After sweeping through the area for a full minute and making sure everything in front of her had been reduced to ruins, Fu Hua finally stopped firing.
As expected of a weapon from the Previous Era. It easily fired over ten thousand bullets in a minute without showing the slightest sign of overheating.
Still... it just wasn't as satisfying as fighting barehanded!
"This performance wasn't perfect enough."
Holding the Gatling in one hand, Fu Hua shook her head in dissatisfaction.
She turned to look at the boy beside her and found that he seemed to have been completely dumbfounded. Still... although he looked stunned, she had to admit... he really was incredibly cute.
He had a typical princess cut of jet-black hair—more accurately, a traditional Japanese topknot style. It was short in the front and long in the back, with neatly trimmed ends that looked as if they had been cut with a blade.
This was an ancient Japanese hairstyle for noblewomen, commonly worn by princesses from powerful families.
Combined with his flower-like, pretty, sweet face, he looked utterly natural and innocent. His unpainted little face made him seem especially pure and naive.
His clear, translucent eyes were free of any impurity. His fair, rosy skin, slightly playful little nose, and gently pursed lips... he was adorable in a way no one, young or old, male or female, could resist.
As for his clothes... he was dressed like a male noble, and he didn't seem to have a chest either, so... he was male?
"Are you all right?"
Fu Hua called out to him several times.
"I-I'm... I'm fine."
The boy came back to his senses. Looking at the terrifying ruins ahead, then at the weapon in Fu Hua's hand, he couldn't help swallowing...
That was terrifying. Could a