helped.”
“Huh. What is it? There is no way for this sister to know.”
She closed her eyes sullenly and turned her head away.
In other words, it was a gesture that said he was angry, but it had an effect in a completely wrong direction.
‘Ears, cute… !’
It was because I felt fierce cuteness, perhaps because of the appearance I had never seen before.
It would be even more icing on the cake if the cheeks were inflated here.
But even now, it was cute enough.
‘This, this isn’t it.’
Aran caught her momentarily dazed mind again and held her shoulders with both of her hands.
“It was an important national interest. I couldn’t help it.”
With her head turned, Illyana slightly opened her eyes and glanced at Aran.
Then she closed her eyes again as if she were not satisfied.
“Isn’t your sister my ‘first wife’? I don’t think I’ll treat you carelessly compared to other women.”
“Huh. Aren’t actions like that?”
With her eyes half-opened, she still spoke in displeasure, but her expression was much relaxed.
The word “Aran’s first wife” Seems quite good.
“Well, good. As the head of the headquarters, let’s go over it with generosity.”
She huffed and corrected her breathing.
“Rather than that, I need a more detailed explanation about Vampneel. Have you been bitten?”
“Well…Similar.”
Her expression darkened at once.
“Then is there a master?”
“No.”
Brightened again
“Then what?”
“I am human….”
“Didn’t you say Vampneel?”
“I was also called human.”
“… Weird guy.”
Illyana stared at him blankly, then removed his hand her from her shoulder her and stood up.
“Well, you must have your circumstances.”
“Are you asking any more?”
“Done. It would have taken a lot of courage and faith just to confide in it, and that is enough for me.”
She smiled softly and opened the door to the room.
“Sister.”
Aran caught her like that.
“There is something I want to ask you.”
“What is it?”
“Perhaps….”
“?”
“Are you a dragon?”
“….”
She looked at him with a puzzled face.
Why did such a question pop up all of a sudden?
“What kind of fool are you talking about?”
“If not, that’s it. She’s actually her mother’s real daughter, so there’s no way that’s the casehaha.”
“?”
Aran scratches her head and smiles.
Illyana smiled and left the room.
“Let’s have dinner.”
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That night.
A woman came to Aran’s room.
A vampire, not a human.
It was the existence that Aran ripped out (?) From the glass.
“What happens? They come all night.”
He asked for a purpose, but the intention was too clear for that.
It’s not even daytime, isn’t it too obvious to come to the bedroom at night like this?
Orly, who was wearing a towel-like robe, opened her robe with a quiet smile and dropped it behind her.
The exposed figure is a negligee that shows through the inside.
Her body her, which had a place to come out and a place to go in, looked like a breathtaking curve.
“Your Highness, would you like to make a deal with me?”
“Deal?”
Aran’s blood had already begun to flow to certain parts, but she struggled and she overturned her reason.
“Yes.”
Orly approached him one step at a time, exuding an enchanting beauty.
Her hair her, blue like Hancock’s, reflected the light of the lamp softly.
She came right in front of Aran, who was sitting on her bed her, and she sat on his thigh her and whispered in her ear her.
“How about it?”
