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Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A meeting of the elders
The following morning, Lord Sebastian requested the elders to meet at Dragon Claw clan’s council hall to discuss two important issues which needed their immediate attention. Red dragon banners hung from the walls of the room, and the ceiling was graced by a chandelier carved from the skull of an ancient Dragon Lord felled by the first Ace Gunners, two hundred years ago. Lord Cornelius was seated on the left, and facing him on the opposite end was Flavius Lazel, the elven archer who had managed to awaken his magic talent after communing with Vishulia, the Goddess of the Forest. Even though Flavius had risen to the rank of an Elder in Dragon Claw, many still doubted his potential, and a few raised questions about his allegiance as well. However, Flavius always chose to answer with his longbow and dual Pit Viper revolvers. He was one of those calm and silent types, but when provoked he always knew how to respond with actions instead of words. The last Elder on the council was Abigor
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Ezra’s initiation
The three Elders accompanied Lord Sebastian and Ezra to the clan’s training arena. It was a raised circular platform, floating ten feet off the ground. Around it were three rows of seats for the spectators. All duels and shooting initiations used to take place in this arena. However, since it was Dragon Claw’s private arena, only members of the clan were allowed to watch the duels. Ezra could still remember the humiliating words and laughing faces from his last training session, and he was glad that the townsfolk weren’t there to watch him today. Even though he had come a long way since then, and his arms no longer trembled, just the thought of being ridiculed by the commoners made him uneasy. Lord Sebastian was led to the high chair in the third ascending ring of seats to watch the training from the best spot while Flavius and Abigor took their seats beside him. Since Lord Cornelius was in charge of conducting the test, he accompanied Ezra to the floating platform. But just as h
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Ezra’s initiation (2)
Ezra fired a few shots around him at random, hoping to hit something, but his aim was way off. The power crystals were floating so far away that he had no hope of even scoring a single hit. Lord Cornelius watched with satisfaction as Ezra desperately struggled to hit anything. All his magic bullets kept flashing into nothingness as they hit nothing but air. “That is enough! There is no way even a Veteran Gunner can hit these targets while blindfolded!” Lord Sebastian exclaimed, rising from his chair. “Lord Cornelius, you are doing this on purpose just to fail my son.” Hearing Lord Sebastian’s furious outburst only made Lord Cornelius happier. Instead of getting into an argument with the Prime Patriarch, he calmly replied, “Your son has already cleared the first two stages with perfect points. I am only trying to test his mettle. Besides, he only needs to hit half the targets. That should not be too difficult for an E-level magic user.” “You are being partial toward him and intent
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System A Gunner’s Oath
Lord Sebastian and the Elders returned to the council room to discuss how to deal with Zepheroth and his cultists, while Ezra was allowed to walk freely inside the Guild House and explore the place at leisure. Dragon Claw’s Guild House was an old manor house converted into a residential and educational building for the members of the clan. The most prominent room here was the private library with hundreds of books on different shooting techniques from different parts of the continent as well as detailed histories of the most widely-used firearms and enchanted bullets. There were also various training manuals to guide new Gunners about dungeons, duels, and monster hunts. Adjacent to the library was the Gunsmith’s workstation where he crafted customized firearms for the members of Dragon Claw and also forged bolts, daggers, and arrowheads. Just opposite that lay the clan’s special armory which contained a unique collection of blunderbuss rifles, muskets, multi-barrel nock guns, whee
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Dewdale massacre
Shocked gasps escaped from the crowd as the newly recruited Gunners started gossiping in hushed tones. They had been hearing plenty of rumors over the past few days about necrophages roaming the lands in broad daylight, and what this man blurted out before collapsing only made them more anxious. The Veterans, however, remained calm. Most of them thought the villager was delirious from his injuries and exhaustion and did not know what he was talking about. But Lord Sebastian and Aurelia knew something terrible had happened. “Move out of the way!” Lord Sebastian exclaimed aloud. “And don’t panic.” “I got this.” Flavius pushed through the crowd as it parted and made way for him. The other Elders slowly followed suit. Flavius crouched and sat beside the wounded man. He then carefully touched the man’s forehead with his right thumb and ring finger and uttered an ancient elven incantation. Seconds later, the tips of his fingers started glowing and emitting a pale green light. As
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Rare knowledge
Jasenki and Iraka headed for Ishani’s shrine to enlist the help of the Goddess' chosen priests while the other Gunners followed Abigor to the training arena to hone their skills inside two training dungeons especially prepared by the Elders. The necrophage infestation around Ashgrove had already been cleared and even the villagers weren’t there to stir trouble. Jasenki and his partner were tasked with cleansing the deserted village and investigating the place to find clues about the whereabouts of the missing villagers. However, Ezra and Aurelia had a far more challenging task on their hands. Instead of being sent to a deserted village, they had been tasked with ridding Dewdale of the undead and putting an end to their dark ritual. Since Ezra had already fought the undead before, he knew it would be suicide to go in unprepared, so he first headed to the clan’s private library to learn more about the different classes of undead and the weapons and spells most effective against them.
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System Ezra’s first assignment
Aurelia climbed on top of her spotted white stallion while Ezra mounted his chestnut brown one. The townsfolk steered clear as the Romanov siblings rode across town, heading for the western gate. As the two reached the western wall bordering Aranor, Flavius peeked from the watch tower and yelled, “The coast looks clear. No undead in sight.” Aurelia raised her thumb in acknowledgment and approached the gate, but Ezra seemed puzzled by the casual way in which Flavius shouted about the undead. “Shouldn’t we try to keep this a secret from the public at least?” he asked. Aurelia shook her head. “We have been hiding things from them for quite some time, but things are getting out of hand now.” “But Aranor is protected by Goddess Ishani, and the undead cannot tread upon hallowed ground,” Ezra retorted. “That used to be the case before Zepheroth was freed from his shackles, but now we cannot be so sure. The Lord of Decay is more than capable of corrupting these lands and weakening Ishani
Reincarnated in another world with a Gunsmithing System The Dewdale infestation
Gunners were trained to hunt monsters and track down and eliminate rogue mages and sorcerers, but fighting the undead required special knowledge and skills possessed only by the witch hunters. However, the last witch hunters had hung up their boots over a hundred years ago when the last necromancers had been killed. Now, all that remained of the fabled merchants of death were their tales of adventure and their fading journals. No one would have expected the undead to come crawling back out of nowhere and blight the lands around Aranor, but Zepheroth’s awakening had unshackled the forces of evil. Left with no better options, Lord Sebastian had been compelled to send his own children to deal with the undead threat. No Prime Patriarch or Elder would even think about sending a newly inducted Initiate Gunner to fight a horde of undead, but Ezra had earned his badge of honor by killing a Behemoth. And with Aurelia by his side, he would always have someone to watch his back and pull him o
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Choose your fate
“I never really thought the boy had it in him to keep going after he lost his home,” someone observed in a calm, benevolent voice. “I must admit his resilience is quite impressive for a mortal. Were it anyone else in his shoes, the ending would have been a lot different.”“I knew there was something about him right from the day he was born. Alas, his mother never got the chance to see him grow up,” a feminine voice stated wistfully. “The question remains, what must we do with him now?” the male voice questioned.“I think it is time to leave the choice in his hands,” a second feminine voice spoke aloud. “Wake up, my dear child. Your mortal troubles cannot touch you here. Wake up and choose.”Groggy and disoriented, Ezra slowly parted his eyelids and immediately squinted as the bright white light flooding the room smarted his eyes. Still dizzy and weak, he somehow rolled over and gasped.“Where am I? What happened?” “You are safe inside the Hall of Wandering Souls,” a measured feminine
Sins of Thy Father
“The hour of darkness descends upon this world like a shroud, and the bleeding moon beckons the Lord of Decay to reclaim his lost domain. Come forth and ascend the throne of darkness, my Lord!”Ezra’s heart pounded inside his chest like a caged animal, and his head throbbed in pain as he heard muffled words shouted in the distance. Lying in a bloody puddle on the black marble floor, he parted his droopy eyelids and saw Lord Wilhelm standing behind the altar and Lady Lillian facing him on the other side.Though Tanya’s face was hidden from view, Ezra could see her supple white fingers tingling as her delicate arm dangled from the stone altar. She was still alive, but Lord Wilhelm was already anointing the ceremonial dagger forged from infernal obsidian and preparing to plunge it into her heart.“You…cannot do it. You need the crimson moon to…summon Zepheroth,” Ezra said, fighting the pain.“The hour of our Lord is nigh. And all celestials shall obey his will,” Lord Wilhelm continued cha
Heroes never win
The enchanted nock gun vibrated with elemental energy as Jasenki loaded it with enchanted rounds. The glyphs carved into its stock shimmered and dazzled as he aimed at Ezra.“Scream for me, Ezra!” Jasenki yelled, pulling the trigger.Bang! Fwoom!A fiery barrage lit up the dark pavilion as fifteen fireballs erupted from the silver-dusted barrels. The first hit burned Ezra’s left sleeve, setting his tattered leather jacket ablaze, and the rest of the fireballs charred his white shirt, burning his skin.“This gun was forged by the best Gunsmiths in Stonewell, and enchanted with the rarest of ancient glyphs. No one can withstand its power!”Jasenki reloaded his weapon and fired again, unleashing another flaming barrage.But this time, a barrier of flames erupted around Ezra, cocooning him within an elemental shell.All fifteen fireballs exploded into sparks as they collided with the flame barrier, leaving Ezra unharmed.“Damn you, Ezra. Keep trying your tricks and see how long you can su
Lovers in Crime
Ezra looked at the two Spectral Companions hovering behind Jasenki and Cecilia and realized these spirits weren’t obtained from their ancestral artifacts. “I see you have abandoned your family relics,” he said, carefully analyzing the two specters with his Dragon Eye skill. “These spectral entities are gifts from the Lord of Decay,” Jasenki replied, raising his head with arrogance. “I bet you have never encountered anything so powerful before.”“Go on, Ezra. Call your little Spectral Basilisk, and let us see if it can stand up to our companions,” Cecilia mocked, casting a disdainful glance at Ezra’s tattered brown jacket and muddy black boots. “You still look as beggarly as before. I suppose some things never change. I am so glad I rejected you when I did.”Suddenly, Ezra’s eyes glinted, and his pupils brightened with a bright blue flame that blazed with magic energy. The scar on his chest glowed through his shirt, revealing his true power.Reaching inside his jacket, Ezra pulled out
Hour of Judgment
Following the glowing trail left behind by the Spectral Beholder, Ezra avoided the rot vines squirming in the mire, and the Medallion of Purity hanging over his chest shielded him from the swamp's corrupting influence.Dark geysers erupted around Ezra, spewing molten tar several feet in the air and filling the swamp with a sulfurous haze. The choking odor brought tears to his eyes, but he pushed on through the vaporous veil.The Spectral Beholder led Ezra to a small patch of dry land surrounded by rotting oak trees. As he stepped onto the elevated mound, he spotted a fiery blue orb floating in the distance.Ten more orbs appeared out of thin air, floating through the foggy darkness. At first glance, they looked like glowing power crystals, but as Ezra took a closer look, he realized these orbs weren’t floating crystals or fireflies, but Elven Wisps.The Elven Wisps were unique spectral entities only found in the Violet Everglades. Unlike Banshees and Spectral Wraiths, the Elven Wisps w
Lady of the Swamp
A weary traveler lost inside the Violet Everglades was an easy prey for the creatures of the dark, and Ezra had just encountered one such nefarious entity. But instead of fear, his eyes lit up with a strange hopefulness.“You called out to me in Tanya’s voice, so you must have seen her passing through. Point me toward the Fountain of Chaos, and I won’t kill you,” he spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, without even turning to look at the creature creeping toward him.The creature laughed at his words and rushed through the darkness, moving like a shadow to play with his mind. Her voice echoed from different directions as she disappeared like smoke and danced around Ezra.“You are in my home, youngling. The dark ones told me you’d be coming,” she cackled. “But you won’t be walking out alive. So, forget about your friend and save yourself if you can!”As Ezra stood there motionless, a howling shadow rushed past him and gathered on a dry patch of grass overgrown with violet tulips that glo
Swamped!
The upturned black carriage slowly sinking in the mud, had turned into a feasting ground for the necrophages prowling nearby. But these slimy creatures neither resembled Ghouls nor Drekavacs. At first glance, it was easy to mistake them for Merfolk due to their scaly bodies and fish-like gills. However, their sharp black claws and long white fangs gave away their real nature.About thirteen of them were gathered around the carriage, fighting for the best share of the food and tearing out lumps of flesh from the dead horses lying in the mud. Seeing no human bodies around, Ezra concluded the cultists must have ditched the carriage upon entering the swamp and proceeded on foot from this point onward.“The cultists are already here. We should be careful,” Ezra cautioned the Count as he slid out of the saddle and dismounted from his horse. It was far too dangerous to ride any animal into the swamp, leaving him with no choice but to walk.“We are losing time here. Let’s go in and kill thos
The Everglades dilemma
Marquis Desmond volunteered to stay behind and defend Stonewell while Count Gressil and Aurelia joined Ezra, ready to venture into the Everglades and rescue Tanya.However, as soon as Flavius heard their plan, he immediately objected to the idea.“The Violet Everglades is a perilous swamp haunted by malevolent specters and damned elven warriors who were cursed to roam this world forever. Chaos magic flows in its murky depths, twisting everything it touches and distorting the surroundings. Aberrations and magical anomalies are as common in the Everglades as trees in a forest. It is not wise to willingly venture into that death trap.”“The cultists have Tanya, and they are going to sacrifice her at the Fountain of Chaos. I don’t care about the dangers!” Count Gressil retorted, his fatherly feelings pushing all thoughts of caution out of his mind.But Flavius, being a distant guest, could look at things objectively without getting overwhelmed by his emotions. He looked calmly at the Count
Pieces of the final puzzle
Ezra rummaged through the pile of ashes on the ground, hoping to find that one elusive clue that would lead him to Tanya. But all he managed to get his hands on was a pile of disjointed bones buried amidst the heap.“God, how I wish you were here with me, Marlin. I could really use your help.”The thought of summoning Vorus’ departed soul to this mortal plane crossed Ezra’s mind for a moment, but as he looked at his shattered Mystic Lamp medallion, he remembered the necromancer had destroyed his old relic, vanquishing the Tainted Djinn.“Damn it, Vorus. You are a pain in the behind even after your death!” Ezra clenched his fists, anger, and frustration surging in his heart. Even after killing all three necromancers, he had learned nothing about Tanya’s whereabouts.As Ezra’s pocket watch ticked the minutes away, his heart raced faster and faster. He knew he barely had a couple of hours to locate Tanya and free her before the other cultists sacrificed her.The sound of heavy footsteps m
