That's right, a gun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The shape of the gun is not the same as what it looks in ordinary police movies, but it is a bit similar to the kind of cowboy with guns in old-fashioned Westerns. The iron-colored body of the gun is rough and rudimentary, but it still reveals a sense of oppression that is unique to guns and comes from death.

Benjamin had never even seen a real gun, let alone been pointed at a gun.

Before that, his only fate with the gun was when he was in elementary school, and the toy pistol his parents bought for him sounded "piupiupiu" as soon as he pulled the trigger, and there was no use for fart. During the military training in college, he said that he could shoot a gun, but in the end, I don't know why I didn't have this activity.

After crossing into this world, he already thinks that he has nothing to do with guns in this life, and the system does not mention the word gun when introducing the background. He also thought that under the influence of magic and magic, the technology tree of this world did not light up this skill.

However, at this moment, a minor who was emotionally out of control held a gun aimed at his head.

Is he being cheated by the system again?

Benjamin never imagined that a so-called war game would eventually turn into such a situation. He also did not expect that less than ten days after being freed from Michelle's hands, he would again fall into a strong death threat.

And, again, for such a ridiculous sake.

"Don't get excited, we won't be near you. Put the gun away, we're not going to do anything to you. Benjamin stopped and spread his hands, showing that he had no ill intentions.

What else could he do? If he had Grant's skills, he would have rushed up and grabbed the gun before Dick could react, like a master of crime movies. It's a pity he didn't, and what about Grant?

Grant looked surprised, looked confused, and stopped moving.

Still too tender......

Therefore, in order not to further deteriorate the situation, and out of a little fear of facing guns for the first time, Benjamin chose to show weakness and made the above series of actions against Dick, trying to reassure Dick that he would not do irreparable things on impulse.

"You liar! I—I won't believe you!" Dick had no intention of removing his gun.

"You don't have to believe me, but you have to think about yourself. Benjamin was not discouraged, he seemed to feel that he had become an expert negotiator, stabilizing the emotions of the perpetrator at the scene of the incident, "Are you really going to shoot? Think about the consequences of firing this shot." Do the people of the church turn a blind eye? What about your future in the aristocratic circles? And your family, what should he do? You will ruin the whole Fur family. ”

While persuading Dick, he couldn't help but desert, thinking that it would be beneficial to watch more TV series. There are emergencies, and the people on TV seem to be quite decent.

However, the half-baked negotiation skills he learned from TVB don't seem to be very effective.

"No, no, as long as you obediently let me smash it, nothing will happen! You are not allowed to hide! If you dare to hide, I will ...... I'll shoot!" said Dick, who was holding the night pot, and the hand that was holding it became ready to move again.

Damn it......

How deep is this obsession?

At this moment, Benjamin has no sympathy for Dick at all. He thinks Dick is a psychopath, full of nothing but smashing people with a night pot.

How can you deal with a neuropathy?

Just when they were at a stalemate and the atmosphere became more and more tense, suddenly, Benjamin felt a strong wave of magic power. This fluctuation was all around them, and it was so strong that even Dick, who was an ordinary person, noticed it.

Therefore, even in such a situation, they can't help but look at the source of the fluctuation.

I saw that in Grant's hand, a ball of holy light was slowly gathering.

"Grant, you dare to break the rules of the church?" Dick saw this, and immediately shouted, "If you dare to use magic magic, you will be locked up in the judgment for the rest of your life!"

Grant was stunned. He seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hesitant look on his face.

Dick was overjoyed, and as if he had been enlightened, he continued, "What are you doing for him? He's a piece of waste! You don't have to help him with your own future." Besides, I don't really want to kill him, I just want to give him back the humiliation he has for me!

The power of hatred is far more powerful than imagined, and it is enough to drive an emotionally uncontrolled teenager to say such clarity of thought.

Grant was apparently convinced that the so-called blood relationship could not withstand the harshness of reality after all. It seems that he's also starting to think that getting Benjamin smashed isn't a big deal. At the end of the day, he's just a teenager and not strong-willed.

In the process of repeated hesitation, in the end, he gradually lowered his head, and the dazzling holy light in his hand began to dissipate.

He flinched.

Yes, if you are in the face of death, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to be smashed by a night pot once.

However......

That's it!

Benjamin, who had been silent, suddenly ran towards Dick, and took advantage of his unpreparedness, flew up and kicked Dick's hand holding the nightpot. The night pot was not light, and Dick was not stable in holding it. So, the nightpot was kicked and slammed into the wall behind them, spilling all over the ground.

At the end of the kick, Benjamin also lost his center of gravity and was about to fall. However, he took advantage of the inertia of his body to pounce on Dick with great decisiveness, grabbing his hands at the hand where Dick held the gun.

"Hand over the gun!" he shouted viciously.

Benjamin didn't want to be a man, nor did he want to get a headshot.

So, he chose to take a gamble!

Dick then reacted and tried to dodge. In the panic, the two fell to the ground together, and he and Benjamin scuffled. Benjamin desperately tries to snatch Dick's gun, and Dick also fights back, half angry, half instinctively. It's a pity that Benjamin's physical fitness is not very good, although he seized the opportunity, he didn't succeed for a while.

The two were at a stalemate, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Don't ...... I ......" Grant had already dispersed the magic in his hand, looking at the two who were fighting together, he wanted to stop it, but he didn't know how to start, and he was a little hesitant to even get closer, so he could only let the two continue to fight.

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Bang!

The grappling movements of the two stopped at the same time.

Benjamin's face suddenly showed a look of pain. He pushed Dick away and staggered to his feet, then collapsed with his stomach clutched.

Dick also stood up in horror and watched Benjamin roll around on the ground with a pained expression. He was stunned, and suddenly threw the gun in his hand away like throwing away a red-hot soldering iron, and looked at Grant on the side helplessly.

"I—I'm not going to shoot...... No, he's going to pounce, I, I'......

Grant was also stupefied by the sudden turn of events, and he looked at Benjamin, who was rolling on the ground in pain, and didn't know what to do.

It didn't take long for the other "corpses" in the castle to be attracted by the gunshot. They looked at the absurd and terrifying scene here, and they couldn't help but be frightened.

Only a few of the nobles, who had a slight idea, shouted, "Find the patrol!" and ran out of the castle to find someone else for help. Dick saw these people and showed his intention to stop them, but after hesitation, he finally did nothing.

He looked at Benjamin on the ground, and then at the gun he threw away, with a look of despair and regret.

The patrol of the church quickly arrived at the scene, they took off their helmets, looked at everything here, and frowned.

"What's going on?" asked the knight at the head.

"I—I really didn't mean it, it's all him...... He's going to pounce on himself, and I can't ......," Dick explained in a panic as he hurried to the patrol's feet.

The knight at the head frowned and said, "Don't talk yet, Young Master Grant, can you explain what happened?"

Dick was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Grant behind him, and suddenly there was even more despair in his eyes. He stood up, took a few steps back, and sat down on the ground again, as if his soul had been drained, as if his whole life had turned into a gloom.

Grant also began to stumble to explain, and everything he recounted, naturally, was on Benjamin's side, throwing the blame on Dick. Dick, who was too desperate, also forgot to use Grant's intention to use magic to stop Grant.

"Master Grant, don't worry, we'll take care of this. After listening to Grant's words, the knight in charge said.

Benjamin...... Is he going to die?" Grant hesitated again and asked.

There was guilt in his expression. In the eyes of the knights, he was powerless for his inability to stop this. Only the three people who were really present knew that he felt guilty because he was timid for a moment and chose to stand by and watch.

Maybe in the adult world, this is nothing, and it can even be said to be rational and correct. But for a simple-blooded teenager, this is a betrayal.

Grant betrayed his own beliefs.

"Rest assured, we will heal him. The knight at the head smiled at Grant and replied.

"May God bless you. Grant was silent for a moment and then said.

It looked like a sigh of relief.

And just like that, the whole thing quickly settled. After listening to Grant's account, the patrol took Benjamin, Dick, and the gun in the distance.

No one knew what Dick was going to face.

However, at this moment, as the protagonist of the whole incident, Benjamin is so painful that he is about to lose consciousness. He'd already thrown everything in front of him. What dick, what shooting, what patrol......

There was only one name left in his head:

Michelle.

Fuck Michelle!

If Dick and Grant were careful enough, they would have discovered that Benjamin hadn't actually been shot. Although he was clutching his stomach, there was not a trace of blood oozing out. Benjamin didn't look like he had been shot, but more like he had a sudden illness or had fallen into an evil spirit.

In a sense, Benjamin was indeed evil.

The curse that Michelle planted on him finally ushered in its first attack.