Dozens of targets with a diameter of 0.5 centimeters randomly appeared and disappeared repeatedly in a range of five hundred meters.0

Tang tang tang!0

Roh Jun-Yeop grinned after firing twelve bullets and hitting the targets perfectly.0

“Good.” He finished the simulation, and the shooting range became dead quiet. 0

The dozens of shooting lanes that stretched out on either side of him were empty. The manager of the Shooting Club was practicing, so who dared to wander nearby? Anyone who did would be fools deserving a bullet through their forehead.0

“Hmph. This is how things should be at the shooting range. Nice and quiet.”0

The night before, Roh Jun-Yeop had returned to school for the first time in a week, and what he saw sent him into a rage.  0

A bunch of riffraff were filling up the shooting range.0

Of course, any student of Lion’s Castle could use the shooting ranges, and there was also a separate shooting range dedicated to the Shooting Club. But Roh Jun-Yeop liked to use the Number-Sixteen lane of Shooting Range Two.0

The location was both in the center of the building and in the center of all the shooting lanes.0

One day, he would become the hero of the world,...1