A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

Bray's dead fish eyes were filled with regret, and then he tapped Marin on the head again.

"Ugh..." Marlene held her head, her eyes moist, and squatted down in a wronged manner.

In one of Clinton's hotels, the sleazy old man Barack stretched.

"Mmm~" A seductive moan escaped from Barak's mouth.

Disgusting, really disgusting...

"I'm exhausted!! In every sense of the word!" Barak complained, touching his face.

"Rip—" The entire face was torn off.

A face as exquisite as a work of art is displayed in the air.

This is the face of a young girl.

Long eyelashes make hearts flutter, and cherry-red lips stir the nerves of straight men.

The slightly longer red hair, which would have looked completely out of place on a man, now gave the woman a fatal charm.

"Ahem~" The voice was no longer that lewd male voice, but a seductive voice that made people restless.

"The voice is finally right," Barak muttered to himself. No, he should call her Katrina now.

The girl took off her top, untied the bandage on her chest, revealing two small white rabbits.

It wasn't particularly magnificent, but its shape was excellent, Katrina proudly touched it.

"Perfect as always~"

Katrina whistled as she changed into a sexy outfit.

“The interesting Mr. Bray is leaving, and I’m going to leave with him.” Katrina licked her lips, her eyes sparkling.

A survivor from those ruins, and judging from the Knight Princess's attitude, what happened inside was definitely not simple—

Katrina is now very eager to know what happened, but she can't find any clues at all.

So Katrina decided to use her alluring figure to approach Bray and extract some information.

But when Katrina learned that Bray was leaving Clinton, she objected.

“Mr. Bray, you can’t escape my grasp no matter where you go.”

Katrina squinted.

Well, all in all, it seems that Katrina is overthinking things.

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While Katrina was figuring out how to get Bray, Bray had already left Clinton with Marlene.

The reason Bray set off so quickly was simple: Marlene had been incredibly annoyed with him for the past week.

A railcar was speeding along the tracks, heading straight for the easternmost border city of the Will Empire.

North Mountain Fortress is the easternmost city in the Will Empire.

The farthest point the railcar could reach was Beishanbao.

After that, the only options left were to rent a carriage or walk to leave the Wel Empire.

Inside the rapidly moving railcar, Marlene, dressed in a dress, stared blankly at Bray.

“Brey.” Marlene stood up, leaning on the table and even standing on tiptoe.

“What is this?” Marlene pointed to the eye patch that Bray had been covering with his hair.

“Eye patch.” Bray touched his eye patch and pursed his lips.

"What's the point of the blindfold! Why is Bray wearing it?"

Sometimes Marlene's questions are really lacking in common sense.

Bray felt that the kid probably had a hole in his head, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Because if the vision in one eye is too poor, it will reduce the normal function of the other eye."

“That’s why some people choose to cover the eye with an eye patch.” Bray explained to Marlene very patiently.

"Does that Bray have poor eyesight in one eye?" Marlene asked.

“No.” Bray shrugged.

"Then why are you wearing an eye patch?"

“Trying to look cool.” Bray said with a straight face, spouting nonsense in a serious tone.

Are you suggesting that Bray should tell a child, "My eyeballs are all gone~ Kira~"

"Can I wear it too?" Although Marlene's face was expressionless, her voice was full of excitement.

"certainly--"

"No way." Bray rejected Marlene's idea without even thinking.

"Why!"

“Because you can’t act cool!” Bray looked at Marlene with a regretful expression.

Marlene sat back down in her seat, feeling dejected.

"Hmm~ I'm also curious about this gentleman's blindfold~" A voice that made most men's bodies stir up agitation came from behind.

Unfortunately, Bray doesn't fall into this category.

"What a pity, nothing special, just trying to look cool," Bray said helplessly.

"Hmm~ This is already quite special." The woman winked at Bray.

This woman was Katrina, an absolutely stunning beauty—

It might seem a bit indecent, though.

“My name is Katrina, and sir?” Katrina sat down next to Bray.

“Bray, Brayclas.” Bray moved aside slightly.

"Why is Mr. Bray avoiding me?" Katrina was surprised, but she still maintained a faint smile.

"—You bastard, you ran away when you saw a pretty girl!?"

"Hmm, I don't really like overly strong perfume scents." Although many people like this kind of scent, Bray still can't stand it.

Smelling it too much can cause sneezing.

“Ahhh—” Bray looked at Katrina with resentful eyes.

"..." Katrina managed to maintain her smile.

"Well then, thank you for your time, Mr. Bray~" Katrina stood up and walked away with her alluring figure.

Watching Katrina walk away, Bray pinched his nose.

"I really don't like this perfume."

"Why is Bray so resistant to that woman?" Marlene was a little puzzled, because in Marlene's mind, men should be very interested in beautiful women.

“There are many reasons.” Bray propped his head up and looked out the car window.

"Hmm...for example?" Marlene asked, wrinkling her little nose.

"That woman is too suspicious. Even though she's so suspicious, many men would still pounce on her." That's the allure of a beautiful woman; even though she's clearly suspicious, men still can't resist the urge to seduce her.

"Bray doesn't want to pounce?"

“Sure, I’m not gay,” Bray scoffed.

"I also think about how to peep at girls taking a shower!" Bray's words made Marlene's face turn frosty.

“But if I get too involved with women, please spare me.” Bray’s tone suddenly turned sorrowful.

"You'll suffer." Bray smiled wryly, closed his eyes, and seemed to be thinking of something bad.

“I don’t understand.” Marlene remained unmoved, showing no pity whatsoever for Bray.

"It's good that you don't understand."

“But, Bray, aren’t I a woman?” Marlene puffed out her non-existent breasts.

"Well, not in any sense."

"..." Marlene lowered her head in frustration, looking at the hem of her skirt.

“Pervert.” After a long silence, Marlene uttered the word.

“Gay.” After a long pause, Marlene uttered another word.

“…” Bray sighed, looking out the window at the scenery, ignoring Marlene.

An eerie silence fell between the two.

Then another burst of noise broke the silence.

"Target spotted in the carriage!"

"We cannot let the target leave the Empire!!!"

"learn!"

A group of soldiers in light armor entered Bray's carriage.

"From now on, no one is allowed to move around."

An officer stepped forward and addressed all the passengers in the carriage with a cold expression.

"Why?!" a passenger exclaimed, standing up in dissatisfaction.

"Whoosh—" Something swept through the air.

Behind the officer, a soldier raised his "magic gun" and fired a magic bullet.

The disgruntled passenger's head exploded instantly, silencing the rest of the passengers.

The "magic gun" is a shooting tool that stores a certain amount of magic power in advance.

The magic gun is quite powerful, but if the stored magic power is depleted, replenishing it during battle requires a very high total amount of magic power from the user.

Because of these limitations, it is rarely used by adventurers, as it is more troublesome for warriors than bows and arrows, and less effective than spells for mages.

However, magic guns are widely used in the military because they are convenient and powerful for soldiers, and it is much faster to train a soldier who can wield a gun than to train a soldier who is good at archery.

When a squad of soldiers runs out of gun magic, the next squad is replaced. In battles between armies, there are no concerns about survivability that adventurers have.

"Now, check all passengers in the carriage," the officer said.

"Understood!" the soldier replied. Faced with the soldier's various questions and body searches, the passengers dared not speak out in anger.

Many female passengers were groped.

Suppressing their shyness, the female passengers gritted their teeth and did not make any outrageous moves.

Almost all passengers were asked about their destination.

"Where are you headed?!"

A soldier looked down at a male passenger.

The male passenger's eyes were filled with panic.

Swallowing hard, the male passenger stared intently at the magic gun, deciding it was best to cooperate obediently.

"To Beishanbao." The male passenger tried to make his tone as agreeable as possible.

"Oh?" After hearing this answer, the officer walked up to the male passenger.

"So, what does this gentleman intend to do at North Mountain Fort?"

"I..." Just as the male passenger was about to answer, his voice trailed off.

At the officer's signal, the soldier shoved the barrel of his magic gun directly into the male passenger's mouth.

"I don't want to hear you say any more; your voice is really unpleasant." The officer looked at the male passenger with disdain.

"All I want to see now is you nodding and shaking your head."

The male passenger was stunned after hearing what the officer said.