A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

"You might become a monster first, or you might go insane first, but in the end you will transform into an Aragami who hates all life."

"Of course, after that, when the collapse intensifies, you will disappear."

It's not just death, it's disappearance.

The body, spirit, and consciousness will all vanish into nothingness.

"But before you break down, you will destroy everything around you."

“Including everything you care about.” Bray’s expression was serious, and he slowed down his speech.

Redup's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand trembled imperceptibly.

Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you.

“I believe you,” Redip said calmly.

Redip was surprisingly calm after learning of his bleak future.

How long will it take me?

“I don’t know, maybe in a day, maybe in a year, maybe in ten years, but that day will come eventually,” Bray sighed.

How long you can persevere is entirely up to you.

“Do you think I can hold out until that child grows up?” Redip asked.

“If you want, you should be able to.” Bray looked at Redip.

“That’s enough,” Redip said to himself.

"Here you go, this is my address." Bray pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his fanny pack.

"Your address?"

"Yes, you can write to me."

"Why am I writing to you?" Redip asked, puzzled.

“Write to me when you feel like you’re about to break down.”

“I’m an adventurer, and I take on all sorts of commissions,” Bray said, pointing to himself.

"You can issue me a commission in advance to kill you when you're completely broken."

"I will kill you."

Redup took the note and put it in his pocket.

"That's really ruthless, making the client issue a warrant to kill themselves or something." Redip lowered his eyelids.

“Brutal?” Bray stroked his chin.

“That’s normal, after all, my title is ‘Demon Hunter’.” Bray chuckled to himself.

"No matter how much that little girl cries and screams, I will fulfill the task you assign me."

“The Demon Hunter? I’ll remember that.” Redip nodded.

“When the time comes for me to need you, please take care of me.” Redip extended his hand.

Bray immediately grasped Redip's hand.

"Welcome to the appointment." Bray left, taking Levy and Naruko with him.

This city has nothing to do with them anymore, so it's normal for them to leave.

Bray was there for a vacation and had no intention of getting involved in this kind of trouble.

Shortly after Bray left, Vinipado began its reconstruction plan.

Of course, thanks to Redipour's protection, Vinipado was not severely damaged; only the coastal areas were badly affected.

Redip was also unemployed while Vinipado was being repaired.

The construction work is in full swing, not the fishing industry.

Fishing operations were also suspended, so he had no source of income.

The wooden house has also been destroyed, leaving Redup and Dove homeless.

Redup sat on a rock, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against it, lost in thought.

He was contemplating his own future, and Dove's future.

Redip could certainly give up fishing and instead rebuild the city.

But he doesn't want to work now; he doesn't have much time left.

According to Bray, Redip will die someday.

Perhaps that day will come very late, or perhaps it will come very early.

Redip took the note that Bray had given him out of his pocket.

A few lines of text were written on it in a distorted and twisted manner; it was Bray's address.

“He lives in the capital.” Redip muttered.

“This handwriting is really ugly,” Redip remarked.

If Bray knew what Redip had just said, he would definitely vomit blood.

"Redip, what are you doing here?" Dove climbed up the rocks and leaned against Redip, asking softly.

“I’m thinking about something,” Redip said.

"What are you thinking about?" Dove tilted his head and looked at Redip cutely.

“I’m thinking about where I should take you on a trip.” Redup glanced at Dove before looking away.

Doffin opened her mouth wide and looked at Redip in surprise.

"Really?" Dove looked incredibly excited.

“I will definitely do what I promised you,” Redip said calmly.

Redup promised Dove at the beach that he would take her to see all sorts of interesting things, and he wouldn't break his promise.

"Shall we go west then?"

“A desert where sand is everywhere,” Dove gestured excitedly.

Redup looked at Dove strangely.

Isn't Dove connected to those big sea creatures? She should like water, right?

Why would you think of going to such an arid place?

Let others see some dignity in the fish-men!

But Redip didn't criticize Dove, after all, she seemed quite interested.

"It's hot and dry there, and water is as precious as gold." Redup dipped his hand into the seawater, feeling its coolness.

The desert is hot and arid, and it's not exactly a comfortable place.

“Dove knows, I saw it in the atlas.” Dove took out the somewhat worn atlas.

After some effort, the atlas was not lost, it just looked very tattered.

Some of the paper was already wet, and the words and patterns were all smudged.

“Look, Redup,” Dove said, pointing to a patch of land where the flowers hadn’t fallen off.

The map shows a yellow area.

"Don't you think it's amazing that a place can be made of sand? Don't you think it's interesting?" Dove jumped up and down on the rocks, almost falling into the sea.

Redup grabbed Dove and prevented her from falling into the sea.

“The ocean is all water, and it’s just as interesting,” Redip said, pursing his lips.

“Hmm! That’s different!” Dove puffed out his cheeks.

“That’s sand! Not seawater!” Dove wanted to argue with Redup.

Unfortunately, Redup had no intention of arguing with Dove about it.

"Then let's go to that place first." Redip ruffled Doffin's blue hair, his eyes looking very affectionate.

"When are we leaving, Redip?" Doffin sat down in front of Redip, swaying his body as he asked curiously.

Dove couldn't wait to play and explore the world.

“When? Tomorrow then,” Redip said.

"Huh?" Dove was clearly stunned. Although she was looking forward to traveling the world, the fact that she was leaving today was still beyond her expectations.

"Won't it be too rushed?" Dove asked.

“We’ve lost our cabin, and we don’t have any extra money.”

"Let's just leave sooner rather than later," Redip said, his face expressionless as he spoke of the terrible thing.

"We can make money and travel all the way."

Dove's eyes lit up when he heard Redip's words.

She imagined that scene.

"Okay~" Dove grinned and said with a smile.

Redip estimated that he had enough money left to travel to the western region.

But things will be different once we get there.

However, Redip is no longer afraid that Dove is in danger.

He is strong enough to protect her.

“Let’s go to the temporary assembly point,” Redip said.

Of course, the so-called temporary gathering places were nothing more than refugee camps.

Well, it was Winnie the Pooh who provided the place, so Redip wasn't dissatisfied; he just made a few complaints.

"Mmm~" Dove nodded vigorously.

She'll get a good night's sleep tonight, and then she'll set off with Redip tomorrow.

The two of them will embark on a spontaneous trip.

"Hehehe~" Dove became happier and happier as she thought about it, and even started to giggle.

She really longed to travel.

Seeing Dove like this, Redup became even more determined to take her around the world.

"I'll take you on this trip before I get too cold," Redip thought to himself.

He didn't tell Dove these things, because it would dampen Dove's spirits.

Only I know that I don't have much time left.

"Do you think I can watch you grow up?" Redup suddenly said to Doffin.

"Hehe, if Redip stays with me all the time, that'll definitely work," Dove chuckled.

"Heave-ho!" Then Dove, with his back to the sea, suddenly jumped.

She fell into the sea like a fish and swam freely.

"Redip, let's swim together!" Doffin's little head popped out of the water and waved to Redip on the rocks.

“No.” Redup refused Dove decisively and remained seated on the rocks.

Although he couldn't pull Redup down, Doffin wasn't dissatisfied at all and swam in the sea on his own.

Redup looked at Dove's small figure and clenched the note in his hand.

"This thing needs to be stored somewhere properly." Redip closed his dead fish eyes and sighed.

He didn't want to write to that other dead fish eye so soon.

Ideally, you should never need this address in your entire life.

Redip knew that this was just wishful thinking; since he was already a so-called god of the wilderness, he was destined to have no good end.