Solo Swordmaster

Chapter 737

#737. Who is it?

wilderness.

It’s on the North American continent.

It was not just a word for dry land.

Whether it’s a rich forest.

a beautiful lake

Or a bustling city.

It meant a place that could be turned into a wasteland overnight by the presence of corrupted spirits.

In that sense, the wilderness was hardly a good place for humans to live.

Except for the transcontinental train, even passing through the wilderness was an act of risking one’s life.

Nevertheless, there were not a few people living in cities built in the wilderness.

it’s a mine

In search of the spirit’s legacy.

Or simply the land of the ancestors.

Those who flowed into the wilderness for various reasons made it their home by fighting against the corrupted spirits or even hunting them.

And rather, they hunted the fallen spirits.

Even if it is corrupted, a spirit is a spirit.

A being with technology that transcends humanity.

It was because selling the parts to a shaman or a company made quite a bit of money.

Of course, among them there was a lot of junk that was better than scrap metal, but on rare occasions, finding really rare parts made my life-changing dream come true.

The North American continent was also peaceful because he hunted the fallen spirits so hard, even if it was because of his greed.

But everything has side effects.

It was the same with the wilderness.

A prime example of this was the Lawless Zone.

In the first place, it’s rare for a normal person to visit the wilderness.

Most of the people who flowed in from the outside were homeless people, criminals, poor people, etc., who were at the end of their lives.

That’s why there were many outlaws in the wilderness who believed in the power of guns rather than the law, and there were not a few cities where even the sheriff was one step away from such outlaws.

That’s how organized crime and conflicts over interests were severe.

It was common for the sheriff to treat such fights between criminal organizations and gunfighters as accidental deaths caused by corrupted spirits.

“…So you want me to give up my district?”

“Oh, that area. You have to speak straight. Was that originally our organization’s area?”

“Huh… Hey Alcapano. There is something I am very curious about.”

So this moment.

Lewis thought.

I don’t know what this is.

And he asked with a sincere question.

“Do you want to die?”

“You’re talking too much, my friend.”

“Excess is damn. Rather, this is enough for a nobleman.”

clap.

The moment you snap your finger.

What comes out is the gun.

heavy handgun.

Long shotgun.

Even a breezy submachine gun.

Dozens of gang members, each armed to their liking, were aiming at Alcapano, who was sitting on the sofa.

“My daughter and I came all the way here, so I wondered what the hell they were thinking, but that’s all they say. I guess you’re crazy at last.”

“As crazy as I am, I’m perfectly sane.”

“Then what’s the matter?”

“What’s wrong? Of course you trust my strong bodyguard here.”

“A bodyguard? something like this?”

Arms crossed.

while wearing a hat.

Standing behind Alcapano.

Let’s just laugh at the corrupt gunman.

In the end, deciding that there was no point in further discussion, Lewis drew his pistol and aimed it at Alcapano.

no, i was aiming

“It’s okay, bastard, just dunk…”

Taang!

“Keep?!”

If the handgun didn’t fly out of nowhere.

Moaning while holding on to the bloodied wrist from the fragments of the smashed pistol.

The culprit that caused this situation.

In other words, seeing the gunman with a pistol drawn and the smoke rising from the muzzle, Louis yelled out loud.

“What are you doing you bastards! Didn’t you shoot quickly…?”

“Ugh.”

“My, my hand…”

Louis hardened.

Dozens of gang members behind him.

It was because I saw them all sitting down with broken guns and bloodied hands.

‘I heard only one supergunshot?’

What kind of magic did he use to make all of his men incapacitated with a single bullet?

Louise, who was fascinated by the amazing and mysterious sight, soon opened her eyes wide.

After putting the pistol in.

The gunman leaned against the wall again.

Because his posture changed and his hat and vest fluttered so that he could finally see it.

“Black Dog!”

black hair.

Scars across the face.

And that slender body.

Originally, it would have been so beautiful that I would have whistled on my own.

But he screamed at the sight of a female gunman whose cowboy outfit and pistol on his waist made him rather creepy because of the scars above all else.

“? ??? ????? ? ?? ???!”

“Oh, bitch. There’s nothing I can’t say to my bodyguard.”

Chi profit.

“Keah!”

Alcapano rubbed the cigar he was smoking on the back of Lewis’ hand and burned the wound.

Then, he tugged at Louise’s hair and smiled softly.

“Now then, friend. I propose again.”

“Uh uh uh…”

“Will you hand over all of your districts to me and go back to your hometown with at least severance pay? Or will it end here?”

Unfortunately indeed.

Realizing that he had been offered an offer he could not refuse, Louis couldn’t help but put on a grim expression.

* * *

“Hahaha, you worked hard. Thanks to you, the work was done easily.”

Perhaps it was thanks to Lewis’ cooperative attitude that he ate an entire section.

Alcapano laughed happily.

Then he took out a heavy wad of bills and held them out.

“Here’s the balance we promised.”

“…”

“Huh? Why not?”

“Sixty cents is not enough.”

“60 cents, what is that…”

in the midst of wondering.

Alcapano made a mysterious expression.

“You mean the price of bullets?”

nod

“haha. Of course, I agreed to pay for the bullets you used, but it’s only one shot, right?”

“A contract is a contract.”

“Don’t ask me like that. Of course, I have no intention of breaking the contract.”

Laughing, Alcapano took a dollar out of his wallet and added it to the bill.

And then, when he saw Black Dog, who received the bundle of bills and returned even the change of 40 cents, he crawled out of his stomach.

“Fhahaha! I’ve heard rumors that Black Dog strictly protects a word once spoken, but I didn’t know it would be to this extent.”

Indeed, he deserved to be known as the best gunman and solver in a short time.

At the end of laughing enough to shed tears.

Alcapano suddenly asked.

“By the way, Black Dog. I’m saying this because I appreciate your skills… Do you have the heart to stop being a fixer and become my exclusive?”

“…”

“Hmm, is it also a rejection?”

Was there no expectation in the first place?

Even as he watched Black Dog shake his head without hesitation, Alcapano did not feel regretful.

I just laughed.

“Okay. Then ask again next time.”

nod

If possible, I hope we don’t meet enemies.

Black Dog did not respond to his words, which were quite sincere for a greeting.

I just left quietly.

down a dark alley.

Cross over the pipe.

with a shady wall.

Black Dog, who was avoiding the eyes of others, suddenly stopped.

And headed to the corner of the alley.

“Welcome! Just opened today…! huh? B Black Dog!”

have just opened

The owner of the restaurant gets scared when he sees her face while diligently carrying and preparing things.

Seeing that reaction, she paused and glanced at her own wrist, while the president groaned in a cold sweat.

“What do you need?”

“…a package.”

“yes?”

“Packing a menu.”

“ah…! Now wait a minute!”

Then the situation he was worried about.

In other words, realizing that the notorious gunman had come to eat, not to shoot and shoot, the boss hurriedly grabbed the pot.

And the hot fried meat was carefully wrapped and served.

Food prices are okay.

After giving money to the reluctant boss.

After taking the package, Black Dog started walking again.

Among the back alleys, inside an old abandoned building with few people.

and after a while

After leaving the abandoned building, she headed towards a building on a relatively main road.

Is there anyone following you?

After carefully checking the surroundings.

It was the moment she stepped into the building.

“Where did he come from and what did he do now?”

“Ah… I have work for a while.”

“So what happened… Oh look at him. Did you bring food again?”

“It’s a new store, but it looked delicious.”

“You shouldn’t buy junk food just because it looks delicious! If you’re hungry, I’ll make you any number of healthy burgers.”

“My aunt’s dishes should be sold at the store.”

“Is this really a kid who knows that and went out without saying a word until this time?”

“I’m sorry…”

“Eh, I apologized, so change your clothes quickly. It’s time to open soon.”

“Your aunt.”

After slightly bowing my head.

she came into the room

And first, after opening the lid of the vent and inserting part of the bundle of bills he had brought into it.

I opened the closet to get a change of clothes, but I stopped suddenly.

And I tried a bite of the fried meat that had been packaged.

Is it because it is a newly opened house?

Or maybe it was because they fried it with the best ingredients, with all their heart and soul, fearing to offend the notorious gunfighter Black Dog.

Tender and juicy meat.

Crispy and sweet tempura.

The fried meat with the texture of the two was a bit cold, but it had enough flavor.

“…it doesn’t even taste like this.”

But why?

With a very disappointed face.

She just took a bite and threw the fried meat into the trash.

And after changing the clothes I took out of the closet.

I looked at the full-length mirror hanging on the wall.

What is reflected is a beautiful face.

Obviously, the appearance itself is the same.

The scars across her face are gone, and instead of her short black hair, she has brown hair that looks strangely ordinary despite her beauty.

Just as Black Dog, the notorious gunslinger, rarely gets noticed for his good looks.

And the moment she fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist.

Squeak.

The brown hair is gone.

What appeared was a brilliant golden light.

At the end of staring at the mirror, the dazzling blonde hair, as if gold had been melted and applied, and the face that finally revealed its off-white color.

She reached out.

Then he touched the surface of the mirror and murmured.

“Who are you…?”

familiar face.

But a strange face.

Who is the owner of this face who looks the same as the chairman of the richest conglomerate in the world but is a fugitive?

She was lost in thought.

“Charlotte! Are you still far away? The door is already open!”

“Yes, go!”

Calm your mind

She turned the bracelet.

So after seeing that his hair had turned brown again, he went back to the store.

She said to the person who came in just in time with a bright smile that matched her waitress outfit.

“Welcome to [Bean Burger of Happiness], guests.”

Like that….

[Happiness’s Bean Burger], a shop in the corner of the wilderness where the owner-chef and two waitresses work, started business today.

…the building across the street.

Not knowing that there is a blue bird with its beak wide open on the roof.