Chapter 535 (1/2)
Chapter 535: The Gun of a Protector
Translator: TransN Editor: TransN
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It was twilight when Roland returned to the castle with the duel affairs settled.
“Do you really think Maggie will win?” Nightingale appeared behind Roland the moment he stepped into the office.
“What’re you worried about? You know that she’s been learning marksmanship all this time from Lightning, your own apprentice!” consoled Roland. “She’s brave enough, and she dared to fight with the demon in her beast personification at the critical juncture of Devil’s Town exploration last time. The only thing to be concerned is whether she’ll shoot at her peer.”
Maggie would suffer more startle than pain, and Iffy was not doomed to death. Nevertheless, this disdainful attitude towards non-combat witches was no different from a bomb in the platoon. Until she learned this impressive lesson and repented thoroughly for her misdeeds, Roland did not dare to bring her out to catch the demons.
The most profound lesson would be Maggie defeating Iffy.
Undoubtedly, the gun was a weapon that could enhance the ability of assistant witches so that they could acquire more power for fighting. To avoid accidental death, Roland had deliberately had Soraya produce a batch of rubber bullets. The metal head had been replaced with a multi-layer wrapped coating. This softened the bullet from interior to exterior and prevented it from entering a human body without weakening its full power. Its huge kinetic energy would be totally imposed on a human body as the bullet was gradually deformed, causing a pain severe enough to make the target lose any ability to defend. That was why it was also known as the Ability-losing Bullet.
“I want to see her.” With discontent, Nightingale disappeared into the Mist.
Roland sighed gently as he clearly heard the crack of an arming gun from his side. He would have called for Nana if Iffy did not loosen Maggie as was expected.
It was rather obvious that Maggie dreaded the witches of the Bloodfang Association, which proved that they were used to doing such things on Sleeping Island. When considering Cara of the Witch Cooperation Association and then the inferior feelings Evelyn and Candle had when they had initially arrived, or even the Witch Union more than 400 years ago, there was no doubt that the idea of combat witches being nobler than others came naturally. In other words, the capable combat witches would certainly grasp more power when oppressed by foreign enemies. However, the force of gunpowder and firearms was strong enough to shorten the gap, Roland mused. Tilly might believe in him further if he could convert their thoughts.
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“You should remember there is nothing to be worried about and you shall shoot directly at her until you empty the cartridge. You need to make her burst into tears and kneel down begging for mercy. Do you understand?” Lightning shouted in a high pitch, “Even if you were using normal bullets, Nana is here, ready for any accidents. Plus, there is the coating head made by Soraya. Only by shooting more bullets towards her, can you release yourself!”
“Hmm…” Maggie was leaning on the bed with her hair shielding her cheeks. “I understand.”
“Not yet!” Lightning pushed her long, white hair aside and said, “You don’t want to beat her, do you? If you show her any mercy, I’ll never take you exploring. A coward can never be an explorer!”
Maggie looked to be struggling. “I’m not…”
“She’s definitely not a coward.” Another voice came from behind them. “A coward does not dare to fight with a demon. Not to mention, she saved my life.”
Appearing from the Mist, Nightingale walked to the bedside and strongly struck Lightning in the forehead. “Who has taught you to speak this way!”
Lightning held her forehead and then curled her lip. “I’m just worried that she’ll have cold feet.”
After heaving a sigh, Nightingale took Maggie’s hands in her own. “Listen, this isn’t just about you and her. His Majesty has made these arrangements with the purpose of making witches in the Bloodfang Association change their attitudes towards other witches and regret their mistakes. Remember Evelyn and Candle? There’re many witches who had experiences similar to theirs on Sleeping Island. If you can teach Iffy a lesson, you’re actually doing them a favor to some extent.”
After a pause, Nightingale continued, “So, you’re not just fighting for yourself. You’re also fighting to protect us, just like what you did when fighting against the demon last time.”
“En…” Maggie nodded gently, blinking her eyes.
“One more thing. His Majesty Roland also promises that if you win, the ice cream and pepper barbecue shall be supplied without limitation for one week, just for you.”
“Coo!” Her eyes suddenly lit up.
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