A Gunslinger’s System in a World of Magic

The Bounty Hunters shared looks and then the one who had handled the conversations thus far said,

"Never heard of you."

"Of course, you haven't," Henry said with a shrug.

'I haven't been doing well 'making a name for myself' but I can't very well go yelling it all over the countryside, now can I?

From experience, I know infamy spreads eventually so I'm not at all in a hurry. Right now, at least, I'm far more focused on how to get the fuck out of this!'

"Doesn't matter who you are, I suppose. If you can lead us tell us to your hideout, that's good enough," The Bounty Hunter said.

"And you've killed so many of the dead weight that the reward money can go around better," Another said with a greedy look in his eyes,

"A quarter of a million Verlans shared in six ways is a lot of money."

'250,000 Verlans is indeed a lot. To them, least. The item on Angus's chest is worth more than Ten times that, I'd assume. But, how would they possibly know that?' Henry thought and even allowed himself a shake of his head.

"Hey stop that," the Bounty Hunter who had handled the conversations the most so far said with his gun pointed aggressively at Henry,

"Now tell us where it is. The hideout. Or better still, lead us to it."

Henry frowned and glanced out the corner of his eyes at Tony barely holding on,

'I'm wasting time. I have to end this now,' he thought decisively, 'But fuck, will it HURT!'

Henry slowly brought his hands down until his palms were by the sides of his face and then, in a quick move bolstered by his agility, he twisted his wrist, and 'The Hydra's Sting' appeared in his hand.

"Oi!' The Bounty Hunter yelled and made to clench the trigger of his gun but it was too late.

Henry had pointed and fired an acidic green bullet that traveled faster than any bullet any of them had ever witnessed and struck the target's chest.

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

Green veins popped out all over the bounty Hunter's torso and spread to his neck and next to his head as his eyes went bloodshot. He dropped his rifle to the ground and raised his head with his mouth open in a silent scream as a green mist began to flow out of it.

His life gone, the Bounty Hunter fell to the side of his horse and because they were all tightly grouped, he slammed into someone by his side before he was smacked away so that he fell backward and hit the ground with a thud where he continued to leak the green mist.

The remaining Bounty Hunters could hardly care about the mist or the death of another of their previously large number.

In the corners of their minds, they knew that was another man out of his share of the reward money and as they did quick calculations in their heads now that they only had to share the money in five ways, they fired their guns almost reflexively.

"THIS BASTARD!!!" A couple of them yelled before the shots went off.

Even as he fired his shot, Henry was already leaping away, having anticipated the reactions his act of rebellion would cause. Because of his preemptive act, most of the first rounds of fired shots missed with one hitting him in the thigh.

[You have lost 4 Hit Points]

[Hit Points: 73/80]

Henry groaned but knew the job was not yet done. He had to give the <Numbing Gas> the time to work and knew the shooters wouldn't yet stop. He rolled away from the spot he had fallen to on the ground and while bullets hit the ground away from him, some still struck him.

Two in the ribs…

[You have lost 5 Hit Points]

[You have lost 5 Hit Points]

[Hit Points: 63/80]

Two more in the thighs…

[You have lost 4 Hit Points]

[You have lost 4 Hit Points]

[Hit Points: 55/80]

One in the shoulder…

[You have lost 3 Hit Points]

[Hit Points: 52/80]

And Three in the back…

[You have lost 6 Hit Points]

[You have lost 6 Hit Points]

[You have lost 6 Hit Points]

[Hit Points: 34/80]

'AH FUCK!' Henry yelled in his head at the pain of the bullets striking his body even after he dodged at least a dozen already.

He had expected the pain and had only hoped he would be fortunate and his head would be spared but the sheer number of shots the morons fired were completely beyond his expectations.

'How they can possibly think they're not shooting to kill is beyond me. These idiots!!!'

And then the shots stopped…

Henry let the pain of the bullets mellow into dull aches as they always did before he stood off the ground with a groan to look at the Bounty Hunters on horseback. Their eyes were all bugged out in horror as the green mist of the <Numbing Gas> successfully permeated into them through their breathing. They, as well as their horses, were locked in place.

Speaking of the horses, paralyzed as they were, they were unable to stably remain on their four legs, and with a slump, they went to the ground, shaking the Bounty hunters off their backs.

As Henry approached them, he put 'The Hydra's Sting' back into his Inventory and picked his Revolvers off the ground.

"What— What did you do…?" One Bounty Hunter struggled to say.

"What magic is this?" Questioned another.

<Numbing Gas>… An attack Henry had only ever used when he was down on Mana Points and facing an enemy he needed magic to kill. It was perfect for enemies in a group like this and he would have maybe considered using it earlier had they all not been riding at top speeds that would have left whoever he shot far behind before the Paralysis could really set in.

Plus, he never really felt he needed Magic for this bunch.

How wrong he was?

Henry stared blankly at the questions. He had no time to carry on a conversation. He raised his bronze and gold painted gun and, five shots later, they were all dead.

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

[Kill-Reward: 10 Exp]

He didn't forget to loot the dead.

"-You could have asked me to do something-" Nyx grumbled behind him.

"It would have made things far more complicated and lengthy," Henry told her quietly.

"-And what you did wasn't complicated?-" Nyx questioned, "-You are riddled with holes!-"

"I'll be fine," Henry said and looked over at Tony,

"He's the one in danger."

Out of his Inventory, Henry pulled out a Healing Potion and walked quickly over to Tony to press it against his lips,

"Here, drink this."

Tony's eyes flickered open weakly and he eyed the potion,

"What's that?" He asked.

"It'll help you," Henry said.

"Mmm, well, there would be no point in poisoning a dying man, would there?" Tony asked and took the potion from Henry's hands and drank it.

As the liquid flowed down his throat, healing some of his wounds, Tony perked up a bit. Some color returned to his quickly sallowing skin and he was able to pull himself almost completely upright on his horse.

"Wow," he said, "Incredible stuff. Works like Magic. Where'd you get it?"

"Around," Henry said with a smile.

"Won't you have needed it more, though?" Tony said with a gesture at Henry's bullet holes.

Henry shook his head,

"Nah, I'll be fine till we get back to the Mansion. And we SHOULD get going."

Tony smiled weakly,

"Lead the way."