A Dire Trade-off

So here I am...

Staring down a barrel of a gun...

I have to be honest. I didn't think I would ever encounter a gun in this world. Albeit, even an antique looking gun that must take minutes to reload...

I had heard that guns still existed in this world, but they were still in their initial stages. Everyone still fought with swords and arrows because gun powder was extremely rare to find and the process of making guns were too much of a hassle. They still haven't figured out how to optimize the process. But that isn't the important part...

Who the hell brings a gun to a sword fight?! That's not even fair!! I call shenanigans!

I gulped and forced myself to talk, "Uhhhhh. So nice weather we are having today."

The man glanced up at the sky then looked back at me. He spoke in a calm voice, "It's not bad."

I nodded, "Right... Right... So what's going on here? You going to shoot me? Or are we going to go somewhere?"