Anime, starting from Re:Zero (Zero - Starting Life)

Therefore, they will worry that the gifts they prepare will not be presentable.

So, they will love both children wholeheartedly.

Because I think with their thinking, they can probably only think of and do these things.

This is also why Gao Wen was able to recognize Debbie's mother very early on. It was because Debbie really met Gao Wen's understanding of a "qualified caregiver", and his understanding of "mother" came almost entirely from this world.

But he couldn't accept that Roalds was his father, because in his view, a father also represented the identity of a "protector," so he was just an "uncle," an older and familiar man. In his eyes, Roalds was weak, unsteady, and occasionally cowardly, and often had a stubborn and humble self-esteem.

Although, in the end, I definitely changed my mind about Lortz.

Or it could be said that it is an acknowledgement of the subtle changes that have taken place in him over a long period of time.

This is also the root cause of Gao Wen's serious defense breakdown.

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Note: The following is my experience based on the short story. In fact, some details in the original short story and the special feature are actually contradictory.

Lorz was a wandering hunter in the first half of his life. He settled down here when Buena Village was built. He was then ostracized because he was isolated from the crowd. It was not until he met his future wife, who had a hard life because of her mixed-race background, that he settled down completely after they got married.

Later, due to the unexpected circumstances surrounding Sylphy's birth (they were desperately looking for a midwife, etc.), Lortz made a lot of efforts due to Sylphy's hair color, such as asking the villagers not to be prejudiced and volunteering to join the forest sentry for free. The results were quite impressive, and the villagers were very friendly.

Until a certain blue villain arrived in the village. Although she had a good relationship with the villagers, her presence also caused the villagers to explain the relationship between humans and demons (including the Speluds, presumably). The children initially resisted the blue villain, but the blue villain was very good at dealing with the silly little brats, so nothing happened. After the blue villain left, the little wall lamps turned their attention to the easier-to-bully Sylphy.

Sylphy's short hair was also trimmed for this purpose, and the iconic hooded jacket was also bought to cover her hair and prevent mud (I spent all the family's money to buy it, Roltz, your ability to make money is really terrible).

Of course, Roltz did not do nothing. He and Paul went to each household many times to ask for help, hoping that they would educate their little brats, but it was basically useless. The difference was that they went from bullying Sylphy openly to bullying Sylphy secretly.

As a result, Rudy fought back and the matter was resolved.

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The verdict is that the villagers of Buena Village, judging by the times and the broader environment, are definitely the best of the best, given their relative wealth. But if one must describe their moral standards, one can only describe them as simple and kind, nothing more.

Li Bujin's writings suggest that since Buena Village lacked hunters, he could occupy this niche and survive. The problem is, the money he'd saved as a hunter for years wasn't enough to buy clothes, and the first settlers in the village didn't even get a piece of farmland—that's a mess. But considering Buena Village has over thirty households, including a healer's clinic (his grandfather was a healer) and a blacksmith shop, it's not far-fetched.

Re:Zero - Roya Castle

Chapter 1 Millennium

Gawain had a long-awaited dream.

In the dream, the vague experience of more than 960 years flashed by like a passing show, and all the pain accumulated in the long nightmare burst out in one night.

Despair and loneliness almost broke Gawain's heart.

To remain dormant in a baby state for nearly a thousand years, for most interstellar civilizations, it can only be considered an immoral act, but it is definitely not cruel.

But that’s not the case for the people of Vitrum.

It's very simple, because it is almost impossible for there to be hibernation technology that can freeze the time of the Variant. Gawain is probably the only exception in history.

Exceptions often come at a heavy price.

In order to seal and protect the newly born prince, the old royal faction nearly a thousand years ago collected and analyzed most of the hibernation chamber technology in the galaxy, and realized that perhaps the only solution was to design a hibernation chamber specifically for the prince from scratch.

The original model was the size of a building. After it was secretly built, the last heir of the late emperor was born. In order to preserve another seed of the old royal family's revival, his mother and the old royal faction decisively placed him in this huge prison:

It was filled with a dense medium at near-absolute zero, but such a low temperature was practically normal for the Vitrum. Unless it was conceptually absolute zero, it would have no effect on the intelligent atoms that made up the Vitrum's body. Therefore, this specially designed hibernation chamber periodically switched modes, releasing specific doses of high-energy particles to shake the body structure of the late emperor's son, allowing him to be barely frozen by the cryogenic medium.

But even so, it can only slow down his growth rate by about three thousand times.

In fact, when testing which method was more effective, they also tried cutting and stretching Gawain's body as much as possible to increase the freezing effect, and directly injecting the freezing medium into Gawain's circulatory system. However, the results were quite poor.

Gawain is almost the toughest baby in the records of Weixing.

In the hazy consciousness of Gawain's early life, he could still grasp the general situation outside the iron coffin during each high-energy particle bombardment phase, but he only knew that the number of people he could see each time was getting smaller and smaller, and the woman who was always surrounded by people also disappeared. In the end, there were less than ten people left. They sighed and groaned, as if they had encountered some kind of desperate situation.

Then, he began to receive injections of natural disaster disease.

His body grew stronger during the long torture. Even though he was still limited by his age, the injection method had to be repeatedly modified. Initially, a small-scale super-weakening was sufficient, and later a customized high-speed syringe had to be used to penetrate his skin and muscles. Until the experimenters were at a loss, Gawain's resistance was barely enough to allow him to be exposed to the outside environment for a short period of time. Afterwards, the experimenters began to use various means to tear open his body, injecting drugs, instruments, weapons, and even his hands.

During those nearly 960 years, he experienced 946,211 mode changes, received 14,620 vaccinations, and struggled alone in a dormant medium only one millionth of a Kelvin away from absolute zero, enduring endless torture like slow slicing and even more terrifying loneliness.

To the point that he subconsciously longed to accept pain, longed to be injected with drugs, and longed for those familiar but increasingly rare compatriots to come and cut his skin and penetrate his muscles in various ways, even if it was just to use their palms to tear open his chest.

He craves contact.

He longed for his fellow man.

The nameless prince, who had yet to earn the title of Gawain, had transformed from one of the remaining hopes of the old imperial faction into the last remaining royal blood of the pureblood revivalists. That infant, tortured for nearly a thousand years, cried out day and night:

So, please continue to treat me like that, and don't suddenly leave me in the dark for who knows how many years. I agree with your ideas, I believe in your dreams, I will become the Emperor of Vitrum (repeated here without knowing the meaning), I will become the hope of the pure-blood revivalists.

That’s great. Even though there are only three of us left, you came to see me again.

Are you going to saw my head open and put something in it? Go ahead and install it! Please come install it more often!

Please don't put me back.

I don't want to go back to that place where there is no light, no sound, and I can't move at all!

At the end of the dream, Gawain saw the seemingly invincible figure, the majestic figure who easily tore and shattered the three people he cared about most.

The Grand Regent - Trager.

One day, Lord of Decay, you will die by my hands as they did, and then I will bring about the glorious era that you could not create.

This is the long-cherished wish I inherited.

This is the meaning of my existence.

Then, the dream woke up.

“Huha….Huhahaha…Huhu…”

Gawain sat up from the bed in fear, his chest heaving wildly, proving his restless emotions. Sweat, which had hardly flowed since he came into this world, was now pouring down his face like crazy.

But dreams and memories are ultimately illusions. Returning to reality, Gawain quickly calmed down, his breathing gradually became steady, and his emotions became stable again.

Not to mention, next to him, Sylphy had already sat up on the bed and was holding one of his hands tightly with her small hands, her face full of worry.

[Time - 6:00:34]

"Brother, did you have a nightmare?"

Sylphy was very worried. She had never seen a brother like this before.

Gawain turned towards Sylphy, sat cross-legged, and used magic to dry his body. He placed his other hand on the back of his sister's hand and said in a comforting tone:

"I guess so? I dreamed about things from the past. Sylphy, you know I also had a vague consciousness during those nine hundred years of hibernation. I just dreamed about those things."

Sylphy struggled to free her hands from her brother's embrace, pushed Gawain's shoulders back and forth, indicating something, and Gawain turned around obediently, and was pressed by Sylphy to lie on her thighs.

Now almost seven, Sylphy remained slender. Perhaps it was simply her Long-Eared bloodline that lent her this trait, a gift that noble women envied: a difficulty in accumulating fat. So, while Sylphy enjoyed being her brother's knee pillow, she also worried about whether it might make him uncomfortable.

Not today, though.

Looking down at her brother's face which was gradually relaxing and softening, Sylphy couldn't help but caress his hair and face, and she couldn't help but smile with a bit of motherhood.

Maybe she feels like a sister sometimes?

Soon, Gawain fell asleep again.

This time I didn’t dream, I just felt peace and happiness.

Sylphy thought, although there are a lot of arrangements for today, a slight delay should not affect the process of picking up Rudy, right?

So, an hour passed without disturbing her brother's sleep.

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Note: If someone disturbs you at this time, strong background music will suddenly sound around you.

A staff and armor appeared on Sylphy's body, and she floated up: "In the name of the witch Sylphyet, I declare: Do not disturb my brother's deep sleep."

Next is the boss battle. If you defeat the squishy little mage, you will enter the second stage and face an ordinary monster with a health of one quadrillion times that of the player, no negative effects, no negative judgments, an attack power of one quadrillion times that of the player, and a defense power of one quadrillion times that of the player.

Chapter 2 Three people

October 19, 414 Jialong calendar year

"The Buena Village Foolish Company reunites!"

Rudy cheered and came to the brother and sister who had not been seen for a long time.

Then, he was immediately punished by Gawain with a knife.

[Gawain's sword can now shatter mountains. Please tell me Rudy's current defense level.]

"Pain Pain!"

Gawain looked at Rudy, who was stamping his feet and spinning around, grinning, and pointed at a freight carriage parked not far away, sighing:

"Hurry up and arrange your luggage. Move it all onto the carriage I brought. Leave your things with us for now. When you decide where to live, we'll send your things there."

Rudy covered his head, somewhat puzzled:

"Brother Gao Wen, why don't you just send the luggage directly to the Boreas family? Don't they provide food and accommodation? You can't possibly think I can't successfully get the job, right?!"

After only ten days of separation, Rudy felt that there was a thick barrier between him and his two best friends. Has the trust between them been reduced to zero?

Perhaps because she felt that Rudy's eyes were too pitiful, her sister Sylphy immediately comforted him:

"My brother and I don't think you, Rudy, would be willing to be the tutor of the eldest daughter of the Boreas family. I've heard about her bad reputation at school. It's said that she was arrogant and domineering and beat up classmates and teachers when she first entered school."

Hearing this kind of character setting, Rudy subconsciously startled and his hair stood on end.

Gao Wen also decided to comfort Rudy:

"Luo Qixi was rejected by their family, so she came to teach us."

Rudy suddenly recalled that it seemed to be true. So at least he should go and thank that young lady, right?

Sylphy looked at Gawain and asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, brother, a few days ago you said that Mr. Phillip didn't dare let me go to their house to play, and didn't dare let his daughter see the two of us. Was it because of the eldest lady's personality problem?"

Rudy understood immediately. It was obvious that the man his father called an old fox thought that his daughter would offend and anger Gawain, so he refused directly. To be precise, it was not about angering Gawain, but about provoking Gawain to kill someone.

Rudy never doubted that Gawain dared to kill. He was even very sure that this kid, who was only a child, had definitely killed someone before he first met Gawain.

The four masters and apprentices had discussed the topic of killing many times. Even teacher Luo Qixi was very resistant to it. Only Gawain could not even empathize with anything they said, as if human life was like a mosquito to him, not to mention the various combat skills that Gawain taught them in practical classes. It was too biased to describe him as an expert forensic doctor. Brother Gawain was simply a cold and ruthless killing machine in a slaughterhouse.

But even so, Gawain, restrained by Sylphy and the others, would never indulge in murderous intent. How terrifying could the person be who could provoke Gawain to take action while his sister was still by his side?

Rudy burst out laughing:

"I'm relieved to see that everything is going well for you two. I'll go home after lunch."

Gawain grabbed Rudy by the collar, pushed him towards the luggage carriage, and said coldly:

"Don't waste time. Your father sent me a letter saying that you must stay in Roya City, even if it means washing dishes in a tavern. You are not allowed to run away and return home, nor are you allowed to stay at Sylphy and I's house for a long time."

Rudy: “Huh?”

He felt that he had not been hit too hard this morning.

Paul is such an unfilial kid.

After twenty minutes of hard work, Rudy finally directed the workers to stack his luggage on the freight carriage in order. He personally adjusted it for a while, tied it with hemp rope, and finally watched reluctantly as all his hard work and assets slowly disappeared.

After taking a deep breath and dusting himself off, Rudy looked back at Gawain and his sister.

Although it had only been ten days since they last saw each other, the atmosphere around both of them had changed.

Gawain still had his long, dark woolen hair loose, half of which was tied up with a red headband given by his sister. He wore a long camel-colored cashmere coat that was thick enough for early winter, dark brown sophisticated boots on his feet, and a gorgeous glove decorated with gems on one hand. There was also a platinum sword faintly visible under the coat. He exuded a cold and arrogant aura at all times, and he was simply the eldest son of a noble family.

Sylphy's temperament is no different from before, still strong and gentle with a little persistence. Today, she has her emerald green hair, which is slightly longer than her brother's, neatly tied into a petal bun, decorated with beautiful jewel hairpins, and wears a small black hat on her head.

The girl's attire was infinitely more luxurious than usual. Though the overall black hue looked plain, Rudy could easily discern the sophistication of Sylphy's detective uniform, or perhaps even a casual riding outfit, reminiscent of a Victorian-Industrial Revolution era. Simply put, even in Japan in his previous life, Rudy would have considered it a luxury item worth at least 100,000 yen. A small black waistcoat, moon-white lining, a high-waist design, and a magician's multifunctional leather belt, complete the look with an intricately crafted Warcraft feather embellishment at the collar, and brown boots.

In addition to their exquisite and luxurious clothes, like those of nobles, another thing the brother and sister have in common is the same gloves on their left hands.

Rudy, noticing the key point, immediately raised Gawain's gloved hand and said excitedly:

"Brother Gao Wen, is this a simplified version of the magic gauntlet?"

Gawain nodded and took out a box from his arms: