On the third night since entering Seabreath, the princess was lounging in the deserted grand bath of the temporary guard courtyard, deep into the night.

Ah... How many third days has it been? I can't even remember how many cycles this is.

"Isn't the situation getting a bit bad... If this continues, am I going to be stuck in this place forever?" Tiran tilted her head, thinking that cycling through the same seven days until death was indeed a terrible situation.

But then again, maybe not? If the reincarnation in this world resets time, her physical age should not increase, and retaining the memories of each cycle could be considered a form of immortality.

"Heh, who would want such a life?"

Even at her peak, Tiran was only one step away from attaining the true Holy Rank. Her physique was enough to prolong her life significantly compared to normal humans, but there was still an end point.

She was still cautious about the view that "immortality is a curse". If there truly was an immortality without any drawbacks, she wouldn't mind giving it a try.

After all, Goddess of the Light had been jumping around for thousands of years and didn't seem bothered by the length of her life.

But the kind of immortality she desired was definitely not this flawed version that could only cycle through seven days repeatedly. It was already maddening to play a game and only have access to the demo version without getting to the full version, let alone having to play this demo version for a lifetime.

In countless cycles of seven days in the past, when she couldn't figure out how to proceed to find clues, she had to resort to various attempts, just like a player who couldn't find the main quest and wandered around the map bothering NPCs.

For example, traveling in various directions like in the fourth cycle, climbing mountains that reached the clouds, or finding a ship that set sail without hesitation towards the farthest reachable place from the first day.

However, long voyages seemed to be ineffective — it might be related to speed. Without Chi, Tiran, relying on means of transportation, was unable to reach the only known continent, "Icásh," from Morninglight's location through a seven-day sea voyage.

Even if she knew about planes, cars, and such, Tiran was unlikely to bring about a technological revolution for Morninglight with her modern knowledge in just seven days — understanding or not, seven days was simply too short.

Therefore, the long voyage plan was abandoned after Tiran's first attempt at a seven-day sea voyage was struck by lightning and destroyed.

However, with this, one could roughly speculate about the map scope of this "game" from the perspective of a game designer. Let's leave out small islands for now and draw a circular arc with a radius of a seven-day journey by horse around Seabreath, where the inner area represents the game map.

Extending her wet hand out of the bath and grabbing the scroll of the Morninglight map on the edge of the pool, Tiran stood up from the water, sat at the edge of the pool, and contemplated the map.

There was a circle drawn by herself on the map, covering an area roughly centered on Seabreath with a radius of the furthest journey within seven days. Considering the terrain differences, there might be deviations. But since this whole area was mountainous, with towns and villages likely to be sparsely distributed where clues could exist, this margin of error had little impact.

Three villages, one small town similar in size to Seabreath.

These were all the human settlements reachable — of course, if this game... Let's just consider this cyclic world as a game. If the designer of this game were crazy enough to put the main quest clues in some remote mountainside cave or on a small coral island in the sea, Tiran would be at a loss.

After all, that designer is not human, but a real dog.

"Well then... let's search one by one."

Rubbing his temple, Tiran felt a hint of weariness, as he had said he felt exhausted long ago and now it was really starting to get to him.

"I hope I don't collapse before finding any clues... Is there any way to relieve some of this pressure?"

Setting the map aside, Tiran submerged one leg back into the hot water, holding onto the knee of the other leg with both hands, his forehead lightly resting on the back of his hand.

Princess Tiran, who had slightly cleared her mind, stared at her own thighs, the fair skin appearing even smoother and more radiant after the hot water bath, exuding an enticing luster.

Oh right, isn't there a simple and quick way to relieve stress?

The princess's train of thought derailed as her gaze drifted up along her thighs for a moment... Wait, what am I thinking! Tiran's face instantly turned red, thankful that only she knew about that thought just now. Ugh, I'm really tired, better go rinse off with cold water and then go back to sleep!

Just as the princess was somewhat frantically kicking off her wooden sandals to grab a towel, voices suddenly came from outside the door.

"So exhausted... I'm never doing temporary patrols again, even if that guy Shan Yan offers more money. Have to wake up early tomorrow, is this something a human should do? Bath... bath..."

"Tsk, if you add a couple more gold pieces, there will be people breaking their heads to go... Damn."

Two equally yawning and bleary-eyed temporary guards pushed the door open directly, but were completely awakened by the sight before them.

Waist-length hair, skin as fair as snow, partially exposed bosom... oh sorry, scratch that part, a blush still lingering on her pretty face...

"Is this... Miss Tiran?!” The two temporary guards gawked, but their consciousness ended there, as they immediately fainted.

Behind them, Miss Tiran, who had just used a physical memory erasure technique, wrapped herself in a towel and didn't forget to viciously kick the two guys a few times.

Damn it! Not just anyone can lay eyes on this lady's body!

Except for Aya, that guy... the force of memory erasure couldn't move him, a bit more force might even smash Aya's head. Hmm.

...something seems off?

...

After who knows how many cycles had passed.

On the fourth day afternoon of the N+1th loop, during a break in their duty shift, Tiran took Shoya to the empty space in the courtyard used for training.

"Training again? Breathing technique?" Shoya asked, carrying a bamboo sword.

"Mm-hmm." Tiran nodded, raising the bamboo sword in her hand to assume a basic swordsmanship stance, focusing her spirit to regulate her breathing. Soon, she could feel her heart rate increasing, with her muscles slightly trembling under the impact of the warm flow.

"Please... spare us." Shoya, holding the bamboo sword, covered his face unwillingly. "Your physical fitness was already scary enough to begin with, and now you're mastering the breathing technique so quickly... You just learned it the day before yesterday and today you can already maintain it perfectly..."

"Well..." Tiran glanced away a bit guiltily.

Of course she didn't just learn it the day before yesterday; she had been practicing this breathing technique for who knows how many cycles already, so it was normal to have some proficiency. This was Tiran's way of relaxing amidst her endless exploration and pondering of clues, and before that, she even used several seven-day cycles to do things that were usually impossible for her.

For example, if a chef challenges the Chinese cuisine, runs to a village and deceives people with modern physics and chemistry knowledge to be worshipped as immortals, or spends several rounds rallying people to overthrow a noble in charge of a town...

Anyway, it will refresh in seven days, so it's okay to play a little excessively, right? By the way, in just seven days of the round of rallying people to overthrow the nobles, Seabreath managed to mobilize the entire working class, like fishermen and farmers, on this side of the map. They even raised a peasant revolutionary army. Tiran even suspected that with a few more months, he could declare the rise of the Morninglight people in Kyoto on the strength of the masses...

It seems like I have a talent for revolution... Brother, aren't you considering using some means to recruit me? Ahem!

It wasn't until after a round where he kicked through all the dojos and sword schools within seven days that Tiran realized this breathing technique seemed interesting.

In a world without Magic and Chi, the breathing technique seemed to be the defining factor between cultivators and ordinary people. When used, although there were no fancy special effects, it effectively enhanced physical abilities, and the enhancement was in percentage.

Someone like Tiran, who already had physical strength comparable to Aya, could strengthen further using the breathing technique and defeat a knight with sheer physical strength.

Although learning it was a bit painful...

To this day, Tiran still remembers the round when he first learned the breathing technique and couldn't find the feeling of the breath no matter what. Sogetsu directly taught him a set of farmer's three punches, almost making him vomit the breakfast and lunch from that day.

But it was effective, at least after a few punches, he firmly remembered the flow of breath during inhalation and exhalation. After countless rounds of practice, he finally got the hang of it.

Even the princess herself started to admire herself. Clearly just a demo version unable to leave the newbie village, yet could come up with so many variations, and the breathing technique proved that as long as there was something to accumulate, even without Chi, one could train to become a Sword God.

"At this level, there should be no problem with mastering the breathing technique. The rest is to try to keep improving your body. It's a matter of accumulation, and I can't teach you anything more."

After receiving Sogetsu's evaluation, the princess, who aspired to become the next generation Sword God of Tilipak, finally somewhat contentedly retracted her heart.

"Well, it seems like I've looped through four, five, six, seven, eight, I don't know how many cycles..."

On the second floor of the temporary guard's tower, the princess leaned against the railing and looked into the distance.

She hadn't noticed before, but the location of this tower was quite nice, providing a direct view of the square with the statues and the Tairaeda family mansion.

"So, it's time to do something meaningful next and end this infinite loop of the game, right?"