Whispering Poems.

Chapter 77 The Gun of Kindness
This script is not coercive and will not allow Shad to do something uncontrollably.But what is written on it will definitely happen and cannot be changed. It's like an invisible hand manipulates fate, and that's the reason why Shade reappears under the grape trellis.

With the power far weaker than the opponent's, Xia De has no choice, he has never had such a desire for power.It's not that he hasn't strengthened himself in the past, but foreigners have only just come to this world after all.

"This kind of world really needs strength."

Taking a breath to relax and suppressing his inner uneasiness, Xia De stared at the other party, and then slowly took out the pendant with the [Vampire Ring] hanging on it. The other party smiled when he saw it:
"It turns out that you stole it too."

But not.

Shade took out the box containing the [Twenty-sided Dice of Destiny], and the man was slightly surprised when he opened it:
"Is this a keeper-level relic? A rare relic that can interfere with fate? So it is, it is against the script with this, it is interesting and interesting, you are actually a correspondence ring warlock of St. Lawrence College?"

He clearly knew the relics well.

Xia De took out the pendant with the [Silver Moon Orb] hanging on his chest, and the man glanced at it and shook his head:

"What kind of mess is this? It's weird."

Xia De did not continue to move, the man looked at him with a fierce light in his eyes, and tapped the stone table with his right hand:

"Also, there is something unusual about you. I told me about the other one. He won't lie to me."

So Shade took out the bag of dried frog legs, which was the casting material for the spell [Frog's Vibration].

"Not this, what is this? Also! Are you kidding me?"

The man was stunned for a moment, and pressed his fingers on the table to urge.

Shade took out the diary and showed two Rhodes cards, but the man didn't even look at it:
"You're still a gambler? No, Rhodes cards are ordinary items. Don't you even have common sense? Quickly, take out the thing you've hidden. I know, you definitely want to turn the tables on that thing."

Xia De thought about it and looked at him with strange eyes, which made the man in the wine red suit feel a little uncomfortable.Then, Shad took out the cold antique revolver from the rolled up formal suit that was missing a sleeve.

At the moment when the finger belly rubbed the pattern on the gun, the outsider seemed to really see the fate.I have a wonderful premonition in my heart, knowing that under the strange luck, the plan to use the spell [False Immortality] to disguise death is no longer useful.

"Oh? What is this?"

The middle-aged man in the wine red suit didn't recognize what it was, but after touching it slightly and checking it repeatedly, he realized that it was indeed a relic.Picking it up and looking at it, after opening the revolver magazine, there are no bullets in the six cylinders, but only slightly shaken, and the bullet actually appeared in the magazine.

The middle-aged man's mouth curled into a smile:
"This is very good. Consuming the spirit will automatically replenish the bullets. I have always hoped to have an offensive [relic], and this is just right. It seems that my luck tonight is also good. What you owe me will eventually be returned to me. Ha, fate is indeed fair to everyone! The law of conservation of luck is definitely not superstition.

I think, you must know the function of this [relic], right?Definitely more than just refills, so you want to hide until the end, hoping I don't find out, giving you a chance to pull the trigger. "

Xia De pursed his lips, wondering if he should praise the other party's rich imagination. Maybe the man sitting opposite should become a writer like Miss Luyisa:
"Sorry, I don't know what the revolver is for."

Xia De said honestly, the man smiled, holding the gun in his right hand, there was a metallic click, his stubby fingers pressed down on the hammer, and then slowly raised his hand and aimed the black muzzle at Xia De's forehead:

"I use spells to prevent the sound of gunfire from spreading. Since you don't want to say it, let's try it. What does this gun do? Do you want to die? Or tell me the answer."

The area of ​​the round stone table is quite large, and the pistol is raised above the table top, and it does not cross the center line of the round table.

Gas lamps hung from the grape trellis, and candles brought by men on the round table.The dim yellow light shone on the faces of the two people at the table, and there was not a shred of wind blowing in the silent moment.

Shade looked at the muzzle, the corners of his mouth trembled, even though he had his own plans, he still felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he felt sweat running down his cheeks.

At such a terrifying moment, it seems that there is only one step away from death.This is the most critical situation since coming to this world.But among thousands of ideas, he thought of the possibility of his own survival.

"My thoughts must be right, my thoughts must be right! The good luck tonight should not be over!"

He kept repeating in his mind.

"What is the function of this pistol [relic]?"

The man asked again, Shade shook his head, and in front of the man, he stretched out his hand unexpectedly, and twisted the [Twenty-sided Dice of Destiny] in the opened box.

"The good luck produced by [The Puppeteer's Script] cannot affect the [Twenty-sided Dice of Destiny]. If you want to rely on the good luck at this time to make yourself roll 20 again, then you don't have to do this. , you can't roll 20. Luck is no match for strength. Using the script, it is indeed possible to be misled by the trap of fate, but what else can you do this time?"

The man said in surprise, but when he saw that Xia De was still about to throw the dice, Xia De felt that the back of his shirt was soaked.

【are you ready? 】

The murmur sounded unexpectedly, and she really understood Xia De.

"Ready."

The middle-aged man in the wine red suit laughed when he saw his action:

"Since you haven't given up, young ring warlock, goodbye."

Pull the trigger and the antique revolver fires normally before the twenty-sided die of fate is thrown.

In the gunshot that failed to cut through the night sky due to thaumaturgy, the brass bullet flew out of the muzzle, passing through the dim light of the gas lamp and the summer garden evening wind, leaving a cyclone in the air and flying over the round table The center line flew to Xia De's eyebrows.

This is the moment before the real death. Instead of thinking about the people he knew in this world, Shade closed his eyes with the dice that was not thrown:

"It must be."

There was a strange black iron aura attached to the bullet, which prevented the bullet from continuing to move forward, but drew a perfect arc in the air and flew backward.

"what?"

bang~
The bullet penetrated the gunman's skull, and his head exploded like a watermelon being hit hard.

Red and white things sprayed in all directions, and the man's sitting body fell in the aftermath of the gunfire and the white smoke from the muzzle.

Shard, whose face was sprayed with brains and blood, was motionless, the candle was knocked down by the splash of blood, and the kerosene lamp shade on the grape trellis was also coated with blood.The light suddenly dimmed, and Shade opened his eyes and watched the gun smoke from the muzzle fly into the night sky and dissipate in the evening wind under the grape trellis.

The night wind blew, and he let out a sigh of relief:

".The gun of kindness."

　PS1: There is a reason for the bullet to explode the whole head, not a bug.

　　PS2: This is not a suicide. The meaning of the ring warlock's inability to commit suicide is "active suicide that fully knows what he is doing", which should be regarded as an accidental death.

　　PS3: I wish everyone a happy June [-], who is not a child yet.

　　PS4: At the beginning of the month, ask for recommended tickets and monthly tickets.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)