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Published at 19th of February 2024 05:58:19 AM


Chapter 25

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The next morning, after Nirra and her family ate their breakfast, Nirra immediately proceeded and excused herself.

"She's been really busy lately," Ellie commented.

"You noticed as well?" Mirabel asked.

"Now that you mentioned it, you're right. Nirra has been really busy these past few days after the monster horde that happened," Marcus said, scratching his chin.

"I wonder what she's up to," Mirabel said as she presented another batch of food to her daughter and husband.

The two immediately scoffed down the food like it was their last meal on death row. Meanwhile, inside the forge, Nirra already had her apron on, and the furnace was already hot and ready for action. She took out the bored-out and rifled barrel from its storage. She then scuffed up the last remaining parts she needed to finish this revolver; she even took measurements to determine the correct size and shape of the parts needed.

After the barrel, there were at least 46 more individual parts she needed, so she took the liberty to slowly make a mold for each individual part using clay. But parts like the cylinder would be made by milling a thick steel rod to fit her specifications. The mainspring, a small, curved piece of steel that allows the revolver to fire off by pressing the trigger, would have to be made by carefully forging the piece using high-carbon steel. The hardest part that could potentially cause difficulty is the hammer assembly. The part that will strike the firing pin ball, which will transfer the energy to the doomslime core in her cartrige. Which is difficult because if she made even the slightest miscalculation, it would mean the hammer would not fire off, or it would fire off when she's not using it. It could possibly even miss the firing pin ball altogether and get herself killed in a dire situation.

She sets off to start her work, and the first objective was to make the frame where all the parts would be housed. To make this, she needed the help of her makeshift steel milling machine and fitted it with one of the specialized drills she crafted yesterday. She still remembered each intricate detail, including where screws would be placed and the space where parts would be housed. These include the hole where the barrel would be mounted, pins where individual parts will be placed, spaces and notches where screws will be fitted, as well as the hammer assembly. She also fashioned a notch where she would house the revolving cylinder.

After she was done, she measured everything and concluded that each hole and notch met her desired specifications. Next, she had to use the same drill bit to make the rotating cylinder, which will store six rounds of ammunition and be revolved to a set parameter after she cocks the hammer and cycles the action.

It was fairly simple because she only had to drill holes in it for the six rounds as well as a pin where it would be paired with the notch in the frame. After she finished milling the steel rod. She, of course, inspected it and measured each hole. Again, her calculations were correct, and it should be a perfect fit into the frame.

She then placed the cylinder into the frame she had just made and deemed it to be a perfect fit. Now she grabbed a lot of clay and started molding parts like the trigger guard, the trigger, the hammer, the firing ball assembly, the front and back straps, the bolt, the sear, and the hand assembly. The sear was particularly important because it held the hammer and the bolt back so they would fire off when the correct pressure was applied to the trigger. It needed to be perfect, or else it could prove disastrous.

Once she had them all in clay form, she placed them near the open fire of the furnace so they would harden. While it was hardening, Nirra grabbed a small piece of high-carbon steel and started the process of making the mainspring of the firearm. She needed to be careful because if it was too hot, the spring would bend, and if it was too cold, it would snap. She needed it to be at the right temperature before hardening it by means of quenching. Her first attempt didn't go well because the spring, when she tested it, snapped, which meant it was too cold when she quenched it. The second attempt was too hot, so it bent in a weird way. The third attempt didn't yield results, though, as the steel was again too cold and snapped under pressure. Nirra was not about to give up, though, and on her fourth attempt, she finally nailed the right temperature, which made the steel piece bend and return to its original position. She sighed in relief as she enjoyed her momentary rest before she went back in. She noticed the molds were ready, so she prepared the casting sand to cast individual parts as well as heated up a piece of high-carbon steel.

After the steel was ready, she removed the mold from the casting sand, leaving a cavity to pour the orange molten metal inside. After a few minutes of waiting, she took out each and every individual part. Her heart sank for a moment when she noticed that the sear was slightly big, but she remembered she could just grind it down with the grinding wheel. Which she does until the part is to her specifications. The other parts, like the trigger, hammer mechanism, and trigger guard, were to her specifications, and she collected them along with the cylinder and the frame along with the barrel for the crafting bench. She then attached each individual component with a pin as well as washers, and some had small springs. After the whole firearm was complete, she prayed to God that everything she did was correct and checked each individual part twice.

After she was sure everything was in order, she cocked the hammer back, and she heard a click, which indicated the sear had engaged with the hammer assembly and was holding it back. She then also noticed that the cylinder revolved at the perfect angle to chamber a round in line with the barrel. She nodded and gently pressed the trigger. She noted the trigger was hard, which meant the sear was 'biting' it. When she pressed it fully, the hammer slammed into the firing pin ball with such speed that it would ignite the doomslime core inside the cartridge if it was loaded.

"It worked?" Nirra couldn't believe her eyes; she even wiped them just in case she was hallucinating from the heat in the forge. She cocked the action again, and the same thing happened: the cylinder revolving into the correct position, the clicking sound when the sear engaged with the hammer assembly, as well as the hammer hitting the firing ball pin precisely.

"It worked!!!!" She exclaimed and threw her arms up in the air in joy.

 





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