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Golem production facilities.

That doesn't just produce a golem to fight. We also produce weapons for use by the Golem.

Blades used for mixers are also produced.

In "Ruins" there were diverse golems equipped with special weapons.

If we can produce and equip those weapons, the Golem will be much more powerful than it is now.

However, there are items that have been made to produce before powerful weapons.

"That's the bullet"

Place a bullet on the desk at the production facility.

dozens of bullets are rolling,

"What was the most used weapon in that 'ruin'?

"It 's--"

The accompanying Ira thinks of the opponent we fought against.

Sticks, missiles, bullets, swords, pseudo-magic...

"No, you don't even have to think about it"

There are at least a few hundred bullets that were used in the battle alone then.

Bullets consume the most heavily depending on how they are used in battle.

"There were so many hounds on the ground floor that you kept shooting them all like they were inexhaustible."

Replenishing the bullets was essential if we were to regain the condition we were in at the time.

Bullets for interpersonal use I tried to make in the test. The bullet itself was constructed of soft material and designed to produce impact at the same time as the collision.

However, it takes a lot of work because of the ingenuity.

There is a limit to the number of special bullets that can be made, although they have been successfully produced.

"That's why I was rushing the production of bullets..."

I had an unexpected encounter when I was walking through the city.

"But did you make that much money?

"You don't understand. I sold it for a fixed price, but the bullets are still expensive on their own."

Expensive bullets.

The cost of building a bullet in exchange is limited. Metals such as lead and copper required for bullet making are obtained from mining fields in the labyrinth.

And all processing into bullets is done by production facilities.

I needed very little expense.

Get and sell products traded at high prices at low prices.

It's the surest way to make money in business.

"If there's a problem, it's that few people deal with guns."

High-price bullets.

High skill is required to handle guns, and more sophistication is required for maintenance than for other weapons.

If one hit the steeple, even those with low stats can be sufficiently powerful. But I need money and skill to do that.

It was not popular from that background.

"But a lot of people used to work with guns."

"Is that true!

"Yes, but I'm talking about ancient civilizational times."

Melissa, who's checking the terminal, tells me.

times that were more peaceful than they are now.

The level needed to crusade demons was difficult to rise and people were worried about getting stronger.

"In that regard, guns are good. Even the powerless give us as much power as we can to defeat demons."

[Toolbox] appears at the feet of Illis.

The only gun that was in the lid that opened on its own was about 10 cm long - a handgun.

Melissa points her black handgun at me with her hands on the trigger.

But at the same time, we have weaknesses.

A trigger is pulled and a bullet fires from the muzzle.

Shooting from close range. Cut off with a right-hand knife, the bullet slashed into the ground behind him rolls.

"Hey, you're in danger."

"Weren't you okay?"

"That's a theory of results..."

"Results theory? No, that's inevitable."

I was sure you were safe, Melissa.

The gun is powerful, but I could only fly straight, fast enough not to be able to capture it from the average person, but I was able to hold onto it.

Bullets fired in front of you. Sometimes I could see the sight of flying straight to me, and I could tap the knife in accurately.

"Even I can capture it. At this level, guns can't be weapons."

It is also conceivable to produce various effects by means of special bullets, but still not to produce dramatic effects.

"But I admire you."

Watch with another handgun in your hand and your eyes shining.

"Somehow, when I fired, I said, 'Bang!' That sounds refreshing, doesn't it? If it's not expensive, I want it spared as my long-range weapon."

"I'll give it to you if you want it"

"It's okay!

Ira rejoicing like a child for getting permission from Illis.

I should have given you a bow, but a bow that needs both hands is not worthy of holding as a spare. I guess a handgun would have been just fine because I could handle it with one hand.

Try it, but instead of pointing a gun at the wall.

"Wait, wait...!

The walls are sturdy. Scratching a scratch is full to the extent that the bullet hits. Still, it is not sneaky for the facility that I have built to be destroyed. Create a circular target from the floor with [Earthmagic].

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

Bullets are fired from Ira's gun.

"Hey......"

"Hey, sorry"

It's intact right in front of you.

Then a scratched wall with a bullet hit.

"Guns are so hard."

Ira's bullet didn't hit target as one shot.

"A bow would give you this distance."

"You couldn't have handled a bow from the beginning."

My father taught me how to handle bows so I could guess. Until then, even with a bow in his hand, he couldn't have been targeted.

Even guns are the same. If you don't practice, you won't be able to guess.

"Give me a bullet."

I don't mind lending you a bullet for practice.

However, it is difficult to be practiced here.

"At least do it indoors in the first place that won't annoy people if you remove it"

"Is there a place like that?

"This is a labyrinth. There are as many places as there are."

Transfer with Isla to an abandoned city on the 81st basement floor.

Outside the abandoned city it is a wilderness, and even if it goes off target because it is a place where there is nothing but demons, there is no annoyance for someone.

"It's no problem here."

"Thanks"

Leaving a box full of bullets and a spare handgun beside Ira.

"It's good to be obsessed with practice, but come back soon enough."

"I'm not a kid, that's all I know."

Bullet production status.

It was evening when I was thinking about equipping the golem.

"I'm home."

"... okayari"

When I return to the mansion, Sierra greets me with a rub in my sleepy eyes.

She was asleep with the other kids and woke up when she realized I was home.

"What about your...?

Sierra looking for Ira by looking around with Kyoro Kyoro.

Speaking of which, a few hours have passed since then and I don't see Ira at all.

"That guy, no way......!

Hurry up and follow Ira's reaction.

"I knew it......!

Detect that Ira's reaction is still in the wilderness on the 81st floor underground.

When I rushed to transfer, I saw Ira putting up a gun in front of a target full of holes.

"No way, you've been practicing ever since"

"How about that! We're finally hitting it."

Ira says as she looks back, realizing I've been transferring.

"Wow, how many bullets did you shoot?"

Few pods roll on the ground. Hundreds of rounds, even if quoted.

I don't remember leaving it like this, and there shouldn't have been any bullets created for the golem so far.

"After I ran out of spare bullets, I was allowed to create them with the magic of the labyrinth, which I was free to use."

"Let's go in there."

The first time Ira was in heat, I had to be scared.

I thought giving only a limited number of bullets would stop it naturally, but I was overzealous.

"Time to go home."

"What, already...?

"The target is already worn out. And Sierra's waiting at the mansion."

It's not a child, Ira said.

My own daughter is waiting for me to come home, so I need to have it stopped as much as I can.