Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

"See? I can't help her. I don't even know what she's doing," An Han said in an extremely helpless tone.

Upon hearing Na Ling's sudden voice, An Han immediately tensed up, goosebumps rising all over her body. Ever since witnessing the terrifying power hidden within Na Ling that night, she had been filled with vigilance towards this mysterious woman. What troubled her even more was whether Na Ling was not the only one possessing such power.

Are the Deer Clan really as backward and feudal as described in those so-called "authoritative" sources?

Although she doesn't usually pay much attention to these things, when she realizes that there is such a dangerous presence around her, she feels an unsettling storm approaching.

The deer clan high priest who openly revealed his identity to all of humanity without any scruples... the challenge to severely damage Deep City within three days... all these things made An Han feel as if she were in the midst of an unpredictable conspiracy.

Xiao Ke looked at An Han through teary eyes and choked out, "Sister An Han... I, I apologize to you... Please call someone to arrest me..." She slowly raised her hands, trembling.

"Only I could do something so stupid..." Xiao Ke's tears slid down her cheeks, and her voice was filled with despair.

"Arrest? That's so boring, that's not what I wanted—" An Han rubbed her neck and stretched her sore shoulders, then suddenly became interested, "You injected two whole bottles of anesthetic into my body, ouch, that hurts..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ke's heart tightened, and she was too frightened to meet An Han's gaze. This could not only lead to imprisonment but also potentially huge compensation payments. Thinking of this, Xiao Ke felt that the down payment she had painstakingly saved for a house was utterly insignificant.

"My request is simple: just let me take you back to Sunset Mansion for now. I'm sleepy—" An Han's voice trailed off, the last few words almost inaudible. She stretched as she spoke, trying to shake off her drowsiness. Xiao Ke looked at An Han, who was even swaying as she walked, and felt incredibly guilty. All of this was because the anesthesia hadn't completely worn off, leaving her feeling weak.

"Ah... but I'm still worried. After all, I'm just an ordinary person, while you're the center of attention. If someone finds out, won't it cause you trouble?" Xiao Ke asked with some concern.

An Han gently shook her head: "No, don't worry. Besides, we can make up a story, saying that after a thorough investigation, you discovered the criminal's location, took the opportunity to rescue me, and then sent me back. This way, we can explain why I'm here and also save you from unnecessary trouble."

Xiao Ke excitedly rushed to An Han's side and hugged her leg tightly. She felt incredibly lucky.

"Waaaaah, Sister Anhan, you're so perfect! I'll definitely repay you! If you need any help or support, just let me know!" Xiao Ke looked up at Anhan's eyes and said sincerely.

"Alright, stop kneeling. I didn't do anything earth-shattering." An Han gently patted Xiao Ke's shoulder, gesturing for her to stand up. "However, given your foolish and reckless behavior, I still want to punish you properly..." A cunning glint gradually appeared in her eyes. An Han gently stroked her chin, seemingly pondering some embarrassing idea.

Xiao Ke looked at An Han nervously, wondering what the so-called punishment would be, but hoping it wouldn't be too harsh.

"Hmm... speaking of which, I happen to be short a secretary in my office to run errands, pick up packages, and write some documents. How about I pay you a full-time salary separately?" An Han suddenly said.

Xiao Ke's eyes widened; she could hardly believe what she was hearing. This wasn't a punishment at all; it was clearly a cushy job! She immediately nodded vigorously in agreement: "Okay, okay! I can do it!"

The thought that someone would finally be able to handle her mountain of packages filled An Han with immense joy. She imagined Xiao Ke bustling about with all sorts of chores and couldn't help but smile. The young woman, meanwhile, happily accepted the job.

She knew that this arrangement would not only meet Xiao Ke's needs but also make things much easier for herself. After all, having a diligent secretary to help out always makes life a little better.

More importantly, she could free up some manpower to handle some private matters behind Karl's back... such as surveillance.

"Come to my office tomorrow to get an internship certificate. My housekeeper will take care of the rest of the procedures for you." As soon as she finished speaking, An Han reached out and hugged Xiao Ke, pretending to faint as she leaned against her.

"Sigh... Sister Anhan?" Xiao Ke gently pushed Anhan, feeling a little lost, but she didn't push her away. Anhan held Xiao Ke's arm tightly without loosening her grip at all.

"Just in case, maybe the police are waiting at the door?" An Han's breath brushed against Xiao Ke's ear, carrying a slight warmth that made Xiao Ke feel a tingling sensation. "Don't underestimate my butler's abilities; he's an expert at finding people."

Feeling An Han's gentle breathing, Xiao Ke's heart started racing, and her body gradually became hot.

"Hey...hey, Sister Anhan, don't blow on my ears, they're so itchy!" Xiao Ke twisted her body, trying to avoid the itchy feeling.

"Where did I blow? I was just smoothing the stray hairs around your ears..." An Han clearly had another purpose and was deliberately teasing her.

"Ughhhh, I can't take it anymore, don't bite me—" Xiao Ke suddenly screamed. An Han actually lightly bit her earlobe, a sudden action that made Xiao Ke tremble all over, her heart pounding even harder.

……

In the outskirts of Shenzhen, the night was as dark as ink.

“It’s Lefie, they’ve caught up,” Naling said calmly, her voice devoid of any emotion. Having anticipated this moment, her gaze was fixed on a dark corner outside the tent.

Zhao Lin stood beside Na Ling, clutching a sharp knife tightly in her hand, her face filled with anxiety: "This... can't we use the knife to cut the thread? That way we can stop them from controlling Sharp!" Her tone was urgent.

“If you don’t want him to suffer permanent brain damage, then don’t do it,” Na Ling replied outright.

Zhao Lin frowned: "But we can't just leave it alone. If Lefève controls Sharp, wouldn't that be the same as them succeeding?"

Na Ling's eyes flashed with displeasure, annoyed by Zhao Lin's overreaction: "Don't be so tense, Reporter Zhao. Do you think he's the only key figure? You are too, only to me—" She suddenly paused, as if realizing something important.

"Are you coming?"

Na Ling suddenly turned her head, looked into the darkness in the distance, and muttered to herself.

Her eyes sharpened.

Not far away, in the water plants by the river, a dark sniper rifle slowly rose above the water level. The dark muzzle seemed to devour everything, casting a shadow of death over the two men.

The man's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sinister smile, as if he were watching a tragedy about to unfold.

"Get out of the way!" Na Ling shouted. She shoved Zhao Lin aside. Just then, a muffled gunshot shattered the silence of the night...

The armor-piercing bullet flew into the tent with tremendous force, swift as lightning, and instantly pierced through it. It whistled past Na Ling and Zhao Lin. Immediately afterwards, the bullet struck a large tree behind them, producing a deafening roar.

Crack! The tree was blasted in two and crashed to the ground. The immense impact made the entire tree tremble. Leaves fell one after another, as if in silent mourning for this sudden disaster.

"Lie down here properly! And keep an eye on him!" Na Ling pointed at Zhao Lin and Abu, then, holding a knife, rushed out of the tent without hesitation.

"Na Ling!" Zhao Lin cried out in terror. But Na Ling didn't turn around; her figure quickly disappeared from sight.

"Great, they've finally come to my rescue—" Nathaniel, awakened by the gunshots, breathed a sigh of relief, secretly delighted. He felt he finally had a chance to escape the control of that female demon. However, he didn't realize that the danger was far from over.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Nathaniel quietly rolled behind some bushes closer to the riverbank. When he got up, he saw a speedboat in the river and shouted to the people on board, "I'm here! Come and save me!"

Just then, Narne appeared behind Nathaniel like a ghost. Her movements were so fast that they caught everyone off guard. She kicked Nathaniel to the ground and quickly pulled him in front of her, using him as a shield.

"It's time for you to show your worth, kid. Put your hands up!" Naling said menacingly, pressing the knife tightly against Nathaniel's back. Nathaniel knew he was in trouble and had no choice but to comply.

“Surrender, Naren…maybe Mus will let you go,” Nathaniel pleaded earnestly.

"What are you thinking?" Na Ling sneered and refused, "If he doesn't let me go, I will never let him go either! Move forward!" she commanded loudly.

Through the scope, Nathaniel raised his hands, completely obscuring Naling and placing her in a relatively safe blind spot.

"Hmph, Na Ling, I see you're at your last gasp." The man laughed smugly, slowly lowered his gun, stood up from the river, and revealed his true face.

“Ye Weike, Ye Man’er and I are both older sisters, so why is your younger brother so much more of a scoundrel than her?” Na Ling slowly pushed Nathaniel forward.

“I have absolutely no connection with that Ye woman. I was chosen as a Templar Knight based on my own strength. She and I have always been just competitors.” Ye Weike said with disdain, “I would never be as stupid as her to tell everything to someone who is on the opposite side of me.”

He clearly didn't want to argue with Na Ling any longer, and knew she was stalling for time, so he whistled loudly, and an eagle the size of a small animal landed on a branch near the tent. Its hooked beak was pointed at Zhao Lin.

"Meow meow meow meow—" Abu blocked her way, growling in his throat, his fur standing on end, and he got into a fighting stance.

Ye Weike shook off the water and walked step by step onto the shore. As he approached, Na Ling became increasingly cautious.

"If nothing unexpected happens, Lefie has already easily entered his mind, right? Naling, now that you're in a dilemma, what are you going to do?" Yevkov provocatively asked.

“Of course I’m ready anytime.” She held the knife to Nathaniel’s neck, her left hand behind her back gesturing to Zhao Lin.

There was movement in the bushes near the tent.

"Tsk—what a piece of trash." After cursing Nathaniel, Yevkov, noticing the commotion, raised his sniper rifle and blew the whistle to signal the attack.

……

"Shhhhh!"

The puppets before Sharp moved and shifted positions with ghostly speed, dazzling the eye. They wielded sharp swords and launched swift attacks on Sharp. Each strike carried a fierce killing intent, aimed directly at Sharp's vitals.

Sharp was forced to retreat continuously, struggling to dodge the dolls' attacks. His steps became unsteady, sometimes leaping, sometimes rolling. However, the dolls' attacks grew increasingly fierce, giving Sharp almost no chance to catch his breath.

"Bang!"

A golden light blocked the longsword that the puppet was aiming for his head, but it also forced him into a corner. Just then, Naya's figure appeared amidst the flashing blades.

“Sharp, there’s only so much I can do to help. I don’t have enough energy to sustain me in my manifestation for long…” Naya’s voice was filled with exhaustion.

"Little Naya..." Sharp silently murmured Naya's name in his mind. He took a deep breath to concentrate.

Suddenly, Sharp kicked away the longsword that the doll was slashing at him, and the sword fell to the ground with a thud. Now, Sharp finally had a decent weapon.

Sharp rolled over and raised his longsword. Facing the group of puppets surrounding him, he took a deep breath.

"Hehehe, still trying to struggle?"

With that cold laugh, Lefève's mocking voice descended from the sky. At the same time, the eyes of the previously dull and lifeless giant puppeteer suddenly blazed with a blinding crimson light, as if trying to set the entire stage ablaze. The enormous hands that enveloped the stage also began to move slowly.

As the threads swayed, the puppets danced. They surged forward like a tide, rushing towards Sharp, trying to drown him in a sea of ​​puppets.

"boom!"

Just then, a dazzling golden shockwave suddenly erupted from Sharp's body. The powerful force instantly sent the entire group of puppets flying, and even the seemingly indestructible tethers snapped under the impact. Even the puppeteer, high above, was forced back two steps by the sudden shockwave.

However, behind this powerful force, Sharp heard a painful groan.

"Naya? Are you alright?!" Because he was one with the afterimage Naya had created with energy, Sharp could clearly sense her real-time reactions. At this moment, Naya had obviously reached her limit.

"Sharp... I can't hold on much longer..." Her voice sounded extremely weak, as if she would disappear completely at any moment.

"Hahahaha, you brat, I thought you could hold out for long? It was just your last fantasy..." Lefebvre laughed wildly, her expression becoming increasingly distorted. She manipulated the puppeteer, and with a wave of her hand, thousands of traction ropes quickly wrapped around Sharp, binding him tightly.

The sharp ropes tore through Sharp's clothes and skin, and blood flowed down the ropes, forming thin red streams. Sharp felt short of breath; he tried to struggle, but to no avail. His body was hoisted into the air and slowly lowered to Lefie, who was comfortably reclining on the puppeteer's shoulder.

"Pah! Scumbag!" Sharp's eyes were bloodshot as he spat a mouthful of blood at Lefie.

"Your mouth is so dirty, little brother, but... I like it." Lefie's lips curled into a strange smile. She stuck out her tongue and gently licked the blood from the corner of her lips, as if savoring the most delicious food in the world. Then, she wrapped her hands around Sharp's shoulders, her eyes gleaming with a beastly light, radiating endless desire.

"Become my doll—"