Science fiction, American; Space colonies -- Fiction
Jerry Kennedy said, "The bullet can be adapted to various weapons,
however, this is one of the simplest." He pressed, one after another, a
full twenty rounds into the gun's clip.
"Now, if you'll note the silhouette of a man I've drawn on the wooden
frame at the end of the room." He pressed the trigger, sent a single
shot into the figure.
Olderman nodded. "An improvement in firearms. But--"
Kennedy said, "However, if you are confronted with more than one of the
bad guys." He grinned and flicked the gun to full automatic and in a
Gotterdammerung of sound in the confines of the room, emptied the clip
into his target sending splinters and chips flying and all but
demolishing the wooden backdrop.
His audience sat back in stunned horror at the demonstration.
Mayer said now, "The weapon is simple to construct, any competent
gunsmith can do it. It is manifest, Honorables, that with your people so
equipped your cities will be safe from attack and so will trading
caravans and ships."
Russ said shakily, "Your intention is good, Honorable Mayer, however it
will be but a matter of time before the barons have solved the secrets
of your weapon. Such cannot be held indefinitely. Then we would again be
at their mercy."
"Believe me, Honorable," Mayer said dryly, "by that time I will have new
weapons to introduce, if necessary. Weapons that make this one a very
toy in comparison."
Olderman resumed his office as spokesman. "This demonstration has
astounded us, Honorable Mayer, but although we admire your abilities it
need hardly be pointed out that it seems unlikely all this could be the
product of one brain."
"They are not mine," Mayer admitted. "They are the products of many
minds."
"But where--?"
The Earthman shook his head. "I don't believe I will tell you now."
"I see." The Genoese eyed him emotionlessly. "Then the question
becomes, _why_?"
Mayer said, "It may be difficult for you to see, but the introduction of
each of these will be a nail in feudalism's coffin. Each will increase
either production or trade and such increase will lead to the overthrow
of feudal society."
Baron Leonar, who had remained largely silent throughout the afternoon,
now spoke up. "As you said earlier, although I am a lord myself, my
interests are your own. I am a merchant first. However, I am not sure I
want the changes these devices will bring. Frankly, Honorable Mayer, I
am satisfied with my world as I find it today."
Amschel Mayer smiled wryly at him. "I am afraid you _must_ adapt to
these new developments."
The baron said coldly, "Why? I do not like to be told I must do
something."
"Because, my dear baron, there are three continents on the planet of
Genoa. At present there is little trade due to inadequate shipping. But
the steam engine I introduce today will soon propel larger craft than
you have ever built before."
Russ said, "What has this to do with our being forced to use these
devices?"
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