第868章 One After Another
The improved Type-II armor, while lacking assisted jumping and the ability to run 100 meters in three seconds, had defensive capabilities nearly on par with the Type-III armor.
Even with a 50-kilogram load, it could maintain a 100-meter sprint in ten seconds for an hour straight, making it highly practical as emergency combat armor.
Combined with the new ammunition, as soon as the 36-man Kingsman squad appeared in the town, violent explosions erupted. With the assistance and guidance of detectors, all the undead were wiped out in under three minutes.
After watching the video, Prime Minister Richard raised his hand and asked, "What model of weapon are the Kingsman using? Why does every shot explode on impact?"
"Heh, the weapon is an M416, only slightly more advanced than our current ones—nothing much to say about it."
William snapped his fingers, and a bullet that looked no different from a standard rifle round appeared in the virtual projection.
"A simple yet practical little thing. The bullet explodes upon impact, with about half the power of a grenade.
With this type of ammunition, every properly equipped soldier wearing the bulletproof Devonshire Type-II armor would have the firepower and protection equivalent to an armored vehicle fitted with a rapid-fire cannon.
And an individual soldier is far more agile and stealthy than an armored vehicle.
The only issue is the cost—each round costs about $300 to produce."
In reality, the actual production cost of this ammunition might not even be $3. If it were just for himself and the Kingsman, William wouldn't need to worry about cost at all.
Whether it was $300 or $3, everything was autonomously manufactured by Sunday. The only concern was production capacity.
But if he were to sell it externally, how could he showcase its high-tech value without marking up the price a hundredfold?
Besides, selling it too cheaply might make people suspicious—thinking there was something wrong with it, or that it was unstable, which could ultimately lead to fewer sales.
However, William quickly realized that he wasn't short on money. There was no need to sell these bullets. Even if he managed to sell a million rounds a year, that would only amount to $300 million.
Not only was the profit relatively small, but if these rounds fell into the hands of bank robbers, just a hundred explosive rounds could make the police completely powerless.
Moreover, after quoting the $300 price, William noticed Prime Minister Richard's eyes light up, immediately realizing that he had priced it too low.
He quickly changed his stance. "Sorry, Richard. This new ammunition is still in the testing phase, and due to production constraints, I have no plans to sell it externally for now."
Though Richard was clearly dissatisfied with William's evasive response, he had no choice but to reconsider granting Kingsman new responsibilities.
Meanwhile, the wizards present breathed a huge sigh of relief upon hearing that William had no intention of selling the ammunition.
To them, firearms were already a severe threat to wizards. If explosive rounds were added to the mix, wouldn't that mean that a rapid-fire weapon with just 30 rounds could turn a small area into a death zone?
Feeling an increasing sense of being phased out by modern advancements, the Minister of Magic, Shackle, quickly changed the subject. "Mr. Devonshire, let's discuss Amunet first.
We're all very busy, so let's deal with the culprit before moving on to other matters."
"No problem," William nodded, instructing Sunday to play the video of how they subdued Amunet with mercury and eventually captured her. Then he said,
"I've already captured her. She's currently frozen aboard a spaceship stationed in outer space, so there's no immediate security risk."
As William finished speaking, Sunday broadcasted live footage of the spaceship.
Seeing Amunet, completely transformed in appearance and sealed in ice aboard the spacecraft, those present struggled to suppress their revulsion and fear as they asked William,
"Since she's already under control, why don't we just use the spaceship to send her beyond the solar system and permanently exile her into space?"
William inwardly rolled his eyes at the suggestion. If they really did that, it would indeed solve the problem of Amunet.
But if that happened, how would he get his hands on the energy inside Captain Marvel?
Feigning deep contemplation, William remained silent for a while before shaking his head. "I've thought about that approach, and even considered flying the spaceship directly into the sun."
As soon as he said this, everyone's eyes lit up. It wasn't that they hadn't thought of such ideas, but they were hesitant to suggest something that would cause William to lose a spaceship.
"For the stability of England, I don't mind losing a spaceship, but based on what I know…" William fixed his gaze on a few members of the Holy Church.
"Our biggest problem at the moment isn't the mummy princess, but the fact that someone among us is unknowingly holding onto a ticking time bomb."
With William staring directly at the Templar Knights, everyone immediately understood who he was referring to.
The Templar Knights, feeling the weight of the scrutiny, had no choice but to respond sincerely. "Grand Duke Devonshire, you yourself said that the person holding the danger doesn't even know about it, so please speak plainly.
If the facts are as you say, we will seriously consider how to handle it properly."
"No, this isn't up to you to consider," William explained. "Amunet is merely a puppet of Set.
What we truly need to deal with is Set himself, who has been trying to enter Earth for thousands of years."
"What?!"
A single mummy already had an undying body, but the god who granted Amunet her power? The thought of that sent everyone present into a panic.
William pulled Set's dagger from his storage space. "This dagger has been hidden in a church on the outskirts of London all this time.
And the one who found it was none other than the mummy princess herself.
But her actions also exposed her true intentions."
With that, William pointed to a groove at the base of the dagger and then looked at the Templar Knights.
"Over 900 years ago, when the Templar Order obtained this dagger from ancient Egypt, they also hid Set's gemstone somewhere else, didn't they?"
"That's impossible! How could you possibly know that?"
William chuckled inwardly. He had long known this information from his own memories.
Outwardly, however, he said, "Don't forget, the Devonshire family was also part of the Templar Knights and was involved in many secrets—some as participants, others as executors."
His explanation immediately reminded everyone that the Devonshires were a lineage that had remained unbroken for over a thousand years. Knowing and participating in such hidden matters was only natural.
Seeing their expressions of realization, William felt pleased. Having a well-established lineage was indeed convenient—whenever something came up, he could just attribute it to family history.
William continued, "Moreover, in the tomb where Amunet was imprisoned, there were detailed records of her origins, her crimes, and even the Set Dagger.
It clearly states that the dagger was meant to summon Set himself."
"Where is the gemstone?"
At that moment, everyone turned to the Templar Knights, their expressions making it clear—they wouldn't take no for an answer.
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