Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

That's Sylphy and Alice.

They were covered in dust and came from afar on horseback.

“This…what happened?!”

Sylphy dismounted and ran to Rudeus in panic.

She looked at the mansion that had turned into ruins, Rudius kneeling on the ground, and Lucy, who had become a corpse in Rudius' arms, and stood there in a daze for a moment.

Her lips kept trembling, but she didn't know what to say.

Alice followed closely behind, also at a loss as to what she saw.

For a moment, there was only the sound of rain.

Ron took a deep breath and said:

"The fire was set by the Knights Templar. They took advantage of your absence to kidnap Norn and set the house on fire. If we hadn't rushed back, Aisha and Lucy would have also..."

"How did it become like this?"

Sylphy's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her bright red eyes beneath her sunglasses.

Her slender body swayed and she collapsed on the muddy ground.

His slightly childish face was full of despair.

"It was my fault……"

Rudeus said hoarsely.

"It's all my fault... Sylphy, I was wanted by the Church of Saint Milis, which is why I brought the Knights Templar to my side... It was my self-degradation that disappointed you, and my indifference to you that made you leave without saying goodbye... It's all my fault..."

"No, it's not Rudy's fault!"

Sylphy cried and threw herself into Rudeus' arms.

"It's me... I'm not qualified enough. I didn't fulfill my wifely duties. It's all my fault..."

In the pouring rain, the two hugged each other tightly.

The previous estrangements and contradictions have now disappeared without a trace.

"Stop fucking crying!"

Ron's irritable voice broke the silence.

He looked at Rudeus and Sylphy who were hugging and crying, and had to wake them up.

The dead are dead, but the living are still alive!

Can crying solve problems?

Is now the time to cry?

Crying also counts as time!

"Alice, take good care of Aisha."

Ron handed Aisha to Alice who was standing next to him.

Then he forcibly pulled the eyeball out of the eye socket.

Throw it on the ground and stomp it.

As the power of the Son of God was activated, the superior demonic eye, the Myriad Eyes, was also generated in the eye socket.

"Ugh..."

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched uncontrollably, nearly breaking his teeth, and veins popped out on his forehead.

The backlash from using a higher-level Demonic Eye was much stronger than that from using a lower-level Demonic Eye. Even though he was used to the pain, he still couldn't ignore the pain brought by the backlash.

Soon, Norn's figure appeared in the evil eye.

She was being escorted by members of the Knights Templar and was on her way out of Shalia.

Ron endured the pain and staggered onto the horse.

"Alice..."

"what?"

"Rudeus is in your hands."

After saying that, Ron tightened his grip on the reins.

He rode his horse and galloped in the direction the Knights Temple had left.

Chapter 160: I cannot stand by and watch someone in trouble.

The sound of Ron's horse's hooves faded away.

The rain seemed to be getting heavier.

Rudeus held Lucy's body with a pale face.

He knew it was too late.

His actions killed his own child. Lucy died because of him.

However, Sylphy's inner guilt was no less than Rudeus's.

She knelt on the muddy ground wet by the heavy rain, her tears mixed with the rain, making the world in front of her blurred, and scenes from the past kept appearing before her eyes.

Why did it turn out like this?

Sylphy couldn't help but wonder, if she hadn't abandoned Rudeus and Lucy to follow Ariel, would things not have turned out so badly?

It was he who killed Lucy and caused all this tragedy.

She couldn't forgive herself.

"Rudeus..."

Alice looked at the two silent people, pursed her lips and wanted to say something comforting.

But she was not good at talking.

In the current situation, no matter what I say, it seems too redundant.

No amount of apologies or self-blame seems to be pale and powerless.

Only by letting the cold rain continue to wash over your body can you vaguely feel that the heart in your chest still has warmth.

In this pouring rain, no one spoke for a while.

This silence seemed to last forever.

However, just when everyone was thinking this, the noisy sound of rain around them suddenly stopped.

No. It wasn't the sound of the rain that stopped.

But it's rain.

Rudeus looked around blankly.

The rain was still falling, but just when the raindrops were about to hit the ground, they seemed to be suspended in the air by some invisible force, as if the famous scene from Now You See Me was replayed.

Rudeus had no idea what was happening, but there was no doubt about it.

——This won’t be a good thing.

"Rudeus!"

Alice drew her sword at an extremely fast speed, pointed it in a certain direction, and her whole body's aura instantly twisted into a rope.

Rudeus followed Alice's gaze.

In the hovering rain curtain, a figure slowly walked towards them.

He was a young man with short black hair, smart casual clothes, and an exaggerated giant sword in his hand.

"Alexander Kalman Rebbeck."

The black-haired boy introduced himself as he walked.

"The seventh of the seven great powers, the Northern God, is here."

"..."

Rudeus slowly stood up and moved closer behind Alice.

The seventh of the seven great powers, the Northern God...

One look and you'll know this guy is ridiculously strong.

Alice's nerves were tense as never before, and she pointed the Fengya Dragon Sword in her hand at Beishen III.

However, I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the indestructible Feng Yalong Sword seemed to lose its luster in front of the exaggerated giant sword, making people feel that the blade had become dull.

"Your Excellency Beishen, there should be no grudges between you and me."

Rudeus took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice:

"Although I don't know what your purpose is, please don't come any closer, otherwise I will regard you as an enemy. We are no longer involved in the affairs of the Asura Kingdom, so please don't pursue us any further..."

"What is a hero?"

Alexander suddenly spoke, interrupting Rudeus.

He held the magic sword in his hand, his tone relaxed and content.

"To slay the dragon and defeat the devil is to be a hero."

“To become famous and respected is to be a hero.”

"Our meeting here today is a coincidence, and it's also your good fortune. You will become part of the heroic tales of the Northern God. People will write in the book: The thief who stole the treasure of Saint Milis Church, along with his evil accomplices, were all slain by the Northern God's sword."

Alexander said, pointing the magic sword at Rudeus and others in front of him.

"To sum up, accept your fate."

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Rudius gritted his teeth and stared at Alexander who was approaching. The rain mixed with cold sweat soaked his whole body.

The sword emitted a faint golden light, and even if it just shook slightly, it could make people feel a great sense of oppression.

This is what a magic sword should be like.

Dominate everything with tyrannical power, even if the user is an ignorant child, he will still be invincible.

The strongest Beishenliu and the strongest magic sword.

Combined into one, they become the strongest Northern God.

"Sylphy."

Rudeus's gentle call brought Sylphy back to his sight.

"Take Aisha and go first."

"But……"

"Please, Sylphy."

Rudeus clenched his teeth, and the magic power that was constantly gathering in his hands seemed to be about to burst out at any time.

"I don't want to lose you, no matter what..."

"……I see."

Sylphy said nothing more.

She picked up the weak Aisha and stepped back, away from the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, Alexander was not in a hurry to attack. He approached the crowd step by step with ease.

Even if he was outnumbered, he didn't think he would lose.

Because he is the God of the North.

As he got closer, the air seemed to freeze.

However, a smile appeared on Alice's face, because she had waited for this day for too long.