A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Then let's go this way, okay?" Levy pointed in a random direction and said excitedly.

"Why this direction?" Bray asked curiously.

"Because many birds are flying in this direction," Levy gave a reason that was both funny and absurd.

Bray didn't laugh at Levy's words; instead, he thought about them very seriously.

As he stroked his chin in thought, the lively Levy began to circle around him.

"This direction...it seems to be the Eastern Continent," Bray muttered to himself.

Suddenly, Bray also began to consider venturing to other continents.

He's spent his whole life in the Middle East; it's time he broadened his horizons.

“Let’s go to another continent,” Bray said after lifting Levy up.

"Okay~" Levy responded immediately after being lifted high.

In reality, she didn't know what the Eastern Continent was; she was just pointing to a random place.

“Let’s go,” Bray said to Levy.

“Let’s go~” Levy replied in a soft, sweet voice.

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People's actions often stem from a casual remark.

Bray's decision to go to the Eastern Continent was also based solely on a single sentence from Levy.

As for what he wanted to gain from this journey, he hadn't even thought about it.

If you ask him what he really wants, he might say he wants something a little stronger.

Right now, I'm in a state of constant setbacks and failures.

It has been almost a week since we set off from Bray.

He also brought Levy to their destination—a coastal city.

"These are huge ships," Bray exclaimed as he spotted the ships in the harbor from afar.

He had seen many small fishing boats, but this was the first time he had ever seen a boat that could carry so many people.

He could imagine the size, but seeing it in person still made him sigh.

I've learned so much! This trip was definitely worthwhile.

"It's huge!" Levy followed Bray's gaze and saw the ship.

Her tail wagged rapidly, as if she wanted to jump up and take a look.

Fortunately, Bray was by her side, which helped her barely restrain her impulse.

It's not something an ordinary person can control a little lion; Levy is only so obedient in front of Bray.

“Yes, it’s really big.” Bray agreed with Levy’s opinion.

"Are we going to take that ship?" Levy asked.

“Uh…” Bray was speechless for a moment.

"No." After a long while, he finally told Levy the cruel truth.

The boat he was going to take was a size smaller than this one.

"But it's still quite big, isn't it?" he added, trying to be considerate of Levy's feelings.

"Oh..." Despite what Bray said, Levy couldn't help but feel downcast.

Bray felt like he was letting Levy down, but he didn't have much spare money to buy those kinds of tickets.

Although that boat was a size larger than the one Bray was going to take, the price was more than double.

So Bray could only silently apologize to Levy in his heart.

Of course, Levy is like a child; she can be easily depressed, but she can also be easily cheered up.

Within minutes, Lebby started lying and running around like a puppy without a leash.

"Levy, over here, it's time to go up to the deck." Bray had to call out to Levy to hurry up and get her on the ship.

"Hmm!" Levy, who had been lying on the side watching others eat, immediately turned around and ran towards Bray.

To make matters slightly unpleasant, Levy was stopped before she could go up to the deck.

"Wait a minute, may I ask what this is...?" The sailor looked at the menacing tail behind Levy with a strange expression.

That tail looks like a dangerous thing that could smash through a metal plate.

“An orc girl,” Bray said expressionlessly, as if it were the truth.

"Orcs?" The sailor noticed Levy's ears and was a little suspicious.

"But what about these ears?"

"Do we need to check household registration to board a ship? We're not wanted criminals," Bray said irritably.

His lifeless right eye stared intently at the sailor.

It seems like this guy will do something unbelievable if he makes Levy unhappy.

"Sorry, please go up." The sailor thought about it and realized that made sense, so he didn't ask any further questions.

He only backed down because Bray's deadpan gaze was too intimidating.

However, out of curiosity, he couldn't help but turn around and glance at Levy's tail.

If you get hit by that, you'll lose half your life.

"Thud." Levy jumped onto the overtime chair and tugged at Labré's clothes.

"Bray, Bray," she called Bray's name.

"what happened?"

"Did Levy do something wrong?" Levy asked.

She didn't understand why she was being stopped; she hadn't done anything wrong.

Levy obediently followed the order of mortal society and listened attentively to what Bray said.

But why was that sailor still treating her the same way? Although she was eventually allowed to pass, Levy was still a little confused.

Is there something Levy hasn't done well enough?

“No, you did nothing wrong.” Bray paused for a moment, then stroked Levy’s soft, long hair.

How could Levy have done anything wrong... it was just discrimination.

Even though Bray tells others that Levy is an orc girl, most people would believe him.

But ultimately, there are still people who discriminate against those with unusual characteristics.

"Really?" Levy asked again, seemingly lacking confidence.

“Of course it’s true.” Bray nodded, his expression serious.

"Mmm." She knew that Bray wasn't saying anything against his conscience, so she felt much more relaxed.

"Don't be afraid if someone says those kinds of things to you again."

“You did nothing wrong, so why are you afraid? Right?” Bray said to Levy.

“Levy isn’t afraid anymore~” Levy raised her paw and replied.

Since Bray had said so, Levy was naturally no longer afraid.

"Buzz—" Behind the two people talking, the ship made a loud noise.

This sound is a sign that the ship is about to set sail.

Before long, the boat slowly left the shore.

Bray and Levy, standing on the deck, watched as they drifted further and further away from the land.

The ship slowly sailed out to sea, and the land, as the ship moved forward, eventually became just a blurry outline.

"Bray, is this the sea?" Levy asked, gripping the ship's railing and breathing in the air that was different from that in the forest.

She also crossed the sea from the northern continent to the central continent.

Too much time has passed, and she has long forgotten all the hardships she once endured.

“Yes, the sea,” Bray said, standing next to Levy. It was the first time he had seen the sea from this angle.

Bray heard that the ship would take about a month to reach the eastern continent.

If everything goes smoothly, the time might be reduced a bit, but we still won't get there much earlier.

As expected, the ships were more full than the airships.

To be honest, the experience of traveling by boat is incomparable to that of an airship.

Bray also had no way of judging whether the two modes of transportation were better or worse.

He glanced at Levy beside him, who was trying to catch a seabird with her tail.

As for what she wanted to do with the seabirds, he suspected it was for food.

When little girls see cute little animals, their first reaction is probably something like "I want to keep one."

Clappie, on the other hand, "want to eat," truly a child driven by desire.

However, Bray has no intention of changing Levy's ideas; her unique perspective is quite interesting.

Besides, this is Levy's true nature, why change it?

The sea breeze feels exceptionally comfortable on my face; it's a bit different from the wind on land.

Of course, for people who live by the sea year-round, this sea breeze is nothing new.

Only people from inland areas would feel such emotion when the sea breeze is blowing.

"What a lovely child," someone said quietly as Brayhu was lost in thought, standing beside him.

Bray looked at the guy next to him with a bit of surprise.

It was a swordsman dressed in white armor, his entire body completely covered.

The term "tin can" is a fitting description for this strange fellow.

“Yes, she is indeed very cute.” Bray nodded.

Although it was unclear whether the white-clad man's words were a compliment or sincere, Bray shared his opinion.

Unfortunately, Bray wasn't the talkative type, and he didn't know how to start a conversation with someone who came up to him.

He just wanted to lean against the railing in peace and quiet, so why did someone suddenly come up to him and start a conversation?

Could it be that my charm has increased without me even realizing it? But why are men approaching me instead of pretty girls?

Is something wrong here?

"White flour." Seemingly seeing through Bray's thoughts, the white tin can was the first to speak, breaking the deadlock.

The stagnant atmosphere finally lifted a little.

“Bray, Brayclas,” Bray introduced himself.

Everyone else has introduced themselves; it would be against the family tradition of the Claas family if I didn't say anything.

“Your path ahead will be difficult,” Whiteface suddenly said to Bray.

Judging from the tone of Bai Mian's voice, it seemed that he was not teasing Bray.

"My future path?" It was only when he realized that Bai Mian wasn't joking that Bray became even more confused.

“You’ll understand later,” White Face said.

His attitude towards Bray was unusually kind, which made Bray a little uncomfortable.

“Where have we met before?” Bray couldn’t help but ask.

"No... no, I think we've met before." Bai Mian suddenly changed his mind halfway through his sentence.

In Bray's eyes, this was simply a masterpiece of human bewilderment.