The Cloud-Raised Brave Man's Travels

So that's the end of the topic...

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In the afternoon, Remnant couldn't wait to drag Cecilia to the Lateran gun training ground. By the way, the guardian gun that the Pope gave to Cecilia is a six-shot revolver, but don't underestimate its power just because it is a pistol. In the unreasonable world of Terra, everything is linked to Originium. This guardian gun looks like a gun, but it is actually an Originium staff. Its power does not depend on the caliber but only on the talent. If the talent is strong enough, a pistol can have the effect of a city defense cannon, just like His Holiness the Pope, his guardian gun is also a pistol.

Concerned about Cecilia's safety and curious about the Lateran's unique firearms, the group headed to the training ground. Strangely, the training ground was rather empty. Despite being a building the size of the Vatican, there were only three or two people inside...

"Schools in Lateran teach young Sakotan gun users how to use them, and they all have excellent training grounds, so students don't need to come here anymore. This place is actually a training ground for Sakotan citizens who grew up outside Lateran and returned, so naturally it's a bit sparsely populated. Okay, Cecilia, you can use your ID to get ten training rounds from the lady at the front desk. You only get ten per day, so if you want more, you'll have to buy them, which is quite expensive."

"Yes, I understand, Sister Lemiaoan."

Cecilia excitedly ran to the front desk lady, Ms. Sakta, holding her Guardian Gun in one hand and her ID in the other.

"Koya, do you want to try the Guardian Gun?"

"Can we do that too?"

"Of course, while Lateran won't issue Guardian Guns to outsiders, people of other races can try them out in the training grounds. If they have exceptional talent, they might even be able to obtain one. Take my good friend Fiammetta for example. If nothing unexpected happened, she would have become the first Lateran Gunner of the Liberian race. Even now, her name is on the list of candidates for the Lateran Gunner."

"Then... let's try it too."

Koya looked around and saw that everyone had high expectations for the gun. Naturally, he didn't refuse. They also went to the front desk to register. With Lemiaoan's guarantee, everyone received a gun and two training bullets.

"The guns in your hands are training weapons placed by Lateran. Their reliability and power are far inferior to those of real guns, but the principles behind them are the same. If you can pull the trigger of a training gun, then you can definitely pull the trigger of a gun."

Having studied the musket for over a thousand years, it is natural that Lateran could not have gained nothing. This imitation musket is the result of their research. (There is a description of the imitation musket in Fiammetta's archive file 2. I will assume that Lateran has the ability to imitate the musket.) There are many types of imitation muskets, but except for Vina who chose a automatic rifle, everyone chose a pistol. Although the difficulty of firing a musket has no direct relationship with the type of firearm, subconsciously, this type of small and exquisite pistol is obviously easier to use.

Skadi did not choose firearms, firstly because she had no interest in such weapons, and secondly because the deep-sea hunters' living environment, which was isolated from Originium, made her completely unaware of Originium skills.

Then, Keya followed Cecilia to learn how to use the gun. According to Lemiaoan, the Sakota people are born with the ability to pull the trigger. If the Sakota is gifted, they will even know how to use the gun the moment they touch it. However, there is a gap between pulling the trigger and aiming at the target.

"This is this, this is this, do you understand?"

"I understand! Sister Lemiaoan, can I go and try?"

"Well, let's go."

Seeing Cecilia happily running to the design position and taking aim, Weicao, Maria and the others all had expressions of doubt about their lives, because they didn't understand at all. Vina and Zofia had some knowledge of rifles, so they didn't feel disappointed when they found out that they had no idea how to use it. They decisively returned the rifles to the front desk.

And Koya...

He felt that he had understood everything. Although he did not know much about the so-called Originium skills, the Black Crown was now in his mind... To a certain extent, this thing was his cheating device. As long as the Originium skills had appeared in the world of Terra, the Black Crown had preserved them, and Sakota's was no exception.

Amidst everyone's strange looks, Koya had already walked to the shooting position next to Cecilia. Looking at the target a hundred meters away, Koya activated the assistance of the Black Crown.

"Or... if I add something, Dragon attribute is too powerful, Wind attribute is uncontrollable, Thunder attribute might damage equipment, Fire attribute might cause accidents, and finally Ice attribute is better."

Koya wanted to see how much power this spear-shaped staff could hold. The power of the divine domain enveloped Koya, monitoring the gun's internal state in real time, ensuring that the staff reached its capacity without external assistance. Could Koya's divine domain be considered a nemesis for the Sakota? After all, their guns were staffs powered by Originium techniques. With Koya's divine domain activated, even if they crushed their hands, they wouldn't be able to pull the trigger.

Soon, the gun in his hand reached its peak energy. Looking at the target a hundred meters in front of him, Koya gently pulled the trigger...

"Wait, it shouldn't be too powerful, right?"

Koya suddenly realized that while the energy contained in the gun was insignificant to him, it was essentially an Originium staff... the kind that multiplied the energy it released. By the time Koya realized something was wrong, the bullet had already collided with the target. The next second, a gust of cold wind enveloped the entire training ground. When Lemiaoan opened his eyes, the training ground was already covered in a thick layer of ice crystals...

"Wow! Dad is so awesome!"

Although he couldn't retract the arrow, Koya still managed to minimize the impact, just like repairing the bathtub at home and the frozen Xiosta volcano. The layer of ice crystals covering the training ground was not low-temperature ice, but was similar to ordinary marble. Even if he placed his hands on it for a few hours, he would not have to worry about frostbite. At the same time, the hidden effect was that the training ground should be cooler in the summer.

"Ahem, excuse me. I said I'm here to help you reinforce the training ground. Do you believe me?"

It is not up to Lemiaoan and the others to believe it or not. Do they dare to say they don’t believe it?

"Ahem, Mr. Koya, it's all very well for you to help us reinforce the training ground, but can you unfreeze the training guns and bullets?"

"Of course, I'll melt the ice right away."

"Please pay attention to the strength."

"I see."

As the Sakotas on the street outside surveyed the training ground with curiosity, the ice suddenly began to melt. However, no water escaped from the melting ice, as if it had been erased with an eraser. Seeing their attraction vanish like this, the careless Sakotas remained silent and went about their business. However, Koya's subtle move still frightened quite a few.

Chapter 253: Arknights: Undercurrent

After the ice covering the training ground melted, Lemiaoan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Koya with curiosity, truly puzzled as to how Koya had managed it. Due to the unique nature of their guns, the Sakotas' Originium skills were quite fixed, simply enhancing bullet penetration, increasing firing speed, and increasing attack range. Even the powerful Gun Riders were not immune to this limitation, and they could only use three Originium skills simultaneously.

There was a person like Koya who could add special abilities to bullets. There was Fiametta before, but she also relied on the special nature of her weapons and bullets; and Koya... used imitation firearms and training bullets to accomplish the feat of freezing the entire training ground. This is quite terrifying. Regardless of the power, just the fact that he can add ice properties to bullets is amazing.

"How do I do it...? I use the gun as an Originium staff and gather the energy in my body into the staff."

"So it's because of your own unique Originium skills? Can others learn this kind of Originium skills?"

"Probably not."

In fact, Koya didn't know whether he was releasing the Originium technique or simply controlling the energy. Simply put, because he was strong enough, a casual wave of his hand seemed to be an extremely powerful attack to others. It was natural for Koya to teach others how to wave his hands, but the problem was that the person being taught did not have such exaggerated power as Koya. No matter how standard his wave was, he could not release Koya's attack.

"Oh, what a pity."

"Okay, Cecilia, stop looking at me and try to see if you can shoot."

"Oh, I see, Dad."

Koya, Zofia and the others spent the whole afternoon sitting in the rest area of the training ground, watching Lemiao teach Cecilia and Amiya how to shoot. Yes, Amiya could also pull the trigger of the gun, which Koya found quite interesting. However, when he thought about it, Amiya was the heir of the Demon King after all, so a little specialness was not unacceptable.

While Lemiaoan was in class, Koya was curled up on the sofa with a lazy look on his face, holding Zofia in his left hand and Skadi in his right hand. Maria, the little pony, frowned tightly when she saw this. She was indeed happy that her aunt had found a boyfriend, but this boyfriend seemed a little unreliable!

Zofia had no real opinion of this. She had understood Koya's true nature as a scumbag when the Casimir Oversight Council's order reached the Linguang household. Otherwise, the Oversight Council wouldn't have orchestrated a honey trap and put her and Maria together. However, she had no complaints about Koya; this young man loved her, and she, too, had feelings for him. There was nothing wrong with a mutual affection.

As for the fact that she would have many sisters, she didn't care. There were many such things in Terra. The Emperor of Ursus and the True Dragon of Yan Country both had harems of three thousand. Koya's status and position were no worse than these two. It was more like after experiencing Koya's power firsthand, she really hoped that there would be sisters who could share her burden.

Skadi was much simpler. She fell asleep directly while leaning on Koya. Fortunately, Koya had a strong body, otherwise he would have been crushed to death by Skadi leaning on him.

The relationship between Vina and Weicao seems to have made some progress. They sit on a sofa and use a terminal to comment on the content on the opposite side.

"Andorn, what should we do about Cecilia?"

“…Let’s put it aside for now.”

Andorn's judgment was the same as the Liberian girl before him: as long as Cecilia remained with Koya, they shouldn't even think about taking her back. However, this didn't really affect his plans much; from the outset, he hadn't considered using a little girl like this to stir up trouble in Lateran.

"How is Cecilia doing with that guy?"

"If you ask me... they're doing quite well. That dragon might actually have treated Cecilia as his daughter. He even used his influence to get Cecilia a Lateran citizen ID card from the Vatican and issued her a Guardian Gun in advance. They're all currently training at the Gunnery Training Grounds."

"Is that so? Then maybe it would be better for Cecilia to stay by his side."

Andorn smiled and nodded, but he also began to consider whether to postpone his plan. After all, Koya and Lateran have established a relatively friendly relationship. If he wants to make trouble, he must consider Koya's attitude. If Koya has a good impression of the Holy See, many of his arrangements will be useless.

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"Sir, long time no see~"

After finishing his meeting with the Iberian Inquisition, the Pope returned to his office and saw two figures, one in blue and one in red, sitting on the sofa. The warm smile on the Pope's face became even wider, as if he had seen his own younger generation.

"What new news did you bring me this time?"

"There's a woman named Liberi, who once served in the Garrison, who's been trying to find out about Cecilia. But with the dragon around, she probably won't have a chance to get close to the treasure it guards. But... it seems they have quite a few now. Oh, and there's a messenger from all nations who's in contact with them."

"who is it?"

Valerie couldn't help but interrupt, her brow furrowed. She had personally selected the Messengers of All Nations. She had previously assured the Pope that they were absolutely loyal to the Lateran. But now, a Messenger of All Nations was actually in contact with a "rebel organization"? Tsk, that was a hard slap in her face.

Mostima looked at Valerie, whose expression was obviously a little broken, and couldn't help but look at the Pope. After seeing him nod slightly, he directly said the name.

"Victoria's messenger, Oren."

"Him? That guy whose brain is all muscle? Would he do something like this?!"

Verliv's face was full of surprise and doubt. She thought she knew Oren quite well. To put it bluntly, this guy was completely brainless. If it weren't for his good strength, Verliv would never have let him become a messenger of all nations. It was precisely because of his poor brain that he was sent to Victoria. Because Oren knew nothing about the situation in Lateran, even if those old foxes in Victoria got some information out of him, it would not have any impact on Lateran.

He was sent to Victoria because the situation there was chaotic. Lateran wouldn't establish any ties with Victoria until a true government was established, so they sent someone there to make a statement, not expecting him to do anything. And now Mostima told him that this idiot was actually connected to a rebel organization?

"Oren... he's really quite foolish. He didn't hide his identity when he contacted Patia. He just found a rooftop and contacted her. He had no idea he was being monitored."

"Your Holiness, this is my mistake. I will send someone to arrest him immediately."

"Calm down, Villiver. That little Oren may not have betrayed Lateran. He just wants to push Lateran forward in his own way. But he's certainly not suited to be a messenger of nations. How about assigning him to your side once this matter is over?"

"Oh... I understand."

"Ah, I almost forgot one thing. Oren originally planned to take Cecilia away, but he gave up after seeing Lemiaoan helping Cecilia apply for Lateran citizenship documents."

"Well, it looks like our little Oren just wants to make sure Cecilia is safe."

"What is he thinking about?"

Valerie tried to understand Oren's thoughts and guess his purpose, but she failed. She couldn't figure out what the purpose of this fool was.

"Perhaps, after witnessing Victoria's prosperity, he is somewhat dissatisfied with Rutland's stagnation~~"

Mastema tells Valleev the truth——

"I think I understand. It really seems like something a fool would do."

Mostima's speculation is consistent with Valliv's inherent impression of Oren. It can only be said that Oren is very suitable to be a gun without wisdom. He needs someone to operate the action at all times. Otherwise, this gun can easily be grasped by someone with ulterior motives and used as a weapon to shoot at himself.

"I'll teach him a lesson after this matter is over."

"Well, please, Willie."

"But, I'm curious about what Andon is planning to do."

"Tsk, I'll go and catch him soon."

Fiammetta, who had been sitting silently on the sofa, couldn't help but speak up. She still had some personal grudges against Andorn that had not been resolved.

"Hey, Miss Phoenix Destruction, please don't be anxious."

"Ahem, Mostima, Fiammetta's code name today is the Little Red Fat Duck."

"Oh oh, sorry Miss Red Fat Duck."

"Wait—what's with this code name? Are you finally attacking my personality?!"

"Today's codename was strongly requested by Mostima. We actually don't like it. By the way, the original codename for today was Red Horned Triple Speed!"

"I think the little fat duck is cute too."

The famous window theory was once again fulfilled on Fiammetta. She would naturally be unhappy if you asked her to call herself the Red Fat Duck, but how would you respond when the Pope brings out the Red Horned Triple Speed Fat Duck?

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For dinner tonight, Koya and his group chose the same restaurant in Liberi that they visited on the first day. Although Remiaoan strongly recommended another restaurant that the Sakotas would often visit, when they thought of the horrible taste of the Sakotas, the group tacitly ignored Remiaoan's words.

When Keya and his friends arrived at the restaurant, there were already two tables of guests. It was a blessing that Keya and his friends arrived on time, otherwise they would have to wait. Anyway, no one could accept the Sakota restaurant where three spoons of sugar were added to the rice.

"Uncle~~"

The restaurant was still filled with old customers. While Maria, Zofia and Mainna were greeting each other, Koya was also greeting the ambassadors from Yan Country.

"Mr. Messenger, thank you for recommending this shop to me. Otherwise, we wouldn't know where to go if we wanted to have a meal."

"Haha, you're welcome. Next time Mr. Keya comes to our Yan Country, I'll take you to eat something delicious. We in the Yan Country are very experienced in cooking."

"Then I'll have to trouble the messenger."

"No trouble, no trouble. By the way, I have something to do tomorrow. I wonder if Mr. Keya could help take care of Qingyan and Jiulu."

Koya looked at the ambassador with a strange look in his eyes, as if to say, "At least come up with a more plausible excuse." But the ambassador didn't seem embarrassed at all. He looked at Koya with a smile. This was a straight shot. It was right in front of your mouth. You decide whether to take it or not.

"Mr. Ambassador, you are very direct."

"There's nothing we can do. We've already been busy dealing with that Sui and his fragments inside Yan Country. If you escape now, we'll be worried if we don't put some shackles on you. To be honest, I trust Mr. Koya quite a bit, but Rhodes Island and Longmen are too close."

"Ah, I see, but I don't have that many rooms in my house in Rutland."

"It's okay~ We can sleep together."

As soon as the ambassador finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck him. However, the seemingly powerful lightning flashed on the ambassador's body for a while and then disappeared. Not even his hair stood up. However, Lin Qingyan, who was standing next to him, was already furious.

"Ambassador, how do you feel?"

"Mmm, it feels numb and tingling, it's good for massage."

"Actually, I have some understanding of thunder and lightning. Why don't you give the ambassador a massage?"

The ambassador shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at the furious Miss Qilin and said helplessly.

"Forget it, I don't want to be carried back. Qingyan, didn't we agree on this before we set out? Why are you so shy now?"

"I don't remember this being part of my mission."

"You've already been delivered to the dragon's mouth. Will he let go of this delicious food that's been delivered to his doorstep? It's only a matter of time."

"...Don't say that in front of me."