I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 313
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Episode 313
Ep. 313
The Black Dragon and his retainers gasped in astonishment. If Jia had been pierced through, that would be one thing, but they never imagined the Dragon King’s seasonal technique could be blocked so effortlessly.
It wasn’t even a strained defense.
Without taking a single step backward, she simply stood her ground.
Without her expression changing in the slightest, she simply stood her ground.
“Well done.”
“It is thanks to the grace bestowed upon me by my Master.”
The vast stat distribution I had allocated this time empowered not only Ihyeon but granted Jia an equal measure of strength.
The Dragon Palace’s reaction to this incomprehensible result was succinct.
“Is that… not a rabbit?”
‘Now you notice?’
It seemed easier to believe Jia wasn’t a rabbit than to accept what was happening.
Though setting aside what had occurred from the beginning…
If I brought something that clearly wasn’t a rabbit and called it one, shouldn’t I maintain consistency and keep believing it was?
‘Well, it just means Jia’s abilities are that impressive.’
Ihyeon decided not to make a fuss about it.
“Was… was Miss Jia not a rabbit?”
I decided to ignore that man over there—a mere human wearing an expression identical to the Dragon Palace retainers.
When it came time for him to work, he’d perform adequately enough on his own.
‘…Surely that’s the case.’
In any case, Jia had fulfilled her role. Now it was my turn.
Click—
I immediately retrieved my sniper rifle from my inventory and shouldered it.
This was the opportunity—while they were stunned and doubting Jia’s defensive capabilities.
‘The mission objective is to rescue the rabbit from the fallen Dragon King.’
With my sniper rifle, I could kill even the Black Dragon, master of the ocean, with a single shot.
Click-clack— click—!
With the crisp sound of the bolt, a round was chambered into the rifle’s breech.
“What, what is this?!”
“You! Are you attempting treason right now?!”
“What are you trying to do?!”
Though the Dragon Palace retainers had never seen a gun before, they could easily discern that an unidentified elongated object being aimed at their sovereign was hardly a gesture of good intent.
But I didn’t give them the chance to intervene.
‘Don’t worry, I’m not trying to kill him.’
…Though honestly, I doubt that reassurance would help much, but surely it’s better than actually trying to kill him, right?
What I had chambered this time was a non-lethal round—a slime bullet.
‘The objective on the 3rd Floor is solely to rescue the rabbit. There’s no instruction anywhere to eliminate the Dragon King.’
Besides, the Turtle’s story continued to weigh on my mind.
The Dragon King had once been a virtuous ruler, but recently his temperament had grown savage, and he had begun capturing rabbits.
‘There’s no sign of the Earthweb, but if it’s something similar, it’s worth attempting.’
Moreover, Ihyeon’s eyes had just spotted a perfect vantage point for a sniper shot.
Was it confidence that no one in this Dragon Palace would dare attack him?
Or was it shock that his boldly launched attack toward Jia had been blocked so pathetically easily?
Directly beneath the Black Dragon’s neck, in a corner.
‘A reversed scale.’
There existed a deformed scale—its direction opposite to all others, and its size roughly half that of the rest.
That was likely the dragon’s reverse scale.
The legendary weak point of dragons, and the optimal location for any attack.
Fwoosh—!
As Ihyeon pulled the trigger, the slime round shot forth from the sniper rifle’s muzzle with a somewhat dull sound.
The dull sound belied no weakness in its power.
SCREEEEEEEECH———!!!
No matter how one heard it.
Even to aquatic creatures, it was an utterly unpleasant sound that erupted from the Black Dragon.
Ihyeon’s slime round had struck the Black Dragon’s reverse scale perfectly.
It was a fatal shot delivered without any chance to resist.
Had it been a normal mana round instead of a slime round, the Dragon Palace would have been finished that very day.
But the Black Dragon’s reaction to having its reverse scale struck so violently was—
Rustle, rustle, rustle———
“?!”
Far more violent than Ihyeon had anticipated.
Every scale across the Black Dragon’s body bristled and roiled, centered on the reverse scale.
The scales stood erect then subsided repeatedly in a rough and rapid succession—there was no other way to describe it.
Zzzzzzzzz——
Ironically, as the scales roiled, they produced a beautiful sound like a celestial instrument being played.
“Oh! Your Majesty the Black Dragon! Are you alright?!”
The Retainers prostrated themselves, at a loss for what to do.
Ihyeon, who had been carefully observing the Black Dragon’s condition, soon confirmed his hypothesis was correct.
‘It worked perfectly.’
The scales collided with one another, creating a bizarre phenomenon.
The blackened ones shattered away, revealing their original white color beneath.
“AAAAAAAAA———!!!!”
Simultaneously, the Black Dragon rolled about on the throne, crying out in pain.
From that display, it was clear he had been too shocked to even scream until now.
“Rest assured, Your Majesty. There is no danger to your life….”
Ihyeon tried to make his intentions clear to avoid any misunderstanding.
After all, he had just restored his sovereign to his senses—shouldn’t he be thanked instead?
“AAAAAAAAA———!!! I’m dying!! I’m dying———!!!”
“Your Majesty! Your Majesty!”
“There shouldn’t be.”
Would he die?
Ihyeon momentarily doubted the system window.
The dragon was screaming so pitifully, not living up to his massive size, that I genuinely wondered if he might actually perish.
After all, shock death was a legitimate cause of death according to the records.
“Traitors! Kill every last one of the traitors!”
“Slaughter those who came from the surface!”
Just as I had feared, the moment something went wrong with the Black Dragon, not only Ihyeon, Jia, and Hanryeol, but even those attempting to assault the iron cage imprisoning the rabbits began to emerge.
However.
Boom—!
“U-ugh….”
“Even His Majesty’s Absolute Frozen Dragon Robe didn’t work….”
Those rushing toward Ihyeon didn’t dare approach when Jia stepped forward with her shield raised in a threatening manner.
Whoosh——!
“Even if you are retainers of the Dragon King His Majesty, do not underestimate the assassins of the dragon.”
Those who had rushed toward the iron cage fell short of their goal when Hanryeol moved mysteriously from place to place, striking them unconscious with the flat of his blade.
It seemed Hanryeol had come to understand my style by now, deliberately choosing to knock them out rather than cut them down.
As always, he was scatterbrained in everyday matters, but when it came to strategy, Hanryeol selected only the optimal approach—truly characteristic of him.
And as always, there were no errors in the system.
If the system said it was a non-lethal strike, they would absolutely not die.
The system would keep them alive by force if necessary.
“Uuuuuuuuu——!!!”
The Black Dragon’s screams gradually subsided as time passed.
Actually, it felt awkward to even call him the Black Dragon anymore.
The White Dragon—scales now turned pale white.
The eyes that had burned red were now restored to a golden hue.
As the Dragon King ceased his screams and breathed heavily, one of the ministers beside him cautiously approached and asked.
“Your Majesty, is there any injury to your person?”
Rustle—
Then, by chance, the minister’s robe hem touched the Dragon King’s scales.
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!”
As if that alone caused excruciating pain, the Dragon King screamed with all his might, squeezing out every last ounce of strength.
Another minister standing below shouted at the guards.
“What are you doing! Take him away and punish him severely!”
“Yes, sir!”
“What? Ah, no! Wait! I didn’t do anything——!”
The minister who had foolishly approached the Dragon King to inquire about his condition found himself dragged away—or more precisely, his fins—by the guards.
‘If they’re dragging someone away, shouldn’t they be dragging me away?’
I found it slightly odd, but I believed the ministers understood in their hearts what I had done.
As the saying goes, heart speaks to heart!
In any case, after that Minister was dragged away, the Dragon King’s condition began to improve rapidly.
“Phew, so that treacherous bastard was the problem after all.”
“Who else would it be.”
Ihyeon decided to remain quiet for the time being.
His breathing gradually stabilized, and soon he lifted the head that had been hanging limply, speaking thus.
“At last… my mind feels clear, as though I were finally escaping from a fog that had trapped me.”
“Ohhh!”
“White Dragon, Your Majesty!”
“Dragon King, Your Majesty!”
His voice was completely different from before.
Though lacking in strength, it carried a soft timbre that hinted at profound wisdom and benevolence.
The very dignity of a king who ruled the ocean emanated from him.
The Dragon King, surveying his surroundings, asked.
“Where has the Left Sea Minister gone…?”
“Ah, as he dared to lay disrespectful hands upon Your Majesty, I cast him out long ago.”
“The Left Sea Minister? He is not one to do such a thing.”
It seemed the Left Sea Minister was the one who had been dragged away for the crime of brushing against the Dragon King’s robes.
The Dragon King nodded once, then fully rose and slowly flew toward where Ihyeon and Jia stood.
“Strange visitor from the distant lands above. Even when my mind was not whole, I could keenly sense your exceptional medical prowess.”
“Exceptional?”
“Medical prowess?”
The Retainers, who had witnessed everything Ihyeon did to the Dragon King, found this puzzling, but they did not object to being called exceptional.
“I am grateful that it proved sufficient.”
Ihyeon bowed respectfully before the Dragon King.
“Some time ago, I journeyed to the land on business and discovered a strange black stone. When I touched it, my memory became hazy and I felt as though I were no longer myself. By what method did you heal me?”
I shot you with a gun.
…Ihyeon could not bring himself to answer so honestly.
Had he done so, he would have had nothing to say even if dragged away like that Left Sea Minister or whoever.
Of course, he would not have gone quietly, but still.
Instead, Ihyeon drew out his gun and spoke.
“I accomplish many things through this staff.”
Flinch——!!!
Yet upon seeing Ihyeon’s gun, the Dragon King recoiled in great fear for some reason.
Though his memory was hazy, that pain he had felt for the first time was etched deeply into his very instincts.
‘I’m, I’m a bit sorry about that….’
Knowing that he had inflicted such trauma upon the Dragon King, now restored to his righteous nature, Ihyeon felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.
And besides, it seemed that even if he had fired the healing gun instead of the slime rounds, it would have produced a similar effect!
Though he had fired slime rounds because of the egregious act of attacking Jia, even as part of the strategy, Ihyeon’s healing gun possessed such formidable power that even the earth spiders of the 90th Floor would retreat from it.
In any case, it was fortunate that the Dragon King did not remember the details.
Once he left the Tower, he would not see him again anyway.
The Dragon King spoke again, his expression suggesting he couldn’t fathom why he’d been seized by such fear.
“Ahem. I displayed an unseemly demeanor. In any case, I express my deepest gratitude on behalf of the Dragon Palace and the Ocean.”
“You honor us.”
“And Armored Rabbit… I have truly committed a grave offense. I beseech you to forgive me.”
“Please, think nothing of it.”
The Dragon King bowed directly to Jia as well, offering his apology.
Though it was only natural that he apologize, the sight of the Ocean’s sovereign lowering his head was significant enough that Jia didn’t make a great fuss and let the matter pass.
Besides, she wasn’t the type to quibble over matters already concluded.
The Dragon King made a pleased sound and returned to his throne.
Now that all matters seemed settled, it was time to bring this to a close.
Ihyeon stepped forward and spoke.
Thud—!
“Mmm….”
Of course, to strengthen his authority to speak, he kept his sniper rifle planted against the ground like a staff.
Ihyeon, who ordinarily treasured his gun as dearly as his own body, rarely did such a thing, but this occasion warranted a special exception.
The effect was tremendous.
“Your Majesty, I ask that you now release the rabbits from the surface world, and permit us to withdraw as well.”
Ihyeon’s steady voice resonated through the hall with no less authority than the Dragon King’s own.
In truth, now that the Dragon King had regained his senses, there was no need to keep the rabbits detained.
The Dragon King raised his voice loudly and proclaimed:
“Of course! From this moment forth, I shall settle all my shameful transgressions. Byeoljubu, you are to treat our surface visitors with the utmost hospitality. Furthermore, I hereby bestow upon this one the title of Sage of the Ocean, and appoint the Armored Rabbit as his guardian!”
“Hurraaaaah!!!”
“Long live the Dragon King!”
As the Dragon King finally regained his true self, his retainers wept with joy as though a festival had erupted.
Of course, not all present could fully embrace the jubilation.
Likely the scheming sycophants who had gathered during the Dragon King’s time as the Black Dragon.
Given the Dragon King’s nature, they would soon receive their due punishment and be cast out.
“Long live the Dragon King! Sob, sob!”
As expected, Hanryeol was right beside the Dragon King, prostrate on the ground, weeping with joy like the other ministers.
‘Should I leave him behind?’
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