I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 113

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Episode 113
Ep. 113
Ihyeon had received some training in handgun marksmanship.
In fact, he carried one as a secondary weapon when heading out on operations.
Monsters could only be dealt with using Maesek Guns, but there was no telling what variables might arise in the field.
And though it was a sad reality, like the stories that circulated, it also served the purpose of offering a choice in moments of despair.
In any case, I set the background to a modest forest and summoned the most basic Green Troll.
No matter how basic the Troll was, there wasn’t a single Hunter who could ignore its defense.
If I could kill the Troll, then the handgun’s power would be proven as well.
Grrrrr——
It must have been about a hundred meters away.
The Troll, spawned quite far off, let out a vicious roar.
Though the target was large, the distance still seemed a bit far for handgun fire.
Soon the Troll spotted me and charged forward with a howl.
I gripped the handgun’s handle with both hands and waited calmly.
Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!
With each stride the Troll took, the ground seemed to tremble beneath its massive frame.
‘Come to think of it, I’ve never been this close to a Troll before.’
As that thought crossed my mind, I let out a small laugh without realizing it.
For other Hunters, this distance was merely routine.
Naturally, the two Spirits standing tensely behind me felt the same way.
When I thought about it, I had always been in that position.
In the rear, even when all the squad members charged forward bravely.
In the rear, even when the Spirits faced monsters at the front.
Of course, I did my best in that role.
‘Sometimes I want to move forward too.’
And perhaps that very desire was what drew me to the Tower.
Boom—! Boom—! Booooom——!!!
Even so, the Troll closed the distance between us with long strides.
Now, if it swung its arm, it would barely graze me.
Sure enough, it raised the club it was holding with all its might.
Though we were inside a makeshift shooting range, the tension was such that my head seemed about to be crushed at any moment.
Bang—!
I calmly pulled the trigger of the handgun aimed at the Troll.
This was a distance where accuracy was a given.
My eyes examined the Troll right before me.
A fairly large hole had appeared in the Troll’s chest.
The description said firepower would be significantly reduced, but was the reduction smaller than expected?
‘Or perhaps, even with the significant reduction, my firepower has grown strong enough to blow away a Troll in a single shot.’
The twenty points of firepower I had invested just before entering the 65th Floor.
Perhaps that very aspect supported firepower stronger than I initially thought.
And after firing it once, I got a rough feel for it.
‘If the firepower hadn’t been reduced, I wouldn’t even be able to use this thing?’
In pistol mode, the firepower reduction wasn’t a penalty but rather an unavoidable adjustment for the user’s sake.
Compared to the handguns I’d trained with in the Military, both the recoil and destructive power were on an entirely different level.
In the first place, this wasn’t output that should come from such a small Gun.
Ultimately, my assessment was nothing short of excellent.
I smiled and turned to look at the two Spirits behind me.
“Don’t you think this is quite usable? It looks pretty good for quick responses?”
But the Spirits’ expressions were worth seeing.
Both Jia and Elsie stood with their mouths agape, wearing stunned expressions.
“…What’s wrong?”
When I asked, Jia finally answered with a composed expression.
“It’s nothing, sir. It’s just… the power coming from such a palm-sized weapon doesn’t seem like it should be possible.”
“Well, it was originally a sniper rifle. Still, it has lost quite a bit of firepower compared to its original form.”
“Yes, it’s surprising, but considering your situation, Master, it seems absolutely necessary. Truly a wise choice on your part.”
Jia was fine with that explanation.
“It’s all over! We’re going to become unemployed!”
Elsie was clutching her head and letting out quite the wail.
I asked as if I’d heard every absurd thing there was to hear.
“What do you mean by that?”
“With something so small and powerful around, what good is a sword like me carrying a claymore? You won’t even take me out of your inventory, will you?”
“But you’re already in my inventory right now….”
When I pointed out the facts matter-of-factly, Elsie narrowed her eyes and glared at me.
Only then did I chuckle and ease Elsie’s worries.
“Just because I have a Gun doesn’t mean I’d abandon you all, so don’t worry.”
“Really?”
“Really. No matter how small the Gun becomes, you can’t find paths like Elsie does, or fire blade energy like you can.”
“Hehe, that’s true. As for me, I’m the Legendary Sword Elsie!”
‘You can’t fire blade energy. Instead, you fire mana bullets.’
It seemed like it had been quite a while since I’d heard that Legendary Sword talk.
In any case, my words were sincere.
It would be different if this were when I’d just started climbing the Tower.
Since the three of us had already spent quite a long time together, not bringing them along now would feel incredibly lonely.
Meanwhile, Jia was also quietly gauging my reaction.
“…I’ll keep bringing Jia along regardless of the Gun, so don’t worry.”
“I am always prepared to step back if I cannot be of help to you, Master.”
If only she could speak differently.
I left the makeshift shooting range with the Spirits, who were large in stature but childlike in nature.
‘Ah, Elsie isn’t even that big.’
Even after leaving the shooting range, I found myself quite pleased with the handgun.
Its sleek and polished appearance, combined with how naturally it fit in my palm.
As I turned the handgun over in my hands, examining it from different angles, Elsie asked from beside me.
“Master, if it’s that size, shouldn’t you be able to carry it around outside the Tower as well, not just inside?”
“Well, that’s….”
I started to nod but flinched in surprise.
“That would actually be more dangerous.”
“Huh?”
This spirit had no idea how dangerous guns were!
Maesek Guns were only permitted to be possessed by former soldiers who originally used them.
Of course, that didn’t mean one could openly carry them around in public spaces.
No one would be foolish enough to walk around with a large sniper rifle just to draw attention, and if caught doing so, the penalties would be just as severe as with ordinary firearms.
Even if one were to return it, since no one else could use it, the authorities simply had people purchase their own and keep them.
From that perspective, it would seem natural enough to switch to a handgun and carry it around without issue.
‘But handguns are completely illegal, unlike Maesek Guns!’
Who in Korea would be crazy enough to carry a gun like that?
Well, explaining all of this to spirits would take far too long, so it was better to keep it brief.
I spoke in a somewhat deflated voice.
“Either way, I can’t carry it around outside. Unless a Gate or an Instant Tower appears.”
“I see.”
Then, as I was about to switch the handgun back to sniper rifle form, I tilted my head in confusion.
“How do I change it back?”
Originally, when switching between modes on the sniper rifle, I used the selector lever, but now I noticed the handgun only had a simple safety and single-shot setting like a standard firearm.
“….”
Realizing the situation belatedly, I fell silent.
‘Could there be a bug preventing it from transforming back like before?’
Just thinking about it made cold sweat drip down my back.
I had said I liked the handgun, but not that much!
“What’s wrong, Master?”
“Is something the matter, sir?”
Both Elsie and Jia noticed my complexion suddenly deteriorating and asked.
I answered with a pale face.
“It seems I can’t transform the gun back to its original form….”
“What, what?!”
“Is that truly the case?”
“Yeah, there’s supposed to be this here, what you call a selector lever? I used it to switch back and forth—”
The spirits grew serious right along with me.
But then.
「Multiple pathways have been identified.
From now on, automatic conversion will occur according to the user’s will.」
Whoosh—
As if reading my very thoughts, the notification window appeared, and simultaneously my pistol was engulfed in a shimmer of light.
Click—
Then naturally, it reverted to its original sniper rifle mode.
“….”
Not only I, but Jia and Elsie as well wore expressions that had grown cold.
Especially.
‘It won’t change?’
The faces of the two spirits seemed to say!
Since these spirits would attempt anything for their master—even if I asked them to make soy sauce from beans—I could vividly sense just how great their disappointment must be.
However, it seemed my premature worry was unfounded.
“Ahahaha, our master always tells such good jokes, doesn’t he?”
“I genuinely thought the gun couldn’t revert to its original form. Master, you would have achieved great success as an actor.”
As if they hadn’t just turned serious, Elsie and Jia immediately created a warm atmosphere!
“…Ha, thanks.”
Like the composed sniper I was, I naturally brushed past this crisis as well.
But was it just my imagination that the two spirits’ reaction resembled the expressions of officers when a brigade commander visiting the base told a flat joke?
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「The 66th Floor clear record has been updated.
Location: Tower of South Korea
ID: One-Strike
Rank: S+」
「The 67th Floor clear record has been updated.
Location: Tower of South Korea
….」
「Item ‘Choi Ihyeon’s Sniper Gun’ has leveled up.
Check the status window.」
A cheerful progression of clears and level-ups.
As the sniper rifle, which had been cumbersome in the narrow maze, transformed compactly into a pistol, my clearing pace felt noticeably faster.
Fortunately, even with the pistol’s reduced firepower, there were no major issues in breaking through walls.
Perhaps it was thanks to the firepower stat I had invested in before eliminating the Twin Durahan.
‘Since I’ve been overwhelming all the villains who used to rush me every time I entered, I barely see any villains these days.’
The villains who used to charge at me frequently before the 65th floor—it had been quite some time since I’d seen their faces.
Of course, this wasn’t just because of me.
[ Title: Don’t you think the 60s floors have gotten cleaner lately?
Content: It’s supposed to be a floor where you have to be careful of villains more than monsters, but these days there really aren’t many villains?
└ Isn’t that all because of One-Strike?
└ In all my life, I never thought I’d hear the 60s floors have gotten cleaned up lol
└ Flutter~ Is this a One-Strike territory?
└ The 60s got cleaned up…? Maybe I should go back down and check? The 70s are pretty tough….
└ But Ilgyeok aside, the One-Strike Service Corps is seriously insane. Their recent form has been absolutely crazy lol ]
While Ihyeon cleared the 60s floors, the One-Strike Service Corps had suddenly risen to stardom, and their influence was no trivial matter.
As if they were villains themselves — which, truthfully, they were — they knew the inner thoughts of the villains inside and out, preemptively seizing the positions those criminals targeted and preventing crimes with incredible efficiency!
Moreover, because they were so polite and accommodating, and the more you saw them, the more endearing their faces became (?), all sorts of amusing incidents unfolded.
Ihyeon, who lived near the One-Strike Service Corps’ headquarters, witnessed them frequently enough to know them quite well.
“Oh? Are you perhaps from the One-Strike Service Corps?”
“Yes, that’s right. I’m Suncheol from the One-Strike Service Corps’ Public Relations Team!”
“Kyaaah! I’m a fan! Could you take a photo with me?”
“Hehehehe, come here!”
‘…They’re that popular?’
As someone who had played a significant role in founding the One-Strike Service Corps, I found their popularity utterly incomprehensible, yet they certainly seemed quite popular with young women.
When I checked a popular online community recently, they had obtained a decent office and posted recruitment notices for official members, which garnered heated responses.
While things seemed to be growing bigger and bigger, it still felt premature for Ilgyeok to speak directly, so I continued to observe from the sidelines.
Wasn’t it strange to suddenly tell someone doing good deeds, ‘Don’t use my name for things like this’?

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