Hard leather boots, stepping on the cobblestone road of the port of Golden Wheat Ear Island.

Alka wears a cotton lining, leather trousers and a pair of boots.

With a large bag on his body, he carried the things he bought.

"It's finally back."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but stretch.

This time the return voyage was very smooth, there were no pirates, the journey was smooth, and it only took a little more than two days to arrive.

He turned back to Halls, who was communicating with people on the shore, and said, "Uncle Halls, let's go first." ”

Halls, who was in the distance, turned his head and nodded at them.

He smiled and waved his hand.

After saying goodbye, the two walked all the way through the town, proved a few words to familiar people, and returned to the gate of their small courtyard along the path in the golden wheat field.

"Sigget, I'll go in first."

"Well, I have to go back too."

Siggett said, and went around the path to the other side.

Arka returned to her hut and put her belongings in order.

After processing, he sat down at the table.

The real harvest of this time is all on the table.

A bag of coins, a pistol, a short spray, and a thumb-sized block of blue crystal.

And a bunch of bullets.

Then he carefully took out the most important map and placed it on the table.

"There are still 20 Silver Serpents left in the money."

Looking at the money in the coin bag, Arka thought.

When he went to sea this time, he only took the silver snake and the two ruby diamonds.

The gold sail and the gold leaf belonged to the large denomination, so he kept it at home.

Two broken diamonds were sold for four silver snakes, and after dealing with the spoils of the pirates, everyone got a share.

Arka was rewarded with three silver serpents for killing the archer.

It's worth half a year's salary.

But it was also a desperate job, and they were not without casualties.

At that time, one sailor died on the spot, and two sailors were so badly injured that they died on the island of Turan without treatment.

However, the purchase of ammunition, clothing and tools, etc., cost him another 5 silver snakes.

Combined with the previous two treasure harvests on the island, he only had 20 Silver Serpents left.

If you add the golden sails and gold leaves, his fortune actually reaches 50 silver snakes.

Absolutely a huge amount of money.

That's the equivalent of a carpenter's wages for ten years.

Truth be told, with these 50 silver snakes, he can do anything on the island and live for him.

This money is a sense of security.

It also illustrates the high profitability of treasure hunting.

Not to mention the more important takeaways.

Thinking of this, he looked at the two guns.

Put the pistol aside and pick up the locker-G3.

With his current strength, there was no problem holding it in one hand.

I just don't know what kind of special abilities this weapon has.

He had absolutely no discerning methods and techniques.

"Let's try it out."

With this in mind, Arka unpacked the ammo box next to him.

The box for pistol bullets is a very brittle and thin wooden box.

I feel that if you break it hard, you can break it, and both the workmanship and the materials are extremely cheap.

The wooden box also has a black brand on it that reads the model number and the place of origin.

【Soke Island Military Factory-Pistol-No. 3】

【gw455-6-4，DF。 】

Sok Island Arka knows that it is a very important steel-making island of the Alliance.

The number after GW should be the date, the date used after the formation of the Blood Gold Alliance.

This year is 456 years, produced last year.

DF is not known.

Pick up the revolver from the table and pop the revolver inside to the left.

The six magazines inside were revealed, and after loading the bullets, they were put back in and turned the wheel.

Picked up the pistol and gestured twice.

After enjoying himself, he took the ammunition for the shotgun again.

The box is obviously much thicker, and it also has a waterproof layer, which is wrapped in a tarpaulin.

Much better than a pistol cartridge.

After all, the price is several times more expensive.

Ten rounds of ammunition were neatly stacked.

This ammunition is a cylindrical shape about the size of an index finger, with a very thin layer of unknown object wrapped around the tiny marbles inside.

You can feel it with a slight shaking.

The ammunition is essentially a container filled with tiny marbles.

Took the Locker-G3 and snapped it open from the grip and barrel connection, and shoved two bullets inside.

After getting it done, he stuffed the pistol into the holster under his arm, and put the short spray on the holster on his thigh.

Picked up two boxes of bullets and went to the courtyard.

Arka looked left and right.

Pick up the planks stacked in the corner of the wall, put a few up and put them in the distance.

It then retreats to a position about 10 meters or so.

If you go back any further, you will hit the wall of the house.

Draw the pistol and aim it.

"Smack!"

With the pull of the trigger, the marbles flew out with the vibration of the gunshot.

The gunfire was not as loud as it had been known, but a dull sound.

It resembles a dull sound that sounds like a vibration striking a bullet inside the barrel.

If you pull away a little further, you may not be able to hear clearly.

As if it were silenced, the concealment was much better than the guns of the previous world.

With a clear sound.

The planks were directly penetrated.

I don't know if it's because of the magic and the sense of control that comes with the ring.

The blow could be described as a precise hit.

"I didn't expect me to be a shooting genius."

Arka thought with a smile.

Then frantically pull the trigger.

After firing 5 shots in a row, empty the remaining bullets.

Almost all of them hit, smashing the planks to pieces, and none of them missed the target.

"The recoil is almost none, it's amazing."

The construction of this pistol is unknown, and the drawings in the secret room have long been blackened and tattered, and it is impossible to see clearly.

However, the vibration can be felt, but there is not much recoil, which should be related to the name.

Earthquakes?

It may be some kind of material that is unique to this world.

Stuff the pistol back into the holster.

Reach out from your thigh and lift the short squirt.

That's the most important thing.

Aim.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the recoil lifts the short jet high.

This recoil is too obvious, but if you are mentally prepared, you can fire two shots with one hand, and you can still control it within a certain range a little.

A piece of wood in the distance smashed directly, and it still hit perfectly.

The steel balls even pierced through the planks and nailed to the wooden walls, which were made of solid stakes one after another.

Very penetrating.

But I didn't feel anything strange at all.

Arka couldn't help but frown.

Picking up the firearm and examining it closely, there was a small thumb-sized eagle ornament on the top of the grip.

After a shot was fired, it was obvious that it could be toggled here.

After two toggles, the noticeable rebound indicates that it has two different gears.

Gently move upwards.

Arka fired another shot.

This time, the new planks were broken directly by the whole penetration, but did not crush.

Sensing that something was wrong, Arka stuffed two more rounds of ammunition.

Through the paddles, two shots are fired.

"I see, but that's all there is to it?"

The upward and downward movement of the paddles indicates that the bullet is spreading or condensing.

But if that's all there is to it, it would be disappointing.

I went over and over and studied it twice, but I didn't come up with anything new.

"Isn't it going to take magic to use its true function?"

The more Arka thought about it, the more he thought it was possible, and he could only insert the gun back into the holster on his lap in a little frustration.

He returned to his room and lay back on his bed.

Staring at the ceiling of the cabin.

It seems that not all magic items are the same as the first rings that can be effective without the use of mana.

"I don't know when the treasure hunt group that the priest of Pakchi said will come."

Arka couldn't help but think.

He yearned for that magical power more and more.