Escaping Successfully and Searching for His True Love / Shirou Two-Timing ...

"No, if I get caught, that would be hell where I can't even die!" Shirou didn't stop, trying to bypass Ram and continue running forward.

"Seriously... then die!" Ram made Hand Blade gesture with her hand and swung it at Shirou.

Once again, they faced each other. This time, Shirou sensed the danger and instead of jumping, he used the momentum to roll on the spot.

I felt a chilling wind blow across my back, tearing my skin, and then a long, deep crevice appeared on the small, raised slope in front of me, as if it had been cleaved by a large knife.

If Shirou were to be struck, his entire body would likely be easily sliced in half.

"What a warm welcome, Miss Ram! If it's alright, I'd like to sit down and discuss potato cutting techniques with you in the kitchen." Shirou said, exhaling a breath of cold air. He was less than a meter away from the cut, but now was not the time to relax. He quickly got up and continued his escape.

While not exactly a gentleman, every word he uttered seemed designed to tug at a young girl's heartstrings. It was as if, having died so many times and witnessed countless mental breakdowns, he had encountered and even committed the things that were right and wrong...

His mind had been subjected to too much stimulation, and Shirou's certain talents, certain switches hidden due to his good-natured personality, and abilities he gained from various trials in the otherworldly counterparts—such as the Romantic Luck Mode, Lucky Pervert Mode, and Host Mode—had all been completely unlocked.

At this point, Shirou was less than 300 meters from the castle wall.

Chapter 732 Successful Escape, Searching for the True Love

Shirou kept teasing the two maids, trying to distract them from their attacks and at least give them a chance to catch their breath. However, this completely enraged Ram and Rem.

In the running race in the courtyard, the ground was constantly being pounded by the large iron ball, leaving deep craters, and piles of weeds were being cut down one after another.

It's almost a miracle that Shirou hasn't been hit after running for so long.

At this point, they were less than 100 meters from the western wall.

"What a disobedient child! I was planning to let you live to your thirties, enjoying wealth and luxury until your energy declines!" Roswaal, who had been watching from the shadows, could no longer sit still. He flew out from the other side of the tall building and joined the pursuit of Shirou.

Faced with an attack from three sides, even Shirou in his awakened form was unable to resist.

"Now that I'm out, you can stay!" Roswaal waved his hand, and the Magic Circle he had set up on the ground reacted, as if...

"Hmph! You finally couldn't hide it anymore, you old codger! Don't worry, I will definitely not let you succeed." Shirou jumped over the raised slope, having already anticipated this move, and shouted loudly.

"Oh...? It seems you got this information from somewhere?" Roswaal's expression changed, and he looked at Shirou seriously, even his usual drawn-out, strange tone was gone.

Shirou said, "Yes, your entire scheme has been exposed. Get ready to face your punishment! You villain!"

"Hmph!" Roswaal's gaze sharpened, revealing a cold glint.

Shirou showed no surprise at Roswaal's appearance; in fact, he knew exactly where he would appear and what lines he would say.

This wasn't Shirou's first escape; he had repeated it over twenty times using his Death Reincarnation ability. The real challenge began when Roswaal appeared. Each time, he was caught in the last hundred meters, but Shirou would immediately Shirou suicide or run into him and kill him.

By taking advantage of Roswaal's disregard for life, since the other party is unaware of the cycle of death, he can start over as long as he dies, accumulating experience and figuring out the other party's methods.

Now it's time to produce real results. Only by creating as much chaos as possible can we possibly break through here.

"Heh, that's quite a joke," Roswaal said with a dangerous smile.

"Ram! Rem! I will definitely keep my promise to you! After I get out of here, I will call reinforcements and defeat that old bastard Roswaal. Then I will set you free and let you leave this place. You will never have to do anything against your conscience again!" Shirou shouted to the two girls again.

"Lord Roswaal, we didn't agree to anything!" Ram quickly explained to the clown.

"Hehehe, of course! We have a contract, and I trust you," Roswaal replied with a fake smile.

"Of course, you can stay at my house if you'd like," Shirou suggested with a smile.

"Leave me the three legs!!" Ram's eyes grew even colder.

"Cry, scream, go to hell and repent! Die! Die!!!" Rem, enraged, flames flickering above her head, swung her chain hammer at Shirou.

The scene became even more chaotic. Shirou jumped to the side, dodging the chain hammer, and then ducked to avoid the wind blade. At that moment, Roswaal used a giant hand made of elemental Magecraft to strike down from above.

Shirou didn't have time to stand up. He used his hands to brace himself on the ground and rolled to the side.

A giant hand slammed down from the sky, leaving a huge crater in the spot where it had been.

"Do you even want to kill me?" Shirou asked, looking at the clown in the air.

"Well... even if it's smashed into mincemeat, as long as I can keep chunks of meat for sperm production, that's enough for me," Roswaal said with a smile.

"Who's going to let you succeed!" Shirou rolled away, dodging the attacks, before finally leaping and crashing into the western wall, shouting, "Ei! Take me away!"

"Who is that? I've already told you I'm the Witch of Chaos! Can't you at least follow the script a little? Fine, come in yourself." A woman's Edo-accented voice complained from the void.

Suddenly, a chaotic and ominous black mist emerged from behind the outer wall of the castle, covering the entire wall. Even though everyone knew there was a wall behind them, the black mist seemed like an abyss, bottomless and unfathomable.

"Roswaal, I foresee you will die in this life! Don't think your shady dealings can continue forever. Come on over here if you dare! All the evil you've done will come back to haunt you!" Shirou said, then jumped into the wall made of Black Mist.

The clown-like man, floating in the air, had his face covered in thick white powder, obscuring his true expression. His usual smile froze. He released four colored orbs of light from his hand, which converged, emitting a massive energy surge, and crashed into the wall where Shirou was standing.

However, when the energy ball hit the wall formed by the black mist, it was blocked and exploded.

Shirou entered the black mist without hindrance, without being blocked by the walls or suffering any harm.

"Honestly, I thought you'd have a more planned escape, but I didn't expect you to just charge straight at me like this. Hurry up and get out of here; I hope you can bring about a different ending," the Evil God Girl said.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the monster with the giant octopus-like body extended a tentacle, wrapped it around Shirou's waist, and lifted him to the other side of the city wall.

"I'll leave you here. Due to the rules of this world, I can't go too far. But if Roswaal wants to pass through here, I won't let him have it too easy!" the woman from the Octopus God said.

"I understand! Thank you, Arong!" Shirou ran towards the outside of the castle.

"Who is that? I already told you I'm just an ordinary Chaos Witch!" the Evil God Girl reluctantly agreed.

"Right! After I get out, how am I supposed to tell who's not related by blood?" Shirou shouted to the black mist from outside the city wall.

"You'll know when you encounter it. If you really can't find it, then go to the edge of the Small Town and find the elf who calls himself Cupid the Little Angel," the Evil God Girl said impatiently.

"Cupid?" Shirou said in surprise. When did an evil god become associated with the God of Love? In other words, shouldn't this be an ancient god?

"Hurry up! That clown is catching up." After saying this, the Evil God Girl gathered the black mist outside the city walls and rushed into the castle.

"Don't even think about leaving!" Roswaal lost contact with Shirou, but then sensed movement outside. Knowing that Shirou had escaped, he quickly flew towards the city wall.

Because of the black mist, Roswaal was unaware of what was happening on the other side of the walls. No matter how much he schemed, he never imagined that Shirou could obtain the help of the black mist, which even he didn't know how to utilize.

The Evil God Girl gathered the black mist and blocked the sky outside the castle. Seeing Roswaal flying directly towards them, she naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity. She manipulated her clone, and from within the black mist, a tentacle extended and lashed out at Roswaal, who was floating in the air and chasing after them.

Roswaal was caught off guard and was sent flying by the octopus's long arm, crashing to the ground.

Chapter 733 Shirou's two-timing

Before anyone could react, the evil goddess manipulated her tentacles and retreated back into the black mist. Outside the mist, her power was limited, but within the dense mist, she was not someone anyone could withstand; after all, she was a monster equivalent to an avatar of an evil god.

"Lord Roswaal!!" Ram rushed over anxiously and helped the clown man who had fallen to the ground to his feet.

Roswaal coughed up blood, recovered, and said, "I'm fine. It seems we can't go that way. Rem, you go around through the gate."

"I'll go after him!" The blue-haired demon maid, with glowing horns sprouting from her head, increased her speed and rushed off in that direction.

"Ram, you come too. I'll take care of the ladies here and then head over," Roswaal instructed.

"Yes, Lord Roswaal!" Ram replied, making Hand Blade with his hand, and ran outside.

"This is truly an unexpected turn of events, but... Shirou-kun, you can't escape. Hehehe, you'll be dragged back here sooner or later! It was all predetermined from the beginning." Roswaal said, clutching his wound and revealing a sinister smile.

The black mist formed black walls, raising the castle's outer walls to a height of a hundred meters, but that was the limit. It could only temporarily restrain Roswaal's movements.

Roswaal noticed this too, so he simply sat on the ground and used Magecraft to heal himself. As long as Rem and Ram could chase after them, Shirou, wouldn't get far and would be caught anyway.

"This is all I can do for you. The rest is up to you. At least let me see a decent sight," the evil goddess said, arms crossed, gazing towards the direction outside the city walls.

"Hoo! Hah!"

Shirou was panting heavily, but he still forced himself to run as fast as he could. He ran from the top of the mountain to the edge of the mountain path and jumped down. He used his shoes to scrape against the steep rock face and slid down to the Small Town below. Rocks and dirt rolled and fell under his feet, but he was safe and sound. Shirou reached the middle of the mountain.

After pushing aside the dense weeds and passing through the grove of trees, I could finally see the town below.

However, it's impossible to completely rid oneself of Roswaal's influence. Not only is the entire town under his control, but the entire province is Roswaal's fiefdom. He is the chief Magecraft of the court, possessing powerful True Magic capable of confronting an entire army. Through careful planning and hard work, he has rendered meritorious service to the kingdom and become a border count of the kingdom, thanks to his formidable strength.

Generally speaking, the Marquis is granted to nobles with special status. Border Counts, who possess independent military power, have greater power than ordinary Earl, only slightly lower than dukes. In terms of authority alone, they can even surpass some dukes of lower rank in some respects.

However, becoming a duke is not something one can do easily. Not only must one have made great achievements, but one must also bear responsibilities and hold an important position in the capital. For Roswaal, being a border count is much more liberating; he only needs to stay in one area and ensure that the kingdom is not invaded.

Border Earls are generally 'founding fathers', 'national protectors', or royal relatives who rule over a single territory, or even the rulers of a vassal state.

For example, Vlad the Impaler, the Grand Duke of Romania, defended the many countries that had split from the Roman Empire in Europe against the invasions of Arab countries. Although he was nominally a subject of the Roman Empire, in reality he was the king of a small country.

Therefore, it can be seen how powerful Roswaal's influence is here; he is the local tyrant. People living in the towns surrounding his territory who are related to the nobles are mostly connected to him.

The town here can be said to have been developed by his many descendants. In fact, everyone here is related by blood. They are either Shirou's sisters or aunts, or distant relatives. They are all seeds planted by Roswaal over hundreds of years.

After Shirou arrived in the town, he understood what the evil goddess woman meant. He noticed that the people here lacked the spiritual energy of the girls in the castle; they seemed more like NPCs than humans.

Shirou descended the mountain, and below lay a town with inhabited buildings, surrounded by rows of two- or three-story wooden houses, exuding a Western medieval charm.

However, the people walking outside had blank expressions, and many of them looked exactly the same, only with different clothes and hairstyles. Everyone was silently doing their own thing, but they lacked the key emotion, which always gave people a sense of incongruity.

"Hey, young man, did you come down from the mountain? You didn't go out to meet some random lovebirds, did you?" The speaker was a middle-aged man who ran a snack stall at a few small tables set up by the roadside.

"Well, if I had to say, it was the enthusiastic maid. We got along really well at first, but since there were two of us... when I was in the room with one of them, the other person accidentally saw us, so I ran away down the mountain," Shirou said with a shrug.

"Hahaha!! Maids? Could they be maids from the castle? Two of them? You've got guts!" The snack stall owner looked at Shirou, gave him a thumbs up, and laughed heartily in praise.

"Haha, buddy, you've got guts! For that, I'll treat you to a meatball!" the uncle said, taking a skewer of boiling meatballs from the large pot and handing it to him.

"Thanks, I haven't had breakfast yet. Give me three more skewers, keep the change." Shirou took the meatballs, felt in his pocket, took out a silver coin and handed it over.

"Okay, thank you for your patronage." The uncle took the silver coins and smiled brightly.

Shirou bit into the meatball; the taste was indeed very bland, with almost no meat flavor. This was a flaw in the world of the story—if the creator didn't directly depict something, its presence would be very weak. But at least it provided some sustenance. He asked, "By the way, boss, do you know where around here there are any tribes from afar?"

The innkeeper looked at Shirou with surprise and said, "Ha, what nonsense are you talking about? Foreigners have been forbidden from entering this place for hundreds of years. But precisely because of this, almost everyone in this city is related, and with the protection of the border lord, it's known as the safest city in the vicinity."

Shirou's heart skipped a beat; it seemed that breaking the curse would be more difficult than he had imagined.

"Guest? Guest? What's wrong?" the boss asked, noticing Shirou's distracted state.

"Oh, I'm fine, boss. I'm off now. Women can be unreasonable when they get angry, they're just too fierce. I have to escape. If anyone comes up behind me..." Shirou winked at the boss, pretending to be a dashing playboy.

"Haha, I understand, we're all men. Go ahead without worry." The shopkeeper understood, pointed in the opposite direction from Shirou, and said with a smile.

Chapter 734 The Mistake of Having a Girlfriend Who's Too Beautiful

At this moment, Roswaal inside the castle had already calmed the girls down, simply instructing them not to leave the castle. He didn't need to touch them before Shirou was captured.

In fact, his injuries hadn't fully healed. Because of the sudden attack, completely healing them wasn't so simple. There was unknown energy within the wounds, hindering the healing Magecraft. But precisely because of this, he wanted the power of the black mist even more.

"Shirou-kun is more capable than I imagined. What a promising descendant! He injured me. But if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to see the monster in the black mist." Roswaal, clutching his wound, sat alone on the sofa and muttered to himself.

Roswaal wasn't bothered by Shirou's escape, because he had prepared plenty of backup plans within the town.

He pulled out a book and flipped through the pages. It seemed to be a diary. But what was strange was what was written inside, because it recorded what would happen in the castle that day, and everything Shirou did was within the scope of what was written in the book.

The last line read, "The boy who escaped the castle will be captured by the Oni Tribe maid in the town and then subjected to all kinds of humiliation."

After inquiring with several shop owners in the city, Shirou learned how complicated the situation was.

The people living in this city are actually being secretly controlled by a mastermind behind the scenes. In essence, it is a testing ground set up by Roswaal for his reincarnation. Therefore, outsiders are prohibited from entering, and only intermarriage within the city is allowed so that he can continuously spread his seed.

Shirou's only chance of escaping Roswaal's influence is to flee outside the city, perhaps to a remote rural village where farmers are unlikely to marry into the nobility's family.

Perhaps the girl there has nothing to do with Roswaal, but in this emotionless, inferior world, in a rural area far from the story's setting, could there possibly be humans who meet the criteria? Shirou really had no idea.

Shirou jogged along, heading towards the edge of town.

However, what he didn't know was that less than ten minutes after he left, the two maids who had been chasing him came running down the mountain.

"Boss, have you seen a boy come down from up there?" Ram, a pink-haired girl, asked as she walked up to the food stall.

"He's a guy who looks honest, but he's actually quite lewd," Rem added, puffing out her cheeks in anger.

"Ah... I knew you guys would come. So filthy... you just love it when men do filthy things to you, right? Looks like that guy wasn't bragging, he really was doing something filthy and got caught."

The shopkeeper, understanding the situation, sized up the two maids, one in pink and one in blue. Without hesitation, he pointed a finger in the direction Shirou had fled and said to the maids, "Red-haired, the dashing young man in his pajamas, right? He just ate a few skewers of dumplings here. He ran that way! You two hurry and chase after him; he hasn't been gone for more than ten minutes, he can't have gone far!"

The blue-haired girl, Rem, sniffed and said, "That's right, it's his scent, and it even smells like meatballs, sister!"

"Thank you!" The pink-haired girl, Ram, tossed a gold coin over the vendor's stall, then reached out and took all the skewers of cooked meatballs from the stall.

"Thank you for your patronage!" the owner said with a smile, extending his hand to take the money.

Ram and Rem then divided the meatballs, each holding several skewers. They ignored the snack shop owner and quickly chased after him.

After the maids had gone far away, the uncle muttered to himself:

"Young man, such beautiful maids, and you're not satisfied with just one, you want two, and top-quality twins at that? If you're so greedy, even if Heaven doesn't punish you, I'll burn you alive!"

He had initially assumed that Shirou's mistress, Mei in her late twenties approaching thirty and beginning to worry about marriage, would be at most average-looking, perhaps even prettier than the Ugly Duckling. He never imagined she would turn out to be a swan among ducks, a pure white swan without a single flaw.

"Of course... I don't need to lift a finger now! Although he's cute, he's really scary. This guy has had a tough time. But if you have to blame someone, blame you all for only looking at faces, thinking that being handsome is everything, not knowing what a good man is!"

"Chase after them! Once they catch up, it'll be best if they fight! Just as I thought... those two scoundrels! They should both be burned alive!" Watching the two maids' murderous figures, the boss revealed a ferocious smile, and an aura of jealousy and hatred emanated from his body.

"But it's a beauty chasing a handsome man! I should have just used the spiciest curry sauce I could have given him, and hopefully he'd have diarrhea on the way!" The uncle's resentment grew stronger as he thought about it, and he cursed Shirou.