A dull longsword and a heartbroken villager

These words were spoken only to Bray.

No one knows what kind of conversation is taking place between Bray and the polluters.

Time seemed to stand still; countless conversations flashed by, yet not a single breath had passed.

"die."

"Onis Swordsmanship" and "Golden Death Star"

How did humans in ancient times deal with enormous beasts? The barbarian Onis provides the answer.

A sword technique born solely for slaying colossal beasts, a sword technique developed to kill beings far larger than oneself.

The greatsword slipped from Bray's hand, transforming into a black meteor.

Although it was black, it brought a new color to this dim world.

The dark clouds dispersed at that moment, and the long-awaited sunlight shone on the earth.

These lights made the greatsword's blade even more dazzling.

Without the potion, Bray wouldn't be able to use this move.

But now, Bray can do it in those few tens of seconds.

The heavy greatsword fell from the sky, its blade rubbing against the air and radiating imperceptible heat.

"Stars?" The polluter froze, uttering words that were difficult to understand.

Without armor, the corrupted's body is practically useless against the greatsword.

The greatsword pierced through the corrupted man's body in the next moment, and then the corrupted man's complete body was split in two.

The greatsword that pierced the corrupted creature produced this slashing effect that cut it in two.

The pollutant, severed in two, roared, and the cocoon on the ground withered instantly.

The pulsating blood vessels in the polluted bodies stopped moving, and all the writhing, twisted humanoids in the city withered away.

The chaotic city of Inlai fell silent in an instant.

"Boom-"

In an instant, a tilted ice surface solidified beneath Bray.

He slid off the ice and finally plunged headfirst into a huge snowdrift.

Under Eric's control, Bray fell from a height of several tens of meters without sustaining much injury.

Bray struggled to climb out of the snowdrift and then lay down on it.

He was completely immobilized; the side effects of the medication were now fully apparent.

Bray's is now paralyzed.

The polluter's body began to turn into dust, which was slowly blown away by the wind.

The aura of "divine source" grew thinner and thinner until it finally disappeared completely.

All that remained on the ground was a tattered suit of enormous armor and an unconscious woman.

Bray laughed, and a tear rolled down his right eye.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and into the snowdrift.

“Mr. Bray!! My sister!! My sister is still here!!!” Sass looked at the woman on the ground in disbelief.

Without a doubt, that brown hair really belongs to Sass's sister.

“Hmm.” Bray simply nodded without saying anything.

Marlene slowly opened her eyes and looked around blankly.

"Where am I..." Marlene said, covering her head and frowning.

“Sass? What are you doing here…”

My mind is so confused.

Seeing Marlene wake up, Sass was overjoyed and took off his cloak to put it on Marlene.

"That's wonderful, sister, you're awake." Sass couldn't stop crying.

"My mind is a bit of a mess..." Marlene muttered to herself.

After hearing Marin's words, Bray's fingers twitched imperceptibly.

After giving a wry smile, Bray closed his eyes.

"Soldiers, are you still going to arrest me?" Bray opened his eyes again, looking at the blue sky where the dark clouds had dispersed.

"Why would I arrest you? I don't know you." Eric shrugged, waved his hand, and walked away without looking back.

“Trying to look cool, what a troublesome thing,” Eric muttered. A twisted person can never be restored; the only solution is to kill them.

It's cruel, but that's the truth.

A life distorted by concepts is beyond human redemption.

Ignoring the cries of the citizens, all the monsters were dealt with, since no one knew what terrible things might happen if they were left unattended.

Surprisingly, those monsters were not difficult to deal with.

The imperial army arrived in Inlai a day later, but by then the matter had already been resolved.

This is probably the origin of the saying "heroes are always late," right?

However, being late is being late, and with no other option, the imperial army could only help restore order to Inlai City.

Although it has nothing to do with the empire, such actions can still bring the city-states closer together.

Afterwards, news broke that the Federation was behind the incident, causing public goodwill towards the Federation to plummet.

However, many people still have doubts about this.

In the end, it took a full half month to restore normal order to Inlai City. As for the post-disaster recovery, that was beyond the Empire's control.

Even if the empire were to take charge, the empire wouldn't be willing.

This is pure, unadulterated money.

It will likely take Inrai a lot of time to comfort the citizens who have lost loved ones and to rebuild the city.

However, Inlai, who believes the Federation is responsible for this incident, intends to protest to the Federation.

However, before Inlai City reached out to the Federation, the Federation had already provided funds to help Inlai City, accelerating its recovery process.

This makes it difficult for Inlai City to say who is to blame for the incident, since there is no evidence to prove that the Federation was responsible.

Rolando, who could recognize the federal president, was dead; as for Bray, he couldn't be bothered with such matters.

"Eric, is it really impossible to find that adventurer with the girl?" Bai Wei's voice rang out from the magic circle.

“I’m sorry, we lost track of them because of the incident in Inlai City,” Eric said in a deep voice.

"Alright, you've reported enough information, that's sufficient."

“Well done, Eric.” White sighed and shut down the communication array.

Eric shut down the magic circle without any expression.

Eric concealed many details in the report.

Eric didn't mention a word about who or how the monster was defeated.

Aside from the few people present, probably no one knew how the polluter was defeated.

After all, ordinary people don't even dare to get close to the corrupted; even taking half a step in would turn them into monsters.

Although Eric didn't know how Bray had managed to avoid turning into a monster, he was certainly lucky.

The final outcome is that the hero remains nameless.

But this outcome isn't bad, because if Bray is recognized, a lot of trouble will follow.

Human affairs are so complex that true heroes often fail to receive the rewards they deserve.

If it were to be officially recognized, and if Bray had died, Eric could have made sure everyone knew about Bray without any pressure.

Well, if there were no sacrifices, the story would be a different one.

If the Empire finds out that Bray was the one who defeated the Corruptors, who knows what kind of mess will ensue.

"Colonel, that's an adventurer who knows the whole story. Are we just going to let him go like this?" When no one was around, Alice sighed and asked Eric.

"And it seems the military wants to arrest him." Alice's expression was complicated.

"Who are you talking about? I don't know them," Eric said, feigning innocence.

“Captain, you don’t know that guy either, right?” Eric stood on the street and looked up at the sky above the Empire.

Alice fell silent for a moment.

“We owe him a favor,” Eric sighed.

“But we are soldiers, Colonel!” Alice said earnestly.

Although Alice also believes that personal relationships are important, she also believes that public and private matters should be kept separate.

"What are the duties of a soldier?" Eric suddenly asked.

"Protect the people," Alice said earnestly, standing at attention.

The biggest reason Alice respected Eric was that, no matter what, this seemingly unreliable colonel always remembered his true self.

“Blind man, he did what we didn’t do.” Eric lowered his eyelids.

"Colonel, I don't know this person," the captain suddenly said.

“Oh dear, really, I don’t know him either. Who is he?” Eric said in a noblewoman’s tone.

Now, the only people who can recognize Bray are Eric and Alice.

As for the remaining members of the Heroic Tribe, they only had a vague understanding of Bray's identity and were unaware that Bray was also one of the central figures in this incident.

As long as Eric and Alice don't say anything, Bray can live a peaceful life.

“What a disgusting performance, Colonel,” Alice said with a stern face.

"..." Eric didn't speak, but instead pursed his lips.

Eric's expression quickly turned serious.

This incident actually involved personnel from the Imperial Headquarters.

Exactly how much of the Empire's headquarters has been invaded is a truly difficult question to answer.

However, Eric knew one thing: there could never be only one Michel in the Imperial Army.

"Sometimes knowing too much isn't a good thing."

"It might be disposed of at any time."

“Captain, shall we go get some shaved ice?” Eric said, stroking his chin.

"You've already eaten this morning," Alice retorted.

"Captain, don't you know that you need to eat three meals a day to really enjoy shaved ice?" Eric looked at Alice in surprise.

"I don't know...and I don't want to know." Alice really wanted to shoot the colonel.

Walking on the street.

Having recovered from his serious injuries, Bray moved his still relatively nimble hands.

He retrieved the two swords he had been using as ranged weapons afterward.

Of course, it was thanks to Eric that "The Last Song" was able to return to Bray's hands.

After all, that was after the mine-laying phase, when they couldn't even move.

As for "Beers," no one could lift it, and it was only after Bray was paralyzed for an hour that he picked it up himself.

Perhaps it's because only someone with the ability to lay a line can lift this greatsword?

The specific principles behind the use of the Thunderclap spell are not very clear. It's like how another indestructible greatsword in the ruins shattered easily, which is puzzling.

Feeling waves of pain emanating from his wound, Bray sighed.