A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"I want to eat meat," Xiao You muttered unhappily. "Marek, you won't let me contact that mother and daughter because of those dragons?" Ye Shuang leaned against the pillar, her tone somewhat dissatisfied.

In the capital, the main hall of this "Society of Mathematics" had existed for an unknown period of time, yet no outsiders had ever discovered it.

It's as if no one except the members of the "Mathematical Society" can see this place.

“My dear witch, that’s not the reason.” Marek stood in the shadows, smiling as he looked at Night Frost.

Marek showed no reaction to Night Frost's barely perceptible anger, continuing to smile as always.

Marek's expression doesn't change much unless he sees something particularly interesting.

In a sense, he was just like Jonathan, always wearing a mask.

"Oh? Don't you know that the mother and daughter are protected by a dragon?"

“Of course I know, but that’s not a reason.” Marek pressed his finger to his lips.

Marek wouldn't refrain from doing something simply because someone is watching over him.

Oh, there are exceptions.

But there is only one person in this world who can make Marek or Jonathan back down, and that is Whiteface.

However, the agreement between Bai Mian and them had expired, and now no one could bind them.

"The most boring thing is to threaten someone close to you and then force them to make a boring choice."

"Such words coming from someone like you who jokes about the lives of countless people have absolutely no credibility."

"I've never done anything like that before, Miss Witch." Marek simply smiled at Nightfrost's words.

"Furthermore, we, the 'Mathematical Society,' are not some kind of murder organization."

"..." Night Frost didn't believe even half of what Marek said.

She didn't know what the "Mathematical Society" was for, but she understood that it was definitely not for saving the world.

"So what exactly do you want me to come back to the Northern Continent for?"

“First, I want to ask you, why do you want to listen to me if you want to do whatever you want?” Marek looked at Night Frost with interest.

"Even if you do whatever you want, there has to be a direction, right?" Ye Shuang said casually.

“That’s right, that’s right, everything needs a direction.” Marek glanced at Night Frost with surprise.

---

"Alright, Colonel Eric, perk up." Captain Alice, holding a stack of documents, glanced at the listless colonel beside her.

The colonel walked through the dark alleyways like a zombie.

The streets were deserted, and there were hardly any rats to be seen in the alleys.

“No, I don’t want to pull myself together,” Eric replied without hesitation.

“Please don’t push your work onto your subordinates,” Alice said coldly.

For some time now, Alice and Eric have been investigating the "Mathematical Society".

Given the situation in the Central Continent, it is truly unsettling that the "Mathematical Society" has actually moved here from the Northern Continent.

Carrasco simply handed the job over to Eric.

So, should we say Eric is reliable, or that Eric is easy to use?

However, to be honest, even if Carrasco hadn't assigned him, he would have done it himself.

After all, this thing is like a time bomb; you never know when it might blow up the entire capital.

The investigation proved to be exceptionally difficult, so much so that Eric was completely exhausted.

“Alright, the next member of the Mathematical Society should be here.” Alice stopped in front of a door, turned around and kicked the door open.

The wooden door was kicked to pieces in an instant, and then Alice threw a stack of documents at her boss's head.

He drew his gun and fired in one fluid motion.

However, the bullets did not kill anyone; one person was simply stunned by the shock.

"Who...who are you people?" A man slumped to the ground, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

“Ordinary officer.” Eric stepped out from behind Alice, flicking the documents in his hand, and said irritably.

"An ordinary officer?" The man looked surprised and uncertain.

"First, let me ask you, you're the guys who want to save the world, right?" Eric squatted down in front of the man.

Alice's inexplicable shot terrified the man to the point of a mental breakdown.

From now on, you can just say whatever comes to mind.

"..." The man's eyes widened slightly, seemingly a little surprised.

"Oh, judging from your eyes, it must be."

"That organization that plans to save the world is called the 'Mathematical Society,' right?"

“You should be proud to be a part of it,” Eric said casually to the man.

"Of course I'm proud!"

“Right, right, I’m absolutely proud of this too.” Eric nodded.

“I’m quite proud of my profession, so it seems we get along very well.”

Alice listened to Eric's conversation with the stranger and sighed helplessly.

It was another casual conversation like this. She bought that gun so that interrogation would be easier.

Eric started talking at length, so Alice quietly opened her suitcase.

"Colonel, please move aside."

"Oh? I'm having a really good chat."

“Please be more efficient, or we won’t have time for dinner,” Alice said sternly, then threw the pictures from the suitcase in front of the man.

"Alright, let's get started on the real seduction."

"This is hardly seduction," Eric said, covering his face, his feelings a complex mix.

"Ah! Ah~"

A male voice called out from inside the door, a sound that could easily be misinterpreted.

The sound was so strange that even Eric couldn't help but cover his ears.

About fifteen minutes later, Alice dusted off her hands.

"I didn't find out anything," Alice said helplessly, putting away her erotic pictures.

Next to Alice was a man who had fainted with a lewd smile.

"Didn't find out anything?"

"That guy suddenly passed out." Alice flipped open the other person's eyelids, her brows furrowing.

"And it was too sudden; it didn't seem like he had been through any kind of shock."

"I felt dizzy when I was asked questions."

“He still won’t wake up, right?” Eric said, stroking his chin.

“It’s exactly the same as before,” Alice said.

"Yes, that's why we can't find 'Mathematical Analysis'."

Only members of the "Mathematical Society" know the location of the Imperial Capital's "Mathematical Society" hall, but those who are asked this question always fall into a permanent coma.

"This is a real headache. It always ends like this." Eric spread his hands.

"So what do we do now? We're already on the twentieth." Even under these circumstances, she still trusted Eric.

"For strange things like this, you can only consult an expert."

“There’s a guy who owes me a lot of favors, it’s time to get him to do some work.”

---

"Achoo!" Bray, who was sunbathing, suddenly sneezed.

"Bray has a cold?" Levy asked.

"No, it must be someone who insulted me." "Blind man, you owe me a lot of favors, how about you share some of my workload?" Eric said to Bray, sitting casually in a chair at Bray's house.

"No, and don't you think the term 'blind man' is awful?" Bray said coldly while feeding his daughter.

"Hey, you owe me a favor, a favor."

“You’re talking like a scoundrel,” Bray said, starting to comfort his daughter and stop her from crying.

Nia has been crying nonstop ever since Eric arrived.

Bray was almost tempted to kick Eric out of his house.

Nia is always smiling and rarely cries like this.

It's infuriating to think about! You bastard, you scared Nia!

"You don't actually think that if I help you, things that are currently hopeless will suddenly make progress, do you?" Bray said irritably.

“That’s right, that’s what I think.” Eric snapped his fingers.

"Don't snap your fingers randomly, I'm afraid you'll cast a spell."

"Don't worry, I'm not that bad." Eric shrugged.

"But honestly, things will definitely make progress if you help."

"Do you think I'm just some plot device?" Bray raised an eyebrow, feeling that he had always been like this, constantly being approached by all sorts of strange people.

“Nobody said you were,” Eric chuckled, unsure why Bray would have such an idea.

Eric only approached Bray because he thought Bray was a capable man.

You know, Bray often manages to resolve things inexplicably, which Eric greatly envies.

Perhaps this time, Bray might miraculously find the hall of the "Mathematical Society".

“If you find the hall of the Mathematical Society, we will give you a very generous reward,” Alice, who was standing straight to one side, said at the opportune moment.

In Eric's and Alice's memory, Bray would work if the money was mentioned.

Unfortunately, this time they will be disappointed.

“I’m not short of money right now,” Bray said calmly, awkwardly mimicking how he would tease Nia.

"???" Not only Eric, but Alice was also shocked.

That Blakes actually said he's not short of money?

"What illegal things did you do?"

“I didn’t do anything illegal,” Bray replied, his face ashen and somewhat annoyed.

He was a law-abiding adventurer who never did anything illegal.

"That's really difficult. If you don't help, it will be quite troublesome to find someone in the 'Mathematical Analysis' department."

“Even if I help, it won’t make a difference; the Mathematical Society is hard to find anyway,” Bray said casually.

The "Mathematical Society" is related to Marek; it would be strange if it were so easy to dig up the roots.

Moreover, even if you dig up the root of "mathematical reasoning", it's best not to act rashly, as no one knows what trouble might follow.

"And if you do find it, don't do anything reckless," Bray suddenly reminded Eric.

He considered the soldier a friend, and he didn't want to see the guy die anytime soon.

He's feeling a bit helpless because he hasn't even waited for Eric and Alice to get married yet.

"Judging from your tone, you seem to know a lot about 'Mathematical Analysis'?"

“I don’t know, I only know that someone connected to the Mathematical Society is troublesome.” Bray’s words sounded casual, but his tone was still somewhat serious.

"I'll take your words to heart for now," Eric sighed.

Since Bray really wasn't going to help, Eric had no choice but to give up.