A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Of course, this was her nature; she was indifferent to the lives of the Black Iron race.

Her hands and feet coalesced into a giant spear of light.

"Wait a minute!" Bray, who was still being squeezed by the crowd, quickly shouted to stop.

"Just knock them out, just knock them out!" Bray broke out in a cold sweat. He had forgotten that to angels, the Ironborn were like ants, killed at will.

For Afrena, killing was the simplest option.

"That's so troublesome?" Afrena frowned her beautiful brows, suddenly finding it a bit difficult.

"Otherwise what?" If it weren't troublesome, Bray would have done it himself long ago, without having to ask Aphrena for help.

"Tsk." Afrena clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction and withdrew the "Spear of Judgment" that was poised to strike.

She originally planned to blast the ground along with the debris, but Bray stopped her.

---

Bray looked at the Mathematical Society members lying haphazardly around him, his expression somewhat strange.

"Are you sure they're not dead?" If they were all dead, Bray felt like he had committed a massacre.

“She’s not dead.” Aphrena spread her wings and flew down from the edge of the rooftop.

"It only had a huge psychological impact on them." She spoke these terrifying words in a light tone.

“…” Bray felt that Afrena’s words had a hidden meaning.

After hesitating for a moment, Bray decided it was better not to ask for too much information.

“Where did Beatley go?” Bray decided to ask a question.

"Him? He went out to play." Afrena shrugged.

“A cult?” Bray asked tentatively, the thought of Beatley immediately bringing to mind cults.

Wherever Beatrix went, cults were eradicated.

"Mmm," Afrena replied casually, which was surprisingly endearing.

Have you heard of the Mathematical Society?

"No." Honest Bray naturally admitted he didn't know.

“A cult, and Betley came here for this cult.” Afrena said this much, and everyone knew the answer without her having to elaborate.

"Okay." Just as expected, this is the plot.

"But why don't you go with them?"

"Because it's inconvenient," Afrena said, seemingly unconcerned about Betley not including her.

Rather, Afrena felt more at ease not having to follow Betley around, and she even had time to wander around.

It must be said that the cities of the Black Iron race are now more vibrant than those of Paradise.

Even an angel as proud as Afrena, after living in the lower realms for so long, gradually overcame her aversion to the world of the Dark Iron race.

Well, I still despise the Black Iron race.

"Is there anything else?" Bree asked, noticing Afrena standing motionless.

“No.” Afrena shook her head. She had only shown herself because she happened to see Bray in trouble.

Otherwise, she would still be shopping.

"..." Bray was speechless.

"..." Aphrena was speechless.

The two fell into an awkward silence.

"Come sit at my place...?" Bray forced an awkward conversation.

"No, it's not exactly my home..."

“What do you want to say…” Afrena rolled her eyes.

"Would you like to come and sit at my rented place?"

"No need," Afrena sighed.

"I have something to do later." The "something" she mentioned was simply shopping.

“Oh, by the way, if you’re lucky enough to see Betley, tell him—” Aphrena suddenly remembered something, and her wings, which were about to flutter, paused.

“Once his business is finished, don’t come looking for me so soon,” Afrena said solemnly.

She wanted to take a stroll.

"Okay...I'll remember." Bray nodded. Since she had helped him, he should repay her in some way, shouldn't he?

"Whoosh!!!!!" The wings flapped, and dust rose from the ground due to the enormous wind pressure.

Black and white feathers intertwined, like black and white snow, slowly falling from the sky.

Bray instinctively reached out and caught a feather.

After the feather drifted into his palm, it turned into countless particles and dispersed without leaving a trace.

---

"I'm back," Bray said dejectedly as he pushed open the door.

"Bray, Bray, welcome back!" Levy ran towards Bray.

"Hmm..." Bray patted Levy's head and then looked into the house.

Finally, they discovered that there were two pink-haired girls.

Huh? Two? Besides the usual pink-haired idiot, there's also a girl with flowing pink hair sitting in his room.

The pink-haired idiot, on the other hand, looked obedient and sat opposite the girl.

The girl wore a single garment unique to the Yundu Kingdom. The light purple, softly lustrous outer garment was adorned with floral and bird patterns. The wide sleeves did not make her look bulky; instead, they made the outfit even more elegant and noble.

A belt embroidered with faint gold patterns adorned her waist, and below it was a skirt in the same color as her outer garment. However, the pattern on the skirt seemed slightly different from that of the outer garment, leaning more towards ethereal clouds.

If Bray remembers correctly, this girl should be the younger sister of some pink-haired idiot.

This well-mannered girl, who resembled a refined young lady, was the biological younger sister of that idiot wearing the modified denim outfit.

Although rumors circulated that the fool who dreamed of cowboys was originally a lady from a wealthy family, Bray didn't believe it.

"Hello, Mr. Bray." The girl noticed Bray's return and greeted him calmly before slowly standing up.

"I'm sorry to bother you so suddenly, please don't take offense." The girl apologized for her unexpected visit.

“That doesn’t matter,” Bray said, glancing at Naruko, who was terrified.

Why is this idiot so cowardly when he sees his own sister?

“Oh right, your name is… Yun…” Bree pondered deeply, searching his memory for the girl’s name, Naruko.

"If you've forgotten, let me introduce myself again." The girl wasn't angry that Bray had forgotten her name.

"I am Yun Ji, Yun Ming's younger sister." Yun Ji slightly curtsied and gave a simple bow to Bu Lei.

“Yes, Yun Ji.” Bree showed a look of sudden realization.

Levy, standing to the side, also cupped her face in her hands, looking as if she had just realized something (ΦωΦ).

After all, Levy had also forgotten the girl's name.

"But Mr. Bray, why are you covered in blood?"

"They fought." Honest as Bray was, he would naturally tell the truth.

"..." Yun Ji, who had been smiling demurely, suddenly froze.

---

"Have some tea." Levy brought a few cups of tea to Naruko and Yun Ji, and said with a cheerful expression.

This older sister looks a lot like Naruko, which Levy finds quite interesting.

And importantly, he was very polite, which made Levy feel very comfortable.

"Thank you." Yun Ji accepted the tea and returned a gentle smile.

“Oh!” Levy nodded emphatically, then trotted back behind Bray.

"Your little girl is so well-behaved." If Yun Ji hadn't met Levy before, she probably would have thought she was Naruko's daughter.

However, that's unlikely; how could my silly older sister possibly have a daughter?

“Right, right? Levy is so well-behaved.” Naruko perked up instantly upon hearing this.

Naruko was responsible for Levy's education, so she was naturally proud that Levy had been praised.

"Well, let's talk about something else," Yunji quickly interrupted the conversation before her sister could get excited.

"Tsk, boring." Naruko pouted.

"By the way, what are you doing in Biannan? You should be in Anjing City."

"Of course, it's because of some things," Yun Ji said slowly, taking a small sip of tea.

She came to Biannan for some serious business, but happened to run into her silly older sister.

Yunji thought she would never see her older sister again in her life.

Now that I've seen her, as her younger sister, I naturally want to get together with her.

However, after meeting, Yun Ji didn't know how to start a conversation with Naruko.

No matter what, Naruko is really a pity now.

"What is it?" Naruko, unaware of her sister's inner turmoil, tilted her head and asked, puzzled.

“Mathematical reasoning,” Yun Ji said.

"What?" Naruko asked, puzzled.

"Cult." That was the answer from Bray, who was AFK on the sidelines.

"Hmm?" Yun Ji looked at Bree in surprise, not expecting that Bree, who came from outside, would know about the Mathematical Principles Association.

As far as I can remember, the Mathematical Society is not widely distributed in mainland China.

“That’s right, it’s a cult.” Yun Ji nodded. If Bree knew, it wouldn’t be difficult for her to explain.

Of course, Yunji was overthinking it. Bree knew about the Mathematical Principles, having learned about it from an angel not long ago.

Therefore, Bray knew nothing about the cult except its name.

Oh, wait, Bray also learned that the Mathematical Society is related to Marek.

"Most of the members of the Science Council in our Yundu Kingdom don't know why they were transferred to the southern border." Yun Ji didn't know any of this, but she still began to explain based on the premise that "Brei knew."

"His Majesty thinks this is a good opportunity to strike at the Mathematical Society, so he asked my father to send someone to handle it," Yun Ji explained while sipping tea.

"Huh? Then why is it you who came?" Naruko blinked, puzzled.

Do you miss your father?

"No, no, no, I do miss Mother a little." Naruko quickly shook her head.

“Father will be very sad if he hears this,” Yunji sighed.

“My father has lost a leg and has difficulty getting around, so he simply sent me.” Despite Yun Ji’s frail appearance, Mingzi and Yun Ji’s father, who is also the prime minister of Yun Du Kingdom, trust Yun Ji to handle matters.

Despite being a woman, she is quite reliable.

Aside from lacking combat ability, Yun Ji is an exceptionally talented individual.

"So that's how it is." Naruko looked up and said, "That's how it works."

"Come to think of it, Mr. Bray must be very strong." Yun Ji glanced at Bray.

"Huh?" Bray, who had only uttered one sentence since the beginning, was completely dumbfounded.

How did we suddenly get dragged into this?

"So-so, not particularly strong," Bray said to Yun Ji with a blank expression after assessing his own strength.

Bray had no intention of showing off here.