Boom!
A neat row of Burst Spells exploded across the firing range.
"First row, crouch! Second row, fire!"
Boom!
Another round of explosions rang out in the outskirts.
The second and third sons of old Charles stood among the ranks of private soldiers, Elemental Guns in hand, still holding their aim toward the distance.
After the morning training ended, several buses reserved for the private soldiers arrived and picked up this formation of over a hundred men, taking them back to Tansang City for lunch.
Sitting on the bus, the third son held his Elemental Gun as his rough palm gently stroked its body, his eyes full of tenderness.
"This Elemental Gun is truly miraculous. Even ordinary people like us can use magic."
"I heard that for mages to use magic, they have to consume the mana in their bodies. That's what our Mana Cases store."
"When mages use magic and consume all that mana, they have to replenish it, right? But we only need to alternate between two Mana Cases. We don't need to replenish mana ourselves at all."
"What do you lot know? His Highness Ron is one favored by the gods, the same status as Emperor Andre, who founded our nation. It's nothing surprising for him to come up with some little gadget like this."
"It'd be nice if the Elemental Gun's magic could have a few more tricks. Using the same move all the time gets a little tiresome."
"You think this is a game? We're training with this to deal with the beast tide, not to satisfy your curiosity."
All kinds of discussions echoed through the bus, and the second and third sons eagerly joined in as well.
The two of them had joined the private soldiers for a week already. They had initially mastered