They all call me master

The protracted 'witch hunt' disappeared with the end of the Seven Years' War. The mystery of the East Coast began to disappear, but gunpowder began to rise rapidly.

Mo Qishang, who should have been at a loss, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He looked at the charging knights, the wizards on the tower, and the strange things in the wilderness in astonishment. His clear and unfamiliar... Feeling the sharpness of the long sword and the recoil of the fire gun, he finally shook his robe excitedly and said with a smile -

Don't believe what I say, because I believe it exists!