Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

But that mistake had already cost him Subaru once.

It also made him realize that he might have been used all along...

Then that phrase echoed in Reinhard's mind once again:

Don't trust your eyes and ears...

Think more...

Wilhelm, standing to the side, simply placed his hand lightly on the hilt of the sword, without rushing to draw it.

His mind was equally in turmoil.

Doubts about the current situation.

Trust in Subaru Natsuki.

And concerns about Crusch's safety.

The interplay of these three factors prevented Wilhelm from taking any rash action.

Neither of them drew their swords.

However, the aura he unconsciously exuded still made the group of Aiko standing behind Natsuki Subaru breathe heavily.

They instinctively turned their gaze to Natsuki Subaru standing to the side.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, Natsuki Subaru didn't even flinch.

father!

You're even crazier than your mom!

One of the more astute daughters glanced towards the side hall, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't resist approaching Subaru Natsuki, cautiously speaking:

"Dad, should we bring that mad prime minister and Crusch over as hostages?"

This was originally the best way he could think of to break the deadlock.

As it turned out, Subaru Natsuki didn't respond to the conversation at all.

Instead, he raised his chin and pointed at the merchant standing between Wilhelm and Reinhard.

Who is this person in the middle? Do you know him?

The son paused for a moment, then introduced:

“He is Russell Ferro, one of the kingdom’s biggest merchants. I only recently learned that he is the leader of the Six Tongues in the capital, and the guy who has been opposing us all along!”

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

"After he and Crusch took advantage of the chaos to enter the palace, they formed an alliance. The two of them have been trying to find out our whereabouts. He is a ruthless and unscrupulous guy."

After listening, Natsuki Subaru nodded thoughtfully.

"Ruthless and unscrupulous? So it's Li Ru."

His gaze shifted from Russell Ferro to Wilhelm and Reinhard.

If Russell Filo is Li Ru;

Kurshu entered the palace and took over the capital, which can be considered akin to Dong Zhuo;

Her top general, Wilhelm, was Lü Bu.

So who is Diao Chan?

His brows slowly furrowed.

"It can't be Felix, can it..."

The thought of the cat-eared youth swaying between the cross-dressing Crusch and the elderly Wilhelm while wearing a dress made his shoulders twitch, and he quickly banished the image from his mind.

Alas, Natsuki Subaru ultimately stands out in this perverted world because he is too normal.

Russell Filo didn't hear Subaru and Aiko's conversation, but his gaze never stopped analyzing the current situation:

The rebels launch a counterattack, the palace falls, and the country is on the verge of collapse...

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more he wanted to know. He quickly turned to the side, lowered his voice, and asked the Sword Saint and Sword Ghost grandfather and grandson:

"This traitor is so arrogant? Why haven't you two made a move yet?"

Reinhardt's lips moved.

The dragon sword vibrated incessantly through its scabbard, and a familiar aura surged from his palm into his chest.

The joy of Subaru being alive had just begun to wash over him when the ruins before him forced him to think of Crusch and Marcus's safety. The two thoughts collided, making even uttering a sound difficult.

"Is...is there a mistake?"

Russell Ferro's eyes widened suddenly.

What did the Sword Saint just say?

Subaru Natsuki is already calling you "little girl," and you're still asking if there's a mistake?

Do you even know how to become a sword saint?

Why don't you just get married and have a child quickly, and then give up the blessing?

Faced with Russell's questioning gaze, Reinhard's shoulders tensed slightly. He looked at the black-haired youth before the throne, and the excruciating pain of the past few days pressed down on his chest once more.

"I've already missed it once."

His Adam's apple bobbed, but his hand holding the Dragon Sword never drew it.

"So this time, I won't take any action until I find out the details."

"Is there anything else to ask?"

Russell Ferro raised his hand and pointed to Subaru Natsuki's beloved son behind him.

"He has already captured the royal palace, and those following him are all strange people of unknown origin! They are clearly members of the organization that infiltrated the kingdom before!"

Reinhard followed his hand and looked down.

"Where's the evidence?"

"What?" Russell's breath hitched; this was hardly the kind of question Reinhard would ask...

“I did not participate in your cleaning of the palace, and I have not seen any other substitutes except for the fake Lord Mycroft.”

Although Reinhard was somewhat uneasy, he forced himself to look at Russell again.

"What makes you so sure they belong to the same organization?"

Russell's face darkened.

He then realized that Reinhard seemed to have become a completely different person when facing this black-haired youth...

Perhaps the wounds left from capturing Subaru Natsuki last time made this sword saint hesitant to make a judgment even in the face of such an obvious situation.

Since organizational affiliation couldn't convince him, we had to come up with another reason.

Whether they are an organization or not can be investigated later.

Russell took a step forward, his tone suddenly becoming more forceful.

"But the palace has been captured, and Lord Myrotov has fallen into enemy hands; these things cannot be false!"

"Sword Saint, every moment you hesitate, the kingdom becomes more dangerous. Are you really going to watch Lugnica's throne fall into someone else's hands for the sake of a friend?"

Reinhardt's fingers tightened suddenly.

The hilt of the Dragon Sword made a soft sound.

Even faced with this level of struggle, Reinhard still did not take direct action.

"enough."

Wilhelm stepped between the two first.

His voice was very low, but it made Reinhard's tense shoulders tremble slightly.

"Mr. Russell, it's a bit premature for you to say these things now."

The old sword demon took half a step forward, blocking Reinhard's forward view.

"I don't believe Subaru is the kind of person who would betray us, so I'd better ask him directly."

With his grandfather's support, Reinhard felt a warmth in his heart. He lowered his eyes and gradually loosened his grip on the Dragon Sword.

Russell Ferro stared at the grandfather and grandson, his teeth aching from clenching them so tightly.

He originally thought that once the Sword Saint and the Sword Demon arrived, the rebellion would be quelled as easily as paper sliced ​​by a blade.

But right now, both of them are standing still, yet they are both trying to give Natsuki Subaru a chance to speak.

It's surprising that even though things are so obvious, the grandfather and grandson are still so stubborn.

What kind of drug did this kid give them?

Russell Ferro suppressed the turmoil in his chest and strode to the center of the hall.

Since they are unwilling to face reality.

He wanted to question the man thoroughly, to make him confess his actions, so that the grandfather and grandson would face reality!

"Subaru Natsuki!"

"Why did you attack the palace?" Russell demanded sternly.

"Are you plotting a rebellion?"

I thought that Reinhard or Wilhelm would be the first to speak to me, but it turned out to be this unfamiliar Li Ru.

However, although no one knew him personally, everyone was aware of his reputation.

It seems this reputation has had a good effect!

Natsuki Subaru laughed heartily, tilting his head back.

Russell frowned slightly.

Why did the other party's attitude towards the questioning make him feel uneasy?

Where does this kid get the confidence to be so fearless in front of the Sword Saint and the Sword Demon?

Natsuki Subaru smiled and said, "Before answering your question, I have a question I'd like to ask you."

"Just as you just said."

Natsuki Subaru's voice initially grew softer and softer, then suddenly rose sharply:

"Are you plotting a rebellion?"

Russell Ferro's expression froze for a moment.

"Me? Treason?"

Years of experience as a spy have given him an instinctive ability to anticipate his opponents' actions, but there's no way he could have predicted Natsuki Subaru's move...

In the blink of an eye, she lost control of the conversation.

Natsuki Subaru sneered, "You're not plotting a rebellion, so why are you carrying a sword? Tell me, why are you bringing a sword to the palace?"

His finger passed over Russell Ferro and pointed to the grandfather and grandson behind him.

"And he was accompanied by two such valiant guards."

Russell Ferro's face twitched.

"I'm doing this to quell the rebellion! To serve the king!"

"If you hadn't entered the palace, if you hadn't invaded the royal palace, why would I have done such a thing?"

He laughed even more heartily.

"Amazing, he speaks the absolute truth right away."

Russell Ferro's face turned pale.

"You villain, stop wasting time! What exactly is your purpose in attacking the palace?!"

"Okay, we'll tell you in the most straightforward and direct way possible!"

Natsuki Subaru shrugged: