Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

I feel like you've set a goal for yourself.

Satella didn't say this aloud; she didn't want to reveal her identity as a transmigrator. She just sighed softly, "...Anyway, be careful."

I am careless.

Both Elsa and Roswaal are madmen!

To try to understand the behavior of a madman using the thinking patterns of a normal person is incredibly naive.

However, before atoning for her mistakes, there was one more thing she needed to confirm.

Author's Note:

P.S. 1. In RE:Zero, fire magic represents temperature, so ice also belongs to fire magic.

PS2. Reinhard is the author's favorite character, officially designated as the strongest (and perhaps the Witch of Envy as well). He currently has 43 Blessings, and whatever Blessing he desires, the world will grant him that blessing...

P.S. Thanks to Yuanshou's Angry, Milishu, Yexia, Laosiji Luokosov, and Shendaren for the monthly tickets and even some razor blades! I'm a newbie author, not yet signed a contract or recommended, so I'm just relying on everyone's donations to survive QAQ

Chapter 6 Seventeen Dragons

As it turns out, Aldibalan set a flag.

In a shabby house in the slums, two people lay on the uneven ground.

One is Subaru Natsuki, and the other is a poor man he doesn't know.

They were dead, no longer breathing, but they passed away peacefully, without even a trace of pain.

This also proves the killer's high level of skill.

Satella walked up to Subaru Natsuki and slowly closed her eyes.

Because he lent his ability to return from death to Satella, Subaru Natsuki is just an ordinary person, apart from being a transmigrator.

When people are killed, they die.

So he is completely dead.

Satella opened her eyes, her sharp gaze fixed on the killer, who was also looking at her.

His eyes were filled with burning desire.

"Ah~~ah~~What a wonderful coincidence that I could meet Lady Satella here."

With his bizarre emphasis and clown-like attire, this person is undoubtedly...

"Roswaal!!"

Satella nearly ground her teeth to powder; she, who was usually indifferent to worldly affairs, had never hated anyone as much as she did now.

"I understand now. No wonder Subaru couldn't be resurrected, no wonder my Gospel had an error. If it's because of Lady Satella's appearance, everything makes sense."

Roswaal bowed and gave Satella an exaggerated noble salute: "Student Roswaal greets Lady Satella."

Yes, strictly speaking, Roswaal was Satella's 'student'.

Because his teacher was Satella's sister—the Witch of Greed, Echidna.

So it's not surprising that he recognized Satella's appearance.

"You disgusting insect, don't call me teacher!"

Satella frowned in disgust, but did not deny her identity, because she needed to use it to scare Roswaal away.

Aldebaran is definitely no match for Roswaal. Although Roswaal's overall strength was not specifically shown in the original work, it is at least equal to or greater than that of the White Whale. After all, he has the "Blessing of the Magician", and five hundred years of training is no joke.

That's right, Roswaal has lived for nearly five hundred years!

Don't be fooled by his youthful appearance; he is actually the body of his great-great-great-grandson—like Zouken Matou from Fate, he uses the bodies of his direct descendants as vessels to endlessly regenerate through evil magic.

By the way, the previous generation was a woman who fell in love with the Sword Demon Grandpa. He was a complete and utter pervert!

Satella never imagined that this pervert, a count of the kingdom, would personally come to kill someone. She thought that at most she would run into Elsa the Bowel Hunter.

This once again proves that the thoughts of a madman are simply unfathomable to ordinary people.

"Since you know me, why don't you get lost?" Satella snapped again. "I'm not going to make things difficult for you because of Echidna, but don't cross my line!"

"How could I possibly leave? I still want to bring Lady Satella home as a guest~~"

Roswaal finally revealed his desire, spreading his arms like a madman and speaking with a mocking tone:

"Although I don't know why, Lady Satella, you have no magic power now, right? Fufufufu~~ This is wonderful, a perfect vessel! With Lady Satella's body as material, the hope of reviving the teacher will increase even more, won't it?"

"You disgusting teacher-student fetishist!"

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Aldibalan looked left and right, his face blank.

He knew his new partner was named Satella, but didn't the princess say that it was just an alias?

Judging from what Count Roswaal said, she really does seem to be Satella?

And the two seem to know each other? His partner is apparently Roswaal's teacher, but now Roswaal seems to be trying to kill his partner?

It feels so chaotic!

Fortunately, Aldibalan was a single-minded person. Since the relationships were so complicated that he couldn't figure them out, he decided to resolutely carry out the princess's orders, with the priority of protecting Satella!

So he drew his greatsword and charged at Roswaal.

Then he died.

"Don't you dare get in my way, you piece of trash!"

Behind Roswaal, a six-pointed star magic circle shone brightly. The six points, with four colors—blue, red, cyan, yellow, black, and white—corresponded to the six major attributes of magic: water, fire, wind, earth, yin, and yang.

Vast magical power erupted from it like magma. Aldibalan only managed to block it with his sword for a second before being blasted away and falling to the ground unconscious.

A true instant kill!

"Well, the troublesome person is dead, Lady Satella, let's begin our 'program'."

With a deafening roar, the magic circle behind Roswaal expanded rapidly, like a halo fixed to his back. In an instant, the magic circle began to emit light and exploded.

The scene was like a high-voltage current explosion originating from a single point in the sky, with lightning scattering in all directions.

However, instead of blue and white sparks, what appeared was pitch-black lightning.

"You know about composite magic, Satella-sensei, right? Now, please come and inspect my work! ...What?!"

Before he could finish his boasting, Roswaal's voice abruptly stopped, like a duck suddenly being choked, and his smug expression froze on his face.

"What happened?!"

Just a second ago, his prized composite magic was rushing toward Satella.

The thick, python-like ribbon scorched the air, tearing everything in its path—until it met Satella's right hand.

Satella raised her right hand to shield herself—the right hand that should have been torn apart, but the magic vanished after it touched the lightning!

"Actually, being struck dead by that lightning bolt would have been the easiest thing for me to do."

Satella spoke slowly, under Roswaal's incomprehensible gaze.

The soil around her had turned completely black, and a faint smell of scorched earth filled the air—the smell of soil struck by black lightning.

It was slightly hot, smelled unpleasant and pungent, yet it was like a drug, stimulating every cell in Satella's body to begin to pulsate.

Of course, perhaps other things triggered her, but those are no longer important. Only one thing needs to be understood…

"I need to punch you at least once before I feel satisfied!"

Satella started running, as if she had been blasted away by an explosion, raising her fist as she sprinted towards Roswaal.

"Ur Goya!"

A fire dragon shot out from the red corner of the magic circle and swept towards Satella.

"Ur Shuma!"

A surge of waves roared and shot toward Satella from the blue corner of the magic circle.

……

Roswaal chanted incantations, and streams of magic shot out from the magic circle behind him, but all of this vanished in the face of Satella's right hand.

"Damn it! What happened to your right hand?"

Roswaal screamed in terror, and at that moment, he was reminded once again of the fear he had felt when he was dominated by the Witch of Envy.

"If you think this story will go according to your script—"

The room wasn't large, and even with Satella's physique, she had already run to Roswaal in that short moment and raised her right hand high.

"Then I will kill this illusion!"

Boom!

A delicate, pink fist landed hard on Roswaal's face.

Roswaal HP-1.

Roswaal: "..."

Satella: "..."

While maintaining this pose, Satella blinked her eyes adorably.

what……

Huh—? ? ?

What happened to the promised one-hit kill? What happened to the "friendship-breaking punch"? Why is it having absolutely no effect?

"Ha ha……"

Rather than pain, it was the immense shock that caused his breathing to become disordered. After taking a few heavy breaths, Roswaal flew into the air, away from Satella.

Looking at Satella, who was standing on the ground blushing with embarrassment, he laughed hysterically: "You really scared me, Lady Satella. Your right hand is indeed troublesome, but apart from that right hand, you are just an ordinary person now."

Roswaal was in the mood to use his strange emphasis again. He opened his arms, and wind blades swirled around him.

"Then just cut off your right hand, and it'll be over in one go, right?"