I Got A Legendary Sniper Rifle - Chapter 341

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Episode 341
Ep. 341
Still, it wasn’t that they simply despised sparring with Ihyeon.
Rather, I knew that training with Ihyeon would be valuable experience for them as well.
“When the Master equips a bayonet, that’s not a regular item—it’s a skill, right? We have no idea what could happen if we get hit wrong.”
It was simply because fear of the unknown skill still lingered in their minds.
Even if the Makeshift Shooting Range guaranteed no harm, fear was still fear.
Ihyeon nodded reluctantly, accepting the situation.
“Then there’s no helping it.”
And so, the monster he summoned was—
KEEEEEEEEEE————!!!!
None other than Erkastrula, the demon of the plains he’d been grinding on the 94th Floor endlessly.
“You’re going to take this thing down with bayonet technique?”
Elsie turned to Ihyeon with an exasperated expression, as if to say he had to summon this particular creature of all things.
Of course, with the combination of Ihyeon and Elsie, they could smash it to pieces in an instant—Erkastrula had become almost pitiable by now.
But that was only because they’d discovered the optimal strategy against it.
Ihyeon, who normally conducted combat through sniping, was absolutely not the type to suddenly summon this creature just because he’d acquired a close-range skill.
Even though it was a fake monster summoned to the Makeshift Shooting Range, the roar and momentum it emitted were genuine.
A pressure that would make anyone with weak spirit instantly collapse to their knees was exerted from all directions.
Thud—
But Ihyeon didn’t hesitate for a moment, gripping his sniper rifle with both hands and standing before Erkastrula.
‘Bayonet equip.’
I activated the skill.
Whoosh—
White light gathered at the muzzle, and a smooth, simple short sword was equipped exactly as the skill’s name suggested.
Compared to S-rank items, or even B-rank items, it didn’t look particularly impressive.
It was simply heavy and sharp-edged, befitting the name “bayonet.”
But.
‘That’s more than enough.’
I was satisfied with it.
After all, what did flashy colors and decorations matter on a blade whose purpose was to cut and pierce?
For now, my goal was to test the bayonet’s raw power itself before anything else.
‘Snipe Point Transfer.’
I moved my body directly behind Erkastrula.
KEEEE——???
Erkastrula shrieked, but unable to locate the suddenly vanished Ihyeon, it showed signs of momentary confusion.
The effect of A-rank Snipe Point Transfer amplified the concealment effect the moment it was used.
Of course, since Erkastrula was a monster of considerable caliber, it quickly spun around to attack Ihyeon.
“Farewell.”
Squelch—!
By that time, I had already finished preparing my attack.
Normally, I would have pulled the trigger and ended it there, but this time I naturally drove the long sniper rifle straight into Erkastrula’s chest like a bayonet.
Even so, it was abnormally simple and quiet for an action against such a monster.
Usually, I had to unleash all manner of area attacks and flashy skills even against far weaker creatures.
“Y-you can actually defeat Erkastrula with just that?”
The Spirits watching were equally bewildered.
When Elsie defeated Erkastrula, she first severed its grotesque tentacles, tail, wings, limbs, and everything else to block its movements and attacks as much as possible.
Even if it was my attack, and even if it was proportional to my firepower stat, what was so significant about driving in a single small dagger like that?
In fact, compared to Erkastrula’s massive frame, my sniper rifle and bayonet combined looked like nothing more than a toothpick.
But.
————!!!
“???”
All such predictions were easily proven wrong.
Erkastrula, who had been about to devour me with its gaping maw and was about to swing its arms while shrieking, froze in place the moment the bayonet pierced its chest.
“…Did the Master stop time?”
“….”
“D-did it really stop?!”
“That can’t be right, Elsie.”
“Then tell me quickly what happened.”
As if time itself had stopped, Erkastrula remained motionless without even a twitch.
To be fair, it wasn’t entirely wrong.
Ssshhhhh——
Because Erkastrula’s time had simply ended there.
The next moment, Erkastrula began to dissolve into particles of light and disappear.
It was unlikely I had cancelled the summon, so the meaning was simple.
It was dead.
At least at this level, it meant my sniper rifle and bayonet weren’t significantly different in power.
“Hmm….”
Watching Erkastrula’s remains take quite a while to disappear given its massive size, I let out a small sigh.
“That’s right, good thinking, Master. I can teach you swordsmanship starting tomorrow, so….”
Elsie nodded her head at this, her expression satisfied.
“It’s probably not a skill I really need anyway, right?”
“This is war!”
Unable to contain her anger at my following words, she shot back with that.
I feigned a hurt expression and spoke.
“No, I just thought you all would hate it if I put myself in danger….”
“…Ahem! Hmm!”
“Your words are most wise, Master. We shall handle the defense, so please proceed as safely as possible.”
No matter how impressive my stats were.
Close combat with a sword was far more dangerous than using a gun, after all.
Naturally, the Spirits who prioritized my safety above all else wouldn’t wish for me to be in danger.
But what was this?
Declaring war against her Master simply because a skill was too overpowered?
“Elsie will have to go without for a week, it seems….”
“I-I-I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!!!”
Elsie, uncertain what I might forbid her, immediately grabbed onto my pant leg and pleaded desperately.
How could she lose the sweet comforts of modern civilization she’d only recently rediscovered over a single careless slip of the tongue?
“Alright, just do better from now on.”
“O-Of course! I’ll serve the 95th Floor with the utmost care….”
I chuckled as I watched Elsie, who now resembled a model taxi driver.
Though a month had passed since Elsie’s return, it was moments like these that truly completed the sense of everyday life.
And after confirming this new bayonet skill, I came to a decision.
‘I think it’s best to dispose of the demon dagger that way.’
* * *
A month since Elsie’s return.
While various changes had occurred during this time, the most significant one was, naturally—
“Goodness, ma’am, that’s not how you make a furrow.”
“Huh? Then how do you do it?”
“Look, like this—heave!”
Whoosh—!
‘…That’s just digging with raw stats.’
Yunjung, who held the position of Strategic Headquarters Director at Ilgyeok, visited my apartment almost daily to help with various tasks.
Well, she did probe for information about me, Jia, and Elsie here and there, but she hadn’t shown any suspicious signs so far.
In particular, her abilities as the legendary black agent Phoenix had earned high praise not just from Ilgyeok, but from the Foundation itself.
– Ah, hyung! Director Yunjung isn’t planning to return to the United States again, is she?
– Who knows? If she wants to go, she goes.
– Absolutely not! Absolutely not! Never ever! That’s not allowed!
Deokhuun had reached the point of making such desperate pleas every time he saw me.
If she worked for just one more year, he claimed, she could even dismantle Tapsanryeon from the inside.
When I heard such things, I became curious about what Yunjung was actually doing.
– Hmm, well? I’m just throwing light jabs, really.
Yunjung smiled wickedly and smoothly changed the subject.
According to what I heard, Ungdo had even raged about who exactly was Ilgyeok’s Strategic Headquarters Director.
Yet Yunjung still hadn’t been identified.
To think she could escape Ungdo’s information network in Korea.
That alone was enough to acknowledge her abilities.
In any case, at Ilgyeok she was the main figure flaunting her abilities and tormenting Ungdo.
But at my apartment, she felt more like a housemaid handling all the domestic chores.
And after Yunjung began frequenting my apartment, another person’s visiting frequency oddly increased as well.
“U-Um, ma’am, I can do this well too.”
“Huh? Suyeon, just stay still over there—”
Splurt—!
“Ah, goodness! The roots flew everywhere!”
“I-I’m sorry!”
It was Suyeon.
She’d rolled up her sleeves with the intention of helping out with various tasks, but the results were far from ideal.
Even though household chores and farming might seem simple on the surface, once you delve deeper, they become an endless realm of complexity.
Especially when something goes wrong despite being gentle—normally you’d just laugh it off as inexperience—but since Suyeon was such a formidable Hunter, if she accidentally applied too much strength, her mistakes tended to be quite substantial.
‘Well, it’s not like Suyeon’s ever done farming anywhere before.’
Ihyeon and the others didn’t take it too seriously.
In any case, the recent relationship between Suyeon and Yunjung was rather like that of a dog and a cat.
Suyeon would occasionally engage in subtle mind games with Yunjung, but Yunjung simply let such things pass without concern.
Rather.
– Wow, so you were using an A-rank bow, and Ilgyeok gave you an S-rank bow?
– Yes! Hehe, it’s called Baikhon’s composite bow. It was when those two A-rank Gates opened simultaneously in Seoul back then… It’s a secret!
– Fufu, I understand perfectly.
– It’s a secret, I’m telling you!
– …Wait, an S-rank bow?
– Yes…
– Just to be safe, I’m saying this, but even if Ilgyeok asks you to vouch for him or lend him money, absolutely… Well, with an S-rank, maybe that’s something you could do?
– ???
…This scene seemed less a testament to Yunjung’s exceptional ability and more to Suyeon’s carelessness, but it was certainly a peculiar relationship.
Yunjung could even break through Suyeon’s guard and extract rather useful information.
The problem was that the information obtained this way was invariably shocking enough to make one’s eyes bulge.
As Suyeon spent more time working alongside Ihyeon, she was becoming accustomed to his unique power inflation.
Meanwhile, Yunjung understood how the world worked far too well, which made her feel like she was witnessing something incomprehensible.
In any case, as such days repeated, Suyeon gradually stopped clashing with Yunjung as intensely as before.
Though she could still be prickly at times, lately the two of them had been getting along quite well.
‘Even enemies must learn from each other! If I’m going to be of any help…’
With such thoughts, Suyeon approached Yunjung with the determination of one enduring hardship, seeking to learn the tricks and techniques of various tasks.
Today was no exception, after Ihyeon had tested his bayonet skill.
“Um, Suyeon. That’s not how you tie the support stake.”
“Then how should I do it?”
“Look, like this—handle it gently, like you’re dealing with a baby. If you’re too rough, the plants suffer too.”
“Huh? But in that work I saw recently, ‘Regarding the Construction of a 999-Floor Smart Farm in Another World,’ it clearly said to tie it firmly…”
“??”
Whenever Suyeon did something, Yunjung would stand beside her, watching carefully and coaching her through each step with meticulous attention.
‘Doesn’t she have anything else to do?’
Despite appearances, both of them were legitimately ranked 2nd in South Korea and legendary black operatives.
Thinking about it, one had to wonder if these were the kinds of people who should even be gathered in a single household’s vegetable garden.
In any case, it worked out well since Ihyeon had business to attend to anyway.
“Yunjung, would you come over here for a moment?”
“A snack break?!”
“…No, that’s not it.”
“Oh, I see…”
When Ihyeon called for Yunjung, Suyeon’s face lit up with excitement, but her hopes were quickly dashed.
Whenever they worked on the farm, Yunjung would prepare various snacks for them to eat, and Suyeon had developed quite a taste for them.

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