Allen made the first move. At Djaja, a white-haired elderly guy fired the weapon. Avoiding each other, the two guys sat apart. Shooting. Some of the bullets collide with each other, despite the employment of separate weapons. Angry, Allen groaned as his toes scraped on the stone stairs. Djaja's shots spared his extremities as much as possible. Surely, the guild leader had a secret weapon.
It was a sly grin from Djaja. I like Allen's compassion for him. Allen's ability to deduce his thought process was not a surprise. But it's too late for you to take the lead now, Djaja mumbled to himself. Right foot forward. The right footholds onto the ground as the left footrests. Then, the right hand reached out and grabbed something. Allen sped away from where he had been. Djaja threw a magic-infused bamboo projectile with a goofy grin. Shooting three shots in rapid succession into the bamboo limbs was deemed necessary. However, Allen's body posture was inclined to the right, thus his assault was ineffective. Taking a few steps back, the graying elderly guy ducked out of sight. Walking slowly while feeding rounds into a magazine that fits into a waist pocket is a good strategy for survival. After loading the guns, they were ready to go. Allen drew a desert eagle rifle in his right hand and fired at Djaja. Even more surprising was the fact that he didn't move a muscle. In the distance, Allen can hear the wind gently rustling his earlobes. Because of a bamboo spear that was hurled, he rolled to the right. In the object, there is a magical aura.
Hiro, on the other hand, was enthralled by the sight. Djaja's index finger was pointed toward him. At first, Yumi and Rina could only muster out a forced chuckle.
Hiro exclaimed, "What an insane strength!"
As Rina put it, "It turns out that Indonesians are frightening, sure."
"Ricchan, I'm with you. If we run across them, we should reassess our approach to avoiding conflict."
Rina nodded in agreement with Yumi's remark. While Hiro's gaze remained fixed on the action. Fights broke out between the two factions. They held their weapons aloft, as well as bamboo spears that swung in the air. In several instances, Allen avoided harm by rolling left. As for the white-haired elderly guy, Djaja was resolved not to succumb to the temptation to play pranks on him. Spiky bamboo started attempting to pierce Allen's skin constantly. Djaja had to decide being bolstered so many times. The MK I sten gun was aimed towards Allen. He was stung by the bamboo's thorns. The revolver was discharged towards the bamboo's pointed end. It was directed towards Djaja with the second weapon. He was shot twice in the forehead. Despite this, two rounds were effectively deflected. Djaja's right hand grabbed it. Take a swing till it hits the wall. In response to this, Djaja let go of his bamboo. Allow it to float on its own. It was Djaja's left index finger that fired the MK I sten pistol. Shots rang out, and bullet shells splattered over the ground. In a flash, the right palm shifted gears and became a new weapon. From handgun to shotgun. Allen's face darkened abruptly. His brows fell. Weapons are given out at random. His desert eagle pistol was.50 AE in caliber. When compared to what he had in his hands. But the Marlin Model 55 Hunter. This particular sort of shotgun is intended for use in the hunting of wild animals. Allen rolled his eyes and yelled at the sky as soon as he realized what was going on. Are you joking around with me, God? Allen's harsh scream rang out in the ears of Herman, the three teens, and Allen himself.
Hiro's attack roused him up in an indirect way, causing him to moan in agony and anguish. Djaja retreated two steps with both of her feet. He gazed at Allen's weapon with the intensity of a savage glare. Djaja has just seen a shotgun. In addition, he spends his time evaluating the strengths and limitations of shotgun weaponry.
Djaja alters her plans at the last minute. The sten pistol Gun The sten gun MK V is now my weapon of choice. There is a noticeable difference in the rifle-like weapon's grip and bearing. The vertical handle is also included. An additional bayonet-bladed connection is also added. Compared to the first and second iterations, this version is superior. Not only that, but the MK V comes with a black sling strap as standard equipment. Djaja pointed the trigger towards Allen as he pressed the button. His two legs quickly twisted his limbs and attacked him. The sound of Djaja's footfall was hardly audible. Rub the soles of the feet vigorously until thick black smoke emerges.
Allen, to his surprise, answered his remark with a smirk on his face. The old white-haired guy noticed Djaja about to attack. Taking the initial step in the direction of the right. He was getting ready to launch an assault on Djaja when I arrived. The elderly guy pressed the button on the gun. The moment the first bullet grazed Allen Plus' brain, Djaja's pointed bamboo recommenced its assault. In this case, the pace was sped up significantly. Allen was also the victim of a stabbing. The scarecrow, on the other hand, was connected. Allen's gimmick is a cheap one. The raw material of straw is secretly used by Allen, without Djaja's awareness. Then, his left hand was flung out of his sight. Bullets began to rain down from the sky, hitting him right in the forehead. Djaja's response was only a grin. Shoot in response. Sound of gunshot casings dropping on the ground. Their features exuded a suffocating atmosphere of tension. As long as the right hand is flung down.
"Enough with the battle!"
Allen and Djaja put down their weapons. In a breathless condition, I turned to Herman. He pressed his fingers into the incision, attempting to withstand the excruciating agony. Hourglasses were on the table for Djaja and Allen to see. The sand started to fall away in clumps. Both of the elderly guys put down their firearms. After that, give each other a firm handshake.
"It was fun to go at it with you. Because of you, old times aren't merely spent writing reports, attending meetings, or stumbling over piles of paperwork."
Yumi said, "Wow, you're a true workaholic."
Rina, Yumi, Hiro, and Allen were immediately designated as rookie adventurers by the guild master, according to the rules. Djaja Ridwan Hartanto's signature is located to the right of the signature box. This was done to prevent thieves and assassins from preying on their comrades. A flight of steps was descended by Allen and his companions. Professional explorers are staring at me. The glances they give you aren't going to bother you in the slightest. They sat down, searching for the best view of the dashboard. So that they realize there is a mission for them this time when they are surrounded by a large group of individuals. On the dashboard, there are hundreds of missions waiting for you to accept them. The paper has been ripped out by a few individuals. Other individuals act below their potential because they prefer to put off dealing with their problems until tomorrow rather than face them front-on.
"I didn't expect that many people to assemble there," Rina added.
"Yes. In reality, this is how a guild should appear and function."
Two guys were knocked down as experienced explorers collided with rookies with fearsome looks. They checked the dashboard and saw that the quest request had not changed. As a result, there is a rift between the two individuals. Allen urged the three kids to avoid any activity that may harm their reputations. Following the tearing of the paper, Hiro pulled his right leg. This caused an adventurer to trip and fall. A boy with dark hair then came up to him. Holding his body with sympathy, although he feigned otherwise for a split second.
Hiro inquired about the well-being of one of the group's members, "Are you okay?"
"Damn it! Why are you helping me!"
"You simply happened to fall over your foot, didn't you?"
After hearing Hiro's statements, Rina shook her head in disapproval. When two strangers arrived, the stumbling explorer was unable to express his disbelief. Talk to Hiro in public. They were decked up in regal attire. It does, however, wear a white collar and a bow tie.
Short, white hair with unusual hair type features. Short, white hair with unusual hair type characteristics. The man's name was Wilhelm, and he had shaved his head. His face has no flaws at all, making him a natural beauty. Blue eyes and a tiny book in his hands. He wore a long vest that covered his whole body without a hood, and he had a pointed nose. When compared to the other guy, he has a buzz cut. Blue eyes and the same vest are the only resemblances. It's only that he has a little nose and a huge book.
When the two strangers' statements were heard, the atmosphere became tense once again. There was a noticeable change in the four people's attention to the two well-dressed individuals. He vented his growing rage upon the two persons.
"Oh my god, what did you just say! What a disgrace! You're interrupting my interaction with that person!"
There were six of them, and they all rejected the advice of the older adventurer. Someone wrote something down in a little book rather rapidly.
"Get ready, Jacob! There isn't much time left."
"William, please wait for me!"
The two of them broke away from the Guild. Make their way toward the exit. "That's not fair," one of the more experienced adventurers said. Decide to draw a weapon. Attacking both. A blonde-haired lady suddenly arrived. Firstly, the hair was really short. Strangled one of the incoming adventurers until she was unable to breathe. Her left hand continuously struck the hardwood floor, pleading for help. Despite this, no one came forward. Hiro rushed towards the blonde hair, holding a sword. Hiro's sudden approach shocked the blonde. She unintentionally harmed her hair structure. Rapunzel's golden hair suffered as a consequence, becoming damaged and filthy. Infuriated by Hiro's treatment of members, he rushed while strangling the adventurer's neck and slamming him to the ground. When the guy called Wilhelm delivered an order, his hair hardened.
"Rapunzel! It's time to stop! We are the inside of the guild. Do you understand? "Rapunzel was glared at by Wilhelm's stern command.
Rapunzel's hair stood on end as she heard the instruction. He abruptly halted his actions and pursued the two of them. Everything has returned to normal now. But Allen was astonished to learn that there was an Otherworlder or Isekai on this planet besides the five of them.
"Rapunzel, Jacob, Wilhelm, and Jacob's creator. Did all of you know about Rapunzel? Seriously guys!"
"Don't you dare tell me—" The three adolescents abruptly stopped the talk before Allen had finished speaking.
They all yelled, "Brothers Grimm!" in unison.
The three persons in front of him were met by the irritating stare of Djaja. Deep down, he resented the Brothers Grimm and their imaginary characters, and he refused to associate with them. Afterward, he decided to take a rest.