Elven Reaper

can i help

Before Akto could say these words, a sudden change occurred.

The old woman suddenly took out a gun from her apron pocket and held the gun with both hands.

"Bang" followed by a deafening gunshot, a giant cat fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

Acto:

Is this world so scary? Even an ordinary old lady can pull out a gun?

The old woman yelled again: "Get out of here, now."

But before she finished her sentence, the remaining two giant cats were not frightened by the sudden death of their companions. Instead, they became more ferocious and pounced directly on them.

It seems that the grandfather and grandson did not notice Akto's existence.

The old woman threw the gun to the ground, hugged the little boy in her arms, and looked at the two giant cats with determined eyes.

Just when the giant cat's sharp claws and fangs were about to attack the grandfather and grandson, an iron-colored figure suddenly appeared.

The appearance of this figure directly squeezed away the two giant cats, blocking the grandfather and grandson like the Great Steel Wall.

It was Akto's blood woodcutter.

The two giant cats were a little confused, but as soon as they landed on the ground, they immediately used their feline balance and flexibility to stand firm, ducked again, and stared at the bloody woodcutter.

"Meow wow" a shrill cat meow, like a baby's cry.

The blood woodcutter strode forward and struck a giant cat on the back with an axe, almost cutting the giant cat into two pieces at the waist. The spine was broken and the flesh and blood flew out.

Another giant cat stretched out its sharp claws and scratched the Blood Woodcutter's neck.

But the blood woodcutter's material is white tiger gold energy, which can't even be penetrated by bullets. The cat's claws fall off and break, causing the cat to scream in agony.

But the cat actually didn't run away, and once again pounced on the bloody woodcutter like a moth to a flame.

The inevitable outcome is that the Bloody Woodman disembowells the remaining giant cats with one blow of his axe.

Then, the Blood Woodcutter disappeared.

The grandfather and grandson were stunned for a moment before they stretched their heads and looked out the door.

A slender, handsome young boy was standing at the door.

While Akto was thinking, the old woman only fired once and then dropped the gun in her hand on the ground.

In other words, this gun is similar to the gunpowder gun used by ancient people on earth.

It's the kind that takes a long time to fill with gunpowder before it can be fired. After a shot is fired, the barrel must be cooled first, then filled with gunpowder, and then shot again, which is a very backward gun.

Akto felt relieved. It seemed that the technological level in the outside world was not as high as imagined.

The old woman's voice rang in my ears: "Thank you, young man."

Akto reacted, smiled and said, "Oh, it's okay, it's easy."

"Can I see your gun, ma'am?" He still had a polite smile on his face and pointed to the gun that was thrown on the ground.

"Of course." The old woman seemed stunned for a moment before she said this.

The little boy had quick hands and feet and ran over to pick up the gun. He held it with both hands and handed it to Akto.

There were freckles near the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were bright and clear, seemingly shining with starlight.

Akto nodded towards him, reached out to take the gun, and looked at it.

The little boy ran back to his grandmother and held her hand tightly, but his eyes never left Akto for a moment.

The old woman's mouth was slightly open, the skin around her lips had deep wrinkles, and there was a hint of astonishment in her green eyes.

This young man has a handsome appearance and an extraordinary temperament. He doesn't look like a country boy, and he is very old-fashioned and warm-hearted.

The most important thing is that if she read it correctly, he just summoned a demon doll.

Although the old woman is a native of the country, she has lived for such a long time and has some experience.

Whether it was from the mouths of foreign bards, monks and knights from the Church of Light, or from stories passed down by word of mouth, she could understand that those who can summon golems are magicians.

You must know that in the eyes of the world, magicians are extremely noble and mysterious existences.

Many country people may never see a live magician in their lifetime.

This young man who was suspected of being a magician was actually staring at his broken gun.

And he didn't look like he was joking, his expression was very serious.

How could this not shock the old woman?

Akto, however, enjoyed it with relish.

This gun is like the flintlock gun of the previous maritime age, but one size smaller.

It was heavy in hand and covered with something similar to rust. Only the part filled with gunpowder had a dim yellow light.

Is this a magic circle? Akto wondered.

Then, he tapped into his spiritual power, moved the elements, and slowly activated the magic circle.

After a few breaths, the magic circle was completely lit up, and Akto instantly felt that the gun contained power again.

All this was seen by the grandfather and grandson.

The old woman put away her surprise and showed a look on her face that said, "Sure enough," this young man is really a magician.

The little boy looked at Akto, his eyes lit up with excitement. A legendary magician actually came to his home.

Here, Akto also showed an expression of "Sure enough,".

The power mechanism of this gun was the same as his guess, except that the elements of this world replaced gunpowder.

After using it once, it needs to be refilled with magic power before it can be used next time.

It's just that the magic circle on the gun is too crude. If more rune lines are engraved on it, the elemental capacity will be greater, and the corresponding power will be multiplied many times.

But the question arises again. The shell of this gun is just made of ordinary iron. If the element capacity is large, will it explode?

Akto recovered his thoughts, raised his hand and held the gun in his palm, saying: "Thank you for your generosity, I have finished reading."

The little boy stepped forward and took the gun.

The old woman's expression changed, and she looked hesitant.

After a long time, she sighed softly, turned around and walked to a dilapidated cabinet, took out two banknotes from the bottom drawer, and handed them to Akto respectfully.

The two banknotes are purple, with the image of Ryan III printed on them, an old man with a thin appearance and high energy.

There is also a big "ten yuan" written in common language in the center of the banknote.

Akto was stunned. Damn it, all the banknotes outside have been used.

Then if you bring so many gold coins, will they be circulated?

Also, why did he give me money to repay the favor of saving my life?

A series of questions emerged in Akto's mind.

"With all due respect, madam, why do you want to give me money?" Akto frowned and asked the first question.

The old woman bowed and said in a hoarse and deep voice: "Dear Master Magician, this is the cost for you to charge my magic gun."

Akto suddenly realized that it was his unintentional act just now.

Moreover, from the old woman's words and deeds this time, Akto got at least three useful information.

First, the noble status of the magician has not changed, which can be seen from the old woman's respectful words and deeds.

Second, magic firearms have become completely popular, and even ordinary people in the mountains will have one in their homes for self-defense. This can be seen from the old woman's casual words about "charging charges."