The legend of the Crimson Demon clan started from Suqing

#363 - Only food and love cannot be let down

Liliana?

Shouldn't she be at the Muse Association, acting as Emilia's spokesperson? Why is she at the broadcast tower?

Soon, Otto's voice came over the broadcast, providing the answer.

[Miss Liliana! Why did you detour here? Weren't we supposed to return to the association!?]

[Oops, I couldn't help it. They begged me so earnestly, how could I refuse? Hehe heh—]

[That's no reason to— Wait, wait! I'm not a suspicious person, I'm with Miss Liliana. Let go, hey, let go! Miss Liliana, Miss Liliana, say something, ahhh!]

After that, Otto's voice disappeared.

Liliana's voice came from the magic device.

[Ahem, this was just a skit for everyone, please don't mind it.]

If it were someone else, they would surely smile knowingly, thinking that this kind of morning skit was quite amusing, but Emilia and Natsuki Subaru's expressions were about to crack. The two covered their foreheads, completely unwilling to speak.

"Subaru…"

"It's, it's alright! Hehe heh, Liliana's talent as a songstress is obvious to everyone, it's unavoidable that she would be asked like this, it's fine."

Natsuki Subaru forced himself to smile.

[Hello everyone, I'm Liliana. Being treated as a songstress every morning feels like a mountain of pressure, but I still want to do my best to perform songs for everyone to enjoy, so please enjoy this brief moment and cheer me on!]

Liliana's voice, filled with an energy that made her body movements almost palpable, echoed throughout the city.

At this time, the various factions in the hall also revealed expressions of anticipation.

Emilia was the same, which made Natsuki Subaru slightly relax. Just then, the sound of Liliana picking up her instrument made the anticipation in the hall swell even more—

[Now then, I'll sing. Please listen, The Ballad of the Sword Demon, Act Two!]

"—Ah!?"

Hearing this selection, Natsuki Subaru opened his mouth wide, and Zun Zun also twitched his lips.

Wasn't that girl doing it on purpose?

They were so lively last night, getting along so happily, yet she still sang this song.

What a truly wicked songstress.

But despite her wicked nature, her singing was truly wonderful.

The lingering sound of The Ballad of the Sword Demon still remained in the city, and a complex atmosphere wafted through the inn's hall.

Liliana's singing itself was very beautiful, and praise was endless. In fact, if nothing had happened, Zun Zun and the others would naturally have praised her song to the skies, using it as a topic of cheerful conversation at the banquet.

—If only she hadn't chosen The Ballad of the Sword Demon.

None of the members in the hall were unaware of Wilhelm's connection to The Ballad of the Sword Demon, even Emilia's expression stiffened, and Felt revealed a troubled look.

Zun Zun sighed slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Reinhard.

Natsuki Subaru, on the other hand, looked at Wilhelm.

Suddenly—

"Grandpa."

"Reinhard."

The two's simultaneous words caused everyone to pause, and the atmosphere gradually fell silent. The sound of okonomiyaki grilling on the iron plate continued. When this silence lasted for several seconds, or even dozens of seconds, time itself became ambiguous.

"Um, well…"

"Yes, please speak."

"…It's nothing much, but you're good at grilling. If you have any tips, could you teach me!?"

Wilhelm said this haltingly, his tone stiff.

It was hard to imagine how much effort he had expended, but upon hearing his grandfather's words, Reinhard revealed a complicated expression, closed his eyes, turned it all into a sigh, and then slowly opened his eyes and smiled.

"Yes, I understand, Grandpa."

Emotional rifts could be mended, and even if it was late, as long as there was the will, they could become close again no matter how long it took.

Liliana's singing still echoed and swirled, perhaps she had seen through this scene and deliberately chosen this song?

There was no doubt that it was a beautiful song.

"—That won't do, Father. Aren't you thinking too idealistically at this point?"

However, suddenly, the sound of a jarring noise came from the opening of the sliding door.

The best moment was ruined in the worst way, and the red-haired man's behavior could only be described as ugly.

The man, who appeared to be around 40 years old, had a flushed face and reeked of alcohol. He stroked his stubble-covered cheeks and wore an unpleasant smile.

The clumsy pair should have succeeded in reconciling, but unexpectedly, they were interrupted at the last moment.

"…Who are you!?"

When everyone else fell silent, the first to explode in anger was naturally Natsuki Subaru, who slammed his hands on the table and revealed a dangerous expression.

However, he didn't scare the other party at all.

"What a hostile gaze, you brat."

The man glanced contemptuously at Natsuki Subaru and taunted, "You just became a knight, do you know who you're provoking?"

"Don't be ridiculous, you're the one provoking me, and I'm the one retaliating, understand?"

"What an annoying brat."

Even though he was being unreasonable himself, he scratched his head roughly in displeasure. He was about to say something when he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance that made his mouth water.

The iron plate sizzled, and the aroma of the ingredients cooking wafted through the air. The rumbling of his stomach was very obvious in the silent room.

He took a deep look at the okonomiyaki in front of Zun Zun, muttering something unintelligible, while pulling out his flask and drinking heavily, as if using this brute force to suppress his restless cravings.

After that, this man had Julius and the others cut down Natsuki Subaru, but unfortunately, his momentum had already waned, and he was no longer intimidating.

Using this as an opportunity.

Whether it was his subsequent attack on Wilhelm and Reinhard, or his attempt to provoke Emilia, all of it lost its momentum, turning him into a clown.

"Heinkel!"

"Don't shout so loudly, Father, I'm not so old that my ears don't work."

"So, what are you here to do?"

It was Emilia who interrupted his attempts to continue ruining the atmosphere.

"Oh my, you must be Lady Emilia. I've heard rumors about you for a long time. Rumors of being pushed into a hopeless royal selection battle, a pitiful half-demon princess, or something like that?"

"Now is not the time for that. I only want to ask one thing, what are you doing here?"

Her voice carried a subtle anger.

"We are gathered here because we were invited by Miss Anastasia, but everyone gathering together is a coincidence. I can't help but feel that you just happened to be passing by at this time, even if you are a big shot in the Royal Knights. Tell me, what's going on?"

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"...Tch, not what I heard."

"Answer me properly!"

Heinkel, clicking his tongue and scratching his head roughly, was clearly overwhelmed by Emilia's aura.

"You came in full of confidence, don't shrink back just because a woman is glaring at you. You're really pathetic, old man, hey!"

"Yes, I was expecting to hear something more interesting, but it would be more whimsical and interesting to observe the songstress."

"If that's all, then please, unwelcome guests, leave."

"I can pack you a serving of my delicious okonomiyaki."

Following Emilia, Felt, Anastasia, Crusch, and Zun Zun spoke one after another.

Is it fair to say he's unqualified?

The four of them emanated an equal amount of dominance, piercing the intruder. Under the pressure of the four, Heinkel's expression stiffened.

The difference between their identities, positions, and stances as relevant parties was too obvious.

Julius said, "Are you satisfied, Vice-Captain? If there is nothing else, I believe it would be best for both parties if you left this place."

"Ugh, cough..."

"Vice-Captain, please make a decision. If possible, please don't say anything else that would be bad for everyone."

To some extent, he was helping Heinkel out of a predicament.

"Have some okonomiyaki."

"--There's no need, commoner."

Just as Zun Zun was about to see him off, a voice filled with all-encompassing arrogance came.

"So, the rabble are all gathered together. Well done, preparing a place suitable for me to personally visit. I shall praise your efforts in this one regard."

Boldly revealing her neckline, wearing a fitted blood-red dress, she raised her hand, embracing her overly ample breasts, smiling as if generously showing off her white skin.

Her scarlet eyes, like flames, contained everything, her seductive aura capable of captivating all the men in the world, turning them into her prisoners. This was the manifestation of her demonic nature.

The girl's name was Priscilla.

Originally, she should not have been invited to this banquet, the sixth and final royal selection candidate.

"But it's quite a gathering in such a remote place. It's really inconvenient to travel so far. Never mind, the streetscape and the strangely shaped inn are quite to my liking, so I'll forgive you for now... What's wrong, the reaction is so poor? It would be the correct etiquette to all kneel down and welcome my visit with tears of gratitude..."

Before she could finish speaking,

The rigid atmosphere was immediately broken.

"Zun Zun!?"

The others were thus saved from being overwhelmed by her dominance, and the initiative was not taken away, but this action also angered her.

"What are you doing, commoner?"

"I don't remember granting you the right to touch my body so casually."

"You don't want to admit it? It doesn't matter, I have proof."

Zun Zun quickly played the scene where he, Felt, and Natsuki Subaru won through the power of friendship, effort, victory, and bonds.

It was a public execution, so to speak.

"No, no way..."

Heinkel stared blankly at the scene, unable to believe that the aloof and arrogant Priscilla,

"Miss Priscilla..."

"Don't say annoying things, commoner. And you, publicly shaming me is infuriating, I've decided, I sentence you to death."

"Don't say that, please have some delicious okonomiyaki."

Zun Zun took advantage of the moment when the fan in her hand was about to swing down and stuffed the freshly made okonomiyaki into her mouth.

"You bastard... Chew, chew... How dare you do such a thing... Chew, chew... Be careful, I might really kill you... Delicious, I forgive you."

"You're forgiving her just like that!?"

Natsuki Subaru couldn't help but shout.

You ask, who has the highest combat power in "Re:Zero"?

It must be the ceiling of the work, Reinhard van Astrea, who is known as the author's biological father!

Or Satella, the Witch of Envy who devoured half the continent 400 years ago!

Otherwise, the final witch, the fusion of the remaining six witches, is not bad either. She is, after all, a collection of witches, the victory of the mechanism party.

It shouldn't be Natsuki Subaru, who has no combat power but can loop infinitely, right?

...Oh my god, A-Zhen!?

--Thoughts after watching 2024 TGA.