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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Royal Ball
Ezra’s heartbeat quickened as he recalled his last meeting with the enchantress. Glenn had helped him get away that time, but the Blood Mage wasn’t here anymore, and he could not afford to create another scene, especially among the nobles.Dressed in a ravishing red ball gown adorned with peacock feathers, Esmeralda continued staring at Ezra from across the room. Even though she was wearing a violet masquerade mask, her sharp facial features were unmistakable. “She’s here,” Ezra whispered to Tanya without taking his eyes off the enchantress.“Who’s here?” Tanya questioned, looking around casually.“Esmeralda Blaine.”Hearing that name, Tanya became alert, and her eyes darted in the direction of Ezra’s gaze. But she only caught a glimpse of a ball gown as the attendants passed by, blocking her line of sight.When the tray bearers finally cleared away, Esmeralda was nowhere to be seen. It was as if she had disappeared into thin air.“Are you sure you saw her?” Tanya asked as she continu
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Royal Ball (2)
Fluorescent butterflies fluttered into the grand hall as the Chief Court Mage snapped his fingers and infused the air with magic. A thin layer of ice coated the floor, and icicles shaped like clusters of wildflowers sprouted from the ceiling.“We haven’t had a proper winter in decades, so this is my little gift to you, my dear ones,” the king proclaimed as Servius continued with his spell, gradually transforming the grand hall into a frozen world.Some of the guests marveled at the icy white flowers while others held on to their partners to avoid slipping on the frozen floor.When they had been invited to the ball, none of them were expecting to enjoy a snowy winter evening inside the palace. But what was most surprising was how Servius managed to keep the temperature from dropping too much, creating a pleasant indoor weather perfectly conducive for a night of revelry and merrymaking.King Reginald raised his arms above his head and clapped. His cue was immediately honored by the atten
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A political alliance
Tanya and Ezra slipped past the guests and attendants to quietly make their way outside. The garden overlooking the eastern façade of the palace was where Marquis Sullivan and his supporters had gathered along with a handful of loyal butlers and personal guards.A white marble table shaped like a three-leafed clover had been set in a secluded part of the garden under the shade of a cherry blossom tree, and six chairs had been arranged around it for the Marquis and his confidants.Marquis Sullivan and Viscount Forell were joined by the wealthiest businessman in the city: the wine merchant, Griffith Herington, and the king’s former general: the old knight Sir Samson Deville.The two vacant chairs were swiftly occupied by two of the king’s distant cousins, a red-haired young man of mixed descent and a dark-skinned middle-aged man from the port city of Cekunia.“It was terribly suffocating in there. Thank God he decided to take a break,” the dark-skinned man muttered as he loosened his sti
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A game of power
Tanya’s suggestion wiped the smile off their faces and even the king’s cousins looked away in discomfort. Although they were unhappy with King Reginald’s laxity and indolence, they would never imagine supplanting him with the help of his own daughter.While the others were too nervous to speak, Marquis Sullivan decided to break the silence.“What you are suggesting is nothing short of high treason. Conspiring against the crown to overthrow the reigning king is a crime punishable by death,” he said.Tanya stepped closer to the table and looked him in the eye. “I think I need to remind you that as a Marquis your duty is not only to remain loyal to the crown but to protect and safeguard the interests of its subjects as well. And sometimes, the courtiers need to protect the king from himself.”“And do you think the loyalists will agree with your methods?”“I do not care about pleasing the loyalists. My allegiance lies to the people of Valaria and Goddess Ishani is my shield. She will show
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A bullet for the king
Panic and mayhem spread across the grand hall as the royal guards rushed to secure the exits accompanied by spotted gray hounds and black wolves.The women shrieked and held on to their partners while the men turned to look at the Court Mage. “What is the meaning of this?” Lamier questioned in a bitter voice. “Why are we being treated like criminals? For God’s sake, there are women here! Keep your dogs away from us!”His friend, the young Lord Rasher Desmond, soon joined in. “Lord Lamier is right. We are guests here, and such behavior is disrespectful.”“Simmer down, son. His Majesty’s safety is at stake here, and we do not know if the shooter is still out there or not,” Marquis Desmond said, putting his arm on his son’s shoulder. He then turned to look at Servius. “Where is His Majesty now? Is he alright?”“His Majesty is hale and hearty, but he has been shaken up by the attack. Fortunately, the shooter’s bullet shattered his window and struck the vase near this bed,” Servius replie
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Shifting alliances and fractured loyalties
The atmosphere in the grand hall remained tense as the nobles whispered among themselves, trying to come up with different theories regarding the identity of the shooter.Although Marquis Desmond’s and Marquis Sullivan’s families were close, the two had never seen eye-to-eye on matters of the court, especially those involving military policies and issues of national security.Since they were two of the most powerful nobles at the court and represented two reputed houses, they tried their best not to air their conflicting opinions in public, but by now, their supporters and close allies had already figured out they had contrasting ideologies.The undead invasion had dealt the final blow to their relations as they were unable to reach an agreement on the matter. This led to Marquis Desmond joining the loyalist camp while Marquis Sullivan strengthened his ties with the opposing faction, the ones who were against the king’s policies.The mistrust breeding for many weeks now was gradually r
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Two Rival Gangs
When Tanya and Ezra returned from the palace, Count Gressil was already waiting for them in the living room of the mansion. News of the king being attacked had already reached the Count, and he was eagerly waiting for more information.After changing into casual clothes, Ezra and Tanya narrated all that had happened at the ball, including their discussion with the rebel faction headed by Marquis Sullivan and their little rendezvous with Esmeralda."There are many gangs in the city that would like to see the king dead or replaced. But it takes guts to send an assassin after him,” Count Gressil remarked, stroking his beard. “I would wager it could be the work of the Bleeding Roses or the Black Nightshades.”Ezra had heard about the Black Nightshades, but the mention of this new gang called ‘Bleeding Roses’ piqued his curiosity. Tanya looked equally clueless about it all. “You mean to say there are multiple gangs operating within Magaravia? How is that possible?”“You will be surprised t
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Expedition to the ruined city
Slowly but surely, the hours had ticked by one after another, and the day Ezra had been waiting for had finally arrived. He was tired of dabbling in politics and hiding in the shadows within the walls of this indolent city. And now that Tanya had entrusted him with such a great responsibility, he was ready to prove himself once again.Not even the bravest adventurer or the proudest Gunner would dare to set foot inside the ruined city since it was riddled with deadly traps and rumored to be haunted by evil spirits. But Ezra had grown so accustomed to looking death in the eye that he did not care about what lay within the crumbling walls of the ancient settlement.In Ezra’s mind, this was just going to be another treasure hunt, and if successful he would be able to return with lost items which could turn the tide of any battle and re-write the course of history.Only a few hours separated Ezra from his first solo expedition outside the walls of Magaravia. The last time he had left the c
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It begins with blood
Ignar had stood tall like an impenetrable fortress, resisting all sieges for centuries. The walled city perched atop the ravenous cliff overlooking the Great Green Sea was a testament to Valaria’s intricate architecture and immense military craftsmanship.Count Gressil had controlled this indomitable city for fifty years, fortifying its defenses and recruiting the best knights and cannoneers to turn this into an infallible stronghold. However, Lorelai’s blood magic had brought the city to its knees in one fell swoop.Despite her unconventional methods, she had succeeded far beyond Malodor’s wildest expectations, and now this great city once known for its values of chivalry and justice was wallowing in darkness, its walls and towers stained with the blood of the innocent.Inside the grand hall of Bloodflame Castle, Lorelai was seated on a bed of blood orchids, surrounded by nine pregnant women bound in dark vines.A clay pot in the middle of the room was gradually filling with blood as
Under the Dark Maw
While Ezra was dealing with Malodor and liberating Cekunia, Aurelia and the others were marching on Ignar. Led by Sir Galahar and his Royal Gunners, the Imperial army had finally arrived at Racinta.The ruined city looked inhospitable, much like the rest of the barren lands around it, but it was much safer to be camping inside Racinta, than resting in the open while the undead were howling in the dark.The dome of holy light shielding the ruined village kept the shadows at bay and allowed the soldiers to finally catch their breaths. They had been marching for two hours now, and even the horses looked tired.But Aurelia knew they had to get moving as soon as possible, or Lorelai could use her blood magic to wreak havoc on them.As the soldiers secured the village and gathered in the middle, Count Gressil lit a bonfire and ordered the men to drink up and recheck their gear.Meanwhile, Sir Galahar instructed two of his most trusted Royal Guards to scout the way ahead and scope out Ignar
Dead men tell no lies
Ezra’s medallion emitted a faint green light, and a cloud of darkness gushed out of its core, taking the shape of a humanoid entity. The Tainted Djinn emerged from the shadows, holding a mystic lantern dangling from rusty iron shackles.“How may I serve you, master?” It asked, bowing its hooded head in submission.Ezra pointed at Malodor’s corpse and replied, “I need to talk to him. Reckon you can arrange a meeting?”“Of course, master. Your wish is my command,” the Djinn replied before moving across the room like a shadow and hovering over Malodor’s lifeless body. It uttered an archaic incantation in its raspy voice and lowered the mystic lantern, allowing its pale green light to illuminate the necromancer’s pale white face.Using its Dark Rite ability, the Tainted Djinn summoned Malodor’s soul before Ezra, binding it to the mystic lantern for a few fleeting seconds.A ghastly gray apparition materialized in front of Ezra, and the air turned cold and arid.“Welcome back, Malodor. I
Malodor's Fall
A Gunner with a sword was a rare sight, but Lord Sebastian had trained Ezra to use short swords and sabers at an early age. He wasn’t the best when it came to melee weapons, but the situation left him with little choice.“Please guide my hand, Goddess,” Ezra uttered a faint prayer to the Goddess of knowledge before reaching out for the flaming longsword.As Ezra grabbed its handle and wrapped his fingers around the hilt, the flames rose higher, and the runes carved on its surface pulsed with divine energy.This wasn’t just any enchanted sword, it was one of the five divine weapons wielded by the immortal deities. And right now, this blade had chosen Ezra as its new owner.[Yolen’s Blade equipped successfully!][Magic Power consumed: 5000%!]Just equipping the sword drained Ezra’s magic power by half, but that wasn’t all. Each second he held onto the blade it continued draining a portion of his magic power, draining his energy at an alarming rate.Ezra took a deep breath and grabbed th
An ever-evolving enemy
The Undead Hydra’s incredible regenerative ability amplified Ezra’s problems, leaving him in a precarious situation. In the sky above, the Crimson Maw was rapidly taking shape, forming itself into a demonic head, and Malodor was still far out of his reach.Realizing that he needed to deal with the hydra as quickly as possible, Ezra reloaded his enchanted minigun with Flame Burst Bullets and fired again, concentrating on the monster’s bloated belly.A blistering volley of fiery explosions lit up the hydra as the flaming rounds seared its dark hide, but the projectiles did not manage to punch through its toughened scales.Ezra rotated the weapon, targeting the softer spots on the hydra’s chest. This time, he succeeded in burning a patch of rotten flesh and leaving a deep scar on the monster’s body. But despite being peppered with a thousand rounds, the hydra refused to go down. Its skin molted, regrowing a new patch of flesh covered with a hardened layer of scales.“What the hell is th
Blinding Haze
Staring death in the eye had become a habitual hazard for Ezra by now, but his legs froze as he saw the Undead Hydra’s serpentine head inching toward him. “Not tonight!” Ezra tossed a Shock Grenade at the hydra and jumped back.The blast zapped the oversized head, forcing the hydra to pull its snaking neck back into the green mist and disappear once again.Although the Basilisk’s Toxic Cocoon was shielding Ezra from the hydra’s poisonous breath, he could feel his eyes burning from the smoky haze. It was as if someone had sprayed pepper on his face, and each time he squeezed his eyelids, tears trickled down his face, stinging his skin like needles.Dizzy and disoriented, Ezra looked around frantically, scanning his surroundings for any hint of movement. But everything seemed as still as death, and the hissing noises had ceased as well.“Where the hell are you hiding? Show yourself!” Suddenly, a hydra head appeared from the left and sprayed Ezra with dark fumes. He started coughing fi
Hydra's Breath
Ezra was so focused on stopping Malodor’s demonic spell that he had forgotten all about the hydra. But now that the monster had emerged from its dark lair, there was no way forward without slaying it first.“I sure am glad we aren’t fighting it inside its underwater cave,” Marlin whispered in his cold voice, his cursed eye glued to the hydra. “But it’s still going to be one hell of a battle.”The Undead Hydra glared at Ezra, its five vicious heads bobbing up and down as long forked tongues slithered out of its mouths. It was a gigantic monster covered in slimy gray scales and patches of rotting skin infested with maggots.“How the hell is that thing even alive?” Ezra questioned, unable to comprehend how this monstrosity was still standing even though its rotting flesh was covered in thousands of open wounds and deep scars.“You know they call it an Undead Hydra for a reason,” Marlin whispered back. “I am quite sure Malodor resurrected a dead hydra with his dark magic and cursed it to
The first confrontation
Cekunia’s walls had been breached, and the undead lurking in the streets had been wiped out with extreme force. A lone Gunner had led the machines through the captured city and marched straight to its heart.Malodor was impressed by Ezra’s unshakeable resolve and great leadership skills. Despite having no support from the Imperial Army or Royal Gunners, he had somehow managed to bring Cekunia to its knees, and now the port city was wide open for assault.“You did well, Lord Ezra. I must confess I never expected you to make it this far,” Malodor’s wispy voice echoed in the darkness as he manifested like a shadow, floating ten feet above the ground, his withered old frame wrapped in loose black robes. “What do you seek, my Lord? And I mean, what do you really seek?” he whispered in a cold voice, staring into Ezra’s soul.“I am here for Tanya,” Ezra replied bluntly, glaring right back at the levitating necromancer.Malodor heaved an exhausted sigh and replied softly, “That girl belongs t
Malodor's corrupted stronghold
Ezra downed a magic restoration potion and topped off with an elemental affinity potion before heading in through the destroyed wall.The Blademaster Sentries had already gone ahead and engaged the Skeletal Warriors protecting the gate. When Ezra entered Cekunia with the rest of his troops, he was shocked to see how the undead had transformed the port city and turned it into a hellscape tainted with rot and corruption.The huts and cottages were covered in black tar, and the small shacks had been demolished to create room for bone totems that went deep into the ground and tainted the city with their malign influence.The city’s only cemetery had been plundered and razed to the ground, and the feral ghouls feasting on the rotten remains of the dead had turned it into a bloody boneyard.“Damn…This was my mother’s city. This is where she was raised and educated. I remember Aurelia telling me that mother loved watching the ships sail by on a starless night. But they destroyed everything.
