Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

"Oh dear~ Your Excellency is so cruel. I was invited from afar as a dancer, and you, as the organizer, are you going to unilaterally reject my enthusiasm?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Elsa took a step forward and brought her beautiful face close to Roswaal's.

A fragrant breeze wafted over, but Roswaal was immediately on high alert, retreating as if electrocuted, his hands instinctively protecting his abdomen.

After Roswaal finished making these moves, he immediately realized that the situation was not good.

Elsa's eyes revealed an undisguised, manic joy; she was now certain that there was something wrong with the person in front of her.

"Oh no, I've gone out of character."

Roswaal, with a sour expression, slowly raised his head to look at Elsa.

To be precise, it was Green who used "transformation" to become Roswaal.

"Ooh c? Is that a magic spell? Unfortunately, Mr. Counterfeit Earl, no matter what kind of magic it is, at this distance, your intestines will definitely rush out of your body before the magic power does."

With that, Elsa reached behind her waist with her right hand.

She's about to draw her sword!

I'm about to be stabbed!

"Wait a minute, Miss Elsa, I have something else to say!"

Green shouted frantically, trying to seize a sliver of hope.

Elsa's movements paused slightly. She looked at Green with interest and smiled coldly, "Oh dear~ any last words you want to say?"

Green hurriedly pulled a bright red fruit from his pocket and said:

"Hey beautiful, how about you eat an apple to calm down?"

chap!

With a flash of light, the apple was sliced ​​in half horizontally. If Green hadn't pulled his hand back quickly, it probably would have been chopped into Doraemon's shape.

Are you kidding me?

A rare glint of fire appeared in Elsa's eyes.

"A cunning rabbit, an apple laced with poison—how stupid would someone have to be to willingly eat it?"

"Wow, dare you say that again in front of the Sun Princess?!"

Green muttered something as he backed away.

"Oh, so it was someone involved! That's great! This makes things much easier to resolve."

Elsa took off her cloak, revealing her stunning figure.

Green's casual mention of the Sun Princess confirmed to Elsa that he was on Priscilla's side.

But the thought of a new character who could cut open her stomach brought a sickly smile to Elsa's face.

"Oh my, this is the first time I've ever wielded a knife against my 'employer'~ This strange feeling, could it be the legendary~ feeling of transgression~ Ah~ So good~"

"hiss!"

Green shivered, a chill running down his spine.

"Here's the badge. I have something to attend to, so I'll be going now!"

After saying that, Green threw the object in his hand towards Elsa, and then quickly turned around and ran away.

Ding!

Elsa caught it with her left hand, which was not holding the knife. She spread her fingers and saw that it was not a badge, but a worn silver coin.

Veins were faintly visible on her snow-white forehead.

"Haha~ What an adorable thing to do! This time I'm going to use the back of the knife to cut open your sausage casing!"

"Help! Murder! Fire! Indecent assault!"

As he ran, Green shouted, constantly uttering words that would attract attention.

But to be fair, Green was quite fast, and for a moment he pulled ahead of Elsa.

Elsa's high-heeled boots sank into the sewage with a sound as soft as a cat's, yet each step felt like stepping on Green's eardrums, as if death would descend at any moment.

When the northern scimitar is drawn, there is no fancy metallic scraping sound, only a short, cold "clang," like an ice lake bursting open.

The blade was so thin it was almost transparent, yet it gleamed with a cold, eerie blue light under the moonlight. With a casual flick of her wrist, the back of the blade slid along her forearm, the edge cutting through the air with a faint whistling sound.

"They're here!"

Green immediately turned and blocked the shot.

clang!

A metallic clanging sound rang out, dull yet powerful.

Elsa's scimitar got stuck in a golden hand mirror.

"Ah! Master, please don't do this to me! My mirror is going to get scratched!"

Clang, clang, clang!

The two exchanged blows several more times, and chips appeared on the edge of the magic mirror.

"Help! Killer Mirror!"

Elsa seized the opportunity and delivered a sweeping kick that struck Green squarely in the abdomen.

Green was sent flying backwards, and in the instant he created distance, he also used magic.

"Shadow Devour!"

The shadows in the darkness came to life.

It first seeped out from under Green's feet, like a flattened centipede, crawling along the base of the wall towards Elsa.

Elsa seemed to sense something, and with a light tap of her toes, she shifted three feet to the side without warning.

The curved blade trailed a silver arc, slicing the shadow that had missed its target in half.

A sharp cracking sound erupted from the darkness, like a disk falling to the ground. The shadow, broken in two, let out a cry like a baby before instantly turning into black smoke and dissipating.

"Damn, it can even slice through shadows?"

"A gauze curtain!"

There was no other way; Green's attack was ineffective, so they had to resort to ink spraying.

The thick black fog enveloped the surroundings, giving Green a golden opportunity to escape.

"Master, Master, run south quickly! The coordinates of the Sword Saint you're looking for have suddenly appeared!"

The magic mirror, not wanting to be beaten anymore, quickly gave Green some advice.

Green had no time to think and fled according to the route given by the magic mirror.

In the blink of an eye, Elsa emerged from the black mist.

This skill is truly rubbish; it seems only effective against minions. For skilled players, being able to control the enemy for three to five seconds is considered lucky.

"A talking mirror... could it be an elf? I wonder if I could find some warm internal organs if I sliced ​​open its surface..."

Elsa gently touched her flushed cheek with one hand and gracefully followed in Green's direction.

As if sensing something was about to happen, the demonic image urged, "Master, run faster! I feel like that crazy woman wants to dissect me! Waaaaah, it's so scary!"

"Hey, shut up! I'm running!"

Green sprinted desperately, occasionally knocking over objects standing around him in an attempt to stop Elsa from chasing after him.

Before long, he will be able to run out of the slum area.

Just cross the alleyway in front of you and you'll reach the residential area!

call out!

A whooshing sound rang out as a flying blade hurtled towards them.

Green's alarm bells rang in his mind, and he grabbed the magic mirror as a racket to smash the ball.

Ouch!

The flying blade was deflected and stuck straight into the ground.

"Oh my god! Master, I'm disfigured! Waaaaah!"

The magic mirror let out a wail, vowing to get Grimm a handy weapon, preferably a shield.

In the blink of an eye, Green finally rushed out of the alley, and the lingering heat of the sun shone on him once again.

It was already evening, and there were not many pedestrians on the street anymore.

"For the first time, I've felt the world is so beautiful!"

"Master, the person you're looking for is right there!"

Green looked in the direction of the sound and sure enough, he found that fiery red color on the street, the signature hair color of the Astrea family.

The Sword Saint, Reinhard van Astraea, is the strongest in the world! The pinnacle of all Sword Saints, she possesses countless protective abilities.

As soon as that guy makes a move, this damn crazy woman will have to kneel down immediately!

"Get out of here, you bunch of fools! A murderer is coming!"

Green shoved the remaining pedestrians, and his clownish appearance immediately terrified them, causing them to scatter and flee.