Offer blocks to the end times

"That's not enough! I can use even stronger magic!" Rem exclaimed excitedly.

Hashirama patted her head helplessly, "Sleep!"

With Hashirama's magic, Rem finally calmed down and went limp. Hashirama carried her outside. Ram looked at her sister anxiously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she found that she was alright. "That's great, but how did Rem do all that?"

"Well, I slightly boosted her strength, and I just happened to come over to test it out," Hashirama explained briefly. Ram sighed, "Rem~"

“But what about all this ice? The whole mansion is getting cold,” Natsuki Subaru asked from the side. Hashirama and Ram spoke at the same time, “Leave it to me!”

"Hmm?" The two looked at each other, and Hashirama spoke up, "Ram, you should take care of Rem. I'll handle things here."

"Okay, I'll leave it to you," Ram nodded, holding Rem, while Hashirama stretched his wrists. "It's been a while since I've used my skills. Wave Impact! Sky-Splitting Shock!"

Magic and fist techniques completely shattered the ice forest in front of him. Hashirama then summoned a gust of wind to carry away the powder. "Phew, done!"

"That one just now, could it be...?" Natsuki Subaru was extremely excited. Although he didn't know what he was talking about, how could a master not know? Hashirama nodded, "That's right, that's it!"

"It really is martial arts! It's amazing!" Natsuki Subaru exclaimed excitedly, while the others around him looked puzzled. "Martial arts?"

“Not bad,” Hashirama nodded, looking like a martial arts master. “Using magical power to drive the body, one can achieve effects equal to or even surpassing magic!”

Hashirama then gave them a brief demonstration, showing them how to move from supersonic speed to splitting a mountain with one hand. The people around him applauded. Hashirama looked at them speechlessly and ended the demonstration with a single move, "Condense!"

A force blasted a hole in the ground, about the thickness of a fist and tens of meters deep. After a while, water slowly began to seep out of it.

"Wow, that's amazing! They actually dug out a spring right away!" Several people clapped enthusiastically. Hashirama glanced at them with annoyance. "Alright, the performance is over. You guys should go back now. I still need to tidy up this place."

The group chuckled awkwardly and ran off. Hashirama restored the surrounding lawn and used the spring water to create a natural water tap, one side of which was connected to the river in front of the castle.

Rem woke up after resting in the room for a while, but her face turned a little red when she thought about what she had just done. Ram, who was next to her, was relieved and gently comforted her.

After a while, Rem calmed down, and then the others went to prepare dinner, while Hashirama went to find Beatrice.

To be honest, Hashirama hadn't been inside the forbidden library here many times, especially since the portals would open randomly, making it difficult to spot. Of course, Hashirama found it directly by following the contract.

However, Beatrice was the only one inside. She was wearing headphones and excitedly staring at the computer. When she sensed Hashirama approaching, she reluctantly looked up and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Well, nothing much. I'm going to the capital tomorrow. Betty, do you want to come with me?" Hashirama said casually from the side. Beatrice shook her head. "Betty still has to manage this forbidden library, so she can't leave for the time being."

"Ahem," Hashirama was speechless for a moment. She was clearly reluctant to part with the computer. "Well, if I leave, the magic circle connecting to the network will be disconnected."

"What?!" Beatrice exclaimed anxiously, seemingly realizing the power of the internet. "This won't do! I'll go with you!"

"Well, that's good," Hashirama suppressed a laugh, then looked at the computer. "Betty, what have you been watching lately?"

“No, it’s nothing,” Betty said, holding her laptop. Hashirama shook his head speechlessly. “Alright, I’m not forbidding you from using the computer.”

"That's good," Beatrice breathed a sigh of relief. Hashirama glanced at it and realized that it was just a desktop, with the miniature webpage below. However, after seeing the connection between Beatrice and her surroundings, Hashirama shook his head. "Betty, try turning the entire library into a portable space!"

"What do you mean?" Beatrice didn't quite understand. Hashirama explained the concept of personal space, and Beatrice nodded. "Is that so? But is the method reliable? I don't want to destroy this library."

“No problem,” Hashirama waved his hand, and then the two of them began to experiment. This forbidden library was originally a special space, only the exit was fixed here. Moreover, Beatrice was already very familiar with this place. After spending some time, the two of them turned the forbidden library into Beatrice’s private property.

Regarding Hashirama's concern about 'not being able to find the way once the door is closed,' Beatrice didn't experience this problem. She could control space at will, but the entrance would be fixed at the entrance and exit.

Beatrice, relieved to be able to move freely, hugged Hashirama and jumped for joy, then blushed and said haughtily, "Alright, alright, you can go now, I have important things to do!"

"Sigh, this is a tsundere loli," Hashirama shook his head with a wry smile, then picked up his laptop and left.

It should be dinnertime now. Although Hashirama rarely eats, Rem still came to invite him. Hashirama, who had nothing else to do, followed her. The meal was still very simple.

Hashirama was conjuring up food on one side, while Rem looked sullen. The others, however, seemed quite interested in the novel food; Subaru even asked if they had mayonnaise, though Hashirama had never seen it before.

It was created using food magic.

Chapter 729 One Night Passed

While eating heartily, Liliana showed Hashirama the lyrics she had just written; she planned to promote her work in the royal capital.

Although Hashirama didn't know much about music, he figured Liliana must have created a famous piece. Hashirama pretended to appreciate it, and then handed it over to Wilhelm for review a while later.

The two of them spoke highly of the work, and Liliana seemed very excited, insisting that they sign their names in the lyric book.

After a noisy dinner, everyone went to rest. Hashirama returned to his room and fiddled with his computer. After a while, a deep knock came from outside, followed by Rem's faint voice, "Lord Hashirama, it's me."

"Hmm, come in," Hashirama casually opened the door with his magic. Rem cautiously walked in, looked at Hashirama sitting there, slowly approached, and then asked tentatively, "Um, Lord Hashirama, is there something you need from me?"

"Come sit down," Hashirama patted a chair on the side, and Rem carefully stepped back. "No, no need, I can stand."

"That won't do. There's still a long night ahead. I don't know if you can hold on. Sit down quickly," Hashirama said, patting the chair. Although Rem, who had fused with the Hourai Jade Branch, should theoretically have infinite magical power and life, Hashirama wasn't sure if she would still get sleepy.

"One night?!" Rem exclaimed in surprise, then covered her mouth, straightened her clothes, and bowed to Hashirama. "Lord Hashirama, although I have already prepared myself, could you please grant me a few more days? Once I get there, Lord Hashirama can do whatever he wants with me."

"?" Hashirama looked at her in confusion. Even with the protection of the Hourai Jade Branch, Hashirama couldn't see her emotions clearly, as the constantly surging magical energy obscured other colors. "What are you talking about? It will be a bit late when we get there. We must study properly now."

"Is this...is this how it is?" Rem struggled for a moment before sitting down dejectedly. "What...what should I do?"

"Hmm," Hashirama pulled up a video explaining the city, then patted Rem, who was lost in thought, "Take a good look at this. You'll have to learn it before you go there."

"Huh? Oh," Rem exclaimed in surprise, then looked up and her face flushed slightly. It turned out she had been overthinking things. But looking at the glowing thin panel in front of her, she said, "Lord Hashirama, where does this dialogue mirror connect to? I've never seen this architectural style before."

"A dialogue mirror?" Hashirama was puzzled for a moment, then guessed that it must be a magical device for communication or something. He shook his head. "Just think of this as a magical device that can record things. It records a city in another world, the place where I live now. Rem needs to know about it."

“The place where adults live,” Rem nodded, gathering her thoughts. “I understand.”

However, she was a little puzzled. She could now understand and read a language she had never heard before. After a while, Rem's eyes felt a little dizzy again. "Lord Hashirama, is that the city where you live? It seems a bit crowded, and there are many strange gadgets."

"Hmm, it's alright. Let me explain it to you," Hashirama explained the uses of various electrical appliances. Rem was initially very confused, but gradually became excited. When Hashirama taught her how to look things up, she frantically searched for them.

Seeing her focused expression, Hashirama shifted most of his attention back to his physical body, making it appear as if she were asleep.

However, there's something wrong with the feeling of having both sides; one side of my mind is confused, while the other is clear-headed, though I can switch between them at any time.

Calculating the time ratio, he realized he could only stay here for about ten minutes. Especially since it was nighttime, but it was noisy outside. Senju looked around and found that the demons he had resurrected a few days ago were now learning under the guidance of the guards, although the guards didn't quite understand either.

Rick was quite relaxed, playing his game console while giving instructions. Thousand Hands ignored them, flipped his hand, created a 'Memory of the World', and threw it into the Book of Dreams. The rules inside immediately stabilized, and the NPCs inside slowly began to move. Then, many players discovered that they could interact with the NPCs inside.

After slightly adjusting the permissions of each party, Hashirama let it grow on its own. Then, Senju created a 'Swan' airship and a war airship in the space. Of course, the pilots were all puppets, and the hull was also enchanted with metal magic. Although it could not perform difficult maneuvers, it could still do simple take-off, turning, and landing.

After placing the airship into the new ring, Senju filled it with a bunch of supplies before tossing it aside. Then, Senju lay back down on the bed and focused her mind on Hashirama's body.

The sky outside had already brightened, and the computer screen next to her was still lit, displaying a webpage about the legend of the Oni race, while Rem lay there asleep.

"Looks like you've been up all night," Hashirama shook his head, then picked up Rem and prepared to put her on the bed. However, Rem slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "Lord Hashirama?"

"Hmm, Rem, get some rest. You were exhausted last night," Hashirama said softly, then the door beside him was closed.

The door was pushed open, and then Ram's voice came through, "Lord Hashirama, have you seen Re... Rem?!"

"Sister," Rem whispered, sounding very weak. Ram's expression changed. "Lord Hashirama, what did you do to Rem?!"

"I didn't do anything," Hashirama quickly waved his hands to explain. Although the scene was easy to misunderstand, he really hadn't done anything!

Rem whispered from the side, "Don't worry, sister, I'm just tired from playing all night, I'll be fine soon."

However, Rem's words made Ram even more suspicious. She raised her hand to Hashirama and said, "Lord Hashirama, please leave Rem's side!"

"I'm really okay, sister," Rem said, feeling a bit groggy. She shook her head, trying to get up, but Hashirama quickly put her down. Rem was still unsteady and slowly regained her senses while holding onto Hashirama.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The diligent butler, Natsuki Subaru, jumped out, curious about the tense situation, but seeing Hashirama and Rem's expressions, he became suspicious. "Could it be that you two..."

"Don't make wild guesses," Hashirama retorted, then pointed to the computer on the side. "Rem just played on the computer all night."

Chapter 730 Misunderstanding

"Computer?" Ram said, puzzled. She seemed to realize she had made a mistake, while Subaru's eyes lit up. "Computer?!"

"Barus, do you know what that is?" Ram asked, looking at Subaru Natsuki. But Subaru Natsuki was staring intently at the computer. "It really is a computer! I really want to play it. Damn it, hang in there, Subaru Natsuki! Think of Emilia!"

"Barus!" Ram's voice rose slightly, but Natsuki Subaru immediately stood up straight as if startled. "I really didn't mean to play on the computer!"

"Barus, can you explain this to me?" While Ram was questioning Subaru, Rem made an ice cube and stuck it to her face. She quickly woke up, then noticed her slightly wrinkled clothes, quickly straightened them, and bowed to Hashirama, "I'm sorry, Lord Hashirama, I actually fell asleep last night."

"It's alright, it's normal," Hashirama waved his hand casually, then asked, "How much did you learn last night?"

"Hmm, I feel like there's a lot, but I can't quite put my finger on it now," Rem said, rubbing her head with a headache. She had seen so many new and interesting things in one night that she didn't know where to begin. "But that place is really amazing. There are so many interesting things there, and they even have demons."

"That's good," Hashirama nodded. "In the coming days, you should take the time to learn about the situation over there."

"Hmm," Rem nodded, while Ram, who had just figured it out, apologized, "I'm so sorry, Lord Hashirama, I shouldn't have doubted you. But in the future, could Ram watch Rem when she's studying?"

“That’s possible, but we’re heading to the capital today, and Ram won’t be able to keep an eye on things,” Hashirama said, scratching his head. Ram paused for a moment, then looked at Subaru Natsuki beside him. “Then Balus or Lady Emilia can accompany us.”

“Leave this to me,” Natsuki Subaru said, patting his chest as if guaranteeing Rem’s safety, but Hashirama knew that this guy probably had his eye on the computer.

Hashirama shook his head, looking at Ram who didn't understand the computer, "By the way, Rem, Subaru, why don't you explain some computer knowledge to Ram? I'm going out for a bit."

“Leave it to me,” Natsuki Subaru patted his chest, then remembered something, “Wait, I’ll go get Emilia!”

Seeing that Subaru Natsuki had run away, Hashirama went out to stretch his body. The mental shift had caused him some confusion, but after moving around, he slowly came to his senses, and then his expression became somewhat awkward.

He suddenly remembered that tonight was the night Ais began her trial, and he had not only not gone to watch, but had also fast-forwarded through it. He absolutely couldn't let Riveria and the others know about this!

After doing a quick calculation, Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that Ais and the others seemed to be fine. He hoped that Ais could pass the triple test smoothly.

Meanwhile, during the night that Senju and Rem spent together, in the Sanctuary, a group of people surrounded Ais and the others as they walked towards the tomb. Alongside them was a little girl-sized elf named Ryuki. The moment she saw Riveria, she knew she was from the elven royal family and immediately knelt down.

Ryuori is the core of this Sanctuary Barrier. Riveria learned about the Sanctuary from her and understood most of the things here. Then she began to analyze the contents of the Sanctuary Barrier.

A group of people watched as Ais stepped onto the steps of the tomb. The entire tomb glowed, and they watched in silence before gradually dispersing, leaving only a few people waiting outside.

Meanwhile, Ais, who was unconscious, returned to her hometown when she was still alive, and the innocent Ais was still lying in her mother's arms.

Her father was still wearing that armor and a red cloak, looking at her mother tenderly. Ais longed to feel her mother's warmth, and then slowly opened her eyes. She remembered that this should be the day the disaster struck!

Regardless of how Ais's trial went, Hashirama had already started moving around outside, practicing the Hilgram style of martial arts.

"What a beautiful move! I never imagined Lord Hashirama was such a skilled martial artist."

"Hands," Wilhelm exclaimed, seeing the movement in the pillars.

Hashirama slowly stopped. "I'm just an ordinary person. There are many masters whose martial arts are far superior to mine. One of them has a similar title to yours; he's also a Sword Demon."

“That is quite a coincidence. However, I am rather dull when it comes to swordsmanship, and I am afraid I am no match for that Mr. Sword Demon,” Wilhelm said modestly, while Hashirama looked at him speechlessly.

"What's wrong, Lord Hashirama?" Wilhelm looked at Hashirama with some confusion. Hashirama shook his head. "No, nothing. It's just that you two are indeed the same kind of people. He also said that his talent was too poor and that he only managed to reach this level by working hard to catch up with someone else."

“That’s quite a coincidence,” Wilhelm said, also taken aback. Then Hashirama gave him a brief account of William’s situation.

“I’m also quite interested in that gentleman, and I hope to meet him soon,” Wilhelm said, his youthful vigor returning, his tone no longer as heavy and rigid as before.

The two then tried sparring, but stopped shortly afterward. Hashirama was hesitant, fearing he might accidentally blow his opponent apart with a single punch, while Wilhelm needed to control his strength, afraid of injuring Hashirama.

However, after their fists collided, Wilhelm was knocked back several steps, blood flowing from his mouth, and Hashirama had no choice but to stop and treat him.

“Lord Hashirama, your martial arts seem a bit rusty. I suggest you start with the most basic punch,” Wilhelm suggested. Hashirama nodded. “Of course I understand my weaknesses, but starting with punches…”

As Hashirama spoke, he couldn't help but shake his head. After all, he wasn't a martial arts fanatic, nor did he love training. If he could take a shortcut, he would never be down-to-earth. Right now, he relied on his physical fitness, various magical protections and physical resistances, and various equipment to form an extremely high defense that could withstand attacks.