A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

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While several sea creatures were discussing how to deal with Vinipado, turbulent currents surged beneath the sea.

Countless pieces of warship collided with each other in the vortex.

Many people on the boat drowned.

However, Nisha remained conscious.

However, this state of clarity cannot last long, because a person's breath can only be held for a limited time.

Nisa, underwater, puffed out her cheeks and gripped her knight's lance tightly.

The knight's lance was heavy, and it kept dragging Nisa down.

Even so, Nisa did not let go.

The spearhead of "Digang" began to spin, causing another vortex.

"Boom!!!!!" A wave several meters high burst forth from the sea, and a blonde woman emerged from the spray.

"Pakaso!!!" Nisa, choking on water, called out to her mount with difficulty.

The white horse, which should have been shoved into the sea, suddenly leaped out of the ocean floor and landed safely on the back of Nisa, who was falling from the sky.

"Is anyone still alive...?" Nisha looked at her bracelet.

This is a magical tool for communication between the "Great Enemy of God".

“I… am still alive…” Misala’s weak voice came from the other side of the bracelet.

"Wake up." Nisha slapped Misala's face a few times.

Nisha is now sitting on a rock in the sea.

Both he and Pakaso were exhausted and unable to return to Vinipado for the time being.

"Cough cough..." Seawater choked out of Misala's throat.

Misala opened her eyes groggily; she had almost been drowned by the towering sea.

Of the entire ship, only Misala and Nisha survived.

“Everyone has sacrificed themselves.” Nisha said with a sorrowful expression.

“Is that so…” Misala could only sigh helplessly upon hearing what Nisha said.

Mishrabinisa has been a member of the "Great Enemy of God" for much longer and has already witnessed the sacrifice of many of her comrades.

She herself has had several different groups of companions.

Misala was even mentally prepared for herself to be the one to sacrifice herself next.

However, this time she was very lucky to survive.

"Have those sea creatures set off for Vinipado?" Misala thought of a very serious question.

“…” Nisha pondered for a moment.

"That's right." In the end, she told Misala the truth.

"How could this happen..." Misala clenched her fists in frustration.

In fact, "The Enemy of God" has always done a good job, and the few times it has failed, it has been saved by Bray.

But this time, Misala was truly powerless.

Even if all the "greatest enemies of God" were to mobilize, they would likely be powerless to stop it.

There are far too many bronze specimens, exceeding the number from any previous mission.

The former "Great Enemy of God" wasn't so insignificant; at least it had the courage to challenge the Silver race.

Some people have even successfully challenged the Silver variety.

However, those powerful individuals will eventually meet their end in battle, and the number of powerful individuals in the "Great Enemy of God" is decreasing.

The high death rate and low entry rate led to the continuous decline of the entire organization.

Even now, the "Great Enemy of God," where strong individuals are few and far between, continues to strive in its own way.

Unfortunately, this time, the "Great Enemy of God" failed.

To be precise, it was Misala who failed.

Once those sea creatures appear before the people, everything that was previously hidden will become meaningless.

Unlike the golden projection in Yundu Kingdom, the "Great Enemy of God" can be described to the outside world as some kind of powerful demon.

The sea creatures are clearly a race at first glance, an intelligent race.

What words should we use to excuse ourselves then?

Those who understood the situation quickly realized something was wrong and eventually raised questions.

If there are doubts, people will investigate thoroughly, and at that point, the veil of mystery surrounding the existence of higher species will be ruthlessly lifted.

What will people think? Nobody knows what changes will occur in the whole of Kapras by then.

Then Misala thought of something terrible.

The sea creatures' ability to control the wind and rain posed a threat to all the citizens of Vinipadore.

“We must stop them.” Misala gripped Nisa’s hand tightly.

Nisha remained silent; she knew that these sea creatures were not allowed to approach Vinipado.

But... what could they do against those sea creatures? Nisa's efforts were all in vain.

This time, the opponent is definitely not at the level of those small fry from last time.

Seeing Nisha's expression, Misala also sobered up a bit and realized that she had been a little too agitated.

“Nisha, how fast is your white horse?” Misala asked.

“Soon.” Nisha didn’t know why Misala asked that.

"How long will it take to get back to Vinicado?"

“Half an hour should be enough.” Nisha frowned, a little confused.

“Let’s head back now,” Misala said.

“What do you want to do?” Nisha thought of the little girl in Vinicado, and a chill ran down her spine.

“What do you want to do to that little girl?” Nisha asked solemnly, gripping Misala’s shoulders.

“I’m going to take that little girl away from Vinipado,” Misala replied, squinting.

“…” Nisha was stunned, and unconsciously let go of Misha’s shoulder.

"As long as that little girl is in the city, the entire floating city will become the target of the sea creatures."

“Vinipado will be destroyed by those sea creatures in the blink of an eye.”

One sea creature might be enough, but seven sea creatures could definitely destroy Vinipado completely.

Recalling the way the white corals called to the waves, Misala couldn't help but imagine Vinipado being submerged by the sea.

"That little girl shouldn't have been sacrificed..."

“It’s just taking her to a secluded place,” Misala reassured Nisa.

"Besides... is the life of a little girl more important, or is the life of everyone in the city more important?"

"Aren't there any other children in Vinipadore?"

"Nisha, wake up." Misala's voice had become much louder without her noticing.

“…” Nisha fell into deep thought, her eyes filled with confusion.

Misara makes a lot of sense, but... why does Nisa always feel like something's not right?

I always felt that if we did it this way, something important would be missing.

"You really won't kill her, will you?" Nisha stared at Misala.

“No, I promise you,” Misala solemnly promised.

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A white horse streaked across the sky like a shooting star.

In the end, Nisha agreed to Mishara's request and took her back to Winipado.

The sea creatures moved at a decent speed, but not fast either.

It was still much slower than the white horse that sped through the sky.

The main reason is that these sea creatures are rather leisurely.

That being said, the tasks those sea creatures had on hand weren't particularly difficult, and there was no need for them to be in such a hurry.

Faster than expected, Pakaso delivered Nisha and Misala to the beach in Winnipeg in less than half an hour.

Standing on the beach, Nisha remained silent.

As the team leader in charge of this mission, Nisha was unable to give any orders.

“I’m going to find that little girl,” Misala said solemnly to Nisa.

Nisha stirred, but the words "wait a minute" remained unspoken for a long time.

Misala disappeared into the shadows and into the distance. By the time Nisha realized what had happened, she was too late to catch up with Misala.

"What's the point of me being the captain...?" Nisha muttered to herself.

Just like when the disaster struck the imperial capital, there was nothing Nisha could do.

“Mr. Bray…yes…Mr. Bray.” Nisha’s eyes suddenly lit up as she thought of the seemingly ordinary adventurer.

The thought of Bray rekindled the dying fighting spirit in Nisha's eyes.

If that adventurer is there, this city will be fine.

"Pakaso, it's time to go." Nisha mounted her horse, stroked the white horse's large head, and said softly.

The white horse raised its head and neighed in response to Nisha.

Although it didn't understand why Nisha had regained her fighting spirit, it didn't stop it from fulfilling its mission.

As long as someone is the holder of "Imperial Goblet," even if it's the abyss, the white horse will carry them there without hesitation. After dawn, Redup will push his cart to sell things, and Doffin will go out with him.

The moment the darkness is broken is always beautiful and awe-inspiring.

Redip saw Bray standing on the beach today.

Unlike usual, this adventurer seems to be practicing his sword skills today.

Actually, when Redip came back last night, he also found Bray practicing his sword.

Unfortunately, Redip couldn't understand it. His previous job was a lifeguard, he had worked as a fisherman, and now he was a fish griller, but none of his professions had anything to do with combat.

"Did you have nightmares last night too?" Bray, who had his back to Redip, suddenly stopped swinging his sword and asked casually.

Redip was a little surprised to be asked that question.

“Yeah, I had a nightmare last night too.” Redip nodded obediently.

Just like the dream he had a few days ago, Redip dreamed of that lake again.

“I had nightmares too,” Bray said, continuing to swing his sword.

Redip suddenly realized that Bray had asked the question because he himself had been having nightmares.

“We’re so alike,” Redip couldn’t help but remark.

“We are indeed somewhat alike.” Bray continued to swing his sword, his right eye closed, feeling the morning sea breeze.

"Keep it up, having nightmares every day isn't pleasant." Bray let out a long sigh and said solemnly to Redip.

Bray used to have nightmares every day.

"Let's cheer each other on." With that, Redip pushed the cart away.

We'll have plenty of time to chat with Bray later, so for now, let's hurry up and set up our stall.

"Squeak—" The old, dilapidated car made an unpleasant sound because it was carrying too much cargo.