Offer blocks to the end times

Hashirama was thinking of all sorts of ways to deal with Pandora: creating a vacuum around her to block out sound; using an extremely high-pitched sound wave to suppress sound; and striking her before she could speak.

At the time, it was all just a hypothetical scenario. Hashirama didn't even know what Pandora looked like or the range of her abilities. To completely defeat her, Hashirama felt that he had to ensure that every possible outcome for her was death.

However, he can take Ais to the trial tomorrow, and then he will know whether that 'Echidna' is real or fake. As for the other five witches, Hashirama will politely decline. They are all mentally unstable, and Hashirama does not want to cause trouble for himself.

Hashirama was also very interested in their Dream City, where Echidna had lived for hundreds of years and must have left behind a lot of knowledge.

Chapter 723 Before the Trial

Time flies, and it's already evening. Liliana went to inquire about the Sword Demon. Theresa loved her songs, so she started talking about what had happened over the years.

Ram seems to have given Roswaal a good beating, but it felt like she only hit him lightly. After she finished, she went back to her maid persona. I wonder if the restoration of her horns affected her mind.

Natsuki Subaru took Emilia to the village to relax, but Emilia was wearing a strange outfit with a layer of what appeared to be an illusion spell on it, making her unrecognizable.

After dinner, Rem caught up with Hashirama, who looked at her with a puzzled expression. "What's wrong, Rem? Is something the matter?"

"Please allow me to wash your clothes, sir," Rem said, bowing slightly. "You haven't changed your clothes these past few days, so they must be quite dirty. Bath water is ready in the bathroom, and I'll help you tidy up your clothes."

"I'm not wearing any clothes, no, I mean the clothes don't need to be washed," Hashirama let slip a little, "This outer garment is a divine armor that can automatically purify itself, and right now I'm just a clone, so I don't need to take a bath."

"Is that so?" Rem said, slightly disappointed, then blushed and spoke in a very hesitant tone, "Then, do you need Rem to serve you in bed?"

"So I'm just a clone now, I don't need it at all! I don't even need my original body!" Hashirama retorted helplessly. "Also, who taught you to say these things?"

“Huh? But my sister goes to see Lord Roswaal every night,” Rem said, quite surprised. “Sometimes we even hear strange noises. Isn’t that basic service for a maid to her master?”

“Rem, don’t get me wrong, Lord Roswaal was replenishing my magic power,” Ram stepped out from the shadows. Rem wanted to say something, but Ram stopped her.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, Rem. I'll teach her a lesson," Ram said, grabbing Rem who was about to say something and pulling her off the stage.

“Strange sisters,” Hashirama shook his head. He hadn’t expected Roswaal to be so evil, actually attacking Ram. But after he did the math, he realized that it really was to replenish his mana, because Ram’s injuries were leaking air every day and she needed to replenish her mana to move around normally.

In the morning, Roswaal came to find Hashirama. He had already made preparations to go to the Sanctuary. After a while, Ais and the others also gathered there.

Roswaal explained seriously, "The barrier over there reacts to people of mixed race, so you have to take the correct route to get in."

“I understand,” Hashirama nodded, looking at the two elves beside him. “Have you learned to fly?”

"I know a little bit," the two slowly took to the air, followed by the three people beside them. Led by Roswaal, the five of them headed towards a certain direction.

It flew away rapidly.

Lefia's flight was a bit more difficult, and it was only after Hashirama carried her that everyone sped up.

After flying for several tens of minutes, the five stopped above a forest. Roswaal introduced the area, saying, "This is the Cremarty Forest of Lost Souls. The Sanctuary uses this as a special barrier to protect itself. It takes two days of ritual to break its influence."

"What a strange barrier," Hashirama thought, trying to sense the magical energy fluctuations there, but he couldn't feel anything. Then Roswaal led everyone down, and after following the strange route for a while, they arrived at a barrier.

“This is it,” Roswaal said, walking in first, followed by the others. However, Ais fainted after arriving. Roswaal explained, “This barrier will react to hybrids. Don’t worry, she’ll wake up soon.”

Although they had some doubts, they breathed a sigh of relief when Ais truly regained consciousness. They then followed Roswaal to a ruined, vine-covered building. Riveria examined Ais there, while Lefia watched with concern.

"Is this the Sanctuary?" Hashirama asked, looking at the ruins covered with plants. Roswaal looked around nostalgically. "Yes, once we pass the trial of the tomb, we can see our teacher who is sealed away."

“I will also help with the resurrection at that time,” Hashirama promised. Roswaal nodded slightly, seemingly discouraged by Echidna in the Dream Castle. “Thank you, but it’s daytime now. Even if we go into the tomb, the trial can’t begin. Let’s go and check if Miss Ais is qualified for the trial first.”

"..." Hashirama was speechless. This should have been said sooner! Only now, right before the exam, are they telling us whether we're qualified to enter?! "How do we confirm?"

"We'll find out once she goes in. If the tomb reacts, it means she's qualified," Roswaal said calmly. "However, if she's not a half-blood, her body will be rejected and torn apart when she steps on it!"

"You didn't mention that," Hashirama said unhappily. Although he could heal her immediately, it would lower his chances with the beautiful woman!

“Miss Ais, this sounds too dangerous. Let’s not participate,” Lefia whispered from the side. Ais shook her head. “It’s okay. I will definitely succeed.”

“Miss Ais won’t be able to leave this barrier without passing the trial,” Roswaal said in the hero’s strange tone. Hashirama shook his head helplessly and took out a magical device, handing it to Riveria. “This is a barrier destroyer. You can break this barrier at any time if you think it’s necessary.”

“Barrier killer, I see. I’ve collected similar items over there,” Riveria nodded, put away the magical device, and then tested the magic. “Teleportation works normally, we can leave here at any time.”

“Follow me,” Roswaal said, ignoring the two men, and led the four to an entrance with a stone staircase. “It’s over there. Don’t touch it if you’re not qualified.”

“I’m going over there,” Ais said, walking towards the building. The people behind her watched nervously, but nothing unexpected happened when she stepped onto the stairs. A faint light emanated from the building.

“This is what it means to be qualified to take on the trial,” Roswaal said, slowly walking forward. “If you’re not qualified, this is what happens!”

His foot touched the step, but nothing changed. "Huh? What's going on? Can I do it too?"

Hashirama stared speechlessly at Roswaal. The amulet he wore was flashing and exerting its power, but there were invisible attacks all around. As Roswaal happily rushed in, the amulet that was supposed to neutralize the power of the grave shattered instantly.

Chapter 724 The Holy Land Castle and the Story

Instantly, a powerful force sent Roswaal flying, blood splattering all over his body. "Cough cough cough, are you back to normal now?"

"You really are crazy," Roswaal said nonchalantly after Hashirama healed his injuries. "Consider this an apology for withholding information, so that neither of you would rush in and cause an accident. Besides, I also trust Lord Hashirama's healing abilities!"

Ais walked around inside and came out again. According to her, the inside was empty. Roswaal also said that the trial would not begin until evening, and he led everyone away from there for the time being.

However, after walking outside with everyone for a while, they saw a short, simply dressed, wild boy blocking the entrance. He had short, golden, upright hair, sharp green eyes, a conspicuous white scar on his forehead, and most importantly, sharp fangs in his mouth. It was clear at a glance that he was not a pure human.

"Hey, isn't this Garfiel?" Roswaal casually greeted the boy outside, and then introduced him to Hashirama and the others, "This is Garfiel, a 'powerful figure' in the Sanctuary."

"Hmph, Roswaal, you tricked people into coming in again," Garfiel's tone was not good, and then he glared at Riveria and the others with great displeasure, "What are the elves doing here at this testing ground?!"

"A testing ground, huh?" Hashirama shook his head. "Isn't this the graveyard of the Witch of Greed?"

"You actually knew?" Garfield was taken aback. Rhodes

Val waved his hand from the side, "Alright, these are distinguished guests. They will be staying here for a while to take on the trials."

"A challenge trial? Could there be a half-blood among them?" Garfield looked at the group, while Hashirama waved his hand, "Sorry, Roswaal, I'll be going back soon."

"Is it for the capital?" Roswaal shook his head. "I'm not going there now, but please protect Emilia. If Miss Ais fails, Emilia can continue the challenge."

“I understand,” Hashirama nodded, looking at Riveria. “I’ll leave this to you.”

“Yes,” Riveria nodded, and Hashirama opened a portal and returned directly to the castle.

After wandering around for a while, Hashirama still didn't see Subaru and Emilia. He asked Rem, who was nearby, and learned that the two had gone to the village to relax.

Wilhelm and Theresa were engaged in a sword fight on the side. The two seemed evenly matched, but they stopped when they saw Hashirama approaching.

"Lord Hashirama," Wilhelm bowed. He appeared to have regained his youth, but inwardly he was still the old butler.

"Hmm, they really are working hard," Hashirama nodded, then remembered something, "By the way, we'll be leaving here in a few days, so let's get everything ready as soon as possible."

“Understood, but there’s only one thing to do now: avenge Theresa!” Wilhelm said, a spark gleaming in his eyes. “The White Whale and the Witch Cult must be eliminated.”

“I’m afraid it will be difficult,” Hashirama shook his head as he looked at him. “You know the bizarre methods of those Archbishops of Sin. Even with your current power, you cannot eliminate them.”

“Indeed, normally, I would only face certain death if I encountered them, but now that I know their information, I can eliminate them one by one,” Wilhelm said calmly, then changed his tone, “However, the most important thing now is to find their location.”

“Is that so?” Hashirama thought for a moment, “Then let’s go after we’ve finished dealing with the Nobunaga’s Ambition incident, and Reinhard will join us.”

“Reinhard,” Wilhelm paused for a moment, then nodded. “I understand. I will wait for Theresia.”

“I’ve also made some amulets for those strange abilities, which should work,” Hashirama said, pulling out a chain that looked like crystal shards. “These have a lot of defensive abilities against malicious curses and strange attacks, so they should be somewhat effective.”

“I understand, thank you very much,” Wilhelm said, taking the two chains and continuing to practice with Theresa, while Hashirama worked on making diamonds to avoid embarrassing himself when resurrecting the royal family.

After being bored for a while, Hashirama started flipping through the Book of Wisdom in his hand. Although Echidna had said that it could also make predictions, the function was now completely useless, and it was covered with all sorts of random characters, making it impossible to even form sentences.

"The interference of variables," Hashirama actually understood the reason for the above confusion. In a complete system, all the conditions are input, and the result can be calculated naturally. However, if someone keeps adding variables to this system, the result will change at any time, and the result will be different at every moment.

Hashirama is such a variable. The Book of Wisdom can make predictions based on all life, matter, and magic in the world, but Hashirama is a variable source that constantly emits magic.

After all, all the defensive spells on his body require magic power, and this magic power is supplied entirely by his own body, and has nothing to do with the magic power from the outside world.

Hashirama tossed the book into his ring and strolled leisurely around. Then he saw Merry sitting there obediently, but upon closer inspection, he realized she was playing with the insects on the ground.

"A monster user, huh?" Hashirama shook his head helplessly. She seemed like an obedient child, but Hashirama noticed that she was somewhat pathological inside. "Another problem child. I wonder how she'll be when she's with Rei and the others."

Hashirama casually planted a few amulets on her, then walked to the side and saw Liliana writing and drawing on a patch of sand, writing a large area of ​​it in rows.

"What are you doing, Liliana?" Hashirama asked casually as he looked at the words on the other side. It seemed to be lyrics, probably a new chapter of Sword Demon Love Song.

Sure enough, Liliana answered there, "This is the inspiration I got from asking about the experiences of the Sword Demon and the heroine over the years. Their story is undoubtedly a legend, but it takes scholars to organize the story into lyrics. I need to write this down carefully."

"I see. Why not use paper to record it?" Hashirama asked curiously, then saw Liliana look at him in surprise, and shook her head helplessly. "Lord Hashirama, paper is such a precious thing, I can't afford it at all. I'm just jotting down some key points on the beach, simplifying the story a bit, and then memorizing it properly."

"Is that so?" Although he knew the gap between the rich and poor here might be huge, Hashirama finally felt it. He took out a stack of papers and a few pens. "Here, take these."

"This is blank paper?! It's very expensive, can you really give it to me?" Liliana became excited. Hashirama looked at her speechlessly as she held the blank paper in her arms. "Of course it's for you. I can also help you with the lyrics."

Chapter 725 Different People

"Does Your Excellency know any famous scholars?" Liliana asked excitedly. Hashirama shook his head. "Of course not, but I do have this: Blessing - Artistic Enhancement!"

A beam of light fell on Liliana, who suddenly looked puzzled. "Huh? What's wrong with me? I feel like song lyrics are just popping into my head!"

"Okay, hurry up and write it down," Hashirama handed her a pen, and Liliana squatted down and started writing quickly. She filled a page in no time, but she was still writing quickly.

At that moment, Hashirama heard Reinhard's voice, "Excuse me, is Lord Hashirama here?"

"Hmm? Oh," Hashirama was surprised at first, then realized it was a transmission from a magical device, "Is that Reinhard? Is everything ready in the capital?"

"We are still gathering all the royal candidates. We should be able to gather them all by the day after tomorrow. I hope Lord White Dragon will bring Lady Emilia to the capital tomorrow."

“I see, I understand. See you tomorrow then,” Hashirama said casually, while Reinhard’s voice continued, “Then, I’ll be waiting for you in the capital, sir.”

As the call ended, Hashirama considered who to take with him. Emilia and Rem were the standard choice, but Subaru Natsuki couldn't be left here. He also needed to bring the Sword Demon couple as evidence for those who had doubts. With that in mind, the only ones still here were Liliana, Merry, and Ram.

There was no need to worry about Ram and Merry, but as for Liliana, just as Hashirama was thinking this, Liliana suddenly looked up and asked, "Has something happened? If it's a big incident, please let me go with you!"

"You're very perceptive," Hashirama said, looking at her with surprise before conveying the information to her. "Indeed, a major event is about to occur in the capital."

“The royal family is resurrected? This is truly a momentous event,” Liliana said, her expression filled with excitement. “Please allow me to accompany you to manage this matter. I will make this an immortal song.”

“Okay,” Hashirama nodded, but looking at her completely different appearance, Hashirama was slightly surprised. So this is the effect of artistic enhancement.

Seeing Liliana squatting there writing again, Hashirama made her a table and then went to talk to Rem about tomorrow's plans.

When they found her, Rem was cleaning the house with Ram. After listening to Hashirama's words, Rem bowed and went to tidy up the items.

However, Ram stayed behind, staring intently at Hashirama. "Although using Rem as a price is unforgivable, I still thank Lord Hashirama for reviving the people of the village."

"..." Hashirama didn't know what to say. Ram bowed and said, "So, I'm entrusting Rem to you from now on, and I hope you will treat her well."

“Of course,” Hashirama nodded, then looked at her with a puzzled expression. “Why do I feel like you’re not going to come to me? Roswaal already gave you to me as a price.”

“No,” Ram shook his head, “If we’re talking about master and servant, Ram is the master now, and Lord Roswaal has to listen to me.”

"Uh, I'm not interested in your interests anymore," Hashirama muttered weakly, a question creeping into his mind. "Could it be that the repair of the horns affected his head?"

"I don't quite understand what Lord Hashirama is talking about," Ram rolled her eyes at Hashirama, then continued, "However, Ram and Lord Roswaal have a contract. If everything in the world operates according to the Book of Wisdom, Ram will obey Lord Roswaal's orders, but if the opposite is true, Lord Roswaal must obey Ram."

“Hmm, what a complicated relationship,” Hashirama scratched his head. “So you’re the boss here now, and Roswaal’s words don’t carry any weight anymore?”

“Of course, I will listen to Lord Roswaal in most matters, after all, I am still a maid,” Ram said, then her tone changed, “but this matter is Lord Roswaal’s fault, and I will make him change.”