(¥ at Euryale) "Hey, you're good with a bow... but I wanna see how good you are as a gun. You're an Archer, right? I'd think you could fire anything that can shoot." She said, as she tossed one of her rifles to the goddess.
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The goddess was surprised at, for sure, at Nobunaga’s proposition. True, she was an Archer- a class supposedly excelling in ranged weaponry…but a gun? For a start, she had no idea why she was archer to begin with, and her ‘archery’ usually ended up just relying on her EX Rank Luck to land the shot.
She held the gun in her hands, staring at it as if it was bubble gum on the bottom of her shoe. She had never once thought about even attempting to fire a weapon like this, and now she had been thrust into this situation. How bothersome the Demon King could be.
“Well…I suppose it can’t be helped…” She mumbled, lifting it slightly and grasping the trigger with her hand…she had seen Oda hold it sorta like this before, so…?
BANG - !
A beam of magical energy poured from the barrel in much the same way they did whenever Oda fired them…(although it’s worth mentioning it took on a slight pinkish colour and filled the air with the stench of flowers…how odd.) The sound of the rifle going off startled Euryale to such a point that she jumped back and dropped the weapon on the ground.
“Ah..J..Jeez…That startled me!” She regained her composure, crossing her arms across her chest with a slightly annoyed expression. “…Are you happy now, Demon King? I fired it, so I can go now, right?” One has to wonder if she hit anything…
Somewhere across Chaldea, Blackbeard can be found curled up on the floor- complaining about some ‘floral scented beam of pink magic’ striking him right in the groin…how cruel rank EX Luck could be…
