Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

Now that Subaru Natsuki is gone, he certainly won't let the Bowel Hunter kill Emilia anymore, since he's still counting on Emilia to help him slay the dragon.

So Emilia and Subaru Natsuki are definitely alright!

"Let's get some sleep first. After we wake up, we'll go meet the male and female protagonists from the original story tomorrow."

Wrapped herself up in the soft blankets like a caterpillar, Satella quickly fell asleep in her comfortable bed.

……

……

Rubbing her eyes, which were stinging from the sunlight, Satella opened them to find the sun shining brightly outside the window.

"I slept so comfortably!"

After stretching out, Satella picked up her phone from the bedside table and checked the time—9 a.m.

By all accounts, she has been in this world for 20 hours.

Her phone is the latest Samsung Note 8, with a 3300mAh battery, and thanks to Samsung's optimization, it's quite durable.

Moreover, after transmigrating, Satella specifically turned on the power-saving mode, and since she doesn't use it much normally, she still has 70% battery left.

This was the only possession she brought with her from her time travel, so she cherished this phone. The only pity was that she always read genuine novels, so there wasn't a single novel in the local storage.

With a fervent hope, Satella tapped the screen again on the white-haired girl with the silly grin on her face...

"Kami-sama, please let me connect to the internet. I haven't been able to collect my lunch and dinner in the game for two days. My OCD is really bothering me."

Satella clasped her hands together, her long eyelashes fluttering as she prayed like the most devout nun.

Then, I opened my eyes with anticipation—

[Network connection failed. Please check your network settings.]

……

"Sir Satella, what's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with the guest room I arranged for you?"

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Priscilla pushed open the door and walked in, only to see Satella kneeling on the bed in a ridiculous pose, completely devoid of energy.

Hmm... it's like it's leaking air.

"No, the room is very comfortable. I'm just lost on the path of life."

Satella listlessly got out of bed and glanced at Priscilla: "Lady Priscilla, could you please leave for a moment? I'm not used to changing clothes in front of others."

"Then you'd better hurry, breakfast is ready."

Perhaps because she wanted to win Satella over, Priscilla acted very politely, smiled, and left.

Although she said she needed to hurry, Satella still spent almost an hour getting ready before going out.

However, despite spending so much time, Satella didn't feel it was a waste at all, because she had long been determined to please herself, so of course she had to dress herself up beautifully and in accordance with her own aesthetic standards!

Satella looked in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror had skin as smooth and delicate as enamel, and intelligent, clear eyes that sparkled with a magnificent ruby ​​color...

At this moment, she really wanted to ask—magic mirror on the wall, who is the cutest girl in the world?

However, thinking about how embarrassing and childish it was, she couldn't bring herself to say it and went downstairs to eat.

Upon arriving at the lobby on the first floor, they suddenly found it somewhat chaotic with people coming and going, and even Priscilla's expression had become unusually serious.

So Satella asked curiously, "Judging from your expressions, has something serious happened?"

“A king has died.”

The words that Priscilla spoke left Satella speechless.

Chapter 5 Satella's Mind is Made Up

Satella and Priscilla arrived at the scene without even having breakfast.

The death of the King Chosen was a very serious incident, so even Priscilla, who rarely paid attention to external affairs, took it very seriously.

Priscilla was very well-informed, but by the time they arrived at the scene—the slum's ransom exchange—there were already many people standing there.

The Sages' Guild, the Knights, and the other three Chosen Ones—almost all of the kingdom's high-ranking officials were here.

"Lady Priscilla."

Fully armored knight squires were on guard and keeping watch around the area. Upon seeing Priscilla and Satella approaching, they immediately bowed respectfully in greeting.

The so-called knight's squire is the subordinate of the kingdom's knight.

In this world, knights hold a very high status. Upholding the spirit of humility, honor, mercy, valor, civic virtue, sacrifice, and justice, they are the undisputed elite of the kingdom, even qualified to attend parliament and lead armies.

They were neither knights, who were ranked at the bottom of the nobility in medieval Europe, nor knights, who were one of the military branches in ancient China.

Smothering the dense crowd, Satella and Priscilla arrived at the heart of the incident.

Blood spread across the ground like an eerie crimson magic circle. A half-elf girl with long silver hair lay in the center of the 'magic circle,' her face tragically beautiful, her starry eyes forever closed.

Satella covered her mouth...

"There seem to be a lot of signs of ice around here. Could it be that some powerful fire mage has invaded?"

The one who asked the question was Crusch, who was wearing a knight's uniform and had long, dark green hair.

Of the three chosen ones present, she was the only one who appeared serious.

The others, like Anastasia, a young female merchant, had her eyes darting around, probably contemplating the benefits this matter would bring her.

Priscilla was idly playing with her peacock fan. For this self-conscious young lady, it made no difference whether there was one more or one less competitor, since she was already convinced that the throne was definitely hers.

No, that's not true.

The one who answered Crusch was a young knight with dazzling red hair, "It was just a monster causing trouble, which I killed in the process."

The tone was so nonchalant, as if it were just a matter of crushing an ant.

But Satella knew that it was Puck, one of the six great spirits, the final beast of the permafrost.

But after all, he's Reinhard, the pinnacle of combat power in Re:Zero.

Satella crouched down, wanting to touch Emilia's body up close, but was stopped by a hand.

"We are still investigating the cause of death, please do not touch her body."

He is a knight.

"How dare you stop my people?"

Priscilla snapped the peacock fan shut and stood with her hands on her hips, looking furious.

The knight immediately backed down. He wasn't afraid of Priscilla, but she was known throughout the kingdom for being unreasonable, and it was best not to provoke her.

"It seems that having a strong person protecting you from above isn't so bad."

Satella placed her hand on Emilia's cool, pretty face.

She was obsessed with looks, so Emilia was naturally one of her wives from her past life. Now that her own wife had died right in front of her, and she was looking at that face that was almost exactly the same as her own, Satella felt extremely complicated.

"Are you investigating her cause of death?"

In public, Priscilla did not call out the name 'Satella,' which shows that she was aware of the implications.

"Her death had nothing to do with you. So you've finally come to terms with being my advisor?"

Satella ignored her.

"Is this young lady one of Priscilla's staff?"

The only person who could ask that question would probably be Crusch, who was seriously participating in the Royal Selection. The dashing knight girl was looking at Satella with great interest.

Upon closer inspection, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Your appearance is so similar to Emilia's. Could you be related to Emilia?"

Satella ignored her as well, stood up, and spoke softly in a tone she herself didn't even know:

"No need to investigate anymore. The one who killed Emilia was Elsa the Bowel Hunter."

After a pause, as if she had made a decision, Satella gazed at Priscilla with her beautiful red eyes.

"Also, Lady Priscilla, I would like to ask you to help me find someone."

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"Hey, partner, it's just about finding someone, there's no need to act like we're saying goodbye, is there?"

The man who always wore a helmet and whose clothes were both sloppy and unrestrained was none other than Priscilla's knight, Aldibalan.

Speaking of which, he was also a time traveler, but he had a rather miserable life. He lost an arm when he was a sword slave in his early days, and it took him 18 years to finally become a knight, and that knight was Priscilla, a sadist. It was truly tragic.

"Who is your partner?" Satella asked unhappily, since the word "partner" always evoked some ambiguous associations.

"I am the princess's knight, and you are her advisor. We'll assist the princess together, so aren't we partners? Okay, stop overthinking it. Frowning all the time will ruin your cute face."

Satella didn't respond to him. She leaned against the carriage and looked out the window at the scenery.

Despite her seemingly lazy demeanor, Priscilla is actually quite efficient; in less than half an hour, she located Subaru Natsuki.

Subaru Natsuki is currently staying with a family in the slums, and Satella is on her way there.

“You…you should leave first. I can go by myself,” Satella said.

"Hmm... for you to say something like that, it seems there really is going to be a big battle ahead, right? But the princess sent me with you so that I could protect you."

“Of course I know that,” Satella said, biting her finger in frustration. “But I really don’t want to owe her any more favors.”

"Hahaha!"

Aldibalan burst into laughter: "Partner, by saying that, you're looking down on the princess. She helped you because she thinks highly of you. She would only trample on people she looks down on, so there's no such thing as owing favors."

Satella's lips twitched slightly. After a long pause, she exhaled, "...I was being petty. Well then, I'll leave the rest to you...but be prepared, you might die."

"Haha, partner, don't worry. Although I can't describe my martial prowess as 'one of the top masters,' unless it's one of those few people, there really isn't anyone in the entire capital who can defeat me!"