A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

That's right, the logic here is perfect, he can't find any fault with it.

"Swoosh—" The spear pierced through Bray's ear, shaving off some of his hair.

“You…you destroyed this place…” Ulitina said in a trembling voice.

“Didn’t you already know that?” Bray said.

Even in the final moments, his nerves remained taut.

He was unwilling to be killed at the last moment and cause all his efforts to be in vain.

Bray believed that this time, his death would not be a simple matter of reincarnation, but a true death in the real sense.

Seeing the burning anger on the girl's face, he was certain that she wouldn't let him off the hook.

“Kill…I’m going to kill you!!” Ulitina repeated these words over and over again.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she was almost screaming.

Ulitina's memories began to become chaotic countless times, just like the world around her.

When things are turned upside down, everything collapses.

She kept having the same dream countless times.

In her dreams, the person she loves most always dies, and she has to keep repeating this tragedy.

"Aaaaaaah!!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The shouting was meaningless; it was simply an expression of one's pain.

But she couldn't even figure out why she was in pain.

“As long as…” Ulitina’s pupils shrank to needle-like size, reflecting the expressionless face of Bree.

The opponent's sword was different from her "red" sword; it had no color, but it wasn't transparent either.

It just gives people the illusion that there is nothing there.

"Will it all end if you kill me?" Bray said, deflecting the attack with his sword and glancing at the emotionally distraught Ulitina with his right eye.

"If that's what you think, then it doesn't matter." He wanted to say something, but he took back what he was about to say.

If the mental world is destroyed, then the will of the self will also be destroyed.

At this moment, Bray was "killing" the will of a weapon, so he felt he had no right to judge others.

"Ding!" That was the first sound.

After that shout, the fight between the two gradually intensified.

All of Ulitina's attacks flowed together, their irregular and scattered afterimages resembling blooming roses in the dark abyss.

Sparks were constantly bursting around the rose.

Compared to such an attack, Bray's movements were much slower, or rather, excessively concise.

Bray looked at Ulitina indifferently, ignoring the several cuts on her face caused by the blast wave.

Although he blocked the direct hit, the aftershocks still affected him.

So compared to Ulitina, Bray looked quite disheveled.

The girl, on the contrary, still maintained the dashing demeanor she had when she first appeared, and her dress was not torn in a single spot.

But none of that mattered to him anymore; who was injured and who was uninjured were completely irrelevant.

This battle is coming to an end.

The world shattered, as if a mirror had been smashed.

The cracks initially appeared only around the area, but quickly spread to Bray and Ulitina.

The two stared at each other as their bodies gradually crumbled.

"Bastard! Bastard!!!" Ulitina held the spear in her hand, ready to stab the other party.

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't overcome that final distance.

His hands were breaking, his weapons were breaking, and he and Bray were drifting further and further apart.

Unlike her loss of composure, Bray remained calm even as her body shattered.

Bray knew he wouldn't die, but was about to escape this broken mental world.

"..." He looked at Ulitina's struggling figure and sighed silently in his heart.

In Ulitina's eyes, he must be an utterly wicked man.

He shattered the girl's beautiful dream, tore the world apart, and perhaps even took her "life."

Yes, the destruction of the mental world will kill Ulitina.

During the battle, Bray realized that Ulitina was not just the Master of the Mental World.

Even the Master is the self-will here.

The mental world and the physical world are interdependent; if one is destroyed, the other will also be destroyed.

In order to leave this place, he "killed" someone.

"Is it even possible for a Master to become their own will?" Bray said helplessly.

"If it's something one's original will desires, then it can be done," said "The Last Echo" after a moment of contemplation.

For most people with a strong sense of self, the Master's wish is everything, even at the cost of their own lives.

Whether or not one does such a thing depends solely on the Master.

"I see." Bray's tone was subtle, as if he were expressing regret.

He sheathed his sword before his entire body shattered.

In the mental world, this longsword is depicted as fragmented, just like its master.

"I feel sorry for her, perhaps not just for her, but also for the self-will within her spear," Bray said.

If you feel sorry for the girl with the rose, then isn't her original will also pitiful?

She sacrificed herself to fulfill her Master's wishes.

In Bray's view, this behavior might be touching, but it wasn't great.

Looking at the literary girl within his sword, he felt that his willpower was only lacking in some aspects compared to someone like himself.

If the sword is a physical body, then what's missing is only a spiritual body?

In any case, he could not treat it as a tool.

“Goodbye, dreaming girl,” he said, looking at Ulitina with his right eye.

“…” Ulitina’s tears turned into shards of glass, scattering into the air, and she remained silent.

She hesitated, unable to stop Bray from disappearing.

At this point, she had lost all chances of killing Bray.

"Dreaming...is it wrong to dream?" She opened her mouth and asked Bray, who had completely disappeared from her mental world.

The question she asked might be one that Bray would never be able to answer, but she still asked it anyway.

What's wrong with dreaming? What exactly is wrong with it?

Is it wrong to reminisce about important people in your life? She simply wanted to do everything in her power to preserve her happiness.

That's all... simply to satisfy my own infatuation.

Why did Bray want to destroy this place and erase all memories?

Then, Ulitina heard a voice.

"There's nothing wrong with dreaming, your only mistake was dragging unrelated people into it."

Ulitina could never forget that voice; it belonged to the person she loved most.

“Caesar…” She turned her head, but could not see the familiar figure.

Only that voice lingered in my ears.

"Caesar, where are you...where are you..." She cried like a helpless little girl in a world without light.

But Caesar's voice did not reappear, as if he had just hallucinated.

"I've had enough..."

The crimson rose wept silently, and that weeping disappeared imperceptibly as the world in her heart gradually darkened.

The endless cycle of reincarnation has finally come to an end.

Although the ending caused the girl immense pain, it was, in a way, the end.

There will be no more memories.

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The man's consciousness was initially blurred.

Later, I could hear the sound of waves crashing against the ship.

Bray suddenly opened his right eye.

My vision was initially completely black, but it gradually returned to normal.

When he woke up, he found himself sitting on the deck, holding a longsword.

The seawater splashed and pounded against me.

Bray was soaked from head to toe; his clothes were drenched, and his face was covered in water droplets.

He wiped away the seawater with his hand and straightened the goggles that had been tilted by the seawater.

It wouldn't be good if people saw my empty eye sockets.

He glanced around and realized he hadn't been asleep for very long.

One minute? A quarter of an hour?

Was I just dreaming? No way, would I really have such a youthful dream?

"Master, should I say nice to meet you now?" the literary girl whispered to Bray.

"No need, I haven't forgotten you." After hearing the voice of "Final Echo," he realized he wasn't dreaming.

It seems I've kept my promise and haven't forgotten her.

But that's hard to say; perhaps I failed in the cycle of reincarnation before.

The girl simply couldn't bring herself to tell the truth and lied to herself for a moment.

"Are you feeling alright? Don't get cold, you'll catch a cold." The girl was very, very worried about Bray's health.

Just imagine, being soaked to the bone with the sea breeze blowing, you'd definitely get sick.

"I'll take a hot shower later, don't worry."

He thought the girl in the sword was really prone to nervousness.

So, what should we call this girl? She calls herself "The Last Echo," so let's call her The Last Echo.

What's the difference between these two? There's no difference at all; the characters are the same, and the pronunciation is the same.

It's just missing a parenthesis.

"How could I not be nervous? If you die, I'll be all alone with just my sword!" Juexiang said angrily.

To others, Bray's muttering to himself made him look like a madman.

This caused several people around Bray to glance at him a few times.

He realized that talking to Juexiang would seem strange to others, so he kept quiet.

He didn't want to be sent to a mental hospital before going to the Eastern Continent.

From this day forward, it will be a journey of one man and one sword.

Following the address Ural gave him, Bre disembarked and arrived at his destination without any problems.

Although the road to the fox village was rugged and one would definitely get lost without a guide, the journey went quite smoothly.