Nuansha came up with a strategy in advance. She had no interest in driving the aliens. The two blonde women's eyes were fixed on a phantom scene for a long time. After moving in with them. Intimate kisses and tender embraces for the guy she loves and the baby she cherishes. Choosing to die for the sake of others was a courageous decision. Nuansha, on the other hand, was wary about taking any chances. The dishwasher's sink is occupied by both hands. Drying out by hand. She swabbed the napkin clean with her fingers. After that, she turned around and looked back. Released the apron that had been tucked under his chin. Assembled and stored in a cabinet. The arrowhead was found after a long hike with both feet.
Despite her relief, the blonde hummed. Her heart was full with joy at the opportunity to meet fellow strangers. Those who were older (excluding Allen McCarthy) had a good time in the tower because of their maturity. Despite meeting them, he worried about Hiro Sakaki. Allen, an elderly guy, was a no-no for the man. He has no right to meddle in his personal issues. In spite of this, Nuansha saw an aura around her.
Nuansha's robotic arm erupted into flames, followed by a burning sound. Bring a red pacifier to the table. Take a couple deep breaths. Toward a room, the pacifier had shifted its position. Nuansha took her arrow bow in her hands. Pull the cords while focusing the attention on a door that will open later. Outside, She heard a knock at the door. He had black hair when it was unwrapped from his body and examined. The man's visage seemed familiar to Nuansha. Both visually and audibly, to be precise. As soon as it appeared, a sarcastic smirk appeared on the face of Nuansha. The blonde lady, on the other hand, flashed him a warm grin. When it came to black-haired males, there was nothing he could do about it His mouth was dripping with saliva. Lifting the right leg over the thigh of a black-haired guy as he sits. Nuansha lowered her head and scowled. Grasp both hands at the waist and reduce both brows at the same time.
"How long have you been here?" sneered the black-haired guy.
"Gufron, are you come to make fun of me? People don't want to say hello. I become irritated by your poor behaviors from time to time."
"Sorry. What can we expect this time around? I want to know more about your meeting with someone from another world."
As predicted by Nuansha. Gufron entered the building without a word of welcome or pleasantry. His gaze was riveted on a blade, Hellreaver, which he held in his hand. It was also given a protection amulet to prevent him from fleeing. His black hair was straight, and he had a full beard and mustache. Shirt with an eagle brooch and globe on the left collar and short sleeves. Taking off the gloves is necessary.
"However, I had no idea what to anticipate. Two New German troops came across me. It is simply beyond my comprehension what God is capable of doing."
"Have you ever engaged in combat with them?"
"Indeed. But they are Old Gods. It's not like that today," Gufron said, shrugging his shoulders.
Nuansha lowered her head and scowled. Old Gods and New Gods are two different things. Turn around while retrieving an iron can from the closet holding chocolate-flavored pastries. The teabag is on the table next to him. While preparing the serving utensils, re-close the container. Gufron strode up to the edge of the chair and rubbed his mustache.
"So, you've come to say hello to me? Or—"
"Meeting you would make me feel better simply by itself."
She said, "The last time you came here, you must have asked if I was married or not."
Gufron's ethereal grin. Nuansha was seen filling a glass with hot water all the way to the top. As the amount of water rises, so does the sound. To deep crimson, it goes from being colorless. He threw the teabag's rope on the ground.
"Yes. That's how I recall it. As far as I know, you're a family man. Especially..."
Gufron paused in his exposition. What if Nuansha knew the truth? His mouth was fluttering. At one point, he even coughed and cleaned his throat. Try to change the subject matter rapidly.
Nuansha said, "What else?" as she placed the cakes onto the platters.
"Moreover, it makes me think of J.R.R. Tolkien," Gufron said.
"I see. That's what I assumed you were going to do. J.R.R. Tolkien did the same thing to you before, didn't he?" Nuansha set out a dish with hot tea and cake.
However, the individual made no denials about the statements just now. Gufron took a seat. He had his hands folded with a little grin on his face.
"Tolkien, of course, is a well-known fantasy author. His work is well-known, and I've found a lot of great things about him on the earth. But I'm just killing the wicked version."
"What exactly do you mean by the wicked version?" She questioned.
Gufron gave a slow shake of his head. In the mouth of a guy who is smiling, a strange grin is emitted.
Gufron shook his head a few times before returning to his work. The black-haired guy smiled with a curious grin. Assuring Nuansha that she will squeal with glee. The blond lady had done little more than scratch the surface of the situation. Tolkien's murder, he thinks, was committed by Gufron, a being from another planet.
"Forget what I asked for."
"Which is the best way to let go? It's not like you nuansha wening, to be honest. Is it true that you—"
"Then, what's the point of being here?" Nuansha asks.
"What's the point? I agree that it's quite stiff. I don't know why your words made me feel like I was being questioned by the police."
"Sorry. However, your physical look might be distracting at times." Nuansha sighed as she placed a tray on the table.
A time in Nuansha's past, when she was with her family, is remembered. It seemed as if a bird had sprung out of nowhere. A tweet from outside the window broke Nuansha's delusions. The bird's beak continues to slam against the pane, causing the glass to shatter. Gufron frowned sternly as he saw a sparrow belonging to a church. As soon as the thing appeared, it bolted for the door. Nuansha let out a sigh and drew the drapes on the left side of the window.
As a result, "I should have evicted him."
"You don't have to do anything. As a result of your detention, I took responsibility for it."
"Right. It was the cage that kept me safe from 'that guy'. The situation is quite horrible," Nuansha expressed her displeasure.
"But if we let it to—"
"Adventurers and otherworlders will be at risk. The walls are also full of magic, amulets, and different kinds of [Barriers] that Nuansha doesn't know about, but they are there. They can be insane,"
Nuansha did not dispute Gufron's claims. The blonde lady felt bad for not accompanying her to the other side of the door. As a result, rice has turned into porridge.
"Do you know what they're used for in the Twin Towers?"
"He stated they had to go upstairs to finish a task. It's possible that this is a gift from the Grimm brothers. Why?" questioned Gufron about Nuansha.
"Yes, that's exactly how it works."
Gufron sprang to his feet, grabbed his sword, and dashed to the door. Black-haired guy consumed all the cakes till they ran out of goods in a hurry. Then take a sip after sip after sip. Nuansha lowered her head and scowled. He massaged it with tissues with both hands.
"Don't tell me that—"
"I didn't say a word. Something piques my curiosity, and that's all. In particular, the Grimms.
"Are the Grimm brothers? I'm intrigued to know why you're interested in them. Is there any relation between them and J.R.R. Tolkien as a writer?"
"It's possible. The energy of the Brothers Grimm, on the other hand, is precisely the same. That's why I wanted to find out what was going on with them before—" then the [Telepathy] talent simply arrived.
The screams reverberating from the upper floors. Gufron sat with his lips covered, laughing heartily. He wasn't expecting them to hear a talk right now.
"Did you hear what we were just having? Your [Eavesdropping] powers are very amazing."
"You have the audacity to arrive in our dungeon, intrusion! In my opinion, you're the most powerful person in the room. But remember that in this tower, we are the ones in charge," Wilhelm said in a hushed tone.
Until the stone trickling on the floor shatters the wall. The ear canal was cleansed by Gufron. Take a seat and listen to the birds chirp. Afterwards, the door to the outside is secured. Nuansha opened it in a hurry. That didn't work. Similar to Gufron, who had a calm demeanor.
"It's pointless. From the outside, I've secured access. In this case, you won't be able to access it until we've won."
When Wilhelm explained to the two, Nuansha tossed her head back in disgust. He was preparing to shoot the arrow that was adjacent to the dining table. Gufron, on the other hand, held his right wrist and gently shook his head. The index finger of his right hand brushed his lips. Squeaking with a wink at each of his pupils.
"Do we have to thank you for our imprisonment?" I had the ability to open the door with ease. ...but it's going to be tedious," Gufron said.
"So, what are you going to do?" Jacob said of Gufron once the conversation ended.
"Don't worry about it. The two of you will be waiting for the otherworlder to beat you while they are doing so. Prepare Jacob and Wilhelm to weep!" he said.
The Grimm brothers hacked away at [Eavesdroppingability ]'s to listen in on conversations. Relieved, Gufron exhaled. Nuansha lowered her head and scowled. Shocking claims are being made. Angry people gave Gufron a very angry look.
"What?"
"It's absolutely nothing. I didn't expect you to blindly put your faith in them."
"It's not truly the truth. Because they know they can count on me to get things done, they get complacent and unwilling to attempt to have fun. That opponent was not them," he stated softly.
The blonde lady, on the other hand, was really interested in learning about her social standing. Gufron hurled a sheet of paper. He didn't want to reveal Nuansha's screen state. Opening the red rope was the blonde's task. As soon as it was opened, Nuansha's eyes widened in disbelief. When she saw it, she was stunned.
Nama: ?
Umur: ? Tahun
Ras: Timeline Keepers
Level: Infinity
Ability: [???]
Skill: [???]
"There's no way. Who are you, really?" she said. "Nuansha Wening, you don't need to know me."