Chapter 451 This is too un-chivalrous

Chapter 451 This is too un-chivalrous

"Shoot me!"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm ready—"

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot at the Fran Fortress, followed by the sound of bullets rubbing against steel, and then the sound of Fingerly falling into the mud.

"Why did you suddenly shoot?"

Fingri choked on two mouthfuls of the nectar from the Fran Fortress, quickly climbed out of the mud, picked up the breastplate used to test the power of the pistol and took a look at it.

A deep dent appeared on the breastplate, and the part that was hit was about to break but had not yet broken. However, the impact force was enough to make a person stagger. The power seemed to be quite good.

But one knight whose breastplate was taken for testing was about to cry.

On the other hand, Matilda, who was shooting a gun for the first time, completely lost the maturity and composure of an adventurer. The recoil caused by firing the gun without any preparation caught her off guard and she lost control of the hunter's pistol. The pistol turned in a circle in her hand and the muzzle was finally pointed at her head.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, both gold-level adventurers fell to the ground.

Selene thought Matilda had met with an accident, and quickly called a magician to treat her. Fortunately, Matilda straightened her Hell Marching Helmet that was knocked crooked by the impact, and climbed up by herself.

This weapon called "Hunter Pistol" is really powerful!

When this weapon was first obtained, people began to test it with great enthusiasm and eventually concluded that this weapon was very suitable for both novice adventurers and veterans.

It is suitable for novices because it can cause good damage to low-level monsters, and is suitable for novices to add an effective means of attack.

It is suitable for veterans because veterans tend to be more aware of the monsters' attack timing and weaknesses, and are more likely to launch a gun counterattack.

A weapon with both high upper and low limits.

The only regret is that mercury bullets are limited in number, and we won’t be able to shoot them until craftsmen make imitations.

Looking at this hunter's pistol, people still have lingering fears, as if the Yharnam hunter's accurate shooting just now is right in front of them.

Guns are indeed terrifying to them, but the damage from being shot directly doesn't seem to be that great. It feels like being shot by stones formed by earth attribute magic [Flying Gravel], and the power of the bullets feels even greater.

Although the direct damage is average for experts, people are still interested in the structure of this thing called a pistol. The products of the Sean Dungeon have always given people the feeling that they cannot be reproduced in the outside world, but if it is a simple mechanical structure, it may be possible to imitate it.

Many people have been interested in this thing for a long time, but have never been able to get the authentic product. Facts have proved that the handsome appearance can be loved by people even without sufficient plot support. The sales volume of the one-eighth scale "Hunter" movable sculpture produced by Bed House is very impressive.

Someone has tried to make a magic prop that looks and functions like a hunter's pistol, using a magic circle to convert magic power into power to push a small metal ball or something else to fire it as a bullet.

The imitation is quite powerful, but there are many similar magic items. If it can't be "repelled by guns", its appeal to people will be greatly reduced. It's okay for ordinary people to carry for self-defense, and if the price can be brought down, it can also be used to arm low-level adventurers on a large scale.

But as expected, only when holding the authentic version of Sean in hand, the adventurer will feel fulfilled and satisfied.

There are only six mercury bullets left, which are very precious. As for the two blood collection bottles, no one is interested in them. I still need to give myself an injection to restore my vitality. This kind of thing has a lower priority than the healing potion that can be taken directly by drinking or sprinkling.

Out of courtesy, these items were shown to Ainz III for review. The king immediately decided to give generous rewards to those who participated in the battle. Of course, the spoils would belong to him.

“I really want to try it once.”

Stroking the hunter pistol, Ainz III had a very conflicted expression on his face. He wanted to fire a shot to satisfy his desire, but he also felt that the only six mercury bullets left were extremely precious and should not be used so carelessly. This put him in a dilemma.

He had an awkward expression, like an old boy who got a new toy but was reluctant to play with it.

In the end, he changed his demeanor with two coughs and turned himself back into the reliable adult male he should be.

"Then let's go and wait."

Just when he was about to give the order to return to the palace, he suddenly noticed Luluwo slipping away quietly, and then he remembered that there was still such an invader who had not been dealt with.

At a command, the Hassawi team surrounded Luluwo with a grim smile, who ultimately did not have the chance to escape.

[Our king wants to see you being brave. Don’t lose face. We will give you a quick death.]

This was the lip reading she had gotten from Fingri, but—

“Who would believe you?”

She threw a smoke bomb to the ground, and a large number of flying knives burst out at the same time as the smoke filled the air. When the Hassawi team resisted, dozens of chains turned into flexible snakes in the mountains and rushed over, either whipping or binding. The coordination was pretty good.

After a successful attack, Luluwo quickly ran towards the place where she remembered there were the most grunts, and at the same time fought against three gold-level adventurers. She felt that today could be regarded as one of the highlights of her career.

Fingri chased after him, but as soon as he stepped into the area covered by the smoke bomb, he felt a tingling sensation from the soles of his feet. He looked down and saw that it was a portable lightning trap. Luluwo was indeed a master of dirty tricks and had even set up the trap in a short time.

However, the more the prey struggled, the more it stimulated the hunter's hunting desire. After Fingerly broke free from the trap, he walked more diligently.

She ran away, he chased her, and she couldn't escape even if she had wings.

"What kind of fighting style is this?"

Ainz III, who was watching the battle, said in confusion. He saw Luluwo get into the group of Gollums and attack Fingri together with the monsters. She even picked up the poisonous mud on the ground and threw it, taking advantage of the situation to the extreme.

It just looks a bit too dirty.

"Well, this is a tactic popular among a certain small circle of invaders. Only very few people use it, and most people disdain it."

Princess Selene, who had already colluded with Fingri in her testimony, said so.

"oh"

Ainz III nodded as if he understood, then frowned slightly and commented:

"That's not a knight, nor a warrior."

The invaders are indeed not knights, Selene complained, but this tactic can really win.

In the end, Ms. Black Bat was unable to escape the encirclement of the crowd and died gloriously in battle after leaving behind a raised middle finger.

Although her battles seemed a bit strange to Ainz III, the Yharnam Hunters made up for the shortcomings very well, so overall, this adventure went quite smoothly.

In the evening, the group returned to the palace under heavy guard.

Ainz III went back to his bedroom first. He had stayed outside for too long today. Although he felt very energetic, his court physician gave him a resolute look, saying, "If you don't stay in bed and rest, I will bang my head against a pillar and die." He had no choice but to go back and rest.

Selene treated her friends to a sumptuous dinner, and when Fingri and the others left and the stars gradually appeared in the night sky, her expression became a little nervous, and she hurried to the bedroom of Ainz III under the escort of the guards.

The reason why they chose to enter the Sen Dungeon today is because today is very suitable for testing the Sen Dungeon's secret ritual of fire injection and upgrading its power to resist the evil god.

It has been observed that the influence of the disappearing dim stars on the world will change with the number and brightness of stars in the night sky. The court astronomer discovered that today is a starry night, and the influence of the evil god may reach a peak.

The court magicians were ready to go, the mental protection magic circle was as solid as a rock, and they seemed to be fully prepared.

Everyone in the bedroom was very nervous, but Ainz III, the person involved, had cast aside his previous worries and even looked a little optimistic. His inner uneasiness had been eliminated with today's trip to the dungeon.

Even a second before he sensed the movement in the night sky, Ainz III was still playing with his hunter pistol and blood collection bottle, as if he was admiring a new toy.

There was a strange sound coming from the mental protection magic circle, and everyone's spirits suddenly reached a peak of tension. This meant that the influence of the evil god was coming. The king also closed his eyes and sat upright to resist the strangeness coming from inside his body.

Time passed minute by minute, his body shook slightly, but there was no sign of beast transformation. Selene calculated the time with the watch. At this time last Starry Day, Ainz III had already shown obvious beast transformation, but not now!

Great, the secret ritual of fire infusion really works!

Beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down Ainz III's forehead. He looked very tired, but a smile was spread across his lips. He was also happy about his success.

Then, he floated away.

He felt that he could resist the evil god with Sean's method. He remembered the night when he "stabbed" the evil god with his spirit and launched a counterattack against it. He couldn't help but smile contemptuously at it.

This somehow angered the evil god, causing him to consume all his precious power to attack him. Ainz III's face changed, and the magicians also tried their best to help him protect his spirit.

However, after a moment's stalemate, the hair on his body grew wildly, and the situation worsened in the blink of an eye!

"Not good, help His Majesty the King with all your strength!"

"The magic circle is about to be overloaded!"

"We still have one last bottle of the Goddess's Blessing, we can't get any more!"

Although he knew that it was his contempt that made the evil god serious, Ainz III did not regret it. Instead, he vowed to resist the opponent's invasion. Although his appearance was obviously bestial, his spirit was very strong. The secret fire injection ritual was indeed effective!

But suddenly, Ainz III felt that his vitality was decreasing. The excessive beast transformation was plundering his vitality and he needed to replenish it!

Before the magicians could cast their spells, he stabbed the two blood bottles on the bedside table into his thighs with such force that it was a bit painful.

When the crimson liquid was injected into his body, his vitality was rapidly replenished, but he lowered his head and his body stopped shaking.

"Your Majesty? What happened to you?!" The magician was horrified, thinking that something had gone wrong, and was about to call someone over to give him the goddess' blessing.

However, a gust of wind blew, and the king's fur fell to the ground and returned to its normal state.

He raised his head and looked at Selene in front of him. There seemed to be an unknown beast running through his eyes, but then, his eyes became clearer than ever before.

"I feel pretty good about myself?"

Meanwhile, in the Thane dungeon.

Gong Qiying was looking at the blood collection bottle in his hand and the Yharnam Hunter on the city lord's panel.

This character and props were specially prepared by him for the king, but it was a waste for them to only appear once, so he might as well just let them appear randomly as rare characters in the future.

"I wonder how blood therapy would work for the king's symptoms."

Gong Qiying is still looking forward to the scene where he can conquer the heart of the king of a country. Recently, he can be said to be going smoothly and has almost no difficulties.

Doctors all know that the phrase "Has everything been going too smoothly lately?" is a taboo that must not be said in the hospital.

A letter from the Bound Dungeon appeared on the altar.

"No, I just said it casually, don't really cause me trouble."

He felt that his mouth must have been blessed somewhere, and he opened the letter while swearing never to talk nonsense again.

Although this letter was sent to a group of people in the Bound Dungeon, its content is worthy of people's attention.

【To all city lords】

[The re-sealing operation against the escaped Sealed Object "Latent Blood Parasite" failed]

【I sincerely ask for your help】

(End of this chapter)

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