After sunrise, I had breakfast (jerky, dried biscuit, and some pickled vegetables from Mike and Jenai) and got back to work. I test fired Severance Pay for the better part of the morning to get used to the rifle and the sighting. The armor-piercing aspect of the rifle definitely shined through. This thing sliced through Sequoia trees like a hot knife through butter. In addition, the noise suppression worked as well. The discharge was still way too loud to use in the city (remember, unlike the M1911A1, Garands fire supersonic rounds), but in the forest, it should attract way less attention. I did run into a problem- the 7th round jam. For some reason, the 7th round of the clip would jam. After remembering that a similar problem plagued the early iterations of the Garand, I inspected the guide rail and realized that I made a similar mistake- the nub on the guide rail was missing.Well, I never said I was a perfect craftsman. Guess it’s time to go back to the forge-smith.That mistake t
A/N: I'd like to introduce a new type of chapter- the 0.5 chapters! These type of chapters were added into my 2nd (and later) draft to slow down the pacing and really develop the non-MC characters. For this chapter, we shall switch the perspective to Natalia! In-universe speaking, since this book was "written and compiled" by Rummy's future harem, it makes too much sense that some of them would add their own chapters.***“My Lady, you can’t possibly believe in this scoundrel, can you?” Skera impulsively exclaimed the moment Adept Rummy left the safehouse. “I certainly believe in his talent. The rest, we shall see.” I calmly responded to her. Good men were hard to come by in these times, talented men even less so. A peasant boy somehow managed to forge a revolutionary weapon capable of ending the Era of Knights. On top of that, he was crafty and decisive enough to instigate a turf war just to obtain the required materials. If he could join our cause, he’d be an extremely valuable a
A/N:Gonna try out a Monday/Friday regular schedule and see if I can keep up with the planned pace.Spoiler-free map of the Wilds [https://imgur.com/ptX1v4t]***Natalia and her companions seemed to be in some sort of hurry, because I was immediately contacted the day after. Cornelius slipped a piece of paper with instructions on how to sneak into a Galahad Trading Company warehouse in the break of dawn tomorrow and stow away on one of its trade caravan wagons. And that was it. I guess I’d know the rest of the plan when she deemed it necessary. That was perfectly fine with me. If she were thinking of doing something shady, at least she was careful enough to keep it discreet. Besides, she had no reason to trust me with more information than I needed to operate with. After spending most of the day gearing up and getting my R&R, I was ready to roll out. At the break of dawn, I snuck into the warehouse, hid in the designated crate for 30 bloody minutes and waited for the crate to be mov
I dropped my bow and arrow on the ground and discarded my cloak, revealing Aurelia and Severance Pay. Sigh... what bad fucking luck that these Witches just had to show up on the verge of my biggest score. I had no clue why the hell they were back in the Wild, but either way, they had to die. Emma was visibly disturbed. She knew I wouldn’t show off my secret weapons unless it was urgent (or if I was trying to kill them). “What’s going on, Rummy?” she asked with a slight quiver in her angelic voice. I also noticed that she was subtly reaching for her mana crystals. I stoically replied, “Witches.” as I adjusted the sighting on Severance Pay to 200 meters and released the safety. A look of panic flashed on my clients. I presumed that whatever shady stuff they’re planning, Witches weren’t part of the plan. While they looked at each other nervously, I used > again. It appeared that the Witches were resting in the same area Aurelia died all those years ago. For some reason, all
The ladies looked tense at my declaration. Emma in particular looked distressed. Between this and her assistance at the last fight, it was clear that she felt something for me. I wasn’t some dense MC dumbed down by plot considerations. For my part, I certainly was attracted to Emma and her striking personality. I really saw her as waifu material. So for my harem’s sake, I really hoped this negotiation didn’t end in bloodshed. “Lady Natalia, what is your goal? Why are you here in the Wilds? And please don’t insult my intelligence by saying you’re prospecting for crystals.” Natalia showed a pensive expression. She was considering how forthcoming she had to be for this negotiation to work. “I want to create a sanctuary where women wouldn’t have to silently cry at night. Fortunately, I’ve had some success thanks to the Galahad Trading Company. But that will not last. I will get matched eventually, and my matched husband would almost certainly take everything from me and toss out my depen
We arrived at the Narrows a little later than scheduled. The sun was now setting, and the goblins were out in force, cackling and screeching into the night. In order to protect us from those nocturnal little fuckers, I had Sapphire use > to shape the terrain. Now we’ve got a 3 meter tall earthen wall completely surrounding the camp with a single narrow ramp connecting the top of the wall to the camp.Since we were trying to avoid attracting attention, no fire was lit. We quietly ate our rations while watching the sunset from on top of the walls. Watching the sunset over the Acheron River was quite an experience. At first, the sky looked like it was on fire. Then the blazing red sky gave way to the encroaching darkness slowly but surely. Eventually, the sun disappeared under the river, as if the mighty river swallowed it whole. This river, about 1-2 klicks wide at the Narrows, was the western boundary of human civilization on this entire continent. It flowed fiercely and proudly
A/N: Finally, the POV of the leading lady of the series. Enjoy!***Today was the 3rd day I woke up as a matched woman. Wow….I was surprised at how excited I still was about this. After all, the man I would be spending the rest of my life with was a complete stranger to me mere days ago. Instead of feeling nervous about this whole affair, I felt free- as if a world of possibilities suddenly opened up to me. It was love at first shot- my heart skipped a few beats when I saw him executing that shitty rapist in cold blood. No courtesy, no apology, no mercy- that was how a real man should deal with such filth. The fact that he looted his corpse like he was some mana-beast in the Wilds was a very nice touch. I would’ve loved it had he torched the corpse for good measure, but nobody’s perfect.When I first learned magecraft, the first thing I wanted to do with > was to burn all the disgusting criminals hiding behind their noble titles, dicks first. Let the fires of justice
Before I could blink, spring had arrived. The 3 months since my trip to the Narrows have been busy, to say the least. And the ever-growing to-do list showed no sign of slowing down. Between upgrading my gear, designing armored carts, managing my forge-smithy, training new apprentices, raising a wolf mana-beast puppy on the down low, hunting for mana crystals, and inventing a knockoff of the MG-42, I hardly have any time left to sleep. Natalia had 239 employees of the Galahad Trading Company. However, only a few dozen of them were able-bodied men. At this point, it was more accurate to call the Company a battered women’s shelter slash temporary orphanage than an actual company. After the company meeting, only 184 of the employees had expressed interest in “moving out of the city” with Natalia. The rest of them (mostly men) wanted to strike out elsewhere in Carnwennan, perhaps thinking that this city was the best they could ever realistically hope for. I suspected that once she told the