5 The Peacemaker

Alagarassi stared at the brash musclehead who laughed like a baboon in heat.

She pointed at the man, "This is the man in charge of my testing?" Seriously? Did they take me for a fool? This man is clearly a seasoned member of the guild!

She could feel great power coming from the man in front of her. He was just standing still she felt uncomfortable because his gaze felt like a tongue molesting her body.

Her training partner was a hulking giant of a man. If I had to guess what his affinities were, I'd say he was a tank proficient with a large type of shield.

He's extremely well-built too so I guess he'd be using either a Kite Shield or a Pavise shield? Either one would work for his physique.

Noticing my gaze on him, the man turned his attention to me. "What? Never seen a handsome man before?"

This motherfucker really thinks he's a handsome man? I looked at the people watching our upcoming match and they all looked like they ate something sour.

Yup. He's delusional.

"Bwahaha. I understand if you want to spend the night with me but we must first get through this farce. En garde!"

Yup. I'm going to kill this motherfucker right here, right now.

Standing at the ready, I drew the Single Action Army and I flicked the loading gate open. I was careful to balance the gun's weight by supporting the frame with my left hand while holding the grip with my right hand.

I used my right thumb to half-cock the hammer. After hearing two clicks, I spun the cylinder to check if any of the chambers were loaded.

I started loading blue-tipped ammunition into the cylinder.

I always have several special ammunition at the ready. Yellow-tipped cartridges were stunners. Blue-tipped cartridges were a little bit more special.

I know that the man in front of me is a seasoned tanker. His arms as well as certain portions of his body are covered in scars but he doesn't seem to have taken much damage head-on. This means that this man has never once broken a shield while protecting himself.

I can only imagine how reliable he can be if I were to form a party with this man.

After placing the final cartridge into the Single Action Army, I slid the cylinder back into place and I pulled the hammer back completely.

The man looked at me and whistled, "You sure do know how to handle a large thing like that eh, missy?" He pulled a large kite shield out of nowhere and slammed it to the ground.

"This is a prana-enhanced kite shield. Your puny gun won't even leave a dent in it." He licked his lips as he sized me up. "Say, if I win, would you suck on my dick right here?"

He guffawed once more while some of the people who I assume to be are his party members cheered him on. What a bunch of savages.

"Maybe she'll even agree to a tit job, captain!"

"Wahaha look at her plump ass don't you just want to slide your dick against that rump?"

"Kaka she's probably into multiple men ravaging her at night."

"Eh, maybe you're right? She does kinda look like a bitch in heat now that I look at her closely."

The men kept laughing and bragging about what they'd do with my body. I can't just stay quiet now can't I?

I un-cocked the Single Action Army's hammer and removed the cylinder.

"Look at her cocking and uncocking her gun like that!"

"It really seems like she enjoys cocking eh?"

"HAHA I SEE YOU WHAT YOU DID THERE"

I ignored their rude comments as I quickly prepared a second cylinder. I calmly loaded yellow-tipped cartridges while enjoying their gentle laughter.

"Ara, you boys seem to be enjoying yourselves, aren't you?" I holstered the Single Action Army as I approached them with a polite smile.

I could feel their hostility and their lust increase in intensity as I closed the distance between us.

The surrounding voices slowly drowned in their malice as I felt their prana ready to run wild if I made any sudden movements.

Their leader adjusted his posture and his positioning in a way that other beginners wouldn't notice. He stood just far behind me to not seem threatening but close enough to be able to close the distance in an instant.

Even then, he must be confident in his mobility despite being such a heavyset man. This isn't a disadvantage to me because of Alagarassi's cheat-like affinities and her natural talent.

The prana that was seeping from their bodies was heavy and suffocating – a proof of their experience and skill despite lack of manners, if they had any in the first place.

The man closest to me licked his lips, "Missy, now that I look at you like this, you do seem like a very delicious treat." He took out his knife and licked it with his tongue. "You smell good, too."

His friends laughed at his statement while their leader stood his ground. The people around us stopped what they were doing too, curious if this simple exam would escalate into something more troublesome for everyone involved.

Mary was looking at me with pleading eyes. [My lady, please don't provoke them too much] – is probably what she's thinking.

I shrugged as I stepped closer to him, just close enough to look him dead in the eyes. "Is it my fault I care for my personal hygiene?" I pretended to sniff him and frowned in mock disgust. "Ew, you smell like desperation and mediocrity."

I gently flicked his knife and laughed, "That's a nice knife. It's cute and small. I bet that's not the only pointy thing you have that's cute. and. small., am I right?"

"What the fuck did you just say?!" Immediately becoming red in the face, he brandished his knife in front of me. "I'm perfectly average! Wouldn't you want to know? Hehe"

I yawned and looked at his friends with derision. "Mm. One of you is an idiot, the other is a fat slob and the other is an alcohol-addled fool." I adjusted my posture to look down at him and laughed, "You are right. You are perfectly average. You're an out of shape idiot way past his prime."

A wave of mocking and laughter from the crowd broke the tension.

"She has a sharp tongue, that one!"

"Haha! She has massive balls that's for sure."

"I kinda want to be looked down on by her."

"Me too, man. Me too."

A few weirdos seem to have mixed in with the crowd but I didn't pay them any attention.

"So, what are you going to do about it eh, idiots?" I sneered at them and crossed my arms in front of my chest. "What are you doing to do to little old me? I'm just a weak woman and you're the four idiots of the apocalypse."

"SAY THAT TO MY FACE BITCH!"

The man with the knife stabbed forward while the drunkard circled around me while swinging around his whip. The fat man rushed at me from the other side while covering his body with defensive prana.

The man I called an idiot slipped inside his shadow and was slowly coming out of the drunkard's shadow.

So, in terms of classic roles, the man in front of me is the rogue, the drunkard's the whip user, the fat man's their secondary tank while the idiot's a rogue.

Time closed to a stop as I analyzed my surroundings. I thought about stepping back but that would result in an instant kill. I thought about dodging to the side but I would get run over by that tank and a head-on approach is akin to suicide.

I felt the prana of their leader but he seemed relaxed. Good, he's taking me lightly.

There's only one way out of this and that's to take them out in an instant. Luckily, I had the Single Action Army with me.

Known as the greatest pistol during the Old Order's Wild West, the Colt Single Action Army was the pistol of choice for any sane lawman, outlaws, and cowboys. It was the most accurate pistol of its time and it was pretty resilient at that too.

Due to its association with those who stand on the side of the law, it was also given the nickname "Peacemaker" and it was a name that has stuck ever since.

I ignited the yellow-tipped cartridges with prana and I drew it in an instant. Keeping in mind the enemy's locations, I shot the first shot at their leader.

I saw the knife inching towards me so I rolled to the side, just barely missing the fat man's charge. I pulled the hammer down and fired at the knife man's face as I jumped back in anticipation of the arrival of the whip man and the assassin.

The assassin took out a few small objects from his person and threw them at me with pinpoint accuracy. "Take this!"

Thinking that I had no way out, he smirked and charged towards me.

I could see the objects coming closer to me. "Shit!" I cussed under my breath as I poured all my prana into my legs. I kicked through the air and redirected my body in a way that made the small darts just barely miss me.

Priming the hammer, I aimed towards the whip's owner and shot him straight in the face.

"You can't get away this time!" The fat man slammed his leg on the ground which shook the ground and scattered some debris in the air.

Tsk. That petty trick won't work on me! I kicked the air once more and used the fat man's body as leverage.

Taken by surprise, the fat man spat out, "How the fu-" but he wouldn't finish his sentence as I hit him in the face with the butt of the revolver. Taking advantage of my momentum, I shot the assassin in the groin as he was inching towards me thinking I forgot all about him.

With everyone else taken care of, I used the assassin who was hunched over as a springboard and dove towards the fat man who was blinded by all the blood from his broken nose.

He was raging and in pain. His spittle spray all over as he shouted, "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, YOU BITCH!"

"I'm right here." I aimed the gun towards his temple and primed the hammer. [Bang!] I shot him in the side of the head. Walking towards the man with the knife, I primed the hammer one last time.

Fear was evident in his eyes as his lower body started to get drenched foul-smelling liquid. "You win. You win! I can't even move anymore you crazy bitch!"

I inched towards him while savoring his face scrunched up in pain and fear. Raising the peacemaker up to his forehead, I tapped his forehead with the colt to emphasize each word "You. Are. Mediocre."

[Bang!]

Although all of this took a while to explain, everything happened in an instant. While I am primarily a Gunslinger, I'm also a bonafide Swordmaster so this type of movement is easy for me. The decision-making could have been better but in the end, I got what I wanted.

"So, in the end, it's just you left." I turned toward the leader who was starting to recover from his stunned state.

He guffawed but his laughing face was quickly replaced by a cold face befitting a guild veteran. "Those were some fancy moves, missy." He clicked his tongue as he examined his downed comrades. "Shameless though as you caught all of us unaware."

"I do feel bad about shooting an unarmed man or two but," I licked my lips, "I think I can get over it."

Pulling out the spare cylinder loaded with blue-tipped cartridges, I reloaded the Single Action Army.

"So, it's just you and me now Mr. Examiner." I winked at him and smiled, "Please do be gentle with me."

The Peacemaker - End