A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

“It would be troublesome for me to fight with you.” Jonathan slowly took a few steps back.

“So, I’ve decided to run away.” Jonathan lightly leaped onto Takaman’s back.

“Jonathan…” Takaman called Jonathan’s name in a deep voice.

“Mr. Takaman, I think it would be better for you to recover from your injuries and then challenge Mr. Ring-Bearer to a duel.”

"An injury like yours will only take seven or eight years to heal."

“At that time, the precept-holder had not yet died of old age.”

“…” Takaman hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Besides, you are one of the most important fighting forces in our 'Alliance of the Gods,' so you should take good care of yourself." After saying that, Jonathan took out a ceremonial cannon and fired it.

"Bang—" Countless ribbons floated up, covering everyone's vision.

After the ribbons landed, Jonathan and Takaman had vanished from their spot.

All that remained on the ground were some rubble from Takaman.

"Are they gone?" Redip murmured, clutching his wrist.

Redip hasn't fully recovered from his fight with Bray, so he'd be at a disadvantage if he were to fight Jonathan.

Now that Jonathan has left with Takaman, this is the best outcome.

A sea breeze blew into the town of Eratababa, and Redip stood on the rubble, shaking his head helplessly.

He turned around and saw the man struggling to keep himself from falling with his sword.

“You can’t die before you fulfill your promise.” Redip walked up to Bray.

He was trying to alleviate Bray's injuries.

The concept of "waves" is certainly not limited to seawater.

Even flames can be controlled with "waves," after all, isn't there a common saying about flame waves?

Magic gathered in Redip's hands.

He wasn't skilled at using magic to heal someone, but that didn't stop him from trying.

If you want to, a "concept" can help you achieve it.

However, the suppression of the concept by "The Last Echo" remained, making it extremely difficult for Redip to use his abilities.

After fighting Bray and then healing him, Redip gained nothing in the entire process.

He couldn't help but laugh at his own foolishness.

What has he been doing from the beginning until now?

"Thank you..." came a thank you from Bray's chapped lips.

“There’s no need for thanks. You promised me something, and I can’t just watch you die like this.” Redip shook his head.

"Besides, you're only just out of danger right now."

Redip couldn't completely cure Bray; he only barely pulled him back from the brink of death.

Unfortunately, this isn't something Redip is good at.

“But with a little bandaging, you can still see a doctor and get better soon,” Reddy said.

"Doctor... here..." Betley, lying in the rubble, struggled to raise his hand and called out.

Well, Beatrix knows many of the church's healing spells, so calling him a doctor wouldn't be an exaggeration.

“But, give me a day to recover.” Betley held up one finger, his voice filled with helplessness.

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The next day, before Betley could recover, Afrena woke up and found him, and casually healed Bray.

As angels, healing magic and spells are fundamental skills for them.

As for Betley, although the black butterflies on his body decreased after Takaman left, he was still difficult to treat successfully.

Betley had to put it aside for the time being.

However, Aphrena was quite grateful to Betley this time.

If I were still in that place, and were caught up in the battle of the Silver Race while influenced by the concept, I'd probably be doomed.

Afrena shudders at the memory of her subservient behavior.

She is an angel of unyielding integrity; how could she possibly bow her head like a slave?

Silver-tier creatures are truly something you have to avoid.

Speaking of the Silver Seed, she seems to have a Wild God by her side.

"..." After healing Bray, Aphrena would occasionally glance at Redip.

"???" Redip turned his head in confusion, wondering why the pretty girl in front of him kept looking at him with a terrifying gaze.

Redip even began to wonder if he had done something wrong at some point.

“I think the smartest thing I did was to get you off that battlefield.” Betley stretched his body, which had just recovered from the storm.

When the bones moved, they made a "crackling" sound, as stiff as rusty gears turning again.

“This is the one thing I’m most grateful to you for in my life,” Afrena said, pursing her lips.

“However, speaking of which, this human territory is already finished.” Afrena looked around.

In every sense, Eratabah is completely finished.

Even if we wanted to rebuild, it would be very difficult, since not only the town itself, but also the hearts of the people of Eratabah have fallen apart.

“Yes.” Beatrix nodded.

"Anyway, there shouldn't be any cults around here anymore," Beatrix stretched.

“I’m sorry,” Redip said suddenly.

“Are you apologizing for the emergence of that religion?” Beattie glanced at Redip.

Redip remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

“That has nothing to do with you. It’s just that someone has taken it upon themselves to worship you as a god and started doing evil things.” Beatrix shrugged.

It was all someone else's unauthorized decision; in reality, Redip did not get involved.

If you had to pinpoint what Redip did that Beatri disliked, it was stopping him from killing the cultists.

At that time, Beattie was having a great time killing people when suddenly Redip appeared.

"Alright, that's all for now. See you again sometime, Bray." After saying that, Betley turned and left without saying another word.

Since you're leaving, just leave already. One sentence is enough for saying goodbye.

Bray didn't reply, but just glanced at Betley's departing figure.

Afrena didn't want to stay with an Aragami for too long, so she quickly followed Betley's footsteps.

"..."

Now all that's left are two dead fish eyes, two dead fish eyes that are hard to talk to.

“Alright, it should be about time,” Bray said to Redip.

"time?"

“Okay, the time to pick them up,” Bray reminded Redip.

Then Redip looked like he suddenly realized something.

Yes, I promised Dofen I would pick her up at the same place the next day.

“Okay, go pick them up.” Redip nodded emphatically.

Redip and Bray stood in an open space, waiting.

“Bray, do you even know what you’ve done?” Redip asked abruptly.

"Huh?" Bray asked, puzzled.

"I actually never knew what I had done."

"So that's what you meant." Bray thought Redip was blaming him.

After all, the phrase "Do you know what you've done?" carries a sense of blaming.

“I don’t know,” Bray replied.

Bray genuinely had no idea what he had done.

In short, I arrived here in a daze, got into a fight in a daze, and was saved in a daze.

However, the overall direction is forward, and that's the only thing we can be sure of.

“Are you the same?” Redip asked softly.

“Many people are like that,” Bray said.

"..."

Before Redip could say anything more, the space in the open area began to distort.

The figures of the three people gradually became clearer.

“Ah, it looks like they’ve arrived,” Bray said.

Then a small figure ran over.

"Redip!" Dove rushed over to Redip the moment he saw him.

Redip naturally pulled the little girl into his arms.

"Did Redip drive away that monster?" Doffin looked at Redip expectantly.

“…” Redip pondered for a long time.

“He chased the monster away,” Bray said quietly, glancing at Doffin out of the corner of his eye.

"Redip is amazing!" Dove exclaimed, hugging Redip tightly.

Redup looked at Bray with confusion, not understanding why Bray would say that on purpose.

"Well, the monsters got away, but the town was still destroyed," Bray said.

"Bray! Bray! Bray!!" After Dove, a tiny Levy ran out.

Bray caught Lebby and then lifted her high into the air.

"Brave~" Levy's tail wagged rapidly.

“I’m back,” Bray said.

“No!” Levy shook her head abruptly.

“???” Bray was stunned. Because he was so surprised, Bray showed the same expression as Levy.

Wait, wait, wait? Levy's reaction is a bit off. Shouldn't Levy be saying something cute like "Mmm~" right now?

"It should be Levy who said that!" Levy corrected.

"Brave, Bray, Levy and Naruko are back!" Levy grinned broadly and patted Bray's face haphazardly with her little hands.

"Wow, two lolicon!" Naruko said in horror, covering her mouth with her hand.

What is this? A large-scale lolicon exchange event?

“…” Bray stared at Naruko expressionlessly.

"Ah, he's angry!" Naruko suddenly became alert. She had been trained a lot and could tell what he wanted to do just by looking at his dead fish-like right eye.

“Eek, let’s just go back like this.” Naruko tried to distract Bray.

"You don't like taking public transportation, right? Let's get ready and go home." Naruko rubbed her hands together, looking all ingratiating.

"You're acting disgusting all of a sudden." Seeing Naruko like this, Bray's expression turned strange.

"Are you leaving?" Redip asked, overhearing Bray and Naruko's conversation.

“Yes, there’s nothing to miss here.” Bray glanced at the mess in Eratabah and sighed unconsciously.