Chapter 436

【Remaining Time (1): 90 days 11 hours 57 minutes 30 seconds; Remaining Time (2): 90 days 11 hours 23 minutes 18 seconds】

A campfire blazed before him, the flying long-eared rabbit once again became Broly's food, and Broly also confirmed one thing: he had not only returned to the place where he first came to this world, but the remaining time seemed to have been refreshed and then doubled.

【So, is that strange silver-haired guy responsible?】

Tearing off the roasted rabbit meat, Broly couldn't help but think this.

【Perhaps I shouldn't have struck so hard!】

Looking at his doubled time, Broly sincerely felt a bit apologetic toward the benefactor who might have extended his time for him.

After eating the rabbit meat, Broly wiped his mouth, washed his hands clean with Water Creation Magic, and then looked into the distance.

"Should I still go to the Wanglong Kingdom side?"

Before returning to the starting point, Broly had already checked most of the cities in the Wanglong Kingdom, but had not encountered the Capture Targets recognized by the Crystal Palace, which now made Broly hesitate about whether to still go to the Wanglong Kingdom side.

Thinking it over, Broly decided to lie down and sleep first; he intended to go ask a friend's opinion, but he could only meet the Human God in dreams.

The feeling of lying on the grassland was great; the azure sky floated with leisurely clouds; more importantly, the doubled remaining time made Broly — who had become violent-tempered before returning to the starting point because he had seen too much darkness — feel extremely relaxed.

Under this kind of relaxation, Broly soon fell asleep.

"Why isn't there?"

Until evening, when the twilight sunset turned the grassland fiery red, Broly still had not dreamed of the Human God at all, as if knowing the Human God had merely been an illusion of his.

"No, this absolutely isn't an illusion; think carefully, back then, how did I and the Human God meet..."

Broly carefully recalled and discovered it was the Human God who had actively sought him out, not him seeking the other party.

"Fine, can I only wait for the Human God to come actively find me then? So, do I have to make my own decisions now?"

The Saiyan boy scratched his head; accustomed to the Human God's guidance, this sudden lack of navigation made him feel a bit uncomfortable.

After a round of consideration, Broly decided to still go to the Wanglong Kingdom side, not for any other reason, but because there were still some cities left there that he hadn't searched.

Taking flight over the twilight grassland, passing the Wanglong Mountain Range, he took away the most valuable Monster Materials; when night fell he arrived at Kule Town, familiarly found the Elliot Merchant Group to exchange some Funding, and before leaving said to Nataea Elliot, who was cross-dressing as a man with a Disguise Magic Stone: "Whether you believe it or not, your brother is going to kill you, in another ten... uh, how many days was it?"

Broly discovered he hadn't remembered the specific number of days at all, so he didn't care about the exact count anymore, and continued to say to the other party: "Anyway, afterward assassins sent by your brother will come to attack you, and you will luckily survive, but afterward you will be caught by Slave Traders, and when you think your family will ransom you, your brother will have the Slave Traders sell you to your Family's opponents, letting you spend the latter half of your life as a slave, suffering torture."

"Ah?!"

Nataea's mouth gaped open.

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

The Merchant Group Manager glared at him angrily.

"This is on account of you treating me to a meal last time, that's why I specially detoured to tell you; alright, bye-bye then!"

Broly took flight again, leaving behind a group of people staring dumbfounded.

"Bang bang bang..."

That night, many cities in the Wanglong Kingdom suffered unknown Magic attacks.

Fortunately, it wasn't too serious; just some unlucky Nobles and Slave Traders were killed.

Broly indeed couldn't remember all the people he had killed, but as long as he passed by some cities he had visited before and recalled unpleasant experiences, he unceremoniously threw Energy Bullets at some of the places he had once attacked.

And after dawn, he arrived at a new city and began repeating the See King operations from before returning to the starting point.

After a few days, the fastest-promoted Halfling Adventurer, the strange See People commissions, reappeared in this new world.

Broly continued his grand undertaking of finding Capture Targets, and the only thing that puzzled him was that the Human God who had actively sought him out in the dream on the first night last time now showed a completely uninterested attitude toward him; Broly guessed this might be related to him not sleeping on the first night this time.

【It seems I missed the Human God.】

After realizing this point, Broly felt a touch of sadness, but he quickly rallied again.

【Finding the destined Capture Target is the most important thing; my now-gone friend the Human God should think so too!】

Without the Human God's guidance, Broly no longer needed to go see some messy targets; the See King behavior became even faster.

Similarly, without the anxiety sold by the Human God, the situation of turning from See King into See Death did not appear.

Although he likewise wiped out quite a few people, everyone attributed the Energy Bullets falling from the sky to some Magic Beast passing over the city airspace launching an attack, and did not associate this matter with him.

Therefore, no one wanted to Deal With him.

"Hey, you guy, are you the rumored See King!"

Time passed quickly; as Broly gradually checked each city and was about to reach the Wanglong Kingdom Capital Rataqia side, he encountered a group of acquaintances on the road.

Calling them acquaintances isn't quite right; correctly speaking, they were a group of people he had killed last time; that person called... uh, fine, Broly didn't remember the name anyway; anyway it was a small-fry player who used a sword to assassinate him last time, but this time blocked his path.

"It's me, so what?"

"My name is Sean Cloda, I am walking the path to becoming the Sword Emperor; I heard you are very strong, once completed an S-Rank Quest to subjugate a Red Dragon, right?"

"Seems there is such a thing, so what?"

"Come have a match with me."

"Mr. Sean, randomly challenging a strong person like this isn't good!"

The Water God Style Sword Saint, who had acted as rear guard for his subordinates last time trying to Gain Time but failed, was now persuading from the side.

At the same time, the gaze he looked at Broly with also carried a hint of apology.

"Haha, such a powerful expert, being able to spar with the opponent, how can I miss this kind of thing; who knows, in the process of sparring with the opponent, I might gain some insight and successfully break through to become the Sword Emperor!"

Sean Cloda didn't listen to his companion's words at all, insisting on having a match with Broly.

"I'm not interested in battle."

However, Broly just said this one sentence and walked past the two of them.

This time, there was no need to kill them.

"Hey, wait, do you look down on me, or are you scared?"

"Mr. Sean, please don't provoke; the other party doesn't want to fight you."

"Hah, I knew it, Halflings are all a bunch of cowardly goods..."

Broly stopped his footsteps.

"What's wrong, finally have the willingness to fight me?"

Watching the boy in the black cloak turn around and walk before him, Sean Cloda was instead eager to try.

"I'm not a Halfling, but I suspect you practice North God Style, because only North God Style guys would always spout trash talk."

"But it's effective, isn't it!!"

The youth gripped the sword hilt at his waist.

"How much money?"

Broly asked.

"What?"

Sean was somewhat confused.

"You wouldn't let me spar with you for free, would you?"

Broly showed a surprised expression, looking at the person before him.

"Heh, I see. If you can win against me, then this treasure sword worth 120 King Dragon Gold Coins is yours. Of course, that possibility absolutely does not exist."

"120 King Dragon Gold Coins, roughly equal to the reward of four to six S-Rank Missions, huh. Fine, I accept your commission. I'll properly teach you a lesson, make you deeply realize the insufficiency of your own capability."

Broly stood opposite this person.

"Your weapon?"

Pushing aside the Water Saint companion beside him, Sean Cloda, having readied himself for the spar, asked.

"Deal with you, still need to use a weapon?"

Broly asked back in surprise.

"You, this guy, truly arrogant. I'll make you realize the price of Magecraft Disdain toward me!"

The battle began, the battle lasted ten seconds, then the battle ended.

"Your sword I took. Remember from now on not to randomly provoke people. This is your insufficiency."

Broly dropped this line, turned around, and left.

"Yes, deeply received the teaching~"

The youth, beaten bruised and swollen, replied indistinctly.

"Mr. Sean, are you alright?!"

The Water Saint Swordsman hurriedly ran over to help the other up.

"That See King adult, I'm afraid is a true Emperor Rank powerhouse."

Sean Cloda, helped up, said.

"We might be able to secure an Emperor Rank powerhouse for Her Highness the Queen."

"Don't speak, I'll take you back to treat injuries right now."

Meeting the acquaintance from last time was just a small episode. After Broly entered the Wanglong Kingdom Capital Talakia, he went directly to the Adventurer's Guild here to issue a Find Person Commission.

However, this is after all a national capital, comparatively prosperous. Five Copper Coins meeting fee couldn't attract many people, so he raised it to twenty.

"Worthy of See King adult, truly generous."

The Adventurer's Guild Reception Lady praised, then asked: "Don't know if there's anything else needing help? For example, would you like to accept some high-reward S-Rank Missions?"

"Are there shops that buy equipment around here?"

"Over at South City Dull Street, there's a Dwarven Blacksmith. Their purchase prices are comparatively fair."

"Good, I know. Additionally, any delicacy shops recommended nearby?"

Broly nodded, then asked again.

"Delicacy shops... if See King adult you can accept Magic Continent-side seasoned food, there happens to be one nearby."

The Guild Reception Lady before him, originating from the Magic Continent, with three meat buns on her chest, gave some recommendations.

"Thanks."

Broly said thanks, then flicked a Silver Coin over as a tip.

He first went to the Blacksmith, to sell the Long Sword someone gave him on the road.

"Ho, this is indeed a good sword. This customer, are you sure you want to sell it?"

A dwarf blacksmith with a reddish-brown beard examined the Long Sword and asked.

A good weapon to a warrior is an extremely precious thing; calling it a wife would not be an exaggeration.

"Of course."

Broly nodded. After all, he doesn't need this thing.

"Then, I can give this number."

The old blacksmith held up one index finger.

"One thousand King Dragon Gold Coins?"

"Pfft, cough cough, how is that possible? It's one hundred King Dragon Gold Coins."

"But this sword's owner told me it's worth 120 King Dragon Gold Coins."

"If it were new, it would definitely be worth that price. But this sword already has quite a bit of wear. Although maintained well, it still needs depreciation."

The dwarf old blacksmith explained.

"Of course, if customer you're not in urgent need of money, you can also consign it at our Blacksmith. That way the sale price might be a bit higher."

Does Broly lack money? Not at all. Although he spends lavishly quite a bit, his money-making capability is also very strong. After issuing the Find Person Commission and paying a large sum of commission fees, he still has 30 King Dragon Gold Coins in his pocket.

"Alright then. Anyway, this place is quite large. Wanting to meet most women in the city will also take some time. Let's consign it here first. If by the time I leave, no one has bought it, I'll sell it to you guys. Okay?"

The dwarf old blacksmith nodded.

Taking the Consignment Note, leaving the Blacksmith, Broly followed the signboards and found the restaurant the Adventurer's Guild Reception Lady recommended to him.

The name of this restaurant was somewhat subtle, called the Death God Restaurant, and its decor also carried a touch of Hell's cruel style; all sorts of monster bones were openly hung at the entrance, making it look like no shop a normal person would easily enter.

"Anyone here?"

Broly, however, felt nothing of it, directly pushing open the door made of bones and walking inside.

"Welcome~"

A man resembling a skeleton came out to greet them, and he was even holding a bloody kitchen knife in his hand.

"What's good to eat at your place?"

Facing a sufficiently suspicious man, Broly asked directly.

"We have Death God Stew, Death God Spicy Stir-fry, Death God Charcoal Grilled Hell..."

"Wait, are those the names of dishes?"

The skeleton-like man hadn't finished speaking when Broly interrupted to ask.

"Yes."

The skeleton-like man nodded.

"So, what I'd be eating is actually an ingredient named Death God, made into dishes using different cooking methods?"

Broly was a bit curious; just from the names, he couldn't guess what kind of food it was.

"No, it's just that the chef is me, and I am the Death God."

Randolph explained.

Broly: "..."

This strange Death God Restaurant reminded him of the restaurant in the Red Demon Village; they were quite a match.

"Customer, are you still eating here?"

Randolph actually already held no hope.

"Uh, then the signature dishes, bring me one share of each."

"Eh?"

Randolph was a bit taken aback, but after reacting, a creepy smile appeared on his skeleton-like face.

"Alright, Customer, I'll go prepare the dishes for you right away."

(Chapter End)