Even if I transform, I will never be captured.

"..." Emilia sighed softly.

Satella, who happened to be walking by, heard the sigh, placed her hand on Lia's head and gently stroked it, asking curiously, "What's wrong, Lia? Is something bothering you?"

"nothing."

Emilia gently shook her head, rubbing her cheek against Satella's hand, feeling the warmth on it: "I just feel like I like to act too much like a spoiled child."

Mingming is determined to be independent and strong, and to become a cool and powerful woman like her older sister.

But when it comes to crucial moments, I still can't help but rely on my older sister.

In the Throne Hall, it was my elder sister who spoke up for me and ensured that I was treated equally by the other chosen ones.

It was my elder sister who pulled me back from my mental breakdown and secured the position of Border Lord for me.

It was my sister who saved me from the clutches of the Archbishop of Sin.

It was my older sister who eliminated the negative influence of the silver-haired half-elf and gave me a fair chance to compete.

Without realizing it, Emilia had already owed her older sister so much that she didn't know how to repay her.

As Emilia was thinking this, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her forehead.

"ah!"

Emilia let out a groan after being flicked on the forehead.

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Seeing Emilia covering her reddened forehead, her eyes filled with tears and looking pitiful, Satella bent down, cupped her cheeks, and said:

"Don't let your mind wander, okay? I really enjoy it when Lia acts cute towards me... In fact, as the older sister, it's the greatest honor to have my younger sister's trust and affection, isn't it? Besides, Lia, you're still young. As long as you work hard, you'll grow into a perfect woman like me someday! Are you confident?"

"Ok!"

Seeing Emilia nod excitedly, Satella said happily, "By the way, my game console is all set up, let's play some games together!"

"No! I want to study!"

"Um... Lia, you've been reading for so long today, you should take a break. Remember to balance work and rest..."

"No! I want to study!" Emilia said with a serious and stubborn look. "My older sister just said that I should study hard!"

Satella: "Huh?!?!"

After that, Emilia ignored Satella and focused on reading her book.

However, Satella naturally wouldn't give up and tried every possible way to harass Emilia, such as pinching her cheeks, lifting her skirt, and tickling her. Finally, Emilia, enraged, unleashed her power, grabbed Satella by the neck and threw her onto the bed, then wrapped her in a blanket like a caterpillar, and finally tied her up with a rope!

"Let's see if you dare disturb my studies again, big sister!"

Watching Satella struggle and bounce on the bed, Emilia put her hands on her hips and spoke with a stern expression, but the next second, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

However, just as she was about to give her older sister a little punishment and let her go, with a slight creak, the door, which wasn't closed tightly to begin with, was pushed open from the outside.

Author's Note:

P.S. Note: In Re:Zero, "meteor" is a general term for magical artifacts.

Chapter 100 Satella is unhappy

Hughes walked in from outside and froze.

—A scene he couldn't describe in words was actually happening right before his eyes.

On one side was Lady Satella, wrapped up like a dumpling and tied to the bed, bouncing and struggling on the bed with "woo woo woo" sounds.

On the other side was Emilia, hands on her hips, lewdly laughing (?) at Lady Satella.

I had a feeling that I had seen something that might lead to my being killed to cover it up.

Hughes: "..."

Without saying a word, Hughes wanted to quietly leave.

"Wait a minute!!!"

The one who called out to him loudly was Emilia, who was almost in tears—although she didn't understand why, she felt that if Hughes left like this, her reputation would be completely ruined!

However, before she could explain it to Hughes—

"Ah~~ Lia, why are you doing this to me! I can give you whatever you want anytime, why did you tie me up? Do you have such a strange fetish?!"

At this very moment, Satella stretched her neck and started shouting.

"Shut up, Big Sister!" Emilia was almost crying: "Ahhh, I know! I know! I was wrong, I'll let go of you right now, Big Sister!"

"No! I refuse!"

Satella poked her little head out from under the covers, staring at Emilia with her bright red-purple eyes.

"I suddenly think being tied up like this isn't so bad. It's so comfortable to be wrapped up in a warm blanket all over. I want to take a nap like this!"

Emilia: "..."

Looking at the sun that was about to set, Emilia found herself speechless and even began to doubt whether she had made a mistake in her dream of becoming a woman like her older sister.

After a while of commotion, the study finally quieted down. Emilia wiped her eyes and said to Hughes, who looked embarrassed, "So, Hughes, what brings you here?"

"It's about the awarding ceremony."

Hughes said in as concise a language as possible: "The ceremony is scheduled to be held in the hall of the mansion, and all the necessary materials have been purchased. Does Lady Emilia have any opinions on the decorations, food, and beverages?"

"Waaah..."

Upon hearing Hughes mention the words 'award ceremony,' Emilia blushed slightly with embarrassment, then subconsciously looked at Satella—who greeted her with her older sister's encouraging gaze.

This is something you should decide for yourself!

Although Satella didn't speak, Emilia seemed to understand her sister's meaning from her gaze.

"uh-huh!"

This was probably the first time Emilia had truly given an order herself. She coughed seriously, as if she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

It was only then that she realized how little she knew, and that some things couldn't be learned from books.

Although she was somewhat frustrated, she also discovered her own shortcomings, so Emilia's mood wasn't too bad.

"Alright then, Hughes, you have more experience than I do, so let's do it your way."

"understood."

Although the girl in front of him was his adopted daughter, Hughes' attitude did not become casual because of this. On the contrary, he knew very well that he should give more respect to this girl who had grown up but lacked self-confidence.

"Hughes, is there anything else?"

Seeing that the other person didn't seem to be leaving after finishing speaking, Emilia asked curiously.

"...There's one more thing."

With some hesitation, Hughes seemed to have mustered his courage and asked, "Lady Emilia, is it really alright for me to stay here?"

“Why do you say that, Hughes?” Emilia asked, her eyes wide. “Are you leaving again so soon after we’ve just met?”

"No, of course not, but..."

Looking at his own hands, Hughes' voice carried a hint of barely concealed wavering: "Although it wasn't my intention, these hands of mine committed far too many sins in those hundred years, a reality that cannot be ignored... If I were to remain in Lady Emilia's camp, I would certainly cause you considerable trouble—"

"Hughes."

The one who gently interrupted the other was Emilia's silvery voice: "I made many mistakes when I was little, but you always forgave me with your gentleness, didn't you?"

"How can such a small mistake be compared to the mistakes I've made—"

"They can't be compared!"

Emilia nodded very seriously and said earnestly, "So when I make a mistake, I only get a scolding from Mother Flöttona, but you have to seriously make amends for your mistakes—if you kill one person, you have to save ten people; if you do one bad thing, you have to do ten good things to make up for it... Of course, I will help you too, after all, Hughes is my adoptive father!"

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"—"

As if a string in his heart had been plucked, Hughes' lips trembled upon hearing these words, and he knelt down on the ground with an expression of utter weakness on his face. Then, he covered his face, and tears streamed down his face like a flood.

"It's alright, Hughes, it's okay, don't worry."

"--ah."

As Emilia whispered words of comfort, she placed her hand on Hughes's head. As if all his defenses had been shattered in an instant, Hughes, with an expression of redemption, burst into tears.

"Hmm—!"

Satella puffed out her cheeks unhappily, a little jealous, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Hughes, you're so old and you're still crying. You're really like a child. How embarrassing."

Hughes: "..."

I feel you have absolutely no right to say that about me.

However, after Satella's outburst, he couldn't continue crying, so he wiped away his tears, stood up, and said, "Then, just as Lady Emilia hoped, I will do my best to make the awarding ceremony a great success... Oh, by the way..."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "There are also some administrative matters."

"Hmm—"

This time, Emilia puffed out her cheeks: "Hughes, you can decide on political matters. After all, you are our Minister of the Interior!"

That's right, Hughes' current public identity is the Minister of Internal Affairs for Emilia, one of the Border Earls and Kings Chosen.

After all, Hughes had lived for nearly five hundred years, and his accumulated knowledge and ability to handle affairs were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

You should know that when he was the Archbishop of Sin, he did 70% of the work of the entire Witch Cult!

Such a diligent person is naturally more than capable of serving as a minor civil servant.

Author's Note:

P.S. Hooray for reaching 100 chapters!

Chapter 101 Emilia's Bet Punishment

Hughes not only served as the Minister of Internal Affairs for Emilia's faction, but he also brought over a hundred trustworthy core members from the Bishops of Sloth, greatly addressing the shortage of personnel in Emilia's faction.

—Don't underestimate these one hundred people.