Survival Story of a Sword King in a Fantasy World-Chapter 51

Newbie’s Appearance (1)

A few days had passed since the “unidentified evil spirits incident.”

The lives of Han-bin and his party had also returned to normal.

Ryu Han-bin consistently threw Artis and Effir into the Dungeons.

Both eagerly absorbed energy and raised their levels.

They also didn’t neglect to acquire new skills whenever they qualified.

At the backyard of Artis’ house, located near the Crete Valley, Effir took a deep breath as she assumed a stance.

“Sigh…”

Unlike usual, she wasn’t holding her twin blades.

Among the magic swordsmanship, there was also a technique that utilized bare hands.

She raised both hands and pretended to pull back the string of a bow.

-Magic Sword: Arrow of Flame!

Flutter!

A bow of light appeared in her hands, and a burning arrow was nocked on it.

As soon as she released the string, the arrow cut through the air and hit her target.

Baang!

The target shook due to the light explosion.

Effir tilted her head to see if she was pleased with the result.

“It’s harder to control the Force than I thought. I have to practice a lot.”

Ryu Han-bin, who was watching, stuck his tongue out.

“You can’t say that after you’ve succeeded after two thrice.”

While the magic sword scroll made it easier to learn the technique, it wasn’t by a lot.

Artis also failed several times when learning the new magic scrolls.

‘That alone shows your great talent.’

The Guidelines brought her status to Han-bin’s eyes.

[Race: Human. Magic Swordsman Lv. 36]

Not long after she became a human, she had already caught up with the level of Artis in the past.

‘Artis wandered about 70 years trying to raise the Mage’s level, maybe?’

That didn’t mean that she had already caught up.

Artis had also become quite strong over the same duration.

Ryu Han-bin looked at the red-haired man meditating across the yard.

[Race: Human. Mage Lv. 46]

Both were growing at a rapid pace.

Well, it wasn’t strange, considering all the energy they had absorbed.

Ryu Han-bin rose.

“I have to work hard too.”

In the meantime, he steadily learned Maxbrid Martial Art.

Thanks to it, he was slowly fixing his own techniques, which were full of flaws.

Above all else, he was able to learn how to deal with people.

Because he only fought with Demon Dog, he did not have much experience in combat with humans.

‘I still don’t have any idea how to learn Aura, but that’s not a matter to be hurried.’

If he could learn Aura in a few days just by reading a book, there wouldn’t have been anyone in the world who hadn’t mastered it.

“Only those who have built a strong foundation can build a tall tower.”

Recalling the teachings of the book, Han-bin continued to wield his black sword.

Because of the Guidelines error, he couldn’t level up and acquire skills like other Earthlings.

So what? What was wrong with that?

‘I just have to learn it myself.’

In the first place, it was strange for technology to just drop from the air.

Latnains and many people on Earth developed their own skills to become stronger.

That was normal.

While sweating, Han-bin struck his arms out.

With the right reason, the enormous black sword tore through the air fiercely.

“Taah!”

* * *

They had to take a break after enthusiastically training for such a long time.

They all sat together in the living room as they sipped on a cup of tea.

Han-bin voiced out his thoughts.

“Should I practice using bows too?”

He was quite confident in throwing, but he had never tried using bows.

“When I was in the Rocky Mountain, I tried making bows and arrows with the bones of a Demon Dog, but I didn’t produce any good result.”

The bones of the Demon Dog had sufficient elasticity and strength to make a strong bow.

The Demon Dog’s tendon was also tough enough to make a string.

However, Ryu Han-bin’s dexterity couldn’t keep up with the materials.

“Rather than failing and making a mess, it was better to just throw stones.”

Not all Earthlings that fell into the other world could make things properly.

He was more like a liberal-arts type of person, and he wasn’t as experienced in making practical objects.

Producing the same appearance didn’t mean the performance of the item was the same as well.

The Demon Dog’s shoulder bones that he used was so huge it caused the center of gravity and grip to become unbalanced.

“Huh?”

Effir gave a suspicious look.

“If you can master it, of course, it will be useful. But is it easy to find a bow that you can use?”

Standard bows could never withstand Han-bin’s power.

“I think it would be much stronger for you to throw a stone than to use a weak bow. Your hit rate is high anyway.”

She still hadn’t forgotten the frightening series of boulders and other debris that had flown towards her.

The memories of her life flashing before her eyes weren’t easy to forget.

Ryu Han-bin shrugged.

“It has been polished for quite a long time after all.”

Even so, bows would be more useful if he could use them with the same efficiency.

“So, I thought I had to learn it… Wait.”

Suddenly, Han-bin’s eyes lit up.

“Shall we make a gun?”

Of course, he didn’t have the talent to make his own guns.

But what if he provided the idea and then borrowed the power of Latna’s blacksmith or Mage?

“Making gunpowder would be a problem. Still, once I give the basic knowledge, then…”

Effir frowned at Han-bin.

“Gun?”

“Oh, guns are weapons from our world…”

He was just trying to explain, but she cut his words.

“I know what a gun is. It’s a gunpowder weapon used on Earth.”

“Eh?”

Yes.

He wasn’t the only Earthling that had fallen on Latna.

Of all those people, Ryu Han-bin wasn’t the only one who came up with the idea of making a gun.

Artis and Effir shook their heads.

“Han-bin, it can’t be helped. You are an Alien too, after all.”

“Why do Aliens always want to make guns?”

Ryu Han-bin looked at them blankly.

After hearing the story, he realized no Earthling had ever thought of making a gun.

“Do you have guns in this world?”

That made no sense.

So why did everyone shoot arrows?

“There used to be.”

Artis answered in a carefree way.

“More than 30 years ago, before the Great Earth went crazy.”

* * *

After the first Alien appeared, many Earthlings fell to the Latna Continent.

The first thing they wanted to make was a gun.

Honestly, when modern people looked at Latna’s old-fashioned weapons, they couldn’t help but think of a gun.

Recalling the past, Artis continued.

“In the beginning, I heard that some people made pretty good things.”

Unlike Effir, who was only 18 years old, Artis was a 150-year-old Dragon.

He started to wander around the world as a Hunter about 40 years ago.

He knew quite a bit about what was going on at the time.

“A combination of gunpowder, Musket? Well, they developed a weapon of that name.”

However, it was not accepted by the Latna people.

“Because it had no great use.”

The utilization of guns was not as high as the Earth if magical transcendental forces existed.

Especially early guns like Musket.

“There was also a serious drawback: Anyone could use it.”

“Isn’t that an advantage? Even ordinary people who suffered from monster attacks will be able to protect themselves.”

Han-bin, unable to understand, asked since that was just the way people on Earth thought. Levels didn’t exist there, after all.

Artis looked at him dead in the eye.

“If an unqualified person gains strength without effort, the order of the world will be broken.”

People had to undergo long training to master old-fashioned weaponry.

On the other hand, guns could kill people just by having their triggers pulled.

“Even a child would be capable of killing people with that thing. Doesn’t that sound like an idea from the Devil? Of course, it was designated as a taboo item across the continent.”

In other words, it was similar to a Unique Item.

Han-bin stuck out his tongue.

“Wow, does that translate that way?”

Of course, no matter how much people banned it, efficient weapons would eventually be widespread in the end.

If monsters killed people even though it was illegal, who was to blame?

In fact, it was said that crossbows were illegal in the past since it could kill with a single trigger pull, but they were so widespread throughout the Latna Continent that they had no choice but to allow its existence.

The problem was that the Aliens would become the continent’s meritorious subject, and most of the Earth’s culture and goods were taboo.

“In particular, in the case of gunpowder weapons, The Thinkers paid special attention.”

Like those who laughed at the level of Latna’s civilization, Aliens did not hide information about the Earth’s guns.

The Thinkers, the Mages who encountered the concept of the Earth’s weapon, came to a tense conclusion.

-At the moment, gunpowder weapons are not very threatening, but if the Earth’s advanced weapons are reproduced in Latna, we believe that chaos will occur.

They had to come up with a countermeasure.

“Gunpowder weapons had a serious weakness.”

A wide array of subtle fire barrier magic was created aiming at that weakness.

It wasn’t powerful magic, either.

It was just a barrier with meaningless power, just smoked out of dry straw.

But gunpowder just exploded!

It was too simple, so it was not difficult for anyone to use it with a Mage’s business card, and it was easy to turn it into a Magic Tool.

Of course, guns quickly disappeared from Latna.

“It’s useless, and it’s tricky to make, but if you get caught making it, you’ll become a criminal.”

“But who’s going to make it?”

“Just in case, don’t even talk about guns to anyone, Mr. Han-bin. The knowledge is so common that I forgot to tell you.”

Artis and Effir had to make sure.

Ryu Han-bin groaned.

“Hmm…….”

Well, it was quite different from what he imagined.

He knew that a lot of transformation would occur on the Latna Continent with the power of advanced civilization as the 21st century’s Earthlings poured out.

However, intellectuals in this world were also difficult.

Rather than being astonished like a monkey at encountering the Earth’s civilization, they analyzed the concept calmly and rationally accepted its usefulness.

The Thinkers ignored the gunpowder weapon itself, but they were rumored to have accepted the firearm’s functional structure.

It was like a magic cannon that shot out massive amounts of bullets using repression magic.

“You know that magic cannons are useless to you, right?”

Ryu Han-bin sighed.

“It’s going to have a level requirement, of course.”

He reached a conclusion.

“I must give up on guns.”

He was going to buy a bow suitable for his level and learn archery instead.

“Can I get a decent bow around here?”

Artis livened up.

“Let’s go. It’s time to get new equipment for Effir anyway. Let’s also look for your bow.”