Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

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"Pleiades?"

Emilia was a little worried when she saw him remain silent.

"Did you remember that?"

"I've got it!"

Natsuki Subaru raised his head, his expression solemn.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't be rude."

Emilia breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But for some reason, she was still a little uneasy.

Ram spoke calmly from the side:

"Don't worry, Lady Emilia, Lord Subaru has memorized it completely."

She looked at Subaru Natsuki.

"As for how he will interpret this content, Ram believes that it is beyond the scope of language."

Natsuki Subaru: "..."

Emilia whispered:

“Ram…”

"Ram was just praising Subaru's imagination."

Ram's tone was flat.

Natsuki Subaru was momentarily at a loss as to whether or not to refute.

He sensed that Ram's attitude had become sharper since he realized that Ram valued his servants.

However, considering that she was a servant, Natsuki Subaru endured it.

Who can blame them when they hold such a prestigious position?

We should have confidence!

Just then, footsteps were heard outside the main hall.

It wasn't just one person.

It was two people.

Ram turned slightly to the side.

Emilia also sat up a little straighter.

Natsuki Subaru looked up at the doorway.

The door was pushed open.

A man dressed in exaggerated clothes and with bizarre makeup, resembling a clown, walked in.

He walked with a relaxed posture, a smile on his lips, but his eyes didn't seem to be smiling.

Those eyes immediately fell on Subaru Natsuki.

He looked up and down, seemingly lost in thought.

Beside him followed a blue-haired maid who looked exactly like Ram, except for her blue hair and eyes.

Meanwhile, the girl was slender, moved neatly, and stood half a step back from Ram.

When she entered, her gaze also swept over Subaru Natsuki.

It was just a fleeting moment.

It's very light.

Yet it carried a certain almost instinctive vigilance.

Chapter 27: 027. There are actually two servants like this!

Natsuki Subaru didn't notice that vigilance.

He had already stood up.

Emilia's heart skipped a beat.

She could almost guess what Subaru would do.

But it was too late for her to stop it.

Natsuki Subaru naturally extended his hand to greet him:

"You must be Lord Roswaal, it's an honor to meet you!"

Emilia's expression froze slightly.

Ram quietly lowered his eyes.

That expression seemed to say: Just as I thought.

Only Roswaal's smile remained unchanged.

"Oh my god~ This must be Subaru Natsuki~"

His voice trailed off very long.

"I heard you helped Lady Emilia a lot, and I haven't had a chance to properly thank you yet~"

"No rush to thank me."

Natsuki Subaru waved his hand.

"I had long heard that Lord Roswaal was a renowned great mage in the kingdom. Meeting you today, I can see that you are indeed extraordinary."

Roswaal narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Oh? Subaru-kun also studies magic?"

"Understood."

Natsuki Subaru was completely serious.

Of course, what he knew a little about was not Lugnica's magic.

It is based on the experience of important figures in the Three Kingdoms period.

For example, seeing a doctor.

For example, look at warlocks.

For example, look at those people who, the moment they open their mouths, can make the lord feel, "Listening to you speak is like drinking fine wine, it's intoxicating!"

That's real magic!

Emilia was even more worried.

She felt that when Subaru said he "knew a little," it often meant things were about to start to get strange.

Sure enough, Subaru Natsuki uttered the next sentence:

"I have heard that the more people a famous doctor kills, the more skilled he is."

The main hall suddenly fell silent...

What kind of twisted logic is this? And does it even relate to what they just said?

Subaru Natsuki, however, was unaware of this.

He continued:

"I suppose magic is the same. The longer you study magic, the more things happen, and the more people die, the more advanced your magic becomes!"

He looked at Roswaal, his tone sincere.

"Your reputation as a great mage today must have come from countless trials and tribulations, with many deaths and injuries, to hone such skills!"

Emilia: "Subaru!"

She blurted it out almost without thinking.

Ram's eyes flickered slightly.

The blue-haired maid's fingers tightened slightly at the edge of her maid's skirt.

Roswaal's smile froze for a moment.

But he quickly regained his composure on the surface, though this did not diminish the turmoil within him at that moment!

He originally just wanted to observe this boy who deviated from the description in the book.

Observe why he didn't go straight back to the mansion with Emilia.

Observe why he chose the Astrea family.

Observe his chaotic and strange words, whether they are ravings of madness or some kind of profound wisdom disguised as foolishness, a great falsehood that seems true.

But before he could even see through the other person, the other person saw right through him...

The longer it takes to learn magic.

The more people who have died.

The more skillful the magic.

If this were said to an ordinary magician, it would be an insult, rudeness, and a direct accusation that his magic is a weapon only for killing.

But for Roswaal, those words were enough to immediately put him on high alert.

Because those words almost brushed past the deepest secret in his heart.

Changing bodies time and time again.

To perpetuate oneself time and time again.

Turn time, blood, flesh, offspring, and soul into materials for the journey to the goal.

That is why he has accumulated so much magic.

This secret should never be known to anyone.