I Fall In Love In Another Dimension
Chapter 33

Passing through the portal was something magical, like passing through a waterfall or going through a landscape from warm to cold weather, of course many were disappointed to pass through and not replace major changes, only differences in the green color of the sky or blue of the vegetation, some rare foods, or outdated customs, very excited soldiers were greeted with their campaign equipment, and wads of money, which most of them spent on drink and prostitutes, making these businesses proliferate rapidly, to the point that the regiments were surrounded by these places of lingerie, who despite the great cultural religious control, continued to operate thanks to the generous tithes of the owners of these establishments.

Estiben enlisted ready to take advantage of the distraction of the soldiers, he dressed in black to be able to walk in the shadows, it seemed as if he was a horse with his eyes covered in the back so as not to be distracted from his goal, he was blinded with his obsession or sick love, there is not much difference; very stealthy giving himself to the escape, he ran towards the door, replaceing it lonely, he headed towards the main street, when a hand embraced him telling him: -Estiben, is that you? Thank goodness you decided to come, look at this.

He recognized it by the voice, it was Joseph, who was disguised as a soldier, who showed him a black powder that he had in the palm of his hand, and continued saying:

-look, look, this is my damned heroine who smuggled in, she transformed herself into this,

He made a path with this powder on the ground, took out a match, scratched it with one of his yellowish vicious fingernails, brought it close to the black lines and boom, Estiben smiling exclaimed, "Gunpowder! -powder!

And with an even crazier look on his face, José replied:

-yes yes yes, looks like I have yet another discovery to pull out of my a*s. Ha-ha-ha, come on, I'll buy you a few beers and the girl you want,

Estiben did not exert any resistance, his head began to spin, that discovery of this rogue, would have a range of possibilities, new weapons, something else that would help rescue his beloved. They entered a beautiful house, whose interior was full of tables, and a dance floor, without any major adornments; when they entered the world changed drastically, now all the women looked at them, who greeted them with smiles, magically they had become gallant, even the most beautiful woman of the place now looked at them with desire, without a doubt, that is why these soldiers spent their time here, this was like being in a paradise that would serve them to remember when they were in the hell of the battle.

José asked for bottles and brought four very beautiful women, two for each one, what an abundance that made the liquor not even give a jump, one by one the bottles seemed to evaporate and José became a ghost that disappeared and appeared with his women, since the rooms were on the second floor, they nicknamed him the elevator because that night he went up and down several times, while Estiben only dedicated himself to bore his companions talking about his love for Yací, like this:

-I can't betray my beloved, even if you are very beautiful, she must be suffering right now, you know, I would really like her to be here to illuminate this place with her beauty, now I don't know if she is alive or how will she be, my only option is to go and destroy the leader Altares, damn you, Altares!

The desperate and bored girls looked around them, as their companions were getting clients, while they were there with a guy who was not willing to pay for their s****l services, because he was very much in love, one by one they left under the pretext of going to the bathroom where they were looking for better economic prospects.

The table was enlarged in that solitude, the empty bottles were collected with great skill by the waiters to exert pressure to buy, which did not affect Estiben, although he kept asking for more bottles, because he was still in that state between sober and drunk, which he could not bear, since his slight alcoholism always pushed him to the limit where his body would not receive more or his memory was lost. Finally Jose reappeared to keep him company again, a little less drunk because he was not so much dedicated to drinking, but to other pleasures, Estiben was bent over with his forehead glued to the table, making Jose think that he was asleep, so he gently tried to wake him up by moving him a little, making him raise his head to show that he was crying, which caused Jose to try to comfort him:

-calm down my friend, I call you bad drink, freeze softly.

Estiben continued crying, wiping his tears, he replied:

-it is that I am miserable, while I am here partying, my beloved doctor is who knows under what tortures, we should be was developing weapons with gunpowder, although it would not make much difference because those dogs already have nuclear warheads. José stood up, opening his eyes wide and moving his hands as if he were handling puppets, he said to her:

-don't you know the truth about the bomb? I assumed that they told you everything, I had understood that Rodriguez's right hand knew everything.

Estiben, disconcerted, also stood up, grabbing José by the shoulders, shaking him to interrogate him:

-I am not the right hand of that wretch.

José pulled his hands away to get loose, then took two steps backwards, turning around in desperation, and finally grabbed his hair to answer:

-we all know that there are two sides good and bad, and we always want to be on the right side, however, in a war where everyone is willing to destroy and take lives, it is very difficult to differentiate who is doing the right thing, that's why the leaders have to justify the noble motives of their fight, although this was not on purpose, it turns out that it is a lie that Altares developed nuclear technology, That bomb that exploded was ours, it was detonated by accident, when the plane that was carrying it was shot down, it is not known if the pilot managed to activate it or if it was suddenly mishandled by the rebels who killed the aircraft, but they took advantage of this tragedy to make it the main reason to sanctify their war, raising the flag of freedom and anti-terrorism.