Vanadium dungeon, deepest underground floor.
Simulating the basement of the previous mansion, we created it ahead of the living space, a space that is nothing but large.
There, I was alone with Vanadium.
Put a gun in your right hand and launch a cold flame bullet.
Shift the cylinder without waiting for it to land.
The vanadium bullet that launched the cold flame borrows, and falls upside down.
I had it beforehand, flamethrowing and frozen bullets between my fingers. Hit the vanadium bullet from the bottom with my left hand on the upper.
The moment I touched it, the flamethrower and the freezer were loaded (disappeared).
With a small thrust of momentum from the bottom, the vanadium bullet rises up as it was in its original orbit and is sucked straight into the cylinder.
Let the wrist snap, attach the cylinder, keep it, pull the trigger and fire a cold flame bullet in a row (,).
"Hmm... less than a second, you know"
I don't have a timer, but that's more or less the place to hit.
Vanadium bullets with only one shot, ahead, there will surely be occasions where you need to fire them in a row.
I can usually reload all bullets with a bullet fired at me in about half the time now.
Given the actual battle, I want to practice until I get to the same level of speed as that.
And...
"Hit rate too..."
I laugh bitterly when I see the two cold flames that keep burning ahead of me when I shoot them.
The two are pretty far apart. Lightly one meter is spaced apart.
I'm gonna shoot you in the same spot, no matter how much, this is too far apart.
"The enemy moves when it's in action, all the more so... no, shouldn't it be because it doesn't have a purpose? Do you want to slime it out and target it?"
Almost at the same time I snapped that way, my trousers hem was pulled loosely.
Vanadium.
By my side, I'm pulling up my trousers hem and looking up.
"What's going on?
"...... (Shh)"
Vanadium was young - with a slightly sweet hand up, pointing to the direction in which he shot the cold flame bullet.
Shortly afterwards, cotton wool appeared between cold flame shells a metre away.
It's floating in the air, there size, ball-shaped cotton wool.
It's a monster in a vanadium dungeon.
"You want me to target that?
"... (COCKING)"
"Well, thank you vanadium"
Thanking him, he narrowed his eyes with joy.
Let's be generous and sweet, though I think so and stick the muzzle to the cotton wool.
"... hey Vanadium, can you move that one a little? So fluffy."
That said, I used my left hand and showed it by doing irregular movements that felt loose and fluffy.
Then the vanadium nodded quickly and the cotton wool drifted fluffy in the air, as I had requested.
Totally irregular orbit.
Dust dancing in the air you see when strong sunlight plugs into the room.
Exactly the same, unreadable and fluffy track.
"Thanks! I'm glad to hear this."
Be even more thankful.
Vanadium put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes with increasing joy.
After one stroke, stick the muzzle and set your sights.
Pull the trigger.
Take the vanadium bullet out of the cylinder so that it flows through the loading of the bullet and the loading onto the gun, aim and shoot.
"Whoa."
Now I hit it.
Cold flame bullets hit both hairs of cotton.
It's equal to no attack, but if it hits, it's a cold flame bullet that keeps burning. Therefore, it was clearly observed that both shots had been hit.
Patchy, patchy.
"That's amazing."
"Aurum"
It was Aurum who came clapping.
"Are you home already?"
"It's night, isn't it?"
I built a basement on the first floor of the vanadium for her and Nihonium.
Unlike Meeke, and Vanadium, which copies its abilities, Aurum and Nihonium cannot cross the hierarchy on their own.
All the rooms in the mansion asked the vanadium to make them on the "first basement floor".
Therefore, Aurum was able to come flat into the former "basement".
"You're amazing right now. Nice move, I'm guessing it right."
"I took it off earlier. I knew it had to be close to action."
"A man for real life, you're getting better and better."
"Thanks"
"... (COCKING)"
Vanadium grabbed my hand and shook my neck so vertically that my neck could be ripped off.
I think so, too. That's just a gesture.
"Thanks"
"Hey, let me see some more. I'll be free until everyone gets back."
"Right. Vanadium, please target."
"... (COCKING)"
Watched by Aurum and Vanadium, I immerse myself in practicing vanadium ammunition until dinner time.
Aurum and Vanadium praise me if I do it, so I wanted to show you the good part - and I think it's improved considerably.