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

Chapter 231: Taking off clothes, three women talking at night, Allen's past, the value of the chief of the Shuishenliu Dojo
Allen, who was already covered in blood, ignored the system. He just lifted Wayne's head and looked at him at eye level.

Wayne's eyes bled and he died with his eyes open.

"Since you marry someone else like this, it's normal tonight, isn't it? You don't even deserve to be known by my name, Lord Bei Wang?"

Wayne shouldn't.

The system should not either.

Alan snorted and lowered his eyes to look at his waist and abdomen. The clothes on his waist and abdomen that had been torn apart by the knife wind were now completely covered with blood, making it impossible to tell whose blood it was.

But the wound has healed.

"Ahhh."

Someone was crying out in pain.

Alan turned his head and looked at the bloody carpet covered with corpses.

Three people were swimming in the meat.

The posture is a bit funny.

But they survived.

Is it lucky?
maybe.

Alan smiled and tilted his head to look at the three thieves on the ground who were deliberately spared.

The smell of urine mixed with the strong smell of blood made people frown, but Alan did not react at all.

He looked at one of the earless men, who noticed Alan's gaze and backed away in a pool of blood, trembling all over.

The next moment, a knife was thrown into his mouth, piercing through the back of his head and nailing him to the ground.

He casually picked up the knife, which had been rolled up again, and slowly stirred it in the other person's mouth.

"The red-haired chick? Is she yours?"

The blade rotated clockwise in his hand, then counterclockwise, until the man on the ground was dead, then he stopped.

Turn around.

The second one was a man with the upper half of his face cut off.

The eyeball disappeared.

He struggled hard on the ground, and Alan stepped on his throat. With a cracking sound, the man's whole body twitched.

The ground got even dirtier.

"The girl with white hair, is she yours?"

The man on the ground had his neck crushed into a pulp, but it was a relief.

Alan continued to turn his head.

"Black-haired girl"

The third person in sight was a man whose lower half of his face was cut off and whose tongue was missing.
It hurts so much.

Alan:.
Alan shook his head, holding Wayne's severed head, and kicked away the lung hanging on his leg.

The ground was littered with body parts.

Alan could have given them a good beating.

But, I don’t want to.

pat, pat, pat.

Step by step, he walked to the entrance of the slaughterhouse and reached out to push open the door.

Outside the door, it was a quiet night.

Alan stepped out of the tavern.

At the same time, the wind swept down from the sky above Motalit, dispersing the dark clouds that had emerged in outline in the dark night.

Thanks to this, moonlight once again poured down from the sky.

There was a hazy moonlight on the ground, and when viewed from near and far, it looked like a white lake was sprinkled on the road.

Spread Spread
Then, it reached the end and was cut off from sight.

Dark clouds once again covered the moonlight, and darkness invaded Motalit.

The streets are straight and the town is quiet.

The night breeze, carrying the vitality of late spring, blew on his face.

But it couldn't dispel the strong sense of death in the town.

Accompanied by the sound of liquid dripping, footsteps were heard again, gradually moving away from the door of the tavern.

At the end of the gate wall there is a turn leading to the back of the tavern.

In the night, the dark grey pupils reflected the still dark hotel without any candlelight.

Before falling asleep, the happy conversation with laughter coming from next door and Rudy's face explaining to him with a wry smile entered Allen's mind.

'good. ’

'No one was awakened.'

Our steps continue to move forward, and time goes back through our memories.

Stopped in the room next to Alan's.

That time and that moment.

- 1:45
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"Clap clap clap."

The heels of her leather shoes hit the floor rapidly, and the white high socks were wrinkled at the ankles. The movement stretched the entire socks, making a creaking sound. The socks extended up along the taut calves and disappeared at the edge of the black and white skirt.

Going up, the corset style is tightened at the waist, pulling a slight undulation in front of the chest, and at the end is a floral neckline tied with black laces, and a piece of lotus root white connects to the slightly chubby jaw.

Further up.
(｀へ)!

The red-haired girl's bangs were slightly wet, with strands sticking to her cheeks. She was sitting on the sofa with a pout on her face, staring straight into the bathroom.

The young lady, who had performed the Light Washing as soon as she entered the room, was now very anxious, and kept stomping on the floor.

If you ignore Alice's rather impatient attitude, she actually has a beautiful girlish demeanor.

In the bathroom, the sound of water splashing and whispered conversations could be heard.

"Is this okay?"

"It's okay, Ms. Isaruti. I know water magic without chanting."

"Haha, sorry, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

"It's okay. Ah! Sorry, it's dripping."

As he spoke, his red pupils stared straight at the bathroom door.

Finally, with a creak, the door opened.

Izuluti and Sylphy walked out with rosy faces. They had finished washing. Sylphy put her white hair behind her ears and the hair on her forehead was wet, while Izuluti tied her hair into a high ponytail, looking very capable.

As they walked, the two of them exchanged pleasantries.

"Thank you, Miss Sylphy, but it's a pity there's only one faucet."

"It's okay, I can just use water magic."

Wow!

The two were interrupted by the noise on the sofa and looked towards the source of the sound.

It was so quick! Alice kicked off her shoes, folded her hands and grabbed her skirt and took it off. She threw the skirt on the sofa with a flick of her hand, picked up the skirt-style silk pajamas in the suitcase beside her and put it on her forehead.

Before the hem of her pajamas even hit the ground, she impatiently turned over and lay on the bed, holding her chin and blurting out a sentence. "I can't wait! Let's start now!"

Go to bed with light!

As the words fell, the hem of her pajamas finally fell to the ground.
Alice's waist.

Not even the lower half of the body was covered.

This impatient look made Izoloti and Sylphy dumbfounded.

Izo blinked and looked at Sylphy, who looked helpless. She walked over and took a look at Alice's butt exposed in the candlelight. She smiled helplessly, reached out to pull up Alice's skirt, and spoke slowly.

"Alice, I know you are looking forward to the training and chatting. The training time is still long, so there is no need to rush to ask Miss Izuru about Alan's situation in the capital."

Alice blinked, "But Alan said to go to bed early at night!"

Sylphy shook her head helplessly and said, "We'll have a chance to work together again in the future." Before she finished her words, Izuruti had already walked to her side.

"There aren't many gossips about Senior Brother Allen in the capital."

Izuruti tilted her head and smiled at Sylphy. She deliberately ignored Alan comforting her in the sunset, as well as breakfast and the time she spent sleeping with her brother in the dojo.

"From what I see, it's basically all about learning and teaching at the Suishin-ryu Dojo. Do you want to listen?"

Alice nodded excitedly!

Izuruti looked at the curiosity in Sylphy's eyes, smiled, reached out, and untied her corset.

The three-petal skirt, no longer restrained, fell to the ankles.

"Brother, he works very hard and has been tirelessly seeking the Water God Flow. Even if no one forces him, he always maintains self-discipline."

Under Izuluti's swordsman robe is a tight black undershirt, which is simple yet has a sense of design. A row of buttons extends from her chest to her lower abdomen, and there is a buckle-shaped design on the hips below, connecting the top and pants. The faint white skin color flashes in the gap between the connected clothes.

She curved her eyebrows, wrapped the long silk corset around her wrists, folded it, and placed it on the sofa.

"So, before leaving the capital, he had always been the head of the Water God School's dojo. Whether it was a 'big' dojo or a 'small' dojo."

"Big dojo? Small dojo? Chief?" Alice asked in confusion.

The outer shirt of the Yuebai Suishinryu swordplay uniform slipped off Isaruti's shoulders, and the latter took it off and folded it carefully.

"'Big and small dojo' are our nicknames for dojos. The Suijin-ryu dojo is divided into two dojos, the high-level and low-level dojos. The low-level dojo currently has a total of 443 Suijin-ryu swordsman apprentices of the middle and lower levels. Because there are so many people, they are in the low-level dojo with a larger building scale, so we call it the 'big dojo'."

Isaruti lifted her leg, stepped out of her skirt, bent down to pick up the skirt, folded it and placed it on the sofa.

“There are currently a total of 77 swordsman apprentices above the intermediate level of the Suishin-ryu in the high-level gym. Because of the small number of people, they are placed in smaller high-level gyms, which we call ‘small gyms’.

As for those who reach the Saint level, they are considered to have graduated from the dojo. Since most of the apprentices in the dojo in the capital are children of nobles, these apprentices will basically be recalled by their families or appointed to important positions in the capital. If someone wants to continue to cultivate in the Water God School, they will enter the sword field under the Water God for face-to-face instruction. At the same time, there are no restrictions on their freedom and they can enter and leave the dojo freely. "

Alice let out a loud exclamation that sounded like a country bumpkin, while Sylphy murmured "Don't be so loud," but her eyes were fixed on the embroidered emblem of the Water God-ryu Dojo on the hem of Izoloti's swordsmanship robe.

Isa Luti smiled, put her hand on the buckle on her hip, unfastened it, bent over, and raised her legs.

The long ribbon was slowly pulled out from the black undershirt like milk, and stepped on the ground one by one. She folded her pants and continued to speak.

"But there are so many people in the dojos that even if Senior Sword Emperor Tails teaches regularly in the big and small dojos, he still can't handle it all, so there is a chief system. The chief of the big and small dojos is the person who is recognized as the strongest and most outstanding in each dojo.

At the same time, you can also enter the sword arena of the Water God in advance for face-to-face instruction. Because of this, whether out of selfishness or yearning for the Water God Sword Art, the position of the chief has always been fiercely contested. The position will be re-determined on the last day of a month, which is also called the chief challenge. "

"Challenge?" Alice frowned.

Izoloti smiled and reached out to touch the buttons of her underwear, while Sylphy looked at Izoloti's lower body with her mouth slightly open.

——In the sight, Isa Luti’s black underwear was quite bold, and even had a hollow design on the sides. She subconsciously touched the flat lace panties under her skirt, her face a little dazed.

"The challenge is in the ring. The ten strongest challengers are selected to challenge the chief in the ring one by one. You can also think of it as a round-robin competition. Under such unfair challenge rules, the senior brother can still sit firmly in the first place, which means that he is undoubtedly the strongest in the dojo."

Alice was stunned for a moment, and then a strong color burst out of her eyes.

"Is my brother the big chief or the small chief?"

After hearing this, Isaruti couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, but she still understood Alice's meaning accurately. At the same time, her hands did not stop unbuttoning her clothes.

One, two, three
Bang! A proud arc jumped out from the tight underwear.

Um.
It jumped out, literally.

Sylphy's pupils trembled, and she was stunned. She looked down at her chest, then looked at Izuruti's chest, her mouth slightly open, like a frightened little white rabbit.

Izuruti's voice rang out.

"Whether it's a big dojo or a small dojo, Brother Allen will be the chief the day he enters the dojo. From the age of five to seven, he is the chief of the big dojo. From the age of seven to nine, he is the chief of the small dojo."

Isa Luti took off her underwear, swayed her body, smiled, and said with a look in her eyes.
The light called 'confidence'.

Even though he was praising Allen, this feeling could still be called 'confidence'.

Because in her heart, Allen has never been an outsider.

Alice blinked, looked at the size of Izuruti, subconsciously reached out and scratched the bed sheet, her face slightly flushed.

"Oh, I see." He was quite calm and confident, but as he looked at the shaking, his eyes were obviously not as excited as at the beginning, and there was a hint of weariness in them.

Izuluti glanced doubtfully at Sylphy who was staring at her intently. The latter's body stiffened slightly, and then she slowly began to take off her clothes, and asked in a panic following Izuluti's words.

"But, isn't the 'big' dojo for lower-level swordsmen? Then when Alan entered the 'small', 'small', 'small' dojo, um, um, he was already a senior swordsman?"

Seeing this, Isa Luti squinted her eyes and smiled, took a deep breath, raised her hands and stretched her body, the moonlight outside the window and the candlelight inside the house climbed around her.

The moonlight and candlelight outline darkness and whiteness.

Up and down.

Climb mountains and cross rivers.

There was a slight clicking sound in her spine, and she sighed with contentment before continuing.

"In theory, in fact, my brother had already reached the intermediate level of the Water God Ryu at the age of 6, and had the qualifications to enter the 'small' dojo and learn the profound secrets of the Ryu, but he did not choose to advance."

"Instead, he will continue to lie dormant in the 'big' dojo for a year, and finally, at the end of the month when the 'small' dojo holds the chief contest, he will choose to be promoted to the 'small' dojo."

Sylphy had already taken off the skirt that was hanging on her ears. Her ears were trembling slightly, and the light and shadow flickered on her body, like pearls shining with a pink and white luster.

Izuruti tilted her head and looked at Sylphy.

"Then, within one day, Brother defeated ten people in a row in the challenge match, defeated the previous chief, and seamlessly took over the 'small' dojo and became the chief."

"Two years, no defeat."

"Whether it's a 'big' or 'small' dojo, as long as he is here, the chief position can only be his."

"These are the four years that Senior Brother has spent at the Water God School in the Royal Capital."

"Challenge, accept, and teach on behalf of the teacher."

"Learn, advance, and create your own secrets."

“There aren’t that many anecdotes.”

“Simple and boring.”

The words fell.

Izuruti and Sylphy, wearing very little clothing, stared at each other.

As for the person who started the topic, the original questioner was Alan's sister, the little red-haired lion.

Already asleep.

The sound of even breathing could be heard from the bed.

Alice was lying on the soft bed, her red hair flowing around her face and neck.

It has been exactly five minutes since the conversation began.

　A large section of daily life, but it has to foreshadow the subsequent plot! If readers only want to read the main conflict plot in the future, and don’t want to read the romance, and feel that they can read on without enough information (for example, today’s introduction to the Water God School’s big and small dojo will not be introduced later, but will directly enter the scene in the capital), you can choose to skip according to the title.

Ok!

　
(End of this chapter)