Sadistic Player In A Fantasy Game World - Chapter 43: G.I. Tesse (1)

“Huh, master?” yawned Tesse as she walked into the living room and found Gray sleeping on the couch.

He had spent the whole night reading on different types of firearms and ended up falling asleep, a dozen incomplete guns lay sprawled on the floor next to him.

Tesse watched him for a few minutes, admiring him in silence before collecting a blanket from one of the rooms. She was about to cover Gray, however the second the blanket touched his body his eyes opened.

In one swift movement he stood up, placing his arms in front of him as if he were holding a sniper rifle. Blood percolated from his mark snaking up his arms before taking the form of a gun.

The muzzle of a crimson-red VC32 sniper rifle kissed Tesse’s lips as Gray looked through its scope ready to kill whatever had touched him.

“Oh, it’s you. Be careful not to touch me in my sleep, next time the safety might be off,” said Gray as Tesse looked at the rifle. Gray’s finger had indeed pulled the trigger, however, since the safety was was on no shot was fired.

“Y-yes master,” replied Tesse, an expressionless look on her face even though her life had nearly been terminated a few seconds ago.

“Anyway, let’s hurry up and have breakfast. For today’s training I have a special place in mind,” yawned Gray as he began stretching his back, the sniper rifle turning into blood before snaking back into his mark.

“Y-yes master,” replied Tesse, walking to the kitchen to prepare their meal.

After they had eaten they made their way across town, the streets were more desolate than before. It seemed as if the lost hopeless people that once plagued the streets had disappeared, nowhere to be seen.

However Gray couldn’t care less, he had a smile on his face as he whistled the whole way, his blood rushing so fast that his eyes were tinged red.

‘Master seems excited,’ thought Tesse silently from behind Gray, her hand on her pistol in case someone suddenly appeared.

“Here we are,” announced Gray, his arms outstretched as if to marvel at the sight.

“A-a school?” asked Tesse, confused about what Gray was so happy about.

“No, no, no, it’s not the school we’re here for. It’s the fun inside the school I want,” said Gray as he made a crimson red Barrett M82 sniper rifle and tossed it at Tesse.

“With your current strength you should be able to handle the recoil from this,” said Gray before pulling out Tesse’s pistol from the waist of her trousers.

“Master I don’t understand. What am I supposed to do with this?” asked Tesse, still confused about what was going on.

“Learn how to use it of course. You’re a smart girl I’m sure you’ll figure it out. I’ve modified it slightly so the magazine currently holds 15 bullets. Use them wisely.” replied Gray before walking towards the blood-stained school doors.

“Ready?” asked Gray, a smile on his face as he kicked down the school doors.

*Haghr Grahm grr* shouted a goblin who had been standing behind the door before Gray blew a hole between its eyes.

*Maghr Maghr!* shouted another goblin, alerting every goblin in the vicinity of the intruder at the gate.

A dozen goblins screamed and laughed as they rushed towards the entrance, each carrying a crude spear, sword, or dagger of some sort. Smiles across their faces as they looked at Gray like a lion would look at prey.

Gray turned the pistol in a long sword and swung it at the nearest goblin, chopping its head off. He quickly turned the long sword into a katana and began slicing his way through the horde mercilessly, blood soaking his new clothes.

The goblins at the back stopped their advance, staring at Gray in fear as they realized who the prey really was.

“Yes, yes, that’s the look,” laughed Gray, the blood covering his face dripping into his mouth as he stared at the goblins with a hungry look on his face.

“Oh, did I miss one?” asked Gray as he felt a cold metal digging into his back.

“Yes, yes, it’s no fun if I’m the only one whose cutting,” laughed Gray, before pulling out the spear that was embedded in deep into his skin, blood dripping out of the flesh wound.

He turned around to face the goblin who had stabbed him, staring at it with his blood-red eyes as it stood frozen still in fear.

The other goblins took this chance to run away. They needed backup if they were going to kill this monster.

“Looks like you’re all alone,” said Gray as he put his hand on the goblin’s shoulder, its body vibrating as even its breathing became erratic.

“Where did all your fighting spirit go? Come on, here have it,” said Gray before giving the goblin back its spear.

“Do something,” commanded Gray after the goblin stood motionless for a few seconds before a yellow liquid trickled down its legs, some of the droplets splashing onto Gray’s shoes.

“Did you just pee on me?” asked Gray, his smile only becoming wider, however his eyes stone cold.

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Tesse was still figuring out how to hold the sniper rifle properly when a goblin suddenly stabbed Gray in the back.

She was about to rush in however stopped when she saw the bloodlust in his eyes, she knew not to interfere with his hunt.

She watched in awe as Gray stood amidst a pool of blood, his own clothes soaked crimson red as he conversed with the clearly traumatized goblin.

Goblin guts lay sprawled on the ground next to him, viscera and dismembered body parts floating amongst the soup of crimson red that flooded the floors.

“What’s going on?” whispered Tesse, before the goblin began urinating on the floor.

“How dare it dis-” before she could even finish her sentence a blood-red greatsword formed in Gray’s right hand, and with that single hand he lifted it into the sky, before slicing downwards, butchering the goblin in half.

Blood gushed from the two halves of its body as its innards spilled out mixing with its urine.

“There’s more upstairs. Try to shoot as many as you can without hitting me,” said Gray, a crazed look on his face as he ran up the stairs before she could even reply.

‘It seems he’s enjoying himself. I should join in too,’ thought Tesse, her face turning red at the thought of being with Gray while he had fun.

She held the sniper with its butt to her shoulder, looking through its scope in the same way soldiers in action movies did, and ran up after Gray, her finger on the trigger ready to blow anything that came within her sight.