Chapter 517 Killing Off the Royal Family Is the Simplest Way
A light flashed!
The crisp sound of footsteps rang out.
A bevy of beautiful women walked out of the magic circle.
They looked at the room's decor and began to discuss.
"So this is the new other world?"
"It looks about the same as the Re:Zero world, doesn't it?"
Alexia: "Stare."
She had miscalculated.
They were all great beauties!
This master of hers...
Was probably really a big pervert.
Meanwhile.
Utaha also noticed Alexia's gaze.
A new member among the servants.
And still a child.
Instantly, their gazes became friendly.
At least for a few years...
She was absolutely no threat.
Alexia: "..."
Why did she feel so annoyed by these people's gazes?
It felt like...
She was being looked down upon.
Ayato snapped his fingers, drawing everyone's attention, and introduced, "This is Alexia, a new servant..."
"So she's a princess."
Utaha's eyes lit up, and she smiled. "That makes conquering this world simple."
"Just kill off the entire royal family, then put her on the throne."
Alexia: "???"
This woman... truly lived up to being a Devil, didn't she?
Erica chimed in, "Utaha, your words are too extreme. The royal family are still Alexia's relatives. That's not good."
"Mm, mm."
Alexia nodded repeatedly.
Thank goodness.
There was a normal person here.
"Don't kill them. Just imprison them."
Alexia, who had just relaxed, immediately tensed up again.
She was doomed.
Were all the servants this ruthless?
Were they really... going to be this extreme?
Almost instinctively, she looked to Ayato for help.
"Alright, stop scaring her."
Ayato smiled helplessly and spoke. "I already have a plan."
"First, as always, is the collection of knowledge."
To this.
Utaha and the others nodded.
"Then, we need to establish our own organization. I need to find the locations of certain people."
Xenovia chuckled. "It seems Master has very clear goals this time."
Hearing this, the gazes of Utaha and the others sharpened.
"I'll put Erica in charge of this."
"Okay, Master."
Erica nodded. "First, we need a base of operations for the servants."
"I can arrange that."
Alexia volunteered. "Besides that, I can also provide personnel."
"No need for personnel. We have plenty."
Erica said. "But finding a good location... I'll leave that to you."
"Okay. Leave it to me."
The next day.
Royal palace training ground.
Two figures stood facing each other.
If anyone else were here, they would recognize them immediately.
They were none other than the kingdom's two princesses.
Alexia held her sword in one hand and spoke, "Come, sister. Let's have a real battle."
Hearing this.
Iris was silent for a moment.
Her younger sister... was acting unusual.
Ever since the gap in their strength had grown wider and wider...
This was the first time she had initiatively asked for a spar.
"Alright. Attack me."
Putting aside her thoughts, Iris assumed a stance.
It was good that her sister was motivated.
If that was the case...
She would hold back to avoid hurting her.
But the next moment.
Her expression changed. She quickly raised her sword to block in front of her.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out.
Sparks flew.
Iris was carried back by the immense force, her feet leaving two gullies several meters long on the ground.
Looking at her trembling hand, Iris's eyes widened.
"Alexia... your strength has increased this much?"
She shook her arm, her tone extremely surprised.
Even though she hadn't been serious just now, and was unprepared...
Alexia being able to send her flying with a single slash was still far beyond her expectations.
"It seems your efforts haven't been wasted."
Iris looked at Alexia with approval.
"So, sister, you'd better be careful."
Alexia smiled, already full of confidence.
"Alright. I'll be serious."
The moment her voice fell.
Two figures vanished from their spot at the same time.
In an instant.
Clang, clang, clang.
Their figures overlapped.
The metallic clashing of swords was unending.
Alexia's sword slashed, creating streaks of light. Her swing was so fast that no trace could be seen.
Under her assault, Iris was pushed back step by step, barely able to parry.