Shen He doesn't really care about the so-called justice, and he doesn't feel guilty about taking away other people's lives.

It's just that if you are too angry, it is always yourself who is uncomfortable.

"Okay." Shen He thought for a while and nodded, "Unless I am provoked, I will try not to rely on force as much as possible." ”

It's not a big deal to say yes.

And that's the country that Rheinharut loves, so let yourself be a little gentler.

"Great!"

Joan of Arc cheered happily.

For the most part, her standards for the use of force are somewhat different from those of Shen He.

But as a servant, it is also your duty to fight for the master.

So, it would be great if the Master himself could make a change.

"Let's go when we're done."

Shen He looked at Joan of Arc's smiling face, and his mood was much better.

In essence, with such a saintess by his side, he still has a very bottom line in doing things, and he has never been unscrupulous.

The two of them have already eaten almost enough.

After tidying up her clothes a little, Shen He changed into an aristocratic slim-fitting suit, and Joan of Arc put on her blue gown, which was supposed to be bound under her battle armor.

The two of them stood together, and no one would treat them as ordinary civilians.

Shen He took out his travel card.

Positioning, the location of Rheinharut.

In just a moment, the surrounding scenery changed, the air became fresh, the energy was abundant, and most importantly, the surrounding buildings were like medieval Western countries.

"My lord."

Rheinharut stood right in front of them.

One is located in an alley on the side of the street.

"You're on duty today and have patrol duties, right?" Shen He and Jean Joan took his arm and walked out of the alley.

The streets are relatively noisy.

But it is quite different from the scene in the animation, those orcs, half-orcs, and humans walking around the streets are far less exquisite than those shown in the animation.

On the contrary, there is a kind of backwardness that belongs to the Middle Ages.

This is quite different from a dungeon.

Most of the adventurers and gods in the dungeon world have a unique temperament, and the streets are quite clean and tidy.

"Exactly." Rheinharut followed closely behind Shen He, "Today is the day of the next duty. ”

"It's time for you to change your tone and your stance." Shen He looked around and said casually, "It's a little bad for people to see that the legendary Sword Saint Lord is respectful to outsiders." ”

"Well, it's rude." Rheinharut didn't dwell on such a place, because what Shen He said was the truth.

His identity is destined to make it impossible for him to be allowed to choose outsiders as his master, and no one will believe in the identity of Shen He and others.

In fact, even now, there are many people who cast surprised eyes on them.

The Knight of the Kingdom, the contemporary Sword Saint of the Juggernaut family, Rheinharut actually followed behind a man and a woman as an attendant.

However, when the eyes turned to Shen He and the two, to be precise, to Joan of Arc, it was not so strange.

It must be some big people from other places.

Shen He noticed that even in the face of them, who were not low at a glance, the eyes of the people around them did not have too much fright, and they did not want to stay away, relatively speaking, they were more curious.

A country sheltered by dragons.

"By medieval standards," Shen He looked at the dragon carts running back and forth on the wide streets, "your country is already prosperous." ”

"Yes." Rheinharut also followed Shen He's gaze, "However, this is just a false prosperity. ”

Even if you don't get that knowledge about national governance from Shen He, the prosperity of this country is full of devastation.

It can be said that it is full of all kinds of misfortunes.

It has even reached the point where as long as the dragon leaves it alone, the entire kingdom will be shattered in an instant.

"Is it?"

Shen He's expression didn't change, but he observed his surroundings more carefully.

The people are the embodiment of the country's problems.

From simple sights, moods, to complex dresses, words and deeds, you can see a lot of things.

But Joan of Arc suddenly tugged his arm.

"Master, when you go shopping, you have to be attentive."

Looking at the expression on Joan of Arc's face, there seemed to be a little helplessness.

Obviously, before I came, I said that it was a trip.

But now I don't have the mentality to travel at all.

"Yes." Shen He smiled a little embarrassedly, and grabbed the palm of Joan of Arc stretched out into the crook of his arm with his right hand, "Let's go, let's go find the heroine of this world." ”

If this world has been reset once because of the death of Natsuki Pleiades, then now, it is the second week.

Natsuki did not choose to continue to meet the heroine, but went to the place where the death occurred alone.

That is to say-

The heroine now is in a state of emptiness!

There's no point in time when it's easier to get involved in the story.

"Heroine, heroine"

Joan of Arc muttered a few words, then suddenly stopped, looked through the crowd, and looked in a distant direction.

Appeared!

It was a young girl dressed in white, and although she covered her face with a hood, her petite figure could still easily tell her gender and convey a beautiful aura to everyone.

Shen He could also see at a glance that it was Emilia.

At this time, Emilia was holding a little girl with short green hair in her hand, looking a little dazed at the intersection.

"Let's go."

Shen He took Joan of Arc in his arms and walked straight towards the girl.

"Excuse me, is there anything you need help with?"

Shen He smiled what he thought was very gentle.

"Huh?"

The girl didn't seem to expect anyone to strike up a conversation with her, and let out a lovely exclamation.

But then, she quickly noticed Rheinharut standing beside Shen He.

"Knight, Chief." The girl greeted with a little nervousness.

"Mistress Amilia." Rheinharut apparently recognized one of the candidates for the king, "Why are you here?" ”

"That, that"

The girl is obviously not very good at lying, and everyone can see the tangled appearance.

In fact, Emilia was already a little flustered.

It would be too bad for the Knight Elder to know that she had lost the Dragon Badge as proof of candidacy.

Maybe they'll be out before the campaign even starts.

"Rheinharut, find a reason to leave." Of course, Shen He knew the girl's embarrassment, and after informing Rheinharut in his mind, his eyes moved to the little girl who was being held by Emilia, "Excuse me, is this little girl lost?" ”

"Yes, that's right, that's it!"

Emilia seemed to finally realize the reason, and emphasized it three times in one breath.

It's terrible.

Shen He smiled in his heart, such a place without three hundred taels of silver, a little cute.

"Actually," Emilia seemed to be a little squirming after emphasizing the triple, "I still have important things to do, since the knight is here, can I ask you to help this kid find his family?" ”

Emilia was relieved to entrust her lost child to Rheinharut.

After all, as the sword master of the kingdom.

Rheinharut's reputation and prestige are obvious to all, and it is the accumulation of more than ten years.

"I'm so sorry, but I also had to leave." Contrary to Emilia's expectations, after Rheinharut smiled slightly bitterly, he shook his head and refused, and even immediately said goodbye, "Mr. Shen, then, I will leave first, I hope you have a happy trip." ”

"Wait—"

Before Emilia could speak, Rheinharut's form had already left.

It was as if someone was commanding him.

"He does have important things to do." Shen He smiled, "It seems that a famous killer from the northern country has infiltrated this royal capital, you are Emilia, our couple just has time, let us also come to help." ”

"This" Emilia hesitated.

She wasn't used to getting along with strangers, mainly because she was worried that she would be ostracized if her half-elf identity was revealed.

But by this time, Joan of Arc had already bent down and picked up the little girl.

"Don't cry, don't cry, my sister will take you home."

Joan of Arc with a gentle smile had a reassuring charm, and the little girl just sniffled, and soon there were no tears.

On the contrary, he lowered his head a little shyly.

Emilia looked so envious, she had been in a hurry for a long time just now to make the little girl believe her.

"Looks like a very gentle person." A voice appeared in Amilia's ear.

It was the elf Parker who had made a pact with her, and was now shrunk and hiding in her hair.

That's what Parker said

Emilia bit her lower lip.

"Well, please."

"It's a trifle." Shen He smiled, "Miss Emilia, right?" I am Shen He, this is my wife Joan of Arc, we are travelers, as you can see, and now we are traveling to this country. ”

"Traveler?" Emilia was a little surprised.

She didn't wonder that Shen He knew her name, because Rheinharut had already been called just now.

"Why, are there very few travelers in this country?"

Shen He and Emilia were walking side by side, and Joan of Arc next to them was teasing the little girl.

"No, it's just that Mr. Shen looks very familiar with the knight." Emilia was surprised by this.

Originally, she thought it was some nobleman in the kingdom, but she didn't expect that they were travelers from outside.

And in terms of temperament, it doesn't look like a long journey at all.

"We have a lifelong friendship with Rheinharut." Shen He chuckled.

"Huh—" Emilia didn't expect.

"Don't look at us like this, in fact, we are super strong." Shen He's tone gradually relaxed, "I take the liberty of asking, Miss Emilia, are you a half-elf?" ”

Emilia stopped suddenly.

In this country, no, in this world, the half-elves are as feared and disgusted as a cursed being.

Because the witch who destroyed the continent hundreds of years ago was a half-elf.

"I don't mean anything else." Shen He kept a smile, "It's just a simple curiosity as a traveler, if Emilia finds it inconvenient, she doesn't need to answer." ”

"No, it doesn't matter."

Emilia said this, but her tone was clearly a little angry.

She reached out and took off her hood.

The waist-length silver hair was draped from the hood, and the intellectual blue-purple eyes looked at Shen He quietly, her soft facial features were both beautiful and immature, and the tips of her white and tender ears that protruded slightly from under the silver hair proved her identity.

A mysterious and terrifying half-elf.

Not only the identity, but even the characteristics of this silver-haired purple pupil are exactly the same as the rumored witch.

Get out of me.

Emilia thought a little angrily, most people who knew her identity would have a look of disgust, and then leave as if fleeing.

However, Shen He did not.

"It's beautiful." Joan of Arc on the side spoke out on behalf of Shen He.

Even though they had seen many beauties, Emilia's beauty was excellent, mainly because of the noble and dangerous aura, which gave people a dreamlike and unreal feeling.

Shen He felt that he understood Caiyue a little.

If you are the self before the crossing, you may also be confused, and then lick until you have nothing.

"It's really beautiful."

But now, he was only amazed.

I compared it in my heart.

In addition to this unreal dreaminess, in terms of beauty alone, Violet's extreme delicacy and elegance are superior.

"No, no." Emilia didn't expect this to be the case, and subconsciously blushed slightly, "Zhen, Mrs. Joan is beautiful." ”

"Of course." Shen He smiled unceremoniously with white teeth, "My daughter-in-law is the most lovely in the world." ”

"Tsk, I can't pretend I didn't hear that."

Just as Shen He's words fell, a furry figure emerged from Emilia's hair.

Gray body hair, large eyes, pink nose, palm-sized body.

That's a very cute cat.

And unlike ordinary cats, it is suspended standing upright, with a soft white hair on its chest, which makes people feel the urge to reach out and rub it.

The sound just now came from the cat's mouth.

"If you talk about cuteness, of course my daughter is the best in the world."

"Elves?" Shen He stretched out his hand with interest, "Hello, what do you call it." ”

"Oh, that's a polite child." Parker gently hit Shen He's palm with his soft cat paws, "Just call me Parker, what, don't you object to my daughter being the cutest in the world?" I'm getting more and more fond of you, boy. ”

"Hahaha, I'm not going to give in to this kind of thing." Shen He had a sense of novelty.

It's been a long time since he's been called a "child" or a "boy", but when he thinks that the elf in front of him has lived for the least hundred years, he doesn't care about such a thing.

"Oh oh, it seems necessary to have a love showdown, see the tricks."

Parker once again lightly struck Shen He's palm with its soft claws, looking very cheerful.