Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 206: The Breakthrough of the Great Transfer? The Plan Under Prying Eyes
The smoke and dust danced in front of Alan's eyes.

His expression was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he understood what this "persuasion" meant.

——The 'ability' to convince people comes from the Human-God Template. In the original book, it comes from Orsted's mouth. It is the BUFF that makes creatures trust unconditionally.

He raised his eyebrows, the starlight in his eyes gathered in his pupils, and stared at the system panel quietly, but the system panel was still floating up and down like smoke, as if
Looking at Alan's reaction.

Silent 'eye contact'.

After a moment, Alan moved!

Raise your hand and press it on the table.

Lean over and forward.

The action is like "one stroke" with lingering echoes of the heart's words.

Very neat and fast!

then
The handwriting is just in front of the tip of the nose.

The dust is right in front of the eyeball.

Alan narrowed his eyes and stared at the system panel.

Suddenly laughed.

Even though the knife is still in his hand and has not been unsheathed, the sharp thoughts are still flashing out from the scabbard in his mind like a knife.

'Apostle of God and Man.'

"It was me?"

As the words fell, the smoke and dust suddenly exploded! It passed through Alan's head, circled in front of his face, and emerged again.

In front of his eyes again.

Trembling slightly, as if he couldn't stop smiling.

【Oh? What does this mean? 】

Alan's eyes followed the handwriting, and when he saw Yanchen's question, he narrowed his eyes and lowered his eyes to look at the table.

Even in the teachers' dormitory, Boreas's desk is still made of logs. The wood grain on the desk comes into view, intertwined and tangled, densely packed.

It's just like.
A myriad of silk threads.

Can't find the source.

With a snap, the scabbard was slammed on the table, and all the threads were cut off with one stroke.

At the same time, cut off the thoughts in your mind.

The blade leaves your hand.

Alan leaned back in his chair.

With his arms folded across his chest, he simply stared at the system panel floating up and down on the desktop.

Facing his gaze, the system panel actually trembled and gradually dissipated in the air.

It seems like the signal has been cut off again.

But in the next moment, it suddenly popped out in front of Allen's eyes.

[What? Are you doubting me again as a human god? I remember when you were still 'young', you would ask me almost once a month whether this 'system' that came down from the sky was a human god. Now you haven't asked me again for so many years, why are you back to your old ways? ]

[I have said it many times, use your brain to think carefully, if I were a human god]

Alan waved his hand to disperse the smoke and dust, looking a little impatient, but his expression was not as sharp as before.

"How can the Dragon Saint Dou Qi Nucleus be in my stomach? Right?"

[Don’t you understand this very well? ]

Alan withdrew his hand, tapped his arm slowly with his index finger, and his expression returned to his usual state of chatting and chatting with the system, very relaxed. In that moment just now, through the promotion of strength and the communication of thoughts, the sharp sword heart stirred up the emotions and caused a tense atmosphere.
Disappeared.

It seems like it's just an illusion.

"Persuade? You're hanging this thing on me as a reward. If the impact spreads, are you really not afraid that Orsted will just rip it off if I 'accidentally' run into him? Are you sure this is a reward?"

"You're going to reward me by letting me go back to the orphanage in the original world for my second life and then restart my third life, right?"

[That's a nice thought. Can you restart the game and make up for the regrets over there? How can the ability be attached to you forever? There is a time limit for your game buffs, how can the influence be expanded? ]

"If there are restrictions, just say it now, why pause?"

[Tsk, I really miss your patience in the past year. My hair is done up again, but my patience is gone.]

Alan frowned, but before he could think of anything else, the system panel quickly popped up the message "system".

[Tutoring period task reward: Persuasion.]

【Ability template——Human God.】

[How to use: Unlock it with thoughts to activate the ability.]

[Effect: During the activation period, your words have strong emotional affinity and appeal, and the persuasive influence effect lasts for: three minutes.]

[Target users: Except for characters with strong destiny and Orsted in the original work, other creatures in the world without a job. It is recommended to use it on humans. After all, even if your affinity is improved, cattle and horses cannot understand your human language. ]

【Effect feedback: The degree of persuasive influence is positively correlated with the user's immediate willpower. 】

【Usage cycle: one day/once/per person. 】

Alan's eyes paused slightly on [Unlocked by Thought], but he spoke about the influence of [Instant Willpower].

'This ability is a bit lame. In the original book, this ability of the Human God only affects Luke and Darius, which is considered a highlight. For other apostles, it is the same as having no effect. Keith even has more pity for Him, and has done things that go against the instructions of the Human God more than once.'

The smoke dissipated before Alan's eyes.

After a long while, it finally condensed again.

However, he did not respond to Alan's words, but just leisurely paced in front of his face.

[The way you test me really makes me sad. When was the last time? Five years ago? Or seven years ago?]

Alan looked at the system panel quietly.

After a while, he smiled.

He stretched and let his body relax.

Empty your mind.

Turning to look out the window.

The window was not open, and the glass was covered with a hazy mist, which melted under the sunlight and formed spots and dense water droplets.

This couldn't block Alan's 'sight'.

He looked far to the west of Boreas.

That is the direction of the royal capital.

"Maybe I've been thinking about the capital more often recently."

In the sight, water droplets left streaks along the glass, cutting the somewhat blurry Boreas Courtyard outside the window into pieces.

Alan blinked and raised his hand to open the window.

Take a deep breath.

Turn your head and reach out your hand.

Open the drawer.

He took out the "Book of Life and Death" which had been in the drawer for a long time and was placed on the table on the first day he arrived at the Boreas family.

Unfold.

There are three big characters at the top.

The Great Shift

"Range: Fitoya Territory"

Below it is a densely packed list of names, framed by a circle.

Except for the Greylat family in Buena village and the small group of people.

Hilda's name was prominently listed.

The names of Philip and Sauros remain outside the circle.

Without any hesitation, just narrowing his eyes, Alan picked up the pen and crossed out the two names.

Write Philip's name next to Hilda's.

Write Sauros' name next to Alice's.

Followed by: The territory disappeared, the family wealth was squandered, the territory was rebuilt, interests were squeezed out, and he was brutally executed?
Alan narrowed his eyes, picked up the pen, thought, and wrote again.

——'Sound', too small!

He tilted his head and looked at the word 'voice' for a moment.

Tap the tabletop with your index finger.

pat, pat.

His fingers stopped, but he smiled nonchalantly.

The pen is as sharp as a knife.

It shuttled through the gaps between all the names under the great transfer, and slashed straight towards the empty space outside the range of the great transfer.

Put pen to paper.

Five words.

"The royal capital."

"Charles."

　No more tonight, 6k more tomorrow night.

　　The emotions hidden in the body movements in this chapter are quite difficult to grasp, and it took me a long time to write.

　　I have given out a lot of information, but after thinking about it, I decided not to hide it. If I continue to hide it, it might seem abrupt when I hang up later.

　　And tonight I have been thinking whether it is better to reveal Alan's purpose in full or to keep it hidden under the surface.

　　Finally, I chose to release some information, and then hide some information to speed up the plot. So I deleted more than 1000 words, resulting in only more than 2000 words.

　　——.

　　To all the dears who have been waiting all night, Sao Rui! (Kowtow)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)