"Fix my sister's horn...... Is this kind of thing really possible!? Rem was immediately excited.

It was her gifted sister who lost her horns, not her, and even if it was only a few years ago, it almost crushed the current Rem.

"Just trying, though, there's still a lot of hope." Shen He reassured.

In fact, from Reim's state of being out of the horn just now, he had already seen that the horn is not a source of strength, but an antenna, and it is a channel for the ghost clan to absorb and release its own magic power.

Ram, who has no horns, is afraid that he will be in a weak state all the time.

Knowing this, it is not difficult to repair, after all, there is still Dr. Quatai here in Chaldea.

It's just that Shen He won't help Ram repair it easily.

Because of Rozval.

Ram's loyalty to Rozval may even be greater than his sisterhood towards Rem, and Ram's repaired horn is comparable to the strongest of the Deadly Sin Sacrifices, if not as good as the wall-hung Rheinharut.

Fixing Ram's horn at this time is tantamount to adding a boost to Rozval, and he is still asking for trouble for himself.

Anyway, Shen He also kept this matter in mind.

Rem's body trembled slightly, and she followed behind Shen He unusually well-behaved.

I only felt joy in my heart.

There is still hope for her sister's horn to recover, and the talented sister can come back, which is equivalent to saying that a ray of sunshine pierced the dark clouds that had become denser and denser in her heart for decades, and the color of the whole person was different.

Shen He naturally discovered the change in Rem.

That's not bad either.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a hint of a smile, although he couldn't do it like Caiyue Pleiades, but this was like having a lot of money in his hand, so why bother pursuing anything to support each other and work together.

Shen He and Rem did not return to the mansion at this moment, but turned around and walked towards the village.

After all, the mansion is already safe.

On the other hand, on the other side of the village, I don't know if the demonic beasts have been cleared, and the enchantment of the forest has not been repaired.

By the time they arrived, Joan of Arc had already brought back most of the missing children.

No one was hurt.

After all, the enemy's purpose is only to drag them with children.

"Is it all here?"

Shen He glanced at the villagers who had gathered Joan of Arc in the middle to thank them.

"There's another girl." Joan of Arc was a little worried, "But she doesn't seem to be in the forest." ”

"Well, that girl is a sorcerer, and she must have escaped from the mansion." Shen He thought for a while, and with a wave of his hand, a hovercraft appeared in front of him, "Joan of Arc, you catch up and catch it back alive as much as possible." ”

"Got it, leave it to me." After Joan of Arc understood what Shen He meant, she couldn't help but look at the motorcycle expectantly.

Although she was a little afraid of airplanes, there was no problem with the transportation on the ground, which was indeed faster than running by herself.

On the other hand, Rem had already pacified the villagers and simply repaired the lower barrier.

The rest will have to wait for Rozval to return, and then carry out a complete removal of the remaining magical beasts in this forest.

After doing this, she returned to Shen He's side.

Looking at this appearance, now Shen He's status in her heart may be even higher than that of Rozval.

Thankfully, Joan of Arc is gone.

"Since there's nothing else to do, then I won't go back to the mansion." Shen He said to Rem.

"Guest, are you leaving?" Rem suddenly panicked.

Ever since Shen He said that there was hope for her sister's horn to be repaired, Shen He's status in her heart was completely different.

It's not an emotion like like.

But there are still emotions such as dependence, or seeing it as a lifesaver.

"Your sister's horn, there will be no time and materials to start repairing it for a while." Shen He understood what Rem was panicking about, so he simply explained, "I still have my own things to solve, don't worry, when everything is over, I will fulfill my promise." ”

"That'......" Rem bit her thin lip and held out her little finger, "pull, pull hook." ”

"Okay, pull the hook."

Shen He also stretched out his little finger and gently hooked Rem.

There was a little helplessness in the tone.

However, after pulling the hook, Rem's mood looks much better.

This kind of contract, which has little effect, has given her great comfort.

"Then go back to the mansion." Seeing this, Shen He also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay." Rem took a few steps back, suddenly pulled up the hem of the maid's outfit, and smiled sweetly, "Guests have a good trip." ”

“......”

Shen He touched his nose, turned his head, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

No way.

Rem had probably forgotten that her clothes had already been shattered in the battle just now, and they were nothing when they were covered in blood, but they were pulled ......

Ahem, Joan of Arc looks like she's already back.

Shen He sensed that Joan of Arc's aura was getting closer, and it seemed that the spell master hadn't fled far at all.

In the distance, the lights of the levitation motorcycle kept approaching in the night, and then stopped steadily in front of him, and Joan of Arc, dressed in military uniform, jumped down with a little girl in a chic manner.

The style of painting is a little wrong......

Shen He looked at this bold posture and excited eyes, almost thinking that he had seen Heizhen.

Fortunately, Joan of Arc quickly returned to her usual appearance.

"Master, this is the Spellcaster." The little girl in Joan of Arc's hands looked like she was unconscious.

"Wake her up." Shen He looked at the little girl.

From the outside, it looks like a girl with brown braids, no more than eleven or twelve years old.

But it shouldn't be the real age.

Joan of Arc's palms lit up with a white halo, and soon, the girl gradually opened her eyes.

In just an instant, she understood the situation she was in.

"Name." The spear in Shen He's hand was across her neck.

"Merry." Merry didn't hesitate too much.

She can feel the killing intent, and the most important thing is that there are many ways in this world to pry open other people's mouths, and even memories.

"Who hired you?" Shen He asked again.

“......”

This time, Merry was silent.

She lost the last bit of luck, but she also understood that once this question was answered, she would lose her value.

"Forget it."

Shen He made a look as if he had lost his patience, and the spear in his hand shook slightly, and he was about to stab forward.

"It's Count Rozval, Count of the Border." Mei Li knew that there was no way out, as if she was worried that Shen He would not believe it, she hurriedly added, "He covered up his appearance, but we ...... We have a way to know who he is, and also to confirm that he left tonight, and I, I can corroborate him as a witness. ”

Most people would never believe that the Earl of the Frontier would hire assassins to attack their residence.

Therefore, Mei Li believes that the other party may need to keep her as a witness.

It was her only chance to live.

“......”

Shen He was silent for a while, and then waved his hand, directly knocking her unconscious.

Thrown into the dungeon of the castle.

"Could it be Rozval?" Joan of Arc was also amazed, "Why did he do this?" Hire people to attack your own home. ”

"Who knows." Shen He shrugged.

Although I have seen such speculation on the barrage when I watched the animation before, it has really been confirmed at this time.

Maybe this information will be useful.

After all, to repair Ram's horn, the premise must be that Rozval is dead, or confined to the palm of Chaldean's hand.

"Let's go, let's go to the imperial capital." Shen He thought for a while and put the news down for the time being.

He rolled over and got on the hoverbike and patted the back seat.

As a result, Joan of Arc seemed a little shy and said, "That...... Master, can you let me drive it? ”

“......”

Shen He silently sat in the back seat by himself.

He had never known that Joan of Arc would like to ride motorcycles, and she didn't like to fly very much.

But at this time, I looked at the excited smile on Joan of Arc's face, and the twisted braids that were blown by the wind.

Shen He secretly wrote down this preference.

Maybe in the future, when you have time, you can take Joan of Arc to the grassland, to the sea, and try it to your heart's content.

At speeds close to 200 kilometers per hour, they quickly arrived at the royal capital.

In order to avoid trouble, Shen He put away the hovercraft very early, and did not go through the main entrance, but sneaked over the wall to enter.

The target, the Karlsten family.

That's right, it's the green-haired man's beauty among the five chosen ones, Kursius Karsten.

This is the most suitable person chosen by Shen He to be the king.

The reason is also very simple, it only needs to be ruled out.

Among the five Chosen Champions.

Emilia had no talent for managing kings at all, and her governing philosophy was rather naïve.

And Firut is even more nonsense, but it is still difficult to control, and if she chooses, she has to coax children.

As for the tsundere Priscilla, the kind of self-confidence that only enjoys in the sky and on the earth, it will be difficult to discuss the correct concept of governance.

The last one, the business genius, Anastasia, coincides with Shen He's abilities.

In order to realize Rheinharut's dream, Shen He's help to this kingdom can only focus on three aspects: politics, economy, and technology, and after all, his identity is an outsider, and he cannot stay here for a long time, so the king must have enough courage to promote the reform of the entire kingdom.

The most important point –

Kurshu, the only one of the five candidates to question the pact with the dragon, wants to break the kingdom's pact with the dragon, abandon its dependence on the dragon, and build a self-reliant power.

This is exactly what Shen He has to do.

Born in sorrow and dying in peace, a country without any sense of crisis under the protection of the dragon, no matter how prosperous, is just rootless duckweed, a desert mansion.

With Joan of Arc present, Shen He didn't have much effort to find the Karlsten Mansion, the big family that inherited the founder of the kingdom and the coat of arms of the Lion King.

Shen He did not climb over the wall, but knocked on the door with a swagger.

He had already sensed the enchantment in front of the door.

Without waiting long, the door opened from the inside, and behind the gate appeared an old man in a black suit with a straight waist.

To others, the first impression may be that of an old gentleman with extremely refined manners.

But for Shen He, the first thing he saw was a sharp sword in its sheath.

Good sharp will.

Not only did Shen He find out, but Joan of Arc also found out, which made her take a slight step forward and block in front of Shen He.

The old man's gaze in front of him also condensed slightly the moment he saw Joan of Arc.

Elf......

It is easy for people in this world to think of Joan of Arc, a heroic spirit composed entirely of magic, as an elf, and in essence, there are indeed many similarities between the two.

"I don't know if the guests are coming late at night, but what's the matter?" A soft smile was carved on the old man's face.

However, this was just ordinary hospitality, and Shen He easily sensed the vigilance in those eyes.

"We are dear friends of Rheinharut." Shen He immediately moved out of the mountain of Rheinharut, and then threw out his purpose, "I hope to meet with the head of the Karlsten family, Kurtius Karsten, to discern whether to support her to become king." ”

“......”

Even with the cultivation of an old man, it is difficult to suppress the expression of surprise at this moment.

A dear friend of Rheinharut!

Discern whether you support the king or not!

Is this the temptation of Rheinharut, or the meaning of two people?

"Please come in."

The old man still made the right response in the shortest possible time.

Shen He and Joan of Arc entered the mansion, but their eyes were still on him.

At first glance, he recognized the man's identity.

Wilhelm van Asterea, Rheinharut's own grandfather, a member of the Juggernaut family, and a great swordsman known as the "Sword Ghost", now has a strained relationship with Rheinharut.

He was also a deacon of the Karsten family and a swordsmanship instructor to Kursius Karsten.

In the original plot, he seems to have reconciled with Rheinharut.

Do you want to push it yourself?

When Shen He hesitated slightly, he was already taken to a neat and luxurious room, and a maid immediately served fragrant tea.

Unlike the Border Earl's Mansion, which only had two servants, Karsten, as one of the top nobles in the Kingdom of Grunica, was quite particular about all aspects, even from the eyes of Shen He, who was accustomed to castle maids, the service here was impeccable.

But he didn't come in to enjoy it.

Keep your eyes on the door of the room.

A rather solemn aura was approaching, and even if they hadn't met, Shen He could roughly guess the identity of the visitor from the aura.

It was Kursius.

As soon as his mind moved, he directly mobilized the magic power in his body, making it float on the surface, and in an instant, the surging oppressive force came out of his body.

Outside the door, Kurxiu stopped in vain.

She felt it.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation surged over his body, as if as soon as he opened this door, a living dragon would appear in front of him.

Who is inside?

She couldn't help but have such a question in her heart.

Even her master, the sword ghost Wilhelm didn't put so much pressure on her.

But the other side should not be an enemy.

Otherwise, you won't come in through the main entrance at all, and with such strength, you can just break in directly.

Kursius's palm was already on the door, gritting his teeth, and he pushed it open.

Suddenly, an even more turbulent oppressive force came in rows, and she couldn't help but take half a step back.

"Head of the house!" Wilhelm, who arrived at this time, seemed to want to rush up.

"It's fine." But Kursius stopped him.

Because she had already seen the person inside, a man who looked ordinary but had an imposing momentum like a dragon, was sitting upright on the sofa, looking at her with scrutinizing eyes.

That kind of look...... Since she became one of the candidates for the king, many people have seen her like this.

It was a test to see if she had what it took to be a king.