A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

What's needed isn't a function, but a wonderful coincidence.

For example, go to the "real world".

Of course, he wasn't as powerful as Bray, who was able to see the will of the world.

However, Jonathan's own fate and destiny were thus somewhat distorted.

But this slight distortion, combined with his own research, made him an anomaly.

Jonathan removed his top hat and bowed deeply to Marek.

"However, I must say, you have accomplished something truly remarkable."

"The world has lost someone who could shatter my mask."

“Congratulations, congratulations!” Jonathan said, putting his hat back on.

Looking back now, it seems that this reincarnation, besides granting him immortality in disguise, did nothing else.

Boring, so incredibly boring.

My endless life is so boring.

I am not even as interesting or unexpected as the ordinary people around me.

“Marek, I’ll continue using the script you wrote.”

“After all, this is something you put a lot of effort into, it’s a waste to just leave it lying around.” After saying that, Jonathan left the hall alone.

The clown didn't even bother to bury Marek; he just muttered about a corpse for ages before leaving.

While walking with his back to Marek's body, Jonathan would occasionally hop around with his legs together and kick his legs left and right.

He showed no sadness or regret; on the contrary, he was in a very good mood.

It's so good it's chilling.

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P.S.: Just got off work, so I can only post a single update today.

“I’m sorry to interrupt your fight, but I need to remind you of something,” Nick said abruptly while Bray was still fighting.

"Remind me of a place?" Bray asked, a little puzzled.

“A large portion of the Silver Seeds are heading to the capital,” Little Nick said.

At first, those silver-level creatures had no clear purpose; they were like a pack of rampaging wild beasts.

But just now, these riotous "beasts" began to move in a regular pattern toward a certain place.

Just like the military.

This might sound a bit unbelievable.

After all, it's unimaginable for silver-level beings to form an "army".

Each Silver Seed has its own pride; who is qualified to guide them?

However, that is the reality today.

These silver-blooded creatures seem to intend to destroy the largest city on the continent in one fell swoop.

“…” Bray froze for a moment, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

The capital city... this place can be said to be quite sensitive.

"Little Nick, take me home." After slaying the roaring beast with one hand, Bray said this as soon as he caught his breath.

"No... take me to the vicinity of that guy who's closest to the capital." After a pause, Breton changed his mind.

At first, Bray wanted to rush back to see if Naruko and the others were alright.

But once you calm down a bit, you realize that going back now would be pointless.

Instead of rushing home, it would be better to kill off the group of silver merchants approaching the capital.

“Well then, let’s set off.” Little Nick said.

There were no special sound effects, only the drastic changes in the field of vision during mine laying.

The surrounding scenery was extremely distorted, and then, like a spring, it instantly returned to normal after half a second.

The restored scenery, however, is no longer the burned-down village where Bray originally lived.

Instead, it was a desolate mountain wilderness a dozen kilometers away from the capital.

The suburbs were very deserted, so deserted that even the air felt a little chilly.

In the past, this place was usually quite popular, a good spot for a spring outing.

But in this chaotic time, no one will go on a spring outing.

Bray was casually tossed onto a hilltop by Nick.

Fortunately, when Nick threw him, he didn't fly very high, and Bray only needed to roll a few times on the ground to be fine.

"That's really loud..." Bray shook his head, the unpleasant sound of some giant creature crushing a large area of ​​vegetation filling his ears.

It's like the hissing sound of a paper shredder that can only shred twenty sheets of paper being forced to accept fifty sheets.

He patted the mud off his clothes and walked expressionlessly toward the source of the sound.

Bray still didn't know what kind of monster it was; it might be like a bull? Or maybe a sheep...

Of course, the specific appearance is no longer important, as long as it's not too disgusting.

Anyway, after Bray meets the other party, there's only one thing he can do—

That's the kind of fight where life and death are in the hands of fate.

"Little Nick, how many are left?" Bray asked Little Nick before setting off.

“There are still seventy-four silver seeds left,” Little Nick reported an exact number.

This number will not change until Bray kills the next Silver rarity.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a huge shadow fell over Bray.

Boom! The ground shattered.

Instead of walking over step by step, the other party leaped over directly.

“Toad…” Bray looked in surprise at the white belly directly above him and said in a complicated tone.

It's neither a cow nor a sheep, it's a toad.

As an opponent, Bray still hopes to face some powerful and domineering demigods.

"Humans?" The giant toad looked down curiously at the creature beneath its belly.

The way He forced his head down looked somewhat comical.

However, I doubt anyone would dare say it to His face.

"Your posture is a bit strange." Bray made eye contact with the toad with his right eye and bluntly remarked.

Are you really a toad?

"??????" The giant toad was stunned for several seconds.

Before the giant toad could react violently, Bray silently drew his sword.

What follows is a scene of intense battle? No, strictly speaking, no, it might not even qualify as a battle scene.

Because from beginning to end, there are probably only a few moves.

There's not even a need to describe it.

In another ten minutes, there will be only seventy-three silver seeds left.

The task is arduous and the road ahead is long... and we don't know how it will end.

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"Wa ...

"Ah, stop crying, stop crying." Naruko was a little flustered because of Nia's crying.

While taking care of Nia, Naruko would occasionally glance in a certain direction.

Although she couldn't see anything yet, Naruko's intuition told her that something terrible was approaching.

When those things arrive, that will be the time when this city perishes.

Naruko shook her head vigorously, trying to shake off these negative thoughts.

The idea of ​​a city being destroyed is really daring of mine.

"Waaah..." Nia clutched Naruko's clothes, crying with a pitiful expression.

"Baba...baba..." Nia mumbled these two words.

"Daddy... Nia's daddy, I don't know what he's doing right now."

"But anyway, it's not just for fun," Naruko muttered.

"Xiaoyou, Xiaoxue, haven't you been sitting like this since just now? Aren't you bored?" After Nia's crying gradually subsided, Naruko looked at the twin dragons curiously.

Xiaoyou and Xiaoxue each sat on a sofa, sandwiching Mingzi and Nia between the two dragons.

“It’s so boring,” Xiao You said coldly.

“But we can’t go anywhere,” He then said.

“Yes, Miss Naruko, we sisters can’t go anywhere, and we won’t go anywhere.” Koyuki smiled gently, looking tenderly at Nia in Naruko’s arms.

"If we leave, you'll be instantly killed." Xiaoxue said these extremely terrifying words with a sweet smile.

"What instant kill?" Naruko was shocked. Had she heard something terrifying?

"Well, in short, don't leave this house unless absolutely necessary."

"My sister and I won't let you die so easily," Xiaoxue said softly.

"??????" Naruko was full of question marks.

Without the twin dragons, Naruko and Nia would be affected by the concept whenever a Silver species gets close.

For ordinary people, death is the most normal outcome when faced with such conceptual shocks.

Moreover, they might encounter something even more terrifying than death.

"And it seems like Levy is also keeping an eye on us," Xiaoxue said.

"Hey, Levy?" Naruko only then realized that Levy, who had been sunbathing, had disappeared from the windowsill.

At this very moment, Levy is crouching on the roof of the house, near the weather vane.

Levy squinted her eyes, her throat emitting the growling sounds a lion makes when threatening an enemy.

The smell of blood was overwhelming. Eric, with his hands in his coat pockets, hurried through the inner city streets.

He soon passed through this rather luxurious-looking section of road.

Although they were walking briskly, their pace of travel was not slow.

Eric knew how urgent things were; he didn't have time to stroll.

The capital city was divided into an outer city, a middle city, and an inner city.

Carrasco, now the emperor of the Wel Empire, lived there.

In contrast to the desolation of the outer and middle cities, the inner city was surprisingly bustling.

Nobles and other powerful people were well protected.

They probably still don't realize just how terrifying the so-called "monster" really is.

Because they had only heard that countless towns had been destroyed, but none of them had actually witnessed the devastation.

Although there were some clear-headed individuals, they were far too few, and their voices were easily drowned out.

"Tsk." Eric clicked his tongue unconsciously as he looked at those composed guys.

"Colonel, your thoughts are written all over your face," Alice reminded Eric.

"Who cares?" The colonel didn't care at all.