Miss Witch's Devotion Has Gone… Twisted-Chapter 279: The Balance of the Heart

The gun only has two bullets, and it needs to be reloaded after each shot.

After a day's effort, Loren had finished crafting the gun for Laila. After all, it wasn't very technically demanding.

The gun Loren made for Laila was crude, seemingly just two steel pipes welded together.

This gun had only one effect: it was sturdy enough not to blow apart when the bullet was fired. The real focus was on the ammunition. The gun had no rifling and didn't need any.

Loren handed the bullets to Laila. The bullets also came in a pair, labeled left and right to prevent loading them incorrectly.

"You can try it in a moment. I brought a target for you."

Laila loaded the bullets into the barrel from the back. The gun was heavy, but for a witch's strength, it was acceptable.

After getting this thing, Laila was itching to try it out, wanting to shoot something, just like Loren when he first got the Requiem.

"What kind of target?"

Laila was curious about the target Loren had prepared for her. What kind of target would require Loren to specially prepare it?

"Just in time."

As they were talking, Gwen pushed open the factory door, pushing a vampire inside.

"A vampire?"

The moment she saw the vampire, Laila immediately understood what the target was—the vampire right in front of her.

She didn't feel any pity either. During this time, she had also witnessed the vampires' actions. Since Loren would bring a vampire to use as a target, it meant this vampire definitely wasn't a good person. Laila trusted Loren.

"Right, this is a Vampire Count. Although he's weakened quite a bit from taking the medicine, his foundation is still there. He's definitely much stronger than an ordinary vampire. After all, a Count is already part of the absolute upper echelons; even Ofemia can't deal with them casually."

If it weren't for Aisaco planning to tear off the pretense, Loren couldn't have just captured a Count.

Even if he really died, the vampires would only suspect the Bloodline Rebels.

When the vampire was aimed at by Laila's gun, he somewhat broke down emotionally. Roaring at Gwen behind him, he said:

"You went through all that trouble to capture me, just to test a gun?"

He had thought about many possibilities along the way. For example, Gwen wanted to use him to threaten the vampires, or coveted his wealth, or perhaps a Vampire Viscount wanted his bloodline... He would never have guessed this reason even in death.

Only then did Laila notice that this Vampire Count had no arms. Gwen must have used some methods to force him to comply.

The vampire didn't want to die so casually and began struggling desperately. The result was Gwen pinning him to the wall with a knife.

"Fire. The recoil is very strong, be careful."

Only after Gwen retreated behind Loren did Loren tell Laila to fire. At that moment, the vampire still wanted to say something, but the gunshot drowned out his voice.

Laila was directly sent flying backward by the recoil. Before she hit the ground, Loren caught her from behind.

She had expected strong recoil, but not this strong.

However, the effect was equally powerful. After the shot, everywhere Laila could see was covered in dense bullet holes. The first bullet contained a lethal amount of gunpowder and thousands of small steel pellets.

"The first shot ensures you hit the target and place the mark. The second shot is the real killing blow."

Loren set Laila down and explained.

Laila nodded, raising the gun again. This time, however, she didn't aim at all. The vampire's body was also covered in bullet holes.

At that moment, Laila had already placed a Tracking Mark on his head. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

The second gunshot rang out. This time, Laila had experience and actively began dispersing the force. She jumped backward, the recoil carrying her over ten meters away. When she landed, Laila staggered a few steps before steadying herself.

"How was the effect?"

Laila had always liked guns. After firing, she couldn't wait to check the vampire's condition.

The Vampire Count's head was directly blown apart, brains splattering everywhere. On the wall behind his head, there was a very deep bullet hole.

"This bullet isn't the final version yet. I haven't enchanted it.

"The things inside the bullet haven't been released either. That's the real killing blow.

"If the defense is strong enough to a certain point, the things inside the bullet will take effect. If the defense isn't that strong, then the bullet itself is enough to kill him."

Loren had considered many situations when making this bullet. You couldn't find a firearm stronger than this gun on the market.

"Loren, let's give this gun a name."

Laila grabbed Loren's hand. She really liked this gun.

Not just because it was strong enough, but because Loren made it with his own hands.

This gun was too perfect, so much so that Laila didn't know how to thank Loren. Loren treated her as family and definitely didn't expect anything in return from her.

But just because Loren didn't want anything didn't mean she couldn't give anything. She wouldn't be able to get past her own conscience otherwise. That was just Laila's personality.

As for giving herself to Loren, Laila had already done that. Moreover, she didn't think of it as a gift to Loren, nor did she think Loren was taking advantage. That kind of thing was mutual.

Only a prostitute would equate that kind of thing with value.

"Alright."

Actually, Loren already had a name in mind, to the point that this gun was modeled after that legendary gun. It's just that the name didn't quite fit here.

"Let's call it 'Heart's Scales'."

Soon, Loren thought of a name:

"This gun has no sights, but you have scales in your heart. Those who are guilty cannot escape this gun's Judgment."

"Okay."

Laila smiled. She looked very beautiful when she smiled.

"It's getting late. Let's go back. Today, we only made a few dozen bullets, which is seriously not enough. We'll continue making more tomorrow."

Hearing this, Laila found it a bit hard to take. This gun fired with the intent to instantly kill a BOSS. Even with only two shots, it was enough to handle most situations.

But Laila didn't say anything. Having spent so much time together, she was well aware of Loren's firepower deficiency anxiety.

Laila followed Loren out of the factory. Outside, there weren't many people, only some homeless people hiding in corners. They weren't allowed to stay under the lights. The streets of the Uridia Kingdom needed to be tidy.

"Loren, can you take me flying once too...

"I'm just purely curious about what flying feels like! It's not an excuse to be with you!"

On the way back, Laila suddenly made a request, adding a rather transparent emphasis.

She had wanted to do this for a long time, but had held back due to pride before. She couldn't just steal Anna's spot, could she?

Now, Anna's position was the most unshakeable. Even Movila, who looked the youngest, would subconsciously yield to Anna.

"Sure."

Activating the cognitive concealment function of the black robe, Loren directly picked up Laila and flew into the air.