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Chapter 361 & Chapter 362
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Chapter 361 – Night Octopus Hunting
“I mean, is it destroying the farm instead of the fishing grounds?”
“I don’t know… I’ve never seen a giant octopus before.”
But you know, my grandmother in Koriyama once told me a story. She said that when she was a child, an octopus came into the field and stole her daikon radish. I thought it was a joke, but maybe it really happened. It happened again and again, so she got angry, hit it with a stick, and cooked it with daikon. I thought it was my grandmother’s favorite joke. [T/n: No, it really is a joke, lol].
“But that’s no use with a stick.”
“What are you talking about?”
“No, I was just wondering how to defeat it.”
As usual with sea monsters, they grow to a size that is much larger than land creatures. Well, in this world, there are magic powers in addition to the laws of physics, so things like dragons can fly around in the sky.
It’s hard to tell if it’s an octopus or a squid, but it has the silhouette of a cephalopod. It’s stretched out in a radiating pattern, so its total length is unknown, but it’s definitely more than ten meters long when it’s straight. Just the size of its head, which is limp and hanging down, is about as tall as me.
“Do we really have to defeat it? Won’t it just go home after eating the vegetables?”
“With that body, it won’t be satisfied with just a little, will it?”
“You people, it’s dangerous!”
Someone came paddling through the snow. When I looked, it was the plump lady from the neighborhood—the plump lady who gave me lots of vegetables and fish the last time I came.
“Ara, Takifu-san?
“Good evening. I was wondering if there was any way to get rid of that thing.”
“There isn’t. I asked my grandmother about it, and she said that even if you get rid of it, it will just come back. Apparently, the crops around here have a lot of magic in them, and the monsters like to eat them before they lay their eggs.”
“I don’t know about the magic, but the vegetables from the southern territories are indeed delicious…”
In that case, we can’t just leave it. I thanked the old lady and sent her back home.
“Mir, do you know the weak spot of the giant octopus?”
“From its looks, it’s between its two eyes. It’s the same as before.”
“Huh…”
“This time, there are no horns to use as a shield in front of its head. There’s also no thick skull, so even if we shoot it from the front, it won’t be a problem. As for weapons…”
Myrril was a bit lost after saying this.
“Is it hard to hit with an Uji?”
As expected, I don’t think that huge body would be affected by a pistol bullet. Even if you hit the eyeball, the octopus’s brain is probably not behind the eye. I wonder what it is like.
“It’s a shame, but I don’t think it will reach with this thickness.”
“Would you like to try the Winchester?”
“It’s the rifle that defeated the forest wolves. I think I’ll borrow it for a while.”
I took out the full-sized M1894 lever-action rifle and the sawed-off rifle that used the same mechanism, and when I held them out for her to see, Myrril-san looked at them with interest.
“Why did you do that?”
“I don’t know. For indoor combat?”
“If that’s the case, a handgun would be better. Or a shotgun that scatters lead pellets, like the one you gave Minya. With that barrel length and ammunition, the bullet won’t be able to accelerate enough, and it won’t be stable either.”
“I see. Then, Myrril-san, you’ll use a full-sized rifle…”
“No, I’ll use this ‘mare’s leg.'”
“What? Why? You’ve seen its flaws and problems, right?”
“Yes, that’s true of most machines. “
Myrril holds up the mare’s leg.
“Things that have a few flaws are the ones that are loved.”
Chapter 362 – Girl’s Ambition
By pulling the lever, Myrril loads the rifle with ammunition. The magazine tube, which runs parallel to the barrel, has also been shortened so that the rifle can only hold two rounds. If you push it a little further, you can squeeze in another round, but Myrril seems to have decided not to push it any further.
“Interesting mechanism, isn’t it?”
After the first round is loaded, another 30-30 rounds are loaded through the loading port next to the mechanism.
“Originally, it was designed to use high-powered pistol bullets. Where I’ve been, it’s been a popular format for almost 150 years.”
“150 years?”
The skilled dwarf engineer turns around with a look of admiration on her face.
“The weapon itself is newer, but I believe the mechanism is the oldest weapon Myrril has touched. It failed to become mainstream, pushed aside by bolt action rifles like the Remington.”
Lever-action rifles can’t achieve the same level of accuracy or strength as bolt-action rifles, and dirt gets into the mechanism easily. They have a high rate of fire, but with the advent of automatic rifles, that advantage disappeared as well. Nevertheless, they were loved by many people and are still manufactured today through licensed production and other means.
“…Well, it really is beautiful. The look, the design, the history.”
Myrril looks at the mare’s leg with a dreamy expression. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but dwarves, elves, and beastmen all have a tendency to root for the underdog. Is it because their own races and tribes aren’t in the mainstream?
I figured I had to do something, so I grabbed my full-sized M1894 and loaded it with ammo. The two of us, each with a lever-action rifle, faced off in the field on a winter’s night. What a picture. The octopus is still too busy picking vegetables to notice us, but I can’t help but get a bad feeling from the way it’s looking at us.
“Hey, Myrril. Why don’t you use a heavy machine gun or something? This time, you know, we won’t be eating the meat.”
You don’t have to kill it beautifully as long as you can get it down. The most you need to secure is the magic core. There are no houses within a few hundred meters to the northwest, so you don’t have to worry about damaging the surrounding area even with incendiary warheads, and there’s no problem disposing of it by throwing it into the sea.
“That makes sense, but I want to kill it with this.”
“Why?”
“It will be more interesting that way. It’s a strange thing to say, but this weapon is just like Haidar.”
The prince? I can’t think of a single thing about him that resembles a Winchester rifle.
“Actually, it’s that guy. He can’t use his abilities to the fullest, and he’s stuck in a corner, cowering.”
That’s why, Myrril-san says with a laugh.
“We have to realize the value of this guy. We have to use his potential. That’s what I think.”
That’s who Myrril-san is, but of course, if that’s the case, I’ll go along with it.
“It’s starting to move.”
Has it finally had enough to eat, or has it sensed our murderous intent? The giant octopus Myrril was pointing at began to wriggle its huge body. The distance between us and it was about a hundred meters. It was more agile than I had expected and seemed to have a reasonable level of intelligence. It must have moved several hundred meters inland, so it must have a lot of muscle mass.
“As expected from a monster, it’s using its abundant magic power to strengthen its muscles, and it’s using it like a magic barrier as if it were extra.”
The first shot was fired by Myrril. It was in a standing position as if she was holding a pistol in a shooting competition. Why is she aiming with only one hand? It may be short, but it has a stock, and even the small Myrril should be able to place it on her shoulder.
At the moment of firing, there is a thunderous roar, and Myrril’s arm jumps up. Even with the Ruger Alaskan 454 Casull bullet, Myrril’s strong, suppressed arm has risen to nearly 45 degrees.
“Hoh.”
No, it’s not “hoh.” I think the amount of energy is similar to the Casull, but the 30-30 is a full-size rifle bullet, so the difference is probably in the combustion rate. I mean, it’s impossible to use a rifle bullet in a handgun. Although it landed, I don’t know if it worked or not, but the octopus clearly recognized us as the enemy. It lunges at us, lowering its head at a speed that doesn’t match its huge body.
Myrril loads the next bullet by flicking the lever and fires it into the space between its eyes―or rather, I don’t know if you can call it that―as it approaches. The sea monster flinched, but it didn’t look like it was mortally wounded. The distance is just over thirty meters. I wonder if I should use teleportation to escape.
I saw the octopus coming towards us, trembling. Immediately after, its huge body disappeared from sight.
“Whoa!”
“It just changed color. It might work as a distraction if it’s in the water.”
The bullets were loaded through the loading hatch, and Myrril tapped the bullets into the snowy landscape. The landscape, which could only be seen as a snowy plain, turned to a cloudy white color, and the octopus’s body reappeared.
“Hahahahaha!”
You’re laughing a lot, what’s wrong, Mir-san?
“Not yet! Your power is not that! How about howling even louder!”
When Myrril moved the lever and loaded the weapon, a pale light poured out of the ring into the mare’s leg, perhaps by magic.
“Take this!”
With a loud roar, the bullet pierced the body, drawing a slightly distorted spiral trajectory. The giant octopus’ head swayed as if it had been kicked. It remained upright for a moment, then collapsed and went limp.
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