Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

Kalman whispered.

Miggs pursed his lips and nodded, quickly following Kalman's lead.

The two moved on.

After walking for a few more hours, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear. The ground that should have been covered with snow was now empty, as if some invisible force had swept away everything here.

And in the center of that empty land, stood a figure.

That's a man.

He had short, messy black hair, and was dressed in a neat adventurer's outfit. He was holding a huge golden sword of quite astonishing shape. He stood alone on the empty land, as if waiting for something.

Black hair...

Although Kalman himself has black hair, he knows that black hair is very rare in the northern continent.

And I don’t know why.

The figure gave Kalman the impression that he was not a pure human.

It's more like some kind of inexplicable existence, giving people a strange feeling.

It seems like it shouldn't exist in this world.

Kalman took a deep breath, gripped the hilt of the sword and gradually moved forward.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?"

While gripping the hilt of the sword, he asked the other party cautiously.

Migs also took a fighting stance.

Hearing this, the black-haired man slowly turned his head to look at the two of them.

Only then did Kalman realize that the other person did not look very old, probably only about twenty years old.

"What year is it now?"

The black-haired young man suddenly asked.

Kalman and Miggs exchanged a glance, and the latter boldly said:

"It's the 5567th year of the Ars calendar. Hey, it's time you answered our questions. Who are you, and why are you here? And that situation in the sky just now... is it related to you?!"

"Yals calendar...?"

The black-haired young man muttered to himself.

He shook his wrist lightly, and the golden giant sword in his hand suddenly disappeared.

Under the watchful eyes of Kalman and Miggs.

He smiled as always and said:

"I have arrived here from the distant future to create a world where everyone can be happy, to save countless people from misfortune, and to answer the wish of a girl who calls for a miracle..."

"Brave man, Ron."

Brave Chapter: 184, Blockade

"Brave?"

Kalman murmured the word.

Ever since the Demon Lord Laplace declared war on humanity, many have aspired to become heroes. Especially after the series of defeats on the front lines, many self-proclaimed masters have sought to emulate Ars, who challenged the Demon Emperor, and end this increasingly escalating war with a decapitation strike.

After all, for the demons, Laplace is the backbone.

The demons with Laplace are invincible.

The demons without Laplace are nothing to be feared.

However, the actual situation is very bad.

The Demon God Laplace is not afraid of the brave warriors who come to challenge him. It is better to say that he never avoids a one-on-one challenge.

Magic, body, temperament, tactics, strategy, martial arts...

In every aspect, Laplace stands at the top of this world.

The very idea of ​​challenging Laplace was foolish.

therefore.

Even though brave men continued to challenge Laplace, it had no effect on the overall situation on the battlefield.

Rather, the continuous failure of the challenge only boosted Laplace's prestige, making the demon army even more motivated and almost unstoppable.

This may also be one of the Laplace strategies.

Therefore, in this era, heroes are not great beings.

He's more like a fool who insists on having his own way and showing off his bravery.

However, the person before him was another matter.

The instinct developed from long-term battles with demons and monsters on the battlefield told Kalman that this guy was not the kind of brave man who boasted. Just by looking at his standing posture, it was clear that this guy was ridiculously strong.

Anyway.

The other party hasn't shown any hostility yet, so let's try to negotiate first.

Kalman thought so and took a step forward.

But just as he was about to speak, the young man who called himself a hero suddenly said:

"So, you've been defeated and are fleeing?"

"...Your Excellency is truly merciless in your words."

Kalman signaled Miggs with his eyes to calm down.

Smiling, he said:

"The northern continent's defenses have completely collapsed. Continuing to hold on would only be a futile waste of manpower. It's more of a loss than a gain. Rather than continue holding on, it's better to seek refuge in the Asura Kingdom. I think that's fine."

"Ah."

Ron nodded slightly.

He had read the Tales of the Heroes of the Northern God and the Legend of Pergius before, and knew that the man in front of him was the legendary and famous first generation Northern God Kalman.

He shined in the Demon War and led the people of the north to resist the invasion of Laplace. He was hailed as the strongest man in the northern continent.

Hence the name Beishen.

Whether in martial arts or tactics, he is among the best.

But obviously, their situation is not optimistic now.

"Where is your main force?"

Ron turned his head and looked around.

"Are you two the only ones left? Or... are you scouts here to explore the way?"

"Hey, you've been asking questions non-stop since the beginning. What's going on?"

Miggs finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She ignored Kalman's dissuasion and rushed directly to Ron, staring at him up and down.

"Answer my questions first! Where are you from? Is that dark red sphere in the sky related to you? If you don't explain these things clearly, I might conclude that you're a spy of the demon clan!"

"Well?"

Ron tilted his head.

"Is what I just said clear enough? I am a hero who descended from the future. The dark red sphere just now was the magical pull caused by my summons from the future to this point in time. It is similar in nature to the great transfer event that occurred within the Asura Kingdom in 417 of the Ankylosaur calendar..."

"..."

Miggs was stunned by what he heard.

Kalman was also confused, but he keenly grasped several key points in what Ron said.

A brave man descending from the future?

Magic pull?

Ankylosaur calendar?

Big transfer?

This series of unheard-of words made Kalman realize that the person in front of him was either a psychopath or someone very important.

For a moment he was a little undecided, not sure how to judge whether the person in front of him was an enemy or a friend.

"Don't be so nervous."

Ron spread his hands and walked towards the two of them defenselessly.

"I'm not an enemy. In this war, I'm a brave warrior standing on the side of humanity. I'll tell you later if you want to prove your identity. I believe you're facing difficulties right now, and perhaps you need my help?"

"..."

Kalman and Miggs looked at each other.

Kalman said cautiously:

"Our current situation is indeed very bad...but I can't allow suspicious people to infiltrate the team. With all due respect, what you said is too far-fetched, I can't believe it."

"..."

Ron scratched his head helplessly.

Should I say he is worthy of being the North God...

He is really very vigilant.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, what Ron is going to do next doesn't matter even if he can't gain the trust of the two people in front of him.

"Forget about not trusting me, I have something to ask you."

Ron turned his head and looked around.

The next moment, he suddenly made a surprising move.

He poked his fingers into his eye socket and casually pulled out his bloody eyeball, then threw it to the ground and stomped on it.

"This guy..."

"Wait, don't act rashly!"

Under the gaze of the two, Ron activated the power of the Son of God and regenerated a new eyeball in his eye socket.

But this eyeball is not an ordinary eyeball.

But it is the advanced Demonic Eye, the Myriad Eyes.

Enduring the pain of using the magic eye, Ron observed the situation within a radius of 100 miles and made a basic judgment of the current situation.

He dug out the evil eye and crushed it.

After his eyes recovered under the self-healing ability of his immortal body, he turned his head to look at Kalman and Miggs.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're being hunted by the demon army right now, right? If this continues, you'll be caught up, and someone will have to stay behind to cover your retreat...right?"

"..."

Kalman remained noncommittal.

Although I don't know how Ron obtained this information, what he said is absolutely correct.

"Leave the task of cutting off the rear to me."

"……what?"

"You can continue on your journey, and I will be responsible for stopping all the pursuing demon troops. This way, you will have enough time to reach the border of the Asura Kingdom. How do you think?"

Ron said with a smile.

"Hey, aren't you a little too confident?"