Even if we have time on our hands, we must not be complacent.

Bio

An earnest and stern youngster. His goal in life is to become a qualified butler. In fact, some people think of him as being far too reserved.

Food Introduction

Brownies are one of the most common desserts. It's delicious coco flavor and dense texture creates an amazing pallet experience. Kids love it and so do adults! But don't eat too much as it contains a lot of sugar.

Other Info

How to Acquire

Associated Events

Initial Stats

Power.png Soul Power 1310
Attack.png Attack 41
Defense.png Defense 17
Health.png HP 299
Crit. Rate.png Crit Rate 942
Crit. Damage.png Crit Dmg 923
Attack Speed.png Atk Spd 966

Skills

Critical Time Out Basic Skill Lvl
Skill-Brownie-Normal.png Brownie warms up his weapon as light beams begin to gather, causing each of his next 3 basic attacks to deal 24 extra damage. 1
Fire Cannon Extinguisher Energy Skill Lvl
Skill-Brownie-Energy.png The front tip of Brownie's weapon unleashes a blazing beam of light, followed by nonstop bombardment of the farthest enemy unit, dealing 100% of the Food Soul's Atk stat as damage plus 411 extra damage. 1
Super Fire Cannon Extinguisher Link Skill Lvl
Skill-Brownie-Link.png The front tip of Brownie's gun unleashes a blazing beam of light, dealing 120% of the Food Soul's Atk stat as damage to the farthest enemy unit, plus 493 extra damage. Napoleon Cake.png 1

Cute by Contrast Lvl Auto
Skill-Cute by Contrast.png In Balcony, reservation rate for VIP Girl raised by 16% (+16% per level, up to a maximum of 160%). 1

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Voice Lines

EN JP CN
Contract Hello, you summoned me. I am Brownie. Thank you for allowing me this opportunity to assist you. I will do my best.
Log In Welcome back, Master Attendant. I shall prepare some hot tea for you.
Ice Arena I will constantly improve myself in order to be the most capable butler.
Skills Target confirmed in attack range.
Ascend As your butler, I can do all manner of things.
Fatigue In this scene, I lose my job as the butler.
Recovering Master Attendant, I unexpectedly left you in an anxious state of mind...
Team Formation Appearance: tidy. Weapons: loaded. Ready for take-off.
Knockout No, I cannot be defeated...
Notice Master Attendant, the food is ready.
Idle 1 Even if we have time on our hands, we must not be complacent.
Idle 2 Yikes! I almost fell asleep. What a close call.
Interaction 1 Master Attendant, there is often some residual heat left on the body of the gun. Please be careful not to burn your hands.
Interaction 2 If there is an issue, please tell me without hesitation.
Interaction 3 No need to worry, I will handle everything.
Pledge Yes, Master Attendant, your wish is my command. Huh? Is this really a command? Wait, wait a moment... is this... what you mean?
Intimacy 1 Huh? Smile? Well, if this is your command, then I'll just... you see, is this okay?
Intimacy 2 Uh, M... Master Attendant, you're... you're leaning too close.
Intimacy 3 Master Attendant... Thank you for choosing me... I... no, never mind.

Skins

Deadly Agent
Skin-Brownie-Deadly Agent.png

Icon-Skin-Brownie-Deadly Agent.png

What an honor, to carry out a mission with Mistress Black Tea. It's just......why is the outfit you've given me a maid's costume with cat ears?
— Brownie
15 Days Sign In event, Food Soul's Wish event, Grand Dress-Up event.


Food Souls

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Sprites

Long Bao Chibi 4.png Notice
This Story has been fan-translatedby SnowflakeBerrystar.. Official translations will be added when they become available.


I. Land of Ice and Snow

"Uwaah! It's so cold here, much colder than the border!"

Stepping onto the frozen soil of Nevras, a fog left Napoleon’s mouth as he glanced up at the sky. He rubbed his hands with the little girl beside him.

"Good thing we bought you a cotton coat. You wouldn’t have made it this far if you were wearing what you wore before.”

Napoleon and I bumped into this little girl on the road. Or rather, we found her.

She looked like she was only ten, dressed in rags and passed out on the side of the road. It was a heart-wrenching sight.

Napoleon discovered her first, and we brought her back to our home together.

At first, we wanted to ask her where she lived and planned to send her there after she woke up. What we didn’t expect for the question took us all the way to Nevras, a place we’ve rarely been to.

She didn’t tell us much about herself. Without much information to go off of, we had no choice but to ask along as we went. There was no way we’d let a little girl walk home from Gloriville to Nevras all by herself. I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night if something happened to her, and I believe Napoleon feels the same way.

However, we hadn’t told her we were Food Souls yet.

"Is it this way?"

The girl wrapped her thick cloak tighter and stood on her toes, trying her best to peer at the village that sat at the end of the path.

"According to the information you gave and what we’ve investigated, this should be the right direction. But the sun is going down. Let's pitch a tent somewhere and rest.”

"Okay..."

The girl, clearly unsatisfied, gave a disgruntled reply. Napoleon, on the other hand, was excited to finally get some rest.

"Brownie, are there any sweets left?"

"I’m afraid they’re finished. Please bear with it for another day.”

“Ah, I’m gonna go into withdraaawl..."

In Nevras, autumn might as well have been winter, and the freezing night winds were not merciful with their vicious claws. The girl was still young and not fast on foot. All we could do was camp out for the night and continue gathering information from the next village tomorrow.

Instead of just watching, the girl did her best to help me as I set up the tent. Although, this only begun recently.

At first, I couldn't believe she was only ten. She always had an unfitting, gloomy look on her face, void of a child’s energy.

She wasn’t close to us but didn’t ask for help when she'd run into trouble with something either. She probably didn’t completely trust us yet.

I thought she was simply raised that way as a child from an upper-class family, and that she couldn’t lose face even when receiving help from others.

Luckily, Napoleon is good at gaining other people’s trust. His self-confident and gentle nature grabs other people’s attention.

During the day, Napoleon, a child's king, amused her and even shared his favorite sweets with her in exchange for a smiling travel companion. At night, it was I who comforted her after she woke up from her nightmares and gave her some peace of mind.

I was on night watch again that night. After the girl woke up from her nightmare, I comforted her as usual, drying her tears. I never asked about her dreams and always waited until she calmed down before leaving her be. Surprisingly, this time she grabbed the edge of my clothes and whispered:

"Thank you."

I froze for a moment before smiling at her. Did this mean she finally trusted us?

II. The Strange Food Soul

The next day, Napoleon let me leave for town first. Although it was supposedly so I could buy him the sweets he was whining about, so he could eat them as soon as we met up later, it was actually because I wanted to gather information first. That way, when they arrive in town, we might be able to shorten the holdup time and send her to her destination earlier. No matter how we try to explain it, the impression given off by two big men with a little girl is never a good one.

The atmosphere in the towns of Nevras is completely different from those of Gloriville. The people who live here surrounded by frost are much more hostile than the people of Gloriville, who essentially grow up in a greenhouse.

In town, I saw someone who’d been robbed. Waving a knife, he chased that despicable thief and hollered curses. It wasn’t hard to imagine what would happen once he caught up.

I hadn’t processed it yet when the thief ran past me. It was when the man waving a knife followed that I realized someone could die at this rate. However, someone went after them first.

Or, rather, he flew.

A pair of mechanical wings engulfed in blue flames swooped down to the thief. The wind knocking the thief to the ground, he took the stolen object from the thief's arms and gave it back to the owner, who had just caught up.

It didn’t look like the owner planned to let the thief go, wanting to teach him a lesson while he was still down in shock. But that person stood as still as a rock in front of the thief, facing the owner--who not only didn’t thank him but even began threatening him--with a stony face. He didn’t even curse back.

There was no doubt he was a Food Soul like me, yet at the same time, the feeling he gave off was a “mechanical” one.

Suddenly, he asked a question.

"Do you know where the Catacombs are?"

"Ha? The hell’re you askin’ somethin’ like that for? Get outta the way before I shank ya good!”

That man must have been able to tell he was a Food Soul, which would explain why he didn’t actually make a move. It was just a bluff. I’m sure that as soon as he leaves, the man won’t hesitate to teach the thief a lesson.

"Do you know where the Catacombs are?" He repeated. A passerby answered his question.

"Go out of town and keep walking north, it’s by the Polar Snowfield...but why are you going there?"

"Thank you."

He thanked the person but didn’t answer his question, helping the thief, who was still on the ground, up instead.

"Don't kill him. Send him to the sheriff."

Once he finished speaking, he let go of the thief and flew away.

The owner watched him fly away and spat in the direction he left.

"Can even you Food Souls lose yer screws up there too? Y’all live for so long and got such a long road ahead of ya, yet ya go lookin’ to die.”

Listening to the owner, I felt confused too. Even in Gloriville, I’ve heard of the dangers of the Catacombs. Why was he so insistent on going there?

But before I could give it another thought, the owner was already marching over to the thief. I hurried over and caught the thief before he could escape again.

"Please stop. Do not punish him by your own hand. I shall take him to the sheriff where he will receive proper punishment."

Although that Food Soul was strange enough to warrant concern, the girl takes priority at the moment. I should finish what’s in front of me first.

Perhaps I’d be able to get some information about that girl’s family from the sheriff too.

III. Girl

I didn’t learn anything about the girl’s family in the end. Not even the sheriff, who came in from another country to stand in, knew much. You could say it was a dead end. All we could do was go back to square one and keep searching.

"Why aren’t they here yet..."

With the sweets I bought in town, I waited near the town entrance to meet up with Napoleon. However, as the time we agreed to meet upon came, they were still nowhere in sight.

At first, I wondered if Napoleon got a bit carried away with playing with the girl on the way here, thus slowing down. But the longer I waited, the more something felt off. Napoleon always keeps his promises. Something must have happened.

I rushed out of town to look for Napoleon and the girl and was hardly surprised to hear the sound of fighting in the suburbs--a fallen angel.

Near a grove, Napoleon was fighting a humanoid Fallen Angel alone. Without a second thought, I took the gun barrel slung over my back and joined the fray to help him defeat it.

It wasn’t until the grove became silent once more that I asked Napoleon,

"Where’s the girl?"

As soon as Napoleon heard me mention the girl, his victorious glee immediately changed to annoyed complaining.

"As soon as she saw me fighting the fallen angel, she turned and ran! As if she didn't think I'd win!"

I sighed and had no choice but to reassure Napoleon that it was normal for little girls to get scared and run away after seeing a fallen angel and that it wasn’t because she didn’t trust him.

I still remembered her thanking me the night before and falling asleep soon after. If it wasn't because she trusted us enough to feel safe, then what else could it have been?

"We’ve already found one fallen angel. We can’t rule out the possibility of others nearby, so we have to find her quick. She'll be in danger if she runs into one."

"Un~der~stood~ What about my sweets? I want to refill my sugar levels first!"

"Here, eat it on the way."

Going in the direction she bolted off, it didn’t take us long to find her. She didn’t pay attention when she ran along the rugged landscape of the woods and fell down a hill, twisting her ankle. It was so swollen that she couldn't walk.

I knelt in front of her and tried to pick her up, but didn’t expect to be swatted away.

"Don’t get any closer, you Food Souls!"

I stared in astonishment at the girl, who was completely different from before. The look of terror and hatred on her face was one we’d never seen even when we first found her.

Humans have always relied on food souls to protect themselves and their homes. Even if they misunderstood each other occasionally, they’d never go so far as to hatefully drive away their rescuers.

What on earth was it...that made her hate Food Souls so much?

"Even nonsense should have a limit, you!"

Napoleon, who’s usually easygoing as long as he has sweets, angrily raised his voice at a girl no older than ten.

"It’s us Food Souls who agreed to find your family, and it’s also us Food Souls who saved you from those Fallen Angels, you know!”

The girl, who never cried in front of us before except for when we first met, froze in the face of Napoleon’s yelling before wailing and hitting both of us, to our surprise.

I took out my handkerchief, about to dry her tears when she threw herself into my arms, choking out a request like the first time we met.

"Please...help me!"

IV. The Catacombs

"She fell asleep..."

After crying and telling us everything, the girl, who had been terrorized enough for a day, finally grew exhausted and fell asleep in my arms.

Looking at the girl's sleeping face stricken with tears, I processed everything we just learned.

She was born into a well-off family, but lost everything in a horrible incident. The culprit? A food soul--a mechanically-winged, flame-tipped, machine-like food soul.  

The girl thought she was doomed to die like her parents, but the food soul hesitated just as he was about to kill her. She took her chance, broke free of his clutch, and escaped, running all the way out of the city they were in. He didn’t catch up to her.

Suddenly homeless, seeds of hatred were sewn in her heart. Yet, she was too weak to get revenge.

All she could do was search for someone to rely on before going to look for the murderer.

And that food soul she spoke of...

"This kid sure went through a lot. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have yelled at her like that. I’ll leave some more sweets for her tomorrow.”

Napoleon clutched his hat, his tone as relaxed as ever. He didn’t look like he was planning to accept the girl’s request.

"The food soul she mentioned...I saw him."

I picked up the girl and headed back towards town with Napoleon. After hesitating for a bit, I decided to tell him everything I saw.

"...But he doesn't seem like a vile person."

Afraid that I would wake up the girl, I lowered my voice.

"And...it looks like he went to the Catacombs alone."

"To the Catacombs alone?! That’s basically suicide! Why would someone perfectly fine go looking for death? Or does he want to atone for his past?”

"I don't know… But even though I’ve only seen him once, he didn’t give me the impression of a killer. Perhaps there’s more than meets the eye."

"Is that your intuition? Holy crap, you’re actually judging people on your intuition!” Napoleon stared at me in astonishment, as if I’d just told a joke.

"Not my intuition… He saved someone." I retorted in a low voice.

"He isn’t the type of person to disregard life."

"You don’t know if he was planning to kill the thief or not... Besides, isn’t he going to the Catacombs or something? If he dies there, this kid gets her revenge anyway.”

"Let’s go find him. If there really is more than meets the eye, we might be able to find out the truth behind the murder of her family. If he dies there, then we’ll never know. Aren’t you curious?”

"It’s not like clearing up the truth is a bad idea. I am a little curious, to be honest… But aren’t you a bit too worked up over this?”

In the face of Napoleon’s inquiry, I looked down at the sleeping girl. The image of that food soul saying “don’t kill him” surfaced in my mind.

Even if he is really a murderer, there must be a reason. I want to know the truth.

No matter what the truth is, I have to give it to this ten-year-old girl.

Even if it’s just for the sake of the trust she put in us.

She chose to trust us this time. It’s only fair we tell her not all food souls are bad people.

"I hope she can make peace with her hatred towards food souls."

In the end, Napoleon agreed to my request. We settled the girl down in town for the time being and asked someone to take care of her until we came back.

As we were leaving, the girl clutched my arm and told us to come back safely. Napoleon and I promised we would.

We would come back with the truth.

V. Brownie

Brownie used to be an ordinary butler, dedicated and serious.

His Master Attendant was a well-known bookseller but lost the books he’d collected his entire life to someone else over a bet. And he himself, because of a bet, became Napoleon Cake’s Aide-de-Camp--or to say, his personal support staff.

Although Brownie wasn’t very used to Napoleon Cake’s exaggerated way of doing things at first, as he lived by his side he was no longer as reserved as he used to be.

Of course, this was mainly because Napoleon Cake never did things by the book, leaving Brownie no choice but to change his old way of relying on orders to do things.

One day, they met a girl whose parents were killed by a food soul.  

The girl only knew the one side she saw of her family’s accident, but was that one side she saw the truth? Just like the bet that Brownie's Master Attendant lost, the other party only needed him to see what he needed to see and not the way he was cheated.

Who knew that Brownie would encounter B-52, the food soul who killed the girl's parents?

When Brownie first saw B-52, he could tell he was someone who cherished life. Why else would he protect a reviled thief from getting killed?

But it was this same food soul who so cruelly slaughtered a little girl’s entire family.

Brownie couldn’t figure it out. How could the same person’s actions be so different?

It wasn’t hard to convince Napoleon Cake to uncover the truth with him, nor was it hard to find B-52 in the Catacombs. Following a trail of evaporating blood, they saw a food soul surrounded by fallen angels.

A feeble B-52 was collapsed on the ground.

"Phew, just in time. Good thing he’s not gone yet... Brownie, hurry and pick him up! We’ll treat him when we get back, but for now--retreat!"

Brownie and Napoleon Cake brought a weak B-52 back to the inn they were staying at. Brownie stayed by B-52’s side looking after him until he woke up, just like he did with the little girl.

"I’m...alive."

Brownie sat by the bed and looked at B-52 calmly.

"We saved you."

"...Thank you."

"No need to thank us… Would you mind telling me why you went to the Catacombs?"

"...I wanted to prove that I’m not a "machine”."

Perhaps because of the pain and death he’d just experienced, B-52 finally understood what “living” was. He told the first person he saw after his “rebirth”, Brownie, that he didn’t want to die. He wanted to live.

B-52 lay on the bed and calmly stared at Brownie. Brownie, on the other hand, looked surprised and uncertain, not knowing what to ask next.

However, he had to get the truth from B-52. Napoleon Cake and the girl were next door, waiting for his reply. There was no other way. Brownie bluntly asked B-52 about that girl’s family.

To his surprise, B-52 told him everything. Whether it was Spaghetti’s cursed stone and how he killed for riches, or how he used him as a killing machine and made him do his dirty work, he told him every little thing.

"...Why are you telling me this?"

"Why shouldn’t I?"

"Because..."

Brownie shook his head and didn’t say anything.

It made sense for someone who was betrayed to get revenge on the person who betrayed him.

"What are you going to do from now on?"

"I don't know..."

B-52 went silent for so long that Brownie thought he really didn’t know. But then, he spoke. As simple as they were, his words moved Brownie again.

"I want to...feel more...feelings of being alive."

A wish so simple that others would find it incredible was B-52’s life goal.

And the girl who escaped from him, although only ten years old, understood that desire to live more than Brownie did.

Although she still couldn't forgive him, she knew that it wouldn’t truly be revenge even if she did kill him. The real culprit was still somewhere in Nevras, patting himself on the back for being such a good manipulator.

The girl, tears in her eyes, looked up at a thoughtful Napoleon Cake.

"Could you please...do me another favor?"

Notes

Edited Notice: The below text has been revised and edited by Revelery while still retaining its meaning and story details.

Normal Nodes
Attack.png Attack 288
Defense.png Defense 66
Health.png HP 2153
Crit. Rate.png Crit. Rate 6334
Crit. Damage.png Crit. Damage 9120
Attack Speed.png Attack Speed 4940
Normal Node Details
Node Stat Boost
1 Atk +30
Atk +61
2 HP +359
HP +718
3 Atk Spd +2470
Atk Spd +4940
4 Def +33
Def +66
5 HP +718
HP +1435
6 Atk +30
Atk +61
Atk +91
7 Up: Crit Rate +704
Down: Crit Dmg +1013
Up: Crit Rate +1407
Down: Crit Dmg +2027
Up: Crit Rate +2111
Down: Crit Dmg +3040
8 Up: Basic skill effect +2%
Down: Energy skill effect +2%
Up: Basic skill effect +5%
Down: Energy skill effect +5%
Up: Basic skill effect +10%
Down: Energy skill effect +10%
9 Atk +34
Atk +68
Atk +102
Atk +136
10 Crit Dmg +1520
Crit Dmg +3040
Crit Dmg +4560
Crit Dmg +6080
11 Crit Rate +1056
Crit Rate +2111
Crit Rate +3167
Crit Rate +4223
Fire Cannon Extinguisher
Artifact-Brownie.png
Artifact Icon-Brownie.png
Togi Node I - Crit Rate
Antler Togi.png In battle, one's ATK SPD increases
6.6 (8.2,9.9,11.7,13.6,15.7,18.2,21.4,25.2,30)
%
Striped Togi.png In battle, one's Crit Dmg increases
6.6 (8.2,9.9,11.7,13.6,15.7,18.2,21.4,25.2,30)
%
Bushy Togi.png In battle, one's Crit Strike increases
6.6 (8.2,9.9,11.7,13.6,15.7,18.2,21.4,25.2,30)
%


Togi Node II - HP
Antler Togi.png After a crit strike, attacks the nearest enemy, dealing ATK
38 (46,55,64,74,85,98,115,135,160)
% dmg plus
45 (89,138,187,241,299,370,459,566,700)
extra dmg.
Striped Togi.png After a crit strike, attacks the two nearest enemies, dealing ATK
26 (32,39,46,54,62,72,85,100,120)
% dmg plus
32 (64,99,134,172,213,264,328,404,500)
extra dmg.
Bushy Togi.png After a crit strike, attacks the three nearest enemies, dealing ATK
20 (25,31,37,44,51,59,70,83,100)
% dmg plus
19 (38,59,80,103,128,159,197,243,300)
extra dmg.


Togi Node III - Attack
Antler Togi.png Casts 1 special basic skill every 15s: attacks nearest enemy, dealing ATK
27 (35,43,52,61,71,83,98,117,140)
% dmg and preventing target from receiving healing, lasting 6s.
Striped Togi.png Casts 1 special basic skill every 15s: attacks nearest enemy, dealing ATK
30 (40,51,62,75,88,104,124,149,180)
% as dmg and boosting skill dmg received by target
7 (10,13,17,20,24,28,34,41,50)
%, lasting 6s.
Bushy Togi.png Casts 1 special basic skill every 15s: attacks nearest enemy, dealing ATK
30 (40,51,62,75,88,104,124,149,180)
% dmg and also dealing ATK
6 (8,9,11,13,15,18,21,25,30)
% dmg per sec, lasting 4s.


Togi Node IV - Crit Dmg
Antler Togi.png After a crit strike, there is a
7 (9,11,14,17,19,23,27,33,40)
% chance of boosting one's energy 70 pts.
Striped Togi.png After a basic attack, there is a
7 (9,11,14,17,19,23,27,33,40)
% chance of boosting one's energy 20 pts.
Bushy Togi.png After casting a skill, there is a
7 (9,11,14,17,19,23,27,33,40)
% chance of boosting one's energy 40 pts.


Togi Node V - Crit Rate
Antler Togi.png Casting a basic skill will dispel any buff effects from the nearest enemy, with a
19 (24,29,35,40,47,54,64,75,90)
% chance of guaranteeing one's next two basic atks will crit.
Striped Togi.png Casting a basic skill will dispel any buff effects from the nearest enemy. If target HP is <15%, there's a
14 (18,23,28,34,39,47,55,66,80)
% chance of killing the target (8s CD).
Bushy Togi.png After a basic skill is cast, it will dispel any buff effects from the nearest enemy, also boosting one's ATK
50 (62,77,92,110,127,147,175,207,250)
%, lasting 4s.

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