Power stone guys??????
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Sylvie, displaying her innocent and pure nature, found the transformed orc oddly adorable. Lucas couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction. “Hmm, fine. Let’s say it’s become cuter,” he conceded, appreciating Sylvie’s ability to see the positive in even the most unexpected situations.
He couldn’t help but wonder how she managed not to despise him, even when faced with something lewd and vulgar like a pocket pussy.
Kelly wore a complex expression, unsure whether Sylvie’s demeanor was genuine or an act. Sylvie, however, remained true to herself, her naivety and defenselessness shining through.
In the midst of their talks and interaction and talking about something random or each other, more orcs came rushing in, seemingly drawn by the sound of the gunfire. Kelly took charge, volunteering to handle the front lines. She turned to Lucas and asked, “Can I leave the rear to you, Lucas?”
Lucas smirked confidently, his skills as an exceptional marksman recognized by the Ministry of National Defense shining through. “Did you see that? These guys barely managed to land a hit on me,” he boasted, exuding an air of invincibility. He knew that large targets lumbering down a narrow corridor with no escape were as good as dead already.
With a final instruction, Lucas warned Sylvie, “Cover your ears!”
Suddenly, Lucas felt a malfunction in his ammunition. A jammed round in such a critical moment was the last thing he needed. Frustration welled up within him as he muttered, “‘A jammed round, here of all places?'”
But before he could react, Sylvie swiftly stepped in front of him, as if instinctively shielding him from harm. The unexpected act of bravery caught Lucas off guard.
He had always seen Sylvie as someone who needed his protection, and yet here she was, fearlessly defending him.
The realization hit Lucas hard. He had underestimated Sylvie, failing to recognize her own strength and determination. He felt a pang of guilt for disregarding her capabilities when he knew he shouldn’t have.
“I’ll handle this,” Sylvie declared with confidence. Blocking the orc’s attack with her sturdy wooden staff, she unleashed an ‘Intangible Magic Bullet,’ creating a powerful shockwave that repelled the orc despite its larger size. It was an impressive display of her skills.
Taking advantage of the opening created by Sylvie, Lucas quickly cleared the jammed round and readied his weapon once more. He reminded himself, ‘In dungeons, they are prone to malfunction.’ He couldn’t afford to panic; panicking would be more fatal than a jammed bullet.
However, to Lucas’s dismay, the ammunition jammed again. Frustration bubbled up within him as he muttered in exasperation, “Ah, darn it… Getting jammed twice in a row is too much!”
Kelly, who had effortlessly taken down three orcs, couldn’t help but giggle at Lucas’s predicament. She teasingly remarked, “What did I tell you?”
Lucas retorted, “…No, it’s not just about the 5%!”
Kelly smirked, pointing out the obvious, “Your skill stats are still low, and your proficiency is at the lowest rank. The malfunction rate is probably over 30%. And by the way, the power has also decreased.”
Lucas couldn’t deny the truth in her words. He contemplated whether relying on a gun in a dungeon was the right choice, considering all the drawbacks he was facing.
Nevertheless, he resolved to fix the faulty ammunition once more, determined not to let it hinder him any longer. He pulled the slide and aimed, ready to continue the fight.
Meanwhile, Sylvie had already taken down two orcs, showcasing her superior skills. Lucas couldn’t help but acknowledge her overall prowess. As he thought about it, she was a senior dungeon strategist, someone with experience and knowledge in navigating dangerous environments.
Lucas couldn’t help but let his mind wander for a moment, thinking about Sylvie’s alluring qualities as a childhood friend and an academy top student. However, he quickly pushed aside such thoughts, realizing that relying solely on firearms wouldn’t meet his expectations unconditionally.
“I’ll protect you, Lucas,” Sylvie reassured him, her voice filled with determination.
Lucas mustered a confident smile. “It’s alright. You can send a few my way!” he replied, ready to face the enemy head-on.
With a surge of adrenaline, Lucas unleashed an “Assault” maneuver. He didn’t just aim from behind; he utilized his charge skill to deliver a powerful body slam, forcefully pushing the orc away. And then, he fired his gun.
“‘Here you go!'” he exclaimed, as two shots rang out, eliminating one of the orcs.
Encouraged by their success, Lucas turned to Sylvie. “Let’s do this together, Sylvie,” he said, a newfound sense of camaraderie in his voice.
Sylvie seemed taken aback by his words. “It’s the first time you’ve said that…” she responded, her surprise evident.
Lucas quickly clarified, “Did I ever use you as a shield before?”
Sylvie paused for a moment before realization dawned on her. “Uh, huh? Yeah…” she admitted, a hint of embarrassment in her voice.
Determined not to falter any longer, Lucas steeled his resolve. He couldn’t afford to back down now. “Damn it. I can’t back down anymore!” he muttered to himself.
With renewed determination, he unleashed a “Here you go again with my kick,” combining his combat skills with his firearm expertise. The forceful kick landed squarely on another orc, sending it reeling.
Lucas couldn’t help but acknowledge that he had to rely on more than just his gun. He found himself constantly checking the Glock that seemed to malfunction at every turn, engaging in hand-to-hand combat just to barely hold his ground.
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(A/N: Hello guys done reading. If yes, send a power stone, 1 power stone is also enough we just have to increase fan value, so 1 power stone is enough, but if you like the novel I won’t mind if you send more stones, and plz don’t forget the gifts.)
Thank you very much for all your support.
I will upload 5 extra chapters for every 1 magic castle?? . If someone is interested and want extra chapters. You know what to do. ??