Death Guns In Another World

Let's rewind time to two days ago before Pandora arrived in the city.

Dawn was fast approaching, as the night slowly retreated. A hue of golden blue color streaked across the sky. The cool air was slowly being replaced by the refreshing air of a great day that was about to start.

The scenery belonged to a moderately large town. In terms of area, it lost by just a bit to a big city. In terms of resources and economy, this town fared pretty well, it's easily one of the most economically well-developed regions if one were to compare all the townships in the empire.

The arrival of a new dawn woke up the citizens of this town. They started doing their daily routines. One by one, the doors and windows of all the houses were opened as the shops started opening up for business again. The merchants prayed that this was the day they could reap huge profits. Well, different days yet the same prayers.

Unknown to the citizens, a wisp of dark light arrived at the airspace near the border of the town. The light stopped for a second before it shot into the city, disappearing between the buildings.

From the outside, this house looks lavish. It has been built with burgundy bricks and has marble decorations. Large, triangular windows add to the overall style of the house and have been added to the house in a very asymmetric way.

The house is equipped with a small kitchen and three bathrooms, it also has a warm living room, three bedrooms, a grand dining room, an office, and a spacious garage.

The building is shaped like a short U. The two extensions extend into cloth sunscreens to each side.

The second floor is bigger than the first, which creates a stylish overhang on one side of the house. This floor has a slightly different style than the floor below.

The roof is high and v-shaped and is covered with grey ceramic tiles. Two large chimneys poke out the center of the roof. There are no windows on the roof.

The house itself is surrounded by a modest garden, covered mostly in grass, a few flower patches, and a small pond.

In this big house, there's a room filled with the scent of blood and medicine. The otherwise opulent room looked like a sappy patient's room due to this stench. The vitality of this place got dragged down by this sad room.

On the bed was a youngster who looks like he is in his early 20s. Meanwhile, there's an older young man near him who looked similar in appearance but much more handsome and smart. Also present was a middle-aged man who accompanied the sickly young man.

The room was deathly silent. The two youngsters were waiting with furrowed eyebrows, they were anxious to hear what the middle-aged man had to say as he examined the sick man. Soon, he sighed.

That made the two youngsters turn grim, especially the sick patient on the bed. He certainly looked like someone who was heavily afflicted by an adverse medical condition. He turned malicious and cold as he asked the one who examined him.

"Tell me your findings..."

The man commanded with a frosty tone.

The middle-aged man glanced at him and he released another sigh.

"Young Master, your body is heavily damaged, I saw signs of organ damage as well. At this rate, I am afraid your internal injuries will only worsen..."

"I know my injuries are bad!"

The sickly pale man roared in anger.

"I invited you here so you can fix me! So, fix me!"

"Look..."

The middle-aged man bitterly laughed, he chose his words carefully.

"It won't be hard to treat you. The real problem is your damaged magical veins, if we cured you like this, there's a good chance you will never be able to use magic anymore..."

"Wh-what did you say?..."

The two young men asked with worried looks.

The sickly youngster's lip couldn't stop twitching, with utter disbelief he asked.

"You're telling me I am going to become crippled?"

The middle-aged man only lowered his head, that was his answer.

"No! That can't be!"

The man jumped up from his bed and stomped in anger.

"You're supposed to be the greatest healer around, aren't you?! Why can't you just treat me?!"

The middle-aged man only lowered his statue apologetically. This servile action only infuriated the sick youngster further.

"You're trash! Trash!"

With bloodshot eyes, the pale man chased the healer out.

"Scram!"

"Y-yes..."

The middle-aged healer quickly exited the room. With unpacified flames still within his heart, the sick youngster gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists. The thought of becoming useless trash shook him to his core, his pale face grew whiter.

Sigh.

The older male sighed, he looked at the sick male with a frustrated but helpless look.

"You screwed yourself over. If you kept going at your own pace, you would have secured yourself the position as the second-in-command when I get the patriarch title. When I retire, there's a good chance you will even get the patriarch title. Now..."

The sick patient heard the older male chastising him and he felt incredibly sad...

His bright future became a bleak one.

He's the one who felt the greatest anguish.

"Brother!"

With tears coming down his cheeks, he moaned.

"I don't want it to end like this! I don't want this!"

"What good will crying do you?!"

The older male yelled at his younger brother. Since childhood, the younger brother always listened to his older brother so he endured the urge to sob. But, the stinging pain of frustration and shame still lingered.

"Your tears will not reverse your situation? Who's fault do you think this is?"

The older male continued talking to him with an incredibly annoyed and frustrated tone.

''You couldn't control your lower body, lusting after someone's else sister. You must probably be out of your damn mind.'' The older male raged. His little brother was too much of an idiot. Alex and co passed through this city and the pale young man wanted to poison Gracier to rape her but unfortunately, they noticed it before he could even implement his nasty scheme and Alex secretly damaged the man's magical circuits as punishment. Sometimes punishment is scary and more effective, besides Alex couldn't outright kill this young man as he hadn't done the deed and Maria and the others suggested this method. He would suffer more this way.

''I-I just wanted to have a little bit of fun a lesson!"

"You have the guts to talk back?!"

Maximus Crystal turned stern.

"Do you honestly think your petty tricks went unnoticed? Are you still holding the misconception that nobody was onto you? Do you realize how many students you killed with that technique? If it wasn't because your victims had no factions to back them up if it wasn't because you're the second young master of Crystal's family, do you still think you would have enjoyed your life free of your sins?"

Gregory knew better than to talk back at this point.

Maximus sighed again when he saw his little brother's frustrated and vapid expression.

"You just had to pick a fight with someone you don't know. At least, do your homework before you pick a fight. From our investigation he is powerful, a powerful Saint working directly under the guild master of the Adventurer guild, us to say one of the few SS rank adventurers.''

[A/N: Of course, it's a fake identity to travel incognito.]

"He's... he's someone beyond our reach..."

Maximus Crystal pursed his lips as he admitted the harsh truth. He advised his little brother Gregory.

"Rest well, I will look for more ways to help you.'' He promised but was secretly wondering if the current situation wasn't for the best because this way his unruly little brother would become docile, causing less trouble. He was tired of cleaning after his little brother's mess so much that he often had the impulse to kill him to get rid of the stain on their family but ultimately couldn't do it when he recall the promise made to their late mother.

Maximus shook his head one last time and left the room, sincerely speaking he was tired, tired of this good-for-nothing of a brother he had, however good or bad he still have to look after him as it's what mean to be a family.

Gregory wallowed in his insidious vibe. He truly regretted his action but only for a moment as he was bad to the bone.

Sitting on the bed, he felt pain assaulting him all over. With a drop of a tear rolling down his cheek, he imagined his own miserable and painful end, it was nothing short of a nightmare.

"It's over! I am so screwed!"

Gregory bawled out loud. After a short while, he looked up with a frenzied look.

"It's all because of them! I will kill him! I will kill him as for his women I'll take them and violate his sister before his eyes."

He wanted revenge even when he was painfully incapable of doing so!

"Argh!!!"

He howled in anguish and anger.

Then, a jet of dark light shot into his room and his body!

Gregory was stunned for a few seconds. Then, joy spread across his face as he grinned with a malevolent look of resentment. Maybe everything was not lost after all.