12th July 1574
"The paddlers are running!"
With the shout from the captain, I could see the wheels at the side of the boat starting to move. In just a few minutes, the ropes that connected the two boats together tensed up, yet with its bottom already pressed against the bottom of the river, it wasn't that easy to pull the other ship out!
"Take care of the cannon. This will be their last chance to use it."
Reaching to the small locker embedded in the wall of my shed, I pulled out the single rifle that differed from the many others present on both of the ships. With the system willing to make those firearms for me since long ago, I would be an idiot if I didn't make sure to create at least a single perfect weapon for myself!
Kneeling down in front of the raised side of the boat, I rested the end of my barrel against the wood and took aim at the cannon. No matter what, it couldn't be fired even once!
