A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Her long hair was soaked with sweat, and the sweaty strands hung heavily down as she stood.

Naruko calmly began to treat the most serious injuries on Bray's body.

"Sister, what exactly happened?" After the severe earthquake subsided and Yunji was able to move again, she led the ambush troops outside to the epicenter of the tremor.

Here, she saw her sister, and Bray lying on the ground.

Based on the reports from the people who escaped from underground, Yun Ji had many unpleasant thoughts.

"Mr. Bray, he..."

"Shh." Naruko shushed him before continuing to treat Bray's injuries.

She wasn't an experienced doctor, and even though she had been living alone for a long time, she had to be completely focused when treating complex wounds.

"Are you hungry?" the weak Bray asked a nonsensical question.

“Hmm, Levy too,” Naruko replied to the nonsensical question.

"Yeah..."

"Treat me to a big meal."

"Understood." Half an hour later, in the capital, in an unknown little church.

"Although I have warned you more than once not to do anything reckless."

"But this persuasion was completely useless."

Father Thun sighed several times as he looked at his healed leg.

Bray is now lying on a bed in a room of the church.

The church doesn't have many rooms, so they borrowed the children's rooms.

Of course, the children were happy to lend their room to this older brother who often came to church to heal his wounds.

Although the priest was also puzzled as to how Bray had suddenly arrived at the church, he did not ask any further questions.

There are too many incredible things in this world, there's no need to fuss over every little thing.

Maybe in a little while, Bray will disappear from the bed again.

This is not something that is impossible.

“This time it’s much more serious than before. If you hadn’t adjusted your posture in time during the fight, you probably would have lost your whole leg,” Father Thun said solemnly to Bray.

Bray was not unconscious; instead, he kept his right eye open and stared at the ceiling.

"And then you'll be disabled for the rest of your life."

"I'm only in my early twenties, and to be honest, I don't want to be disabled," Bray said honestly.

"Then you should be a little more careful."

"There's nothing we can do, the other side... is a bit unreasonable," Breton said after a pause.

“Oh, by the way, where are they?” Bray asked.

“They were tired, so they hugged each other and fell asleep,” Father Thun said.

"Hug each other?"

“Yes, hug each other.” After saying that, Father Thun turned around and rummaged through his medicine box.

"They have such a good relationship," Bray remarked sincerely.

"Thanks to Miss Naruko for treating you with my medicine in time, otherwise you wouldn't be so lucid right now," the priest said as he rummaged through the things he needed.

“If your wound hadn’t been treated, you would have gone into shock in less than fifteen minutes.”

"No matter what, your body is only at the level of an ordinary person."

"Really, if I wanted to kill you, I could just use a deadly poison." After taking out the potion, the priest didn't give it to Bray; instead, he drank it himself.

“You seem to have said something really scary,” Bray retorted.

For a priest to say something like "how to take down Bray" is quite unusual.

"Okay, just bear with it for a bit."

"Ultimate Healing Technique," "Scar Removal," "Connection Healing"...

Father Thun used countless healing spells on Bray, instantly depleting his own magical power.

The potion he just drank was used to restore his magic power.

“I feel like I can run and jump around like crazy right now,” Bray said.

He suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if he could jump out of bed and start running at any moment.

"I advise you not to do that." The priest's lips twitched. If Bray really did that, his leg would probably suffer long-term consequences.

“If you want to avoid any lasting effects, I advise you to lie down for half an hour,” Father Thun said.

"Half an hour," Bray muttered helplessly.

However, Bray should be content with just half an hour of rest, as recovery usually takes several days.

“Father,” Bray suddenly called out to Father Thun.

"Hmm?" Father Thun looked at Bray with some confusion, wondering why he was being called.

"Is there anything that's bothering you?"

“No, that’s not it.” Bray shook his head.

“You know about the ring, right?” Bray said to Father Thun after a moment’s hesitation.

Because Father Thun's ring was probably placed in the most conspicuous position.

He always wore his ring around his neck as a pendant.

Therefore, Bray knew very early on that Father Thun was a monk.

Well, he has met almost all the people who observe the precepts.

“Yes, I know.” Father Thun was a little surprised at first, then lowered his eyelids and responded.

"Someone has created five more rings."

Afterwards, Bray told the priest about Marek's ring-making, feeling that the priest should know about it.

Although Marek said that two of the rings were broken, one of which corresponded to the ring in Father Thun's hand.

But Bray always felt that things weren't that simple.

“Is that so?” Father Thun said softly after hearing Bray’s words.

Will fate be torn apart?

“But even if it’s severed, it wouldn’t make any difference to us, would it?” Father Thun said quietly.

"Because, no matter what, I believe that everyone is acting according to their own will."

"Instead of being controlled by other ethereal things."

Even knowing all this, the priest would not change his mind or his choice.

For a priest, there is probably no difference between having the world's favor and not having it.

“Father!” Sister Lizbern called out from outside the door, interrupting the conversation between Bray and Father Thun.

"Is Mr. Bray awake?" Sister Lizbern asked as she entered the room.

“Lizbern, it would be very rude of you to do this if Mr. Bray is sleeping or resting.” Father Thun looked at Sister Lizbern with a wry smile.

"Emmmm," Sister Lizbern realized after hearing Father Thun's words that she had been a little too loud.

"Is Mr. Bray asleep?"

“No,” Bray answered the question for Father Thun.

He not only didn't sleep, but he was also extremely awake.

If Father Thun hadn't asked him to lie quietly in bed, he probably would have gotten out of bed long ago.

"Really? That's good." Sister Lizbern patted her chest; she was so glad she hadn't woken anyone else.

Just then, a dark figure darted in from outside the door and pounced straight at Bray on the bed.

"Brave~" Levy drawled as she hugged Bray.

However, because Levy didn't control her strength well, Bray felt a little breathless.

Not only that, but it seems that if this continues, his ribs will break.

“Gently, Levy,” Bray said weakly to Levy.

"Hmm..." Rei obediently reduced the force, but her tail was still wagging very fast. If it hit anything, that thing would definitely be smashed to pieces.

"Father, will this have any side effects?" Bray looked at Father Thun with a puzzled expression.

“No, but I can’t guarantee it if you use any more force,” Father Thun said, stroking Levy’s soft hair.

“It’s alright, your Bray is fully recovered,” the priest said.

“Really?” Levy exclaimed excitedly.

"Yes." The priest smiled gently, giving an affirmative answer.

"Hehe~" Levy smiled cutely after she learned that Bray was completely alright.

"By the way, what happened to Naruko?" Bray gently hugged Levy and asked.

“Naruko is still sleeping, she’s probably too tired,” Levy said.

"Who said I'm still sleeping!" Naruko slammed her fist on the door and arrogantly puffed out her chest as soon as Levy finished speaking.

"Dead fish eyes! Please treat me to dinner!"

"My elder sister left without explaining anything clearly." Yun Ji sighed, standing on the ruins of the Mathematical Society's base, and muttered to herself helplessly.

Bre and the others were teleported away right before Yun Ji's eyes.

However, Yun Ji probably never imagined that Naruko had already run back to the Central Continent.

"Lady Yunji, I have a report regarding the Mathematical Society." The female mage, skilled in earth magic, stood beside Yunji and said in a deep voice.

Despite Yun Ji's high status, the female mage remained neither humble nor arrogant.

Even S-rank adventurers have their pride, and this female mage is even more so.

Yunji didn't pay attention to such details; she just wanted to know what the female mage wanted to report.

Seeing that Yunji seemed very interested, the female mage told her everything she had seen and heard below.

Of course, the details of Nalan's battle with Bray are unclear, as she had already evacuated the underground base with the others by then.

To be honest, in that kind of earth-shaking situation, it was already difficult to escape from underground, let alone look back to see what had happened.

"In other words, Mr. Bray was injured after fighting the Demon King." Yun Ji touched her lower lip and began to ponder.

The area below was so quiet, and the Mathematical Demon King didn't seem to be chasing after them. Could it be that Mr. Bray had dealt with the Mathematical Demon King?

If that's the case, then it's quite extraordinary.

"Once we've settled things up, let's go down and explore," Yun Ji said, waving her hand and giving the order to the adventurers around her.

"Wait a minute, it's too dangerous." The young adventurer frowned and called out to Yun Ji.

"Lady Yunji, let me make this clear beforehand: we're not facing just one person at the end."

“And Mr. Bray also said that there is more than one Demon King,” the young adventurer said.

That's right. If they rashly go down to explore, they might encounter more enemies than they can handle.

Especially after facing an enemy of Nalan's caliber not long ago, this young adventurer had even more reason to believe this.

“What you said is very true, but in this situation, every second counts.” Yun Ji shook her head, not giving up her plan to explore.

This base is located just below Biannan.

Does leaving it unattended mean ignoring the safety of Bian Nan? That's impossible.

Others can, but Yun Ji cannot, because she now represents her father on every level.

She needed to determine exactly how much the power of the Mathematical Society had been weakened.