Gacha Addict in a Matriarchal World

The Wrist Crossbow had always been a weapon that met my expectations.

Of course, it was only possible because I didn’t expect much from it as a secondary weapon…

It was true that every breakthrough subtly added a useful feature.

With a pounding heart, I brought the newly drawn Wrist Crossbow to the previously enhanced crossbow.

Woooong-

With a short vibration sound, the crossbows merged into one.

The Crossbow, which emitted a bright light for a moment, had a significantly different appearance.

The body, which had been thick to load three arrows at once, had become sleek, and the pulley that needed to be turned to load it was gone.

“How am I supposed to use this?”