I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 106

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Episode 106
Ep. 106
At first glance, the 61st Floor appeared peaceful, save for the countless reflections dancing across its mirrors.
Yet its notorious reputation as the worst floor was not without reason.
No matter how much the Management Bureau reinforced their Vigilante forces or how many personnel the guilds dispatched, how could they possibly comb through every labyrinth of the 60th Floor tier?
Such efforts yielded no efficiency whatsoever, and would only serve to obstruct Ilgyeok’s conquest—a foregone conclusion.
Thus, in the depths of the 61st Floor’s maze, beyond the reach of prying eyes,
“Hehehehe….”
“So Ilgyeok really came in here?”
“They say Ilgyeok is quite beautiful.”
Villains harboring malicious intent lurked in such places.
Three figures with gaunt frames and elongated, contemptible faces.
They were the vicious Villains known as the “Weasel Trio”—criminals who dwelled solely on the 61st Floor, preying upon passersby through robbery and, in severe cases, murder.
First: ID “Salkoei.”
Second: ID “Beolkkul Osoori.”
Third: ID “Baeksang-ari.”
Coincidentally, they shared the common trait of naming their IDs after animals they favored.
Naturally, orange skulls floated above their heads, but on the 60th Floor tier, such marks were either ignored or met with fear as people hastily vacated the area—a daily occurrence.
Had they ventured into the public zones now, the Vigilantes would have apprehended them, but the Weasel Trio had lingered here long enough to know better.
“How long have we been holed up in here anyway?”
“Kekeke, what’s the point of keeping time in a place like this? We just enjoy ourselves and move on.”
“If we’re being rough about it, I’d say around four days.”
The Weasel Trio laughed with contemptible glee, reveling in their situation.
They had not entered the Tower to conquer it.
They came solely to witness the suffering of others and savor it.
They possessed a cruelty that extended beyond herding mobs through cunning use of mirrors to conceal their positions and terrify their prey—they engaged in direct attacks as well.
In fact, this trio had originally formed their group after attempting to victimize one another, which said everything.
In a maze where others grew dizzy merely from prolonged exposure, these three had camped for days on end, their mental states descending into nothing short of chaos.
Upon hearing that Ilgyeok had entered the 61st Floor, they were overjoyed.
“If we catch Ilgyeok, we’ll become even more famous, won’t we?”
“Of course… I bet everyone will be too scared to even set foot on the 61st Floor after this.”
“Then we’ll have to move up to the 62nd Floor? Kyakakaka!”
Thus, the Weasel Trio waited for Ilgyeok’s arrival, trembling with half excitement and half exhilarating tension.
Having dwelt on the 61st Floor for so long, they now occupied the essential chokepoint through which one must pass to navigate the labyrinth—lying in wait.
It was also the very area where they most enjoyed committing their crimes.
No matter how formidable Ilgyeok might be, they were certain she could not escape this place alive—their home ground.
Unless, of course, she could somehow punch through the walls.
“Ahahaha, but that’s ridiculous!”
“Right?”
The Weasel Trio clutched their bellies, laughing at their own absurd imaginings.
Then, at that very moment.
Crash——!!
A thunderous sound erupted from somewhere near the entrance.
The Weasel Trio, who had been laughing and enjoying themselves just moments before, their eyes turned sinister in an instant.
“Alright, everyone knows what to do, right?”
“Let’s start with a light mob drive.”
“Ilgyeok probably hasn’t experienced anything like this before, huh? Keke….”
After nodding meaningfully, the first Weasel remained in place to observe the situation, while the others scattered in different directions, the Weasel Trio weaving their sinister scheme.
Meanwhile, Ihyeon, unaware of anything, moved toward the area where the Weasel Trio lay in wait….
“Sniff sniff, Master, there are some suspicious guys ahead?”
“Suspicious guys?”
But the situation was far different from what the Weasel Trio had anticipated.
“Three of them? How predictable. Guys like that usually target chokepoints where paths converge. They’re trash who attack once you pass through.”
“They’re not trying to see me?”
“They’re trying to see that armored fox, not you.”
Ihyeon shot Elsie a glance for so shamelessly winning with facts.
In any case, since there was a suspicious smell, I called out to Jia, who had been leading the way.
Even so, Elsie relayed the information she had gathered.
“The scent of monsters gathering is unusually strong.”
“A mob drive, then.”
Ihyeon nodded as if I roughly understood the situation.
I had wondered if we could pass through quietly, but it seemed that wouldn’t be possible.
Perhaps the notorious reputation of the worst floor never fades.
If they were coming at us like this, I had methods of my own.
「Ilgyeok: Don’t worry and advance slowly. I’ll handle it from here.
Jia: Understood.」
I had already experienced mob drives back on the 30th floor.
Back then, I was caught off guard—though I hadn’t felt much sense of danger—but this time was different.
Ihyeon grinned and activated a skill.
‘Perfect Dummy.’
The 60th floor ultimately came down to whoever conquered vision winning the battle.
As a sniper, Ihyeon was quite adept at seeing a wider range than others.
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「Weasel: Is everyone doing well?」
“This Weasel’s gotten excited too. Sending greetings we didn’t even ask for.”
Beolkkul Osoori, the second of the Weasel Trio, chuckled while reading the message.
Though they had worked together for several years now, I didn’t even know the real names of Weasel and Baeksang-ari, let alone where they lived.
Did that matter?
We just enjoyed ourselves and moved on.
I didn’t bother responding.
The Beolkkul Osoori’s characteristic ability was unexpectedly alchemy.
Typically, they crafted potions that benefited others or created debuff elixirs that reduced monster stats, but as a Villain, he concocted all manner of bizarre creations.
Among his inventions developed while active on the 30th Floor was the ‘Specter Enchantment Potion’.
A slight modification of the ‘Specter Repellent Potion’ commonly used by Hunters, it was a masterwork that allowed one to control ethereal-type monsters like Ghosts and Races for brief periods.
It was perfectly suited for herding mobs within the mirror maze.
The Baeksang-ari, who shared mob-herding duties with him, had also received his potion and was making full use of it.
Seven Races had already been gathered by selecting locations where monsters frequently appeared.
‘Krkrkr, what can Ilgyeok possibly do? Can he even capture dozens of Races simultaneously?’
From what I heard, Ilgyeok wielded flashy skills, but his nature was that of a Goblin Warrior.
He would naturally be weak against ethereal monsters, and even if he managed to catch them all, there was no problem.
‘As long as we stop S+, we’ll have no trouble becoming famous!’
That was when it happened.
Clang— Clang—
An unfamiliar sound reached the Beolkkul Osoori’s ears as he was gathering mobs.
The sound of metal striking against glass.
‘W-Wait, he’s already here?’
This was strange.
The Salkoei should have been guarding the passage—how could he have missed him?
The Beolkkul Osoori cautiously poked his head out to assess the situation.
Clang— Clang—
‘I-It’s definitely Ilgyeok!’
But the confirmation only grew stronger.
A warrior in black armor and helmet, wielding a silver spear.
「Beolkkul Osoori: You XXX! Ilgyeok came straight to me? What have you been doing this whole time?
Salkoei: What? No, that’s not it. Ilgyeok is here. He’s walking leisurely.」
‘XX! What on earth is going on…?’
The Beolkkul Osoori’s mind reeled, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Was Ilgyeok two people?
Or had he misread the situation?
The Beolkkul Osoori rubbed his eyes vigorously and poked his head out again to check the mirror.
Something had definitely changed.
Tap-tap-tap——!!
“W-What?!”
The Ilgyeok who had been walking slowly just moments ago was now sprinting directly toward him at full speed.
But something felt off.
Setting aside the fact that he seemed somewhat slower than the legendary Ilgyeok.
Thud—! Smack—!
“That XX, what’s wrong with him?”
Occasionally failing to notice the mirror directly ahead and crashing into the wall suggested something was amiss.
Yet Ilgyeok charged toward him regardless, undeterred.
Realizing that escape had come too late, the Beolkkul Osoori seized his staff and attack potion in each hand.
“Fine then, come at me!”
It would have been natural to suspect that not only had his scheme been exposed, but that something deeper was hidden beneath it.
Yet with his mind fractured and his entire being drenched in pleasure, this was the only choice he could make.
But.
Tap-tap-tap———!!!
“?????”
Ilgyeok didn’t spare the Beolkkul Osoori a single glance and simply rushed past him.
The Beolkkul Osoori, who had never anticipated such a turn of events, stood with his mouth agape, staring after Ilgyeok’s disappearing form.
His silhouette repeated in countless mirrors, appearing and vanishing in succession.
And soon after, a torrent of crude curses erupted from the Beolkkul Osoori’s mouth.
“Damn it! My Races!”
All the Races he had painstakingly gathered had chased after Ilgyeok without hesitation.
‘Ah, wait—no, they were meant to be thrown at Ilgyeok anyway, so it doesn’t matter? …Damn it, what in the world is happening here?’
The Beolkkul Osoori, who had never orchestrated a strategy of such sophistication before, scratched the back of his head frantically, utterly bewildered by the incomprehensible situation.
But before that confusion could even fade.
「Baeksang-ari: What? Ilgyeok just took all the ones I gathered!
Salkoei: …Weren’t you the one who got bewitched?」
“??????”
The Beolkkul Osoori could only sink deeper into confusion.
What on earth was happening?
‘Indeed, a perfect target. Performance confirmed.’
The Dummy fulfilled its role flawlessly, living up to the name “Perfect Target.”
It began dragging away all the monsters they had herded together.
The speed wasn’t particularly fast, and running while seeing through different eyes caused occasional light collisions here and there, making it precarious, but since I had no intention of fleeing far, this was sufficient.
Ihyeon positioned the Dummy in a reasonably spacious area.
Screeeee—— Shrieeeeee——!
The Races pursued the Dummy, emitting a chilling sound like something sharp scraping against glass.
Ihyeon, observing through the Dummy’s eyes, then.
‘Distorted sniper range.’
Boooooom———!!!
I initiated gunfire through every mirror within the Dummy’s line of sight.
Just once.
I pulled the trigger only once, yet the destructive force was devastating.
The Races that had been pursuing through the maze’s corridors, filling them completely, could not withstand the death pouring forth from the mirrors that had been their domain, and they vanished.
And the walls and mirrors that had been violently torn apart.
Of course, the Weasel Trio couldn’t witness this scene with their own eyes, hearing only the thunderous roar echoing through the corridor.
But Ihyeon could clearly sense it.
Had I perhaps reached some kind of irregular, unprecedented range?
‘Well, it’s something I’ve come to feel repeatedly—this isn’t a matter of just one or two days.’
I’ve just crushed the mob tactics of those who were targeting me.
Now it’s time to finish this.
‘Do they not know who I am?’
Choi Ihyeon, former sergeant of the South Korean Special Forces!
Of course, after the Tower appeared, the unit took on more of a rapid response character to prevent Gate phenomena, but originally it also doubled as a counter-terrorism unit.
That meant I understood the psychology and behavioral patterns of villains to a considerable degree.
…Though contrary to Ihyeon’s confident thoughts, the Weasel Trio had no idea he was actually from the Special Forces.
In any case, it was timely.
“They’re gathering in one place, master?”
“That just means they’re stupid.”
I even got to observe the movements of those fools, which saved me trouble.
United they live, scattered they die.
But what if they thoughtlessly bunch up and their opponent throws a bomb?
Just because monsters inside the Tower fought in pre-modern ways didn’t mean humans had to do the same.
Though what could you expect from villains who made their living harming others.

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