Subaru Natsuki, who returned from the new Three Kingdoms

Reinhard could only wryly smile at Subaru Natsuki's disregard for the Archbishop of Sin.

But in order to maintain his identity as the perfect knight, he cannot reveal the slightest bit of his true feelings.

Forget about arguing about that for now.

First, cooperate with Subaru Natsuki to find the Archbishop of Sin, subdue her, and then interrogate and deal with her.

Once Subaru understood how insane the Archbishop of Sin was and that there was absolutely no way he would use someone as a mount, he naturally stopped interfering with how Subaru dealt with Capella.

Reinhard nodded, having thought of this.

"Okay, I will do my best to help you capture her alive."

"Good! That's very insightful!"

Natsuki Subaru was overjoyed and grabbed Reinhard's hand.

"Listening to you speak is like drinking fine wine!"

Reinhard was not very good at dealing with Subaru's enthusiasm, so he tried his best to steer the conversation back to serious matters concerning the Witch Cult.

Where is that high-ranking bishop now?

"Now?"

Subaru Natsuki blinked.

He only knew that Capela would appear at the Roswaal mansion in a few days, but he had no idea where she was hiding now.

However, he remembered the time when the blue butterfly appeared.

It was on the night Elsa attacked him and he lost his arm.

The real Rem returned to her room to rest.

The next morning, a blue butterfly appeared by his window, and Capella, disguised as Rem, began to deliberately distance herself from him.

This made him clearly feel Rem's fluctuating moods, and he was even quite puzzled by it at one point.

However, this is enough to prove that Capella broke into the mansion that night and attacked Rem.

Subaru Natsuki started counting on his fingers, going back day by day in the order of returning to the mansion, learning magic while helping Rem with chores, going to the village to buy supplies and encountering the little monster girl and fighting Elsa.

Ferut stared at his hand for a long time.

Is it really necessary to count on your fingers when you can count numbers with one hand?

Soon, Subaru Natsuki withdrew his hand, raised his head, and said with a firm expression:

"About five days from now."

"Rosswaal's mansion."

Upon receiving this result, Reinhard's expression hardened, and he asked again:

"You mean the Archbishops of Sin attacked the Border Count's mansion?"

"Yes, that's it."

This presented Reinhard with a dilemma.

Roswaal is Lugnica's premier border Count and one of the kingdom's most powerful mages.

He has full jurisdiction over his territory.

As a royal guard knight and a contemporary swordsman, Reinhard's direct entry into the count's territory could easily be interpreted as a serious political act.

If he really wanted to do it, he would have to inform Roswaal in advance and request his cooperation in the investigation.

Doing so requires explaining the source of the intelligence; in short, it requires evidence.

Entering the Earl's territory without evidence is not called arresting the Witch Cult; it's called using a pretext to weaken the lords!

Reinhard pondered for a moment, then looked at Subaru Natsuki again.

"Subaru, how can you be so sure that she will appear at the Roswaal mansion five days from now? Do you have any proof?"

Natsuki Subaru was taken aback.

Proof? Where does the proof of his death and return come from?

Moreover, because of that unknown existence, he cannot tell anyone about his death and return to this world. How can he provide proof?

But with just a slight frown, Subaru Natsuki's eyes lit up.

This is an opportunity!

An opportunity to showcase my strategic skills!

Chapter 69: 067. The Righteous Use of Death Return

Don't forget that Ferut, who was listening to their conversation, is now also a candidate for lord.

There's nothing shameful about showcasing your abilities in this kind of situation!

So Subaru Natsuki immediately put his hands behind his back, looked up at the starry sky, and struck a mysterious pose.

“I observed the celestial phenomena at night and saw the Purple Star swaying and the evil stars in the west shining brightly. I calculated with my fingers and naturally knew what was going on.”

Reinhardt's lips twitched slightly.

Observing the celestial phenomena at night?

Can you go on and on?

What kind of intelligence source is this?

Even the legendary sage Shaula wouldn't dare to spout such nonsense!

Moreover, it was clear that when Subaru Natsuki was calculating the date, he was counting on his fingers one by one.

Now you're claiming you observed the celestial phenomena at night?

He had previously thought that when he was in the stolen goods warehouse, Subaru Natsuki was a veteran of many battles and that his absurd words and actions must be hiding a profound meaning that ordinary people could not understand.

Now it seems he may have misjudged Subaru Natsuki again.

"you do not believe?"

Natsuki Subaru keenly noticed Reinhard's hesitation and became somewhat anxious:

"This is absolutely true!"

"Of course I believe it."

Reinhard remained calm; as a perfect knight, he had received professional training.

No matter how untrustworthy Natsuki Subaru may seem, he still has to believe him, since he has already considered Natsuki Subaru his friend. At the same time, he has also expressed his concerns:

“But I have no reason to directly intrude into the territory of a border count.”

"If there's evidence, that's fine, but without evidence, I can't even apply for entry from the border guard."

"Without evidence, there is no legitimacy; so there's another layer to it."

Natsuki Subaru stroked his chin, momentarily at a loss, pondering deeply.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"I've got it! Reinhard, I have a way to get you infiltrated into Roswaal's territory!"

"What method?" Reinhardt was taken aback.

Natsuki Subaru chuckled and shook his head, saying:

“Reinhard, you are well-versed in chivalry, but you don’t study geography. The border lord’s territory isn’t impregnable; you can just change your clothes and go in.”

"Why don't you just pretend to be my page and come back to the mansion with me?"

Reinhard was stunned.

"Me? A pageboy?"

"Correct."

Subaru Natsuki looked him up and down.

"Change into some coarse cloth clothes and cover your hair. Your name is too catchy; you need to change it."

"I think we should call him Ah San."

"My page, Ah San!"

Reinhardt almost lost control of his expression again.

How exactly did this idea come out of Subaru Natsuki's head?

Everyone in Lugnica knows the Sword Saint's red hair and dragon sword.

He was to disguise himself as a pageboy, use the alias "A-San," and follow Subaru Natsuki to secretly infiltrate the border lord's mansion.

Putting aside whether he can bring himself to do it, Subaru Natsuki, look at you, you don't look like a scholar at all.

Natsuki Subaru clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction when he saw that Subaru hadn't agreed yet.

A pageboy is a servant.

Despite such a prestigious status, Reinhard was still not happy.

It seems he has been trapped by the empty title of Sword Saint for too long, and has gradually forgotten who the truly respectable people in the world are.

As Reinhard's closest friend and family member, Subaru Natsuki felt it was his responsibility to help him get through this.

So Subaru Natsuki strolled over to Reinhard once more.

He squatted down sharply again.

Reinhard also lowered his head again instinctively.

No?

Why are my shoelaces untied again?

Who did this?! Who the hell did this?!

Reinhard finally broke down.

He stood there for ages without moving an inch.

How exactly is this opened?

Something's not right, absolutely not right!

[Hello? God, are you there? I desperately need a blessing that prevents my shoelaces from coming undone!]

Natsuki Subaru retied his shoelaces, stood up, and prepared to launch into a long discourse on empty fame, servants, and heroism.

But he was interrupted by Ferut's righteous voice.

"Brother, don't ask him anymore. Reinhard doesn't want to. I'll go with you."

Natsuki Subaru turned to look at her.

"How can this be?"

"That dragon is exceptionally powerful and possesses strange abilities. Felt, as a candidate for lord, you should be stationed at the rear, not personally going into battle?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Ferute waved her hand, her long golden hair fluttering in the night wind.

"Didn't you want to choose a lord?"

"What kind of emperor sends his subordinates to risk their lives while he hides behind and waits for news?"

"Let me go and see for myself just how powerful that Archbishop of Sin is, and let me show you whether I have the guts or not."

Ferut straightened her not-so-full chest, patted it with her hand, and showed no fear on her young face.

"I'll help you catch this dragon!"

A glint of light flashed in Natsuki Subaru's eyes.

Good courage.

Felt had not yet officially proclaimed herself Empress, yet she dared to volunteer for battle upon hearing the name of the Archbishop of Sin of the Witch Cult. This boldness far exceeded her years.

This woman has the bearing of a hero!