Today, a rare sunny day lit up the castle grounds. Strolling through the garden, Abigail was in an exceptionally cheerful mood, chatting away with William about the upcoming birthday party, antiques, and her work responsibilities.
As they walked, Abigail suddenly caught sight of a building 70 or 80 meters away. Clutching William's arm, she said, "Darling, the stables must be busy at this time. Should we go later?"
Feeling the softness of her touch on his arm, William stopped and looked at Abigail's slightly bashful expression. Understanding her hint, he teased, "No problem. Let's go back and do something fun."
"Ugh, that's not what I meant!" Abigail playfully shook his arm and pointed toward the shooting range. "You promised me before that you'd practice shooting with me."
Embarrassed by his misunderstanding, William sighed, feeling somewhat defeated. Looking at the shooting range in the distance, he muttered, "I didn't expect your hobbies to be so unique."
Thinking about it, William realized that apart from her passion for antiques and shopping, Abigail didn't seem to have any other particular interests. In the end, practicing marksmanship could be useful for both of them. Sighing in resignation, he took her hand and led her toward the shooting range. As they walked, he reminded her, "Once we're in the shooting range, you'll need to follow my instructions. If you don't, I won't let you touch any weapon."
"Fine, fine, you're the boss," Abigail replied cheerfully. She understood the dangers of weapons, being an American herself. But what had sparked her interest in guns was seeing how dashing William looked when he equipped himself in the weapons vault back in London.
William entered the access code, scanned his retina, and the door to the shooting range automatically opened. He led the visibly excited Abigail down to the underground armory.
The moment they stepped inside, William noticed that the armory had been upgraded by Sunday. It had expanded significantly. What used to be a space of just 30 or 40 square meters now looked to be at least 150 square meters. His eyes quickly landed on a wall-mounted electronic keypad, and without Sunday needing to explain, he knew this was just the first underground level. There were likely more levels below.
However, with Abigail present, William didn't want to scare her or reveal all his secrets.
Ignoring her dissatisfied look, William selected a CZ83 pistol, but Abigail immediately pointed at a modified M1911 and said, "No, I don't want that little one you picked. I want that one."
William shook his head helplessly, walked over to the weapon rack, and picked up the M1911. After checking that it wasn't loaded, he handed it to an excited Abigail. "This gun was customized for my hand size, arm strength, and wrist strength. It's too heavy for you, and the recoil is too strong. You'd hurt your wrist after just a few shots. The CZ83 is the most suitable weapon for you in the entire armory."
Abigail tested the weight of both guns before pouting and handing the M1911 back to William. Holding up the CZ83, she said in dissatisfaction, "But this one is small and plain-looking. It's not nearly as cool as yours."
"Why don't you try firing it first, missy, and then we'll talk about how cool it is?" William teased her with a smirk. "Let's see how much you'll complain when your wrist starts hurting."
Despite Abigail's grumbling, William carried a box of ammunition and led her to the shooting platform aboveground. After loading the magazine, he stood behind her and quietly guided her through the basics.
Once her stance and grip were corrected, William put ear protection on her and said through the headset, "Alright, you can fire a shot now to try it out."
No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a loud BANG. The electronic target system reported, "Six-ring hit."
"Huh?" Abigail, visibly pleased with herself, turned to William with a smug expression.
William chuckled and encouraged her, "Not bad at all. Hitting the target on your first try—looks like you have a talent for shooting."
Buoyed by the praise, Abigail turned her focus back to the target 10 meters away. She fired three more shots in quick succession: BANG, BANG, BANG.
The machine reported, "Four-ring, five-ring, five-ring."
Not satisfied with her results, Abigail took her time to aim carefully. In less than half an hour, she had fired all 50 rounds from the box of ammunition. The final score showed an average of five rings per shot. William couldn't help but give her a thumbs-up. While massaging her wrist, he praised her, "Even though this was only a 10-meter target, not missing a single shot is pretty impressive. If you practice 50 rounds a day, you might become a sharpshooter in a year."
"Looks like I've found a new skill I can master," Abigail said, beaming with pride. However, her joy didn't last long. As William continued to massage her wrist, she winced in pain and cried out.
William rolled his eyes at her and said, "I told you to rest after every magazine, but you wouldn't listen. Now that it hurts, let's go and treat it."
He left the guns at the shooting range, knowing that Sunday would dispatch cleaning robots to handle them. Then he led Abigail to the castle's living room. After retrieving a small self-healing medical kit from the basement, he sat her down on the sofa.
"Put your hand in here," William said, showing her the cylindrical plastic medical kit, which was about 15 centimeters long and 10 centimeters in diameter. "For an injury like this, it should heal in about half an hour."
Abigail obediently placed her wrist into the device. As she began to feel the pain subside, she asked curiously, "Darling, what is this?"
"It's a self-healing liquid that accelerates recovery by 20 times," William replied. After a brief pause, he added with a shrug, "Actually, the effect is probably even stronger than 20 times. For instance, if someone had a broken bone and soaked their entire body in undiluted self-healing liquid, they'd recover overnight."
"What? Overnight? Oh, God," Abigail gasped, covering her mouth with her free hand. "You've used this yourself, haven't you? Does that mean you got hurt on your trip?"
William grabbed her hand to stop her from pulling her wrist out of the device. "Relax. If there's danger, I promise I'll run faster than a rabbit. And don't forget, all my outerwear is bulletproof. How could I possibly get hurt? This stuff is something I acquired from an organization with hundreds of years of history. They've used it for who knows how long, so I know exactly how effective it is."
"Hmph," Abigail muttered, narrowing her eyes at William suspiciously. After a few seconds, she sighed in relief when she didn't notice any signs he was lying.
As her worries faded, her thoughts turned to the origins of the self-healing liquid. "Let me guess—this wasn't exactly a gift, was it? You probably took it."
William playfully pinched her cheek. "Does it matter if I took it or it was given to me? What matters is that it works."
Seeing William's relaxed demeanor, Abigail sighed inwardly. She was certain that he had indeed taken it by force, and judging by the mass-produced design of the medical kit, he likely had plans to manufacture it in bulk.
Worried, she asked, "Are you sure this won't cause any trouble?"
"Don't worry," William said confidently. "If I dared to use it openly, it means there won't be any trouble."
He thought to himself, Anyone who might have caused trouble is already meeting Satan.
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