Death Guns In Another World



The following morning he came and was about to check on her when she suddenly woke up.

Immediately became alert. She said, "Alex, what do you want? I'm warning you, stay away from me. "

With that, she shrank back and hugged her knees. Her whole body was almost curled up to the corner of the bed.

A pitiful expression appeared on her delicate face.

Alex rolled his eyes at her and naturally didn't care about her pretense. He smiled faintly and said, "If I wanted to do something, I wouldn't have waited until now. The seven hours you slept for days are more than enough. "

Hearing this, Silveria glared at him and decided not to pretend anymore. She stretched and looked at her clothes. Surprisingly, they hadn't been touched.

"He's worse than a beast …" She couldn't help but mutter.

"It seems that you are still a little disappointed." Alex smiled.

Silveria gritted her teeth and ignored Alex teasing. She stood up and was about to leave.

She did not want to stay in this place at all, and she did not want to see Alex now.

Although her memory of that day was a little fuzzy, she still had some impressions of what happened after that.

For example, when she wrapped her arms around Alex's neck and rubbed her face against him, recalling this intimate gesture Silveria's face heat up and she couldn't wait to find a hole and jump in. That was too embarrassing, to think she'd do something like that when drunk, fortunately, she didn't drink much if not who knows what could have happened. 

Afterward, Alex and Silveria had breakfast after which they left their tent. Silveria pressed her hand on the door and the house transformed into a small cube before she keep it.

Alex gazed at the morning sky which was covered by an icy mist. A chilling breeze blew past his ear like a whisper from a ghost.

He observed the sky through the mist. He sighed, he could feel the final fight of the Infinity Maze slowly closing, the next floor would probably be the last one and he couldn't help but clench his fists feeling a little bit of pressure, after all the enemy he'd be facing was none other than Bahamut's clone, this could be said to be their first clash. He could use this chance to gauge the other party's strength and make proper countermeasures.

'It won't be an easy fight.' 

°°°°°

Meanwhile in a certain realm.

You force forward through the untried portal hidden in plain sight in an alley. You're immediately met by a vibrant world. Light as a feather you gently float above the surface, hanging in the thick smog that fills the air. A new world has opened up to you, vast expanses of new life ready to be explored. You can't wait.

Because of this rough environment, you feel slightly panicked as danger hides everywhere. This world is certainly benign, but with great risks come great rewards.

In the far-off distance, you see bits and pieces of eerily familiar beings. While they appear to be docile and safe, you realize it's probably best to keep your distance. There are fluffy creatures, tiny creatures, and what you think might be crawling creatures of some sort.

In the middle of this realm was a house.

From the outside, this house looks very elegant. It has been built with oak wood and has tan stone decorations. Small, squared windows let in plenty of light and have been added to the house in a fairly symmetrical pattern.

The house is equipped with a small kitchen and two modern bathrooms, it also has a warm living room, two bedrooms, a cozy dining room, and a snug storage room.

The building is shaped like a T. The two extensions are linked by a patio circling half the house.

The second floor is bigger than the first, which creates a stylish overhang around half the house. This floor follows the same style as the floor below.

The roof is high and triangular and is covered with wheat straw. Two large chimneys sit on either side of the house. Several large windows let in plenty of light to the rooms below the roof.

The house itself is surrounded by a modest, childsafe garden covered mostly in grass and with a children's playground in the center. 

In the garden, A fresh plot of grass is accompanied by young hedges and flower bushes. Several, stocky trees stand near the left edge, their leaves, and branches continue to be home to countless creatures. The rows of flowers are clearly in need of a little care, but they're hanging in there; they're home to all sorts of life. The hedges and flower bushes reach 1.2m/4ft high, but they won't grow much taller than this. A few, short signs are scattered around the garden, almost taking people by the hand in order to show them the best sights. Vines and grass creep and crawl their way beyond their borders, sneakingly trying to take just a little more land.

The trees, moosewood trees, have stood there for dozens of years, and are what started the creation of this entire garden in the first place. The rows of flowers do attract some attention, and the hedges and flower bushes do deserve some credit, but the focus is just simply on the moosewood trees.

In the middle of this beautiful garden was a table and sitting around this table was a beautiful woman.

Nyx's black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and some of it fluttered in the air. She sat and seemed to have blended with nature. She was silent not saying a word when she suddenly opened her small mouth and sighed.

''That foolish sister of mine didn't make use of this opportunity. Who knows how strong he would have become if she took the initiative.'' 

If Silveria were to hear her sister's words she would have flipped over and fought Nyx even if she couldn't win. 

Only Nyx know what she was planning by saying those words.