Case 105: Sylvia Everwood – The apprentice war criminal.

Case 105: Sylvia Everwood – The apprentice war criminal.

Leaving behind my poor lovers, we're now at the 'field'.

A few months ago, when I asked dad if he could find me a vast space that could be used for large-scale weapons testing. It took him a while, but eventually, I got the good news.

And now, before us is a vast desert, completely devoid of any life. I can't even see a single cactus here.

''Where is this, dad?'' I ask.

I need to get a map from him later, cause he just teleported us here, and I have no idea where the hell this place is.

''Isn't this Vurgon's territory?'' Albert says.

''It is.'' Dad replies. ''An empty Vurgon desert 5km away from our border. Perfect for testing explosives. I got permission from Dwarf King already, don't worry.''

''I see.'' I flash a grin. ''So I can really do anything here?''

''...You're not doing anything excessive, right?'' Dad narrows his eyebrow. ''You said in the letter that you just wanted to test 'cute stuff'...''

''...Probably not.''

I mean, it's not like I have nukes or anything, yet, right? Just, wholesome war crime weapons. Simple and effective...!

''Go ahead then, I'll make a barrier.'' Dad draws his mana out from his rings and casts a simple dome-like barrier.

''Alright. I'll go from simple explosives first.''

I pull out my Desert Eagle with a magazine full of blue tip shells.

''I got quite frustrated the last time I couldn't use Gungnir on that zombie because its power was excessive, so I made another milder variation of it.''

''Wait, won't it be loud?'' Albert raises his hand.

Hm? Oh, wait, ear protection. It's been a while since I've actually shot a gun. Almost made everyone here, including me, deaf. Teehee!

''Ah, alright, wear these.''

After making sure that everyone is wearing protection, I begin to talk again.

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''Their explosive power is about 10% of Gungnirs.'' I insert the magazine and aim at the hill not far away.

BANG

BANG

BANG

''Same trigger mechanism.''

snap

Immediately, three big blue explosions erupt on the hill, blowing up sand everywhere.

''Wow~'' Marquess Seymour exclaims.

I know, impressive, right?

''These are certainly better for dealing with medium-large enemies.'' Dad nods contently.

''By the way.'' Albert suddenly speaks. ''I've never seen 'Gungnir' before, can you show me-''

''Absolutely not.'' Dad interrupts him. ''It's going to destroy the whole terrain here.''

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Yup. And I barely managed to make 10 Gungnir tips over the past three months, don't make me waste them.

''Phew...''

I could never get used to this.

''Is this high enough?'' Dad asks, maintaining the telekinesis for all four of us to fly.

''Yeah, thanks dad.''

This looks around 100 meters high, which is good enough.

''You may want to cover your ears with this. '' I say, aiming the gun downward.

bang

A bunch of blue pellets come right out of the barrel, scattering all over the area.

snap

BOOOOM

One snap later, 10 giant blue explosions erupt from the ground, accompanied by a deafening sound, even with the ear protection. I really should have made a sound barrier.

Woah... I can even see the visible shockwaves generated from them traveling into the distance, that's scary.

''One shell and half an army is goooone~'' I can't help but sing in awe of this wonderful work of art.

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Dad facepalms.

''She destroyed the terrain anyway.'' Albert says resignedly.

''Wow... My daughter-in-law is amazing!'' Marquess Seymour enthusiastically pats my back.

''Heheh, 10 pellets, each about 6% the power of Gungnir. Easier to make, and can cover a decently wide area.'' I proudly explain.

''One shell and an entire castle is gone, daughter. Please don't become a genocide criminal.''

Nah, nah, genocide is cringe, am I right?

''But this is certainly effective against monsters and demons.'' Marquess Seymour comments. ''Do you have anything else, Your Highness?''

''Aside from landmines, which are pretty straightforward that I don't think we need to test them, I also have incendiary weapons as well.''

''Why not just use fire magic if you want to light stuff up?'' Dad asks.

''Those can melt metal, dad.''

''Really?!''

''Yup.''

I pull out a relatively large shell, around the size of my thigh.

I somehow made fucking thermite shells with the help of some weird magic, hahahahahah...

''But these are really difficult to make, plus the artillery piece needed to fire them is nowhere near done yet, so we'll have to postpone the test.''

''That's fair enough. Get help from those researchers if you need it.'' Dad replies.

''Sure. And I think that's it.''

It's fortunate that I was able to request strange materials from the Emperor back in Xeno, he was strangely cooperative after that big incident for some reason. Was he influenced by the evil goddess before that as well?

Whatever, I suppose. The Church has already given the important people accessories that can somewhat counteract this kind of influence, so no worries. Probably.

''Hmm, shall we go back then?''

Yeah, it's almost dinner time already. I wonder if my lovers are alright...