A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

They looked very different, yet they subtly shared a certain sense of commonality.

This makes it immediately clear to people that they come from the same group.

Their eyes held ecstasy, madness, and extreme emotions of complete self-absorption.

Fallen, fallen into the deepest darkness.

No matter the method, all you need to do is fall into the abyss, and once you fall, you can become their companion.

To avoid being discovered, this group of depraved people hid underground.

Normally they might be anyone, but at this moment, they are the most loyal servants of "Lord Dopne".

Even in the most bizarre group, you can still spot someone who stands out from the crowd.

Just one glance was enough to tell that she was the center of everyone's attention.

Beneath the black priest's robe, a large expanse of snow-white light clothing was visible.

The thick, heavy coats that can wrap a person up in create a stark contrast with the light, suggestive clothing that is almost like that of a courtesan.

Actually, her clothes weren't the most provocative.

But she was the only one who exuded a unique aura.

"Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden." Beside the alluring woman, a man with a distorted expression respectfully called out to her.

"Are we about to please the true God?"

“Of course, it will be ready soon,” the woman said to him in a drawn-out tone.

She exhaled a breath and gracefully descended from the altar.

While everyone in the capital was fast asleep, a revelry was quietly being planned.

The woman's real name is unknown.

But everyone affectionately calls her Shar.

This is what the fallen believers call her now, and this is what those who once knew her called her.

Sarah's index finger slid down her cheek, down to her chin, and then continued downwards.

Finally, he picked up a splash of bright red from the chest and tasted it on his tongue.

“It’s awful. I don’t know why you guys like it so much,” Shar said, glancing at the man beside her.

"Your Highness, everyone has their own preferences, don't they?" the man with the distorted expression said in his cold voice.

“Everyone has their own good points,” Shar murmured, looking at the believers around her who were immersed in their own desires.

Let yourself fall into depravity, slowly sinking deeper, until you satisfy Lord Dopne—

This is the meaning of her existence now, the only meaning that cannot be changed.

Perhaps this is her hobby.

Early in the morning, sparrows started chirping outside.

I don't know why there are sparrows in such a noisy place as the capital.

Bray yawned, got out of bed, and drew back the curtains.

He was about to wake Levy, but when he turned around, he realized that Levy was already up earlier than him.

Levy stood on the bed, waiting for Bray to get up as well.

"Bray, Bray!" Levy jumped around on the bed, as if she had encountered something to be happy about.

Bray hadn't washed up, and his dead fish eyes looked even more listless than usual.

But he still reluctantly responded to Levy.

"look."

“Look at Levy’s hands,” Levy said in a boastful tone.

She stretched out her two little hands, and her big tail wagged behind her.

Yes, they are two little hands.

Bray didn't realize at first that it was a big deal, but after a while, he finally understood what Levy was happy about.

"You've got it under control?" Bray said, somewhat surprised.

"Yes, yes, Levy did her best and succeeded." Levy nodded emphatically =V=.

"Keep your tail down, don't smash the bed," Bray said, glancing at the rickety bed.

"Oh!" Upon hearing this, Levy stopped wagging her tail as much as she could.

However, it's impossible to stop a happy Levy from wagging her tail.

Levy raised her paws and jumped off the bed.

But just as she was about to start running around Bray, Bray picked her up.

"Starting today, Levy will learn how to wash herself." Having been out of normal society for a long time, Levy will need a long time to recover.

"Wash up?" Levy's long ears twitched, almost as fast as her tail.

“Yes.” With that, Bray prepared to have Levy wash his face.

Although she is actually about the same age as me, she is indeed too immature.

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Since it was impossible to let Levy wear those baggy clothes forever, Bray bought her some new clothes.

Now that Levy's claws are functioning normally, buying clothes is no longer such a hassle.

Previously, we would have had to consider how to cover up the beast-like parts.

On the recommendation of a knowledgeable shop owner, Bray bought a bunch of cute clothes.

The shop owner then inexplicably gave him a 50% discount, saying that Bray had shown him something amazing.

"That guy might be a lolicon, right?" Bray muttered.

"Brey, what is...?" Just as Levy was about to ask what "lolicon" meant, Bray pinched Levy's mouth shut with his hand.

Levy stared blankly at Bray, not understanding why her mouth was being pinched.

Could it be that Levy made a mistake? But what exactly did she do wrong?

However, Bray quickly let Levy off the hook, since Levy hadn't done anything wrong.

It's simply because of some questions I don't want to answer.

Levy immediately forgot about Bray pinching her mouth and ran around like a puppy.

Honestly, Bray couldn't figure out whether Levy was a puppy or a kitten.

I feel like I have characteristics of both animals.

A lion...yes, yes, it looks like a lion.

Bray didn't know why he made that connection to the animal.

Perhaps it has something to do with Levy's initial monster appearance; back then, Levy did look a bit like a lion.

After running for a while, Levy hugged Bray's waist and let out a satisfied sound.

Just like a child, I always like to hug others. Hugging someone I like gives me a feeling of happiness.

"Look, this is the match Lux was talking about." A few minutes later, Bray led Levy to the edge of the court.

"Mmm," Levy, who was still confused, responded.

It doesn't matter if you don't know anything, as long as you agree, that's all that matters.

"But speaking of which, there are so many people." It's supposed to be a school competition, but the number of spectators is astounding.

Many people who are not students are inside.

This naturally includes Bray and Levy.

Levy curiously tiptoed to look at the field.

"Bray, what are they doing?" Levy quickly noticed the crackling special effects and asked curiously.

“Fight,” Bray replied very simply.

"Why are they fighting? Are they hungry?" Levy just couldn't understand why they had to fight for no reason.

Are they fighting over food? If that's the reason, Levy can understand.

“No, they’re taking a test,” Bray patiently explained to Levy.

"Exam?" Levy heard a word that sounded impressive but was not quite clear to her.

"Oh! An exam!" Although she didn't quite understand what an exam was, Levy thought it must be a very serious matter.

It was a serious matter that required a fight to decide.

"Lux's up there!" Levy, with her sharp eyes, immediately noticed that Bray's sister had also entered the arena.

"Yes, I saw it." Bray naturally saw it too, after all, Lux had told him about this location.

Bray remembers the seventh game in the 16th district very clearly.

He had seen the princess's exam earlier, but since he wasn't familiar with her, he couldn't comment too much.

"Here it comes, hurry up!" Bray was quite expectant, wondering how his sister would perform.

As an older brother, of course I want my younger sister to be as dazzling as possible.

Ideally, it should dazzle the entire audience and show the Claas family how amazing they are.

However, Bray frowned the moment he saw Lux's opponent.

Even Levy seemed about to explode.

"Aaaaaah, Lux..." The girl, Lux's opponent, let out a sickly sound.

“You’re actually standing right in front of me.” The girl said something that even Bray couldn’t deny.

"You should stay by my side for the rest of your life. No one else deserves you."

"Lux, Lux, Lux..." The girl's face flushed an unusual red, which was quite embarrassing.

Lux was completely bewildered, wondering what the person on the other side was doing out of the blue.

However, Lux didn't seem to notice.

But Bray sensed that the girl was emanating a feeling that he disliked.

Some kind of divine magic, and one that Bray hates.

He stepped onto the field without hesitation, and the heavy sound of his footsteps echoed in the ears of all the spectators.

"Sir, this is a competition!" The announcer was about to warn Bray, but he was knocked down by Levy's tail the next second.

It's beyond words to describe how tragic it was.

Bray ignored the host and rushed straight at Lux, dragging her off the stage.

"Brother! What are you doing?" Lux was shocked when she saw that it was Bray.

She suspected that her brother was not only blind, but also insane.

"I'm taking an exam..."

"Survive and then take the test slowly."

But soon, the sound of bombing on the field stunned her.

Red patterns covered the entire area, as if they wanted to devour everything.

“They’re cultists,” Bray replied calmly.

He patted the dust off Lux, and Levy followed suit, patting the dust off Lux as well.

"Cultists?" Lux stared blankly at the scene.

The girl, who was supposed to be his opponent, was fighting with the school's security guard.

"Your school's security guards are really impressive," Bray sincerely praised Imperial Academy's security capabilities.