The Illegitimate Son of a Conglomerate in the Game Is a Genius Marksman

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For the next few days, Siyoon spent time reading and understanding books related to magic arts.

Then, in the late afternoon, without fail, he left the mansion pretending to go down to the entertainment district like Choi Si-yoon of the past.

It was his idea that he had to keep this routine in order to make up for his strong attack on Choi Il-soo right after the dinner.

It’s an expression of intent that you won’t just be suffering the way you used to.

It was because it was difficult to hear it as a declaration that he would re-enter this bloody political struggle over the successor position in earnest.

‘Not yet.’

Until he was fully prepared, he needed to hide himself.

Fortunately, there seemed to be no additional movement from Choi’s side so far, whether it worked well.

It seems that Choi Il-soo did not post any special reports.

“It must have been embarrassing.”

Pil-woo said that, but Choi Si-yoon thought that if he had been accepted that he was thinking of a counterattack, he would have reported it to his father anyway.

‘It’s annoying in many ways.’

Unless Choi Woo-hyuk was resolved as soon as possible, it was obvious that there would be restrictions on his actions in the future.

To him, this mansion was a kind of cage. A cage just for him, just to keep him in his grip.

Of course, Siyoon Choi had no intention of being tied up in a cage forever.

‘It’s certain that Executive Director Choi has ties to someone above him…’

Siyoon thought while closing the book.

‘It’s unlikely that it’s the president’s secretary’s office.’

His father didn’t take that much interest in his children. Especially if it’s a worthless child.

As Choi Il-soo said, it was most likely because of his mother that the real Choi Si-yoon, who could not use magic and had a weak personality, was not disowned by him.

I don’t know anything else, but the chairman had a lot of affection for Choi Si-yoon’s mother.

‘It’s probably the third son, Choi Jin-seong, the most likely.’

Choi Jin-seong, the mayor of Hanam City, which dominates the old Hanam City area, and the president of Hanam Management Construction, a group affiliate.

And Silver Robotics, where Choi Woo-hyeok, the owner of the mansion, is a managing director, was a subsidiary of Hanam Management Construction.

This mansion was also located in Hanam.

‘I don’t know why, but he was always active in getting rid of Choi Si-yoon.’

The death of Choi Si-yoon, which he last saw through the heroic biography, was strictly due to Choi Jin-seong.

‘Choi Woo-hyeok, Choi Jin-seong.’

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Destroying them would be the first step to his survival.

His gaze turned to the note on the desk. The yellow notebook was filled with traces of how he thought about how to organize the spell.

Originally, when imprinting a spell, it was common to give slight variations depending on the tool to be engraved.

For example, in the case of a sword, if you pour magic power into it and swing it, certain magic will fly in the form of ‘sword energy’.

And there is a representative formula for these things, so it was recommended to learn essentially for ‘basic understanding and application of engraving’.

However, ‘Magung’ was more difficult, so there was little meaning in being official. At that time, you had to apply it according to the magic you were using at that time to successfully complete the engraving.

In order to apply this to a gun, additional applications were needed.

Siyoon moved the chair with the tools he had set up in advance.

On top of the green rubber board was a K36 automatic pistol he had bought at a shooting range the other day.

And in one corner, there was a message from the trait ‘Achievement Hunter’ that had been happening since yesterday.

[Discover new achievements!]

[Create a magic gun to destroy the defense magic.]

After loosening his fingers for a while, he began disassembling the pistol one by one, following the disassembly and assembly instructions that President Kang had given him when purchasing the gun.

It was not difficult to dismantle the pistol following President Kang because he remembered it vividly with the characteristic ‘perfect memory ability’.

When the pistol is disassembled down to one small part, the characteristic ‘God of Machinery Wishes’ is activated as if it has been waiting for it.

As if a 3D blueprint was unfolding in his head, his eyes began to see where and how to draw the spells so that when the pistol was reassembled, the spells would fit perfectly like a puzzle.

This is a talent that no imprinter can dare to imitate.

Siyoon brought the magnifying glass to the front and picked up the pen holder that was plugged into the charger, and sighed slightly with a nervous expression.

‘···shall we start.’

The design of the formula has already been perfectly completed. All that remains is to implement it.

With that in mind, he put magic into the pen holder and began to concentrate.

Basically, unlike the ‘magung’ and other cold weapons such as ‘magic sword’ and ‘magical spear’, as mentioned before, it was very difficult.

The reason was that the subject to which the magic effect had to be applied had to be an ‘arrow’ rather than a ‘bow’ imprinted with a spell.

In ‘Basic Understanding and Application of Engraving Ⅱ’, it was written that the form of ‘enchanting’ magic should be borrowed and applied.

In fact, ‘enchantment’ magic was not very different from the mechanism that had to be implemented in the palace, as it had the characteristics of granting magical effects to other objects or people, albeit temporarily.

In other words, if you go in rough, it could be seen that the archers who used the bow as their main weapon put the effect on the arrow by activating the enchantment magic imprinted on the archery.

The problem was that since the structure of the ‘enchantment’ magic is generally tricky and complicated, it was not difficult to combine it with the desired magic and engrave it in itself.

So, all the imprinters who could usually make magic palaces had no choice but to be skilled people who had been in the industry for a long time.

However, that part was not a problem at all for Choi Si-yoon, who had the characteristics of ‘thin resolution’ and ‘complete memory ability’.

The synergy of these two traits made his spell comprehension comparable to industry veterans in a single day.

It wasn’t that difficult to apply and transform the magic to him.

But in the case of guns, we had to go one step further.

‘I have to meticulously dissolve even the circuit that transmits mana into the magic formula.’

In the case of the mageung, as long as the shooter holds the arrow directly and hangs it on the string, the effect could be easily activated just by pouring magic into the arrow while hanging it on the string.

But the gun couldn’t do that.

When loading is carried out in units of magazines, how can you pour magic power into each bullet?

Enchanting a bullet to temporarily grant a magical effect, and pouring mana into it to activate the effect were completely different issues.

For several days, he read several books to solve this problem, conceived and designed his own formula.

The key is to add a path through which mana flows, in other words, a circuit to the formula.

Compared to the previous time when the luminous magic was imprinted on the bullet, the faster hand movements carefully moved between parts.

That was the result of his practice of engraving with bullets.

Unlike ‘characteristics’, which need to be strengthened in the ‘characteristic shop’, practice was essential because skills increased as they were used.

Thanks to that, the speed was noticeably faster than when he first tried engraving.

He took a sip of the mixed coffee from the thermos.

‘…The base magic formula is the magic bullet, a 2nd tier common magic spell.’

Add the formulas of [Penetration] and [Decrease] to it. [Weakness] is an attribute of a third-tier curse that prevents wounds from healing easily and has the effect of lowering physical abilities.

It was because he thought that [Penetration] alone would not be enough in this world full of monsters that would move well even after being shot.

‘Connect the handle and the chamber of the gun with a magic circuit…’

The basic goal is to engrave a formula so that magic is enchanted starting from when the hammer hits the ball of the bullet.

“・・・・・Whoa.”

He tilted his head back to relieve the sore muscles in his neck.

As I glanced around, I saw blue sunlight beginning to seep through the thick curtains.

Siyoon looked at his watch.

“Is it morning already?”

It started at 11:00 p.m., but it seemed that the day had been lost before I knew it.

He looked at the parts on the workbench as he stretched his wrists.

Siyoon put the magnifying glass away and put the pen holder back into the charger.

The engraving itself is now complete. All that was left was assembly.

He remembered the disassembly and assembly that President Kang had shown him and quickly assembled the pistol with the same movements.

Finally fitting the pistol’s slide properly, he looked around at the finished pistol.

From the outside, nothing has changed.

However, when Siyoon poured his magic power into it, something surprising happened.

The subtle blue magic power started from the pistol grip he was holding and spread like a root toward the chamber.

Seeing that, Siyoon moaned in satisfaction.

“The circuit… seems to be properly connected.”

He took a 12-round magazine out of a drawer and inserted it into his pistol like a battery.

…Now all that was left was to actually test it out.

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Si-yoon woke up Pil-wu, who was sleeping well, and left the mansion.

Following him, Pil-wu yawned slightly.

“Ha-am, where are you going from dawn?”

“Live bullet shooting range.”

“Again? Even at this time? You must have thoroughly enjoyed it.”

“It’s not like that.”

“Then what is it?”

“Pilwoo, you know how to use defense magic, right? Even if it’s something simple.”

“Yes, if you write, you can write.”

When he opened his hand, the purple magic spread like a curtain and soon became transparent.

It was the simplest, yet third-tier magic that was the foundation of all defensive magic.

Even if it was cast in 2 stacks, it boasted enough cost-effectiveness to withstand moderate attacks.

“But what about defensive magic?”

“You will find out soon.”

Si-yoon knocked on the door of the shooting range where the lights were off.

“president! president!!”

“What, did you recklessly come to the store when it wasn’t even open?”

“He is not sleeping at this hour.”

“How else did you know that?”

Then, as he said, the lights at the shooting range, which had been turned off, turned on one by one, and Kang Ji-yeon appeared with a stern face.

“From this time on, what kind of conceptless bastard is… huh? What, were you?”

“I’m sorry boss, I’m sorry for the early days, but can I use just one sero right now?”

“No, if you want to shoot, you have to come during opening hours. How can there be nothing like this?”

“It’s because it’s difficult when there are people. Instead, I will show you something very interesting.”

“Anything interesting?”

Siyoon lifted her jacket and showed the K36 automatic pistol in her arms.

President Kang, who saw that, asked with a sour face.

“K36? You bought it last time. what is that?”

However, when he put his finger on the pistol and poured magic power into it, Kang Ji-yeon’s eyes widened as if they would fall out.

“you you!”

She quickly opened the door and whispered loudly.

“Come in quickly! hurry!”

President Kang, who took Si-yoon and Pil-wu inside, looked around and immediately closed and locked the door.

“What was that?”

She asked as if she couldn’t believe what she saw.

If her eyes weren’t faulty, it was clear that the mana flowed through a circuit imprinted on the outside of the gun barrel.

“Yes? What, what is it?”

Only Pil-wu, whom I couldn’t see because I was in the back, was riding in the face.

“I’ll write it here for now.”

“uh? uh uh yes.”

When Si-yoon stood in front of the barn in the most corner, President Kang pressed the button and pulled it from the target.

“That, show that properly.”

“You have a very quick temper.”

“No, so what are you two talking about?”

“Pilwoo. Use the defensive magic you used earlier, on the target here as well.”

“Yes? Yes···.”

He spread the curtain over the target with a face that he did not know why.

“Like this?”

Siyoon nodded and pulled out a pistol from the holder in his pocket.

“???”

Contrary to Pil-woo’s expression of what he was doing, President Kang’s gaze was tense.

“Is this your first time shooting?”

“Yes. Shoot first.”

“Yes? Bocchan, you shot that the other day too…”

“Pilwoo, please.”

“Yep.”

Siyoon unlocked the pistol’s safety catch and pulled the slide to load the bullet into the chamber.

The engraving was perfect.

I was so sure in my head, but I couldn’t help but feel nervous when I was actually demonstrating.

When he handed over the target right in front of him, Pil-woo’s expression turned bizarre.

In his eyes, it would look like he was aiming to pierce the iron plate with a BB bullet.

Pil-woo, unable to speak, looked at the lecturer, pointing at Si-yoon in front of him, asking what he was doing, but she turned the headset over as if telling him to shut up.

President Kang swallowed and said.

“I am ready.”

“Is Phil Woo ready?”

“So what?”

“Prepare to be surprised.”

“Yes?”

At the same time, magic began to run over the pistol he was holding.

Like blood running through his veins, blue magic flowed along the path he had imprinted.

Seeing this, Phil’s expression turned to shock.

“no way?”

‘What has the boy been touching in the corner of the room until dawn?’

“If you are ready… Open fire.”

As the instructor spoke, Siyun pulled the trigger.

Taaang-!