Blessing from the goddess at the beginning, technology VS magic

Are there other humans? Why don't I detect any signs of magic?

Clara felt something was wrong. Oh no! They must have discovered her.

The two humans, a man and a woman, walked to the prey, talking to each other along the way.

Man: "This thing called a shotgun is really useful. It can put down such a big thing in one go."

Girl: "That was so exciting! It was like an adventure! It's a pity that I have never had a talent for magic since I was a child, and my family can't afford to support me to practice swordsmanship, otherwise I would definitely become an adventurer!"

"Forget it, you still want to be an adventurer? I'm afraid you can't even beat the goblins, hahahaha."

The girl punched the boy angrily:

"You sound like you're much better than me. Eh? Why is there an arrow on it?"

After saying this, both the girl and the boy felt an unusual coldness on their necks.

Clara clamped the machete between the two men's necks and said, "Don't move!"

Elves who have lived for more than a hundred years can speak some human language to a certain extent, not because they want to understand humans, but because they are simply too bored sometimes.

【How do you know such an interesting thing? 】

[Just heard from two humans near the forest]

【Do you understand what they are saying? 】

【I learned it】

【I want to learn too! 】

And now everyone can speak human language, and can understand gossip.

The boy begged for mercy first, saying: "Sir Knight, please spare our lives. We will give you whatever you want. Please don't kill us."

The girl followed suit and said, “Yes, yes, don’t kill us!”

“Pull out the arrow for me.”

Man: "Okay, okay, I'll pull it out now, don't kill me"

The reason why the two thought Clara was a knight was because of the previous war between the West Bay Federation and the Day Republic. Most of the knights who escaped could not return to their castles, and did not want to support themselves by labor, so they became bandits.

He robbed the civilians of their food every day to survive, and sometimes he would ask the other village to give him a few girls for his enjoyment, acting like a complete mountain king.

It is precisely because of this that the West Bay United States has now opened up the purchase of guns under the guidance of a certain master, and it should not be a big problem to deal with some low-level knights.

But it is obvious that the man who is holding the knife to his neck is not a low-level knight. Why are there still bandits when he is so powerful? It would be much better to just find a big shot to be his bodyguard.

The boy tried hard to pull out the arrow, but found that it was stuck very deep and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

Clara was also confused at this time. Judging from their actions just now, these two people had no combat experience at all. Even though she was so close to them, she couldn't feel a strong magical aura, and they weren't very strong either.

So how did they kill the beast?

"My Lord Knight, is there anything else you need us to do? If not, can you let us go? You shot this prey with your arrows, please take it, we don't want it."

Forget it, since they are so scared, why not just ask them directly.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what you used to kill it just now!"

The boy raised the double-barreled shotgun in his hand and said, "This..."

This? Clara looked up at the sky and didn't know what the thing in front of her was for. The front end was barrel-shaped and there was no sharp object. She didn't know how to attack.

There is no magical aura, and it is not a magic item.

It's not like a bow or a crossbow. You don't know where to launch the arrow. So what is the use of this thing?

"Try it again and show me"

The boy complained in his mind, "You want me to try again? Haven't you seen a war before?"

Although it was helpless and bullets were not cheap, my life was now in the hands of others and I had to obey.

He had just fired one bullet and there was still one in the other barrel, so there was no need to reload. He aimed directly at an open space and pulled the trigger.

The loud noise really scared Clara, but hundreds of years of training were not enough to make the elf scimitar in her hand tremble.

And she confirmed once again that this weapon did not have any magical fluctuations and was not a magic tool.

"how did you do that?"

The boy didn't understand what she was saying: "This... just push this, and that's it."

“I asked what the principle was?”

"How would I know that? Sir Knight, please spare us."

Do you only know how to use it but don’t know the principle?

"play one more time"

"Come again?"

The boy could only pry open the barrel, reload two new bullets, and then fire again.

This time Clara looked very carefully. The thing that had just been loaded might be the arrow of this weapon. There was a pungent smell with each attack. Perhaps something was used to push the arrow that had just been loaded to shoot.

Then this energy that propels the arrow to shoot may have other uses.

She had a feeling that this new energy could help the elves break free from their current isolation.

It seems necessary to collect more information on the way back. The human world seems to be undergoing some changes, but it is not clear whether this change can save mankind from the fate of extinction.

Clara asked, "Who made this thing?"

"Who made it? Hardy Arms Factory, right?"

"Hardy Arms?"

"Yes! Hardy Arms. Look, there's their trademark on this gun."

The boy pointed it out to Clara.

"Okay, last question, where's the nearest town from here?"

"Keep going east, that's the direction. You'll see it in about a day. Please, don't kill me!"

"Give me some money at the end!"

"Money, money is fine! As long as you don't kill us!"

The boy quickly took out the money he had on him, and the girl also took out the remaining money she had on her, a total of 8 copper coins.

After that, the money in their hands was taken away by a pair of cold and slender hands, and there was no sound. The two of them looked back cautiously, but did not see anyone.

They finally sighed: "Although the money is gone, at least our lives are saved."

The girl suddenly said: "By the way, our prey is still here!"

"Yes, at least this trip is not a loss!"

The two looked back in the direction of the prey and found that most of it had disappeared. Clara was kind enough to leave half for them to eat.

But these two people were in tears. The top-quality furs were not relatively intact, and more than half of them were missing. This was a huge loss of money!

Add to that the money for the three bullets, and now I don’t know whether I made a profit or a loss.