· The Strongest Shooting Player!

Inside the game space, Sora crouched down and picked up a handgun from the box by his feet, his face utterly speechless. Based on Ino Hatsuse's explanation just now, he had already completely figured out what kind of game this was.

Simply put, as long as they shot Izuna Hatsuse, the Orc Race's sole player, with the guns in their hands, it counted as victory. But during that time, they had to be careful not to let anyone on their side get hit by Izuna Hatsuse, because the instant they were hit, they would be forcibly infatuated with Izuna Hatsuse—in other words, they would become one of the enemy's people.

In short, it was a very simple shooting game. At most, it had a thin layer of romance slapped over it. If this had been before they came to this world, Sora and Shiro would not even have bothered playing this reskinned trash game. Yet unexpectedly, in this world, the Orc Race had actually relied on this thing to become Disboard's third-largest kingdom.

This is beyond ridiculous!

Sora looked at the strangely shaped handgun in his hand and could not help shaking his head. While sighing inwardly, he began observing their surroundings. Though the game was merely a simple reskinned romance shooting game, he would still give it his all!

Blank had never been defeated!

"Oh, right, please note that magic cannot be used in that fantasy space. Ah, right, I forgot the Human Race has no way to use magical power either."

As he said this, Ino Hatsuse subconsciously looked toward the audience seats where Clammy was. The reason he said it was to hint to Clammy and Feel that trying to cheat with magic was completely impossible.

At the same time, he could deal a blow to Sora