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

I also provided Rudy with technical support in terms of materials and other aspects, which basically took out all my assets. Fortunately, most of them will be returned.

Apart from me, who needed to keep the city running, I basically just gave my all, and everyone else generally went over to help move bricks, so it was a well-organized division of labor.

October 15, 435 Jialong calendar year

Aisha and the others planned to return to the Holy Kingdom of Milis to visit Aunt Senis's family.

So Aunt Senice, Alice, the children, and Grandma Elinalize were all taken away.

Now, I'm the only one left in Academy City.

After all, even Roxy brought her research team and Lala to help.

But I also enjoy my free time.

It's only recently that I have time to be alone in all these years.

I used to be a person who loved to be alone, but I don’t remember much about the past.

October 1, 435 Jialong calendar year

Lala's fifteenth birthday.

My dear daughter has grown up.

The date of leaving the nest might be approaching, and some brat might appear in front of me and call me dad. It’s unbearable.

When the time comes, I will definitely say to that person, just like what I agreed to do when we were drinking, "Do you want to die? How dare you attack my precious daughter!"

Very handsome, right!

I just hope that Lala can immediately realize that it is a joke and not punch her father away.

Anyway, to celebrate Lala's coming-of-age ceremony, I'm about to travel alone through the teleportation array to Rudy's test site headquarters.

After all, everyone is there.

It is said to be well built.

I haven't been there yet, because I suspect they have some surprises in store for me. Like, maybe that spacecraft I've been dreaming of? The kind that can fly out of this world? Just thinking about it is magical, right? After all, it's technology that can leave the earth.

I stepped into the teleportation array.

After a period of dizziness.

I saw Lala floating in the air, the crowd facing me, ready for battle, the huge superalloy walls surrounding me, and countless high-energy weapons pointed at me.

"pat-"

I seem to be crying.

Chapter 10: Prisoner Diary (10)

There is no opening line.

There is no explanation.

None.

No.

I. I. I. I seem to remember.

I killed Sylphy.

Sylphy killed me.

Sylphy is in my hands.

First, a large number of laser weapons instantly hit my vital parts with a power that would immediately overheat and destroy me. To be more precise, my heart and brain were the two vital parts.

The light that was refracted and weakened hundreds of times alone burned glassy cavities nearly a meter deep in the gravel ground beneath his feet.

This is the city defense weapon I provided to Rudy. It is a specially made enhanced version that I made specifically to protect his safety. I told him that even the Dragon God would be hurt if he was hit by it.

I remembered, Sylphy was in my hands.

Next is the magic bomb buried in the teleportation array under your feet. Excessive magic power will contaminate and damage the body. This is the research result I shared with Rudy and Luo Qixi. It was originally used to rescue the Seven Stars and the Spelud people.

Oh, the teleportation array actually incorporates a contamination-assisting component. More precisely, it's a benign technique that increases my body's magical conduction and storage capabilities. This tricks my immediate danger instincts, so even if I see the details of the teleportation array, I won't subconsciously notice a problem. Furthermore, since teleportation itself affects every detail of the teleported object, combining the two will allow it to penetrate my impenetrable skin and apply the effect evenly.

This idea of ​​editing magic circles seems to be the result of Luo Qixi's work. It is a perfect strategy.

I remembered that my hands were inside Sylphy's stomach.

Sylphy, it's really warm.

Then, a huge amount of magic was cast upon me.

Of course, there's a sequence. First, there's the temperature-based spell. After a coordinated spell, it reached absolute zero, a level comparable to the Water God's, lowering my surface temperature to -271 degrees Celsius. Then, a coordinated spell, reaching the Fire God's level, blasted me with a blue-white flame, estimated to be just over 10 million degrees Celsius. Then, there were a multitude of rock-based magic and artillery strikes, sculpted into micron-sized diameters. Made from the ideal-grade materials I provided to Rudy, they could reach speeds of two to three thousand times the speed of sound. Besides these "bullets," there were also mass-based shells, accelerated to four to five hundred times the speed of sound through various acceleration methods, including gravity acceleration. They weighed from several tons to tens of tons, with millimeter-level tips.

The effectiveness data should have been provided by Lala. It must have been very painful at the time.

Sorry, Lala.

I remembered, my hands separated.

I remembered that Sylphy was separated from me.

I waved my hands and scattered all the mess. Everyone looked at me who was unharmed and seemed to feel a little desperate.

I smiled at everyone. It was a nice surprise. It seemed that everyone had worked hard for a long time. Thank you very much for your care and concern for me.

Maybe such a surprise could send the Dragon God to reincarnation instantly?

I placed my hand on the metal lump beside me, and it automatically transformed into a suitable structure, clinging to my body, forming a white tight-fitting combat suit with a curtain at the waist and a red Vitrum Empire logo painted on the chest.

I thought about it and turned the hands, waist and neck of the battle suit into red. This is structural color magic, which I developed for Rudy.

The next moment, the unsheathed divine sword chopped off my neck.

My neck was sliced ​​in half, but I immediately grabbed the blade and flew backwards, then used a chantless king-level healing magic to instantly heal myself. Then, I struck the Dragon God's shoulder with my palm blade with all my strength, smashing him into the ground.

I don't make the mistakes that a lot of fighters make.

Simply put, it means knocking the enemy away.

I crossed my arms and instantly launched a full-force strangle attack at the Dragon God's neck. He, with immense combat experience, leaned forward and slashed at my waist with his divine sword. But my goal wasn't a counterattack, but the divine sword. My full-force strangle attack temporarily disarmed the Dragon God, and I flung the divine sword southward with all my might.

And this was only about 0.1 seconds later.

I told the Dragon God that the Human God is still my mortal enemy, and there is no need for you to help Lala, otherwise I can only destroy everything and let you go to the next reincarnation, even if that is what I don't want.

Then I asked him to go to the sea south of Wang Long's Kingdom to pick up the knife.

Anyway, his magic power is only enough for these two times.

In order to help this old friend, I threw him towards the target at 500 times the speed of sound. It was a very beautiful meteor.

By the time I finished speaking, Lala had already sent everyone away. She was quite fast and she is worthy of being my daughter.

"Dad, do you know what you have done all these years?"

I patted my head, pretending to be in deep thought, and flew in front of her before smiling and saying:

"Just kidding, Lala."

"That's a very good proof of adulthood, my child. Although I've never mentioned anything about the Vitrum Empire to you, it's clear that you're born with the qualities of a Vitrum person."

Lala's face darkened. I'd rarely seen her with that expression before. She angrily asked me:

"You actually remember everything."

I admitted:

"Sylphy, your aunt, you still remember, before I killed her, she asked me if everything I had done before was an act, and I didn't answer her. But now, Lala, I can answer you, the past ten years were all an act."

"I even deceived myself, made myself forget everything about Vitrum, and all the bad things I had done, and made myself think that I was a human native named Gawain."

"Perfect acting, isn't it? But every time my sweet dream is disturbed, I become even angrier and more dissatisfied, and then I continue to push forward everything I should do as a Vitrum person. Just like you and everyone else secretly researched how to kill me."

"Honestly, instead of studying how to kill me, it would be better to study how to restore Orsted's magic power and persuade him to fight me to the death. That way, maybe he can really kill me, after the aftermath of my battle with Orsted crushes the continental plates of the [Human World] a hundred times."

Lala got angry.

It turns out that this child can also get angry. When she is angry, she is just like her mother, like a cute little tiger, lacking in aggression.

She seemed to be beating every part of my body with full speed and strength, which reminded me of when I was a child and always liked to have her massage my shoulders. Lala always tried to use more force to make me give up using her for free unless I agreed to play with her or allow her to have an extra piece of dessert.

She has the same sweet tooth as Roxy.

I thought about it and said:

"Lala, I guess you should have noticed my situation a long time ago. You are a smart and special child. I'm sorry that your childhood has been in the shadows. But you are wrong. You inherited the strong character of the Vitrum people, but you forgot that the other side of strong character is submission to weakness. I have never denied that I am weaker than the human god or the dragon god. But you have never admitted that you are weaker than me."

"You should try to let me sleep peacefully and have sweet dreams."

"Instead of looking for an opportunity to wake me up completely."

Lala threw a thousand punches at me in a second, and I just punched back casually.

Punching her deep into the far metal wall.

Chapter 11: Prisoner Diary (11)

"There's a huge disparity in our combat capabilities."

I spread my hands and slowly flew to Lala. She was lying against the wall, gasping for breath. To be honest, Lala was also very cute when she was tired.

Lala's fighting talent is very average, and she always tries to be cunning when I teach her swordsmanship, so I've never had a serious sparring session with her.

This is probably the first time I'm kind of happy.

"The genetic compatibility between the Vitrum and Migrud people is not good." I sat down next to her, held up a lock of her beautiful blue hair, and gently explained everything about the Vitrum. "Look, daughter. Your hair is still blue. This proves that although your genes have been overwritten by the Vitrum genes to the point of awakening superpowers, your maternal genes still stubbornly exist."

"Our Vitrum Empire has traditionally emphasized pure-bloodedness. Sylphy once denounced this, but my daughter, think about it briefly. Is this really wrong?"

After being a teacher for so many years, I have become quite good at teaching others and imparting knowledge step by step.

Although Lala is clingy and naughty, she is not a person who likes to lie. It is better to say that she simply disdains to lie.

So, Lala didn't answer me.

I give the conclusion:

"Frequent interbreeding will only diminish the power of the Vitrum gene and create more complex social problems. Besides the number of interbreeding generations, external bloodlines will also affect the strength of individuals. This will lead to a more complex and oppressive hierarchy within the empire, and the interbreeding that escapes will cause even more horrific tragedy and exploitation across the starry sea."

"So, maintaining pure-bloodedness is actually a good thing."

Lala climbed out of the pit, her magic armor mostly smashed to pieces. She looked at me and asked:

"Dad, what am I then?"

I pointed at her, and I re-woven the super alloy plate under my feet to change Lala into a battle suit. I didn't want my adult daughter to be naked in front of me.

I instructed:

"You dye your own suit. I know you don't like Vitrum, so this is the Supergirl version from the Superman story Uncle Rudy told you before."

"As for your question, Sylphy asked me the same question back then. I was too young and in a very bad mental state, so I couldn't answer her properly."

"Now, my answer is that you are my most beloved daughter, the child I should be proud of, a Vitrum who is still unwilling to recognize the Vitrum Empire."

"Over the years, I've thought a lot, and I agree with some of the actions of the Grand Regent, my greatest enemy. He's right. There are too few surviving pure-blooded Vitrums. The Empire needs to maintain its rule, deterrence, and glory. Therefore, we need mixed-blood Vitrums to govern the Empire's territory."

"And you, Lala, Lala Vitrudia, will be the future Archon of the [Human World], a true [Human God]. Just think of Academy City. You can make the entire world a developed, livable, peaceful, and happy place like that."

Lala seemed shaken. She asked me:

"Then Dad, why did you kill so many people? Why did you do so many bad things?"

This wavering look reminded me of Roxy in the past, and myself in the past. It is truly the product of our union.

I said frankly:

"Because I was wrong, at least in part."

"First of all, something like killing Sylphy was beyond my original intention. I loved her deeply. I was just driven crazy by various things at the time and became mentally ill."

"Also, I don't see any problem with things like capturing local people for experiments. I'm a pure Vitrumian. I have no connection to this world. I simply fell here by accident. You can't expect me, an alien with different moral and legal concepts, to follow the social rules of this world."

"Faced with my situation, this world's civilization has only two choices: use force to force me to submit to local rules, or let my own civilization punish me. Lala, aren't you trying the former? You're even shamelessly using Vitrum technology, the magical technology I researched, and the Vitrum bloodline I passed down to you as the core of your resistance against me. As for the latter, the Vitrum Empire doesn't consider it a crime. On the contrary, not doing so is a crime."

"This is interstellar civilization, daughter."