A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“You go back to Eric first, I’m going to the church to report the bad news,” Bray said quietly.

"A church?" Luo Shiqi looked at Bray in confusion. Where would a church be in the safe zone?

"That's where the nun lives."

"Is that even a church...?" the boy muttered.

"I'll go too." But despite muttering to himself, he still decided to go with Bray.

Bray glanced at the boy, then said nothing and strode off.

Since Bray neither refused nor agreed, the boy thought he wouldn't have any problems following along.

He just wanted to see what other amazing things Bray could do.

This curiosity is probably what makes Luo Shiqi more like her peers.

Unfortunately, after the boy followed Bray to Sister Lizbern's residence, he did not witness any new operations.

He did see the girl from before, Elaine.

Elaine is carefully tending to the wounds of a badly injured child.

The boy wasn't surprised that the child was seriously injured; instead, he was surprised that Elaine shared the food after bandaging the child's wounds.

Elaine took a small piece of the dry bread and tore it off, while the injured child took the rest.

"Why did you only leave yourself so little?" Luo Shiqi walked up to Elaine and asked, puzzled.

Luo Shiqi doesn't find the concept of "sharing" difficult to understand; what's difficult to understand is Elaine's practice of only taking a small portion and giving the rest to others.

"Why...?" Elaine was taken aback by Luo Shiqi's sudden question.

"Do I need a reason?" the girl asked timidly.

"..." Luo Shiqi remained silent for a few seconds.

“No, it’s not necessary.” After saying that, he turned back to look for Bray.

Elaine, however, grabbed Luo Shiqi's hand.

"Is this what you want?" The little girl thought Luo Shiqi was interested in the bread in her hand.

The boy simply shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it.

This world is so cruel, so cruel that it turned Luo Shiqi, a cheerful child, into a taciturn one.

But why wasn't this girl changed?

With a still confused look in his eyes, he saw Bray talking to Sister Lizbern.

Bray delivered the devastating news, in a very ordinary tone, that the person Sister Lizbern had asked him to find was dead.

"Is that so..." Sister Lizbern showed a fleeting look of sorrow after hearing the devastating news.

Although it was only for a moment, Bray still captured that sorrowful look in his eyes.

The woman did nothing wrong; she was a very good person, yet she still died.

"Does the world reward kindness?" Bray asked.

"Yes, it will." Sister Lizbern lowered her eyelids and answered without hesitation.

As a complete looks-obsessed person, Camille Lant spent a lot of time and effort selecting her target.

However, He has not yet taken action for this.

Because many times when Camilleland encountered someone with exceptionally outstanding looks, she would subconsciously raise her hand, wanting to use her concept to fold the person over little by little.

However, each time He raised His hand, He suddenly remembered that the concept of the Silver race would be severely suppressed in this safe zone.

It's possible that very few silver-tier players will be able to successfully utilize the concept within the safe zone.

Even the formidable Camilleland was no exception.

Even that demigod lord might not be able to do it.

Therefore, Camilleland did not hastily choose a target next.

If He wants to turn His people into canvases, He needs to take them out of the safe zone.

In other words, Camilleland can only take one or two people with her, so she really needs to be very selective.

Camilleland had originally planned to take all the bags and packages with her.

"Jonathan...that clown seems to have tricked me." Camille Lant squinted and muttered, once again letting the beautiful woman walk by.

Jonathan probably only said half of what he was saying, completely causing Camilleland to overlook the characteristics of the safe zone.

That clown really did lure me in on purpose, but I'm sure I'll fall into the trap.

Was this the way things were destined to happen from the beginning? Come to think of it, Jonathan really wanted to create conflict between himself and the human who had previously fought Umkandal.

Faced with that demigod lord, Camilleland could only admit that she was weak.

That human who could fight the demigod to a standstill—He wouldn't clash with him; He wanted to live a better life.

Camille Lant didn't want to be used as a pawn by Jonathan.

Does that clown really treat everyone else as pawns? He even dares to manipulate demigods. It seems necessary to tell the other Silver Races about this dangerous guy.

"It's really strange not being able to use my abilities." Using the ability of concepts has almost become an instinct for the Silver Seers.

If they cannot grasp the concept immediately, it is a very difficult thing for them.

Even though they could still crush weaker, lower-level species, the discomfort was simply unbearable.

"Hmm?" Just as Camilleland was pondering, he saw a beautiful figure in his field of vision.

His eyes lit up almost simultaneously.

Camilleland was lusting after the bodies of beauties of lower races.

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"Your Highness Virginia?" Not long after Sister Lizbern saw Bray off, she saw someone who surprised her.

"Hello, but there's no need to call me Your Highness anymore," Virginia greeted with a smile.

"Greetings, Sister Lizbern." Blanche, standing behind Virginia, also gave a slight bow.

“Then I’ll still call you Miss Virginia.” Sister Lizbern, being a native of noble birth, naturally recognized Virginia.

Actually, this wasn't the first time Virginia had appeared at this orphanage.

Virginia has consistently provided aid to places that can be tentatively called orphanages.

However, Virginia is always busy and rarely has time to come here.

Virginia came to this orphanage more to seek solace.

In this world filled with despair, this place teeming with children offers some respite for the former princess.

The children here don't have lifeless faces; instead, they are full of energy.

These children are incredibly precious to the safe zone... Perhaps for many people, the reason they don't break down is because they have people who still maintain a positive attitude.

If everyone in the entire safe zone is numb and no one holds any hope, that would truly be despairing.

In such an atmosphere, even the most positive and motivated people would be infected and lose their vitality.

"Did you come to visit the children?"

"Well, I've had a bit more free time lately, so I came to check it out," Virginia said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Are you a new student?" She noticed Elaine, who was standing quietly to the side, walked over to the girl, and asked softly.

"Ah... hello." Elaine wasn't very brave; she usually spoke in a timid manner.

She gives off a particularly timid feeling.

“Don’t be afraid, I don’t eat people,” Virginia said with a smile.

What's your name?

"My name is Elaine."

“This child was brought back by Mr. Bray,” Sister Lizbern said, giving the woman before her a deep look.

This seemingly unintentional remark left Virginia stunned for a long time.

Sister Lizbern didn't understand Virginia's thoughts at first, but after two years, she finally realized the former princess's attitude towards Bray.

Unfortunately, the other person already has a wife, so that feeling will probably never be conveyed in this lifetime.

Looking at Virginia like this, Sister Lizbern felt a strange sense of regret.

The world is full of imperfections—this princess, who once had everything and whose personality was almost perfect yet flawed, still failed to obtain the love she desired most.

"Really? Elaine, do you think Mr. Bray is fierce?" Virginia asked, a hint of something flickering in her eyes.

"He's not fierce, he's a very nice person, just a bit slow-witted." Although they had only met a few times, Bray left a very deep impression on Elaine.

He was an uncle who looked fierce, but was actually a bit silly and not a bad person at all.

“Hehe, yeah.” Virginia couldn’t help but laugh after hearing Elaine’s comment.

Her mischievous smile was completely different from her elegant demeanor, but it was this contradiction that made people's hearts flutter.

“Aren’t you going to meet with Mr. Bray?” Sister Lizbern asked.

“Ah, no need. It’s a good thing for me not to meet.” Virginia shook her head. In the past two years, she had only seen Bray a few times from a distance and had never had a formal meeting with him.

Why? Because Virginia was afraid she wouldn't be able to control herself; she didn't want to be the destroyer of someone else's relationship.

Maybe she really can't resist becoming a mistress.

Knowing that Mr. Bray is still here, and that he's still the same as before, is enough for Virginia.

She considered finding someone else to like, but ultimately failed; she simply couldn't bring herself to like a second person.

I really want to know how other girls let go of one relationship and then find the next one.

She can't do it; this is really difficult.

“Miss Virginia…” Sister Lizbern sighed.

Elaine looked at the two of them with confusion.

“Oh, right, Blanche, give the food we brought to Sister Lizbern,” Virginia said to Blanche.

“Yes, Your Highness.” Blanche nodded and handed the bamboo basket she was carrying to Sister Lizbern.

Even now, Blanche still maintains the qualities of a maid, and to her, Virginia will always be her princess. Sister Lizbern didn't mince words and readily accepted Virginia's gift.

Because this isn't for myself; these things are for other children.

Perhaps she doesn't need much, but children need far too much.

However, when Sister Lizbern took Blanche's basket, she saw Virginia and a woman behind Blanche.

Upon seeing the familiar face, Sister Lizbern was stunned and didn't even react when Blanche called her from the side.

“You…are still alive?” Sister Lizbern’s gaze passed over Virginia and Blanche and landed on the woman.

That was the woman Sister Lizbern asked Bray to find.

However, just a short time ago, Bray had told Sister Lizbern the devastating news that the woman should die.

However, although their appearances were exactly the same, the woman in front of them was much prettier than the original woman.

Yes, they look alike, but she's even more beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

Perhaps it's a difference in temperament, or perhaps there are other factors at play.

Sister Lizbern was unaware of any of this; she simply felt a sense of unease.

"Huh? Are you talking about me?" The woman tilted her head and asked.

This unbelievably beautiful woman was none other than Camilleland.

Because of her beauty, many clueless people stopped her on the street.

Of course, the fate of someone who tries to stop a demigod is predictable.

Camille Lant is currently wearing the new clothes she just received not long ago; new clothes always make people want to wear them.

Camilleland was somewhat surprised to run into someone who recognized the "clothes".