Re:Zero -Starting Life in Zero

Green played with the crystal shoe in his hand and slowly walked up to Pandora.

"Your power is outrageous, I have to seize the opportunity to ban you."

Green casually handed the crystal shoe to Pandora, his movements light and flirtatious yet carrying an irresistible sense of pressure.

"Come on, give it a try."

Pandora struggled to use her illusory power to bounce the shoe off, but found that her powers were as stagnant as if she were stuck in a quagmire.

She could only keep her toes pointed, refusing to let the shoe, which exuded a strange magic, get close to her.

Green had no patience to waste time with her. With a slight flick of his wrist, the crystal shoe lifted into the air on its own and landed steadily on her toes.

The next moment, a strange scene unfolded.

The crystal shoe, which was originally too large, seemed to sense something.

The moment it touches her skin, it automatically contracts to a perfectly fitting curve.

It wrapped around her feet perfectly, leaving not a single gap.

"Buzz—"

The moment the crystal slipper touched her foot, Pandora felt her body stiffen, and an unprecedented force of confinement suddenly erupted!

The surging power of illusion within her was originally the foundation of her control over all things.

At this moment, it was as if the supporting pillars had been removed, and it surged out of her body wildly and uncontrollably.

The fluid flowed continuously into Green's body through the point of contact between his sole and the crystal shoe.

"In the end, you still took this world from me..."

Pandora groaned weakly as her snow-white robes lost their luster at a visible speed, and the illusory ripples surrounding her dissipated inch by inch.

His former air of being in control and aloof was instantly drained, leaving him weak and pale.

Green felt the pure power rapidly surging into his body and quickly suppressed it by mobilizing all his strength.

He looked down and fiddled with his free hand, his tone filled with undisguised admiration:

"Haha, this thing is much better than the Gluttony Power."

A moment later, Pandora's power was completely drained, leaving only a faint trace of her original essence clinging to life.

Green slowly pulled out the sword that had pierced her abdomen; the tip of the sword drew a clean arc in the air, leaving a trail of blood.

Without pausing, he knelt down in front of Pandora, extended his right hand, and a faint golden healing light emanated from his palm.

"Don't worry, Little White Fur."

The warm light covered the hideous wound on her abdomen, the bleeding stopped quickly, and the crack healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint pink mark.

"You're still useful right now."

Green lowered his eyes.

What secret does that door that Pandora has been so fixated on hold?

Green was also very curious about this.

Just then, hurried footsteps sounded from outside the door.

Father Simon, wielding a large cleaver, led a group of people to the scene in haste.

His once composed face was now filled with urgency and gravity. His gaze swept over the mess on the ground and the two people facing off in the middle of the scene, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Your Holiness, are you alright?!"

Betty, following closely behind, darted forward in a flash. Her pink eyes first stared warily at Pandora, who was slumped on the ground, before turning to Green with concern.

Her little hands gripped his sleeve tightly, her voice tinged with lingering fear and displeasure:

"You idiot, Grimm, why is your magic so chaotic? If you're in danger, you can send a message to Betty immediately!"

Otto, adjusting his slightly disheveled top hat, stopped walking, panting.

He looked at the bizarre scene before him, adjusted his glasses, and quickly analyzed the situation rationally, speaking cautiously:

"It seems the battle is over... Mr. Green, is this the mastermind who's been causing trouble all along? She looks so weak, you wouldn't...?"

Garfield rolled his eyes at Otto: "You idiot, don't mistake the King for the 'Balomul's Harem Earl,' okay?"

"So, now that the fight's over, what are we going to do? How about we beat this guy up again?"

Green raised his eyes and glanced indifferently at the burly figure who was eager to try.

"No, no, no."

Just two words were like a stone falling to the ground, causing Jiafeier's fist, which was halfway through its swing, to stop abruptly.

"No, no."

Just two words were like a stone falling to the ground, causing Jiafeier's fist, which was halfway through its swing, to stop abruptly.

Green stood up, brushed the dust off his clothes, glanced at the disheveled Pandora on the ground, and gave her a playful but admonishing remark:

"I still have a use for this little girl, so don't punch her to death."

Jiafei scratched his head, reluctantly withdrew his hand, and replied in a muffled voice, "Fine, what a wasted trip."

He immediately frowned, his gaze sweeping around as if searching for a familiar figure, before looking at Green with a hint of doubt in his voice.

"By the way, Your Majesty, where is the princess? I remember she came to support you a long time ago, why haven't I seen her?"

Upon hearing this, Green's lips curled into a faint smile, a knowing glint in his eyes, and he said softly:

"Let's go find her now."

After saying that, Green slowly closed his eyes, and his aura changed slightly, with a subtle yet highly recognizable magical fluctuation quietly spreading out.

He gently activated the illusory witch factor within his body; that power, like the most sensitive sensor, instantly locked onto a specific energy fluctuation in the distance.

A moment later, Green opened his eyes and slowly spoke, his voice carrying a strange echo that clearly reached the ears of everyone present:

"We...are in the Great Forest of Eliol."

The moment the words were spoken, everything around them suddenly changed dramatically.

The once solemn and majestic church began to distort and blur violently, like a shattered mirror.

The dappled light and shadow surged wildly, creating layers of transparent ripples in the air.

In the blink of an eye, the outline of the entire church completely collapsed, replaced by towering ancient trees that blocked out the sky.

The thick, dark trunk rises from the ground, its branches intertwined, and layers of green leaves weave a dense, impenetrable dome, allowing only dappled sunlight to filter through.

In the distance came the clear chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the wind. Vines meandered along the tree trunks, and wildflowers of various colors dotted the grass, just like the Great Forest of Elior.

Caught off guard by the sudden scene change, everyone froze, looking around in astonishment.

Betty gripped Green's sleeve tightly, her lake-blue eyes wide open.

Looking at the completely unfamiliar, dense forest before her, her little face was full of surprise:

"W-What's going on? Green, what did you do?"

"It is the power of embellished authority."

He gently shook his wrist, feeling the power flowing through his body, his tone relaxed yet with a hint of amusement.

"We've arrived at Emilia's family home. Let's go find her."