A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"Are you serious?" Naruko asked Bray.

“Of course I’m serious,” Bray said solemnly.

"You just received your payment, and you're telling me you're walking back!" Naruko was stunned.

Do you know how far this place is from our home?

"Didn't you and I used to walk back to the capital together?"

"That was before! Before!" Naruko was so angry that her chest felt tight.

“You need to think about it. Our family is short of funds right now, so we need to save wherever we can,” Bray said earnestly.

"And I know you took my money to repair your arm armor."

"!" Naruko froze for a moment.

"Haha..." Naruko scratched the back of her head and laughed awkwardly.

"What are you saying?" Naruko said, then whistled.

“Let’s walk back,” Bray said again.

“Walking, of course we’ll walk. Carriages are always too expensive.” Naruko’s attitude suddenly changed.

"Oh! Let's walk home!" Levy wagged her tail.

For Levy, walking back to the capital was no problem.

It will take at most a week.

It happened in a week.

One week.

“But are you serious? We might be gone for a few days,” Naruko asked tentatively.

“Seriously.” Bray nodded.

"Waaaah! Help!" Naruko covered her face, on the verge of tears.

Just as Bray and his group were discussing how to get back to the capital at the entrance of Knight Town, William's voice came from behind them.

“Originally, I was thinking of showing you some carriages,” William said with a smile.

"But it seems you don't need it," William said regretfully.

“Well, we plan to walk back, so we won’t need the carriage,” Bray explained to William.

"Ah, I heard that too."

“However, it is indeed very far to walk from here to the capital,” William said to Bray.

“It’s okay, there’s another city along the way where we can transfer.” Bray had already planned the whole process.

After hearing Bray say those words, Naruko was utterly devastated.

"Ughhhhhh, I can't keep up with your train of thought." Naruko sighed, rubbing her forehead.

Who can keep up with Bray's thought process?

“Hmm…” Levy tilted her head, looking at the annoyed Naruko with confusion.

"Hmm? Mr. Bray, what's wrong with your eyes?" William noticed something strange about Bray's eyes.

William knew that Bray always wore an eyepatch over his left eye.

But just now William saw that Bray's right eye seemed to have become dull and lifeless, just like a blind person.

The pupil has no focus, and not even light is projected.

“My eye? Nothing to it,” Bray said casually, touching his right eye.

"Really? Maybe it's just my imagination." William shrugged.

Bray's right eye was always dead fish eyes, never lifeless.

Perhaps it was just William's imagination.

“My eyes have always been like this.” Bray shrugged; his dead fish eyes were beyond cure anyway.

"Never mind all that." With that, William extended his right hand.

Bray also extended his hand and shook hands with William.

“Have a safe journey, and thank you for helping our town so much,” William said.

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Bray walked ahead of Naruko and Levy.

Levy teased the fireball above her head.

Naruko followed Bray listlessly.

"By the way, Mr. William just mentioned your eyes."

"Ah."

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Naruko asked.

“I tried something new,” Bray replied to Naruko.

"Testing something?" Naruko looked at Bray's back with a puzzled expression.

"I tried something that was absolutely no fun."

Bray just tried using "Mind's Eye".

Everything that was once visible is now invisible.

But things that were previously imperceptible were now clearly perceived by Bray.

It's like having another "eye".

This is probably what is meant by "shrewdness".

“It’s not fun at all.” Bray grimaced, thankfully the thing could be turned off.

Nights in Knight Town are darker than anywhere else.

It's not just about the lighting, it's also about the atmosphere.

It's oppressive, it makes you feel suffocated.

Therefore, the townspeople in Knight don't go out at night.

No one cares what happens in town at night.

Nighttime should be a time for the townspeople of Knight to sleep.

William, dressed in formal attire, stood atop the clock tower in Knighttown.

No, he should be called Logan now.

Logan opened his arms and breathed in the night air.

It wasn't refreshing, but rather a sticky yet chilly feeling.

But Logan liked it.

The bright white moon hangs high in the sky, and countless stars adorn the night.

"The troublesome person has finally left."

"No one can stop me, yes, no one can stop me from doing anything."

In his nightmares, Irving had already died, and in reality, he had become a cripple.

And that demonic adventurer also left Knight Town.

Logan had already figured something out from the previous series of experiments.

"Eyes" and "brain" cannot simply be a superficial combination.

It should be a deep integration.

Just like the children in that school.

Even without a physical body, a combination of a "brain" and "eyes" can still survive.

Even the "mind" is further elevated to the point that the children can perceive that they are in a dream.

Logan believed that as long as he followed this direction, he would surely be able to understand the truth.

It's only a matter of time before one grasps the "concept" of silver.

Standing at the highest point in Knighttown gave Logan the illusion of being in control of everything.

"Alright, it's time to wrap this up," Logan muttered to himself.

Previously in Knight Town, I secretly conducted experiments in my nightmares.

Now it's time to conduct the final verification experiment.

What would happen if the entire town were brought together?

"Then let the nightmare truly descend into the night."

"Dong—" The clock tower in Knight Town was struck.

Normally, the clock tower in Knight Town doesn't ring at night.

The moon high in the sky was covered in a dark red hue, and the moonlight was also tinged with a faint red.

The full moon overhead today could easily be called a blood moon.

The somber crimson added a touch of madness to the already oppressive town of Knight.

The bells of the clock tower ring very loudly.

The midnight bell rang, waking up most of the people in the town.

"Which bastard rang the bell?!"

"Can't a person get any sleep?!"

"Mom, it's so noisy outside."

"It's okay, go back to sleep."

The townspeople were unaware of what the bell truly meant.

Logan could hear the townspeople's clamor, their complaints exacerbating the blurring of the boundary between nightmare and reality.

The originally normal building began to be distorted.

Faces appeared on the walls, and the house was decorated with all sorts of horrifying things.

Some people noticed the eeriness of the surrounding scenery and quickly went out onto the street.

"What are these things?" Knight Town doesn't have these kinds of spooky buildings.

"Hey, do you know what happened?" When faced with the unknown, people always ask those around them.

Unfortunately, no one knew what had happened in the town.

"Look! There's a person standing on the top of the clock tower," a sharp-eyed townsman said, pointing to the top of the clock tower in the distance.

Logan's appearance had long since changed; he no longer resembled William.

Countless eyeballs were densely packed on the face, and apart from a mouth, no nose or ears could be seen.

"These clothes are definitely uncomfortable to wear." In fact, not only his face, but Logan had eyes stuffed into various parts of his body.

The formal attire made Logan very uncomfortable.

Then a robe was suddenly draped over Logan, and his formal attire vanished like dust in the wind.

“Be grateful and become a sacrifice for my glimpse of the truth.” Logan raised his hand.

Under the blood-red moonlight, the townspeople began to grow weary.

My eyelids felt incredibly heavy, as if they would droop at any moment.

Many people simply collapsed and fell asleep on the street.

But this sleep will definitely not be a peaceful journey into dreams.