A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

But Bray took a shortcut in this method, learning it directly from others.

Besides that, he learned a lot. His physical condition didn't change, but his skills definitely improved to a higher level.

With the added boost from his waist bag, Bray now has a high probability of winning against the previous "Trialists".

But this did not bring Bray any comfort; on the contrary, it made his heart even heavier.

The fate of a person who upholds the precepts is guided; this power, which is not obtained through one's own efforts, is also brought about by "fate."

If he is a person who observes the precepts, then why is the world consciousness urging him so urgently?

Even a casual thought makes me feel that nothing good is going to happen.

"Honestly... forcing me to wield a sword like that, I'll get tired," Bray muttered to himself, seemingly blaming no one in particular.

He took a breath, leaned against the wall to rest for a while, and then slowly stood up.

He was not injured in this battle, but his soul was struck several times, leaving him quite exhausted.

After standing up, Bray tidied his equipment, sheathed his sword, and walked dejectedly back in the direction he had come from.

He happened to see "Soul Eater" Vidfulnir, and then took care of the guy.

But the silver species outside his field of vision were beyond his control.

A skilled hunter can hunt a lone lion, but facing a pride of lions means certain death.

Despite how easily Bray dealt with a single Silver Species, he knew his limit was dealing with just one.

He would struggle greatly when facing multiple silver coins, and there was always the risk of losing his life.

"Hey, over here! Over here!" Naruko, who had been waiting for Bray until nightfall, waved her arms vigorously with Levy to welcome Bray's return.

Bray glanced ahead, then looked up at the sky.

I didn't expect this battle to last so long, even though I didn't think it would be too difficult.

So, in reality, I had been through a very long and difficult battle? I just hadn't realized it.

"Sigh," Bray sighed dejectedly.

"Why are you sighing like that?" Naruko tilted her head.

"Didn't things get done?"

“The bird has been killed.” Bray shook his head. The matter was certainly taken care of; he sighed because of something else.

"In the city... there might still be a few people alive." He paused, then added.

"It's good that someone is alive. You're not some kind of guy who can save the world the moment you show up," Naruko said, waving her hand as if she understood everything.

However, Bray didn't appreciate it at all and simply took Levy's hand and left.

"You bastard! I'll never say comforting words to you again!" Naruko was angry, really angry.

She stood there, waiting for Bray to change his mind and come back to her.

Unfortunately, Bray and Levy drifted further and further apart.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Naruko exclaimed in surprise, even sticking out a single ahoge (cowlick).

Why didn't you wait for me?!

“You’ll catch up on your own anyway,” Bray replied.

"I...I!!!" Naruko wanted to argue, but found that she seemed to be able to keep up no matter what, which made her feel really annoyed.

"Want to know why I sighed just now?" Bray asked, taking Nia from Levy.

"I don't want to know." Naruko turned her face away.

"Because there should be a lot of monsters appearing in the Western Continent, and many cities should be completely out of order," Bray said unhurriedly.

Bray didn't know where Naruko learned her tsundere attitude from; it didn't suit this pink-haired idiot at all.

She should have just chuckled and asked why.

“That makes sense.” Naruko thought about it and agreed.

If other cities had the same monster, they might have collapsed instantly.

There is no other dead fish eye in this world.

Moreover, even with Dead Fish Eyes around, the city still turned out like this, so it's hard to imagine how bad it would be without him.

"So what does this have to do with you sighing?" Naruko didn't think Bray would be the kind of guy who would lament over something like this.

"So, those cities with airports, trains, and harbors are also ruined," Brett said.

That was the real reason Bray sighed; he had only suddenly thought of it on his way back after killing Widfolnir.

So, how are they supposed to get home now?

The Western Continent and the Central Continent are separated by a vast ocean.

"Ah ...

There's no way to go back!

"Ah..." Bray let out another dejected sound.

"Did you bring a teleportation scroll?" he tried to ask.

"Weren't we here on our honeymoon? Why did we bring such convenient things with us?!" Naruko squatted on the ground and wailed along with them.

"..." Bray was speechless for a moment, unable to find any words to refute Naruko.

It's not that we can't find anything to complain about, but rather that there are too many things to complain about.

The swordsman who had just killed a Silver-ranked enemy was now left bewildered in the wind with his family, not knowing how to get home.

"Hmm..." Levy opened her cute eyes and looked at the two of them.

She happened to be away from Nia, so she somehow managed to pull out Nia's camera.

"Click." Levy opened her camera, pressed the shutter, and captured the scene of the couple hugging their knees in distress in one go.

"Hehe~" Then, Levy let out a soft laugh =V=.

"Whoosh—" The sound of the howling wind swept past Bray's ears.

Little Nick may be late, but he will never be absent.

When Bray was at his wit's end, he tried calling out "Little Nick".

And then Little Nick really did show up.

It seems that Nicol Bolas really does spy on himself regularly.

The most annoying thing is that he still can't get rid of this perverted voyeur.

The real good one is Nick; Nico Bolas is just a swindler.

However, Bray isn't having Little Nick carry him around right now, because Little Nick is only so big and couldn't possibly carry the whole family.

So now, two dragons, one black and one white, are carrying the Bray family, with little Nick just navigating ahead.

The twin dragons soared through the clouds above the ocean, traversing the distance between the western and central continents.

It might not take an hour to get back to the mainland.

At that speed, if it weren't for the light snow providing wind protection, it would probably have been blown away in an instant.

Of course, with this blessing, even the toddler Nia was able to fly calmly in the air.

"Why do you smell so strangely of blood?" Xiao You, who was carrying Bray, asked with some confusion.

“Just killed an eagle,” Bray replied.

"Like us?" Xiao You tried to ask.

“Hmm.” Bray nodded.

Then Xiaoyou fell silent and obediently continued flying with Bray.

At this point, Xiaoyou felt it was better not to ask too many questions, but curiosity still compelled her to ask a question she shouldn't have.

"why?"

"I don't like it." After pondering for a few seconds, Bray answered Xiaoyou's question.

Startled, Xiao You almost threw the bolt off her back.

What are you doing?

"Cold," Xiao You replied in a very subtle tone.

---

Bray left the Western Continent, but for someone born and raised here, leaving the Western Continent is no easy task.

On this golden continent, cities are constantly being destroyed by the Silver Race.

If a single Silver Race can destroy a nation in a short time, then a large number of Silver Races could easily devour a continent in a short time.

"BOOM!!!!" The luxurious palace is collapsing.

The bright red carpet was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Charles X, the current emperor of the German Empire, is sitting on his throne in the palace, clutching his hair.

He was a powerful ruler and was known as a wise monarch.

But what good is it? It's all beyond our control.

The Silver Clan's claws eventually reached the capital of the Japanese Empire.

Even the most militarily powerful German Empire could not withstand the invasion of the Silver Race, let alone other smaller countries.

"Your Majesty, please flee!" a courtier pleaded with Charles X to escape.

If they don't leave now, this palace will completely bury Charles X.

"Where to flee to?" Charles X asked a very simple question.

"This..." This question easily stumped the minister.

"You may leave," Charles X said softly, it was hard to believe that this usually powerful emperor would speak in such a soft voice.

“No, a subject cannot abandon the emperor and live on,” the minister said with a sigh.

"Then sit beside me." Charles X shook his head, not continuing to drive away this loyal subject.

Despite exhausting all their strength and energy, they could not find a way to save the Western Continent.

Although it sounds disheartening, Charles X realized that the Western Continent was truly doomed this time.

The last time Charles X felt this sense of despair was a few years ago when angels attempted to establish a "holy city".

This time, the feeling of helplessness and despair was even stronger.

Back then, there was an adventurer who could change the situation, but this time, it's a catastrophe that no powerful individual can avert.

Even if one small place is saved, a dozen or so other places may have already been wiped out.

Charles X also considered preserving his life and rising again.

But he soon realized that this "rising up" was nothing more than an excuse for being afraid of death.

With his strength and his luck, he could not save the Japanese Empire, nor could he save the Western Continent.

Of course, this kind of self-abandonment and waiting for death can also be considered an escape.

At this moment, it doesn't matter whether he chooses to die or not; Charles X's personal wishes are no longer important.

Under the threat of the silver seed, all beings are equal.

Even if they manage to escape for a day or two, they will still inevitably die in the end.

"Crack!" A huge rock fell straight down, striking Charles X on the head.

Charles X casually swung his fist, shattering the boulder.

Pebbles were scattered on his angular face.

Before his death, Charles X actually wanted to see what kind of monster could awaken the deepest fear in people's hearts.

At the very least, we need to understand what kind of beings are even more powerful than the Bronze-ranked ones.