Another: Memory of Another World

Ch. 29 Counter Strike's

"Why is the place filled with criminal slaves, is it a place of seclusion or something?"

"True, it is a place of exile, for criminals who endanger the sovereignty of the country. However, let's forget it." Saga a little leachability and grubbiness. "We ended up staying in that village for a week if it wasn't wrong. Wake up in the morning, then fight the Orc herd that comes like no end until nightfall. Those were very exhausting days. Ah, at that time we also got 2 new members, Hiiro and Thalia. Then Sigur joined in on the last day." One of the names mentioned made the faces of some people turn bitter.

"So where did you meet the dragon?" ask Antares.

"We met on our way home. Suddenly, the sound of split air was heard from above the sky. Kamidia a 3-meter-high dragon plunged right above us. Everyone was fixated at that moment, terrified as well as amazed at the existence of the dragon. If the dragon only wants a horse, then we will let it go. We also have a long journey. However he might want the treasure Hiiro brought, so we have to fight against him. To be honest, I felt like a fool back then." The saga breathes heavily.

"You took a hit back and activated [Night Watcher]?" Antares did not hold back his question.

"Benar~ and we were able to defeat the dragon after a long battle. Ah, I gave her heart and eyes to Ren, if you ask about the body. The rest you leave to the guild to make our armor." Saga closed the story.

Antares immediately saw his Master, and asked a question that shocked everyone. "So you have a red dragon now?"

"No, Anta, all Saga gave up was her heart and eyes, not the living dragon." Percival had difficulty explaining. While everyone gave a nod of his head.

"That's right, ah."

Ren did not say anything and just smiled at the boy. It was not a genuine smile nor a usual cruel smile, but a smile that was difficult to explain. Seeing that smile, Antares also became confused himself, so he did not ask her further.

"So you were made platinum class adventurers? Argh, how much money did the village chief spend this week?" lamented Antares with a helpless tone.

"Why are you worried about this kind of problem?"

"No, there's nothing." He said in a monotonous tone without emotion that actually looks comical.

Then they continued the conversation that night until late at night. It was a very long time, even though the moon still did not move from its position. Where the moving is just a star grain that forms a series of motifs such as canvas continues to move slowly. The wind blew on the grass and flowers of the night. Also, the people at Ren's house.

Arthur and Arthia wanted to get out of there and go back to the cave, but Ren would not allow it. So they spend a little time calming down and making careful preparations. After all, Ren did not give any items to them. Moreover, the time in this world was different from the main world.

Where an hour in the main world, equivalent to a year in this world.

"Isn't it better if you say it directly?" Antares observes the outside world from the second-floor veranda, resting on a wooden fence.

Accompanied by a high-level human entity who has been silent since the two of them got here. "Do you like living in the village of Astera?"

"I don't hate him." Antares chose to use a neutral answer. "I know what is happening to the village, and it's too late at this point. Orcs do match the God of War. Even a foolish Orge also gained a plus in his intelligence."

"My influence in the main world is only limited through the Night Watcher. However, it seems that the value of my head far exceeded my own expectations. Destiny has been fulfilled, there's nothing more you can do, Antares."

"Since that day, I've only been yours masta'. You don't have to worry about my feelings."

"You know, the more submissive you are, the bigger I want to bully you" Ren said with a helpless expression.

"Should I wear a dog's ears and tail? I'm sure your sadistic soul will come right out." Antares chuckled a little.

"In fact, feelings of helplessness can get people hooked. Every sensation we feel makes us forget the world around us. But sometimes, you can cry, and no one will blame you."

"I know, I know... As long as there's you and the saga, that's enough for me." Antares lowered his face, glued down with his face shrouded in darkness.

"It's so stifling..." Antares said with a broken voice.

Dream Ruler

Secretarial guard

and, the bringer of misfortune

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"Yosh, we're leaving."

"Yes, yeah, yeah."

Everyone had gathered in front of Ren's house with a bright and fit face. Ren spoke no more as he snapped a finger, then, the scenery around them changed like a cloth being lifted up very quickly. A moment later, they had already returned to the goblin cave.

All of them immediately looked left and right, only to find themselves where they were before. The torture chamber was filled with blood and pieces of body. The underground prison. Or kitchen.

The goblins were shocked to see their food moving, then a laser of light perforated his head before the goblin could shout. The sound of falling objects seemed to wake them up from the daydream.

What the hell's going on? why am I here? why did he fall and not wake up again?

The goblins in the kitchen immediately shouted in disarray. Some stood up and took their weapons, intending to stab the foodstuff. While the rest were just roaring indistinctly.

"Night Watcher; On" a smooth voice resounded in the cave.

The darkness that surpassed the darkness within the cave immediately enveloped a lump of flesh and a person's head. The darkness is so dense that any form of ability to see in the dark has no effect at all. Until the Goblins feel immersed in the dark energy current. Suddenly, the direction of the dark current changed 180° attacking all the goblins in silence and silence.

"Kriesokieve? Korickriekeiev?!"

"Aragh!"

When the dark wave ended, there was no sound left. No more goblins that live in a room like a kitchen. Leave a pair of creatures in black armor with bright red details speckled, and glowing gold for another.

"Finally, I can move freely." He said in a tall man voice.

"Well, I don't really like Armor models that are too heavy." Said a smaller figure. Saying so, his appearance began to change to resemble a combination of mid-protectors and modern Sci-Fi touches.

"You look more like an Assassin, than a Light-armor Warrior."

"Let's go, let's go."

(Connected.).

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