My front door leads to a comic strip

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Brutus stood atop the mountain, feet slightly apart, gazing into the distance at the city.

Kono stood beside him, a slight smirk playing on his lips:

"Tch, so this is how you hunt humans?"

Brut was greedily scanning the sparse group of refugees outside the city with his eyes, a naked and anxious gleam of desire flashing in them from time to time.

How embarrassing, Kono thought.

They actually wanted to take advantage of the darkness and kidnap people quietly like rats in a ditch.

This is completely inconsistent with the demon race's style of seizing by force and crushing everything with power.

Brut licked his lips with difficulty, forcing himself to look away from the moving "food".

He listened to his superior's undisguised contempt, but retorted vehemently:

"I don't think there's anything wrong with what I did, Lord Kono."

"For demons like us who are not born strong, the only way to grow stronger without attracting human attacks is to hunt under the cover of night."

"To date, I have successfully preyed on 307 people using this method."

"The flesh and blood of young girls are the most tender and delicious, but unfortunately... the amount of magic they provide is ultimately too little..."

As he spoke, he squinted slightly, savoring the moment like a gourmet.

Kono glanced at him indifferently as he tried to explain, his eyes as cold as ice.

The next second, his self-delusion and self-brainwashing were ruthlessly shattered:

"Demons like us, who are born powerful?"

"Hmph, in the end, it's just that they cherish their lives too much, yet crave power, and only use excuses to cover up their cowardice."

His cold snort turned into chilling air in mid-air, and the bright moonlight made the pale white bone armor covering his body gleam with a cold light.

After a long pause, Kono suddenly turned around, his tone cold and unyielding:

"Fine, I don't care how you choose to live a life of ignominy."

"I have only one request. Kill them all quickly, then immediately move on to another hunting location."

"This is the territory of the unified empire, and I don't want to run into those warriors again."

The empire's strength and foundation far surpassed those of the scattered duchy kingdoms in the north.

If one's luck is extremely bad and they encounter someone even stronger than last time, then staying here for the sake of such a subordinate would be both foolish and dangerous.

Brut quickly leaped down from the towering rock, hurried after Kono's retreating figure, his voice carrying a promise:

"Yes, Lord Kono, please rest assured, I will be able to end all this in three days at most."

In his eyes, there were no humans nearby who could fight, and the reason he kept them around was for sustainable development.

But now that the boss has spoken and put pressure on them, they have no choice but to abandon the original plan and carry out a one-time, complete cleanup.

The deaths of thousands or even tens of thousands of people should allow me to advance further.

He licked his lips, feeling unbearably hungry.

"Then I'll wait for you for three days."

Kono stopped and glanced back, seemingly weighing whether it was worth risking staying three days for this subordinate.

Finally, after reaching the same conclusion as the other party, he nodded in relief and vanished from the spot.

Swish.

A leaf was swept up by the wind and fell back down, just as dark clouds happened to obscure the moonlight and then shrouded the area.

……

Galveston, hotel ground floor, in a room.

"I'll be leaving for a bit."

Gu Yuan put down the fallen leaf in his hand, got up, and prepared to leave the room to return to the real world and test his strength.

He was now filled with excitement.

Simply cutting through stone is too vague a demonstration; he wanted to see just how much force was involved in the strike.

Furthermore... this was only cut with a soft leaf. What if it were cut with a sharp knife? How much more powerful would it be?

Various conjectures and possibilities churned in his mind, making Gu Yuan eager to verify them one by one.

Millie Alde sat on the edge of the bed, watching Gu Yuan get up and get out of bed, her tone as gentle and calm as ever:

"When are you planning to come back this time? You're not going to disappear for half a month like last time, are you?"

"Of course not." Gu Yuan walked to the door, turned around, and said, "Last time was an accident. Besides, don't I try to show up every night to let you know I'm safe?"

"This time will be no exception. Don't worry, he'll be back by tomorrow morning at the latest."

Punching power, slash intensity, effective slash range, sustained slashing ability, changes in muscle density...

All of this data needs to be detected clearly using modern instruments.

Only by fully understanding one's own physical condition can one be prepared for future battles and avoid putting oneself in danger due to overconfidence.

Although Miliald believed in this promise, she couldn't help but feel a little worried as she approached the capital.

However, he was ultimately no one to Gu Yuan, and had no reason to order him to stay here.

After much thought, all my words can ultimately be reduced to a simple reminder:

"Yeah, just be careful. As for that magical item... never mind."

She swallowed the words that were about to come out; her intention was to tell Gu Yuan not to use those doors that seemed to allow him to travel through space too much.

To date, neither humans nor elves have any understanding of spatial magic.

It would be troublesome if he couldn't come back.

however……

"Perhaps... it was a gift from the goddess?"

Millie Alder could only think this way, trying to comfort herself.

After all, in her understanding, only gods could grant a human being the power to freely travel through space.

Of course, it could also be other gods.

As Gu Yuan waved and left the room, the surrounding candlelight flickered a few times before going out.

Milie Alde exhaled, turned over, and lay flat on the bed.

For a moment, only the moonlight, like water, streamed through the window into the room. She subconsciously gripped the cold staff, letting her thoughts wander freely.

"I think... I've already seen through part of the mystery surrounding you, Gu Yuan..."

His so-called hometown, the place he mentioned but didn't elaborate on, probably doesn't exist in this world.

Despite my curiosity, thinking back to that kiss, I guess I'll only be able to wait until...

An ambiguous and vague thought suddenly surfaced in her mind, and Millie Alde felt her cheeks flush slightly.

She decisively pulled the blanket next to her over her face and forced herself to close her eyes.

"Go to sleep," she whispered to herself.

I never imagined that one day I would develop feelings for a human that go beyond friendship.

An indescribable feeling.

……

Before you knew it, the night had passed quietly.

The following morning, a horrifying event occurred in the city.

All the soldiers responsible for guarding the city at night, along with some patrol teams, totaling 120 people, have vanished.

There were no signs of a struggle, no bloodstains, and no clues left behind; it was as if it had vanished into thin air.

Panic quickly spread among the waking crowd, with all sorts of speculations and rumors circulating.

As a guest of the inn, Miliearde naturally learned of this unsettling news as well.

She leaned against the windowsill, gazing at the street. The sky was a hazy gray, like a heavy piece of lead, making it hard to breathe.

Just as she was wondering if it was the work of the demons.

A familiar and steady set of footsteps approached from afar, breaking the silence of the corridor, and finally stopped outside the door.

The rhythm inexplicably eased her tense nerves.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Gu Yuan strode in, looking radiant, a stark contrast to the gloomy and fearful atmosphere outside the window.

"I'm back."