I love time travel the most!

"The reason? It's the professional ethics of an assassin. Just like a certain little girl, even though she could exchange something of equal value, she still chose to wait for her employer to arrive."

"Hehe, don't say that, it makes me embarrassed."

I wasn't praising you!

Seeing the little girl blushing as if she thought it was praise, Kobayashi flicked her forehead hard, making her cry out in pain.

“That’s it,” Kobayashi concluded. “Elsa’s previous mission failed, and she felt it damaged the reputation of assassins. At the request of her former employer, she took on another mission. That’s all.”

Just as Elsa went out not to kill, but to buy ingredients for dinner, the understated words conveyed an unspeakable heaviness.

"Oh, I see."

After a brief silence, Ferut actually relaxed.

Kobayashi and Reinhard were both looking at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" The little girl's lips curled up, and she said in a light tone, "Since the opponent is a young man, then there's nothing to worry about. You don't actually think that good-for-nothing can defeat the Intestine Hunter, do you? That Intestine-Pulling Maniac is very strong, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Instead, she stood on tiptoe and patted Kobayashi and Reinhard on the shoulders.

"Alright, it's time for class, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, Ferut turned and left.

Looking at her small, thin figure, Reinhard said worriedly, "Kobayashi, shouldn't we tell Lady Felt?"

"it is necessary."

"But she's still so young, she shouldn't..."

"We're out of time."

Kobayashi forcefully interrupted, pulling the indecisive Sword Saint away from his reluctance.

Of the five candidates for the throne, Kurshu, Anastasia, and Priscilla are all wise and farsighted individuals, and it would certainly not be a problem for them to shoulder the responsibilities of the kingdom right now.

Now, even Emilia is growing rapidly with Subaru Natsuki's help, and she soon shows her potential.

Only Ferute still held onto the naive idea of ​​ordering more fries.

It's not that she wasn't hardworking in her studies, but rather that her thinking patterns hadn't changed at all.

He said he wanted to treat the little girl as a puppet, but in his heart he wanted her to grow up and become less naive.

"I really am a man who says one thing and means another."

Kobayashi sighed silently.

Reinhard remained silent after hearing this. Unlike Kobayashi, who took the initiative to guide Felt's growth, Reinhard, as a knight, would not sway Felt's thoughts even if he was known as the strongest on earth.

This is the quality of a knight, but also his constraint.

And so, the Sword Saint family's residence was no longer filled with laughter and joy; instead, Felt's figure became even busier and more diligent.

Dark clouds hung over the camp, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

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In the shadows of the corridor.

The black-clad woman who was communicating with the darkness stood right in front of me.

Her vibrant black hair was braided, and her voluptuous figure was accentuated by a jet-black dress, a seductive smile playing on her lips. Beneath her captivating beauty, however, lay a strikingly distinctive feature: a menacing knife clutched in her right hand.

The woman, who only knew how to smile, paced slowly down the corridor, her footsteps sounding like a death knell tolling over her heart.

The ruthless girl raised her knife at the trembling, triangular-eyed boy, the blade whistling through the air as she mercilessly slashed at his body.

Immediately afterwards, the corridor window was smashed, and a shadow appeared between the boy and the knife.

A sharp clanging sound rang out, sparks flew as the two pieces of steel rubbed together, and the impact sent the boy tumbling to the ground.

Bathed in moonlight, a blond boy was revealed. His fierce eyes and sharp shark teeth, along with the crisscrossing scars on his forehead, added to his ruthlessness and arrogance.

Upon seeing the rescuers arrive, the beautiful woman licked her full red lips, and a bloodthirsty madness appeared in her intelligent eyes.

The two then got into a fight.

The woman slammed her feet on the ground so hard that she almost tore the carpet apart. She then jumped directly above the ceiling and leaped freely between the corridor walls and floors, her agile movements dazzling the eye.

After a loud roar, the blond boy's left arm instantly grew enormous and was covered with a layer of golden fur. He then valiantly slapped the attacking woman away.

However, such a fierce blow did not bring down the beautiful woman.

She stood up gracefully, a drop of blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, which she happily licked away, her cheeks flushed as she smiled sweetly.

The battle intensified, and the elegant and solemn mansion was ruthlessly destroyed and ravaged.

The impact shattered glass, trampled and crushed floors, and the aftershocks of the battle destroyed murals, sending fragments of various materials flying everywhere.

A deafening roar, sparks from the violent collision of steel, and the light, tinkling sounds adorned this fierce battle.

Set in the Roswaal mansion, the waltz of battle reaches its climax.

But as time went on, more and more people joined the battle, and even though the woman had the puppet doll physique known for its strongest regenerative abilities, she quickly became overwhelmed.

Yet her movements remained swift, her attacks cunning, and the blade in her hand still sharp.

A fighting style that is completely unreserved.

until……

"Big sister! Save me!"

The little girl, dressed similarly to her, instinctively screamed in fear as she was about to be hit by the collapsing roof beam.

The alluring woman was captivated, and the beast-like blond boy seized the opportunity to pounce on her, biting her shoulder hard. Enraged, the woman bit back fiercely at his neck.

The two remained frozen in place, their mouths stained red with each other's blood.

But in the end, the glamorous woman ran out of energy, allowing her opponent to gain the upper hand.

"Hey, come on up!"

The blond boy, transformed into a beast, broke free from his restraints and jumped to safety at the shouts of his companions.

The powerless, glamorous woman was struck by the collapsing floor and falling beams, but when she saw the little girl successfully rescued, a relieved smile appeared on her lips.

It was then buried deep underground.

……

...

"Master Xiaolin! Master Xiaolin!"

Liu Zi's calm yet urgent voice reached my ears, and my body was being pushed around.

She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up straight in bed. Soft little hands wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and after taking deep breaths, she gradually calmed her agitated mood.

"Lord Kobayashi, we couldn't wake you up no matter what we did, and also your forehead..."

"It's alright, it's just that the new method of using the ability has been successfully tested."

He had just fallen asleep and watched the entire attack on Roswaal's mansion from a third-person perspective, but Kobayashi could assure him that this had not yet happened.

——Future Vision.

This is an ability that was briefly used when merging with [Five Perspectives Omnipotence].

Unlike before when he had to use divine power because he had too little magic, Kobayashi is now able to see a longer and more accurate future.

The trigger is simple: just keep thinking about the person in your mind while also thinking about what you hope to see.

but……

"Is this the ending you wanted, Elsa?"

Kobayashi sighed deeply.

Just then, there was a knock on his door.

"Xiaolin, are you there? I need to talk to you about something."

Ferut's voice came from outside the door.

Chapter 400: Seeking Help x Attack x End of the Road

This was the first time Ferut hadn't kicked the door open recklessly; in the past, she was much more irritable and wouldn't listen to reason.

It seems that when she needs a favor, she will still obediently bow her head.

Seeing the little girl who had just walked in not speaking, but only rubbing her skirt with her hands hanging down, Kobayashi took the initiative to ask, "Is there something you need, Felt?"

"me……!"

He still couldn't open his mouth.

Kobayashi didn't urge her, but watched her with great interest, after all, this was a rare sight.

"I have something I'd like to ask you."

"What's going on?"

"...You...you should know, don't pretend you don't!"

“But if Lady Felt doesn’t explain things clearly, I, as her subject, won’t understand at all. It would be bad if I misunderstood and did the opposite.”

The little girl glared at her red eyes through gritted teeth, making angry muffled sounds.

There was no doubt that Kobayashi was mocking and teasing her, but she had no way to fight back because she needed his help.

"I know, I know!"

Ferut shrugged and shouted in despair.

Take a deep breath and gather your emotions.

"You know what people in the slums often say, right? — 'We must live on.' But those guys only talk the talk; they have no intention of resisting. Even if their bodies are still alive, their minds are already dead."

She looked down on the rest of the slum dwellers.

Ferut has a dream, which is to become a Yangko dancer... cough, to save enough money to move out of the slums.

Even if her job was to steal, even if her aspirations were so shallow and far inferior to those of the other candidates for the throne.