CH266 The Promise of R&D
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"Crossbows?" Drake frowned. "You do realise that crossbows are practically useless beyond the Intermediate rank, don't you? Their bolts are slow enough that even an Elite-rank Mage can dodge them unless caught by surprise. Worse still, their redraw rate is abysmal. They're single-use weapons at best."
"I understand that all too well, Father," Alex replied evenly.
"And yet you're suggesting them anyway?" Drake stared hard at his son.
Alex simply nodded.
Drake leaned back in his chair, studying him. His son had already surprised him with ideas he would never have considered. For now, he kept his judgement in check.
"Alright then. What are you seeing in this weapon that the rest of us aren't?" He said.
Instead of answering directly, Alex lifted his palm. A glowing spell circle formed above it—the formation for the Magic Ball spell.
