《Guns in another world》Onwards to Legacy VIII
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Garth sat in a couch on the fourth deck of the Airship, a thoughtful expression on his face, as if waiting for someone. Hearing the rhythmic footstep, he turned to face the crew member who was approaching him from downstairs, picked up the liquor bottle from the table, took a sip, and asked, "Are they all fine?"
They are all fine with minor injuries; most of them have lost teeth and have swollen faces; some have regained consciousness as a result of the healing potion we provided; the rest are still unconscious but should awaken soon." Professionally replied the crew member.
"What about Ned?" As Garth put down the bottle, he inquired.
"He is also fine, just unconscious; we have bandaged his wound and fed him the healing potion, and we have also created an antidote for the poison in his body per Fionn's instructions; we are just waiting for your instructions on whether or not to give him the antidote." The crew member responded.
"Don't give him the antidote now, wait until we get to legacy, I don't want him causing more trouble when he wakes up, just keep feeding him healing potions until his wound heals." instructed Garth.
"Understood," the crew member replied, hesitantly adding, "and what about Fionn, should we just leave him be, what would we answer if the parents of those teens questioned us about the culprit who did this to their children?"
"Why would I do anything to him, he did what any self-esteemed person would do in that situation, and if their parents come looking for a fight, we can just send them to Fionn, Don't worry, I won't let them harm you in any way, it's not like we are caretakers of their children." Garth nonchalantly responded.
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"I hope so," the crew member sighed as he walked downstairs.
The journey continued as the incident died out temporarily. Three more days passed in the same manner, and Fionn's routine remained the same: he spent most of his time inside his room, only coming out to eat food, rather than relying on the Airship's mediocre room service. During these three days, Fionn didn't even see the shadow of his fellow passengers. Feeling a little guilty thinking he may have been a little too heavy handed, he enquired a crew member about their condition, receiving confirmation that they're all fine from the crew member, he threw the incident to the back of his mind, relieved.
During these three days, the journey has also been smooth sailing, with pleasant weather. But starting early this morning, Fionn noticed a strange change in the weather. Getting out of bed, still a little sleepy, he looked out the window and saw nothing but darkness, "it's still early," he thought, then taking a deep breath, he remarked, "why has the air suddenly become kinda cold and why does it feel so refreshing like breathing in an elixir?" The cold is not like in the winter, but rather like in the spring, making one feel refreshed and at ease.
Curious, he got out of bed and looked out the window, but what he saw almost shook his soul out of his body; below was a vast unending forest, but what was shocking was not the forest itself, but the trees in the forest, which were glowing with a mystifying green light, giving the entire forest an ethereal appearance. The forest looks breathtakingly beautiful in the early morning light, with the slight layer of fog and the gently glowing trees. The trees in the forest were not all the same; some were tall, some were short, with leaves of various shapes and sizes, creating a disorganised yet harmonious scene.
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"What exactly is this location? It's far too beautiful." Fionn commented as he looked down from the Airship at the scene below.
He dashed out of his room and toward the upper deck, hoping to get a better view of the scene. As he approached the upper deck, he noticed a few crew members who had already awoken and were going about their business.
When one of them noticed Fionn, he smiled and said, "Good moring," adding, "you are up quite early today, do you need anything?"
"Good morning," Fionn replied, continuing, "I don't need anything, just tell me what this forest below is called, it's too beautiful."
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