Tess, Tess, I can hear you, Singh. You, Mr. Saran.

"Sensitive, Mr. Blanc."

"I hear you, brave man."

”No, it's amazing."

Yeah, I get it.

I'm repacking the magazine with one bullet to replenish the amount of ammo I used to test it, but I've removed the ear protector for a bit and I hear a tremendous cheer, booming, coming this way. Just as the brave man is turning his back on this one.

You're making it easier for me to attack you.

”I am the brave man of the kingdom who defeated the Middle-Dragon by cowardly means after committing injustice, murdered the brave Keelis, and defied his honor."

"Ha...... That sucks."

”I'm here to punish you for that crime and execute you.

"Is it suddenly the death penalty? What are you going to do?"

”The special warmth of the Church of the Orthodox Brave gives the Nice Brave the opportunity to fight the Demon King. You should repent of your sins in the next life."

"Can we admit that it's the Demon King we're serving?

”Our magic works for the Demon King. Maybe you're so stupid that you can't even judge the area anymore. Ha..."

The main door behind the arena ring opens......

It just sort of came out...

Two Tyrannosaurs!!

”Yeah, yeah, yeah! I didn't hear that!"

"Why are there two demon kings?"

”Not there -! Ahahahahahahahahaha!"

Do I have to laugh anymore, brave man?

Both heads open their mouths and intimidate.

Adjust the magnification of the zoom of the scope so that the entire Tyrannosaurus is within sight at leisure.

If it were normal, once I found my favorite magnification, I wouldn't operate the magnification of the scope anymore. It stays the same magnification all the time. There are hectic scopes full of cheap ones that say if you turn the zoom ring, that's the only way to target it.

The lens is moving inside, so it's subtly uneven then.

Likewise, there are scopes that are uneven when you turn the focus ring.

"Uh, why are you out of scope?" And if you mess with turrets all the time, don't you use zooming a lot?

Don't touch the zoom or buy a higher scope than a gun.

Because my scope is higher than my gun. Because it's a march. Because it's made in Japan!

Tyrannosaurus, you wear a collar. That's the magic of the servant. What is it? It wasn't on Triceratops. Is there something about the newly developed magic?

"So, what do we do?"

”No, no, no, no. I can't. I can't! I can't have two heads! Shin-kun!"

It's not convincing to say it with half a laugh, Mr. Blanc...

"Which way do you want it from?

”Right! Right, please!"

"Okay. I'm going to call it the magic of the brave, so will you hit something appropriately?

Copy that!

Ooh.

Dra rings and the game begins!

I immediately put on the ear protector, operate the bolt, and load the first round.

The warhead is a full metal jacket.

I thought a full metal jacket would penetrate it?

There's no way you can penetrate a big shot like that. Let me not hesitate.

Brave Mr. Brambersh, I still have my sword unplugged and I make fireballs with both hands, hitting them right, left and in turn.

"Saran, look at your right mouth."

I aim at Tirano on the right, aiming for the timing of opening my mouth...

Rapua Magnum has a bullet speed of just over 900 m per second and a time lag of 0.6 seconds at 520 m!

DOGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

The tripod vibrates in impact, the muzzle brake blows up, and the blast pressure feels on my body too!

It's a tremendous recoil, but a lot less thanks to the tripod, machine rest and muzzle brakes. I've already shot a lot of them, so I'm not freaking out.

Operate the bolts immediately! Big pods fly!

"I think I hit it. Because I glanced at him with my mouth shut."

Saran's report. Well, in your mouth, you don't know.

I'm after you in my mouth!

"It should work, right? Don't jump higher than your mouth, do you? I'll hit Mr. Blanc."

”Stop it -!"

We've been cornered to the end of the ring, Mr. Blanc, with the tyrannos on the right opening their mouths wide open, but there's dull blood in their mouths.

Is it called standing still for the mysterious agony that pierces your body?

Mr. Blanc ran through there at the foot of Tirano to the right, looking back and pulling the knife and slamming the sword on his leg!

Right Tirano, open your mouth and growl.

One more shot in that mouth!

DOGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"Now you're in decent!

"Why don't you know?

"Because the blood didn't fly"

I see. You mean you went deep into your body, not even anywhere?

”I've slashed my tendon!"

It's exactly the Achilles tendon in Tyrano that Mr. Blanc just slashed!

Right Tirano, you will collapse!

That's the Barr Sword!

Tyrannosaurus walks on two legs with his body horizontally.

From the front of that Tirano, what happens when you shoot a full metal jacket Lapua Magnum in the open mouth.

The bullet keeps moving forward until it stops, losing its energy while pulling its guts deep inside its body. Two bullets make your gut rattle.

You may not be allowed to die instantly, but mass bleeding death from your gut will be 100% more inevitable. It's fatal.

I'm throwing up a lot of blood as I fall.

”Hia-!"

Mr. Blanc runs from end to end of the ring under the trail of another Tyrannosaur. Then you run, don't you? Now I see Tyranno's back. [M]

Blanc, who suddenly changed direction at such a speed that he didn't even think it was a human waza,

I'll slash Tyranno's leg as he runs through again!

Tyrannosaurus with a big mouth open and screaming.

”I wanted to be a little shallow. These guys are magical!"

"What about him?

”Mm, I'll try it myself. Thanks."

Mr. Blanc, who ran back in front, looked back and confronted Tyrano.

Tirano, who went to the other end, looks back and opens his mouth wide to intimidate him.

Tyrannosaurus only has action to open or close his mouth......

Can't you help it? My hands are like that.

This one Tyrannosaurus that is falling is also a big mouth open and a bug breath.

Do you want to stop?

... In your mouth, if it's from behind your upper jaw, the bullet might reach your brain.

Although it's too pinpoint as a weakness.

DOGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

This also seems to have hit it decently. I started Kaylene.

You're shooting all over your mouth because this is a brave fight.

I'll check the body later, and if there's bullet marks, it'll be bad, right? That's why I shoot you in the mouth.

No matter how sturdy your outer skin is, your mouth is weak. It's common to organisms.

He's falling, Tyrannosaurus, and he's stuffing himself by twisting around.

You'll die if you leave me alone. It's a big deal to throw up blood from your mouth. It's a red creek and it flows off the ring like a waterfall.

”Hey, Mr. Singh."

"Yes."

”What do you think would happen if I slashed that collar?"

"Well, if I were a dog, I'd be happy to run away."

”Right...”

Mr. Blanc, I'm sure you put your sword diagonally behind you, and it looks like a pull-out pose.

I have it with both hands though.

I don't bother holding a two-handed sword with one hand. Exactly.

It's the fastest sword you can pull out with one hand. It's not the strongest. I don't know who told you that.

Jump where the Tyrannosaurus approaching when you let it go opened its mouth wide and tried to bite Mr. Blanc, avoiding flanking him and swinging his sword out.

Shit!

The collar is broken!

Blood erupts. Did you also lose a little neck?

Tyrannosaurus, neck down......

Now raise your neck, open your mouth and growl.

Like barking at heaven.

I'm barking as I dazzle blood off my neck muscle.

I'm still barking.

All the time, I'm barking at heaven.

What's going on?

Tyrano, I turned my back on Mr. Blanc and went as far as the edge of the ring, dragging his shallow slashed leg. I'm going down the ring on my own.

That big door that came in. The big door is already closed.

I've hit that one many times.

Dozzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

I hit my body a few times and the door broke!

There are a lot of people who seem to be summoners, and they seem to be doing some magic from off the spot, but it's not working at all.

Tirano, he's gone behind the door......

Me and Saran take off the ear protector and meet each other in the face.

"... is it over?

Mr. Blanc, I'm taking a huge booming bath.

♪ Something seems to have worked ♪

Communication enters.

"Then say hello to the venue."

Yeah, I forgot.

As I look in the scope, I wipe my sword out with a cloth, deliver it to the sheath, take my hat and bow down to the venue.

Right, left, front, back.

It's graceful. That's brave.

”What's wrong with that?"

Wow, the soldiers are up in the ring!

I'm a zombie soldier!

I've surrounded you with brave men.

Do you mean to let him live at all costs?

”Looks like someone's not convinced of something. Let me deal with you for a second.”

"Whatever you want. Come back when you're ready."

Copy that!

"Saran, prepare to retreat"

”Wow, this sword is amazing! Zombies fall in one blow!"

That's good to hear.

Because the blessing of the goddess, Mr. Nanotes, is on you. Hey.

Place the magic bag on the floor and open your mouth.

There, carefully place the Remington M700 Lapua Magnum, machine rest, removed from the machine rest. Because it's a precision machine.

I have to do this, too.

I will also collect Lapua Magnum's giant empty pod in advance. Rolling is for two shots.

One shot still remains in the pharmacy (chamber). I only fired three shots.

Saran rushes in as Saran sticks his tripod with the spotting scope on, plus I stick a pattan pattan and a freaking tripod.

"Sin! Something's climbing from below!

Have you noticed? I was just making noises with Dokandokan. Hey!

Saran pulled out the knife, and I threw all the rest of the bullets into the magic back, then pulled out the M870 that I had always used, and two more boxes of backshot bullets, out of the bag, poured one box at a time into the large left and right pockets, and erased the magic bag.

Slug bullets are five rounds a box or ten rounds a box, but I sell backshots and other shots for 25 rounds a box. If you want to take it out, it's this way!

Looking back and looking far out the window, you have Mr. Blanc slashed all over the circle of zombie soldiers!

That's Mr. Nanotes' Blessed Barr Sword!

"Mr. Blanc, there seems to be an enemy coming this way!

”Oh, yeah, I'll be back!"

Shakisha, Kisha, Kisha, Kisha, I'm bouncing into the M870. Saran slams his sword into the zombie soldier who came up in time!

rattling rattling - - rolling down the stairs as you engage the sequel.

Zombie soldier climbing more stairs as he overcomes his buddy's body!

I line up next to Saran, on one knee, pull the fore-end back once, aim and slap a buckshot in its face!

"Wow, awesome number!

You're climbing more than fifty people!

Dogon, go, go, go, go!

Shoot them in a row and knock them off one end to the bottom!

Number is number, it could be a matter of time!

"I'm here, Mr. Singh!

Mr. Blanc will speak from behind me. You flew in with a metastasis!

"Mr. Blanc, can you jump?!

"Wait, wait, wait, just buy me some time!

Oh, no.

Mr. Blanc, I'm taking a bottle out of some space and drinking a trumpet.

"What is it? Ah, it!

"It's a potion! I lost my magic, so I'm replenishing it!

Saran's swinging his sword down and knocking down zombie soldiers coming up the stairs!

My daughter-in-law. Yes!

I'll refill the shot shell, too, and shoot in one shot after another. It's mayhem!

"All right, both of you, grab me!

Turn around, fall with me holding the gun, cling to Mr. Blanc's leg, where Saran hugged Mr. Blanc!

"Fine..."

No, that's not the point, is it, Mr. Blanc?

"Ah, I'm sorry. Jump!"

Holy shit.

We fell asleep in the meadows, three of us, when we realized it.

Saran wakes himself up first.

Me, too.

"Where? Here"

I'll look around.

Ah......

You can see the walls over there.

It's a suburb of the Lartran Orthodox country.

Sounds like you're okay now.

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