Offer blocks to the end times

"Reinhard?!" A trembling voice came from the side. Everyone looked over and saw Theresia with tears in her eyes. Reinhard looked at her as well, as if he saw a certain shadow in her. "Are you... my sister?"

"Pfft," Hashirama burst out laughing immediately, and Theresa's expression also turned sour. "You brat, I'm your grandma!"

"..." There was a long silence around him, and Reinhardt also became serious. "My grandmother was the previous Sword Saint Theresia van Astrea. Please don't say such things casually."

“I can’t believe you’ve grown up so much. You were only five when we parted ways,” Theresa said, ignoring Reinhard’s expression as she looked at her handsome grandson with a touch of nostalgia. “By the way, how is your grandfather? Is he alright?”

"Who exactly are you?" Reinhard's face showed pain, and the dragon sword at his waist trembled. Ais asked blankly, "Theresia, do you know him?"

“Of course, this is my lovely grandson. He was only this big when he left us, so adorable,” Theresa gestured, and Reinhard’s expression turned sour. “Please don’t make jokes about the dead.”

“Hey, Reinhard,” Hashirama greeted, “She is indeed your grandmother. I was just resurrected.”

"Resurrection?! Could it be that you?!" Reinhard looked at Hashirama, his face turning pale. "Could it be that you used that forbidden resurrection technique?!"

“That’s right, but that’s not a forbidden resurrection technique,” ​​Hashirama shook his head and explained the resurrection process. “At least in my opinion, it’s not forbidden.”

“Is that so?” Reinhardt’s expression shifted, and he bowed as he looked at Theresa’s expectant eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure about the situation right now either, but I just saw Mr. Wilhelm, and I’ll bring him over soon.”

Reinhard immediately took to the air after speaking, then turned into a small dot and disappeared. Theresa was somewhat disappointed. "Wilheim? What happened? He was so cute when he was little."

"..." Everyone looked at her sideways. It was really difficult for a young man to call a girl who looked younger than himself "grandma"!

“Ahem,” Natsuki Subaru looked at the silent atmosphere and suddenly clapped his hands. “Alright, we don’t need to worry about Reinhard anymore. The most important thing now is to celebrate Ram’s complete recovery.”

“That’s true,” Rem nodded repeatedly. “We need to have a party to celebrate my sister’s recovery! Subaru, come and help too.”

“Yes, I’m coming,” Natsuki Subaru ran over, and then the three of them returned to the castle. Theresa was still a little sad, so Ais used the example of Bell running away from her to calm Theresa down. Then she started to worry again, “But Helwim is coming soon. Is it okay for me to look like this?”

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As everyone was reminiscing, Reinhard flew over again with his men. He was carrying a dragon in one hand and a burly old butler in the other. He looked very excited. "Where exactly is Theresia?"

“Wilheim?” Theresa recognized the flustered, burly old deacon at a glance, her eyes reddening. The old deacon did the same. “Theresa?”

The two gazed at each other as they slowly approached, then embraced. Hashirama nudged Reinhard, "Is he the Sword Demon Wilhelm? But you brought him here so quickly."

“When I came here, I saw him traveling down below, so I brought him here,” Reinhard said softly, then looked at Hashirama. “What are you up to? If Grandpa knew the truth, he would be very sad.”

"Don't worry, I don't have any bad ideas. I just like to collect all kinds of talents. Besides, I already have a way to completely revive him," Hashirama replied softly. "As long as he is loyal to me, I will completely revive Theresa and even make him young again."

"So you're the one the Dragon Stone spoke of who could change the world, huh? I think I understand now," Reinhard closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them. "If I pledge allegiance to you, would you be willing to resurrect the entire royal family?"

"Deal!" Hashirama shouted immediately. Seeing Reinhard's confused look, Hashirama coughed lightly. "I mean, of course, as long as you pledge allegiance to me, resurrecting some people is no problem."

“But before that, I hope to see Grandma’s complete resurrection. It was my fault anyway,” Reinhard said, a hint of sadness in his eyes. Hashirama scratched his head and looked at the people over there. “It wouldn’t be good to go and disturb them now, even though it would look like an old cow eating young grass.”

Wilhelm and Theresa embraced for a long time before separating. Wilhelm placed his hand on Theresa's shoulder and looked at her earnestly, saying, "Theresa, I love you!"

“You finally said it, you idiot,” Theresa said, tears of joy streaming down her face. The two gazed at each other for a moment, then kissed. People around them turned away, and it took them quite a while to stop.

Wilhelm remembered the grudge of killing his wife years ago. "By the way, Theresa, what exactly happened during the Battle of the White Whale? Was that monster really that strong?"

“No, that’s not it,” Theresa shook her head. “Although I suddenly couldn’t draw the Dragon Sword at that time, I was still able to retreat. However, I was attacked by the Witch Cult and that’s when I was finished.”

"The Witch Cult, the White Whale!" Wilhelm said unhappily. "Looks like we need to get our revenge."

“Hmm,” Theresa nodded, then pointed at Reinhard and said, “By the way, look at little Reinhard, our grandson has grown so tall and handsome.”

“Don’t mention him,” Wilhelm said, glancing disapprovingly at Reinhard. “If he hadn’t stolen your Sword Saint’s blessing, you wouldn’t have been defeated there, and we wouldn’t have been separated for fourteen years!”

“Well, don’t blame him. No wonder that child looked so sad,” Theresa said, then brought up her own family. “By the way, how are the Astrea family doing now? And how are Heinkel and the others?”

Chapter 705 The World Turns

“This…” Helwim was speechless for a moment, but under Theresa’s questioning, he finally revealed the truth: after Theresa died in battle, Wilhelm had broken away from the Astrea family and changed his surname back to Trias.

Wilhelm's wife's death caused a rift between him and his son and grandson, and the Astrea family was falling apart.

"You idiot!" Theresa punched Wilhelm angrily. "I was hoping you two would get along well when I died, and you did this!"

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Wilhelm cried out as he hugged Theresa until she calmed down. “You’re always like this, hugging me whenever I’m angry. But this time you have to make up with little Rhine.”

“Yes, I understand,” Wilhelm nodded immediately, then looked at Reinhard with a blank expression. “Reinhard.”

*Slap!* Theresa patted his shoulder. "Huh?!"

Wilhelm rubbed his face, and after a while, his expression became quite strange. "Little Rhine."

“Grandpa,” Reinhard’s expression wasn’t good either, but Theresa next to him breathed a sigh of relief, “Things will get better eventually.”

After saying this, Theresa bowed to Hashirama, "Lord Hashirama, thank you very much. Thank you for letting me see Wilhelm again, and thank you for allowing me to fulfill my wish before I died."

“Theresia, and who is this?” Wilhelm looked Hashirama up and down, then looked at Theresia, who slowly spoke, “This is the one who resurrected me, and according to the agreement, he is also the one I will serve from now on.”

“Theresia…” Wilhelm called softly. Hashirama looked at him. “Are you interested in pledging allegiance to me?”

“Of course,” Wilhelm nodded without hesitation, then continued, “Although I feel ashamed before Ku…”

Lord Ershu, but I would do anything for Theresa.

Then the two knelt on one knee, and said, "Wilheim/Theresia van Astrea swear allegiance to Lord Hashirama."

“Yes, I accept.” Hashirama had no idea about any ceremony of loyalty, but he didn’t care. He placed his hands on the shoulders of the two men. “As my knight, accept my gift.”

With a flash of light, the white-haired, aged Wilhelm transformed into a thin, brown-haired young man, while Theresa, who had been a puppet, was now fully alive.

"What is this?!" The two looked at themselves in great surprise, while Hashirama said smugly, "This is a gift from God. As my subordinates, you also have corresponding benefits."

Despite saying that, Hashirama actually used the enhancement ability he obtained from the Demon King. He added attributes to the two people's bodies. Wilhelm regained his youth, and Theresa was completely resurrected. Of course, he also replanted the mark of loyalty in their consciousness.

"We are very grateful," the two bowed again, and then stood behind Hashirama. However, Hashirama felt that having people standing behind him was too uncomfortable. "Alright, don't follow me anymore. You just need to guard this place for now."

“Yes,” the two bowed and then walked to the side. Theresa looked at Wilhelm with eagerness, “Well, it’s been a long time. Let me see how your swordsmanship is.”

“Well, hahaha,” Wilhelm chuckled and scratched his head, while Theresa raised the Holy Sword Curry Stick. “Be careful, I’ve got a weapon that’s no less powerful than the Dragon Sword.”

"Here's a sword for you," Hashirama tossed him a steel-cleaving sword. He took it and examined it closely, his eyes lighting up. "It's a fine sword."

"Not bad, right?" Hashirama teased a slightly embarrassed Reinhard, who gave a wry smile before relaxing and smiling sincerely. "This is really good; it's exactly what I hoped for. So, what's next..."

"How about I take a look at what's next?" Roswaal's voice came from the side. He was talking about magic with the two elves. Their talk about space-time magic was quite interesting. However, they didn't know the necromancy and resurrection magic that Hashirama had mentioned.

“Lord Border Lord,” Reinhard bowed, and Roswaal waved his hand dismissively, “Sword Saint, you needn’t stand on ceremony. I’d also like to see the resurrection spell in action.”

"Alright, consider it a thank you gift for your forbidden library," Hashirama said casually, glancing around to make sure everything seemed alright. However, he still asked Ais and Wilhelm to keep an eye on the place, and Roswaal asked Ram to take care of the house.

Hashirama then opened a space leading to the royal capital, saying, "Then, let's go to the place where the royal family is buried."

“The royal tomb is completely sealed, and reopening it requires permission from the Sages’ Council,” Reinhard said there. “But please rest assured, Lord Hashirama, we will have the results soon.”

“Oh, if you ask me, we should revive the royal family first, then they’ll have nothing to say,” Roswaal said casually, while Hashirama didn’t care at all. “However, I must clarify that I can only revive those who still have a strong hope for the world. If those royals give up at the last minute, it will be very difficult for me to revive them.”

“I understand, but I believe there must be people in the royal family who won’t give up,” Reinhardt said confidently. Hashirama rolled his eyes. Actually, he didn’t want to resurrect disgusting people. Once he saw those corpses, he could easily tell whether they were worth resurrecting.

Upon arriving in the capital, the three of them flew towards the very center of the city and landed in a palace. The guards who surrounded them were dressed in the same white robes and white uniforms as Reinhard. They bowed to Reinhard and said, "Sword Saint, what brings you here?"

“I have something important to report to the members of the Sages’ Council,” Reinhard said solemnly, then gestured to introduce them, “This is Borderland Boroswall L. Mezas, and this is Lord Hashirama.”

"Understood, I'll report it immediately," the guard seemed to sense Reinhard's seriousness and immediately ran over to report. Soon, someone led the three of them forward.

The three quickly entered a large hall where eight elderly men were waiting. "Knight Reinhard, Borderland Borozwall, what brings you here?"

"Esteemed members of the Council of Sages," Reinhard bowed slightly, "I have completed my mission and found the person who can change the world. This person can bring the royal family back to life!"

"Resurrection? Could this be the meaning of the Dragon Calendar Stone?" The people sitting above discussed among themselves. "Very likely, otherwise it wouldn't have suddenly manifested now."

An old man with white hair and a white beard looked at Hashirama. "I am Maicrodford Macumaon. Are you really confident that you can resurrect the royal family?"

Chapter 706 Dragon Calendar Stone

“I think there’s no problem,” Hashirama said softly, choosing the simplest method. His form slowly changed, and then a huge white dragon appeared. “I think there’s no problem.”

"Divine Dragon!" The surrounding people were astonished. The divine dragon had actually descended in person. They immediately bowed and said, "We understand. Please rest assured, Divine Dragon."

"We will make preparations immediately."

"That's good, but only suitable people can be resurrected." Hashirama then returned to his human form. In fact, he had just transformed into a dragon spirit, whose aura was the strongest, and even Reinhard could not see any flaws.

Those around him looked at Hashirama with respect as he returned to his original form, while Roswaal gently shook his head, "Is that all? As expected of a dragon-owning kingdom."

The members of the Sages' Guild continued, "However, opening the Royal Tomb requires five Dragon Badges, which are among the five King Contestants. It will take some time to gather them."

“No problem,” Hashirama said casually. Although he could also make the corresponding badges, the other party hadn’t mentioned any reward, so Hashirama didn’t bother with them. “But now, take me to the Dragon Stone.”

“Yes,” the people around responded and immediately got to work. Then, a guard leader named Max led the three men to the side and they arrived at a cave.

"Is that so?" Hashirama sensed a familiar feeling around him, similar to the feeling when Senju used his divination technique.

They soon stopped in front of a huge stone tablet with lines of text written on it. Hashirama sensed the aura on it; it contained a part of the law of prophecy, but unfortunately, it could only work in this world, and now it was contaminated by another source of information. It could only predict specific things, and only a few sentences of information at a time.

Sensing the aura within, Hashirama studied it carefully for a while, absorbing the essence of divination techniques and adding it to his own divination methods.

Roswaal, standing nearby, was examining all the prophecies on the Dragonstone, seemingly wanting to see just how much history had been altered here.

"Alright, let's go back," Hashirama said, feeling there was nothing more to see here, and looked up to walk outside.

“Yes, Lord White Dragon,” Max bowed, and then the group left. Hashirama, Roswaal, and Reinhard walked slowly behind, talking as they went.

Reinhard looked somewhat emotional, "It's wonderful that Lord Hashirama appeared in the kingdom during this crisis. However, if you had come here half a year ago, the kingdom wouldn't have encountered so many problems."

"Six months ago," Hashirama casually calculated, which was about nine days in the modern world. He was probably at a comic convention at the time. "I'm so sorry, I had something important to do back then and couldn't come to help."

“No, this is just a personal reflection of mine, Lord Hashirama, there’s no need to apologize,” Reinhard bowed respectfully. Hashirama asked curiously, “It seems the royal family member died from illness, didn’t you seek medical treatment?”

“No one can cure the royal family’s disease,” Reinhard said dejectedly. “The Sage’s Tower was sealed off, and I couldn’t find a sage, which is why the royal family disappeared.”

"The Tower of Sages? That sounds interesting," Hashirama said curiously. "Are there really sages there?"

“That’s right,” Reinhardt nodded, “but the sage is still guarding that important place, and that lord forbids anyone from approaching it.”

"Is that so?" Hashirama was slightly curious, but seeing that it was already dusk outside, he casually tossed a piece of wood to Reinhard. "If you're ready, use this to contact me. I'm heading back to the Border Count's mansion now."

“Yes, Lord White Dragon,” Reinhard bowed after receiving the wooden piece, while Hashirama led Roswaal back to the mansion.

Seeing the emotions Roswaal was conveying, Hashirama shook his head helplessly. "I've already made it clear, I'm not a dragon. Even if you kill me, you won't get what you want, and you can't kill me either."

"?" Roswaal paused, then his expression slowly turned serious. "Lord Hashirama, what are you saying? I don't quite understand."

"Before you say that, try to suppress your killing intent," Hashirama retorted speechlessly. With his combined Nen and mind-reading abilities, Hashirama could vaguely see other people's thoughts and guess what they were thinking after a little thought, but this also made him easily misled.

“Killing intent, huh?” Roswaal sighed softly. “Then, may I ask you to resurrect someone as well?”

“Of course, as long as the price is right,” Hashirama nodded, while Roswaal pondered. “The price, huh?”

"Think about it carefully. I'm going to eat," Hashirama said as he walked towards the mansion, with Roswaal following behind, deep in thought.

The dinner was much more lavish than the previous days, though it still couldn't compare to the food provided by the Adventurers' Guild. Riveria and the others sat on one side, while Hashirama sat as an accompaniment.