A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"I don't know..." Rukia replied listlessly.

“It’s simply because I don’t want my sword to be taken away,” Dorothea said.

She also found the reason incredibly unbelievable, but after seeing Bray, she became convinced that it was true.

"Just for that reason..." Rukia became even more annoyed after hearing this.

"Perhaps that's just an excuse, Your Majesty."

"You must punish him severely, or the guards will not be satisfied." She finally sighed and said to Her Majesty the Queen.

Aside from personal reasons, the other guards' thoughts were also reasons why Lucia disagreed with Queen Dorothea's kindness towards Bray.

If such a reckless trespasser goes unpunished, what must the dutiful guards be thinking?

The guards might even doubt their own work.

This is absolutely not possible.

Regardless of the circumstances, Bray must be punished, even if Queen Dorothea finds him amusing.

Rukia's attitude this time was quite firm; in the past, she probably would have given in to this capricious empress.

"He's already been punished," Dorothea said calmly, looking at Rukia with a smile in her eyes.

She was indeed a very good minister. Although he often indulged his unreliable behavior, he never backed down on certain issues.

not bad.

However, Lucia's worries were unnecessary; Dorothea had already imprisoned Bray.

Despite being someone who trespassed into the palace, he wasn't particularly arrogant or domineering.

The process of having Bray taken away and locked up was much simpler than she had imagined.

After Dorothea promised not to take Bray's sword, he was calmly led into the dungeon beneath the palace.

He didn't resist at all during the whole process. If he didn't want to be imprisoned, there was no way to catch him unless Dorothea herself took action.

But later, he was thrown into prison by the angry guards without resistance, just like a chick.

At that time, the sword was still on his body.

"Has that guy already been punished?"

"Yes, it's locked up, right below us." Dorothea casually pointed to the floor.

Of course, the direction she pointed out wasn't very precise; Bray was located on the edge of the underground area of ​​the palace.

“However, if you want to execute him, I think it’s unlikely,” Dorothea said.

Rukia was speechless for a moment.

It seems, perhaps, or probably, there really is no way to execute him.

"Since Your Majesty has already severely punished him, I have nothing more to say," Rukia said irritably, realizing she had been wasting her time making expressions.

"I really like how serious you are," Dorothea suddenly said to Rukia.

“It’s what I should do…” Rukia blushed and lowered her head again.

This Empress is truly something I don't know what to do.

"I'll release him once you've calmed down," Dorothea said with a smile.

"I'll do whatever you say," Lucia said irritably. What else could she say at this point?

"But may I ask why you need him?"

“I need him to help me deal with the Silver Race around Snowwind Fortress.” Dorothea’s tone became much more serious.

For Dorothea, a Silver-ranked being or a Wild God is no threat; she can handle it all by herself.

However, things get a bit complicated when the number is plural and they are acting together.

If she were to fight two opponents at once, she would inevitably get injured, which is why she didn't make a move immediately.

As the "invincible" queen of Baiting Kingdom in everyone's eyes, she cannot afford to get hurt.

Otherwise, the surrounding forces that are eyeing us with predatory intent might mobilize, and even if Dorothea wipes out those guys, it will still cause huge losses to the White Court Kingdom.

Bray's arrival could be said to be perfectly timed.

"Those monsters..." Rukia had also heard of the monsters around Snowwind Castle.

Moreover, after hearing Rosia's explanation, she naturally understood what that being was.

Unfortunately, even the Three Warriors couldn't help Dorothea with this problem.

"Can he do it?" Lucia had some doubts about Bray's abilities.

“If I’m not mistaken, it should be possible,” Dorothea said calmly.

“Okay…” Rukia looked helpless.

“I will talk to the others and I estimate that you will be able to release him soon.”

"Thank you for your hard work." Dorothea stepped down from the throne and patted Rukia's hair.

"Your Majesty, I'm not a child anymore..."

Although she said that, she still obediently accepted Dorothea's pat on the head.

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On the other hand, Bray sat pitifully in the prison cell below the palace.

While others are being patted on the head, he can't even look up at the sky.

However, they weren't really pitiful; it just looked that way.

"Master, you've been locked up again," Zeke said to Bray.

"Hmm, but it's okay."

“Anyway, you weren’t taken away,” Bray replied.

That's right, Queen Dorothea said she wouldn't put away her sword, so it didn't matter that he was imprisoned.

Anyway, I won't starve to death here. If the other side really wants me to starve to death, I'll just escape.

The wall doesn't look particularly sturdy.

At least this place can't be harder than the city walls, while Bray is quite confident that he can cut down the walls of Snowwind Keep.

"There's nothing I can do, so I'll just stay with you."

"If no one is around, Master will be so lonely he'll want to die!"

Listening to the girl's words, Bray could picture her standing with her hands on her hips right now.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Bray said it like he was coaxing a child, but it was a very effective way to get things going.

"You can ask me for anything, just leave it to me!"

Seeing Jue Xiang's enthusiastic attitude, Bray couldn't help but find it a little funny.

This "funny" isn't meant to mock a tragic story, but simply because I find her adorable.

"You're really cute," Bray said casually, uttering what he was thinking.

"What are you saying! Useless Master! Idiot Master!" Zetsugu covered his face with a book and began to curse Bray.

She felt as if her face was starting to steam, and the book was getting hot.

It's all Master's fault for saying such things out of the blue. Although she is indeed very cute, it's wrong to suddenly praise her.

Bray didn't continue teasing the final melody; he knew it needed some time to settle.

She always puts on a very impressive act, but in the end, she's more easily embarrassed than anyone else.

Hmm? Isn't he acting a bit strange, flirting with a sword...?

It seems that after being released, I need to find some magical books to read and purify my soul.

“I said… this is your dinner…” A very short elf girl stood outside the cell, looking at Bray with a strange expression.

This girl is named Nyarlathotep, and she is one of the three warriors who were recently defeated by Bray.

“Oh, thank you.” Bray looked up and took the dinner.

Then he realized that the person who brought him the food was the same guy he had knocked out before.

"You are that...that...Sanwuji?" He tried hard to remember.

"It's the Three Warriors!!!" Naya gripped the iron bars tightly and shouted.

"Sorry, I don't like memorizing this kind of thing," Bray said, covering his ears.

"What's wrong with you?!" Naya was completely baffled by this guy.

She had heard from Lucia that Her Majesty Dorothea had arrested Bray, so she came to take a look.

But first she saw Bray talking to himself, and then she was called Three Black Chickens.

And what's wrong with this guy? Doesn't he feel anxious at all about being arrested and locked up?

Could it be that he thinks he's quite comfortable in this prison?

This self-talking madman defeated himself? I can't accept it...

"Ah, what are you trying to say?" Bray tilted his head, unable to understand what the other person was trying to say.

However, his attitude was still acceptable. After all, he had taken down a whole bunch of people, so others were bound to be unhappy.

I can understand, I can understand. As long as they don't go too far, I don't mind being locked up for a while.

Ultimately, it was because he didn't want his sword to be confiscated that he forced his way in.

Strictly speaking, there's nothing wrong with locking yourself up.

"That's all..." After adjusting her mindset, Naya took a deep breath and decided not to say anything more.

"How exactly did you defeat us?" Naya squatted down, her cute little face full of seriousness.

"How were you defeated?"

"That's exactly what it sounds like!" she said irritably.

There was no magic power or internal energy from the Eastern Continent on Bray's body, nothing at all.

Moreover, he exudes such a bold and unrestrained aura.

Bray's performance, which wasn't even worthy of being called a master, left Nyar unable to understand how he ultimately lost.

“With a sword,” Bray answered honestly.

"I know you're using a sword!!" Nyarlathotep exclaimed anxiously.

"Ah... what else do you want to know..." Bray was annoyed; he had used a sword to cut him.

Ugh, I want to look up at the sky.

"How could that be possible with just a sword..."

“Why not?” Bray retorted.

Naya wanted to say something, but shut up the next second.

Because she saw Bray's lifeless right eye.

He told Bray that nothing is impossible with a sword. Bray himself didn't know how long he had been imprisoned.

All he knew was that he was eventually released.

After he is released, he will "go to war".

I'm so tired. He shouldn't have gone looking for the Empress.

Ultimately, all we need to do after moving to the Northern Continent is an empress; we could just find any city lord.

Bray walked on the snow, making a "rustling" sound.

Even though I'm wearing thick clothes, I still feel very cold.

The biting cold wind howled towards me.

If he didn't rub his face, Bray was sure his face would go numb in a little while.