A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

A strange change surged through her body once again, and the dormant, chaotic silver bloodlines erupted.

The ring on my right hand began to shimmer with a faint silver light, and destiny began to flow.

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In a garden, birds are soaring and petals are fluttering.

It seems like spring is here forever.

Dorothea knew exactly where this place was.

"Snow Garden".

"This is the 'Snow Garden,' yet it isn't the 'Snow Garden,'" four girls dressed in different styles of clothing said to Dorothea.

The four women's clothing was all in an oriental style.

"Who are you?" Dorothea asked coldly.

She had never met anyone from the East.

"I am the wind." A young girl, dressed in light battlefield armor, looked heroic and dashing.

"I am a flower." A young girl in a short kimono, cute and lively.

"I am Xue." A young girl dressed in a gorgeous long kimono, like a princess.

"I am Yue." A girl dressed in assassin-like night clothes said expressionlessly.

“You can treat us as four people, or you can treat us as one person.”

"This is your mental world, a world where you can control everything."

“We are the will of the self within your ring, and we will do everything we can to fulfill your desires.”

The four girls said in unison.

"Resurrect Heimson." She said without hesitation.

“Unfortunately, we cannot resurrect the dead,” the wind said.

“We can only offer you strength,” the flower said.

“You can become stronger,” Xue said.

“With power, you can do anything,” Yue said.

“Your future has begun, and once the gears start turning, they will never stop.”

“That’s so boring.” That was Dorothea’s response.

Without Heimson's resurrection, nothing else matters.

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The strange changes happening to Dorothea suddenly stopped, and she even began to return to normal.

Those violent silver bloodlines were suppressed.

I won't cause trouble now, and I will never go crazy in the future.

Dorothea completely controlled all her power and suppressed the power of those monsters.

She stood up silently, her face grim.

But before she stood up, she held Heimsen tightly in her arms.

“Come back, my daughter,” the Queen said.

"Shut up." Dorothea looked at the Queen expressionlessly, then walked towards the sword on the ground.

After that, countless soldiers poured in through the entrance.

After the commotion in the basement, the Queen's guards and researchers who were stationed nearby rushed to the scene.

These are people who know about the Queen's experiments and are not afraid of their secrets being leaked.

“Your Majesty!” an elf cried out.

"Do you see? This is my success." The Queen looked at Dorothea with kindness.

The people who arrived looked at each other, unsure of what to say or do next.

The Empress looks a little off.

"Clang—" The sword that could corrupt everything was brought up.

This time, Dorothea felt no pain; it was as if she were simply picking up an ordinary sword.

The power in the sword did not affect Heimson's corpse in the slightest.

"Kneel down." Dorothea raised her chin slightly and said to the Queen.

She walked up to the Queen.

"Thump—" The boot lifted up and then kicked the Queen down, stepping on her.

All of this happened before Dorothea came to her senses.

The sword was stuck in the back of the empress's hand.

Then she aged at a visible rate, her beautiful face fading away, replaced by white hair.

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!! You are the greatest power for us mortals."

"I've done it. To hell with the gods!" The empress, who was being trampled on by Dorothea, laughed.

"You're a madwoman," Dorothea simply remarked of the Elf Queen.

"You are the new Empress of Bai Ting Kingdom! You are the one who will lead us!"

"Oh! Such an aura that compels one to submit! It's amazing!"

The overwhelming sense of power made even the Elf Queen's soul tremble.

"You are..." Just as the Queen was about to say something, Dorothea shattered her heart.

"Shut up." Dorothea's voice was flat and even. The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the window.

As dawn broke, the streets of the capital began to buzz with lively sounds.

Two months have passed since we returned from the Northern Continent.

Bray looked up at the ceiling of his room.

Yes, this is Bray's own room.

He finally doesn't have to rent a place every day anymore; you know, being chased for rent by the landlady is a real pain.

Recently, Bray has become wealthy and even bought his own house in the capital.

As the sunlight streamed into his own house, Bray felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

He discovered that he actually earned a good income from occasionally taking on slightly "dangerous" jobs.

The financial difficulties were indeed due to having two idle children at home.

Not only do they freeload, but they also have an enormous appetite.

Bray took Levy and Naruko out for a meal that was roughly equivalent to two meals for the entire average family.

"Strictly limiting their food intake really does save a lot of money," Bray remarked as he walked towards the window.

Speaking of which, housing prices in the capital are really expensive; a small house in the central city costs more than 100,000 GB.

These small bungalows can be bought for just over 10,000 GB in the countryside.

"Brave, come on! Come at me head-on!" Naruko said excitedly as she lay on Bray's bed.

"Get out." Bray uttered this single word expressionlessly.

Naruko is becoming increasingly elusive; he didn't even notice her sneaking into his room.

"Don't be so cold," Naruko said with a smile, looking at Bray with the eyes of someone looking at a child.

"..." Bray picked up Naruko without saying a word.

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Naruko exclaimed in surprise.

"Go back to your room. No, go make me breakfast," Bray said coldly.

Bray changed his tune entirely because of Levy, who was standing in front of his door.

Levy looked at Bray with expectant eyes.

She wasn't expecting anything strange, of course; she was looking forward to what she would eat for breakfast.

“Break, Break, Fireball’s hungry.” Levy pointed to the little lion on her head.

The little lion was still sleeping, its eyes half-closed.

"Gurgle—" came from Levy's stomach.

It wasn't Fireball who was hungry, but Levy.

“Did you hear me? Go make breakfast,” Bray said to Naruko.

"Why me? Why am I the one making breakfast?!" Naruko protested indignantly.

"Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday..." Before Brei could finish speaking, Naruko started to back down.

"Okay, Naruko, I'll make breakfast now." Naruko saluted Bray and then jogged to the kitchen.

Bray always makes breakfast, but today he wanted to be lazy.

The one being oppressed by Bray was, of course, Naruko.

It's also impossible to have Levy make breakfast.

If Levy were to take charge, the kitchen would probably turn into hell.

"Meow~" The fireball on Levy's head stretched and made a cute meow.

"Are you really a lion?" Bray retorted.

If it weren't for the mane on his head, Bray wouldn't have thought Fireball was a lion at all.

That said, if it has a mane, it must be a male lion.

Thinking about this, Bray frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.

"A male?" Bray murmured.

"Hmm?" Levy tilted her head, wondering what Bray wanted to say.

"Meow?" Fireball tilted its head along with Levy.

"Tsk, the thought of you being a male lion makes you seem less cute," Bray smacked his lips.

While Bree was lost in thought, Naruko suddenly ran back from the kitchen.

“By the way, Bray, it’s time to go to the Adventurers’ Guild today,” Naruko said to Bray.

"We don't have enough money at home."

"..." Bree's face was as cold as frost.

“I remember there were still several thousand gigabytes a week ago,” Bray said in a deep voice.

“Eek~ Well~” Naruko stammered.

"Ah, they're still cooking in the kitchen. Goodbye~" Naruko said and ran away.

Bray's savings were reduced to a few hundred gold, mainly because Naruko secretly used it to maintain her arm armor.

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"Ding-a-ling—" The doorbell of the Adventurers' Guild in the Imperial Capital rang.

Lacking money, Bray walked into the Adventurers' Guild.

The atmosphere became very tense the moment Bray entered the Adventurers' Guild.

"Hmm?" Bray glanced around strangely and found that no one dared to meet his eyes.

"What's going on?" Bray was completely baffled.

"Is that the 'Demon Hunter'?" one adventurer whispered to his companion.