Warhammer: The Daily Life of a Knightly Lord

He transmigrated to a medieval feudal age with little technological development. Su Chen thought it was fantastic. He'd make gunpowder, refine glass, and kick off the Age of Exploration ahead of schedule! What? He heard the emperor's throne was made of gold? Great, great, what taste! He loved gold. Once the time came, he'd make the emperor move aside and let him have a turn sitting on it. As for the throne, wasn't it the right of whoever had the strongest army? The first step toward his grand ambition was to take down the local bumpkin of a noble. What? He was a knight? Oh wow, a knight! How terrifying! I'm so scared. But the simple firearm in Su Chen's hands probably wasn't scared at all. Just a mere knight. He'd take him down in three shots!

That was what Su Chen thought, right up until he saw the knight's squire mech, over seven meters tall, walk out of the castle.