Chapter 252

Chapter 252

I began a silent search of his body and he was unable to offer any resistance beyond sobbing because all of his joints had been ripped out.

If he was a designated violent criminal, he might have a useful item or two.

Then I remembered a joking conversation between Jin-woo and Se-ah the other day.

I've seen it in games before, that when you're trying to get information, you ask them directly, and they lie because they're thinking about something else.

Well? How do you get to the truth right away?

Uhsays you can beat them before you ask for information.

What? What do you do?

You beat him up, knock him unconscious. Then you ask them, and if they talk at all, you beat them again.

Is that right? That's from the game.

I thought so, but my uncles say everyone does it.'

Oh.'

It was a random memory, but I thought it was pretty convincing because I think I heard that somewhere too.

So, I hit him in the face with the gun.

Well, I guess he's still got some brains left, huh?

I hit him a couple more times.

Puck puck

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"First tell me why you're wanted."

"Nothing, I just did a couple of robberies, didn't kill many people!"

"You're an asshole."

The little bit of guilt I had left was completely gone, and my hands started to feel right.

Yeah, I guess you have to hit the bad guy to get the hang of it, huh?

-Puck, puck, puck, puck.

"Stop! Why are you hitting me? Why are you hitting me?"

"Just."

Puck, puck, puck.

Puck Puck

"Noah."

Puck-puck-puck-puck

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph."

Is that good enough?

After a couple more slaps, I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and asked him.

"So, where's the money from the robbery?"

He turned his head and looked at the bag hanging from his waist.

I snatch it from him and punch him again.

"I told you, I told you, why are you hitting me?"

"Because I know people like you. You only put your crap in places like this where it's easy to get at it, but you leave your really valuable stuff somewhere else."

"How could I"

Anyway, you're not out of the woods yet.

Finally, after a few more blows, something other than a scream came out of his mouth.

"A pocket! Poncho a pocket!"

"You're right."

True to his word, I moved my hand to the inner pocket and an item window popped up in front of me.

[You've found a new item!]

[Name: Gunslinger's Favor]

[Class: Artifact]

[Type: Amulet]

[Description: A feather amulet given to you by a gunslinger who saved an oppressed Native American tribe in the past. 3 times per day deflects up to 3 bullets directed at the wearer].

"Oh pretty good huh?"

But the item that came out of his pocket was something else.

[You found a new item!]

[Name: Silver Bullet]

[Rank: Rare]

[Type: Bullet]

[Description: a silver bullet blessed by the named cleric himself; it deals powerful damage to undead]

"How's that, a bullet blessed by a saintly cleric! Even the Bone Dragon would be finished with one shot from that, how's that? I'll give it to you, but please don't-"

"Was this bastard a weak hawk, and now he's trying to sell medicine?"

He places the pistol back in the holster and draws once again.

Clearly, the stance was very quick and accurate.

"The next thing is to hit the target with some sort of aimed shot This is a hunch, something you can only learn by shooting a lot. You'll get better at this as you go along."

It was a textbook kind of explanation, but I didn't know why.

"Can I try it?"

I felt like I could do it.

"Sure. Let's try it."

I adjust my position very slightly, simulating drawing my pistol from my holster.

"Master, are you sure you're going to do that? That doesn't look like a technique you can do in one go, does it?"

Latte, who has been watching Rick's technique idly beside me, asks with concern.

"Well, you never know, maybe I can do it in one go. You should give it a try."

"Oh, no way, I'm not doing it, I'm here just to watch you."

"Then just watch."

The distance to the target in front of me is about 20 meters.

I rub my palms on my pants to keep my hands from sweating, and slowly mimic Rick's stanceand then.

BANG!

In a flash, the pistol is drawn from the holster and the bullet hits the target.

"Is this what it feels like?"

"Holy shit! Master, you really did it in one shot?!"

"Huh, I can't believe you actually do this."

It wasn't right in the center, but it was definitely on target.

It was only one shot, but it was a success.

"I think I was still a little slow, but at least I hit the target."

"No, that's crazy on your first try. I'm going to have to take back what I just said, maybe you have a talent for quick draws."

"Absolutely! How the hell do you do that in one go? Like this? Like this?"

Latte mimics my movements, thinking she can do it in one go toobut.

Bang!

"Done."

Pulling it out quickly only makes it look more convincing but she failed to hit the target.

"HmphWhy can't it be like this?"

Bang! Bang!

But the bullet still doesn't hit.

"Ha, I guess I don't have the same talent as you."

Well, if talent is a trait, then I guess you could say I have it.

"Thats it for quick draws but Im sure you have other skills, right?"

I asked with a smirk, knowing his other skills, and Rick shook his head in disbelief and smirked.

"Yes. The skill that got me to where I am today is."

Bang!

"It's this."

He stretched out his arm as hard as he could and fired a shot forward.

But instead of hitting the steel target in front of him, the bullet hits the target on the saran wrap right next to it.

Latte's jaw drops at the sight, which seems to defy physics.

"No, no, you just shot straight ahead, why did it hit the one next to it?"

With that, she walks over to Rick and crouches down.

"Did you put some kind of imprint on the gun? Or on the bullet?"

"What do you mean, both the gun and the bullets are regular items from a gunsmith's shop, no engravings or anything magical. Oh, and the revolver is pretty good craftsmanship, of course."

"No, then how did the bullets fly sideways?"

"It's like this."

Saying that, he squeezed the trigger once again, pointing forward.

Bang! Bang!

This time, the left and right targets shook, proving that the bullet had hit.

"Wowmaster. Isn't this guy actually a mage? It would be hard for anything but a special artifact to interfere with bullets, right?"

I know that.

That's why I wanted to learn from this man.

"It's a trick that requires a bit of technique, but I'll teach you the theory, so why don't you give it a try?"

The art of bending a bullet has always thrilled any man.

"Good!"