I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [164]

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Natsuki Subaru crossed his arms, quietly reflecting on everything he had done.

—First, I reassured Emilia and helped her fall asleep peacefully.

—Then, I forced Puck to reveal himself. Emilia’s lost memories should be returning now.

—Next, I took the opportunity to send the Puri Puri Prisoner to the mansion to deal with the Bowel Hunter and the Beastmaster. With Otto and Emilia’s letters, taking care of those two assassins shouldn’t be a problem.

—Now, the only things left to consider are Emilia’s mental state
 and the Great Rabbit, one of the Three Great Demon Beasts that will arrive after the snowfall.

—According to Echidna, the Great Rabbit is drawn to concentrated magic energy. If I can use a magic source to lure them in, I should be able to wipe them out in one go.

—But before that, there’s still one strange mystery left to solve.

—Who hired the Bowel Hunter?

—And who caused the magic-fueled snowstorm?

Subaru halted his thoughts for a moment.

Based on everything he knew so far
 he had a pretty good guess.

...

“Lord Roswaal.”

Subaru stood before Roswaal, glancing briefly at Ram, who remained motionless at his side, before flashing a casual smile.

“Subaru~~~kun.”

As always, Roswaal’s peculiar speech pattern made his presence all the more noticeable.

“What brings you here?~~ Shouldn’t you be with Emiliaaa instead of wasting time chatting with me~~?”

“Roswaal.” Subaru’s smile faded, his expression returning to a calm, unreadable state. He stared at the border marquis dressed like a jester, carefully choosing his words.

“
Can I trust you?”

“Of coooourse~~!” Roswaal grinned. “Afteeeer all~~ we are~~ partners~~ working toward Emiliaaa’s ascent to the throne, aren’t we~~?”

“Then I’ll get straight to the point.”

Subaru locked eyes with him and spoke slowly, deliberately.

“If I told you that in three days, a massive snowstorm will hit the Sanctuary
 and that your mansion will be attacked by the Bowel Hunter, the kingdom’s most notorious assassin
”

“Would you believe me?”

“Oh~~! Is that soooo~~? How~~ shocking~~, how absooolutely~~ astounding~~.”

Despite the supposed weight of the revelation, Roswaal’s tone remained unsettlingly neutral—no trace of fear, no trace of emotion.

“But tell me, Subarukun, how did you come to know~~ about all this~~?”

Subaru suddenly laughed.

“Haha
 Hahahaha
!”

He clutched his stomach, laughing as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.

“Hahahahahaha~~~!”

“Roswaal, oh Roswaal
”

Subaru gradually calmed himself, the laughter fading as his expression turned ice-cold.

“You already know the answer to that
 don’t you?”

“Border Marquis.”

“I came here for one reason.”

“No matter what schemes you’ve devised, I will crush them one by one. And as for hurting Emilia—I will never forgive you.”

“You bastard—!”

Ram suddenly reached out, grabbing Subaru by the throat.

“How dare you speak to Lord Roswaal like that?!”

“Heh.”

Subaru merely stepped back, effortlessly slipping out of her grasp with a swift movement.

“I will fix all of this. I won’t play into your hands. And I won’t abandon anyone.”

“Lord Roswaal, I imagine your Tome of Wisdom already recorded this outcome, didn’t it?”

With that, Subaru calmly pushed open the door, stepping out without bothering to look back at Roswaal’s reaction.

As he left, he smirked.

“Hope you enjoy the show.”

...

Subaru slowly approached Emilia, who sat curled up in the corner, hugging herself.

“
Emilia, so this is where you are.”

“Subaru-kun
?”

Emilia lifted her head, her eyes flickering with hope—only to quickly turn distant again.

She shook her head slightly.

Subaru smiled, then crouched down beside her, mirroring her posture.

“Would you like to hear a story, Emilia?”

“It’s a story about a useless NEET, wasting away at home, waiting for death.”

“
”

“If you listen to this story, maybe you’ll finally understand
 just how much I love you.”

---

The floating cube projected Subaru’s impassioned confession to Emilia in vivid detail.

Nearby, Tohru the dragon maid covered her eyes with both hands, sneaking peeks through her fingers—too flustered to watch but too curious to look away.

Beside her, Guizhong sat in stunned silence.

Even Guizhong hadn’t expected Subaru’s love confession to be this intense.

Just look at the things he was saying—

“If there are ten things you hate about yourself, then I’ll list two thousand things I love about you! Why two thousand? Because just multiplying by a hundred wouldn’t be enough to express how much I adore you!”

“I love you, Emilia.”

“I love you, I love you, I love you—I love you so much I can’t stand it!”

“I love your incredibly beautiful silver hair.”

“I love your jewel-like, watery violet eyes.”

“I love your dreamy, enchanting voice.”

“I love your slender arms and legs, your snow-white skin.”

“Even our height difference is just right—it drives me crazy!”

“Scoundrel. Tch.”

Guizhong clicked her tongue in irritation.

Still, she couldn’t deny the effect it was having.

On screen, Emilia’s expression softened.

Her face, once filled with sorrow, now brimmed with warmth and quiet joy.

She knew it now—this battle between Subaru and the Witch of Greed had reached its conclusion.

Subaru had won.

By sheer force of will, he had overturned a contract that seemed utterly impossible to break.

And she wasn’t the only one who realized it.

The white-haired Witch sitting beside her also understood—

She had lost.

From this moment on, she would become Subaru’s pet. His servant.

She would offer him all of her knowledge. She would think as he thought, worry as he worried.

Such was the outcome


Such was the result


The Witch of Greed blinked once.

Then, she downed the rest of her tea in a single gulp.

Her faint, enigmatic smile remained unchanged.

“This outcome
 isn’t so bad either.”

“After all, I’ll be witnessing knowledge and possibilities I have never seen before.”

“Well then
 from now on, I look forward to your guidance, Subaru-kun.”

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