Becoming an Academy Cowboy

in my father’s name (2)

I looked at the two stamps on my sortie report.

Instructor Keira’s column had the words ‘Companion’ written on it, and next to it was written ‘Me too’ in the column of the headmaster, Do-Jun Min.

“Why?”

When I asked bluntly, Instructor Keira answered.

“First of all, your physical condition. I’m not 100% recovered yet.”

“Isn’t it a matter of contemplating which one is worse for the body, the battle with the villain or the task of staying up for three nights?”

“this?”

The beauty instructor’s headlock is pretty familiar now.

Not for combat, but for everyday life, and the arms are a little softer.

“You don’t die from doing homework all night. Hey. you are in danger now You can’t throw the number one favorite prey of villains in action. These children are the ones who managed to get out of the attack by professional guardians. Moreover, the momentum has been revived by attracting high-ranking criminals. In the meantime, if you get caught, the face of the academy will not live. Just wait this time.”

In the end, I’ll have to bring up a theoretical story.

“I met Hwang Byung-cheol.”

“Golden ship father?”

“He asked me to get a golden wire. If he became subhuman, I asked him to kill him for his dignity.”

She frowned.

“You still don’t feel guilty about anything, do you?”

“Do you feel guilty? It’s never going to happen. Even if the same situation comes a hundred times, even if I make it harder, it won’t be smooth. But what are the parents guilty of?”

While drinking coffee, Instructor Keira scratched her head in annoyance.

“The principal, I will persuade you, so join the 3rd or 4th grade search team. But don’t expect too much. Their purpose is not to kill villains, but to find and arrest prisoners. Leave the main tasks to the pros. Society is not yet so weak that we have to entrust everything to first-year cadets.”

It looks fake.

It’s so flimsy, it seems like it’s going to fall apart if you hit it once.

Whether or not he knew my heart, the instructor wiped the coffee pot and instructed.

“The sortie is in two days. Until then, prepare well.”

Let’s go get my weapon back first.

Betty ran out of nowhere as soon as she saw me.

Not only her, but the apprentices working in her workshop all excelled.

They were all avant-garde, artistically leapfrogging, and polite grandeur.

“The art score of 10 is an outstanding apology that will make Yang Hak-sun cry too. Betty. It’s embarrassing now, so please get up.”

But Betty and her followers were glued to the ground and seemed unwilling to get up.

“Your customer was injured because of my lack of it! Of course, my sister’s guide is wrong, but if my equipment and drones were better, I would have been able to get out of those traps.”

“It must have been because of my incompetence. We had no choice but to make drones within a given budget. Betty did her best. In that situation, it would have been difficult even if we had the best drones made in the country.”

In her eyes I could even see some kind of madness.

“But the stock price of Smith & Smith Gunsmith & Drone has risen quite a bit due to this Gangnam sortie. I promise to make better equipment! In particular, drones will have a little more weight so that they can have a better effect.”

“When did you go public?”

Despite my questions, she continued to say what she had to say.

“In my opinion, even if the drones were poor, it would have been fine if your weapons were a little better. So I prepared. These are the masterpieces of my life. I bet you won’t find anything better than this.”

She first lifted her pistol.

“Can you see the shadow of the most dignified man on Rome, restored from a republic to an empire? Imperator? The double-headed eagle Aquila will wipe out all your enemies. You came, you saw, and you will win. Maybe they should be called Princeps instead of Imperators.”

Praise for her guns began.

“Look at this magic of rage and revenge in the barrel. It was smelted of the souls and grudges of many undead. It is the best weapon that has been forged with numerous magic stones obtained from the gate. If not, witness the doubled attack power! The great thing about this gun is that it’s easy to deal with enemies that don’t take good physical damage, like annoying ghosts.”

As she beckons, a ghost comes up tied to a restraint device.

[Lascia ch’io pianga Mia cruda sorte…]

A ghost calling on Handel to cry.

Even with a bent waist and restraints, he sings quite well.

“Is that what it is?”

“Right. Phantom of the Opera. He was haunted at the Sydney Opera House, and I got it because I needed it in graduate school. He is a haunted ghost, but he sings well.”

“You sing pretty well, so why did you bring it up for an experiment?”

“I used to sabotage whenever someone else tried to sing. If you know how serious it is to sing together at karaoke, you will understand.”

In any case, I was impressed with the supporter’s technique to restrain even ghosts.

“It seems that it is not a task for the supporters to confine the formless spirit body.”

“Absolutely. We are supporters.”

She said, raising her nose high as if piercing the sky.

“Normal physical attacks won’t even work, but this is different. When I stepped out in front of Aquila’s beak…”

[When I am laid in earth···!]

A ghost screams at her shots and is ejected.

That was when I, Henry Purcell’s aria, lay on the ground.

It’s a good song to sing to die.

“Like Goljok in front of a long-established store, he loses all his grudges and is forced to attain Buddhahood. You will probably have no problem dealing with the undead.”

I grabbed Aquila.

Satisfying grip. Seeing them stick together as if it were my own hands, I can feel that Betty worked hard to prepare.

“Would you like to try one shot?”

When she raised a scarecrow, I just pulled the pistol.

Magically copied pistol bullets rip through the iron scarecrow in an instant.

It was more like a cannon than a gun, a hand-held cannon.

“Betty. What the hell did you do?”

“Fufu. Are you satisfied? Added tank buster bullets. Last time, there seemed to be few ways to deal with a large enemy. Would you believe me if I told you I could destroy a tank with a pistol?”

“It’s definitely a thing.”

Betty pulls out another pistol.

“Rusty Bill, on the other hand, became more skilled as he got older. Old soldiers never disappear or die. Look at the pride of the last veteran fighting at sea. Even a giant shark will see the effort and pay homage with the tuna in its mouth.”

She swung Rusty Bill fiercely, and the bullet curved dazzlingly.

Even if it was bent to the level of a slider, it was enough to stick out my tongue, but when I looked at the curve at a right angle almost like a guided missile, it was almost like a missile.

“If the Aquila is for destructive combat, Rusty Bill is a great guy to deal with foes hiding behind cover in mid-range engagements. And by resonating with your mana, this is possible. One shot.”

When I shoot with magic power, I can see the surrounding terrain like an ultrasonic wave.

Exactly, I have to feel it.

“Are you like a bat or a dolphin?”

“you’re right. I call this a howling bullet. And put some more mana in it. It’s too much of a burden.”

When the gun fires a bullet filled with magical power that makes the gun tremble, it emits a sound like an essence being chased by a spoon.

hey hey hey hey!!

“It sounds very familiar.”

“Is it because of your mood? Of course, it is true that your friend Jeongsu Lee provided the motif for making this bullet, and it is also true that he provided a sound sample. When I heard it during battle, I thought a lot about what was the scariest and absurd sound, but there was no sound as effective as this. I thought I could use it not only as a dealer, but also as a crowd control for a while.”

but. The last time we were playing against Ahn Anderson’s team, we saw the essence that suddenly popped out and we were incapacitated for a while.

If I fill in the gaps one by one, I may be able to establish myself as a better dealer.

The position of the dealer I have now is a little vague.

Right now, both are active as outstanding dealers in both face-to-face and anti-army battles, but they don’t have any crowd controllers to turn off the lights for a while in an emergency.

I’ve been through a lot of situations and know just how helpless a pure damage dealer can be when they’re at a disadvantage.

If you use Rusty Bill, it can also serve as a time-buying tool in an unfavorable situation.

And she pulled out a shotgun.

“Do you know where the body went after you killed Jang Si-hwan?”

“no. At that time, I was not able to even retrieve the Bowie Knife.”

She said as she looked around.

“The body was ripped to pieces by zombies, and most of them were recovered from the National Fruit Tree, but I took the heart.”

“I beg your pardon?”

When I looked at her with a surprised expression, she continued as if nothing had happened.

“And I transplanted it to a shotgun. I am introducing. Now the name of this shotgun is Chell.”

Betty crosses the line.

So you’re saying I’m using a shotgun made out of a villain now?

“You like it.”

I need to get stronger right now, but I can use a villain’s corpse for a weapon.

If I left it anyway, it would have turned into zombie food.

“I knew you were going to say that. Now, if you point this shotgun into the air and shoot…”

A blue portal is created in front of the shotgun’s muzzle.

And an orange portal is created in front of the scarecrow.

“The cooldown is a little long, like 5 minutes, and at best, you can only shoot at enemies within the effective range of your rifle, but it means you can feed the back of your opponent a lot of delicious 12-gauge lead bullets.”

I looked at the portal carefully.

“Can this body fit in?”

“It is still uncharted territory. I’m not a space magician either, so don’t use it if possible. We cannot guarantee stability.”

It seems to be a means to overcome the problem of shotguns that damage only comes from close range.

“And Desperado has also been strengthened. It contains magical technology such as propulsion rockets and gunpowder. Perhaps bigger and more artistic explosions than ever before. And we added a more compact and tactical design to make it more portable. Instead of being small like jalapeno peppers, it is spicy and salty.”

It was heavy and cumbersome, but it worked out.

“Mosin Nagant has not changed much. However, it seems that the customer was using this to sniper the escaping enemy or the wizard hiding behind the shield wall. So I engraved an additional spell to kill the wizard. It can do more damage to mana users. I’ll call this gun like this. Hexen Slayer.”

It’s a name that sounds like a young pilgrim going out to hunt a witch.

When I hold the Mosin Nagant and energize it, the barrel gets longer.

“Maybe we can break the human record for sniping. A special gun needs a special bullet.”

It’s not like a normal bullet.

“The 7.62mm mage-killing bullet Abada Kedavra. It’s a bullet made from a mysterious, alien metal that glows green. It took a long time to make. Right now, I can only make one clip, so use it only when it’s really important.”

And she pulled out a rifle as if it was her masterpiece.

It was definitely Anistine’s rifle.

“You have a very good Heroic Spirit. I could feel it while remodeling it. A heroic spirit that is assimilated with you. The Smith & Gunsmith workshop did our best to make a gun that was not lacking for him.”

She carefully pointed the gun at me, like a priest making a sacrifice on an altar.

“We did our best not to lose our identity as a Henry Rifle. cowboy. No detailed explanation is needed. You will fall in love with this gun the moment you pull the trigger.”

I accepted the rifle as if I was touching Anistine.

A luxuriously finished buttstock, a muzzle of a soft silver color.

I carefully pushed the trigger with the tube magazine attached.

chuckle

It sounds awesome.

“Great. Betty. I can feel the effort put in. How much can I give you?”

“… you don’t have to do that. You said it was listed earlier. It’s a coin stock, but I made a lot of money. Thanks to the customer, it is not as good as the plasma rifle, but it has been promoted that it can still be used in the field. Now I can shoot guns without worrying about money.”

I opened a sponsorship account.

“I think it’s polite to give back as much as you get help. And I didn’t want to get anything for free. We are in a symbiotic relationship. For that to happen, there has to be something to give and take. If not, I will go to another workshop.”

A gun like this would have cost you 70 million credits at the most.

I sent a generous 80 million credits into her account.

Betty’s cheeks were as red as her hair.

“I am so ashamed of this. I couldn’t protect you. If I had made it well in the first place, I wouldn’t have even fallen into that situation.”

I tapped her on the shoulder and walked out of the studio.

“I will use my weapon well. Betty.”

Now that you’ve got a new weapon, it’s time to go kill the villains.

*

Golden Sun woke up in a strange liquid.

His last memory was torn off his lower body.

Strangely, in those memories that felt unrealistic, he recalled a scene from a classic drama that dominated the 2000s.

It was a scene in which a man who was a communist was crying in front of a doctor, refusing to admit that he had become a seedless watermelon.

Even if you can’t remember the drama, the scene will last forever.

I remembered someone saying that what people remember is a moment.

He barely looked at his lower body.

However, contrary to his expectations, the lower body was attached.

But something is different.

A different appearance from the view he saw while taking a shower.

It was so self-evident.

This is not me…

And at the same time, messages flooded into his head.

[Has it happened? Golden ship cadets.]

“what. f*ck. What have you done to me?”

[Isn’t it something that was agreed upon? You wanted to live and you didn’t want to die as a criminal. And this was the only way to save you from being crushed and burned by the wall. After you get it out of the water, won’t you tell me to put out the bag?]

Is it coming through the glass wall?

He tried to move, but he was unable to move as he was caught by mechanical tongs.

[However, in order to move somehow, you must have a lower body. So, with the help of several people, I made the lower body. Do you like the lower body? I really like the word many-eyed. I hope you do too. Everyone shared your body once, so in a nutshell, your brother-in-law was ten o’clock. I’ve spent some time with you, so there’s probably no big genetic problem.]

The golden ship had eight legs attached to it like an octopus.

[Since we were mixed bodies, there would be no difference even if we became one!]

He chuckled.

[I will do other modifications soon. To prepare for the fight you’ve been longing for with Rahobin! haha!!]