Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

"Why……"

"If you have any conscience left, then I'll still call you 'teacher'—"

I remember a long time ago, Naya, who had been stabbed in the chest, lay in a pool of blood and asked in bewilderment.

Muss looked down at her, his eyes devoid of any pity: "Only your death can truly unleash his potential..."

At that time, Mus didn't take those associated with Sharp seriously, not even the Deer Clan people he had contacted. But it wasn't until Sharp summoned Naling, even turning against Lefie and gaining Mavia's favor, that he realized he had underestimated Sharp's abilities.

“You don’t know his background, nor why he approached you. You’re so naive; you know nothing about him,” Mus said.

He could have taken Golden Antlers and Sharp with him, but he let him go instead. This could have been considered a tactical mistake, but now it seems that Sharp's growth is enough to surprise Mus.

Now, his plan is just one step away from completion. And this final step requires the cooperation of a key person...

After a long period of silence, Mus finally took action.

“Bring her up.”

Ye Man'er's face was ashen. She suddenly yanked hard on the iron chain in her hand. The iron chain made a teeth-grinding scraping sound as it tightly wrapped around the woman's already battered and gruesome body.

Zhao Lin moved with difficulty, limping as she was forcibly dragged to Mu Si's side. The guards beside her, wielding long swords, held their blades to Zhao Lin's slender neck, treating her as a prisoner about to face the afterlife.

Mus stared at Zhao Lin's lowered head and asked coldly, "How much do you know about your companions?"

His response was, as expected, complete silence. Zhao Lin didn't even lift her eyelids, utterly disdainful of meeting Mu Si's gaze.

Seeing this, Mus's face grew even more horribly grim. Ye Man'er, who was standing to the side, waved for the guards on both sides to step back. She stepped forward alone, grabbed Zhao Lin by the collar, and easily lifted Zhao Lin in front of Mus.

“Speak—” Yeman warned.

"Pah... Go to hell..." Despite such coercion, Zhao Lin continued to resist, only spitting out a mouthful of blood from the corner of her mouth.

"My lord, allow me to interject. As things stand, neither coercion nor persuasion has any effect on this woman. Her understanding is far superior to that of some of us." Wu held a scripture, faithfully turning to a page, his demeanor no less than that of any devout believer.

"Why not squeeze out the last bit of value from her—use her as leverage against those rebels and use that to blackmail them?"

"That's exactly what I was thinking." Mu Si withdrew his gaze from Zhao Lin and turned it towards the distant battlefield where close combat was taking place.

“General… perhaps it’s time to strike.” Ye Man’er forcefully raised her spear, knelt on one knee, and earnestly pleaded with Mu Si. “A golden opportunity, blessed by heaven and earth. If we miss this chance, and Na Ling and the others successfully enter the city, our future operations will become increasingly difficult, and all our efforts will be in vain!”

"My lord, give the order! If we don't act now, when will we?"

A faint gasp was heard. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Zhao Lin, who had been guarded by the guards, had taken advantage of their inattention and recklessly charged towards the tip of the knife in front of her.

"Oh no! This woman is trying to commit suicide!" the guard exclaimed. But before anyone could react, Mus had already made his move. The golden antlers that had been brewing for a long time suddenly appeared in his palm. The surging energy immediately froze Zhao Lin in place.

So much so that her forehead was only a few centimeters away from the sharp tip of the knife, but this insignificant distance became an insurmountable chasm.

The dazzling golden light illuminated the entire rainy night, and even the raindrops that fell evaporated quickly when they touched the area around the golden antlers, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

“Courage is never the exclusive property of any particular race; it shines deep within the soul of everyone who dares to challenge adversity. Therefore, I respect you, and I respect you as my opponents.” Mus walked up to Zhao Lin and brushed aside the wet strands of hair from her forehead.

"I will grant your wish, but not now." With that, he raised the golden antlers high in his hand, steadily pointing them forward, framing everything within their range.

"Go forth, knights, and bring this magnificent performance to a close."

......

“You’ve changed…you’ve grown old—” Naya stood in the rain, looking at him with some bewilderment.

Bald Qiang is no longer the same as we remember him.

Indeed, he didn't look like this seven years ago; back then, he was young and energetic, not as destitute as he is now.

"To make a long story short, I know a little about your affairs, but what's the deal with Zhao Lin? How did she get involved?" Bald Qiang asked.

“When we were still in the town, Zhao Lin saved me and Sharp, and then…” Naya repeatedly closed her eyes, trying to describe her experience after death, but it was so bizarre and fantastical that she couldn’t describe it with the vocabulary she had accumulated.

“Some of my people wanted to take Sharp away, but my sister ran into them on the way and decided to take them to Deep City to seek refuge—”

After that, in Salta's uncertain words, they lost contact halfway through the journey.

"What are the chances that they are in Shenzhen right now?" Upon hearing this, Bald Qiang didn't dare to give a definitive conclusion.

“I don’t know… I’ve never been there before…” Her voice trailed off, almost drowned out by the torrential rain, “But if it were in the city, with so many people there, it wouldn’t be easy to make a move.”

Just as the two were at their wits' end, a blinding beam of light suddenly rose from the vast forest, a dazzling azure blue shooting straight into the dark clouds. Naya immediately recognized it as the Golden Deer Antler in full-power mode.

A sharp, piercing pain followed, as if her heart were being tightly squeezed, unable to beat. Naya's face instantly turned pale, and her body swayed precariously.

"Naya?!" Baldy was shocked and quickly reached out to support her. However, Naya's armor was too heavy, and he was helpless.

Naya convulsed in pain, her eyes rolling back repeatedly.

In the distance, the light from the golden antlers continued, becoming a deathly light that enveloped the area.

……

"Who...who triggered the domain tremor of the Golden Deer Antlers?"

The two sides, who were fighting fiercely, suddenly froze as if they had been frozen in place.

Alston was just about to unleash his ultimate attack when he found his body was no longer under his control. His face flushed crimson, as if he were about to explode. The weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

Fanny and Yevco also suffered from this strange effect, their bodies became extremely stiff, and they couldn't even move their fingers.

Only Sharp, who wasn't a member of the Deer Clan, was completely immune to this domain. Sensing something was wrong, he immediately rushed towards Naling. But even someone as strong as Naling couldn't escape the domain's control. At this moment, she was curled up in a ball, unable to even stand up.

"Don't worry about me... take this opportunity to stab them with a knife!" After saying this, she could no longer hold on and was about to faint.

"Abu!" Sharp roared, quickly crouching down to pick up the razor that had fallen to the ground, and viciously slashed at Alston.

Logically, this should have been a scene of blood splattering everywhere, but for some reason, Sharp's body suddenly seemed to disobey him, involuntarily making a dodging motion. This action directly caused his attack posture to change, and the razor in his hand veered off course, striking empty air beside him—

As expected, a sudden gust of wind swept past his ear, and a golden spear, hurled with force, streaked past like lightning. If it weren't for the dodge-and-run mechanic that had just been triggered, Sharp's head would probably have exploded.

"So fast!"

The spear ultimately missed Sharp, spinning once in the air before flying steadily back into its owner's hand—Ye Maner caught it with one hand, holding the spear horizontally behind her, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation.

Sharp stared blankly at the woman in front of him, dressed in a silver robe and golden armor.

As the soaring blue light gradually faded, and the domain's tremors subsided, most of the deer people, like dried-up fish, began to breathe again with their mouths wide open.

"Senior, you've arrived."

Upon seeing her, Naling dared not delay any longer. After recovering, she immediately stood up and positioned herself between Yeman and Sharp, confronting this royal guard who had almost never made a mistake in her career.

"It's always like this, Ling. Is it worth risking your life for a foreigner?" Ye Man'er asked, stepping closer.

"I'm rebellious by nature, as you know. Of all these people, the one I least want to fight is you, senior—"

Sharp had never seen Naling so nervous. Her bleeding hand gripped a short knife, clearly far inferior to Yeman's standard spear. Drops of blood trickled down the hilt and onto the ground.

“Ling, let go. Hand him over to Mu Si, and you won’t be forced into this situation…” Walking up to Na Ling, Ye Man’er felt genuinely sorry for Na Ling. “Think about your sister.”

"I'm staying here today to avenge Naya. If you insist on stopping me, I'll have no choice but to be disrespectful." Na Ling gritted her teeth, her face full of struggle.

Yeman nodded in satisfaction, and the spear began to dance in his hand once more.

If Mus taught Naling how to fight and use weapons, then Yeman was the one who taught her how to recognize the advantages and disadvantages of weapons and war.

This title of "senior" will probably be used until the very end.

“In that case, I will bestow upon you this final lesson… Feather.” Beneath the spear, Ye Man’er’s eyes were cold, her pupils bloodshot.

"Even the most powerful tiger can only fight like a cornered beast when faced with a pack of wolves hunting it together."