Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

Elves? No, no, no, are you kidding me! Such beings cannot be described as elves—

Crimson! Horror! Trembling! Chilling!

The moment the other party appeared, these interwoven anomalies caused almost every one of them to feel a chill and coldness spreading from their brains to their tailbone.

“Kill Capella, offer her head, and I will help you resurrect Freya Lukenica.” Tsurugi bluntly exposed her desire.

"Don't worry about what tricks I'm up to. The soul's operating mechanism in this world is very simple. Being resurrected from the dead is not a difficult thing."

Is it simple? Is it not difficult? If it were really like that, then there would be no miracle of resurrecting the dead that has never occurred in human history.

The resurrection of the dead may seem insignificant in the face of time reversal and various forms of protection—but it is something that has never existed in this world and many other worlds.

After all, this is a lack in the narrative layer. A group of people who can destroy the world at any time can be depicted in terms of their emotions and desires, but if the dead can be resurrected at will, then many of the 'sad elements' of the story cannot be developed.

Especially that cruel twist of fate in this world, like a butcher, but Tsurugi doesn't care about any of that. Watch my tragic crushing fists and teeth!!!

In short, the strategy has been confirmed, and Crusch will gather all the power that Subaru Natsuki can muster to launch a fatal blow to the heart of the kingdom with the heart of a beast.

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But before completing this part of the strategy, Natsuki Subaru still needs to find someone.

Reinhardt

The Sword Saint was incredibly enthusiastic towards Subaru Natsuki, someone he had only met once in theory. However, Subaru could clearly sense the wariness hidden beneath his enthusiasm.

It's funny, but Natsuki Subaru had always respected and feared the powerful Reinhard. However, after reading those "what ifs," he realized that the Sword Saint seemed to have always respected and even feared him as well.

Reinhard: This person clearly possesses the strength to make me draw the Dragon Sword, but he has never shown it and has been pretending all along. He is quite cunning!

Considering that he was almost completely bewildered when Natsuki Subaru pushed him to his limit on several 'lines', it can only be said that this vigilance was indeed very reasonable.

After all, he could indeed have a sudden mental breakdown and do something drastic at any time...

After hearing what Subaru Natsuki said, Reinhard's expression also turned serious.

“Oh, this is no joke.”

"I'm not joking. With Lady Crusch's protection as proof, if all else fails..."

"It's alright, I have one now too." The cheating swordsman said quite calmly, as if he wasn't the one who had just suddenly received a blessing.

"...Compared to witches and those archbishops of the dead, I find you far more terrifying," Natsuki Subaru retorted.

He then repeated the information, and this time, the sword saint, who possessed the same blessing from Kazami as Crusch, was 100% certain of its authenticity.

"I understand. So, what's your plan, Ang?"

"You need to leave the capital; you can't stay here anytime soon," Natsuki Subaru said sternly.

"Any reason will do, but if you stay here, the Archbishop of Sin in the Realm of Color will absolutely not dare to show his face. You must leave temporarily. Then I will guide Lord Crusch and his men to launch a coup, take over the capital, and then temporarily block news and the royal city until we find and eliminate her. Is there any problem?"

“No problem.” Reinhard nodded slightly, showing considerable trust in Subaru Natsuki after confirming that he was not lying.

Of course, it might also be because he doesn't care about any schemes or tricks, since all calculations will eventually be easily crushed by his super strength.

“But I have a question,” Reinhardt said softly, changing the subject.

"What you said about being able to resurrect my grandmother... is it true?"

“Yes, no problem.” Subaru Natsuki’s expression turned serious.

"Do you object? Do you believe that resurrecting the dead is blasphemy?"

“…Perhaps some people have such thoughts, but I won’t stop them.” Reinhard rarely showed a slightly bitter smile.

"However, if your spirit truly possesses such amazing power, I hope you won't abuse it in the future."

"This isn't my responsibility either..." Natsuki Subaru sighed inwardly.

In short, with the approval and assistance of Reinhard, all the preliminary preparations for the plan have been completed.

Soon, Crusch and her crew transported the white whale's head back to the royal capital.

There was no interference from the Witch Cult members during this process, which made Subaru Natsuki's arrangements unnecessary, but this was by no means a bad thing for him.

If he could, he would never want to deal with multiple Archbishops of Sin, especially the Archbishop of Greed in his memories—although he wasn't very bright and hadn't managed to kill him in any of the "what ifs," his destructive power was undeniably strong.

Crusch, who brought the white whale back to the capital, naturally earned hero treatment and obtained permission from the Sages' Council.

She proposed to hold a victory banquet to celebrate the elimination of years of calamity from the kingdom, a move seen as an attempt to expand her political influence.

The Wise Men also readily agreed to this, since these civil officials were happy to support Crusch's rise to power.

Soon after, a grand banquet, which gathered almost the entire royal family of Lukenica, including nobles and civil officials, was held in the capital.

Prior to this, Reinhard had left the capital under the pretext of helping Felt find someone.

At the banquet, amidst the clinking of glasses and the exchange of toasts, the nobles spoke to each other with insincere and repetitive platitudes.

"Without a doubt, only the head of the Karlsten family is qualified to become the next ruler of the kingdom!"

"Perhaps so, but I personally believe that Lady Priscilla is also very capable..."

"She's a Black Widow who's had eight husbands; she's ruthless and extremely difficult to deal with."

"Heh, no matter what, they still have to rely on us to rule this country~~~"

The nobles secretly exchanged benefits and power with cold and greedy voices, and Natsuki Subaru, mingling among the crowd, grew increasingly disgusted with it all.

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He initially felt somewhat guilty about the coup, but after gaining a deeper understanding of the aristocratic group, he realized that the coup was far from thorough.

Suddenly, Crusch dropped the glass in her hand, and the sound of the glass shattering on the ground was crisp and jarring.

"It's starting!" Natsuki Subaru roused himself.

Almost instantly, the banquet hall doors were pushed open, and a dozen knights led by Julius, along with a large number of Karlsten family private soldiers, surrounded the entire banquet hall.

The nobles and civil officials were stunned by this sudden turn of events. Then, the royal noble representative, Li Keert, blushed and roared...

"Lord Crusch, what are you planning? A coup?!"

"This is not a coup, but the purge of the nation's stagnant blood!"

Crusch instantly abandoned her earlier eloquence while conversing with the noble officials, and stepped forward with a cold expression.

"Many spies from the Witch Cult have infiltrated your ranks. The country is already in grave danger, and someone must step forward to stop it all!"

"You're talking nonsense! You ambitious schemer, traitor, this is nothing but your attempt to seize power!"

"Duke Karlsten." Bordeaux Sergeyev, the head of the civil service and representative of the Sages' Council, quelled the agitated nobles and looked at Crusch with a serious expression.

"You must have some evidence to support your claim, please present it."

Crusch glanced at Subaru Natsuki, who immediately stepped forward. Many people recognized him and immediately denounced him as a lackey of a half-demon.

But Natsuki Subaru didn't waste any words. He took a deep breath and miraculously squeezed out the accumulated pain.

The principle of regression!!!

As the golden light burst forth, in an instant, more than half of the hundreds of nobles and civil officials present covered their rolling faces in anguish.

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P.S.: Day two of being banned from posting (lying down). My physical exam results showed fatty liver, gallbladder polyps, and a whole host of other issues. Ugh...

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If you could only read one novel about infinite universes in your lifetime, it would probably be "Traveling Through Multiple Heavens, Can You Still Be Smarter Than Me?"

648. The Death of Capela, Speedrun King Selection

It's not the most tragic thing that a country's upper echelons are full of selfish and self-serving parasites; in fact, it's quite ordinary.

But if a large portion of a country's upper echelons become mobs for a cult, then it's safe to say—

I think this country is doomed!

This is the current situation: as Natsuki Subaru used Tsugumi's power to unleash a reversionary force, more than half of the nobles and civil officials clutched their rolling faces and wailed, while their brains were instantly flooded with a large chunk of memories that did not belong to them.

Those faces, twisting and deforming like putty, were undoubtedly the result of being influenced and altered by the power of color gamut!

Bordeaux's expression changed drastically upon hearing the question, while Crusch, seeing her opportunity, shouted without hesitation.

"Quickly, capture these dangerous members of the Witch Cult!!!"

Upon hearing this, Julius immediately led his knights with a roar and charged forward, along with other elite soldiers of the Karlsten family.

"I'm here for the banquet, what do you want!"

Li Keert fought back fiercely, punching and kicking, but was quickly subdued by the action team and dragged to Crusch by the arms.

"You are not a member of the Witch Cult, but as the leader of the royal nobles, you must shoulder this responsibility."

Crusch, with a cold and hard expression, directly stripped the nobles, represented by Rickert, of their power.

Political struggles are not like dinner parties. Although they had the moral high ground, it is an undeniable fact that they had taken away the power of these nobles.

We cannot give them any chance to retaliate or drag the kingdom into a chaotic civil war. We must act swiftly and decisively!

"Very well, very well, Duke Karlsten, it seems you've been well-prepared all along..."

Li Keert murmured, his face deathly pale, then hung his head and fell silent as he was dragged away.

Having taken control of all the nobles and civil officials present, Crusch immediately subdued the witch cult members, then turned her gaze to Bordeaux.

"Minister Bordeaux, our actions may have been somewhat radical, but they were absolutely driven by a deep sense of patriotism. Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures. I apologize!"

Bordeaux nodded slowly. Though conservative, the old man was far from stagnant; upon witnessing this horrifying scene, he knew all was lost.

Their biggest concern now is not fighting for power, but how to deal with this mess. Half of the kingdom's high-ranking officials have become members of the Witch Cult. If this gets out, the kingdom may face the risk of disintegration in an instant!

Now, what's even more important is—

"The mastermind behind this must be brought to justice immediately!!!"

The moment Bordeaux finished speaking, the wall next to him was smashed open!

Besides Wilhelm the Sword Demon, three other people emerged from among them.

One of them, the largest in size, had dark blue skin and eight arms. His identity and power were beyond doubt; he was none other than the long-deceased Vladimir Empire's war god, Eight-Armed Kurgan.

The other person, though dressed in a poorly made witch's robe, revealed long, vibrant red hair, fair skin, and a rosy complexion beneath the hood that had fallen during the battle. This sight caused Henkel Astrea, the vice-captain of the Royal Guard Knights who was also being held hostage, to widen his eyes in astonishment.

"Mother?!"