A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Let's talk about the specifics."

“Specifically…” Slater felt he might have to recall many ancient memories, which was really difficult for him.

"No, no, no, you can rest now."

"No need to say anything more, you can say goodbye to this wonderful world now." A child suddenly appeared in the cave and said in a childish voice.

Sark gave Slat a cute smile, and behind him were several maids.

Even Bray didn't know when he and the maids had appeared.

Upon seeing Sark, Slat immediately noticed the latter's purple pupils.

"It's you!?" Although this child looks completely different from the one who sealed him away.

But the color of the pupils wouldn't betray that person's identity.

This is not just simple purple—it is a symbol of a certain identity.

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Sack looked regretful as he walked behind a group of maids.

"Shoot," he said softly.

All the maids simultaneously raised their guns and aimed them at Slater's location.

Ordinary bullets cannot damage silver-grade items; yes, ordinary bullets won't work.

"Bang!" Several bullets were fired simultaneously, passing through everyone's sight.

These are not ordinary bullets, but bullets "wrapped" with concepts.

“The exact same bullet, it’s you…” Slater tried to escape, but it was too late.

"Boom!!!!!" The chaotic conceptual effects struck Slater, who had been severely injured by Bray's sword.

“The one who upholds the precepts! That one who upholds the precepts is you!!!” Slat roared. This time, He did not admit his mistake, He absolutely did not admit his mistake.

But His roar soon came to an abrupt end.

The "God of Mist" was killed just like that.

It wasn't Bray who killed him, nor was it even killed by Sark.

The maids swept across with a burst of bullets, turning Him into mist, and then completely dispersing the mist.

His death was utterly worthless. Sark hadn't originally intended to come and finish off Slater.

However, things seemed to be different from what he had imagined, so he had no choice but to end it this way.

Sack wanted to see Bray and Slater have a really good fight.

Then he felt that he could see something from such a battle.

After countless reincarnations, he especially wanted to see certain things.

Unfortunately, Sack didn't fully understand Bray's abilities.

Bray is a bit too strong.

Even if he's strong, it doesn't matter, but Slater is going to surrender, which means Bray will know too much.

That won't do; we'll just have to make do with it.

“…” Bray stood still, and even after Slat was killed by Sark’s maid squad, he did not sheathe his sword.

"What exactly do you want to do?" he asked directly.

The maids' guns were all loaded with bullets containing concepts.

What is this? You can imagine what it would be like if every maid could be used on a disposable basis.

The maids around Sark are just ordinary people, but coincidentally, ordinary people can also use the concept bomb.

Bray glanced at the maids and noticed that their eyes were all strange, with spiral patterns on them.

“Mr. Bray, don’t be so nervous,” Sack said in a childish voice, hands on his hips.

"I just want to see something that will never be recorded in books."

“…” Bray did not answer.

This child first sent me to fight this silver seed, and then suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Bray truly couldn't understand Sark's incredibly contradictory decisions.

It's like someone paying someone else to kill a chicken, only to end up doing it themselves.

“But now I completely understand that even a demigod of Slater’s caliber can’t let me see what I want to see.” Sark shook his head, his tone somewhat helpless.

"Are you a person who observes the precepts?" Bray asked.

"Of course not, that monster mistook me for someone else." Sack poked his little face with his finger, making a cute little gesture.

"Tsk..." Bray clicked his tongue unconsciously.

He clearly realized that Sack was trying to change the subject.

From what Slater said, it wasn't hard for Bray to deduce that the man in front of him, Sack, was the so-called "outlaw."

But he's only three years old.

Moreover, Slat is talking about the one who sealed him away hundreds of years ago, so what is the connection between him and the child in front of him?

There were too many confusing points, and Bray couldn't figure it out for the time being.

“Mr. Bray, thank you so much for helping our family resolve this major concern,” Sack said politely to Bray.

"You'll get your payment later, don't worry."

“Alright, let’s go.” Sack said, opening his arms to the maid beside him.

“Yes, young master.” A maid gently picked up Sack, and then the other maids bowed slightly to Bray.

After that, all the maids took Sark and left.

"Wait a minute, what about the punitive expedition?" Bray shouted.

“It doesn’t matter, not many of them died,” Sack said softly, lounging in the maid’s arms.

“Mr. Bray, we’ll meet again someday.” He smiled sweetly.

Of course, Bray wouldn't find Sack cute.

Compared to the angelic Reibi, this guy is practically a monster disguised as a young boy.

Bray stood there in silence for a long time, somewhat regretting that he had accepted the invitation.

Distracted, he didn't even notice when Levy called him.

"Brey, let's go back." Levy tugged at Bray a few times before he came to his senses.

"Okay, let's go back in a bit."

Bray walked to the nearby pile of stones and then moved the fallen rocks away.

Sure enough, you can find people on the verge of death inside.

He let out a long sigh; it seemed that Sack had no intention of caring about the lives or deaths of these people.

Bray would have thought this kind of rescue operation would be troublesome, but given the circumstances, he was the only one who could do it.

If you don't do it, even those who could survive will die.

"After Levy helped rescue these people, we went home."

"Okay~" Levy flicked her tail lightly, smashing a rock to pieces, and then picked up the injured person with one hand.

“Yes, well done, just like that…” Bray said after a long pause, finally praising Levy.

Although Levy's methods were a bit rough, they were quite efficient.

"Hehe~" When Levy heard Bray praise her, she worked even harder.

Levy had long forgotten about Slater.

Smashing the rocks will get you Brequa! That's why this is a big deal!

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Sack swung his toes in the maid's arms.

He was thinking about many things, his own and Bray's.

Those who uphold precepts are born as a restraining force in the world, so it's normal for them to be strong.

But Bray's level is clearly a bit too high.

Moreover, the churning blood within Bray's body greatly intrigued Sark.

As someone who has reincarnated time and time again, although I cannot claim to be omniscient or omnipotent, I know things that are absolutely unimaginable to humans.

He was naturally aware of the Heavenly Fox Tears.

So why would Sark be interested? Naturally, it's because the one who possesses the Heavenly Fox Tear is Bray.

He could tell that Bray was suppressing the power of the Heavenly Fox Tear within him, but no matter what, it was something belonging to the Golden Seed.

Even those who uphold the precepts will find it difficult to endure.

Sack really wanted to see what happened next, he really wanted to see it, it was more interesting than the picture books that filled the Cador family's library.

Because he awakened the memories of reincarnation in infancy, he was not affected by the "worldview" of this life at all.

He is essentially the same person from the previous reincarnation.

“Young master, Mr. Bray seems to be rescuing the crusade,” reported one of the maids, Sack.

"Saving people, what a kind adventurer," Sack chuckled, offering no further comment.

"Let him be, we won't get involved," he said.

Admittedly, Sack's speech is now slurred, but no one would laugh at him—

No one dared to.

"Yes, young master," the maid said respectfully, then changed her position to make Sack more comfortable.

The current reality of the Kador family is that it is entirely managed by this three-year-old child.

You say it's unbelievable? It truly is unbelievable.

No one knows what the members of the Kador family are thinking, that they would let a child who can barely speak take charge of the family.

“Suddenly I realize that many things are just too perfect.” Sack smiled.

The large number of Silver Seeds were killed, and he himself was immediately reincarnated right after he died last time.

And very unusually, he awakened his memories in infancy.

You should know that this is the first time he has awakened as an infant, after so many reincarnations.

He still remembered what the guy who killed him looked like.

He wore a full set of white armor and carried a tattered sword.

A guy who isn't even human, "just" an Aragami.

Yet this very strange fellow killed himself with a single blow.

The scene of that self-proclaimed white-faced guy slashing with his sword was still deeply etched in his mind.

Time stood still, and the world collapsed.

No matter what methods he used, he could not escape.

It was as if the opponent's sword, when it was drawn, meant that the person in front of him was about to be killed.

Sack even suspected that the guy was at the level of a "god".

"Young master, where are you going back to?" the maid asked softly.

"Hmm, let's go back to the study." Sack preferred the study.

He liked the scent of books that filled the study.

Since the master wanted to go to the study, the maids would naturally take him there.

Once in the study, Sack dismissed everyone else, leaving only himself.