Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System

A true Romanov

When the little girl had offered the ring as a gift, Ezra only thought of it as some ornamental trinket looted by the goblins during one of their raids. But his system recognized the rare relic in an instant.

Ezra smiled at the little girl and thanked her heartily for this invaluable gift. It was a much rarer item than the soul gem he had been looking for.

As Ezra carefully observed the ring under the dying rays of the evening sun, he noticed a snake’s forked tongue was intricately carved on its underside.

Ramel turned even more jealous at this sight. He had only obtained a handful of gold Sovereigns from the goblin dungeon he had raided. There were no rare relics or fabled artifacts inside any of the chests he had plundered.

“Congratulations, brother. You not only cleared the dungeon but also managed to get your hands on a rare relic,” Ramel spoke pretentiously, his lips barely moving as each word was interjected with short pauses.

“Yeah, that is truly a great find,” Robin agreed