A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“Nia is four months old today, she’s still a long way from being a year old, Bray,” Levy corrected Bray, raising her paw.

“Eight months goes by pretty fast, time flies,” Bray said.

“Oh!” Levy agreed, accepting Bray’s point of view.

"Only a few months old? They're so tiny."

“It’s not young anymore, it’ll probably be crawling soon.” Bray shook his head.

“Crawling? We usually fly directly.” Joshua looked at Nia with gentle eyes.

Bray didn't want to respond to that.

Nia, this young life, recalled many memories.

Sometimes, a person does something ridiculous for a reason that is more noble than anyone can imagine.

The way Joshua is holding the teddy bear right now is quite comical.

But who knows why He, as a noble third-order angel, disregards everyone's opinions and comments and always hugs a teddy bear?

Joshua stepped into the giant sphere and stretched out his frost-covered hand.

The next moment, a strong wind swept across the white grass.

Countless blue lines extend from the sphere to the ground and the walls.

If you were to go out and see it now, you would see this city, nestled on the sacred mountain, covered by countless blue patterns.

Cities that had once lost their energy supply were restored immediately.

This scene shocked the angelic survivors outside, who had thought the city would remain silent and lifeless.

"What did you do?" Bray asked, examining the somewhat unusual heart of the sacred mountain with his right eye.

"Just let this heart beat again."

The heart of the sacred mountain, serving as a backup energy source, had been in a dormant state. Joshua had simply resumed the operation of the "heart."

“Thank you, we have a chance to go back to heaven,” Joshua said to Bray.

Bray glanced at Joshua casually, realizing that the angel was still hiding something.

However, it seems to have nothing to do with me.

Therefore, Bray didn't bother to ask further, since the other party wouldn't answer anyway, so he might as well save his breath.

"Equipment." Bray only focused on what he needed.

After all, he only accepted the commission because Joshua promised him something good.

Without compensation, it would be a thankless task.

“I remember that.” Joshua nodded; He would never go back on his word.

"I'll give it to you in a bit." He paused as he spoke.

"Actually, what I wanted to say was, 'I hope you can come to heaven for a visit next time.'"

"You're insulting me," Bray retorted directly. Sending Dark Iron to heaven, in some doctrines, is practically the same as dying.

"So, in your opinion, this kind of invitation is an insult?" Joshua was a little taken aback.

"For non-religious people, this is probably the case; it's like cursing someone and getting rejected."

"But to be honest, since the angels hate the Dark Iron race so much, the Dark Iron race would probably be killed if they went to Heaven." Bray shrugged.

If Heaven were to fall to Earth, Bray would be interested in taking a look, but he wouldn't go out of his way to go up to where those angels lived.

He once went to the place where the devil lived, and he almost didn't come back alive.

"Come with me, there is a place that is the treasure trove of the holy mountain."

“I think I’m qualified to let you take one of these things.” Joshua turned and walked back to the elevator.

Bray realized that there was nothing more to do here, and it was time for him to leave this beautiful white meadow.

It's a pity, the scenery here is really beautiful and peaceful.

If a battle hadn't just taken place, this place would be incredibly peaceful.

Joshua kept his promise and led Bray to a treasure vault on the holy mountain.

This vault was specifically used to store weapons and equipment, and Joshua happened to have access to it.

Thanks to the restoration of the sacred mountain's energy, this treasure trove could be opened smoothly without resorting to brute force.

Despite many angels advising Joshua not to let humans take what belonged to the angels, Joshua chose to keep his promise.

"If we break our promise, we are not even as good as the Dark Iron race that we once looked down upon."

Joshua stopped the angels who wanted to persuade him with this cold remark.

Angels have such a narrow perspective, and this applies not only to angels but to all Bronze beings.

Because of its own power and its own conservatism, it will never see the changes in the world.

Times have changed.

The black iron type did not become stronger, and the bronze type did not become weaker.

It's just that a strong person emerged from the Iron race, and a strong person from the Bronze race passed away.

But with this ebb and flow, the bronze industry is no longer as prosperous as it once was.

The reality is that the Iron race has taken over Kapras, while the Bronze race is barely surviving.

However, too many people fail to see this point.

If more angels were to become aware, the angel race might have a chance to forge a different path.

Whether it's a good thing or a bad thing is unknown, but it's at least much better than the current self-imposed predicament.

"Ahhh! We're rich!" Naruko exclaimed as she looked at the treasure in front of her.

"Waaaaa! Waa ...

"Naruko and Nia are so noisy." Levy muttered helplessly, covering her long ears.

Bray glared at the mother and child behind him, unsure of what to say.

Nia started crying and it just wouldn't stop.

Babies all seem to be like this, and Bray doesn't know who has a better solution.

But there probably aren't many people like me who take risks with their families.

This is really difficult; there are absolutely no examples to refer to.

"Get a good night's sleep," Joshua snapped his fingers.

A few golden magical wisps splattered around Nia, and then she fell into a deep sleep, no longer crying.

"Don't worry, it's just a minor sleeping spell." Joshua's next words immediately dispelled Bray's worries, as if He had known Bray's thoughts in advance.

“…” Bray pondered for a long time.

"Thanks," Bray said to Joshua at the end.

Helping Joshua is one thing, but Joshua calming Nia down is another.

Joshua thanked him, and he would accept it.

However, he would also express his gratitude to Joshua for what had just happened.

"Alright, you can choose for yourself. I'll wait."

"I don't know what you need, but the weapons and equipment here would be top-notch even in Heaven."

"If you choose to take it, then make good use of it and don't let it gather dust."

"Who knows?" Whether something is covered in dust or not is not something he can decide just by saying it.

As he spoke, Bray began searching through the treasure vault for anything that caught his eye.

He needed protective gear, but he didn't know the performance of each piece, so he had to ask Joshua.

It's quite remarkable how Joshua could always describe all the abilities of the protective gear that Bray pointed out.

One can only marvel at the angel's excellent memory; after all, Bray has pointed out more than thirty pieces of protective gear along the way.

However, Bray eventually felt embarrassed to keep asking Joshua.

And it's a bit troublesome.

So, left with no other choice, he could only use his "Appraisal Skill lv3"—well, actually it was "Appraisal Skill lv2".

So much time has passed, and Bray is no longer the piece of trash who could be taken down with just two or three uses of the "Appraisal" spell.

He is now well-rounded, and his magical power is enough for Bray to use "Appraisal" five or six times.

Bray looked at a plate armor and then easily saw a series of data.

The talkative goddess even thoughtfully added a final comment.

"You can't wear that, you should just stay naked."

"..." Bray was speechless. Although his load-bearing capacity wasn't very strong, it shouldn't be to the point that he couldn't even wear plate armor.

Bray tried to pick up the plate armor, then gave up.

The talkative goddess is right, it's really too heavy, is it even meant for a human to wear?

Oh, no, it's not. It's worn by angels.

Undeterred, Bray scanned several more protective gears, but unfortunately, none of them were suitable for him.

Feeling his magic power almost completely dried up, Bray silently touched Naruko and Nia.

"What are you doing?" Naruko asked shyly as she was being touched.

"Just trying my luck," Bray said truthfully.

Naruko didn't continue speaking.

Bray ignored Naruko, took a deep breath, and then walked into the treasure vault.

This time he needs to be more careful; if he can't find it, he'll have to ask Joshua again.

Then, his dead fish eyes lit up, and his previously lifeless right eye became more lively.

It's not protective gear.

It's a fanny pack.

Although Bray wanted to tell himself that he was looking for equipment that could enhance him, he couldn't quite control himself.

Everyone understands how important a bag that can hold things is to adventurers.

Bray, on the other hand, prefers fanny packs.

As for why a pouch would appear in the angel's treasury, Bray no longer wanted to think about it.

"Calm down, a wallet won't make you stronger," Bray said to himself expressionlessly, forcing himself to remain calm.

The next second, he decisively used an "authentication technique" on the fanny pack.

"Appraisal Skill Lv3" activated!

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"Uranus's Backpack"

Type: Package

Dimensions: Length 12 cm, Height 9 cm, Thickness 3 cm

Special features: Large independent storage space, medium strength boost, strong stamina boost, medium damage reduction, high-speed mana recovery, Traveler's Intuition

Overall: Legend has it that Uranus is a deity personified from the sky, and using Uranus as a prefix for the backpack signifies its "grand" character. This fanny pack is a prop used by a legendary scout among angels; due to its characteristics, the fanny pack is extremely small.

P.S.: I know you couldn't resist. But to name it after Uranus, should we say those angels are talented, or just arrogant? I wonder what that guy would think if he knew.

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After Bray finished his examination, he looked bewildered.

Who is he? Where is he?