A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“The Silver Race isn’t as brainless as you think,” Bray said.

“They are not much different from us in essence; the biggest difference lies only in their strength,” he said in a deep voice.

This is probably the first time Luo Shiqi has heard this claim.

Unfortunately, not everyone is qualified to interact with silver-level creatures.

Due to the vast difference in strength, encountering someone of the Silver rank often ends tragically. For the Silver rank, most people don't even qualify to be their counterparts.

However, even silver-type individuals have their own personalities, hobbies, and traits, making them quite complex.

Just like everyone else.

"So, Lord Bray, where are you taking me now..." At first, Luo Shiqi was still struggling in mid-air, kicking his legs, but later he gave up completely.

It's actually quite nice to be used to being carried around... you don't have to walk on your own.

"Shouldn't we investigate this matter as soon as possible?"

“Didn’t I tell you, it’s never wrong to get to the bottom of things?” Bray said.

"I do remember what you said, but isn't the purpose of an investigation to find out what's going on?" Luo Shiqi muttered, repeatedly referring to the young man as "Lord Bree," but never using any honorifics like "you."

"Huh? You're going home?" The place they were passing through was clearly the road Bray took home. Instead of investigating the incident, he was going home. Luo Shiqi couldn't understand it.

He had been to the Bray family once and remembered the way.

"Ross 17, everyone has things they're good at and things they're not good at," Bray said earnestly.

"I understand that principle," Luo Shiqi sighed.

"Neither you nor I are good at tracking things, so blindly tracking like this will make progress very slow."

"Besides, what we just said were all inferences, and we need some evidence to support them."

"We need a professional police lion."

"Police Lion?" Luo Shiqi was completely bewildered. What kind of new term was this?

“That’s the one.” Bray put Luo Shiqi down on the ground and pointed to the roof of his house.

On the roof of that little cabin lived a tiny Levy.

A lazy fireball sat atop her head, her tail swaying rhythmically as she basked in the afterglow.

Seemingly sensing a gaze, her ears twitched, and she looked down.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, Levy flashed a cute smile =V=, and her tail wagged. Human abilities are limited, but Levy is omnipotent.

Nothing is more reassuring than having Levy around.

Bray simply explained the scent to track, and Levy quickly started running.

"Brave, so slow," Levy said, wagging her tail at Bray in the distance.

"..." Bray's expression was a bit helpless, there was also Luo Shiqi behind him who was even slower than him.

If there's anything wrong with Levy leading the way, it's probably that she runs too fast.

Although Levy would stop and wait for Bray after running a certain distance.

But it was still too fast.

You can't exactly say you were speeding along in a dragon-patterned car, that's unrealistic, and Luo Shiqi couldn't keep up anyway.

"Have we...run outside the safe zone?" Luo Shiqi asked, panting.

Seeing the boy covered in sweat and leaning against the wall, Bray felt a pang of sympathy for a second.

"Hmm, this is outside the safe zone. It seems the abducted person was indeed taken outside."

“We’re still quite a distance from the safe zone.” Bray squinted his right eye.

Bray instructed Levy to find the missing people from Sister Lizbern's side.

The missing person is not a child, but a woman who kindly came to help her take care of some of the children.

Bray could only hope that "good deeds are rewarded" in this world.

"Break, Break, there's a bloody smell, it stinks." Levy walked a little further ahead, then wrinkled her little nose and stopped wagging her tail.

Is it her blood?

“No, it’s a man.” Levy shook her head, then started running with Bray toward the source of the bloody smell.

Upon arriving at Levy's side, what came into view was a mutilated corpse.

The corpse was almost entirely devoured, with not a single piece of good flesh remaining; it had likely been completely gnawed clean by carnivorous monsters.

What's puzzling is that this guy has a lot of magic stones around him.

Bray picked up the magic stones with a puzzled look, wondering why one person could have so many magic stones on them.

Has he found a magic stone mine?

“This person smells like her.” Levy sniffed the faint scent mixed with the blood and suddenly said.

“…” Bray and Luo Shiqi looked at each other, seemingly having reached the same conclusion.

Although drawing such a conclusion is a bit hasty.

But based on the information available so far, this guy is indeed the most likely culprit.

Unfortunately, the prisoner died, so we couldn't get more information out of him, such as why he abducted people from the safe zone.

If that person really is involved in some kind of deal, Bray wants to know more.

Because Bray sensed that someone was constantly testing the limits of the safe zone.

If that guy thinks the time is right, the safe zone will probably face a disaster.

Even a single thought of Silver City is enough to destroy the entire safe zone.

Unless Bray can prevent the opponent from even setting foot inside.

Weak silver-tier individuals can certainly do it, but not all silver-tier individuals are weak.

There are definitely strong opponents; it just depends on whether Bray can defeat them.

"Levy, is there any way to find her?"

"Sure!" Levy wagged her tail in response.

"Let's go then." After saying that, Bray forcibly pulled Luo Shiqi along and followed Levy's footsteps.

As for the man's body, Bray ignored it.

"Aren't you going to bury that person's body?"

“I don’t want to bury him,” Bray said honestly.

There weren't many reasons, I just didn't want to bury that guy.

Just like when he wants to bury someone, he doesn't need many reasons.

"Alright." Luo Shiqi couldn't see through the one-eyed adventurer in front of him.

He has a unique and quirky imagination, and his actions are full of contradictions.

However, one thing that cannot be denied is that this guy is extremely strong, exceptionally strong, and just following behind him brings a sense of inexplicable safety.

Is this the benefit of absolute power...? A hint of envy welled up in the young man's heart.

There was no jealousy, just envy.

Because he felt that if he worked hard, he would definitely be able to become that kind of person, and then wouldn't he also be able to walk on this wasteland outside the safe zone?

Talent, hard work, and luck can make a person successful, so he decided to strive for whatever he lacked.

While Luo Shiqi was pondering these things, Bray led him to the "final" destination.

It was a place with absolutely nothing, and even the surrounding buildings were scarce.

The area where Levy stood was barren and even desolate.

She stood there blankly, looking around in a daze.

At this moment, many question marks appeared above Levy's head.

"Levy, what's wrong?" Bray noticed Levy's unusual behavior and couldn't help but ask.

“It’s gone,” Levy said.

"The smell just vanished with a 'pop'," she said, frustrated.

As an excellent police lion, this was the first time she had ever discovered that she couldn't track the other person's scent.

The flavor was like a thread, and Levy kept running along it until she reached the end.

But I ended up in this place.

"Is the flavor gone?" Bray murmured, standing side by side with Levy, trying to observe something from this perspective.

"The taste is gone, does that mean she was suddenly 'teleported'?" Luo Shiqi overheard Levy and Bray's conversation and tried to say.

"This would explain why the smell disappeared."

"Or rather, she was stuffed into a place like Lord Bray's purse?"

“…” Bray frowned, realizing that what Luo Shiqi said… made a lot of sense.

And the idea is really wild... How could a person possibly fit something into their waist bag?

“There’s a third scent, but Levy can’t smell it very clearly.”

"The taste keeps changing, it's so strange." Levy covered her head, feeling a little dazed.

Bray's gaze settled on the most striking thing in this desolate landscape.

A pale flower.

"Something made from a concept?" Bray touched the flower, and the pale paper flower instantly crumbled.

Because Bray got too close, the flower, sustained by those concepts, completely collapsed after the remaining concepts around it were suppressed.

“Kid, I have to admit... you guessed almost everything right.” Bray glanced at Rox XVII and said in a very serious tone.

It seems that some people are indeed luring women to trade with the Silver Seeds, and what they get in return is probably those magic stones.

"Alright, no need to rack our brains anymore, let's head back." Bray shook off his hand that had touched the flower and said.

"Are we just going to go back like this, without continuing the investigation?"

“There’s probably no way to investigate further using normal methods, and if we encounter that Silver type…” Bray hesitated before continuing.

"Let's go back." In the end, Bray said nothing and silently turned back.

He could protect Luo Shiqi from harm, but he couldn't make Luo Shiqi unafraid when facing the Silver Seeds.

Although Luo Shiqi seemed precocious, Bray understood that when facing a Silver-ranked individual, unless one was thick-skinned, one would definitely feel fear.

Let's wait until he's more mature. His mind is too young, and being a demigod could easily leave him with an indelible shadow.

"—Another fight? But something feels off." This thought crossed Bray's mind as he walked back. This was a space that didn't exist within Kapras.

It is a vast space that is not empty, but it has no ground and no sky.

There is no end in any direction you look.

Tiny pieces of paper float in every corner as decorations.

That's right, these pieces of paper have no special purpose; they exist here purely for decoration.

However, if you extend your hand, you probably won't realize for a moment that these snowflake-like things are paper.

Sometimes it looks like snowflakes, and sometimes it looks like cherry blossoms; it's breathtakingly beautiful.

Camille Lant floated in this space, tilting her head back and quietly gazing at the countless canvases above.

His appearance was also different from before; he had taken on a different form.

Hair, appearance, clothing—everything is different.

Camilleland liked this feeling; each time she was herself, she was a different person.

He beckoned to one of the canvases, and the flat female figures inside seemed to come alive, appearing out of the canvas into three-dimensional space.

Gradually, a complete "woman" was freed from the canvas and floated before Camilleland.