Why a gun?

Why a gun?

For self-defense, I guess.

For self-defense, I guess.

Since there are lots of magicians here.

See, what if some servant of evil or something showed up, coming after your research?

See, what if some servant of evil or something showed up, coming after your research?

Huh?!

Huh?!

Am I already that famous?

That was a joke.

Still, a thief...

Still, a thief...

...or some other suspicious person...

...could show up, too.

...could show up, too.

That wasn't a lie.

It's too late to prepare for these things after they've already happened.

It's too late to prepare for these things after they've already happened.

These people are magicians, so I figured it would be good to have something other than magic to counter them with.

This pseudo-magic I can use. In the end, it's a counterfeit. A replica.

Hmmm.

Hmmm.

If a replica remains nothing but an imperfect copy, it can never beat the original.

If you line them up before you and compare them, it will always lose.

If you line them up before you and compare them, it will always lose.

I wanted a weapon.

A weapon of my own, one different from magic.

A sure-kill weapon that even I, without any means of performing magic, could use.

Because if you travel along the same path that others have made, you will remain eternally unable to surpass them...