Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

Pilemon glared fiercely at Rudius, who had lost the ability to resist, and soon sneered.

"But your arrogance only lasts until now. I've already sent people to contact the surrounding Knights Templar, and they'll be sending someone to capture you in a few days! You should think about how to deal with the Miris Cult when the time comes."

"Wei, break his legs and put him in the dungeon!"

"Before I hand him over to the Knights, I will make him pay for what he just did!"

After saying that, Pilermon sneered and turned away.

Rudeus gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and roared in anger:

"Pilemon! I'm asking you where Sylphy is!"

"Answer me, where is she?"

"I tell you, Pilemon, if you dare to hurt Sylphy, I will kill your whole family—"

"Gala——"

With a crisp sound, Rudius' legs were broken by Vi Ta.

Even so, he still clenched his teeth, staring at Pilemon's departing back, murderous intent in his eyes.

But Pilemon said nothing in the end.

A moment later, Rudius was thrown into the dungeon of Notos's house by Vi Ta.

Heavy shackles locked his entire body, making him unable to move.

The wounds on his hands stopped bleeding after simple treatment, but his broken legs were not healed.

"Bam—"

As the heavy dungeon door closed, Rudeus' heart sank to the bottom.

He looked at the dark dungeon ceiling, and the bitterness in his heart gradually spread. In the end, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shed tears. The tears slid down his cheeks and the corners of his mouth, carrying deep regret, bitter and astringent.

He knew it was all over.

No one will come to help yourself.

Because the person who would unconditionally lend a helping hand to me is no longer with me...

Chapter 155: Meeting

When did things start going wrong?

Just a few years ago, I thought my life was finally getting better, starting to get back on track. Even though my mother had become like that, at least she survived, and Paul and Miricion were living well. Everything should have been this way...

However, since Ron's death, everything seems to have changed.

First it was Ron, then Cliff, then Lokixi...

Now even Sylphy is...

ended.

It's really over.

In this life that I have a second chance to live, no matter how hard I try, it will still be disgraceful.

After all, this is all I have. I always say I want to show my real ability, but every time I suffer a little setback, I become depressed and in the end I still have to rely on others to persevere.

His whole body was locked in iron chains.

There is not even a glimmer of room for resistance.

Rudeus stared at the cold ceiling of the dungeon, his thoughts drifting.

As he drifted, he thought of Ron again.

He'd been thinking about Ron a lot lately.

Ron's charisma wasn't entirely unfounded. He wasn't a genius, nor was he an intellectually gifted character. He'd get flustered when faced with unexpected situations, and like himself, he'd even struggled with relationships...

But Rudius always felt that without Ron, the world was like something was missing.

Sure enough, when we were in the Demon Continent, it would have been better for Ron to survive than for himself... After all, he was the type of person who would make the world a better place as long as he was alive. If I died, Ron would probably take good care of his family.

Ron clearly fought hard to protect himself and survived.

But after losing Roxy, he spent his days drinking and visiting brothels to play with women. Not only did he break Sylphy's heart, but even Noren looked at him like trash. It seemed that he had secretly discussed with Sylphy about going to Milicion...

It's really outrageous.

Rudeus smiled silently, not because he was sad that his life was about to end, but because he felt sorry for having failed to live up to the expectations of many people.

He also tried to break free, but he was unable to use magic and was completely helpless against the chains.

What's more, there might be that chubby guy outside the cell.

This is the case.

No matter how you think about it, you are doomed.

So Rudeus closed his eyes.

……

……

……

In this silent basement, I can't see the sun and don't know the time.

I don't know how much time passed like this.

Suddenly, Rudeus felt the sound of subtle footsteps above his head.

The Notos mansion was well-insulated, but the basement was so quiet that even the slightest noise could be heard. Meanwhile, the footsteps overhead were incredibly noisy, accompanied by shouting and cursing, making it impossible not to notice.

"Are the people from the Church of Saint Miris here?"

Rudeus took a deep breath.

Because he hadn't eaten or drunk anything for a long time, he had no strength left in his body. He probably couldn't even run away...

If only I could be immortal like Ron.

Thinking of this, Rudius couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

If Ron were still alive, seeing the situation he was in, he would have rushed over to save him in a rage...

"Boom——"

The entire mansion shook violently.

The vibration was so strong that even Rudeus in the basement could feel dust falling from the ceiling.

Rudeus couldn't help but be stunned.

The footsteps overhead became heavier, and from time to time there was the sound of metal clashing, faintly mixed with someone's angry growl.

Just as Rudius was stunned, he heard a muffled "bang" sound, and the dungeon door was suddenly opened from the outside, and a round and short figure rushed in front of him.

"V. Ta?"

Rudius' voice was hoarse. He didn't know why the other party suddenly came here.

But at this moment, another pair of footsteps sounded in the basement.

The footsteps were extremely fast.

Like a gust of wind and lightning, coming from far away.

Before he could react, Vi Ta suddenly cut the chain and pulled him up from the ground.

Rudius hadn't eaten for several days and had no strength in his body, so he could only let him do whatever he wanted.

As soon as he was pulled up, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the dungeon door.

The dungeon's dim lights made it difficult to discern the other person's figure. All I could see was him silently standing at the doorway, holding a large, exaggerated sword. Though he made no unnecessary movements, a single glance filled me with murderous intent and a sense of oppression.

Rudeus slowly widened his eyes.

"do not come!"

A sword was suddenly placed on Rudeus' neck.

Northern King Wei Ta placed his sword against Rudius's neck, staring at the figure at the door with a cold sweat, and whispered:

"If you take another step forward, I'll kill him!"

"I should be the one saying this."

The figure standing at the doorway raised the exaggeratedly large sword as he spoke.

If it was a sword, it would be too big.

Huge, broad, heavy, and rough.

It's just a piece of iron.

The familiar voice made Rudius stiffen for a moment, even his face, which had been distorted by hunger, became distorted. At this moment, he wished so much that all this was true, but no one knew better than him that the man was dead.

"Am I finally hallucinating?"

Rudeus smiled bitterly, feeling that his brain was broken.

I never thought that at the end of my life, I would be fantasizing about that person falling from the sky. It's so embarrassing... But if I think about it carefully, if it's him, it's not so bad.

"V. Ta, Pilemon is dead."

The shadowed figure standing at the door spoke slowly.

"You were just following orders, so there's no direct conflict between us. I don't want to kill you, nor do I want to kill anyone else, but someone insisted on standing in my way, so I had to kill..."

"I'm saying it again now. Put him down and get out of here. This is your only chance of survival."

Hearing what the man said, Wei Ta seemed to be a little shaken.

But feeling the other party's cold murderous intent, he finally gritted his teeth and continued to hold the sword on Rudius' neck.

"You're the one who should give up... Just surrender if you don't want him to die!"

"Really? I made the wrong decision..."

The man seemed to sigh.

He slowly lowered his body and assumed an Iai stance with the giant sword in hand.

Rudeus had seen that posture many times.

It's the stance of a light sword.

Wei Ta shuddered and quickly scolded:

"I'll pierce his throat before you draw your sword!"

"If you can do it, then come and give it a try."

The moment the words fell.

The figure suddenly took a step forward.

In fear, Vi Ta stabbed the sword in his hand towards Rudius' throat, but such a simple action was impossible for him to complete because his entire arm had been cut off in an instant.

His throat was also cut off.

The helmeted head flew silently, blood spurting from the severed neck, staining Rudeus's body crimson. The warm blood splashed on Rudeus, giving him a little strength in his cold, stiff body. The smell of blood finally made him realize that this was not an illusion.

He looked up blankly in front of him.

Ron came forward, smiling.

That face had woken him up from his dreams countless times and he could never forget it.

"I'm late, sorry."

"Ron?"

"it's me."

"Ron...is this really Ron? Or am I dreaming, and all this is just an illusion before I die?"

"Of course it's me..."