v5c87 (2/2)

It was a sport where people competed on how accurately they could shoot a target 100m away, on the level of millimeters.

TL note: /watch?v=thKBF0QYE6k

In benchrest shooting, they didn’t carry the rifle and shoot like normal rifle shooting. Instead, they rested it on a table, or “bench” and shot.

Thanks to that they made the gun impractically heavy, to absorb the shock. They attached a high magnification scope, and even the cartridge wasn’t store bought; they used their own handmade cartridge, a.s.sembled with their own gunpowder amount, case, bullets, and reloaded by hand.

In this compet.i.tion, one hole shot―the holes made by the bullets piercing the target connect into one single hole, was the norm.

However, Chrisse pulled it off in actual battle.

In the compet.i.tion, the target didn’t move, was 100m away, used an impractically heavy gun and such, and only with those conditions could they pull off the one hole shot.

Yet, Chrisse did it on a moving target at more than 100m away, three shots in a row without pause.

It couldn’t be helped that I doubted my own eyes.

“GraAaaAaAA! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill yoooooooooooooooooou!!!”

Alcedo screamed like he had gone mad, he charged in while still spraying blood.

The wounds caused by Snow a while ago weren’t healing, maybe his increased magic power was running low?

Somehow, I felt that Alcedo’s movements were getting dull.

He charged in a ghastly manner, but it no longer had the same sharpness it did at the start.

I easily dodged, and shot the AK47 into him.

The bullets. .h.i.t his legs and he fell, rolling on the gra.s.sland.

“Sh, s.h.i.+t…...I haven’t been able to move my body well for a while now. And why is it so cold.”

Alcedo breathed roughly, like he was feeling cold.

His body was shaking, his complexion had gotten worse, and his lips started turning purple.

It was like he had been tossed into the south pole without clothes.

“Phew, looks like it finally worked.”

“Snow, is this your doing?”

“That’s right, I stole his ‘body heat’ with magic.”

Snow was like ‘ehem’ and puffed up her splendid chest.

According to her explanation―she could steal the body heat of an enemy she had wounded with her magic, it seemed.

The wounded enemy would gradually lose body heat, and by the time they realized it, they would already be shaking like they had been tossed out into a blizzard naked.

What a heinous ability.

So that was why Snow got the second name of ‘the witch of ice and snow’.

“As expected of a A- rank magician. Was that something you learned while training under the master called ‘the freezing witch’ ?”

“U-un, it’s not. This is just something like a bonus, master taught me something even more amazing.”

Even more amazing than this…...I couldn’t imagine it.

“Not yet! I’m not done yet!”

As Alcedo yelled, he took out a new syringe.

This time he didn’t inject, but tossed it into his mouth and crunched it to drink the contents.

“Hyahyahyahya!!! I’ll kill you! I’ll definitely kill all of you!”

However, his wish didn’t become true.

After he drank the content of the syringe, his body suddenly swelled up here and there.

“Gugaaa!? AaaaA!!!”

Just like a balloon that was being pumped with air until it was about to burst.

After a certain point, Alcedo’s body bursted, scattering blood everywhere, just like a fountain.

“GYAaaaAAaaa!!--------------------”

The area was covered with the thick smell of blood, making it was stuffy.

With just a glance, one could understand that Alcedo was already dead.

He was a guy I wished to take revenge on, but in the end, he destroyed himself.

Snow and Chrisse, approached me while still being cautious.

“......This man, why did he die at the end, I wonder?”

“Just a hypothesis, the syringe―that drug, he probably overdosed.”

If you kept using an abnormal drug to increase your magic power, then it wasn’t strange for something to happen.

I walked to Alcedo and picked up the broken syringe.

Man in black.

Syringe.

Magic increasing drug.

Due to the many things that happened in a short amount of time, I wasn’t able to put my thoughts together.

Just, I sensed a chill, like there was a sinister shadow that gently brushed against my back.

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