Let's Try Training In Parallel World Created By Illusion Portal, Pt. 2

"Yay, I'm in the party of Darling🎵"

Kristin Järvinen, she's the very epitome of almost(?) AK fox girl of what a fan of mine from otaku community dreamed of.

In her past life when she was Ekaterina Agafanova, she owned an AK-107 and PSL-1 rifle.

Being a lovely Russian kouhai she was when I accidentally met her during my first day as freshman of our school, the one that'll be our alma matter, Ekaterina at first was quiet from distance. But when I approached her and introduced myself, things for us went awkward at first because she's not almost used to talking to the boys.

Her love confession at our alma mater's target shooting gun range when I was giving her pointers as an experienced sharpshooter, was one of the things to remember as always since she's one of my lovely girls. That time, she was adorable and cute as f.

Reborn as Kristin Järvinen, the lovely beastkin fox girl, her cheat weapon was a DMR, the Russian SVCh, a highly modified one that allowed magic bullets without the flaws and problems of original weapon design.

As her lover, when I first saw it, I was surprised at her for picking that than an AK. But considering the experience and training she had after we started going out in our past life, she's a good shot.

The only thing she would need would be putting a bullet to a human being or living being for her to get accustomed in situations that require it so we could save more lives at the cost of every bad guy we killed.

That's what I did when I was a [Silver Hound]. I wanted her to get used to 'erase' the unwanted transmigrators and the likes in reality.

"Kristin, we'll be supporting Silvia and Sari at distance including long range." I said to her. "Remember what we taught you. From here on, outside the illusion world, expect more things in the future including killing a life to save more innocent people from their actions."

To kill to save innocent lives was the code I live by.

Whenever I kill or stop a bad guy using a gun, I always put the minds of the innocents and the would-be victims first. Simo Häyhä and others understood it. It's very reasonable and a note to stop being traumatized and regret it. I thanked the Imperial States' Charter of Fundamental Rights and Freedoms for that key reminder.

"Understood, Darling." replied Kristin.

"Good. Let's get started."

Entering the Guild, the parallel counterpart building of our alma matter but fantasy-fied, our party went to the guild request to look for a quest.

Facing them, I looked at my lovely pair. "Silvie, Sari, feel free to pick a quest for us to serve as a practice."

The pair nodded and went there.

While waiting, I gave my lovely beastkin fox girl, Kristin, a headpat.

"Hehe, I got to receive headpat from Darling❤️"

Noticing her tail swaying, I smiled.

How cute.

Beastkin girls sure were interesting.

The pair then returned to us with a Sari holding a paper of the quest.

"Darling," said Sari. "How about this one? It's Living Armor."

Living Armor, Dullahan, unfortunately and much to my dismay, they were not communicable beings like those Dullahan monster girls or persons represented by anime, manga, h anime, and h manga.

Literally headless and undead type of monster with weakness to light element, the causes of it were the grudge and regrets of the deceased communicable individual, dark spell, and too much exposure to dark element mana.

After the last first mission or emergency I had, the one with Juliet's problems, when I learned this Dullahan through Cara, Maeryn, and Yuna, it was a close call.

So, for the better measures and not to cause a living armor or Dullahan, I visited Arvyn and asked him about metal that would destroy the soul of 'unwanted' idiots.

He gave me an answer, Snowium, his personal creation, the very one he used to create our cheat weapons and others.

Us having been armed with knowledge of Snowium's contents, properties, and structure, the request paper Sari held was a perfect timing for us to use the literal godly metal against the undead monsters.

"Well, what do you think, Kristin?" I asked Kristin.

"It's okay, Darling. I'm confident in Sari and Silvia's swordsmanship."

The mentioned two smiled.

"Alright!" excitedly said Silvia. "Let's go!"

Going over to the request desk manned by one of the guild staff members, a lo--- a brown-haired youngling vampire beastkin cat girl, I had Silvia do the honors.

"Miss," said Silvia. "Our party would like to take this quest, The Culling of Nacoli O. D'Lanor Cemetery."

Nacoli O. D'Lanor Cemetery, that place was named after one of the long-serving oldest generals who had his clan, the House of D'Lanor, defunded and extinct when the Order of Thousand Blades led by the polymath Sword Saint, also known as the Duke of Lundenburh, raided his estate during the time of King Carlos VII, stashed the funds of the Freivalian military to start what would have been a mafia in our terms. Having constructed a public persona that he's the "good guy" and built a cemetery named after himself, he was, in history, responsible for forging documents that allowed to enrich himself and leaking state secrets to the Imperial Republic of Maine starting off what would we knew as Freival-Maine War in later years after the passing of the Duke of Lundenburh at young age of 19 years old from his sickness.

The Nacoli O. D'Lanor Cemetery, the name in reality, outside this world created by Illusion Portal, was changed to something else without mentioning the name of the late rotten general. With its renovations, it was renamed to Freival Memorial Park.

"Alright, nyaa! Good luck and be safe!"

'Jeez, I'll be giving Silvie and the rest except for Chauvestel and Maeryn, a history lesson after we log out from this illusion world.'