Dragonslayer’s Class Regression 257

Chapter 257

Wolfgang frowned and said.

“Isn’t this the magic gun I gave you?”

Zeke had brought the magic gun exactly as he received it from Wolfgang.

Without answering Wolfgang’s question, he held up the magic gun and stood 50 paces away from the armor.

Then he immediately shouldered the gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger.

PAKANG!

Surprisingly, no gunshot sound came from the magic gun Zeke fired.

Instead, the sound of the bullet piercing through the armor was louder.

“HUH? How can this be!”

Wolfgang couldn’t help but be surprised at the improved magic gun, which had less noise than the original and higher accuracy.

Then something even more surprising happened.

CLICK!

Zeke pulled the trigger again without reloading the bullet.

He had modified the gun to enable rapid fire by applying Bastian’s magic gun technology.

PAKANG!

CLICK!

PAKANG!

CLICK!

Zeke demonstrated the rapid fire by shooting and pulling the trigger again after a moment.

Only after firing several times did Zeke lower the muzzle, and Wolfgang hurriedly gestured to his servant to bring the armor.

Two servants struggled to bring the heavy armor.

Wolfgang examined the bullet marks engraved on the armor.

“HMM.”

Surprisingly, the three marks were precisely left in the heart area.

Unlike before, this was evidence that he had increased accuracy while concentrating the power.

The weapon that the Valdek family, who specialized in weapons, couldn’t improve for years was perfected in just two weeks.

He stood up and said to Zeke.

“This is truly amazing! I never thought you would bring such a perfectly improved magic gun.”

Zeke said with a calm expression.

“Would you like to try shooting it yourself, Lord?”

At Zeke’s words, Wolfgang gladly took the gun.

After setting up a new armor as a target, Wolfgang held up the gun he received from Zeke.

He aimed carefully and pulled the trigger.

PACHING!

The bullet hit exactly where Wolfgang wanted.

Like Zeke, he fired rapidly without additional loading.

PACHING!

Again, the bullet flew exactly in the direction he wanted.

Moreover, unlike before, there was no heating of the body, and when he held it, it was much lighter than the previous magic gun, light enough for ordinary soldiers to carry around.

He looked at Zeke and said.

“This is truly… amazing. I mean it. Sir Zeke, what kind of magic did you use?”

Zeke said to Wolfgang.

“Have I sufficiently met the conditions for passing that you mentioned, Lord?”

Wolfgang laughed loudly and said.

“HAHAHA! Yes, I can’t say no when you’ve brought something like this.”

He approached Zeke and grabbed his shoulder.

“Tell me how you did this.”

Zeke looked at Wolfgang and said.

“Before that, I would like you to write a confirmation.”

At Zeke’s words, Wolfgang’s face hardened.

Until now, there were hardly any who dared to demand something first from him, the head of the Valdek family.

However, Wolfgang was unbearably curious about how Zeke had made this magic gun.

In business, the more desperate person is usually at a disadvantage.

Wolfgang hid his displeasure and gestured to his servant to bring pen and paper.

He quickly wrote a confirmation stating that Zeke Draker had passed the test and received his recognition.

“Here it is.”

Zeke carefully checked the confirmation Wolfgang had written and pretended to put it in his pocket while actually putting it in his inventory.

Wolfgang said to Zeke with a stern expression.

“Now tell me. How did you make this?”

Then Zeke silently pulled out a piece of paper from his chest.

And handed it to Wolfgang.

“What is this?”

“It’s a technology trade contract.”

“What?”

Wolfgang quickly examined the contract. It listed the contract conditions for trading the technology of the improved magic gun.

Wolfgang glared at Zeke with an incredulous expression.

“Are you playing games with me now?”

Zeke also looked straight at Wolfgang without backing down and said.

“The test you gave me was to bring an improved magic gun. I improved the magic gun as you said and received your recognition. That concludes the test. Therefore, transferring the technology of this improved magic gun is a separate matter.”

Wolfgang’s jaw dropped at Zeke’s words.

Since it was a test he had given thinking Zeke wouldn’t be able to solve it in the first place, he hadn’t really thought about what to do if he actually brought the answer.

Zeke had hit the nail on the head.

Wolfgang clenched his jaw and gave Zeke a threatening look.

“Zeke Draker! How dare you insult me, Wolfgang Valdek, in my own territory!”

When the lord raised his threatening voice, the surrounding knights and soldiers gripped their weapons and blocked the exit.

Although the atmosphere turned hostile, Zeke wasn’t fazed at all and said to Wolfgang.

“The contract I presented was based on the technology transfer contract between the Valdek and Draker families. I understand that Valdek also set similar conditions when transferring technology to Draker, so how can this be considered an insult to you, my lord?”

Even while alone in Valdek territory, Zeke didn’t back down an inch.

Wolfgang realized that Zeke wasn’t someone who would easily yield to threats.

‘Like father, like son, he certainly has a silver tongue.’

He ground his teeth and carefully examined the technology transfer contract again.

It indeed matched the contract conditions that the Valdek family had set for Draker.

Barely suppressing his anger, he said to Zeke.

“You’ll transfer the technology if we sign the contract?”

“I will hand over both the improved magic gun and the blueprints.”

Wolfgang was already captivated by the new magic gun’s rapid-fire capability.

After contemplating, he nodded.

“Fine. Let’s sign the contract.”

Though annoying, if he could mass-produce magic guns with this technology, current emotions meant nothing. He even envisioned a future where the Valdek family might surpass Draker in a few years.

‘That knight-born fool doesn’t understand this weapon’s value at all. If I can secretly dispose of him after getting the technology, it’s only a matter of time before the Valdek family becomes the continent’s ruler.’

He signed the contract Zeke presented.

After confirming the contract, Zeke handed over the magic gun’s blueprints to Wolfgang.

Looking at the blueprints, Wolfgang’s expression turned blank.

‘Huh? It’s not magic but a structure that directly strikes the bullet with a firing pin?’

The reason why magic guns hadn’t functioned properly until now was because controlling the power of explosion magic wasn’t easy.

But Zeke had completely eliminated magical elements and designed a new method where the firing pin strikes the back of the bullet, causing an internal explosion that propels the bullet forward.

He had broken free from the fixed idea that bullets must be fired purely by magic and changed the approach entirely.

Moreover, this magic gun could hold six bullets in a rotating chamber, enabling rapid fire.

After securing the trade contract, Zeke said to Wolfgang.

“Now that the technology transfer is complete, I’ll take my leave. I need to report the results to the lord in Atlas immediately.”

Unlike before, Wolfgang responded with a friendly smile.

“Haha, of course. We shouldn’t keep a busy person too long. I’ll provide you with a recently made luxury carriage for comfortable travel. Knights of the family will escort you.”

Though he said escort, it was essentially surveillance. But Zeke, appearing oblivious to this, politely bowed to Wolfgang’s words.

“I gratefully accept your kindness, my lord.”

After bowing, Zeke immediately followed the servant’s guidance to board the carriage.

Wolfgang headed straight to the research workshop with the blueprints.

He spread out the blueprints and magic gun in front of the chief craftsman and said.

“Make this right now. Right now!”

Startled by the lord’s sudden outburst, the chief craftsman nervously examined the blueprints.

After examining the newly modified magic gun from various angles, the craftsman exclaimed in admiration.

“My lord, where did you get this?”

“That’s not important right now. Once this is completed, the Valdek family can soar even higher!”

The craftsman nodded and continued examining the magic gun before opening the chamber.

With three shots used by Zeke and two by Wolfgang, exactly one bullet remained.

The craftsman slowly examined the bullet.

Wolfgang watched the craftsman and urged him again.

“What are you doing? Quickly make a gun according to these blueprints. We need to verify if it works properly.”

The craftsman put down the bullet and said to Wolfgang.

“According to these blueprints, the gun will work properly. These are extremely detailed and well-made blueprints.”

“Is that true?”

Wolfgang inwardly laughed at Zeke Draker’s naivety and foolishness.

‘Perhaps it’s because he’s still young, he doesn’t understand the technology’s true value.’

While Wolfgang was stroking the magic gun with a satisfied expression, the craftsman asked.

“But my lord, where are the blueprints for this bullet?”

At the craftsman’s words, Wolfgang looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“What do you mean bullet blueprints? We already have bullets we’ve made, why would we need such a thing?”

But the craftsman shook his head.

“This bullet. It’s different from what we make.”

At the craftsman’s words, Wolfgang finally snatched the bullet to examine it.

Looking closely, it was indeed different in both shape and weight from the bullets he had provided.

Wolfgang looked at the craftsman and said.

“How important can a bullet be? They must have made it similar to ours anyway.”

The craftsman responded nervously.

“W-well… from what I can see, the core technology seems to be in the bullet, not the gun.”

“What? What are you talking about?!”

“The technology in the gun body is just about loading, rotating the chamber, and releasing the firing pin when the trigger is pulled – this much is possible with our workshop’s technology. It doesn’t significantly affect the attack power. But… I can’t even begin to understand how this bullet was made.”

Wolfgang hurriedly examined the technology transfer contract he had signed.

“That damned bastard…”

The contract specifically stated only the transfer of ‘magic gun’ technology, so there was no contractual issue.

Wolfgang’s trembling expression suddenly changed. He smiled cunningly and said.

“He must have handed over the gun without knowing there was one bullet left.”

He said to the craftsman.

“Analyze this bullet immediately. Since we have a sample, we should be able to replicate it.”

The craftsman said while sweating profusely.

“B-but that will take some time.”

“Doesn’t matter. Once we uncover this bullet’s secret, victory is mine. You clever snake… Once we solve all the bullet’s secrets, I’ll send assassins to put you to eternal sleep.”

* * *

Zeke was traveling very comfortably to Atlas in the private carriage Wolfgang had provided, along with Feinan and Gelion.

“By now, he must be grinding his teeth, determined to solve the bullet’s secret.”

Leaving one bullet in the chamber was actually Zeke’s strategy.

Once they realized they had been tricked after checking the contract’s contents, they would try to chase after him immediately. But with the bullet remaining, they would surely try to analyze it first. And since properly analyzing the bullet would take time, Zeke would already be at the Four Seasons Castle by then.

Feinan shook his head looking at Zeke.

“To deceive the Valdek lord in the middle of Valdek territory… Master’s boldness knows no bounds.”

“They started the games first, so I just paid them back.”

Then Gelion asked Zeke.

“But my lord. How did you really make that bullet?”

At Gelion’s words, Zeke took out a bullet from his pocket.

“You mean this?”

Zeke flicked the bullet with his finger, dropping it into Gelion’s palm.

He grinned and said.

“Well, let’s just say it’s my own unique technology.”

What was inside the bullet was none other than ‘compressed air’.

He got the idea after hearing from Feinan that compressed air was inside the Dark Elf’s blade.

The principle was that when the firing pin struck, the compressed air would explode, propelling the bullet forward.

Even if they discovered the bullet’s identity, it would be impossible with existing technology to fix the compressed air inside.

It was a technique only possible for Zeke, who could handle the four elements with the Elemental Sword.

‘With this, there’s no worry about the technology leaking to Jiemens.’

Zeke stretched his legs, feeling the plush cushions of the luxury carriage.

The carriage sped toward Atlas steadily yet swiftly, escorted by Valdek knights.

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