A Hidden Tycoon has Been Discharged From the Military - Chapter 88
Only Ranovel
Episode 88
“Has it been confirmed?”
“okay. “No problem.”
Despite the dwarf’s blunt tone, Daryl checked his equipment as if nothing had happened.
The leather armor dyed black, various equipment, the subspace pouch, and all of Darryl’s possessions were all there, and like a veteran ranger, his expression did not change at all, but he sighed in relief.
“of course! “Dwarves know how to be greedy for what belongs to others!”
The dwarves around them all nodded in agreement as they pounded their chests and shouted, but Daryl and Gyaum showed strange expressions.
Dwarves literally consider it a sin to covet other people’s things, but there are always exceptions.
When a dwarf sees a strange object or rare material, he or she takes it by any means possible, examines it, and processes it.
It is said that an object processed in this way will be returned to its original owner, but what is the meaning of an object that has already lost its original appearance?
Since it has been touched by a dwarf, its value will increase, but it is still different from its original purpose, so there cannot be no complaints.
Dwarves, considered the best craftsmen on Terra, are a race respected everywhere, but their self-righteous behavior always causes conflict.
Isn’t John like that right now?
On the day of the auction in Oldum, a dwarf who coveted the floating stones attacked and was killed by Jon. As a result, Jon became a member of the church. Perhaps Saxony’s misfortune was due to the dwarves’ self-righteous behavior.
Since they were not unaware of this behavior, Daryl and Gyaum’s expressions couldn’t help but become strange, and Gyaum’s eyes secretly fell on John, but John didn’t seem to think anything of it.
Crash.
“oh. Did you have anything like that?”
“······It’s a trophy.”
An item from Daryl’s subspace pocket.
A pistol that appeared to be in good condition, having been treated with great care, was in Daryl’s hand, and of course John knew its identity.
IMI DESERT EAGLE.
Among them, it was one that used 50AE bullets, and John was able to guess the source of this item without difficulty.
The battle between the Shadow Elf Rangers and humanity.
The Elf Rangers were destroyed in a single battle in which reinforcements were deployed, but this is by no means saying that the battle was easy.
Stealth techniques and quick movements that transcended human common sense literally fooled the regular soldiers, and the battle itself was not established until the reinforced soldiers were deployed.
In the meantime, a lot of information and weapons were captured, and perhaps due to the nature of the military species called rangers, the elves quickly became accustomed to human weapons.
Although they are already very tough enemies, the elf ranger’s fighting power, who has even taken possession of humanity’s firearms, is truly formidable.
Due to the nature of human weapons, a huge supply was needed, and there was no way to continuously obtain ammunition. Fortunately, if we had made a mistake, one of the wires could have been blown away.
Recognizing the seriousness of the situation, the field headquarters urgently deployed a reinforced troop division, and although large-scale mana suppressors were mobilized to the front lines to greatly suppress the Shadow Elves’ mana use, the battle continued for an entire day and night.
Although the enemy was destroyed, the damage to humanity was significant, and the battle even served as an opportunity to hastily revise the tactics for dealing with different races.
It’s only natural that John remembers Darryl’s face.
“······It was a pretty good item. Sophisticated. “I don’t know why they made that.”
“I opened it.”
Daryl narrowed his eyes and glared at the dwarf as he slowly turned his head, and John, grinning, took the pistol from Daryl’s hand.
Crash.
Pull the bolt and look inside.
Clunk, clank, clank.
I checked the sound by sliding it one after another.
“It’s in good condition. “I could use it right now.”
Those who directly encountered humanity and understood the effectiveness of weapons would not have thought about replicating humanity’s weapons.
But the result was failure.
Although most of Terra, including humanity, do not know this, there was a time when not only dwarves and gnomes, but also wizards, shamans, and alchemists gathered together to gather technology, but ultimately failed.
The level of metallurgical technology was very different, and there was no foundation for basic chemistry.
All of humanity’s objects are the crystallization of science that has been accumulated endlessly.
They are not simply made up of a single technology, but are created by intertwining them like a web of civilizations, so there is no way to imitate them.
In the end, the project failed, and only a few souvenir-level items ended up in the hands of influential people.
Although research continues in secret, human technology is still a mystery to the races of Terra.
“······It’s just a souvenir anyway. “It’s useless without bullets.”
Daryl sighed softly.
Since they directly encountered humanity and even captured and used their weapons, they know better than anyone else the horror of these objects.
They use mana, and it is said that even if they are hit directly, they can somehow endure and move forward, but that doesn’t mean their power goes anywhere.
In fact, during the battle, some Rangers succeeded in adding mana to bullets, and the bullets fired in that way showed tremendous power.
Humanity’s weapons are the items that can change even the Shadow Elf Ranger’s combat doctrine, so even during the desperate escape, this pistol was the only thing he could not throw away.
John, seeing Daryl’s face full of regret, chuckled and then lightly turned his palm over.
yes.
With a light vibration, the space above John’s palm seemed to distort and something popped out.
“Take it.”
“······What?!”
What came out were four magazines.
“It’s a 50AE bullet. “I could probably use it for at least one battle.”
Most pistol magazines were standardized, and there were quite a few of them in John’s warehouse.
Crash.
Daryl, with a mesmerized expression, inserted the magazine and pulled the slide with skillful hands.
He looks like a veteran soldier, holding a pistol with both hands and pointing it at the front.
John whistled at the sight, which seemed too mature to be said to have been learned during battle.
“······Thank you.”
“The point man should not be poorly armed.”
Daryl’s face darkened at the sight of John speaking with an expression of obviousness.
I am grateful to be thankful and finding freedom is something to be happy about, but when I think about the price I have to pay for it, my complexion naturally darkens.
But soon he raised his face and put on a determined expression.
Contracts are sacred.
Shadow elf rangers absolutely abide by contracts unless their employers break them first.
Even though the unit disintegrated and he was unable to return to his hometown, that doesn’t mean Daryl isn’t a ranger.
“What is the goal of the operation?”
John looked satisfied as Daryl’s expression changed to that of a soldier.
There is no other reason why John remembers Darryl.
It was a fierce battle, but it was because he was closer to a human soldier than any of the other races of Terra that John had faced so far.
Each one was close to a veteran soldier and the military discipline was very strict, so not only John but also the reinforcements who fought with them were deeply impressed.
If you don’t trust these people, who will you trust?
This is why John didn’t look back at the prison anymore when he found Daryl.
“Breaking through the Saxony Mountains. “As quickly and without damage as possible.”
“ACCEPT!”
Daryl straightened his posture and his expression hardened.
“This is Sergeant Darryl Lorenz of the Shadow Elf Ranger Alpha Battalion.”
“This is Major John Smith, a reinforcement soldier who was part of the UN Pioneer Expeditionary Corps.”
The magic of the transcendental man, who sacrificed his life to eliminate the language barrier, delivered the translated meaning to each other’s ears, and that was enough.
***
As Jon and Gyaum, accompanied by Daryl, fully armed with the black leather armor unique to shadow elves and weapons hidden throughout their bodies, left the prison, Gunther and the dwarves followed them.
The sun-drenched streets of Saxony had a unique dynamism, but only for a moment.
The moment John and his party appeared, a thick, murderous atmosphere began to spread, and the dwarves, including Gunther, gave a stern look.
“······What have you done?”
“It’s nothing special.”
There was no way a veteran who could describe the unusual atmosphere of the streets and the intense focus on life would have missed it, and although he made a surprised expression at the completely different appearance of the streets of Saxony that he knew, John’s expression did not change much.
It’s literally nothing special.
Jon truly thought so, and the faces of Gunther and the dwarves crumpled horribly when they heard Jon’s words, but as expected, Jon didn’t care.
Perhaps because of the tight security and security, the attack did not take place until they arrived at the inn, and while the dwarf guards were strictly guarding the outskirts of the inn, Gunther and his party entered the inn.
“Kruk.”
In the corner of an empty restaurant with no customers, Kiba lightly raised his hand, and soon everyone’s eyes turned to the table in front of Kiba.
“Ugh.”
Uno, lying sprawled across his face, was moaning and suffering, and the bruises carved all over his face looked like traces of an incredibly intense battle.
“It must have been pretty intense.”
“Kruk.”
Kiba snorted and shook his head at John’s question, and Gyaum smiled when he saw that.
“It looks like you had a hard time. Uno. So did you win?”
“of course! “Revolutionary warriors do not lose to their oppressors!”
Even in the midst of suffering, Uno bravely shouted, and Kiba looked at him as if he was pitiful, so it was not difficult to predict the direction of the game just by looking at this.
“Say hello.”
John brought Daryl forward, who was standing quietly as if he was not there.
“This is Sergeant Darryl Lorenz. “He is our guide.”
“······You can call me Daryl.”
When Daryl, looking a little embarrassed, stepped forward, Uno, who seemed to have forgotten the pain for a moment, opened his eyes wide and stood up.
“wow! “My skin color just changed!”
“······It’s because I’m a shadow elf.”
Uno, seeing something strange in the world, jumped up and down on the table, and Daryl smiled bitterly.
If another race had brought up this story, their swords would have been immediately thrown away, but the opponents were gnomes.
Because I know you are truly amazed.
There are countless sects of elves who adapt to the environment they live in, but there are sects that are clearly etched into the world’s consciousness, and among them are the shadow elves.
Their basic appearance is no different from that of an elf, with pale, gray skin.
But their true characteristic is their skin itself.
Depending on the surrounding environment, the color of the skin can change like a chameleon, and this is maximized when in the dark.
I have no idea what kind of environment they lived in that allowed them to adapt like this, but these characteristics of shadow elves make them natural assassins.
The skin itself can be camouflaged, and the unique mana training method developed accordingly has strengths in concealment and endurance.
Shadow elves are a race that seems to have been born for special warfare.
That was the time when Daryl and the group became familiar with each other.
“I need you to move quickly.”
Gunther, who had been quietly watching the group, opened his mouth in a heavy voice, and the earnest and strong emotions in his voice penetrated into everyone’s hearts.
Even at this very moment, there were countless dwarves targeting John, and the time John spent in the city was directly related to his life.
John grinned as he met Gunter’s gaze, which was staring directly at him with hollow eyes.
“Sure.”
“······thank you.”
To Gunther’s relief, Jon turned around.
“It’s not a thankless task.”
John’s voice flowed over Gunther’s startled shoulder.
“The battlefield would simply have changed from a city to a mountain range.”
I got goosebumps without realizing it because of how cold my life was.
“Those who will die anyway will die.”
Gunther’s eyes were greatly shaken by the assertion that seemed to be an absolute proposition.