I love time travel the most!

Although it's called a uniform, it's actually a knight's uniform, quite different from the armor and lances of guards.

Subaru Natsuki nodded and said, "Speaking of which, they seem to call you the Sword Saint."

Reinhard sighed slightly: "Because of my somewhat special family background, I live a life that is almost crushed by expectations every day."

That slightly troubled, headache-ridden expression didn't seem fake.

Natsuki Subaru felt a sense of empathy.

Wait a moment.

Fiery red hair, slanted eyes, cheerful and handsome, plus the title of Sword Saint, with a knight's sword engraved with dragon claws at his waist...

There's a strange sense of déjà vu about it.

Lord Parker has also been defeated; his opponent was a man with fiery red hair, and it was all done with a single sword strike...

Could it be? !!!

To regard you as a petty person is truly ignorant and arrogant. I hope that the Sword Saint can be magnanimous and not take it to heart.

Subaru Natsuki immediately stated that they were not the same kind of people.

"Speaking of which, Subaru."

While he was lost in thought, Reinhard asked again, "Your hair color and clothing are quite unusual. And your name too. What country are you from?"

Black hair, sportswear.

In a medieval society where people wear armor and formal attire, Subaru Natsuki's clothing and appearance do indeed stand out and are conspicuous, which may be why he was targeted by the trio of thugs.

In response, Reinhard suggested, "The situation in the Kingdom of Lugnica is a bit more chaotic than usual right now. If you encounter any trouble, I can help if you don't mind."

"In that case, come with me to the stolen goods storage!"

"The stolen goods storage?"

"Ah! Actually, I'm in unprecedented trouble right now. I would be so grateful if Reinhard could come and help me!"

Subaru Natsuki quickly made the request.

After being enlightened by Xiaolin, he finally realized that currying favor with powerful figures was the key to success.

The difference in the ease of survival between the original world and this world is too great. When facing a life-threatening situation, too many obstacles block one's future.

think carefully.

Aside from one time he was killed by thugs and another time he failed to save Satella, he was killed by Elsa in the remaining six times.

On two separate occasions, it was because Ferut was inflating prices that the other party became enraged and killed him.

Perhaps, Elsa is like a minefield character to him, someone he'd die from if he encountered her in the beginner's level.

With Reinhard, a powerful guard, on the job, Felt's greed as a thief could be curbed, and Elsa could be prevented from attacking them in a fit of rage.

"Please, Reinhard, just go to the slums in the evening!"

"Sure, sure... Why evening? I can go with you right now. Don't be shy, I'm on vacation right now."

"No, no."

Subaru Natsuki rejected Reinhard's enthusiastic suggestion.

First, he and Kobayashi agreed on an evening time, because previous experiences had taught Natsuki Subaru that the transaction would only take place in the evening, and Felt would not return before then.

For details, please refer to the previous one, which was the seventh time.

Because they wanted to complete the transaction quickly, they didn't expect to alert the enemy and delay the process, which led to Elsa's arrival, Satella's death again, and them entering their eighth cycle.

Furthermore, Subaru Natsuki didn't know if his guess was accurate.

Is Reinhard strong enough to contend with Elsa, the Bowel Hunter?

Is he being modest or is he really just average?

Having had his intestines stabbed multiple times, Natsuki Subaru's fear of Elsa had reached its peak, so he only trusted Kobayashi, whom he had personally witnessed defeating her.

He felt deeply guilty if Reinhard were to die because of him.

Especially since the other party had just helped him.

Natsuki Subaru shook his head, almost pleading, "Please! I can't tell you the truth, but I hope you can believe me!"

"Yes, I believe you, Subaru."

Reinhardt did not hesitate at all.

To be honest, Subaru Natsuki was extremely moved, but at the same time felt a little guilty.

Is it really a good idea to involve the other party?

However, I cannot overcome this predicament on my own. In that case, I'll test it myself!

Natsuki Subaru clenched his fists.

Elsa, you're in trouble!

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After parting ways with Reinhard, Subaru Natsuki began rolling around on the ground.

Don't get me wrong, he didn't suddenly fall ill, nor does he have a mental problem.

it's necessary.

The purpose was to make himself appear destitute.

"You mean Ferut's house? It's just two alleys down this road."

"Thanks a lot, brother, you've been a great help."

"Don't worry about it, brother. You have to stay strong and live on."

The middle-aged man gave a bitter smile and disappeared behind the dilapidated door.

The sympathy in his convulsive smile never disappeared, and Natsuki Subaru clenched his fist lightly, pleased with the success of his battle plan.

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In the first timeline, when Subaru and Satella were wandering around the slums, the residents showed sympathy and offered help to Subaru, whose clothes were dirty and tattered after being beaten by a trio of thugs.

In the second instance, when they were uninjured, everyone's reaction was indifferent and callous.

The two are worlds apart.

Recalling this, he thought he should make himself look dirty, at least to gain the sympathy of the slum dwellers.

Although it made me look incredibly sloppy, the results were gratifying.

Now they should have located Ferut's lair, or rather, the location of her home.

Even though the transaction takes place in the evening, there's no guarantee that I might run into her at Ferut's house beforehand.

According to slum dwellers, Ferut has only a 50% chance of returning home; it's just a matter of luck, but it proves that he is trying in his own way.

I hope to meet Ferut before she goes to the stolen goods warehouse so I can use my phone to exchange badges.

"But there's no use thinking about it too much. Don't worry about things that don't have answers. Let's go."

all will be good.

Subaru Natsuki's decisiveness shines brightly at this moment.

After shaking off the hardened mud from his body, Natsuki Subaru jogged towards the depths of the slums.

In the usual dimly lit alley, he leaped over an unidentified puddle. As he did so, he nearly bumped into a figure walking towards him from the opposite direction.

"Wow!"

Natsuki Subaru quickly dodged.

This caused his back to hit the wall, making him hold his breath in pain.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"

"It's alright, it's alright. Don't let my appearance fool you, being strong is actually one of my strengths... Oh?!"

He raised his head, ready to show off, but when he saw who the other person was, Natsuki Subaru's voice trailed off.

Upon hearing Natsuki Subaru's high-pitched voice, the black-haired woman chuckled softly, "Interesting child, are you really alright?"

She flicked the hair hanging by her ears upwards; it was a simple gesture that exuded glamour.

Just like before, the other party's every move was unsettling.

This was someone he never wanted to encounter again, the woman who had twice disemboweled him.

Elsa is right in front of me.

Chapter 357: Sweet Words Full of Deadly Danger

Who is the person you are most afraid of?

Father? Mother? Teacher?

Natsuki Subaru dared to say without hesitation that it was Elsa the Bowel Hunter.

It was disemboweled several times, and the rusty smell and bright red liquid that came out were the result.

Then came the heat, an indescribable, intense heat.

Surprisingly, pain ranked only third, while fear naturally ranked first, even before death itself, which was felt in the nose, ears, mouth, and vision.

Just like now.

The alluring woman before him exuded mature charm, and she smiled sweetly: "You don't need to be so afraid, I didn't do anything to you."

"Scared? I'm not scared. What makes you think I'm scared...?"

"odor."

Without any hesitation, Elsa exposed Subaru's bluff, just like the curved knife that had previously ripped open his abdomen, now piercing the softest spot in his mental defenses. Elsa gleefully revealed his true feelings.

odor……

Natsuki Subaru responded with a silent, friendly smile, while taking a deep breath to calm his heart, which was pounding like an alarm bell.