A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Now she sings for herself, not for others.

Just like the previous song.

Twisted, black, ancient tree roots surged from the ground, surrounding Aeolus.

The tree roots intertwined layer upon layer, eventually forming a cage.

Eorz simply sang melancholic songs incessantly while imprisoned.

"Boom!!! Boom!!!!" The top of the venue was smashed by a giant rock burning with flames.

The fragments and boulders fell into the venue with a thunderous roar.

Incredibly, small meteorites began to fall from directly above the venue.

These meteorites were small, but just a few were enough to turn the venue into ruins.

Fortunately, the meteor shower only affected this venue, and almost all the audience members had been evacuated, leaving only a few people present.

"Eorth!!" Tigia grabbed the twisted tree roots, trying to rescue Eorth.

Meanwhile, countless boulders and fragments continued to fall from the sky.

If Tiggia doesn't leave, she'll be crushed to death sooner or later.

Realizing this, Latis grabbed his sister's hand and tried to lead her outside.

"Let me go!" Tiggia cried out.

"Slap!!!" Latis slapped Tiggia hard across the face.

“You’re the kind of person I hate,” Latis said coldly.

He's indecisive, pretentious, overconfident, and most importantly, annoying.

My own sister was the most embarrassing character in this "performance".

However, there will always be stories with such characters, it just so happens that this time it is my own sister.

"I'll find a way to save her. You get out of here."

“…” Tiggia looked at Latis with resentment.

“She’s my sister too.” After saying this, Latis turned away and ignored Tiggia.

“Get her away from me, she’s too much trouble,” Latis shouted at Bray.

"Fireball, pull her away." Bray snapped his fingers.

A ball of fire appeared beside Tygia, bursting out of the flames and biting into Tygia's collar.

"Meow!" Immediately afterwards, the fireball dragged the disproportionately large elf girl away.

---

"Let me go! You cat!"

"Meow!!!!"

"That's the concert venue up ahead, right?" Father Thun, who happened to be blocking the fireball and Tygia's path, asked quietly. "Thank you." After seeing his sister being forcibly dragged away by the strange creature, Latis solemnly thanked Bray.

"You guys go... I'll figure something out for her."

“You can’t split this thing.” Bray shook his head and honestly told Latis the truth.

This thing doesn't seem to be a normal tree root, and Bree doesn't know if chopping it will be effective.

“…” Latis pondered for a long time.

"But I have to find a way. Even if she is like this, she is still my sister."

Since his parents said that Aeolus was his sister, Latis would assume that she was his sister.

As an older brother, isn't it normal to save your own sister?

“I will help you,” Bray said expressionlessly.

Although there weren't many ups and downs, Bray said those words very seriously.

"Brave, are you not letting us leave this time?" Naruko looked at Bray in surprise, as Bray usually let them leave.

Stones kept falling around her, but none of them actually hit Naruko; at most, the gusts of air from them ruffled her ponytail.

"Leave or don't leave, it's up to you," Bray said dismissively, pursing his lips.

"Anyway, it won't kill you."

"Tsk, I thought you were going to say something that would make me blush." ​​Naruko clicked her tongue in annoyance.

"..."

"I came in out of curiosity."

"However, I am, after all, a bodyguard for this performance."

"Is there anything I can beat?" Naruko said smugly, though Bray didn't know why she was so smug.

"Not a single one."

"Eh? Then I'll just stand here and watch." Naruko still didn't leave.

This time, she wanted to watch the whole thing, since it was rare that Bray didn't let her leave.

"Suit yourself," Bray said irritably.

Levy just looked left and right, not understanding what was going on.

Suddenly, a large number of stones began to fall, leaving Levy somewhat confused.

"Hmm..." Levy frowned her cute little brows =A=, looking a little troubled.

She seemed to be out of touch with the conversation and looked a little disappointed.

---

The deafening roar around him was deafening as Latis struggled to dodge the extraterrestrial meteorites, knowing he could be crushed to death if he wasn't careful.

Amid the noise, Bray squinted his right eye.

"This song is a curse," Xiao You warned.

"Can it be removed directly?" Bray asked casually.

Xiao You's "concept" is "curse," and she can accomplish anything related to curses.

Removing the curse is certainly within Xiao You's capabilities.

"No, this is the mental world that Grandma talked about." Little You shook her head regretfully; she was powerless to change it either.

Or perhaps if He were stronger, He could, but in His current state, He cannot interfere with the world of mental images.

The mental world is an independent world that does not belong to Karplas, and it has its own rules.

In other words, while mastering concepts might allow one to do whatever one wants in Kapras, it might not be the case in an independent world.

Both these tree roots and the meteorites falling from the sky are brought about by the mental world and are projections that can influence Kapras.

"A world of mental images?" Many questions arose in Bray's mind.

Aeolus did not possess any artifacts, and even the musical scores, which were artifacts, were taken away by Baphomet.

Where does this mental world come from?

"Don't ask me, everything I know I learned from my grandma."

"I don't know anything about the profound stuff," Xiao You said honestly.

If she didn't know, she simply didn't know; Xiao You was too lazy to pretend to know what she didn't.

"Okay." Bray shrugged, knowing that Xiaoyou couldn't handle the current situation anyway.

"Is the world of mental images so rampant now?"

“No, mental worlds are very rare. Grandma Nickbolas told me that before she met you, she had hardly seen any mental worlds.”

“But after meeting you, I start to discover the world of mental images every now and then,” Xiao You retorted to Bray’s words.

"..." Bray didn't speak, but he had a feeling that Nick Boras's statement meant that he was unlucky.

While Bray chatted casually for a few minutes, Latis kept trying various methods to damage the tree roots.

"What's going on with these tree roots?" Latis tried to smash the tree roots with a heavy object, but found that the roots didn't budge, and he ended up choking on the dust.

“I’ll do it.” Bray placed his hand on the scabbard, preparing for a “draw and strike”.

“No, let’s do it together.” The voice did not belong to Latis, but to another person that Bray knew very well.

Father Thun walked across the ravaged ground, looking at Eors, who was imprisoned by countless twisted tree roots, with a complex expression.

"..." Even Bray was surprised to see the priest suddenly appear.

When Latis saw Father Thun, he was about to say something when the priest interrupted him.

“He’s just someone who takes responsibility for his mistakes.” The priest patted Latis on the shoulder.

“Bray, draw your sword,” the priest said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Bray's sword was already drawn.

"Clang—" The strong tree root was split open by a single sword strike.

However, the split tree roots began to grow back.

However, in the next instant, a faint church appeared amidst the ruins of the meeting place.

"Ring the bells, earthly churches."

As the church bells rang melodiously, countless ripples spread across the surrounding landscape, most noticeably affecting the twisted tree roots and the meteorites in the sky.

In the clash of mental images, the priest had the upper hand.

The priest placed his hand on the spot where the ray had cleaved the tree, and a dazzling light burst forth. The tree roots seemed to be purified, disappearing little by little.

This is a very simple spell, "Holy Light Bolt".

However, this is not a single spell, but the result of countless spells stacked together.

"I'm sorry I only just arrived."

“However, Bray, let me handle this one,” Father Thun said, his voice pleading.

"Why?" The last time Father Thun asked me this was two years ago.

Now Bray has been asked once again.

“Just be an observer this time,” Father Thun sighed.

"After all, this time, I failed to fulfill my responsibility as a guide."

“If I had done a good enough job, this wouldn’t have happened.” Father Thun stepped into the cage made of intertwined tree roots.

“Come in. You want to save your sister, don’t you?” He turned and gestured for Latis to follow.

Latis followed Father Thun without hesitation.

There was no basis for it, but Latis felt he could trust the priest.

Just like he once thought he could trust Bray.

---

Once the tree roots were undamaged, they quickly healed and closed up.

Bray stood outside, saying nothing.

He could have split it open again and gone in himself, but there was no need.

“Bray?” Levy stood on tiptoe, hugged Bray’s waist, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Nothing to do." After a long while, Bray uttered these words and patted Levy's hair.

Everyone was wondering why they didn't do something to stop it from the beginning, and why they let things develop unchecked.

Ah, if everything were as simple as it sounds, the world would be so easy.

That way, we won't have to see scenes we don't want to see.

In the end, he could only be an observer. Father Thun led Latis through the cage.