Death Guns In Another World

Sky Tower, somewhere on the sixth floor, was a completely white world whose sole ruler was a woman sitting in a chair floating in the sky; this woman seemed bored as she kept sighing again and again.

''Seriously, that was a great fight, but since the day I sent her down, no one else appeared here and it started to get boring. Just one more to beat, and I'll get my rewards.'' Artemia mumbled while putting a lollipop inside her mouth. 

''Hum! In the meantime, I shall enjoy some lollipops, and who knows before I finish this one, someone might appear.'' 

When Artemia said those words, she was not expecting anyone to show up as she had said the same words many times that she lost count of how many it had been. However, things were different; as soon she said those words, there was a flash of golden light on the ground making the princess jump in surprise. 

''Wow! I can't believe it someone did come.'' She said while waiting for the golden light to disappear, she wanted to see who was the new challenger before beating them; however, after the golden light disappeared, it was someone she hadn't imagined who was there. 

''Good Morning, teacher. Long time no see.'' Gracier greeted her master with a courtesy. 

Artemia was dumbfounded, having not expected this turn of events, not all. Among those she wished to face, never the little devil came out, but as people love to say, fate is bitch; indeed fate is bitch Artemia thought. 

However, while Artemia was surprised because she was not expecting Gracier out of everyone, the latter was happy, so happy she started dancing singing some unknown song. 

''♬Oh, sweet Lord! My prayers have been answered.'' 

''♬Oh, sweet Lord. You are my other half. You know how much I wished to see her, and you made it happen.'' 

''♬Oh, thank you, Princess Eretria, for appearing before me. You will be aptly rewarded.'' 

Gracier sang and danced unbothered by Artemia floating in the air. 

The princess was dumbstruck. Counting her past life, she could be considered as someone who had lived for long; she could be Gracier's great great grandmother, she had experienced many things, but nothing prepared her for what was happening right now. 

Absolutely nothing. 

She did know that Gracier was a little devil that loved to play nice before her brother but was a bit rebellious when he was absent, but this side of her was her first time seeing it. While she could understand she was happy to face her but it shouldn't be to the extent that she would begin singing and dancing. Was she possessed? 

For a moment, the princess wondered if the current Gracier was not possessed or not but quickly discarded this thought. 

''You are a funny one. Do you know that little Gracier?" She asked with a smile. 

''Hehehehe! I'm still far from that level. I'm still learning.'' Gracier said while acting embarrassed. 

The corner of Artemia's lips twitched; she couldn't believe that the little devil was trying to tease her Master. 

''Sigh! Let's stop joking and talk seriously. So, you wanted to fight me for a long time?'' Artemia asked after appearing twenty meters away from Gracier, who happily nodded. 

''I see. I understand but as your master, before we begin, let me see how much you have progressed.'' Artemia declared before appraising Gracier. 

『[Red Queen Alexandra]

Level 105

Class: Mage

Age: 15

Female

Race: High Half-Elf

Experience Value: 100000/121500

HP: 3800/3800

MP: 3625/3625

STA: 3100

Magic: Fire

ATK: 1500

DEF: 840 (+30 BP) ➤ 870

AGI: 1040

INT: 1040

LUK: 840

BP: 0

SP: 0

Fame: 0

Gift: Ignia's Bracelet

Skills: [Cooking Level 4] [Sewing Level 3] [Fireball Level 5] [Fire Arrows Level 4] [Meteor Level 10] [Fire Snake Level 4] [Flame Shield Level 5] [Presence Detection Level 5] [Chantless Magic Level 8] [Fire Lotus Level 5] [Archery Level Max] [Blaze Steps Level 5] [Golden Arrows Level 1] 

Special Abilities: [Dragon Eye Level 10 Max] [Flame Wings Level 3] [Dragon's Breath Level 10] [Lord of Hundred Flames] {Dark Mode (Sealed due to its instability)} [Dragon Tongue Level 5 (+10 SP)➤ Level 10] [Dragon Mode] (New) 

Titles: [Avenger] [Child of Fire] [The Awakened] [The Diligent] [Lord of Flames] [Half Dragon] (New)

''Wow! You have gotten stronger since the last time we saw each other. I'm proud of you. Shall we begin?" Artemia was pleasantly surprised upon seeing how much Gracier had progressed. As someone, she trained, she was extremely happy to see her progress so fast; if she were lazy, the little devil would catch up soon. 

Gracier nodded while immediately readying her weapon; she switched her Gift into the first bow as to say the bow form. 

Artemia said nothing; her figure blurred forward immediately after seeing Gracier nodding; she arrived before Gracier and launched her spear with all she got. 

The strength behind the spear was so powerful that the space in the spear's path was ripped open, and the void could be seen. Immediately terrifying gravitational force burst out from within the void, trying to crush Gracier; everything happened too fast normally Gracier shouldn't be able to react not too so fast, but as if she had anticipated her Master going all out in the beginning, Gracier smiled before speaking in an obscure language. 

''Bend!'' 

Immediately as if the world had been bent to follow her will, the space before Gracier twisted into mirror form that reflected the incoming attack. 

Artemia was surprised, but she could still react quickly; she jumped back before thrusting her spear forward. 

''Eighteen Layered Lightning Chain: Fifteen Form: World Piercer!" 

From the tip of the spear, a black lightning bolt shot out and destroyed the reflected attack; what was left of Artemia's attack headed straight toward Gracier, who jumped back in turn before knocking an arrow. 

The golden arrow cut through the air, increasing the temperature before clashing against Artemia's attack. There was a short stalemate before an explosion occurred.

BOOOOM! 

Both Artemia and Gracier were pushed back; they stared at each other before bursting into a burst of laughter simultaneously; while they were laughing, the two had the same thought; they didn't wish to lose.