A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

For a fangirl, even seeing Bray eating ice cream is a very special thing.

She unconsciously clasped her hands together and stared intently ahead.

What will happen? How will things unfold?

A muffled thud.

It must have been Bray who drew his sword, and then a member of the Mathematical Society fell.

That must be it; it couldn't have been Bray who collapsed on his own.

That's the Black Emperor, who dares to challenge everything and everyone. How could he possibly be defeated by an ordinary member of the Mathematical Society?

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that this is absolutely impossible.

The Black Emperor is invincible.

It could never be...

However, when Bavra came to her senses, she found that Bray was lying face up on the sand.

The sand was so hot that Bavra even had the illusion that Bree would soon be cooked.

Sure enough, a plume of smoke has already risen.

"Lord Bree?" Bavra looked at Bree in astonishment.

“ZZZzzzzzz” Bray didn’t speak, just breathed evenly, and then rolled over.

With this flip, he was fried more evenly.

Not only was Bavra shocked, but the members of the Mathematical Society were also baffled.

Why did this man in a cloak, who looked extremely weak, collapse on his own when they surrounded him?

“Brey is asleep.” Levy knelt down next to Bray and patted his head.

She liked to let Bray touch her, and she also liked to touch Bray when he was asleep.

"Great~" Levy struck a 0v0 pose, her tail wagging rapidly, scattering sand everywhere with her steel tail.

There aren't many opportunities for me to touch Bray while he's asleep.

Because Bray is extremely sleep-deprived, it's common for him to doze off in the middle of a fight.

Of course, a normal person like Bray, who lacks sleep, would have died of physiological disorders long ago.

But Bray possessed the Tears of the Heavenly Fox, so despite being tortured, he would not die of exhaustion.

I'll just be very, very sleepy, more sleepy than anyone can imagine.

It's something that normal people can't imagine, after all, normal people don't have such surging vitality.

So exhausted, he could only sleep for a short while at a time, as he would soon wake up from nightmares.

The Black Emperor is not afraid of nightmares, but he will still wake up because of them.

Generally, if someone falls asleep during a battle, they only wake up after being killed.

Once a person is dead, there is no possibility of them continuing to sleep.

This time, to avoid falling asleep unexpectedly, Bray deliberately drank a bunch of stimulants.

It turned out to be completely useless; people still went to sleep as usual.

"You bastard!" one of the guys, who had been shoved in the face with sand, couldn't help but yell angrily.

"Shh, don't be so loud," Levy said quite seriously. If she hadn't been stroking Bray's hair, the atmosphere would probably have been even more serious.

"She actually fell asleep." Bavra was shocked.

She can be quirky sometimes, but Bray's reaction still surprised her.

Ah, she had followed Bray for so long, so naturally she knew that Bray had this habit.

Even so, she was still a little surprised today.

I was originally planning to watch those classic scenes, like "Do you know who's standing in front of you?" or "Open your dog eyes and look at the Black King in front of you."

Unexpectedly, he completely ignored her and fell asleep immediately.

This is really...

"Ah, what an unexpected turn of events, a development I never anticipated." Bafra gave a sickly smile, her hands stroking from her neck down to her face.

Bavra was overjoyed.

Every unexpected event in her life is a treasure to her.

Following the Black Emperor, she amassed an extraordinary amount of treasure.

"Thank you for showing me some interesting things." Bafra bowed solemnly to each of the members of the Mathematical Society.

The hem of her skirt was lifted, she bent over gracefully, and her voice was alluring.

Then the members of the Mathematical Society were left with a lot of questions.

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Bray opened his eyes.

It was a little hot, probably because I had been exposed to the sun for too long.

He rubbed his eyes, got up, and looked around.

The ground was littered with corpses and sand that had absorbed blood.

"Good afternoon, Lord Bray," Bafra said respectfully to Bray.

"Um... Good afternoon." Breton paused and responded.

It's a bit surprising that he wasn't stabbed to death.

Bray glanced at Bavra, then at Levy.

Levy stood to the side, pretending that she hadn't done anything.

"I hope I didn't disturb your sleep?" Bafra asked.

"Probably not," Bray replied casually.

Even if no one disturbs me, I'll still wake up, so it doesn't really matter.

He glanced at the corpse and blood on the ground and knew what had happened.

Everything is understood without words.

Leaning out from the pool of blood, Levy felt nothing.

Bray sighed deeply. It wasn't good that Levy liked such bloody scenes.

"By the way, the Mathematical Society here has disappeared." Bafra thought of something and looked at Bray with a smile, saying.

This is a little surprise that Bavra gave to Lord Bree.

A mathematical branch that does not respect the Black Emperor has no reason to exist.

After all, the purpose of establishing the Mathematical Society was to lay mines, not for any other purpose.

What world wall, what gods, what Kapras.

None of that matters; she simply wants to create a "tool" for Bray.

However, this surprise didn't seem to evoke much emotion in Bray.

“Is that so?” Bray said casually.

Many people may mistakenly believe that the Mathematical Society will cause turmoil in Karplas's society, but Bray knows that the Mathematical Society is not that powerful.

Even if mathematics and physics become a behemoth, it's still the same.

Kapras is Kapras; the Black Iron type isn't that important.

It could even be argued that race at any level is not that important.

If Kapras himself had not been reduced to nothingness by a large amount of gold, there would be no such thing as a person who holds the precepts.

Ultimately, all mortals are merely tools for the world to maintain its own stability.

Bray himself was the same.

Everyone thought that mathematics would cause a huge upheaval, but Bray's eyes were never on the ground.

Mathematical reasoning may just be a small, insignificant boat in the mortal world.

He simply gazed silently at the world beyond the mortal realm.

Bray only cares about this wall.

Yes, it's just this one wall that matters.

This is still the continent where yellow sands drift.

For Bray, encountering the Mathematical Society was just a minor episode that wouldn't cause any major trouble.

No matter how much mathematics may seem like a raging flood or a wild beast to the mortal world, it is but a tiny ripple in the grand scheme of things.

and so--

Levy went fishing.

Bavra went to buy Bree a refreshing drink.

Bray was the only one sitting on the enormous corpse.

At this very moment, the corpse was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bray simply wiped his longsword silently, his eyes utterly empty.

On this land covered in golden sand, he had a group of people pray to their god, and then the god descended.

Thanks to the assistance of "Anikasa, the Awakened One of the Brahma Scriptures," the descent of the golden seed was exceptionally easy.

They couldn't even refuse to descend.

So where did the golden avatar that descended go? Naturally, it was the corpse beneath Bray's body.

After devouring those who believed in and prayed, the incarnation of the Golden Seed descended and was subsequently killed by Bray.

Breton paused, took out a piece of paper from under his cloak, and drew a new horizontal line on it with his own blood.

Another golden seed has been removed from the assassination list.

In just twenty-five years, Bray forced many of the golden seeds that had been eyeing Capras to withdraw from the game.

Gradually, people even began to doubt whether the gods had actually disappeared.

Because the prayers of many believers are no longer answered, the use of magic is becoming increasingly difficult.

Of course, the gods did not die; on the contrary, they are alive and well.

It's just a bit frustrating, after all, Bray has inflicted wounds on most of the Golden Seeds, leaving them with no energy to interfere with this world.

Everything was so calm and peaceful that if Bray hadn't noticed the increasingly obvious cracks in the wall, he would have mistakenly thought he had succeeded.

Time seems to be running out.

The question is no longer how long I can live, but whether I can quickly get rid of these gold-digging hands reaching out to Kapras.

He had initially thought that the reason he didn't have enough time was his lifespan, but now it seems that wasn't the case.

but…

“As long as we kill enough, we can keep going even if the walls crack,” Bray murmured.

Once a crack appears in the wall, the golden seed will easily obtain Kapras's means.

However, as long as all the golden seeds are weakened, even if the wall cracks, they cannot intervene immediately.

Yes, all you need to do is traumatize them once.

The paper was covered with the titles of the gods, a list that had taken the Mathematical Society a great deal of time and effort to complete.

And on that list, less than one-fifth of the names remain.

When Bray is fighting, Levy and Buffalo are never by his side.

You might feel lonely and helpless, but Bray will tell you that you won't.