23 Chapter 23 (2/2)
Lck: 13
Skills & Spells: [Hammer Mastery Lv.4], [Iron Skin], [War Cry Lv.1]
Seems his War Cry boosts his Str and Con, sort of liked a berserker effect maybe? I don't want to kill him but I don't see any way out of this without using the gun. Hopefully he can survive a hit from it.
Turning around from where he had charged his friends, Alcot's head swiveled towards Wilfred's location and he sprinted towards him.
Before Wilfred could fire a shot, a small girl appeared in the doorway.
”What is this ruckus!”
Seeing Alcot with a s.h.i.+mmering red light and his friends knocked out at the edge of the room, Solana decided to intervene.
”Enough now, [Sleep Lv.5]!”
Alcot slowly fell down to the floor, first on his knees and then laying on the ground fully.
Solana bent down to check Halam and Fig, casting a [Light Recovery] on both of them.
Seeing Wilfred stand awkwardly to the side, she confronted him.
”And what do you think you're doing here? You know you don't meet the age requirement to join.”
”Oh, I'm not joining. I was just going to help these guys out on a contract and they wanted to gauge my strength.”
Glancing at his weapon, Solana became curious.
”And what is that there hmmm? I can feel a very strong magic emanating from it.”
”Uhh, I'd rather not talk about it.”
At that moment, both Fig and Halam came back to consciousness.
”Ughh, what happened?”
Solana walked towards Fig and Halam, hitting both of them on the head.
”What were you thinking! You need to keep Alcot in check. No more sparing for today, understand me?”
She then headed out of the room and back where she came from. Meanwhile Alcot still slept soundly in the middle of the room.
Halam came up to Wilfred.
”Well, that was quite the display. I'm sorry it got out of hand like that, I thought you'd use a few spells and Alcot would be satisfied with you but instead his pride felt attacked and he went all out. Personally you have my vote to join us on the contract.”
Fig joined in the conversation.
”Mine as well. Come back here tomorrow, same time. We'll take care of Alcot in the meantime. He'll be grumpy but he'll get over it.”
Wilfred stomach grumbled loudly.
”Sounds good. But I'll go grab that lunch of mine right now, I'm starving.”
The woman server was none too happy about how Wilfred had talked to her earlier and it was apparent on her face. To soothe things, Wilfred tipped her a handful of copper coins. The meal itself was quite good, even if a bit cold. After eating to his heart's content, Wilfred headed back home. Trying to spot the spies from earlier he could not notice them in the crowds outside. Perhaps they had changed clothes.
He made his way home without any incident and threw himself on his bed, relaxing a bit.
'That was quite the situation back there. If the Guild Master hadn't intervened, what would have happened? I'd have likely shot him until he stopped moving, who knows if he'd lived from that. This just proves that I need more tools, more ways to stop or finish fights.”
His Mana had regenerated on the way back, he had only used less than 1,000 during the fight with Alcot so it was easily replenished.
One thing that came to mind was stun grenades and a taser. He would be going to attack the bandits tomorrow and wanted to be prepared for it. He could bring his drone for scouting but it was bulky and he didn't want to carry it with him all the time. Unless that is...he could have something to carry his equipment. Yes, that'd be excellent. Recalling information about these types of worlds, there usually were spatial rings or such similar items that used another dimension to store goods.
”But on second, aren't those super expensive? I have some gold, a few hundred actually but I doubt that'd be enough. What I need is an earth world solution to this problem that I can create myself. I could...get a vehicle?”
Why the idea hadn't occurred to him before he didn't know. Perhaps he had been here too long and stopped thinking like he did before. Obviously he would need a vehicle, all this walking around could have been much quicker. Sadly, everyone would obviously notice him driving a car down the roads, he wasn't sure if he was allowed either. What he needed was smaller but good for every terrain, something like an ATV.
The locals used some large mammals to get around, they were similar to horses in a way but they were carnivores. He did not want to learn how to ride these and then would also need to feed it, house it, clean up after it. Vehicles replaced horses and for good reason too. They were dependable and efficient.
If he made one of these though he'd have to hide it somewhere, probably outside the city.
It wouldn't be too hard to create a small shelter for the ATV, nothing on it would be vulnerable to the inclement weather. He wondered if it was possible to get a flat, did magic create rubber tires or only rubber like exterior but magically reinforced inside.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head. Putting the vehicle ideas aside for the moment, Wilfred focused on the non-lethal weapon issue. He could simply use rubber bullets and come to think of it, many different types of ammunition. But how…
The guns fired magical energy in the form of a bullet and were recharged with Mana. Taking his MP5 out, Wilfred examined it more closely. For all intents and purposes, it functioned exactly like a normal one. Wilfred could even remove the clip, although he had not dismantled the clip itself to look inside. What if he simply inserted a different clip, one with the different ammunition?
Following the same process he'd always done, he created a new clip with rubber bullets instead. Curious about his new creation, he went into the bas.e.m.e.nt to test it out. Aiming at the stone wall, he took aim and fired a single shot. Thock!
The rubber bullet hit the wall with a loud thud but bounced harmlessly onto the floor. Picking it up, Wilfred examined it closely. It squeezed like rubber and judging from the impact in the wall, was much less lethal than the alternative. Looking over at his status to see his Mana, Wilfred was surprised that it had gone down so much. Creating the gun and having it already loaded with ammo was something that cost him 3,000-4,000 Mana but just creating this clip of 30 rubber bullet had used up 2,200 Mana.
”Hmmm, specialized ammunition must use more Mana since it has to create the actual thing and not just use the Mana as the ammunition. I'll have to bear that in mind. But this gives me ideas for other uses.”
Knowing the odds that he would eventually face an opponent with great defense against magic, Wilfred decided to try his hand at creating normal rounds. The blue light s.h.i.+mmered and slowly the new clip formed in his hands. Taking the other clip out of his MP5 he inserted the new one in. There would likely be a lot of noise if he fired this down here but he could explain it as experimenting with magic.
Taking aim at an empty wooden box, he fired a single shot into it. A loud bang resonated in his ears and the whole house. The bas.e.m.e.nt was rather enclosed and obviously he did not have any hearing protection. Looking at the results of his test, a distinct hole could be seen on the box and it took him a few more moments to find the sh.e.l.l and casing. It appeared his experiment worked flawlessly, he would need to do some tests to see what was the difference in strength between the rounds, Lucius could help with that and he had promised him that he would visit him. There were many other types of rounds he could also create now that this was proven to work. Incendiary, armor piercing, tracer, the sky was the limit.
Hearing distorted voices coming from upstairs, Wilfred ran up the stairs to inform his parents before they stormed down here that yes, he was okay and no, nothing was broken.
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