《A Fool fooling around in another world》How to take over an entire guild in about 20 minutes
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"HALT! IN THE NAME OF THE JARL-" (Now dead guard)
"KEEP YOUR HANDS AWAY FROM HIM!" (Janna)
"Huh, seems like I forgot that, on our way outside, there would still be guards..." (Me)
Wait, what was he about to say?
Janna kicks the guard to the ground with incredible strength. The ground under him cracks and he loses consciousness.
"To be honest, Janna, I don't really want to fight all these guards, so come here for a bit." (Me)
"Yes!" (Janna)
I pick Janna up in a princess car-
"OH MY GOD, YES! I'VE WAITED FOR THIS FOR SO LONG! THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER!" (Janna)
-ry, and activate "Lightning steps" to run outside of the castle, faster than anyone could catch us... but not before robbing their treasury.
'Who am I to let such a precious thing slip by?'
And for your information, there was only gold and shit in there. No weapons I can use, or badass artifacts. Just a bunch of money ad fucked up bestiality porn... a lot of the last one... a huge load of that.
'Fuck, that was a lot of bestiality porn...'
But you still took it all, you sick fuck.
'EXCUSE ME, BUT SINCE YOU'RE NOT SHOWING ME ANYMORE OF THE GOOD SHIT, I CAN'T FUCKING WANK OFF ANYMORE! I ALSO HAVE NEEDS!'
DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKED UP YOUR FETISHES ARE?! EVEN I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU JERK OFF TO THEM!
'OH, AND THE SHIT ABOUT THE ROBOT TENTACLES, RAPING THE ROBOT SCHOOLG-'
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT! HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THAT?!
'YOUR BROWSER HISTORY!'
MY ABILITY TO SHOW YOU IMAGES AND VIDEOS IS NOT A FUCKING BROWSER!
'What have I been looking at?'
Excuse me, master? I'm afraid to say, that I don't quite understand what is going on here?
'Oh, chicken. Haven't heard of you for quite some while.'
Yes, it seems like materializing still takes a lot of strength, so I have been sleeping since the tournament.
'That was literally 2 months ago.'
I'm a deep sleeper, master.
I run to the next exit. As I kick the door open, with Janna still in my arms, a bright world greets me. In the distance, a huge market place is visible with crowds of people bustling around.
"NEW WORLD! EXPECT YOUR NEW KING!" (Me)
"AND QUEEN!" (Janna)
"YES! AND QUEEN!" (Me)
"Shut up, you lunatics!" (Guy in the distance... aaaaand now he's dead)
Just as I wanted to bathe in the glory of the new town, the chase of the guards continues.
"STOP! YOU HAVE VIOLATED THE LAW!" (Guard)
I know these guards.
'Fuck, I'm really too tired to fight right now. I literally sent about 30 of them flying. Aren't they getting tired of dying?'
"Now Janna, hold on to me tightly. I'm gonna jump really far and really fast now." (Me)
"You don't have to tell me twice." (Janna)
Jumping over the rooftops, I soon shake off all the guards and get to have some peace and quite.
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"Janna, take these. We may or may not be wanted in this whole town, so they may prove useful." (Me)
I hand Janna a mask, which covers her eyes, like a ball mask.
"Yes!" (Janna)
I put on the mask as well and let mana go through it. I sense my whole face changing it's form, until I end up with gray hair and a new face structure.
Gray hair? Really? Why don't you just write "Chuunibyou" on your face? I bet that would work just as good.
'Fuck you, it's cool as shit.'
"Now, I guess it's over with fun times and we have to chase those bad guys down, eh?" (Me)
I let Janna down jump off the rooftop, in search of one particular kind of person.
"Dear? Who are you looking for?" (Janna)
"You don't know where the organisation's headquarter's are located in this world, right?" (Me)
"I'm ashamed to say, that I really don't, love." (Janna)
"And that's why I ran here." (Me)
I look around the alley way. Dark as shit and smells just like it is dark.
"Where is this?" (Janna)
"Well, let me tell you, my dear sister. I didn't just run off to a random direction. We're actually at the slums of this town right now." (Me)
How did you know where they're at?
'I'm the son of the Omni-God, that's why.'
What?!
'By God, I'm fucking joking. There was a map in the treasury.'
In another realm.
"HOLY FUCK, THAT SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME JUST NOW!" (God)
(Author's note: Gotcha, lolololololol.)
Back to our MC.
"And why are we at the slums?" (Janna)
Jann tilts her cute face to the side, naivety written on her face.
"Kukukuku, how are ya brats doing?" (Yankee)
Suddenly, out of a dark alley, 4 guys appear, each of them dirtier than the other.
"To meet those guys." (Me)
Janna stops for a second, her thought process as clear as water, until she gets it and turns to me, with her beautiful, purple eyes shining at me.
"We're going to torture the information out of them, aren't we?!" (Janna)
"Bingo!" (Me)
'I love her purity.'
"Wha'? Torture's?! KYAHAHAHAHAHA! Y' GUYS'RE CRAZY!" (Yankee #2)
"YOU BRATS WANNA THROW SUM HANDS?!" (Yankee #3)
"YOU ASSHOLES WANNA THROW SUM KNIVES?!" (Me)
I throw my knives at the feet of the hobo's and do the same with their hands, until they're pinned to the floor with all of their limbs. And then I embedd lightning into the knives.
"AAAHHHH FOCK! MAH HANDS!" MAH FOCKIN FEET! YA BLOODY WANK-STAIN! AH SWEAR TO GOD, I'LL SHANK THA SHEET OUTTA YA!" (Yankee #4)
*BAM, BAM, BAM, BAM!*
Janna steps on the kinves inside of the hoodlum, so they embedd themselves even deeper.
"No, no, no, no. You mustn't talk with him like that, or else bad stuff happens." (Janna)
"AAAAAHHHH FOCK!" (Yankee #4)
"Now, I bet y'all guys know about a certain crime organisation, which is kidnapping noble people and stealing shit, right?" (Me)
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2 of the 4 guys are crying on the floor, not able to say a word, except for useless gibberish, while the fourth one is cursing like a real scottish man would do. That just leaves Yankee #3.
"I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! I SWEAR!" (Yankee #3)
"Janna, if you would?" (Me)
"Gladly!" (Janna)
She once again puts her hand on his head, and a brilliant light shines through the dark alley.
Wait, doesn't that mean that the torture was unnecessary?
'Huh...'
You're not even gonna deny it?
Master surely had a reason for it.
'Yep...'
Master?
"So? Does he know where the headquarters are?" (Me)
"I'm afraid not, but I did get some useful information on who might know it!" (Janna)
I pat Janna's head.
"Good girl." (Me)
"Yes!" (Janna)
After a cute little giggle from Janna's side, she reveals the identity of the mysterious person.
"It's this town's guild master." (Janna)
"Continue?" (Me)
"He seems to be involved in a lot of underground activities, and is nearly the end boss of this town. He fought his way up to that position with pure strength, which shows how dangerous he might be." (Janna)
*Grin*
"So he fought his way up, eh?" (Me)
I put my finger to my chin, in an attempt to look like I'm thinking, even though I've already decided what I will do next.
"Janna? Do you want to take a little detour from fighting the nearly-celestial guy and become the bride of a guildmaster, who controls the underground?" (Me)
"I will become your bride, no matter what you are!" (Janna)
"Well then, come with me for a second, because it won't take longer than an evening!" (Me)
After 15 minutes of going around the town (which is systemized pretty damn badly), we arrive at the adventurer's guild.
'Huh, I thought it would be more impressive.'
In front of us is a building, about average in size. It looks more like a saloon, than anything, but has a huge bell on top of it. Probably to ring alarm in case of an emergency.
I kick the swinging doors open, the smell of tobacco and alcohol jumping right at me.
Is opening doors with your hands so difficult for you?
The gaze of every single tough-looking adventurer falls on me, most of them sneering while they're at it.
"'Sup guys? Who's the main-bitch of your bunch?" (Me)
The whole saloon goes quiet.
*Bam!*
With a loud sound, a burly guy stands up with his whole heavy plate armor equipped.
"Oi, boy. You'd do good to get the fuck outta here, or el-" (Burly guy)
"Yeah, we already know where this is going." (Me)
Letting my pure mana seep out into the environment, mana pressure accumulates until that guy lies down like the little bitch he is. A puddle of piss slowly spreading under him.
"Come on, you're already pissing your pants after a twelth of my total mana?" (Me)
The rest of the men stand up. They pull their weapons out and approach me threatingly.
Until my mana hits them, and they piss their pants as well.
'Oh, not only piss.'
"Even more trash. Is this town full of trash?" (Janna)
"Don't be so harsh with them, Janna." (Me)
"But they threatened you!" (Janna)
I walk over to the reception. A cute girl greets me, with tears in her eyes.
"Y-Yes-s, w- wha- what c- can-" (Girl at the reception)
"Alright, this is going nowhere. I just want to know where your guild master is at." (Me)
"U- Upst- stairs!" (Girl at the reception)
"Thanks, love!" (Me)
After holding Janna back from hurting the receptionist, I start to approach the stairs, searching for the guildmaster.
But it doesn't seem like I need to search for him.
"WHAT'S THE FUCKING RUCKUS DOWN HERE, YOU BLOODY MAGGOTS?!" (???)
"Holy shit, you're a huge guy." (Me)
The stairs he's going down creak under his tremendous weight. He seems to be nearly 4 meters tall with a long, black beard and a fat belly protruding from his way too small armour.
"And you fucking reek." (Me)
"HUH?! YOU WANT A SPANKING KID?!" (Guildmaster)
"You want a diet?" (Me)
His brown head becomes red from rage.
"WHAT?!" (Guildmaster)
"You're not only fat and smelly, but even dumb, huh? Must be pretty tough for ya..." (Me)
"I WILL MURDER YOU, YOU FUCKING SHRIMP!" (Guildmaster)
From his back, he takes out a huge cleaver, easily as tall as himself.
I sense mana coming from his hands and flowing through his huge sword.
"Damn, you're stupid for picking that weapon. Bigger is not always better, you know?" (Me)
Suddenly the sword starts blazing with blue fire.
"THIS IS NOT THE END!" (Guildmaster)
The flow of mana changes over to his armour. Just like the sword, it starts to blaze with blue fire.
"HAHA! I WILL BURN YOUR CHEEKY ASS, KID!" (Guildmaster)
*BOOOM!*
And then his whole body sinks face-down, 5 meters into the floor.
"About an eigth of my total mana, eh?" (Me)
I look into the abyss his body created.
"Oooiii, are you still alive? I need you to sign some documents, so I can become the guildmaster!" (Me)
"*Groan* You fucking brat. I'll kill you!" (Guildmaster)
"Can I finish him off?" (Janna)
"No, Janna. We still need him." (Me)
At the end of the evening and after a bit of torture, I became the new guildmaster of this town.
My first action as the new ruler, is, of course, to throw the dead body of the old one in the backyard and check out my new office.
"Sweet, he even has a leather armchair." (Me)
"Euh... dear?" (Janna)
I turn around and see Janna standing there, fidgeting and with a nervous look on her face.
"Yeah?" (Me)
"I... had another precognition." (Janna)
'She doesn't really look happy about it.'
"I'm in danger again, right?" (Me)
"Dragons. A lot of them." (Janna)
*Sigh*
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