Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

"Jules..." Betty gazed at the image of her deceased friend reflected in the mirror, tears welling up and rolling down her cheeks.

Just then, a pair of warm, large hands passed over her shoulders and gently pulled her into their arms, their palms covering her back and patting her tenderly.

Green's voice rose in her ear like warm sunshine: "Baby, what's wrong?"

He gently wiped away Betty's tears with his fingertips, then glanced at the magic mirror with a reproachful look and said in a deep voice, "You, get out of here right now!"

The magic mirror immediately raised its hand respectfully in salute: "Yes, sir!"

After saying that, Wotox instantly turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared.

Betty clung tightly to Green's chest, her thin shoulders still trembling slightly. She looked up at Green, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "Green, will Jules... will he ever come back to Betty?"

Green hugged Betty tightly, gently stroking her soft hair, and said with certainty, "I promise you, I will bring Jus back to you safe and sound."

This wasn't just idle talk. Now that the witch factor in Juss's body has been removed, the remaining miasma is gradually being diluted, and he might suddenly wake up from his dazed state one day.

With Green's assurance, Betty's anxious heart finally found some comfort.

The girl raised her hand to wrap around his neck, affectionately nuzzled his chin, and responded in a soft voice, "Yes, Betty believes you."

……

As night deepened, only the even breathing could be heard in the bedroom.

……

The following day, Emilia's faction returned to Roswaal's mansion through the Opportunity Gate.

Of course, our Subaru was entangled with Sera and couldn't get away.

After parting ways with Grimm yesterday, the half-elf girl went to chat with Crusch, probably because she felt that the young duchess could help her resolve some long-standing doubts.

We had a few drinks during our chat and went to bed quite late, which is why I'm still feeling a bit sleepy.

Rem always adhered to her duty as a maid, wholeheartedly protecting the core of the faction. As soon as they returned to the mansion, she helped Emilia back to her room to rest, without ever letting her guard down for a moment.

Under the eaves, Green rubbed his sleepy eyes, clearly quite impatient with getting up early, but as a mansion guard, he still had to conduct a thorough security check after returning to the mansion.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and muttered to himself, "Elsa, didn't I give you a day off? Why did you still come along?"

Elsa followed closely behind Green, her thin dress accentuating her snow-white skin. Her charming eyes were curved, and her gaze always followed Green's steps.

"Where in the capital is there anything more interesting than here? The owner of the mansion hires assassins to deal with his own retainers and the crown prince he admires. Such a dramatic scene sounds exciting."

To Elsa, Roswaal's hypocrisy and scheming were nothing more than a stage for her amusement, and she was a bloodthirsty hunter by nature, the more chaotic the scene, the more it piqued her interest.

"Heh, I thought you'd had a change of heart and wanted to protect the mansion?"

Green chuckled softly, paused slightly, turned around and looked directly into Elsa's eyes, a hint of amusement in his dark gaze. "However, you should have something to say to me."

Elsa smiled, her expression making her look like a gentle, harmless older sister.

She slowly raised her pale hand, gently reaching into the deep V-neck of her dress. From that unfathomable curve, she slowly took out a letter warmed by her body heat and handed it to Green.

Green's gaze first fell on her hand that was inside her clothes. He raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "So amazing, could... could you perform again?"

This lady has incredible strength! That exaggerated storage space can actually bury her entire arm.

Elsa walked behind Green and slapped the envelope on his face. Her warm breath brushed against his ear, and she whispered with a hint of teasing, "Green, you can sniff it before you open it~"

"Ahem, I'm not that perverted..."

Green slightly turned aside, tore open the envelope with his fingertips, and his gaze fell on the letter. His originally cheerful expression gradually turned serious, and even the aura around him turned cold.

"...On the fifth day after Emilia left the mansion, kill everyone in the mansion?"

Upon seeing the handwriting on the paper, a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, and a chill ran through his eyes.

It's obvious that this was Roswaal's doing. This mole hiding in the shadows even included a map of the mansion in the letter, and clearly described how to enter the forbidden library.

Hey! If Emilia stays in the mansion all the time, won't the assassin's legs go numb from squatting?

That's hard to say. If they're adaptable, they might act first. Besides, Emilia does need to go to the Sanctuary to retrieve her past memories.

Roswaal, the god of civil war, is incredibly cunning. He only made Emilia his queen because Lugnica's new queen had the opportunity to see the dragon.

He wanted to take this opportunity to slay the dragon and then use the dragon's blood, which had the ultimate healing and regeneration properties, to revive Echidna.

You heard right, he wants to have a go at the dragon.

It's like someone who's holding a pair of threes and wants to claim the landlord position, then stands on the table and insists they have the royal flush.

Damn it, once we get to the Holy Land, I'm definitely going to hang this bastard up and beat him to a pulp to vent my anger!

Green crumpled the letter into a ball and tossed it into a trash can in the corner of the hallway. "So, what are you planning to do, Elsa?"

"A gut hunter would never accept two commissions at the same time. I still have that much sense of morality."

Elsa's voice was soft and alluring, her breath sweet and fragrant, and every move she made was captivating. "But... after I rejected that clown, he'll most likely turn around and hire other assassins in the organization."

Green secretly swallowed, quickened his pace, and put some distance between himself and her. No matter what this older sister did, it made people feel a little uncomfortable.

He nodded without hesitation; it was highly likely that Roswaal would hire someone else.

After all, Elsa and Melly aren't the only ones doing dirty work in this world.

He picked up where Elsa left off and continued his analysis:

"This is bad. Those guys will probably take you and Mary down with them while they're on their mission."

"Oh, is Green worried about me?"

Elsa leaned slightly closer to Green, her voice tinged with a hint of coquettishness and joy.

"I am a little worried. You probably don't have many resurrection attempts left, right? I hope you don't end up like a stray dog ​​on the street, getting kicked to death in some corner."

Green's frankness was tinged with genuine concern.

Think about it carefully, does an assassin from the original organization who could defeat this person in front of him really exist?

Even the current Sword Demon Wilhelm would have little chance of winning against the Bowel Hunter, given his advanced age and declining physical reflexes.

As they fell into thought, a dark shadow silently and rapidly approached from behind them...