That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

Rem's eyes flashed with intense hatred, and tears streamed down her empty, lifeless eyes.

Even if she avenges Ram, what will she gain?

Nothing has changed, just like that night.

More than the witch cult that severed Ram's horn, more than those who killed Ram, Rem hated herself...

I hate my weakness, I hate my incompetence, I hate that I can't do anything. I felt this way when I was a child, and I feel this way now.

"I have nothing left, I've lost everything, nothing matters anymore. Now all I care about is avenging my sister," Rem murmured to herself.

"Then, to atone for all our sins, sister, we will soon see each other again."

"His injuries have healed. Did Lord Roswaal return ahead of schedule? How is that man...? It doesn't matter what he's like. Even if it means disobeying Lord Roswaal's orders, we must kill him!"

Rem got out of bed, wearing white pajamas, and left the room without changing into her maid outfit.

From the corridor, Rem saw the courtyard outside. The pool was damaged, and the white scraps of paper on the ground proved that her memory was not a nightmare.

"elder sister···"

Rem gritted her teeth, clutching her chest and groaning in pain.

Anger and self-blame overwhelmed her reason, leaving only endless hatred on her face. Influenced by her emotions, purple light flashed on her forehead, and demon horns grew back. Her right hand spewed out sharp wind blades, slicing her skin and staining it with blood.

Where is he? Where is that man?

Rem releases her wind element to search the mansion, sensing Shinji Matou's presence.

found it!

die! die! die! die! die! die!

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

boom!

The surging storm shattered the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, and Rem jumped directly from the second floor, heading straight for the dining room.

As Rem expected, when she arrived at the restaurant, she saw Shinji Matou sitting in the dining room having breakfast, with Emilia sitting opposite him.

Emilia looked puzzled when she saw Rem appear and the violent aura surrounding her. She tentatively called out, "Rem?"

The demonized Rem couldn't understand why Emilia was sitting there. The moment she saw Shinji Matou, her suppressed rage exploded, destroying all her reason. She roared ferociously, "The murderer of my sister! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!!!"

Rem's horn emitted a bright light, and more wind blades formed, causing a storm to sweep through the spacious restaurant.

Shinji Matou was still eating the bread in his hand, watching the berserk Rem with great interest.

Rem was about to make a move when a familiar figure blocked her way. Ram stood with her hands on her hips and sternly rebuked her: "Rem! What are you doing? You want to attack Emilia-sama's guest?"

Rem stared blankly at the familiar figure before her, listening to the familiar voice and the stern tone she had never heard before—all of which were Rem's most precious possessions.

Huh?

"Sister... Sister?"

Rem gasped in disbelief. All the wind blades surrounding her vanished, and the storm overturned the tables and chairs in the room. Rem's eyes were glued to Ram. She rushed over and hugged her dearest relative tightly, wailing, "Sister! Sister! It really is my sister!"

Ram sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation: "You've caused such a huge mess in the blink of an eye. What an idiot sister!"

"Sister?" Rem cried out in confusion as she called out to Ram, not understanding why Ram had come back to life.

Ram pushed Rem away, turned around and bowed to Emilia and Shinji Matou to apologize: "I'm so sorry, my silly little sister has caused you so much trouble."

Shinji Matou looked at the plates that had been overturned by the storm on the ground. He had only eaten half of his breakfast. He pointed to the spilled soup and asked, "I've only finished half of it. It tasted good. Is there any more?"

Ram respectfully replied, "Yes, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare right away. Rem, what are you daydreaming about? You're much better at cooking than I am, come and help me."

Rem was pulled away by Ram with a completely bewildered look on her face.

Only Emilia and Shinji Matou remained in the restaurant. Her breakfast had been overturned by the storm. She looked at Shinji Matou with a puzzled expression and asked, "What happened yesterday? The courtyard was a complete mess too. Rem really tried to kill you just now. I asked Ram, but she wasn't very willing to explain."

Shinji Matou said casually, "I seem to have the aura of a witch on me. Although I don't know why, Rem is very concerned about the witch aura on me, so she attacked me last night. I had to let her calm down."

Indeed, calming down is the fastest and most effective way to persuade someone, the physical method of beating Rem half to death. This is the method that Shinji Matou learned from traveling through different worlds. There is no other way.

Emilia puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at Shinji Matou: "That's strange. There's definitely something else they're hiding from me. But this shouldn't be enough to drive Rem crazy. She was just about to attack me too, so why would she say you killed Ram?"

"Lamu will explain it to her master. It's more appropriate for her to explain. If you're interested, you can go and listen later."

"Since the person is unwilling to tell me, how can I have the nerve to listen?"

Shinji Matou looked at the gossipy half-elf speechlessly: "Then don't ask me."

Emilia muttered shyly, "I was just... just a little bit curious. Oh well, I'll find out later anyway."

Shinji Matou looked at the silver-haired half-elf in front of him and couldn't help but admire the creativity of the fashion designers in this world.

Emilia wore a pink short dress with a slightly narrow waist that accentuated her beautiful figure. Although it had long sleeves, there was a slit at the shoulder, revealing her bare shoulders. The short dress somehow managed to resemble a sundress.

The short skirt barely covered the girl's thighs, and her long, slender legs were encased in white stockings, making her stand tall and graceful, which further accentuated her tall figure. Emilia was a half-elf, so her appearance was naturally impeccable, on par with the perfect android Irisviel. Her pale purple eyes were like amethyst, pure and dreamlike.

Emilia's long silver hair was braided and decorated with lace buds, adding a touch of pure and innocent charm.

Although Emilia's clothes and appearance were definitely considered frivolous in Matou Shinji's eyes, her unexpectedly pure temperament prevented him from having any impure thoughts.

"Shinji-san? Why are you staring at me?" Emilia asked nervously, her face flushed.

"The pursuit of beauty is human nature; missing even a second of it is a loss," Shinji Matou teased.

Emilia pointed to herself and exclaimed incredulously, "Beautiful... could you be referring to me?"

"Of course it's Emilia. I agree with you. Emilia is the most beautiful person in the world." A faint glow gathered, and a white cat jumped out from above Emilia's head, giving Shinji Matou a thumbs-up with its paw.

The elf Puck yawned lazily: "Good morning, Emilia, and Mr. Matou Shinji the magician. I'm so glad everyone is alright."

Good morning, Parker.

Puck the elf looked around the messy restaurant and said disappointedly, "Huh? I should have gotten up at the perfect time, so why can't I see breakfast? And did some earth dragon crawl into the restaurant and cause trouble?"

Emilia smiled wryly: "I don't know exactly what happened. I was just too tired last night. I went to bed right after taking a shower, and I think I slept very soundly. It seems that Shinji and Rem had something going on during that time."

The elf Puck wasn't surprised at all and nodded: "No wonder, Mr. Shinji is the one favored by the witch."

"I don't know any of those jealous witches you're talking about." Shinji Matou curled his lip, wondering how he got involved with witches. Was it a setting from the original protagonist's time travel? Or was it because of his transmigrator identity that he was attracting attention?

The elf Puck chuckled and waved his paw to comfort her, "Don't worry about it, it happens all the time. Witches do strange things. The fact that you have such a strong witch aura just means that you are being watched by a witch. I don't know whether to call it lucky or unlucky. However, people who are favored by witches are often more likely to go astray. I hope you can have a clear understanding of this."

Shinji Matou shook his head: "I'm not very interested in the witches you're talking about."

The sprite Parker smiled and commented, "You really are a very peculiar person."

"Onii-chan~!" A drawn-out, childish voice came from the restaurant entrance, revealing endless affection and a hint of coquetry.

Shinji Matou shuddered, his skin crawling from the sickeningly sweet voice. He turned around and saw the blonde twin-tailed loli happily approaching Emilia and reaching out her hand to the spirit Puck.

The elf Puck jumped into her hands and greeted her affectionately, "Hey, Betty, have you been behaving like a lady these past few days?"

"Of course, I've been looking forward to my brother's return. Are you free to spend time with me today?"

"No problem, it's a good thing to catch up after so long."

Although the Drill Girl's voice was cheesy, Shinji Matou could draw many conclusions from her attitude and way of addressing the spirit Puck; she was indeed no simple character.

Before leaving the restaurant, Betty suddenly turned to Emilia and said, "Emilia, that guy is back. You'd better go over there too."

After saying that, Betty gave Shinji Matou a meaningful look.

Emilia rose from her chair and bowed apologetically to Shinji Matou: "I'm sorry, Mr. Shinji. The owner of this mansion has returned. I need to go over there first to explain what happened yesterday, and then I will keep my promise."

"Don't worry about it, I also want to learn about the magic of this country as soon as possible."

"Excuse me."

Emilia left, leaving Shinji Matou alone in the messy restaurant. Bored, he used his magic to draw a transmutation circle to repair the structure of the room.

Alchemy is the flow of matter, which can be understood as a combination of physics and chemistry. Generally speaking, like magic, alchemy can do what science can do, and it cannot achieve what science cannot.

The layout here has only been disrupted; nothing is missing, so restoring its structure is extremely simple.

Click-clack~ Click-clack~ Splash-splash-splash~

The messy furniture and tableware were restored to their original positions by an invisible force, and even the soup spilled on the floor was returned to the plate without spilling a drop.

That being said, Matou Shinji wouldn't drink the spilled soup.

Shinji Matou drew a circle on the table and placed his right hand on it to absorb the magic of this world and analyze it.

This world, like the Type-Moon universe, is a world where magic exists, and many of its rules are similar, such as being based on the four elements of alchemy.

After all, they are all works created in the fantasy world of Western swords and magic.

"Water magic is related to healing magic."

"Fire magic is the manifestation of temperature."

"Wind magic is still the same old thing, you can tell from Rem's abilities."

"According to Ram, there are also two types of magic: earth magic and yin magic. Yin magic is related to debuffs or spatial magic, while yang magic seems to be able to repair matter."

Ten minutes later, Shinji Matou heard light footsteps. The person seemed to be pacing back and forth outside the restaurant. He stopped absorbing magic power and glanced at the door. Rem, dressed in a maid outfit, slowly walked into the restaurant carrying a plate of soup, looking flustered and confused.

Rem placed the soup in front of Shinji Matou, stepped back and bowed deeply, apologizing in a trembling voice: "Sir, I am truly sorry. Last night, my thoughts were too extreme, which led me to do such a thing to you. My sister has already told me what happened. If it can make up for the mistake I made last night, I am willing to accept any punishment."

Shinji Matou said indifferently, "The punishment ended last night. How does it feel to lose a loved one?"

Rem answered in a weak and heavy voice, "Yes, very deeply. When I woke up this morning, my body felt like it was being torn apart, and I couldn't breathe. I can't imagine a world without my sister."

Shinji Matou sipped his soup with a spoon: "Ram told me about your sisters' experiences, so it's no wonder you hate the Witch Cult so much."

Rem bowed again and apologized: "Yes, I'm very sorry. I didn't know anything about you and assumed you were a member of the Witch Cult."

"You're really weak," Shinji Matou suddenly remarked.

"sorry."

"It's not just about your strength, but also your personality. Although I, as an outsider, shouldn't say too much to you sisters, Rem, don't let your sister worry too much."

"Yes."

Shinji Matou looked at Rem, who remained silent with her head down, and chuckled, "You're probably thinking right now, how much can an outsider like me possibly understand you sisters?"

Rem stiffened, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head, saying, "No."

“I’ve met many people with your kind of eccentric personality. Some of them are stronger than you, and some are weaker, but without exception, they are all immersed in their own world and don’t listen to others. It often takes a heavy price to make them wake up.”

Shinji Matou stared into Rem's eyes and spoke slowly, "Last night, I gave you a very memorable lesson."