Survival in Another World With My Master

"It's not easy to destroy them with a pre-emptive attack....."

It is very difficult to think of zero harmful intentions because you are clearly tailing me, but if there is no harmful intent, it is a big problem. No, even so, if all the bodies were hidden in the inventory, the problem itself would disappear, but I don't like that.

When I entered the forest, I also used the command action sprint to run through the forest at high speed. I dare not use the straiff jump, leaving a trail. Then, after a while, I went out to a place where the forest was a little open. The open area is also cut through, and you climb up the tree with a two-stage jump that combines your own jump and command jump in the forest again.

"Someday, I'm starting to feel like I'm an outsider...."

Fly from tree to tree in the same way as you blur, move around and hide on a tree where you can see the open spot directly from the side.

"Bye, silencer sniper gun...."

I whispered that out of the inventory with a silent sniper gun with a large suppressor covering most of the barrel. The effective range is about 400 m, but it is compact, and by using a specially developed large-diameter sub velocity bullet, it has a great silencing effect. Ten series magazines and twenty series magazines can be used. It's a very user-friendly guy who can shoot full auto.

Thanks to the improved accuracy of the workpiece with the use of the Golem workbench, we can also make guns with these relatively advanced mechanisms. Well, mass production is definitely impossible because of the high cost. The cost of a bullet hasn't changed that much.

Incidentally, it has been found that polymer-based and rubber-based materials can be substituted with slime. Ever since I found out, I've been slimming through the sewers in Arihibourg, fufufu... and I can pick gunpowder ingredients together! I don't want to go too many times, but the slime material is very user-friendly... could you share it with the limes?

Then I sent the first bullet to the drugstore of the silencer sniper gun for a while. He appeared on the edge of a place opened by three people who think he's been tracking me. The three of them seem quite vigilant as to whether they felt it was an easy place to ambush them openly. It's hard to get out of the open area.

"─ ─...... I don't have it with me ─ ─......"

"As it is ─ ─...... I will lose sight ─......"

It sounds like we're having a brief discussion, but I can't hear you. I'm sure Sylvie and Merty can hear you. My ears aren't long, and they're not chemies. I can't help it.

After all, they decided to follow me over the danger, and stepped into the kill zone I had set up on alert. No, I'm not going to kill him. At least not yet.

The target is within 50 meters. The ammunition used in this gun is heavy, and the falling of the warhead must also be included in the calculation when shooting at long distances, but you don't have to worry about that much at such distances.

I peered into the optical scope and aligned its aim to the knees of the trackers, all of whom appeared to be men. It will be very painful already, and if you don't properly treat it, it will not be a noise where you get an arrow on your knees, but if you were not a hostile, I think you can fully heal it with potions and sprints, so please forgive me.

At the same time as the very small firing sound, the operating sound of the engine part, called "Kasha", is heard. At the next moment, a red blood flower bloomed around the tracker's lap, walking the furthest behind him as he was aiming.

"Ghii!?

"Hmm!?

Suddenly two people walked forward to look back at the angry voice rising from behind. Yes, please.

Once again, a small firing sound was made, and about 16 grams of lead bullets jumped out of the muzzle at a speed of 300 meters per second ripped the clean air in the forest and landed slightly above the second knee and around the thigh.

The landed lead bullet penetrates the leather armor most easily, tears the epidermis and penetrates into the muscle tissue, causing it to roll in the flesh and tear the muscle tissue and blood vessels of the thigh into the rattles for great damage.

"Haaa!?

The second fell down again while holding his leg. The last one seems to understand that he is being attacked because he does not yet know what is happening, so he stays low and alert.

But I can't. Having no knowledge of the existence of a gun, he cannot take the option of lying down aggressively. It is impossible to escape my sniper with a slightly lower body.

A small gunshot sounded three times, and the third fell to the ground.

"... you didn't hesitate to shoot me."

Observe the three trackers who fell alone over the scope. The third fell down once but got up again, so I shot him in the opposite leg.

"Ahhhhhh!

I'm screaming so much. I guess it hurts. However, since there is a possibility of follow-ups, they cannot appear immediately. Yeah, and moaning and falling down might be an act to lure me out. Maybe he has a lifepotion like mine, and he's using it to wait for me to get closer.

I feel like I'm doing something worse than killing myself, but this is for my own safety.

I waited about three minutes and didn't show up, so it might be a little early, but I decided to show up. Silenced sniper guns in inventory, with spears and shields.

Approaching the three while stepping on the crispy grass and speaking up.

"Hey, let me ask you a straightforward question. What were you after me for?

They already knew I was coming. The first man to be shot through my knee looked up at me, lying on the ground. The other two are looking up at me, holding down where they were shot. The expression was more distorted than ever in pain. I thought the second guy did a femoral artery, but apparently it wasn't fatal. No, did you use medicine or healing magic or something?

"If you just do this to us..."

"Ah, no, that's fine. I told you to go straight ahead. Well, I know that reaction didn't at least try to build a friendly relationship with me."

That's why I stabbed my spear to the ground and pulled the gun out of the inventory. It's a .45 caliber magazine with seven rounds. A submachine gun, a pistol, you like a .45? Sorry, I'm a .45-caliber believer. Subsonic bullets are also highly effective as well as suppressors. That's great.

"What if it is? You want me to be honest with you?

"No? There are three of them, and I think one or two of them could be reduced."

That said, I pointed a gun at the shoulder of a man who looked provocatively and pulled the trigger.

A roughly 15g warhead that popped out with a popping sound landed on the man's shoulder, tearing his skin and crushing his bones. The man who had been hit with a large caliber pistol bullet at close range began to roll around on the meadow screaming. I was able to pull the trigger surprisingly without hesitation. Perhaps the Achievement's mass killers have a special spiritual effect.

The remaining two became pale as they watched their companions roll around as they were shot in the shoulder and screamed.

"Again, what did you follow me for?

He quietly said that and pointed his gun at the third leg, where he shot through both legs.

"Ha, don't talk ─ ─ yaaa!

I can hear bread and sound. I dared to take it off this time, but the man fainted with his white eyes peeled off. The last man pointed his gun at the man I shot through the thigh.

"What about you? You want another shot like that?

"Talk, talk! Talk!"

The third man twisted himself as if he had escaped from the muzzle while holding the shot thigh. There is fear and presence in the eyes. His fear of being wounded by unknown means must have completely dominated his mind.

Well, let's talk about it.

You may be lying, but you can take this to the limes and leave it to them. They used to say something like this before. Isn't it more like a shower than a slime? I wonder, but when I think about it, I feel that the prototype of the existence of slime was Siegos, so I come to the conclusion that it doesn't change much.

What the man said was quite interesting. Earlier, it appears that these are agents sent by mainstream suspects that Ellen is not communicating with the Liberation Army.

Nevertheless, it's not that I'm an agent of the Adolese bishop's son-in-law, but an outlaw group that exists in the Holy King's Landing... that is, someone dispatched from where the Bandit Guild was formed.

I see, you guys are in trouble too.

It is unfortunate that the Liberation Army tracked me down because of this.

Probably because I met Ellen with a letter of referral from the front with dignity... well, bad luck. You can't let me go home alive now that they've seen me and the gun. I had to use it to the best of my ability.

With the remnants in my head in mind, I stood up and looked at the other two people beside what I was talking about. Looks like they're both fainting. I targeted one of them on the forehead and pulled the trigger.

With the sound of panting, the body of the man who had passed out jumped up. It is easy to understand that there is a hole in the forehead and the grass is on the ground, and you can see the blood buildup spreading. Seeing that, the second man who confessed everything to me began to tremble with his teeth rattling.

Pan. The other body trembles. At the same time, I put the two bodies in the inventory. Originally, when interrogating, I heard that it was necessary to ask multiple people the same thing for consistency, but it would be enough to look directly at the contents of the brain. My bones are broken when I take two or three of them to the limes alone.

I removed the metal cuffs from the inventory and put them in the hands of the scared surviving man.

"I will heal your injury. Come to me alone."

"Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh..."

"Listen carefully and I'll think about it."

I just thought about it, whispering in my heart, I put a little life potion on the thigh of the man and let him drink the rest. Then, in no time, the man's thigh wound healed completely. It's as creepy as ever, life potions.

I stood a man up and took out the submachine gun with a spear that remained pointing to the ground, and a gun and shield in my hand in the inventory. I will also collect the casing.

"Follow my instructions. I still want to ask you something."

"I don't know! I'll tell you everything! I need your help! Please!"

"Walk silently. Do you want to get rid of the world by spreading your brains like your own?

"Hy, hyi..."

Kick a man's ass in the back and let him walk. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

But not now. A thousand people blew up with bombs. To put it more simply, I want you to hand over your weapons and let us fight the Holy Kingdom of Gangan. There's nothing like dirty hands. Yeah, that's not true.

As I told myself, I kicked the man's ass and headed to the beds of the limes.