Chapter 113
It was midday.
-Vmmm
The holy sword raised itself, bringing its blade upright.
It was the moment the sun reached its highest point—in other words, the time when vampires were at their most sluggish.
“Sorry... From now on, I'll only drink a little blood...”
It had been a month since Head Mod abandoned it and returned home alone.
The fact that Erzebet was sleep-talking now made this the perfect opportunity.
It was tired of serving as Head Mod's body pillow, too.
-Vmmm
Survival of the fittest was the natural order of life.
The holy sword didn't particularly mind that its master had abandoned it. Probably.
“...Don't go!”
-Vmmm!
Erzebet, who was sleeping standing up despite having a perfectly good bed, shouted.
The holy sword flinched.
Fortunately, it seemed to be just an especially bad case of sleep-talking.
The holy sword mustered its courage and crept out of the room.
-Vwoooong...
It finally succeeded in seeing the sun.
Having successfully escaped, the holy sword basked in the sunlight for a moment before quickly flying off somewhere.
*
[The one-eyed frog monster has been subjugated.]
[Issuing reward.]
“What?”
I had created bounties to encourage the gallerybros to participate.
And whenever they subjugated a monster with a bounty on it, I handed the gallerybros a reward.
Strictly speaking, it was nothing but a loss.
I had thought of it as an investment in the gallery.
[Measuring variant monster ‘One-Eyed Frog’...]
[This individual is worth 1,500 mana dango.]
[Paying a 10% fee.]
-Thud!
Something fell into the room.
When I turned around at the sudden sound, a package had arrived on the floor.
When I opened it, there was dango inside.
Exactly 150 dango, at that.
“Is this for real?”
When the system operated for the sake of the gallery, it created a structure where I wouldn't suffer losses.
The ‘Good Deeds’ system had worked that way, for instance.
But this time, I had started it on my own initiative.
And yet it was going to issue a reward?
“Aaaah, the system—is he a god!”
But the rewards didn't end there.
When I ate a dango, the experience bar rose.
At the end of it, a message that hadn't been there before had been added.
[82.52% remains until the next level, ‘10’.]
[An achievement reward will be issued upon reaching level 10!]
It said it would grant an achievement reward.
I couldn't even begin to guess what that meant.
But considering the level-up rewards I'd received so far, it was worth looking forward to.
Not only had I gained another source of dango, I was also getting an achievement reward.
“If this is enough...”
Maybe I could put into action something I'd only imagined.
After doing a quick calculation, I started eating dango.
The bunker had dango to spare and more.
[82.51% remains until the next level, ‘10’.]
[82.5% remains until the next level, ‘10’.]
Though the increase was truly minuscule, there was no way I couldn't be excited.
That was when.
Myoran: Head Mod, this is an emergency!
Myoran: If you're watching this, please help us! Myo.
“Huh?”
The rabbit beastfolk's village chief.
A desperate plea for help from Myoran, a rabbit in every sense of the word, came flying to me.
*
Myoran: (Meme of a barricade on the verge of breaking)
Myoran: (Meme of a shotgun broken in half)
Myoran: The great magic you gave us... The great magic is broken, myo!
“Wha?”
She was unusually frantic for Myoran.
So I checked, and what came back was an image of a shotgun broken in half.
“No, how did it break?”
In the medieval world, guns were absolute weapons.
Especially since otherworldly magic defenses only defended against magic.
In other words, they were useless against modern weapons.
It was impossible to stand against modern weapons.
What good was 10,000 magic defense? Guns dealt physical damage.
“I don't know how it broke, but...”
The situation seemed urgent.
I decided to send additional support for the time being.
Myoran: We're truly sorry, myo.
Myoran: The great magic you gave us for our sake has been reduced to this terrible state...
Head Mod*: All good.
There was a common misconception among the gallerybros.
They thought firearms were extremely rare.
And therefore, that only a tiny number of guns had made it onto the market.
Head Mod*: I sent them—did you receive them?
Myoran: ?
Myoran: What is all this, myo?
But that was completely wrong.
A shotgun? It wasn't even expensive.
I had simply refrained from releasing guns because I was worried the market wouldn't be able to handle them.
A monster broke a gun?
Head Mod*: Weapon support.
[10 ‘12-gauge shotguns’ and ‘50 bullets’ have been shipped!]
Then let's see whether the firepower is enough.
*
Ten minutes after I sent the weapon support,
a new popular post appeared in the gallery.
[Popular Post: From All the Rabbit Beastfolk]
Author: Myoran
Hello, everyone in the gallery.
And our support pillar, Head Mod.
We, the rabbit people, offer our overwhelming gratitude to Head Mod, myo.
(Meme of a sandworm beaten to a bloody pulp)
(Meme of rabbits huddled together holding shotguns)
Head Mod, is he a god?! Myo.
[Upvotes 6233] [Downvotes 3]
- ? What am I looking at?
- Fuck, how many guns are there?
- No, I can't even make out what that is.
“Fortunately, it looks like things were resolved.”
It had been a sandworm.
No monster could remain intact in front of a shotgun.
There was one thing that puzzled me, though.
- Head Mod*) So can you tell me now? Why were we pushed back?
The rabbit people already had the shotguns I had sent them.
And although their supply was limited, they had one bullet as well.
Besides, the sandworm had invaded before, so one shot should have been enough to subdue it, right?
ㄴ Myoran) Please look here, myo.
ㄴ Myoran) (Meme of countless eyeball monsters parasitizing a sandworm)
ㄴ Eek!!!!!
ㄴ What is this??
ㄴ No, I'm going to develop trypophobia.
“Agh!”
The problem was that the sandworm hadn't come alone.
For a moment, I wondered whether Myoran had thrown a surprise tactical nuke, judging by the disgusting image that came flying in.
They were countless eyeball-shaped monsters parasitizing the sandworm.
But that only raised more questions.
“No, what use are eyes underground?”
I understood that the eyeball monsters parasitized the sandworm and served as its eyes.
But wasn't it normal for creatures that lived underground to have regressed eyes?
However, those eyeball-shaped monsters parasitizing the sandworm were an exception.
I was able to find information about them easily on the Destruction Gallery Wiki.
[Topic: Monsters/Eyeball Flea]
[1. Overview]
A monster with a giant body and countless legs beneath its eyeball.
[2. Features]
It's fucking disgusting.
It parasitizes other animals or monsters and shares their vision.
It pairs well with monsters with excellent reflexes.
It's especially compatible with sandworms.
“I've never seen a monster in this form before.”
On its own, it was merely a roach-like creature with no attack power whose only talent was being disgusting.
But the moment it parasitized something, its shared vision with no blind spots pushed the monster's ability to respond to the limit.
- Myoran) It dodged the shotgun, myo.
“It was that good?”
It had actually managed to dodge a gun.
In reality, it had sensed the threat and turned its body away from the muzzle first.
But that alone was enough to make it dangerous.
- Head Mod*) How many rounds are left?
ㄴ Myoran) We have 24 rounds left, myo.
“The shotgun alone won't be enough for this.”
They could hold them off.
But at this rate, it would never end.
They had just been lucky that no one was injured this time. If someone got hurt, who knew what would happen.
They had healing potions, but administering anesthetic as well because of the pain was a hassle.
“Hmm...”
The sandworm itself was weak.
It wasn't a particularly well-defended creature; one shotgun blast was enough to kill it instantly.
[Title: My Tiny and Precious Field... :( ]
Author: Twitchy and Soft
(Meme of a field torn up by a sandworm)
(Meme of someone looking up with wide, round eyes)
What am I supposed to eat now...? ㅠ o ㅠ
[Upvotes 120] [Downvotes 0]
- Should I raise it for you?
- Wow.
- Hehehe.
ㄴ Author) 🖕🖕🖕
Instead, it was fast.
If they failed to kill it in one shot, the village would suffer significant damage.
- Eyeball Flea ← This bastard's name is disgusting
- Can't you just kill it in one shot?
ㄴ How the fuck do you one-shot it, you bastard?
Something was needed to stop that fast, reflexive body.
[Flashbang] - 130p
The Special Air Service, SAS, said,
Let there be light.
And the shop always knew the answer.
*
The rabbit beastfolk lived underground.
Because they were weak by nature, they had fled from both humans and monsters and hidden underground.
But this had not been a good idea.
“Chief, they're swarming again!”
“Ngh...!”
Monsters existed underground, too.
It was only a matter of time before the rabbit village was discovered.
Choosing the underground had instead become poison that trapped the rabbit people.
-Crack!
“The barricade's broken!”
It was the moment the sharply sharpened wooden barricade broke apart like a toy under the sandworm's attack.
“Shoot it!”
-Bang!
Myoran's adorable rabbit paw, which had been waiting, pulled the shotgun's trigger.
It was bizarre great magic capable of instantly killing a sandworm with one shot, but...
-Rustle
“Myo, you say...”
All they had to do was dodge it.
Sandworms were slower than bullets.
But they were faster than the finger pulling the trigger.
Of course, it wasn't completely ineffective.
-Squeee!
Some sandworms fell after being hit by stray bullets flying in every direction.
But that wasn't enough.
“Aah!”
In the end, wounded people began appearing one after another.
“We don't have many bullets left...”
At this rate, they would be wiped out.
Just as despair flickered across Myoran's usually calm eyes,
[5 ‘flashbangs’ have been safely delivered!]
[20 ‘earplugs’ and 20 ‘NRR 33 earplugs’ have been safely delivered!]
A notification suddenly appeared before her eyes.
“W-what is this?”
At the same time, several strangely shaped lumps of metal fell out of thin air.
Only Head Mod could do something like this.
Myoran instinctively opened the gallery.
And, as expected, a message from Head Mod had arrived.
- Head Mod*) Never put in two layers of earplugs, cover your ears with your hands, close your eyes, open your mouth, and make an ‘ah’ sound for a few seconds.
“!”
All the rabbit beastfolk, including Myoran, took Head Mod's words to heart.
They exchanged glances, then immediately curled their long ears tightly and crouched down as instructed.
“Duck!”
Myoran pulled the grenade pin with all her strength and threw it beyond the barricade, where the sandworms were swarming.
‘I've seen that before. If it's that, then surely...’
Another kind of magic that Head Mod occasionally handed out.
They were small and similar in shape, but the effects they produced varied widely.
Some emitted heat like hellfire, while others scattered sharp fragments across the entire world.
“Ugh...”
The gallerybros who witnessed this knew how powerful they were, so they didn't even dare raise their heads, but...
-Ssssk?
The sandworms were different.
The sandworms and eyeball fleas showed interest in the flashbang lying on the floor.
At that moment...
-Flash!
There was light.