A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“I’m so worried he won’t come. I don’t know if the term ‘a person who observes the precepts’ is attractive enough.”

"Young master, don't worry, whatever you want, we'll definitely have it," the maid said.

"I hope so." Sack casually waved his hand, dismissing the maid.

After the maid left, Sack looked out the window, where there wasn't a particularly large garden.

Unlike the gardens of nouveau riche, the gardens here, though small, are exceptionally exquisite.

Moreover, each flower in the garden is incredibly valuable, and a special group of gardeners were hired to care for them.

But none of this mattered to Sark.

He just wanted to wait for Bray.

Sack had seen Bray before; he first saw Bray when he was a baby.

That's when he noticed Bray.

As a reincarnator, he naturally carries all his past memories, and the existence of the Ring Bearer is no secret to him.

He had even met the previous owner of the ring.

However, Sark can assert that Bray is one of the true ringholders and the ultimate owner of the ring.

He was very curious about who the final owner of the ring, which had passed through countless years, would be.

In particular, what kind of person will the person who upholds the precepts, as the "pioneer," be?

"It seems this era is about to come to an end," Sack said in a childish voice, a slight smile curving his lips.

Now that true practitioners of the precepts have been born, it means that the world will either perish or be saved.

Although the Northern Continent is located in the far north, it is not entirely a place of ice and snow.

Some cities are still quite vibrant with springtime charm during the spring and summer.

For example, the location of the Cardo family's main residence—

Tokam.

Summer in Tokam is not only cool but also pleasantly cool, with often clear skies.

This is probably one of the most comfortable cities in summer.

Given this characteristic, Tokam is also a popular tourist destination.

As long as the climate is suitable, there will naturally be no shortage of tourists.

This was also Bray's first time visiting the city.

He and Levy came to Tokam by airship, a mode of transportation that Bray would never normally use.

It's not that it's dangerous, it's just that it's too expensive.

However, the Cardo family covered all the travel expenses this time, so Bray could fly wherever he wanted.

“Break, Break, it’s a big house,” Levy said to Break, licking the crepe she was holding in her hands and wagging her tail.

What lay before her was a huge mansion, which could easily be described as an estate.

After all, the gardens and roads here are excessively large, and it would probably take some time to drive around.

To be honest, Bray has always thought that houses that are too big are a bit silly.

Although the house is big and has a high-class feel, it's still quite inconvenient for daily outings.

Is this done so that thieves won't bother coming?

If that's the case, then these people are underestimating the thieves' persistence.

“It’s really good,” Bray responded, glancing at the crowd around him.

He had just felt something was off; it seemed he wasn't the only one invited to the Daocardo family.

"Were you also invited?" he couldn't help but ask a passerby.

"An invitation?" The passerby, dressed like an adventurer, looked completely bewildered.

"The Cardo family is issuing a quest to all adventurers today, so we've all come." The adventurers looked at Bray as if he were an idiot.

Forget about invitations; who is so important that the Cardo family would invite them?

Bray and Levy looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, Levy was simply cooperating with Bray; she had no idea what was happening.

"Do you know what kind of request it is?" Seeing so many people coming over, Bray was initially quite intimidated.

He initially thought everyone was a person who observed the precepts, which gave him the illusion that people who observed the precepts could be wholesalers.

"You came here without even knowing about the commission?" the passerby exclaimed in surprise.

"I don't know," Bray answered honestly.

The letter from the Cardo family was very limited in its content; if it weren't for the words "the one who holds the shackles," Bray wouldn't have even returned.

"I heard that they are gathering a lot of people to hunt down a monster in a nearby lair."

"I wonder what kind of monster it is that requires so many people to be gathered. Could it be an S-rank monster?" The adventurer muttered to himself as he explained to Bray.

"Thanks." After learning what the request was, Bray nodded, expressing his gratitude to the stranger.

"Thank you~" Levy also obediently thanked Bray.

She felt she didn't need to know too much; she just needed to follow Bray's lead.

There's a saying that goes, "Human nature is to repeat the same things over and over again," and Levy is no exception.

“Then let’s keep going,” Bray said, taking Levy’s hand.

"Okay 0V0." Levy also really wanted to experience what it was like to take a walk in such an extravagant courtyard.

However, Levy's grand plan to take a walk could not be realized, as she was intercepted halfway through.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Bray?" a woman dressed as a butler asked politely, standing next to Bray.

The tone of the voice even made Bray feel flattered.

"I am Bray."

“Then I will welcome you on behalf of my master,” the housekeeper said with a smile.

The smile was so natural it didn't seem fake, although everyone knew it wasn't a genuine smile.

The butler is also an elf, or rather, everyone in the courtyard is a product of experience.

After all, the Kado family is an elven family, so this is not surprising.

Maintaining "purity" is also a common practice.

"Who exactly is the master of your household?" Bray asked curiously.

He really wanted to know who in the Cardo family knew him.

In his memory, after all these years of adventures, he didn't know a single person with the surname Kado.

"You'll find out then," the housekeeper said, choosing to keep Bray in suspense instead of answering his question immediately.

"This way, please. He's been waiting for you for a long time." She gestured for him to pass.

Levy sized up the housekeeper, then took a deep sniff.

She smelled a strange odor coming from the butler.

It's not that the housekeeper is some kind of inhuman creature in disguise, but rather that she has a different kind of aura.

However, it would be difficult for Levy to explain in detail what happened.

“A strange smell,” Levy said softly, holding Bray’s hand.

"What's that weird smell?" Bray asked, having overheard Levy's mutterings.

“Hmm…” Levy frowned, seriously considering how to explain it to Bray.

Unfortunately, even after racking her brains until her head was spinning, she still couldn't explain it clearly to Bray.

"I don't know, Levy can't describe it." Levy's limited vocabulary made it impossible for her to describe what she was smelling.

“It’s okay.” Bray began to comfort Levy, who was about to become aggrieved.

He had long been prepared for Levy to not be able to do it.

He held Levy's little hand and followed behind the housekeeper, walking a path different from that of the other adventurers.

The path Bray took was relatively remote, and along the way you could see many exquisite statues and bonsai.

If you look down, you'll even find that the floor is covered with patterns.

Summers in Tokam are cool, and walking in the shade of the trees in Bree, it's impossible to associate the weather with summer.

However, this might indeed be very hot for the locals.

Suddenly, a ray of sunlight shone in, and Bray couldn't help but squint his right eye.

After the trees and statues on both sides disappeared, the road in front of us suddenly opened up.

Both Bray and Levy could see a small wooden house at the end of the road.

How many houses are there in this courtyard? Bray still doesn't know.

"The young master's study is just ahead," the housekeeper introduced to Bray.

Her demeanor was so elegant that no one would doubt she was a noblewoman.

However, within the Cardo family, she was merely a housekeeper.

"Study? Are you sure?" But Bray's focus wasn't on the housekeeper; he was more concerned about the fact that the house was called a study.

This house is a wooden cabin, and its architectural style is clearly the work of a master. Generally speaking, this house would probably be called a "villa".

"A room where books are kept is a study, isn't it?" the housekeeper joked casually.

Unfortunately, Bray didn't take it as a joke; instead, he seriously questioned the housekeeper's statement.

"I see." Bray realized that he had been narrow-minded. Indeed, a study is just a room for books, only the one in the Cardo family is larger.

Other families are rich, so building such structures is a piece of cake for them, unlike people like me who would feel bad for months if the federal government destroyed my house.

Ah, the evils of capital.

"Please come with me, I will introduce you to the young master." The housekeeper opened the door to the study and led the way skillfully.

She stopped in front of a wooden door.

“Young Master, Mr. Bray has arrived,” she said respectfully.

"Then hurry up and open the door, I want to see him." A childish voice came from behind the door.

The childish voice made Bray seriously doubt whether the other person was even five years old.

"Please." The housekeeper then opened the door and stepped aside to let Bray and Levy in.

Although Sack only said to let Bray come, this actually implied that anyone close to Bray could come.

She will be able to understand that.

Often, employers won't tell you much; you have to figure it out yourself.

However, if you don't offer enough benefits, even if you are the employer, your servants won't be able to understand your intentions.

Of course, the Kador family never gives too little.

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As Bray entered the house, he smelled the fragrance of books.

Levy looked around, trying hard to control her tail from wagging too fast.

This isn't my own home; if I break things here, I'll be in a lot of trouble.

"A child?" Bray was stunned when he saw the young master the housekeeper had mentioned.

The person who invited me here was actually not even five years old.

A very small child sat in a chair that didn't fit his size, with a large book in his lap.

From any perspective, he's just a lovely child—