A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

The loser was, of course, Bray.

But Bray survived.

“You’ve become stronger, though it’s not obvious,” Bai Mian said.

"Congratulations on surviving, Blakelas."

"Then I really have to congratulate myself." Bray's voice was extremely weak.

Whiteface acknowledged Bray's strength.

"Perhaps you should look forward to it." Bai Mian raised his head and muttered to himself.

“Breaklas, do you know that the ‘Wall of the World’ seems indestructible, but in reality, there are countless ways to break it?” Whiteface suddenly spoke to Bray about the ‘Wall of the World’.

"If Kapras is thrown into chaos and distorted, then the 'World Wall' will be affected."

"Whether it's war or events like those in this town, they all gradually affect the 'World Wall.'"

"If each of these events can move the 'Wall of the World' by one micrometer, then hundreds of thousands of such events could move the 'Wall of the World' by one meter."

While spouting nonsensical words, Bai Mian sheathed his sword.

In a short while, Bai Mian sheathed his sword several times.

"Why are you telling me all this?" Bray complained.

Mira had asked Bray to keep an eye on the "World Wall," so hearing about it was certainly a good thing.

But why would Shiro say so much to her?

"I just wanted to say it," Bai Mian said casually.

"..." Bray was speechless for a moment.

However, the seriously injured Bray thought of something very important.

“This town…” Bray hesitated, then stopped.

Knight Town was utterly destroyed.

And what happened to the townspeople?

"Don't worry, once the nightmare is destroyed, the twisted person will recover."

"Even someone who has died in a nightmare can return to normal."

“A person who has died once…” Bray sighed.

The implication is that a person who dies twice in a nightmare can never be resurrected.

“That’s right, if you die twice in a nightmare, you’ll die in reality too,” White said to Bray.

"What good is it if reality dies and nightmares disappear?"

“…” Bray closed his right eye.

Human life is indeed cheap.

This wasn't the first time Bray had felt this way.

“Speaking of which, you seem to know a lot about this nightmare,” Bray said to Whiteface.

"It just so happens that I know what I do know," White Face replied.

"Kapras is no longer a peaceful world."

“Many people didn’t realize it, but Capras had actually been in chaos for a long time.”

"Cherish everyone around you," Whiteface advised Bray.

"There's no going back in this world, not even if you had the ability to turn back time." Whiteface's words were less directed at Bray and more at himself.

"Chirp chirp!" The lark landed on the white-faced man's shoulder.

"Your swords." Whiteface threw the two swords on the ground next to Bray.

Even the greatsword was easily picked up by Hakumen.

Bray felt that the character of "Beers" was becoming increasingly confusing.

Who exactly is capable of picking up a Beers?

“I will come looking for you again,” White Face said.

"Absolutely not." Bray didn't want to go through that again.

"Chirp!" The lark flew to the spot where the white-faced armor had shattered and flapped its wings.

"We need to repair this armor now," White Face said softly to Lark.

Although this armor is not some kind of divine artifact, it is just a specially structured iron armor.

It appears so indestructible simply because the user is white-faced.

"Goodbye, Blakeras. I hope you don't die next time." With that, Whiteface turned and walked out of the town.

Looking at the white-faced figure's back, Bray felt a strange sense of familiarity.

It's like the sense of déjà vu I felt in the "virtual dimension" before.

However, there is a subtle difference.

“Wait a minute, White Face…” Bray called out White Face’s name.

Bai Mian stopped walking, but did not turn around.

Even without facing Bray, Shiro could sense everything about Bray.

"Never mind... it's alright now." Bray sighed deeply.

Bray didn't even know why he suddenly called out to Whiteface.

"..." Whiteface didn't speak to Bray either, and continued on his way.

"Crack—" The sound of armor rubbing against each other echoed through the quiet town.

Under the moonlight, Bray and Whiteface grew further and further apart.

"Naruko, when is Bray coming back?" Levy wagged her tail in Naruko's arms.

Levy was uneasy. For some reason, she felt a strange fear when she saw Bray confronting White.

She always had a feeling that Bray might just "ding" and disappear.

Levy stroked the fireball's fur.

The fireball above her head was asleep; it wasn't as many as the others had worried about.

"When will you be back?" Naruko pondered for a moment, looking at the sky that was gradually brightening.

"It'll be soon, right?" Naruko patted Levy's hair.

“He said he would come back, so he definitely will.”

"Mmm." Levy wagged her tail rapidly.

That's true. Bray said he would come back, so he definitely will.

Knighttown was completely destroyed, and the townspeople didn't know if they were safe.

Naruko had no choice but to take Levy back to their temporary lodging.

Fortunately, Naruko found that her residence was still in good condition.

It's probably because it's far from where the incident occurred.

To be honest, Bray always does something behind Naruko's back.

For example, Naruko was not prepared for this sudden disaster.

But Bray clearly knew something.

"Really." Naruko pouted.

Having dead fish eyes is a bad habit.

Although Naruko knew very well that she couldn't share any of the burden with Bray.

Bray knew this too, which is why he didn't bother telling Naruko any more.

Naruko leaned out the window and looked around.

The sun had already risen while we waited for the storm.

Knight Town, bathed in the morning light, was much better than the wretched town it was at night.

There were no eerie sights, no lingering noises, and no strange monsters.

Unfortunately, the rooster seemed to be frightened and did not crow today.

Naruko squinted, feeling a little out of sorts after staying up all night.

"Open the door, Naruko." A weak voice came from outside the door.

Naruko was startled, and then realized who was knocking on the door.

Who else could that voice be but dead fish eyes?

"Wait a moment, I'll come and open the door right away," Naruko replied.

"I'll go open the door." But Reibi was even faster than Naruko.

"Break, Break, Break!" Levy broke free from Naruko's embrace and ran to open the door.

As she trotted, Levy's tail wagged constantly, clearly showing her excitement.

After waiting for so long, Levy was practically a couch potato, but Bray finally came back.

"Bray, welcome back." Levy, with a lovely smile, opened the door for Bray.

But after Levy opened the door, her smile gradually disappeared.

Bray leaned against the door, covered in blood.

His body was covered in shocking wounds.

Neither sword was carried on his back; he had to drag them back with difficulty.

Levy saw exhaustion on Bray's face.

“Levy is such a good girl.” Bray’s breathing was heavy.

He's having trouble breathing now, and with these injuries, forcing himself to come back is already Bray's limit.

For a long time after his fight with Whiteface, Bray was unable to move.

Bray practically watched the sun rise.

It wasn't until after daybreak that Bray regained his ability to move.

"Bray, Bray, Bray!" Levy paced anxiously in circles, unsure of what to do.

Levy doesn't know how to heal wounds, nor does she know how to alleviate Bray's injuries.

“Naruko, Brett…” Levy’s eyes were a little wet QAQ.

Bray looked absolutely out of sorts; he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

"Hey, I saw it." Naruko scratched the back of her head.

Although she was startled by Bray's appearance, she wasn't too shocked.

This wasn't the first time Bray had appeared in front of Naruko like this.

"You got beaten up again." Naruko sighed helplessly.

"Yes," Bray answered Naruko honestly.

He was indeed severely beaten by Bai Mian, and almost killed.

"How did I notice that you always get beaten up so badly?" Naruko retorted.

"Who knows?"

Bray sat down on the ground, panting.

"Clang—" The two swords fell to the ground with a dull thud.