The eardrum is injured."

"But at least we survived." Looking at the house not far away that began to collapse because the structure was damaged by the explosion, Karami patted Colin on the shoulder: "Can you sell us some of this? It feels like

It’s more effective than the Pyroblast Fireball Scroll, and anyone can play it.”

"Marin's tool shop sells these things. I feel that we need to purchase some. By the way, teacher, should we ask Marin for a production license." After Colin finished speaking, he carefully removed the grenade hanging on his waist.

He took it off: "My scalp goes numb when I think about the fact that I just hung these deadly little things on my belt."

"You said this makes me feel numb. I actually stood with a self-destructor like you for so long." Karami complained.

"No problem, you can talk to Marin about this and tell him to give him a discount." After the old Hoffman said this, he reached out and took off a small piece of liver from his shoulder, and then took the piece of liver with a look of disgust.

The piece of black liver was thrown aside: "It's a good thing. Even apprentices can use it, and it doesn't require psychic powers. It's indeed much simpler than the Pyroblast Technique, but I don't know how much it costs."

"Well... Marin said that if the cost can be controlled, one Pyroblast Fireball Scroll can probably buy a box of this thing." Colin said.

"One box, ten? Twenty?" Camilla asked quickly.

"No, the box Marin mentioned is eighty, which is exactly the weight that dwarves can generally carry with one box in one hand." Colin twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Eighty, my God, this is really a small thing that can change the pattern of war." Camilla wiped her forehead: "I now hope that our two churches can control the production and sales of this thing.

Already."

"I think so too." Colin looked at Old Hoffman with a wry smile: "Teacher, what do you think?"

"Of course, but you go talk to Marin about this matter and tell him that if you are willing to designate the sales target to the church and the military, we can jointly guarantee the drawings of this grenade, its prototype and all modifications,

For every one produced, Marin's family will receive a portion of the profit. I will negotiate with the leader, the Just Church and the royal family on this matter."
Chapter completed!