An active hunter from Hokkaido was thrown into another world

Chapter 94 Tyrannosaurus

“Test, test, can you hear me, Shin-kun, Saran-san?”

“Reception is good, Blan-san.”

“I can hear you, Hero-san.”

“Wow, this thing is quite amazing.”

Yes, I understand.

I’m replenishing the bullets used for test firing by loading a single bullet into the magazine. When I removed the ear protector for a moment, I could hear tremendous cheers and boos coming from over here. Hero-san is just facing away from me.

They’ve made it easier for me to attack.

“Manipulated by the kingdom’s plot, defeated the Middle Dragon through unfair means, killed the hero Keyris, and took away that honor. You’re a fake hero.”

“Well… That’s just awful.”

“You’re going to be punish me for this crime, carry out the execution.”

“Sudden death penalty, huh? Who do you think you are?”

“Due to the special grace of the Righteous Hero Church, they’ll give the fake hero a chance to fight the Demon King. In the next life, you should repent for your sins.”

“Are you okay admitting that you’re controlling the Demon King? Is that acceptable?”

“Know that our magic can even control the Demon King.”

The large door at the back of the arena ring opens…

Coming out energetically is…

Two Tyrannosaurus!

“Whaaat?! I didn’t hear about this!”

“Why are there two Demon Kings?”

“Ahahahaha!”

Is laughing the only option now, Hero-san?

Both of them open their mouths wide and threaten.

I adjust the scope’s zoom magnification to make sure both Tyrannosaurus easily fit within my field of view.

Normally, once you find your preferred magnification, you don’t adjust the scope’s magnification anymore. You keep the same magnification all the time. There are plenty of cheap scopes where turning the zoom ring will cause it to go off-target. Since the lens inside is moving, it slightly shifts at that moment.

Similarly, there are scopes that shift when you turn the focus ring.

Those who frequently adjust the turret, saying, “Why is the scope off?” or those who use zoom excessively.

Either avoid zooming or buy a scope more expensive than the gun.

My scope is more expensive than the gun. It’s a March scope. It’s made in Japan!

“The Tyrannosaurus has a collar. Is that some kind of controlling magic? The Triceratops doesn’t have one. Could it be a newly developed magic or something?”

“So, what do we do?”

“No no no, impossible, impossible, impossible! Two is impossible! Help, Shin-kun!”

Even with a half-hearted laugh, Blan-san, your words lack conviction…

“Which one should we go for?”

“The right one! Please, the right one!”

“Understood. Let’s assume it’s the Hero’s magic and try to hit them with something random.”

“Got it!”

Roar.

The dragon roars and the match begins!

I quickly put on my ear protector, operate the bolt, load the first round, and take aim.

The bullet is a full metal jacket.

You might wonder if it’ll penetrate with a full metal jacket, right?

There’s no way it would penetrate that huge creature no matter where you shoot it. I won’t hold back and just let it rip.

Hero Blan-san, still without drawing your sword, you’re creating fireballs with both hands and throwing them one after the other, right and left.

“Keep an eye on the right side Saran.”

I take aim at the right Tyrannosaurus, waiting for the right moment to open its mouth…

The Lapua Magnum’s bullet speed is around 900 m/s, and the time lag at 520 m is 0.6 seconds!

DoggooOOOOOON!!

The tripod vibrates from the impact, the muzzle brake blows back, and the recoil can be felt throughout my body!

The recoil is tremendous, but thanks to the tripod, machine rest, and muzzle brake, it’s greatly reduced. I’ve already fired numerous rounds, so I’m not scared.

I quickly operate the bolt! The large cartridge case flies out!

“I think It hit. It closed its mouth and pulled back.”

Saran’s report.

“I’m aiming for its mouth!”

“It should work, right? Please don’t let it bounce higher than its mouth. You might hit Blan-san.”

“Stop it――――!”

Blan-san has been cornered to the edge of the ring. The right Tyrannosaurus has its mouth wide open, but blood is dripping from inside.

Stiffened due to a mysterious intense pain passing through the body.

Blan-san runs through the right Tyrannosaurus’s legs, turns around, draws the sword, and strikes its leg!

The right Tyrannosaurus roars with its mouth wide open.

One more shot into that mouth!

DoggooOOOOOON!!

“This one went in properly!”

“How do you know?”

“The blood didn’t splatter.”

I see, so it went deep inside the body without grazing anywhere.

“I sliced the tendon too!”

What Blan-san just struck was indeed the Achilles tendon of the Tyrannosaurus!

The right Tyrannosaurus collapses with a thud!

Truly a versatile battle sword!

The Tyrannosaurus walks on two legs, keeping its body horizontal.

What happens if you shoot a Lapua Magnum with a full metal jacket into the open mouth of that Tyrannosaurus?

The bullet continues to move forward, tearing through the deep interior of the body, losing energy until it stops. The internal organs are torn apart by two bullets.

Instant death might not be possible, but massive bleeding from the internal organs is now 100% inevitable. A fatal wound.

Even as it falls and struggles, it’s spewing a large amount of blood.

“Hyaa―――!”

Being pursued by the other Tyrannosaurus, Blan-san runs from one end of the ring to the other. Well, of course, you’d run. Right now, I can see the back of the Tyrannosaurus.

Blan-san changes direction suddenly at an unbelievable speed,

While running through, Blan-san strikes the Tyrannosaurus’s leg!

The Tyrannosaurus roars in pain with its mouth wide open.

“It might have been a bit shallow. These guys are definitely under some kind of magic!”

“So, what do we do with it?”

“Um, I’ll try to handle it myself. Thanks.”

Blan-san, who ran forward and came back, turns to face the Tyrannosaurus.

The Tyrannosaurus, which went to the other end, turns around and opens its mouth wide to intimidate.

The actions of the Tyrannosaurus are limited to opening and closing its mouth…

Can’t be helped. Its hands are like that after all.

The fallen Tyrannosaurus on this side is also struggling with its mouth wide open, barely hanging on.

Shall I put it out of its misery?

…If I were to shoot from behind the upper jaw in its mouth, the bullet might reach its brain.

It’s too much of a weak point, though.

DoggooOOOOOON!!

It seems this one hit properly too. It started convulsing.

I’m shooting inside the mouth because this is a battle against a hero.

You wouldn’t want to find bullet marks on the body later, would you? So, I shoot into the mouth.

No matter how tough the exterior is, the inside of the mouth is a weak point. It’s a common trait among living beings.

The fallen Tyrannosaurus is writhing in agony, its body contorting.

If we leave it alone, it will die. Blood is pouring out of its mouth, forming a crimson stream that flows like a waterfall outside the ring.

“Hey, Shin-kun.”

“Yes?”

“What do you think will happen if we cut that collar?”

“Well, if it were a dog, it would probably be happy and run away.”

“Yeah, right――――.”

Blan-san positions the sword diagonally behind him, striking a pose that seems like a surprise attack.

Although he’s holding it with both hands.

He wouldn’t bother holding a two-handed sword with one hand. Truly remarkable.

Pulling out a two-handed sword with one hand and claiming it’s the fastest and strongest, who came up with that idea, I wonder.

The approaching Tyrannosaurus, with a heavy thud, opens its mouth wide, attempting to bite Blan-san. But he sidesteps and jumps while swinging his sword.

Impressive!

The collar has been cut!

Blood spurts out. Was the neck slightly cut too?

The Tyrannosaurus lowers its head…

Now it raises its head, opens its mouth, and roars.

Roaring towards the sky.

Dripping blood from its neck, it continues to roar.

Still roaring.

Continuously roaring towards the sky.

What’s happening?

Dragging its shallowly cut leg, the Tyrannosaurus turns its back to Blan-san and heads to the edge of the ring. It’s leaving the ring on its own.

The large door that it entered from. The large door that’s now closed.

It’s been ramming into it repeatedly.

Thud, thud.

After a few collisions, the door breaks!

There are quite a few summoners outside, seemingly casting spells, but it’s having no effect at all.

The Tyrannosaurus has gone behind the door…

Saran and I remove our ear protectors and exchange glances.

“… Is it over?”

Blan-san is receiving intense boos.

“It seems like something worked.”

A communication comes through.

“Then, let’s greet the audience.”

“Yes, I almost forgot.”

Looking through the scope, I see Blan-san wiping the sword with cloth, sheathing it, taking off the hat, and bowing to the audience.

To the right, to the left, forward, backward.

Elegant. Truly the actions of a hero.

“Oh dear, something seems odd.”

Oh wow, soldiers are entering the ring!

Zombie soldiers!

They’ve surrounded Hero-san from a distance.

Are they trying to make sure he doesn’t return alive no matter what?

“It looks like there’s someone not satisfied. Should I deal with them?”

“As you wish. Just come back when you’re done.”

“Understood!”

“Saran, prepare to retreat.”

“Wow, this sword is amazing! Zombies go down in one hit!”

Well, that’s great to hear.

It’s all thanks to the blessings of the goddess Nanotesu.

I place the magic bag on the floor and open it.

There, I carefully place the Remington M700 Lapua Magnum that I removed from the machine rest back into the bag. It’s a precision instrument, after all.

Oh, and I should take care of this too.

I quickly gather the huge spent cartridges from the Lapua Magnum. There are two of them lying around.

One cartridge is still in the chamber. I’ve only fired three shots.

Saran sticks the tripod with the spotting scope into the ground, and I place my folded tripod next to it. Then, Saran becomes agitated.

“Shin! Something is climbing up from below!”

They’ve noticed, huh? Well, it did make quite a loud noise.

Saran unsheathes her sword, and I put all the remaining bullets into the magic bag. Then, I retrieve my trusted M870 that I’ve been using all along. I take out two boxes of buckshot shells from the bag and slide one box into each of the large pockets on my left and right sides. After that, I deactivate the magic bag.

While slug shells usually come in boxes of five or ten, buckshot shells like backshot are sold in boxes of twenty-five. If you need to grab them quickly, these are the way to go.

Looking back and gazing out the window, I see Blan-san slashing away amidst a circle of zombie soldiers!

Truly impressive, using the blessed sword from Nanotesu-san!

“Blan-san, it seems like enemies are approaching over here too!”

“Oh, really? Well then, I’ll head back!”

As I load my M870 with a click-clack, Saran thrusts her sword into a climbing zombie soldier that has reached us!

With a rattling sound, she knocks them down the stairs.

Climbing over the bodies of their companions, more zombie soldiers continue to ascend the stairs.

I stand beside Saran, drop to one knee, and pump the fore-end of my M870 once to chamber a shell. I take aim and deliver a backshot to the face of one of the soldiers!

“Wow, there are so many!”

There must be more than fifty of them coming up!

Bang, bang, bang!

I fire rapidly, knocking them down one after another!

It’s just a matter of time with this number.

“Here comes, Shin-kun!”

Blan-san calls out to me from behind. He must have teleported here!

“Can you teleport, Blan-san?!”

“Just give me a moment, just a moment. I need a bit more time to stall!”

That’s the situation.

Blan-san is taking out a bottle and chugging it.

“What’s that?”