My First Trip was to Another World

I finished talking to an old man named Omari and he told me to wait in the reception room like this. O'Malley has left the room.

The aristocratic old man uses his magic props with dignity, so we packed our bags out too.

The Antique City is also open in this city, but it felt like walking just now was less crowded. Anything, they took customers and sellers to Güntur, close to Alencia, and the size of the city's antique city seems to have shrunk. It's a neighborhood.

"This... is a great painting, isn't it?

Luna shrugged a wooden board left on her desk for her hand. It's more of a printed out picture than a painting. In fact, I think that's the kind of magic prop.

"Hey, I don't know about this..."

Fish a magic bag, as Leeds noticed something. It was the metal plate being analyzed that was removed. Overlapping that metal plate with a wooden plate, the size almost matched.

"That's a similar size. What's that?

"Yeah, I kind of figured out what Leeds was trying to say. You're trying to tell me this is the camera, right?

"Yes! I don't know until I see the real thing, but I think it's the same. Yikes!

It's not the same camera I imagine. Speaking of cameras, it has a lens and a finder, and I imagine a box-shaped object. This is the tablet.

"What makes you think that?

"Hmmm...... somehow?

I asked for an explanation. It was my fault. But Leeds is a pretty good hit. Let's keep it for reference. Well, think about that later, now......

"But you want something like this..."

Remove the revolver from the magic bag and whine.

"Weapon... Wasn't it? What kind of weapon is it?

"There's an anti-material rifle in my magic, right? It's a weapon like that."

"I'll destroy you now! Come on, come on!

Says Claire as she pulls the revolver.

"No, you're different in power. This isn't that strong."

Take the revolver back from Claire and serve her nostalgia.

Not that I'm familiar with it either, but the handgun limit should have been to the point of penetrating the motor vehicle's engine. You shouldn't compare a regular handgun to a rifle that pierces and destroys an armored car.

Talking, the entrance and exit were opened. From there, a boy about ten comes in. He's a beautiful, blonde boy with a neutral face.

The boy bowed elegantly.

"Excuse me. This is Irvin O'Malley, six men of the Viscount O'Malley family. Nice to meet you."

The way you talk is normal. Good.

O'Malley, was that your family name? I thought it was that old man's name after all.

"Thank you very much. I'm from Alencia, I'm Koh the Adventurer. Greetings."

We'll get up and thank you too.

"Oh, don't worry"

Irvin sat on the couch answering with a refreshing smile. It's an adult impression for a child. I guess I'm a reincarnator......

"So, what can I do for you?

Ask in Japanese for confirmation.

"Huh...? Are you... an apostle?

Irvin returned it in Japanese in confusion.

"Oh, I knew it. You're Japanese, aren't you?

"Ha. If you're a former Japanese, I'm sure you are. You were the apostle."

Now that I think about it, English would have been more certain if I had confirmed it. It's not like the Japanese are reincarnated. I used Japanese in an unsolicited image, but I'm glad it came through.

Dark-haired Oriental-style humans, by the way, are few but exist. I don't know if he's an apostle unless I ask him directly.

"No, I'm not a messenger."

I'm tired of this exchange. I want to make instructions and give them to you.

Being involved, why you are not an apostle, your current situation. I explained my situation.

"Heh... That's what happens. I thought I was special, but you're pretty special, too."

"You've had enough of me. Tell me about you, too. It's a rebirth, isn't it?

"Technically... no. I was summoned to this country as an apostle. I failed to send God, and I moved on to this body that was supposed to give birth to stillbirth. You can't tell anyone. To my father, to your people."

Irvin says in Japanese. There's no leaking outside with soundproof magic props, but I don't understand anything but me and Irvin here. and Irvin would think, too bad. We're all equipped with translation rings. I left it on with Elmin Srl and didn't remove it.

"Failed to send God? Something like that..."

"So it's a special example. I was too strong. [M] They called me" The Most Powerful Apostle. "

The mightiest apostle hey...... O'Malley...... was your family name. Weren't you the long-awaited apostle of old Omari? And that's the guy who built the revolver.

On the table, place a revolver that can't be done.

"Your father asked me to buy this. What are you gonna do with this?

"Whoa... you had it..."

Irvin leaked the word with a blatantly unpleasant look on his face.

"What, you didn't know?

"I've only heard you buy it back because they bought it earlier. By the way, someone from my hometown bought it... Embarrassing."

I can see how young I am to laugh lightly.

"Ha. Well, it's garbage."

"Will you not tell me that straight? Still, it's the pinnacle of technology, isn't it?

Irvin switched from Japanese to the language of this world. I'll mimic it and switch languages.

"The highest peak hey...... So, what are you gonna do with this?

"Have you seen inside?

Irvin says as he connects the revolver with his fingertips.

"Medium?"

"Oh. Looking at that, you don't seem to be falling apart. It's pretty simple how revolver-style guns work.

I just want you to take a peek inside the barrel. "

That's what they say. Peek inside the barrel. There's no such thing as a philosophy, a regular iron pipe. I don't see any particular problem. That's all I checked and put the revolver back on my desk.

"What's wrong with this?

"There's no rifling, there's no rifling. I think I've heard the word" line marks "(rifle marks) in TV drama, but I mean the groove that marks the bullet. It comes with a rotation on the bullet to make it easier to go straight"

Irvin suddenly rapped. Could it be...... Gammania?

We're flattered, but Irvin kept talking.

"Besides. Gunpowder. This, too, is the limit of black gunpowder in this world of technology. I don't think I can develop high-performance pyrotechnic powder for years. And most importantly..."

That's what I said, I took the dagger out of my nose and gently slapped the barrel of the gun. Smaller 'conn' and dull noise.

"The ingredients are not good. It's not even carbon steel. Titanium alloys and aluminum alloys are another dream. I think if we use this gun, we'll have one out of five outbursts.

By and large, the technology of alloys in this world is suspicious, even brass? I can't make a pod. "

Shit, I can't stop talking. No matter what they say about alloys, I don't know more than I learn in science class. Is brass an alloy of copper and zinc? I don't know how that relates to guns. Let's just stop the conversation.

"Uh... and I'm sorry, can you be concise? I don't know what you're talking about sappy."

"Ah... sorry. Simply put, the limitations of technology. No matter how hard you try, you can't make a revolver-style gun. There's no such thing as automatic. At best, a primitive musket gun is the limit."

Um, I don't get musket guns. Am I supposed to think of it as something like a fire rope gun? When they say primitive, that's all I can think of.

I thought it might work if I fixed the axis of the cylinder, but it conveyed that it was a very sweet idea.

"In short, is it okay that you can't make guns?

"Right. Just making straight cylinders is advanced technology. Processing it further inside, if I say so, the craftsman will kill me."

Irvin makes a dry laugh hahahaha.

This is definitely the former most powerful apostle himself. It's real without any doubt. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so familiar with it.

It looks like we haven't talked enough, but this story is over. Let's not wave guns at this guy. It's going to smell so annoying.

"I get it. But then it would be a waste of time to do this research."

"Because it's your father's dream. I want to help you, even if I know it's no use."

I also think it's kindness to give you kippy guidance...... Well, if that's the reason, can I give it to you? It's useless anyway, so I won't say anything impeccable. I wish you every success. There is no sin in technology.

"Give it to me from you. The money... well no. It's crap anyway."

The revolver was one gold coin. If I put a high price on this, I'll be just like an asshole adventurer. That's a little unforgivable in me. Then I'll give it to you for free.

"Are you sure?

"Oh. If this is for war, I was gonna destroy it right in front of you."

Nature and my mouth loosen to my own light mouth.

"Whatever beautiful thing you say, it's an instrument of war. We'll keep it under control, and we'll keep it a secret."

Irvin answered seriously. Maybe he's more serious than I think.

"Was the story better than that?

"Ah... no, you haven't said anything about the real deal. It's elf magic. Who can use it?

Speaking of which, you didn't come here to talk about guns. I've been out of line.

"It's me."

For some reason Leeds can use a little too. Physical strengthening is for everyone. But I'm the only one who can use it properly.

"Huh... why?

That's what Irvin said and solidified.

"I don't care how you say it. I can't use chanting magic the other way around."

"What about the ring? If you were wearing a trust ring, chanting would come on its own, wouldn't it?

Trust......? Oh, is that the official name of the translation ring? I do think that was the name. Good and Article were instantly able to use magic in a single example, but was that the effect of the ring? Replica's translation ring has no effect other than translation.

"Too bad. I didn't get a ring because I..."

"Uh... misokasu? But words... you're speaking the language of this world, right?

Is that it? Misokasu couldn't get through. Was it a dialect......

"I remember it in my temper. My people helped me out, too."

If Luna wasn't here, I honestly think it would have been tight. The additional ring, borrowed from Mr. Lily, was also effective. You were able to master the language in a short period of time because you were blessed with luck and companionship.

"That's just great... I don't think I can imitate it.

Instead of chanting, you learned the magic of an elf... "

"I just took the liberty of arranging what was written in the textbook rather than saying I remember. So, what's wrong with the elf magic?

"Hmmm... I wonder where to start... Are you going to fight the country?

Hey, I'm stunned by a hell of a question. What is the intent and quarrel with the country?

"What scale are we talking about? Can you magically turn your country against the enemy?"

"Ha... That's right. Well, let's just talk about what we can."

You think if I found out, my life would be targeted? I'm tired of hearing that, that. I don't care anymore.

Listen to Pandora. Church in Milgia, Church in Alencia on Cabel's story. Now you're looking at me, God of the Empire. I've already heard some dangerous stories about the three great churches in this world. Where there are more hostile countries, there is nothing to say.

"Bad. Talk to me.

When I thought about it, I was listening to bad stories all over the place. One more, and it won't change. "

If you're a former apostle, you can expect to hear more about it. Let me tell you everything I know.