A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

The speed was not slow, and the scene of slow, unsteady steps that I had imagined did not occur.

“Mr. Bray!!!” Sass shouted, intending to remind Bray.

However, Bray was already prepared before Sass reminded him.

"Chong-"

The sound of the greatsword being drawn echoed throughout the room, and a gust of wind even swept up the moment it was drawn.

The charging chimeras were blown down by the gale.

The heavy greatsword dragged on the ground, tearing through the wooden planks.

"laugh--"

Then, from bottom to top, a perfect arc was slashed out, and a chimera was cleanly split in two.

But no blood splattered out.

However, Bray did not use "Water Cut-off," meaning that these monsters themselves didn't even have any blood.

It was just chunks of meat, or rather, a pieced-together tumor.

However, Bray didn't have the time to worry about these details.

As the greatsword slash ended, it was casually left behind by Bray, and then, using the momentum of its body rotation, it swung again.

Countless severed limbs were scattered on the ground, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

The chimera occasionally emitted groans that differed from roars, tormenting people's nerves.

These incredibly human-like groans constantly reminded Bray that these chimeras were made by humans.

Bray doesn't want to kill anyone, not now, and doesn't plan to in the future.

Are these things actually people?

Yes? Or no?

"These things are not human," Bray thought to himself, his eyes becoming calm.

How should we judge whether someone is human or not?

No matter how you judge it, it can't be completely correct; subjective judgments are never absolutely correct.

Then just go with what you believe in your heart.

The greatsword was wielded with increasing fluidity, mercilessly slashing at the swarming chimeras.

The wooden planks, already dilapidated, were made even worse.

That's not enough. There are so many, so many more of these damn chimeras, seemingly endlessly gushing out from the ground.

The greatsword's trajectory didn't even pause for a moment; the way the greatsword was wielded was like a dance.

The chimeras will swarm in like moths to a flame, only to be torn apart.

By borrowing strength, constantly borrowing strength, only in this way can the greatsword be swung continuously.

His arms were already exhausted without him realizing it, but Bray couldn't stop.

Once he stops, Bray will no longer be able to wield the heavy greatsword, and at that time, both Bray and Thass will face being swallowed by the chimeras.

Sweat had already soaked Bray's back and blurred his right eye.

"boom--"

The gale stopped, and Bray stood still.

The room reeked of meat, and there wasn't a single intact chimera.

And no new chimeras crawled out from below.

“Mr. Bray?” Sass stepped forward, looking at Bray nervously.

“Let me stand here for a while, I can’t move my arm,” Bray sighed.

The muscles in my arm had been torn without my noticing, and my entire right arm was trembling uncontrollably.

However, Bray's right eye remained calm.

“Mr. Bray, your hand.” Sass crouched down to examine Bray’s arm and found it to be in quite a bad state.

"I know a little healing magic, please wait a moment."

Then Sass began chanting, and after more than ten seconds, he uttered the spell name.

"Healing spell."

“It’s completely ineffective, Sass,” Bray sighed.

Although there was a slight soreness and tingling sensation, the muscle tear didn't heal instantly as I had imagined.

And isn't the chanting time a bit too long? It's clearly just a low-level spell.

"I'm not good at magic," Sass said, a little embarrassed.

"This is just a low-level healing spell; it can only speed up the wound healing process."

"Could you help me carry the greatsword behind my back?" Bray gestured to Sass with his eyes.

"It looks heavy."

Then Sass tried to lift the greatsword with all his might.

"Absolutely not!! I can't lift it!!! Mr. Bray!"

"How do you usually lift it up?!" Sass asked, his face flushed red, panting as he couldn't even lift his head.

"Hmm...that shouldn't be the case." Sass said, somewhat puzzled.

The weight of the "Beers" is adjusted according to the user's strength, so even people with less strength should be able to lift it.

"Really, it's not moving an inch." Sass wiped his sweat.

"Well... that's a really complicated principle," Bray muttered to himself.

“We should leave too. It’s making quite a commotion. We’d better get out of here soon,” Sass said to Bray, peeking out the door.

Bray understood this as well, so he switched to holding the greatsword in his left hand and then slung it behind his back.

"What about Marlene?" Sass asked Bray.

"Is the answer even a question?" Bray said after glancing at Sass.

“Indeed…I also think Mr. Bray will choose to save Marlene,” Sass said with a smile.

“That’s my employer, and I haven’t even helped her find her parents yet,” Bray said casually.

We must complete our missions properly; isn't that what adventurers are all about?

“We can set off now,” Bray said.

We need to find Marin's location now, but searching aimlessly will be troublesome, so we need to plan carefully.

Just as Sass and Bray were about to leave the cabin, they were interrupted by a pleasant voice.

"Hello, are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Bray turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

She was a woman with a good figure and was very beautiful, and she looked somewhat familiar.

“I have some information that you’re very interested in. Do you want to hear it, Mr. Bray?” Katrina waved her hand and said to Bray.

Actually, Katrina had been in this cabin since early morning, but seeing the intense fighting, she didn't rush out.

Besides, with Revi around, something terrible might happen if Katrina comes out.

"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" Bray frowned, gripping the hilt of his greatsword tightly with his left hand.

"No way, they've forgotten me so quickly!?" Katrina suddenly began to doubt her own appearance.

Most men would be captivated by you and reminisce about you for days!

"Think about it again?" Katrina looked at Bray with hope.

"On the railcar, you know." Katrina added a helpless reminder after seeing Bray deep in thought.

“Ah…that pretty girl who hit on me.” Bray looked like he suddenly realized something, making Katrina want to leave.

"Let me introduce myself again, I am Katrina." Katrina walked gracefully to Bray and gave a slight bow.

Her dignified demeanor at this moment made her earlier playful behavior seem like an illusion.

“So what are you trying to tell us?” Bray glanced at Katrina with dead fish eyes, showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Well, about Marlene, and where she is." Katrina pressed her delicate finger to her sexy lips.

But Bray remained expressionless, as if he were completely unmoved by women.

However, Bray was certainly not such a wise person. For Bray, fantasizing about beautiful women was something that should be done in his mind, and there was no need to show it on his face.

It's like how you wouldn't let many people know which magazine you read.

Of course, this woman's words now—

"Speak, what are your conditions?" Bray said in a deep voice.

"Ah, you're really on the right track, Brother Bray."

“I’m curious about what happened inside the ruins,” Katrina said, looking at Bray with interest.

“Okay,” Bray replied readily.

"So readily?" Bray's answer was so readily accepted that Katrina almost doubted her ears.

“There’s nothing to hide about that—” Bray drawled, then his voice turned cold.

"But how do you know that I've been to the ruins? Very few people know that."

“Ah…” Katrina was stunned for a moment, seemingly not having thought of this question.

"I was careless, this is bad." Katrina felt a headache coming on.

"Hmm... let me think."

"There is."

As if by magic, Katrina conjured a human skin mask in her hand.

Then Katrina put it on.

That's what Barack the know-it-all looks like.

"Okay, I get it now, it's kind of disgusting." Bray covered his eyes.

His face is that of a lewd man, but his lower body has the perfect female figure of a succubus.

It's really weird; after watching it for a few more minutes, I feel like I need to wash my eyes.

Sass had already vomited on the side; what an insensitive young man.

"So it's Barak? You have a fetish for cross-dressing?" Bray quipped.

"I am Katrina!!! I was originally a woman!!!! A beautiful woman!!!" Katrina tried her best, to hell with all manners.

Bray's speechless, lifeless manner is pathetic. He might as well stay single forever! Doesn't he even know the basics of charming a woman?!

“That’s not enough, I want more.” After calming down, Katrina looked at Bray seductively and uttered the terrible line.

“Sass, are there any good restaurants nearby?” Bray asked Sass behind him.

"Hmm...how about steak?"

“This is good.” Bray nodded.

“Is it enough to treat you to a meal?” Bray tried to ask Katrina.

"..." Katrina sighed, not wanting to speak. Of course, Katrina wasn't foolish enough to actually go to the restaurant with Bray and Sass.

Finally, Katrina took Bray and Sass to the small hotel.

Amidst the hotel owner's envious and jealous gaze, one woman and two men booked a large room.

"Mr. Sass, please pay." Katrina took the key and went upstairs without turning her head.

"Take care of yourself," the boss sighed.