Starting with a Military Arms System I Rise to Dominate Another World Chapter 59 : Chapter 59

Chapter 59: A Battle of Transformation

Ryan did not know what Isabella was thinking, so he continued asking, “I’m asking you, what do you want to do?”

“Faced with his insults, do you want to strike back?”

“Or do you agree with what he said? Do you also think that you are worthless?”

Ryan’s words were like a bolt of lightning flashing through Isabella’s heart.

Strike back?

That was right. She had to strike back.

Her strength was weak.

But she was not worthless.

Even though most of the people around her called her a waste,

her father and mother had never once said that she was worthless.

Instead, they had always encouraged her by her side.

Even when she hid in her room because she was afraid to face other people, her parents had never blad her in the slightest.

She did not accept it!

She did not accept Luth’s words!

She was not worthless!

As Ryan watched Isabella’s eyes grow brighter and brighter, he knew she had worked it out.

That was precisely why he had not acted.

Isabella’s biggest problem had always been psychological.

To put it simply, it was an inner demon.

When everyone said the sa thing often enough, it beca far more than re words.

If not for the fact that her parents had never given up on her, there was no telling what Isabella might have beco.

“Str... ike back.”

Isabella said softly.

Ryan heard her.

But he straightened his face and barked, “What did you say? Louder. I can’t hear you!”

“I said, I want to strike back!”

Isabella said it again.

This ti, her voice was a little louder than before.

Even so, it still did not satisfy Ryan.

“Louder! He is the son of your enemy. Do you want him to look down on you?!”

Ryan roared.

Isabella lifted her head and looked at Luth.

At that mont, Luth’s face was full of ridicule.

That instantly made Isabella recall everything she had suffered over the years.

Every ti soone bullied her or insulted her, Luth had always been there.

And on top of that, Luth’s father, Hermann, had opposed Alfred, driven Alfred away, and kept her from seeing her father.

The anger in her heart burned hotter and hotter.

Then, in the next instant,

Isabella let out the loudest cry of her life.

“I said—”

“I want to strike back!!”

“I do not accept that I am worthless—!!”

After shouting those words, Isabella’s face turned bright red.

Ryan knew that only now had Isabella truly changed.

The current Isabella had finally gained the foundation needed to fight an enemy.

If she had remained in her previous state, then let alone facing an enemy, even escaping would have been nothing more than a fantasy.

“Very good.” Ryan nodded in satisfaction. “Then I’ll leave this enemy to you. It just so happens that this is an internal matter of the Jurgen Family, so I won’t interfere.”

“Uh...”

Isabella froze.

The mont she heard Ryan say that he was leaving Luth to her, she imdiately felt helpless.

Had Ryan forgotten?

She was a D-rank Mage, and the magic she was best at was only vision enhancent magic, the kind of magic that did nothing to improve combat power.

Luth, on the other hand, was a B-rank Mage.

His strength surpassed hers by no small margin.

How could she possibly defeat him?

What she had shouted just now had only co out because Ryan had forced her into a corner and the situation had driven her to it.

If she really had to face Luth, then she would definitely be crushed.

“I... I... am not his match.”

Isabella looked at Ryan, then lowered her head and spoke softly.

“Don’t worry. Since I’m telling you to deal with him, that ans I believe you will definitely win.”

“B-But I...”

Before Isabella could finish, Ryan cut her off.

“I know what you an. You want to say that you’re a D-rank Mage while he’s a B-rank Mage, so you can’t beat him, right?”

Ryan asked.

“Mhm, mhm, mhm...”

Isabella nodded repeatedly.

“There’s no need to worry. Use the magic and fighting style you are best at. Think back to your gun practice in the castle so ti ago. This ti, use the gun to fight him. I guarantee you’ll win!”

Ryan encouraged her.

Ryan understood the power of the Desert Eagle better than anyone.

Luth was only a B-rank Mage, that was all.

Could he block one bullet and still defend against ten?

What a joke.

As long as there were enough bullets, even the most formidable Mage would still die with hatred in his heart.

And by sheer coincidence, the one thing Ryan did not lack right now was bullets.

He had more than enough bullets to turn Luth into a sieve!

“Can I really do it?”

Isabella murmured.

“Isabella, do you trust ?”

Ryan asked.

“I trust you, Mr. Ryan!”

“Then you should trust the Magic Tools I created.”

At those words, Isabella nodded heavily.

The very first ti Ryan had taken out the Desert Eagle, he had already been able to fight against her father.

And her father was a powerful A-rank Mage.

That alone showed just how overwhelming the Desert Eagle’s power was.

At that thought, Isabella’s gaze beca sharper and sharper.

Ryan was right.

Even if she could not trust herself, she still had to trust the Desert Eagle Ryan had made.

Isabella said that to herself in her heart.

Ryan watched her expression closely.

Once he saw that she had truly figured it out, he stepped aside and let Isabella face Luth alone.

Then Ryan slowly moved to the rear and stood with Nika and Nila, watching from a distance.

He was very eager to see whether Isabella could truly bring out the Desert Eagle’s advantages.

This was a test.

An extrely important test.

Important enough to determine how much importance Isabella would hold in Ryan’s heart from this point onward.

If Isabella could control the Desert Eagle well enough to defeat Luth,

then Ryan had decided that he would let Isabella beco his companion and travel with him on adventures.

“Mr. Ryan...”

Nila wanted to say sothing.

Ryan waved a hand. “There is no need to say it. You should understand that this is for Isabella’s own good. She is no longer the Young Miss of the Jurgen Family. Right now, she is only a D-rank Mage. If she wants to survive in this world, then she must learn how to fight. Otherwise, she is going to suffer for it in the future.”

Hearing that, Nila fell silent.

She knew Ryan was right.

This world was nothing like the castle.

Inside the castle, Isabella had been the Young Miss of the Jurgen Family.

She had lived a luxurious life, clothed in splendor and fed with delicacies.

The servants around her had all revolved around her.

But now, she was no longer the Young Miss of the Jurgen Family.

She had to learn, in the shortest ti possible, how to survive in this world.

And the first lesson Ryan was giving her was this—learn how to fight.

This was the battle that would remake Isabella completely!

She had to complete it with her own hands.

If outsiders interfered, it would only do Isabella harm.

Even so, Nila was still very worried.

She watched Isabella anxiously and prayed for her in her heart.

When Nika saw how worried her younger sister was,

she studied Ryan’s expression for a mont, then slowly walked over to Nila and took hold of her arm.

“Younger Sister, don’t worry. Haven’t you noticed that Master and I have already been prepared this whole ti? The mont we see even the slightest sign that Isabella is about to lose, Master and I will step in at once.”

Ryan naturally heard Nika’s words, but offered no response.

He only tightened his grip on the submachine gun in his hand.

“Elder Sister... Mr. Ryan...”

Only then did Nila let out a breath of relief.

Now that she knew Ryan and Nika were protecting Isabella, she finally relaxed and turned her attention back to the battle.

On the other side,

Isabella was already standing in front of Luth.

“Brother... Luth.”

“Oh?” Luth wore a look of surprise. “Isabella, what exactly are you trying to do?”

“No way. No way! Don’t tell you’re planning to fight ?”

“Yes.”

Isabella nodded.

“What?”

After receiving Isabella’s confirmation, Luth was stunned all over again.

What kind of person was Isabella?

She was the disgrace of the Jurgen Family. The family’s worthless burden.

As a mber of the family head’s direct bloodline, she had sohow ended up as nothing more than a D-rank Mage.

And what about him?

From childhood, he had already shown B-rank magic talent, and by the age of twenty, he had officially beco a B-rank Mage.

One was D-rank. The other was B-rank.

And yet what had he just heard?

This D-rank Mage, Isabella, actually wanted to challenge him, a B-rank Mage.

The sun really had risen in the west.

Hm?

No, wait.

It was still night.

Then he had to be dreaming, and the dream had not ended yet!

Isabella paid no attention to what Luth was thinking.

She knew that if she was going to face him, then she had to focus with all her strength.

So—

the one who struck first gained the advantage!

In an instant, Isabella leaped behind the large tree to one side.

At almost the exact sa mont, Luth had already rushed toward where she had originally been standing.

But his attack missed.

It did not hit Isabella.

“Hmph. So you dodged? At the very least, you are still the family head’s daughter. It would only be normal for you to have that much skill.”

Luth turned to look toward Isabella behind the tree.

At that mont, Isabella had already raised the Desert Eagle and aid it at Luth.

Bang!

A heavy gunshot rang out.

Every hair on Luth’s body stood on end.

He sensed the presence of death.

I’ll die! I’ll die! If I can’t block this attack, I’ll definitely die!

His instincts were screaming a warning.

Luth’s many years of combat experience saved him.

Almost by reflex,

he cast a magic shield.

Crack!

In the next mont, the magic shield was pierced through, and a crack appeared in it.

Over the next few seconds, the crack rapidly spread.

In the blink of an eye, the entire magic shield shattered.

One shot!

With only a single shot, Isabella had destroyed Luth’s magic shield.

When Isabella saw the result of her attack,

she sucked in a sharp breath.

Just now, she had felt sothing.

She had sensed that one particular point in Luth’s magic shield had far less mana than the rest.

So she had followed that feeling and aid there.

And the result had been astonishing.

With just one shot, she had destroyed Luth’s magic shield.

That instantly filled Isabella with confidence.

“W-What?”

Luth stared blankly at the shattered magic shield, beginning to doubt his entire life.

Was this really an attack launched by Isabella, a D-rank Mage?

Had he gone mad?

Or had the whole world gone mad?

But before he could figure out what had just happened,

Isabella raised her gun and aid at him again.

That sa familiar feeling of death descended on him once more.