Chapter 53: Gabriel Vs the Shelter: A One Man Army [1]
Unlike the fantasy worlds where teleportation magic was common, in the Realm of Ascendency, it was rather rare and very expensive. It was nearly impossible to find a teleportation gate, as they were usually monopolized by guilds or large corporations like the Graves.
Therefore, the primary source of transportation was automobiles.
Gabriel arrived at the busy train station. Several adventurer parties walked around, wielding swords, daggers, staffs, and other magical weapons.
There was even a rare sight—an all-gunslinger party walking around with mana guns. Both long-range precision rifles and rapid-fire variants were extremely expensive. It was easy to tell that those gunslingers came from a wealthy background.
After all, a single one of those weapons cost around 500,000 to 1,000,000$—and that was for the less destructive models.
He found a train heading east and boarded it without much hassle. Once the train was full, it began to move. The ride was mostly smooth, with a few monsters occasionally blocking the path.
As it happened, the same gunslinger party had boarded the train heading east. With their powerful, high-grade mana guns, they climbed onto the roof of the moving train, and a storm of bullets rained down on the beasts that attacked.
Gabriel watched through his window as bullets casually pierced through the skull of a wolf-like creature, splattering blood and brain matter across the forest floor.
He unconsciously compared himself to the beast—and wondered how he would fare against a gunslinger. Would he be fast enough to deflect all the bullets with his sword?
It was something he wasn’t really confident about, even though his agility was in the hundreds.
’I wonder who created those guns... they seem pretty destructive,’ he thought, sneaking a peek at one of the weapons—and spotted the emblem.