A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Unfortunately, by the time Bray wanted to ask, it was too late to get an answer.

Time and space resumed their flow, but the voices of people filled with fear still lingered in our ears.

But Hakumen and Hibari have already disappeared.

"That guy, he really did jump into the sea," Bray muttered. It had been about a week since Bray and Levy left the port of the Eastern Continent.

A considerable amount of time has passed.

Bray wanted to say very seriously that he and Rabie had come to the Eastern Continent for tourism.

He was taking Levy to experience the diversity of the world on an unfamiliar continent.

It's not like they're on a police mission to the East China Sea with the police lion.

In reality, he still got caught up in all sorts of strange things.

For example, in the Valley of Winds, the capital of Sharjah, Bray encountered a grandfather and grandson.

Those were two idiots who gave me a lot of help when I started out as an adventurer.

Grandpa Ural and his granddaughter Laris.

A silly grandpa and a silly granddaughter, both from the fox clan—triple happiness!

Unfortunately, this encounter with the grandfather and grandson was anything but joyful.

Like Bray, they also came from the Middle Continent to the Eastern Continent.

They were visiting relatives back home, while Bray was on vacation.

Unfortunately, the villages of Urals and Laris got into trouble, and Bre, who was originally just going along for the ride, also fell into misfortune.

Larry's mother was paralyzed in an accident, and the grandfather and grandson cried their hearts out.

Not only that, before they could even catch up, another fox clan member corrupted by a demon appeared.

Then another madman and a cat rolled out.

A dispute unexpectedly arises because of a certain magical stone in this village.

To be honest, Bray doesn't really have that much motivation to solve other people's problems.

He only willingly got involved to repay the favor owed to this foolish grandfather and grandson.

Therefore, Bray is now in a very magical scene.

Larry's mother was pushed to the edge of the cave by a madman named Gureed, and her fate is unknown.

The old man from Ural, who claimed to be the former berserker, was trembling while holding Laris.

As for the black fox who wanted to steal the stone, it had already been killed by Bray.

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Larry is so afraid of dying!"

"Laris! Laris! Grandpa's afraid of dying too!"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! What do we do now?!"

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson left Bray speechless.

Bray had no choice but to turn around and frantically signal to Levy behind him with his eyes that she should take action.

Levy opened her eyes wide and looked at Bray.

She didn't understand for a moment what Bray wanted her to do.

“Protect them,” Bray said irritably, realizing that he and Levy weren’t exactly on the same wavelength.

I've been overthinking things all along.

“Oh! Levy understands!” After Bray explained it so clearly, she raised her paw and responded.

She wagged her tail rapidly, then hugged Larry's mother and stood in front of the grandfather and grandson.

"Levy is here to protect you," Levy declared majestically.

The flames and chilling aura around her surged fiercely, forming a barrier that surrounded everyone.

"Levy! Levy!" Laris was deeply moved; she and her grandfather felt as if they had seen a little angel.

"Laris, Laris, do you see that? It's an angel."

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Larry saw it!"

Bree was speechless, exasperated by what was happening around him.

At least I can finally concentrate on dealing with this madman in front of me.

"Heh...you reek of something I really hate..." Gurid narrowed his snake-like eyes and said to Bray.

Between Gurid and Bray, there is a stone platform on which the "culprit" is placed.

This is also known as "Heavenly Fox Tears".

“You’re really annoying to look at,” Bray retorted expressionlessly.

“Big brother doesn’t hate me at all!” protested the Kate tribe member behind Gulid.

“Bray isn’t bad either!” the little lion policeman protested as well.

Gullid and Bray both sighed and rubbed their foreheads.

“Hey, how about I take ‘Heavenly Fox Tears’ and we go our separate ways?” Gulid suggested.

His expression didn't change much as he said this.

It's so subtle that you can't even tell if he's emotionally unstable.

Like a hunter lying in wait, his calm demeanor concealed a surging killing intent.

If Bray doesn't agree, he will undoubtedly launch an attack.

"No," Bray simply uttered a single word to indicate his refusal.

As soon as he uttered that word, Gulid laughed.

It wasn't a smile, but a very neurotic smile, a smile that sent chills down your spine.

The world was tinged with a deep blue, and everything came to a standstill.

This is the effect of the mental image world.

At this time, in this place—"Shatter, false reality."

Humans are not incapable of moving or thinking.

However, my whole body felt out of my control, as if I were stuck in a quagmire.

Thinking wasn't restricted, but actions felt like they were slowed down hundreds of times, which was very uncomfortable.

"I already told you, if you give in a little, everything will be fine," Gurid said with a ferocious expression.

"The more you think about it, the angrier you get. Don't you know that?" Bray kicked the deep blue world around him to pieces.

The blue world appeared with patterns resembling shattered glass.

While everyone else was trapped in Gureed's mental world, only Bray was able to move.

His lifeless, stagnant right eye met Gurid's eyes, which were filled with some kind of madness.

Their gazes met at the "Heavenly Fox Tears" between them.

Bray didn't care about the "Heavenly Fox Tear"; he just felt he shouldn't back down here.

This idea seems a bit immature—

Is it really that immature? So what exactly should a mature idea be like?

"Clang—" The greatsword came off its sheath on its back.

"Boom!!!!" The heavy sword, its tip slamming into the ground with a dull thud.

Centered on Blei, a stretch of yellow sand covered the world that was originally tinged with blue.

Avenues were paved, and the remnants of war littered the land—

"Come again, battlefield at dusk."

The solemn battlefield gradually shattered Gurid's mental world.

The two mental worlds are constantly in conflict, and then maintain a very delicate balance.

“You’re an idiot in every way,” Gureed grinned, then lunged at Bray.

He met Bray's greatsword, capable of slicing through anything, with the dagger in his hand.

"Ding!" Sparks flew up.

"I said, can you see the view I'm looking at?" Gulid and Bray were practically pressed together.

And the "Heavenly Fox Tears" were right beside the two of them.

"The scenery as you see it?"

“Completely invisible,” Bray said, slashing down with his sword.

The heavy sword strike was as powerful as a mountain falling.

Even Gurid, who was confident in his own strength, had to temporarily avoid a direct confrontation.

Do you know what this stone represents?

"It is immortality, it is eternal youth."

"Owning it means being entitled to more."

Gulid said greedily, his tone somewhat obsessive.

No one knows why he asked for so much.

But those who come to their senses will remember that Goodeid's original goal was not to fight Bray.

"Goodbye, I've got this."

As he dodged Bray's sword, he reached out and grabbed at the "Heavenly Fox Tear" that was within arm's reach.

At this moment, he was betting everything on this hand.

All desires and all greed are placed on it.

"People like you and me, who are tightly bound by fate, must use everything they have to break free of those chains."

Gurid roared, looking more like a python than a human.

The shadows lay heavily upon him, as if they were not the shadows of the cave, but the shadows within his own heart.

"I'm nothing like you."

“And sometimes you have to be realistic,” Bray’s voice rang in Gureed’s ears.

Just as Gurid thought that Bray was unable to retract his sword due to the heavy blow he had just delivered, a simple, unadorned longsword slashed down from the side.

Bray has two swords, and it's just a mere delay in finishing the move; there are a hundred ways to deal with it.

"Swoosh—" Gurid's hand, which was reaching for "Heavenly Fox Tears," was severed.

The aftershocks of the battle sent the stone flying high into the air.

Gurid's blood mingled with the red of "Heavenly Fox Tears," creating a glaringly bright effect.

Even after Bray chopped off one of his hands, Gulid did not give up.

"You're such a nuisance."

Gurid released his dagger and rushed toward the rock that had not yet hit the ground.

“We’re evenly matched,” Bray said.

With both hands gripping the sword, Bray couldn't free his hands to grab the stone, but he could still use his mouth.

This wasn't the first time he'd carried various things in his mouth.

After slapping Gulid away with his sword, Bray caught the "Heavenly Fox Tear" in mid-air.

Seeing this, Gulid seemed stunned and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

He looked at the mad expression on his face as he stared at the Bray in his mouth, and that expression gradually faded.