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

Chapter 233: Sylphy? Repairing the Shura Field?
In front of the stable, Alan turned and looked at Isaruti.

The moon sank slightly in the sky.

The light flickered only slightly, illuminating his face which was immersed in shadow.

He looks fine and looks normal.

After Izuluti confirmed that Allen was fine, her mind suddenly relaxed, her legs went weak and she almost fell to the ground.

Finally, the corpses around me, the strong smell of blood, and the imagery of death finally made sense.

My stomach churned, even so, with such a strong sense of 'foreignness'.

She still wanted to turn around and take another look at the mountain of corpses.

This strange dream that she had since childhood actually made her see similar scenes in reality.

Even though she was terrified, even though she had received an elite education since childhood and had never seen such a tragic death scene.

She still wanted to take another look.

Why? How could a scene similar to this one that I had seen in my dream appear in reality?
Thinking of this, she turned her head blankly.

Snapped.

The next moment, footsteps stepped on her side and blood-stained hands covered her eyes.

Even though it was stained with blood, it was still the familiar texture of the palm. She turned her head.

Alan's eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

He stood in front of him with his face facing him, covering the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood.

Not the back.

Alan Boreas Greyrat, his senior brother.

Looking at myself.

Isaruti was a little dazed, and then she saw Alan lowered his head, moved close to her face, and looked at her.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood were all obscured by each other's faces.

The feeling of stomach acid churning disappeared instantly.

"Why did you wake up?"

Izuluti looked at Allen's face and subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe the blood off his face. However, when she raised her wrist, she turned it to her chest and hugged the scabbard inadvertently.

——I was still wearing my pajamas.

The upper body is still empty.

Well, these are all excuses. Isaruti is the only one who doesn't feel too much shame about her body in front of Allen.
Inappropriate, isn't it?
"I seemed to have slept too much during the day, so I didn't sleep well at night. Fortunately, you are okay, brother, but what is going on? I saw a body at the hotel counter."

Allen recalled the memory of the other party pacing across from him after the sense flow was restored, nodded, and said casually, "James set up an ambush to prevent me from returning to the capital. Do you remember the incident with the red dragon's jaw?"

Isaruti's face froze.

“Then these are.”

"Set up an ambush. This time, the other party added a Northern King who doesn't take human life seriously. The other party's nobles don't look like Asura people in their clothes, so he doesn't care."

"There's no one in the town, because all the townspeople should be here."

Isa Luti felt her stomach churning after hearing this, and half trying to hide her attention, half asking seriously, "King Beibei, where is Fu Sha?"

Alan raised his chin and pointed to the side, "Dead."

Izuruti turned her head and saw Vider's head on the ground next to her.

"I chose a way to make his death the most painful, which is worthy of his 'achievements'."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at the mountain of corpses behind him.

Izuluti subconsciously wanted to look again, but was blinded by Alan again. At the same time, what she saw when she walked into the town was superimposed on the current results. As a water god, she judged the general process of Alan here in just a moment.

"So you are alone, so the tavern was the first scene of the incident. Then why didn't you let us go with you?"

Alan said lightly during the conversation.

"You haven't experienced this level of killing, and likewise, you probably can't face the 'results' in the stable, right? You're like this, and Alice might be a little better, but Sylphy and Rudy are kind-hearted, and they probably can't accept the current situation."

"After all, in some ways, if I, Alan, hadn't gone to the capital, none of this would have happened."

Isaruti's face turned pale and she was speechless.

Alan glanced at Izuruti.

"It has nothing to do with you. This will happen eventually. If we delay any longer, the ambush will most likely be in Buena Village. This is why I left Roya with such fanfare, just to tell them."

"King's capital, here I come."

Izuluti turned to look at Allen, and heard the latter continue to speak lightly.

"Now, they can come and bring closure."

"Let's go, let's talk outside. The stable smells too much blood, and we have a lot to do tonight."

"it is good"

The two men turned and walked out of the stable. Before leaving, Alan turned his head and looked behind him.

The bodies of the townspeople were piled up, old, young, middle-aged, and children.

all kinds.

This was the fundamental reason why he chose to massacre everyone in the tavern.

Because, they deserve to die.

Alan was never a saint, but seeing this bloody scene before his eyes, he still felt a sense of compassion, "I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."

Was he wrong? No, he was a victim.

Were the townspeople wrong? No, they were just trying to make a living in the town, and then the catastrophe suddenly struck.

Before entering the village, Alan already had a rough idea when he realized that something was wrong with the lighting in the village.

That's why he said he was late.

The world of No Job - Starting Life will not be an adventure game like in the original novel.

An ambush is an ambush. If the townspeople are dispersed in advance, causing information to leak out, it is not called an ambush.

And this scene before his eyes is also the 'fundamental reason' why he has always wanted to rebel against the human god.

If one day, just like now.

Roxy, Sylphy, Alice, Hilda, Paul, Senis, Noren, Aisha, Isaruti. All the people I have established close relationships with, the people I care about
The broken limbs and remains were placed in front of him like garbage just like now.

In such an unexpected manner.

Alan would go crazy.

This is also the real reason why he initially went to Buena Village to participate in the plot as a passerby.

Fear of the loss of his future vision was partly a reason, but it was a very small one. However, given the situation at the time, he couldn't think of more.

As for the human god, he is definitely a character capable of doing such a stupid thing. The words in the original story line that played tricks on old Rudy are still vivid in my mind, and every word is heart-wrenching.

It has nothing to do with the question of acceptance of bloodiness, because there may be a second wave of attacks later, and by then it probably won’t be possible to keep it secret. But today, tonight, if Alan tells his friends in advance, what will they think?
It's simple, they will stand in Allen's shoes and see him as one.

At that time, the evil done by the Northern King will be like a huge rock pressing on their heads, bringing them pressure.

This is something Alan doesn't want to see.

This thing called pressure.

Just let yourself come.

because
He turned his head and glanced at Isaruti, who was secretly looking at the pile of corpses behind him, her face pale.

The two looked at each other, and Izuluti immediately looked away guiltily and walked out of the stable.

Alan then followed and stepped out.

because
I have been enduring the "pressure" from humans and gods for more than 12 years.

Now, a little more doesn’t matter.

-

"Alan Izuruti, stop. Hmm."

Inside the hotel, the moonlight shone through the window, onto the bed, covering the sheets white.

"Ai Ai.!!! Hmm!!!"

The petite body of the world arched up from the bed, and after a trembling, the bed creaked.

Sylphy fell back onto the bed.

Then she suddenly opened her eyes! Her face was red and purple under the moonlight, and her reddish-brown pupils stared at the ceiling above her head in a daze.

In just a moment, he woke up, his pupils widened and his mind became clearer and clearer.

The body's feelings don't lie.

The skirt was wet and stuck to my legs.

Then, in just a second, she figured out where she was and what she was doing.

His body was stiff for a while before he turned his head.

But he was stunned.

Beside him, Alice was still sleeping.

Isa Luti had disappeared.

She touched the nightgown that was sticking to her body and propped herself up in a daze.

Then she felt something, a chill on her face, just like the skin under her nightgown.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch my face.

There are water stains on the face.

Same as a dream.

-

Izuluti walked out of the stable. Before she arrived, she felt that the smell of blood outside was very strong, but when she left the pile of corpses, she felt that the air outside was so fresh.

"I need to bury the body later. No, it's too late. Isn't the smell of blood strong at the hotel?"

Isa Luti was stunned.

“It’s not very strong.”

Allen nodded.

"I won't tell the three of them about this. Tomorrow, wake them up while they are still asleep and confused, and leave here early. I will secretly write a letter to Saulos and ask him to send someone over to see the result of his indulgence."

Izuruti blinked, realizing that Alan didn't have much affection for Sauros.

"Then Lord Sauros will blame James."

"will not."

"?"

"Sauros can only write a letter to warn James. This small town at the edge of Fitoya Territory, which only relies on adventurers to provide services, does not have much territorial value, does not have enough taxes, and does not pay food. It is not important. Then, as long as the bodies are cleaned up, new floating residents will naturally replace them." "As for the dead, they are dead. It doesn't matter to him."

Isa Luti stared at Allen blankly, wanting to say something several times, but kept her mouth shut. Then she listened to Allen continue.

"Do you want to know if I have any ideas on how to change this situation?"

Isaruti was silent for a moment.

"But it would be ridiculous for me to say this. After all, I am a noble. If I hadn't gone out this time, I might not have seen such a thing. And if I were not a believer of Miris, who firmly believed that 'any of Miris's people' would be saved, I might not even be able to empathize with what I am saying now."

"bath."

"?!?"

Isa Luti suddenly looked up, only to see Alan staring expressionlessly at a water tank in the broken wall in the backyard of a grocery store passing by, and said so.

"There's too much blood on your body. Wait for me for a moment. It will be quick."

"well."

Alan left, and soon the sound of water splashing came from the courtyard wall. Izuluti just lowered her head and looked at the hem of her nightgown that had just covered the edge of her round thighs.

In trance.

God let me see this scene in my dream. Does it have some other deep meaning? I happened to have this dream again many years before entering the town.

What He just said in the dream was a kind of "overlooking" gaze. Can just "overlooking" bring about this miracle similar to foreknowledge?

Indeed, God’s power cannot be fathomed by humans.

So what is His meaning?
The first time I had this dream was the night when my senior brother spoke to me when I was a child.

Yes, that is the source of everything.

If it weren’t for that afternoon, I wouldn’t have become curious about my senior brother.

If it wasn't that day
Wait, when was the first time you realized your feelings for Brother Allen?

Oh, right.

It was the day I was promoted to the 'small dojo'. When I saw him standing among the flowers and applause, I felt like I was left far behind.

It was then that I realized for the first time the importance of Brother Allen.

Before that, it was more like I just thought my senior brother was good-looking.
Isa Luti blinked and smiled bitterly. She really needed to change her habit of liking him. There was no doubt that she liked Brother Allen for more than just his appearance. And why was she still thinking about these things in the current situation?

It was obvious that she liked Alan Boreas Graylat as a person.

But from this point of view, God's oracle did hit the mark on what he wanted.

Cowardly?
Thinking of this, Sylphy's sleeping face, the teacher she mentioned, the blue-haired girl she saw from afar halfway up the mountain, and the figure of the little demon came into Izuruti's mind.

If it does not violate the doctrine, what should they do?
pat.

Izuruti raised her head.

Alan had finished washing and stood in front of her again, the moonlight shining on his face, and his hard curls were held behind his head.

There is a huge gap in the chest
"! Senior brother, you."

"It doesn't matter. The Northern King made a sneak attack and swung his sword, but he didn't hit me."

Isaruti silently suppressed the subconscious urge to reach out and check whether the other person had any wounds on his waist or abdomen, and fell silent.

Under the moonlight, the two of them slowly walked towards the hotel.

"You don't have shoes on, is that okay?"

"It's okay, brother."

"Well, luckily it's you today."

She blinked and looked up, only to see Alan exhale in her sight.

"You are tougher than them, and you are also a swordsman. If they saw this, they would probably not be able to sleep at night, right?"

".maybe."

silence.

The two of them stepped on the stone ground, leaving only the rustling sound of Alan using the flow secret to blow the clothes dry.

Isa Luti looked at the hotel gradually approaching with a confused look in her eyes.

half an hour.

"Brother, do you still remember the day when you were promoted to 'Small Dojo'?"

Alan's mouth twitched.

"Remember, James is a real hooker."

"?"

"It's okay, James will not die well."

Izuluti looked at Alan's twitching mouth and suddenly smiled.

"A long time ago, Senior Brother often said some inexplicable things, but after the age of seven, I rarely saw you talking like this, with such a relaxed expression."

Alan was stunned and turned to look at Isaruti.

The latter tilted her head and squinted her eyes while smiling. The moonlight shone through her pajamas onto her chest, seeping through the soft silk into the grooves and curves of her pajamas. The black pajamas and white skin overlapped together, making it hazy and blurry, and one could see everything that should be seen and shouldn't be seen.

But Isaruti looked like she didn't care at all.

Alan silently looked away.

"Relax?"

"Yes, because when we were in the capital, I always felt that Senior Brother's brows were getting more and more furrowed. It was as if there was a beast chasing you from behind, forcing you to keep moving forward and never stop."

".I feel.Senior brother, it must be very hard."

"I always want to try to help you, but I can never find a way, because you look so perfect and don't need to provide any help. But now I think about it."

"It's a bit too naive."

"Feel sorry."

"I think this is one of the reasons why you decided to leave the capital, brother."

Alan was obviously stunned. He paused, and as he did so, Izuluti also stopped.

They both looked at their feet.

Alan wanted to say something.

But I have so many mixed feelings that I don't know where to start.

The long-accumulated pressure from the system and the oppression from humans and gods, the sense of urgency that had been suffocating him for more than twelve years, was pointed out and comforted by such an "outsider" in a casual manner.

This is the first time entering this strange world.

In some ways.

This comforting feeling is not due to the reincarnation of 'Alan', but to the soul before the time travel.

It’s like someone who knows your identity as a time traveler suddenly stands in front of you and tells you.

It is not easy to go through this. I understand your anxiety, your oppression, and your hard work day and night.

Sorry.

There's no way I can help you.

These twelve years.

Thanks for your hard work.

Alan blinked.

Looking at the white moon on the ground.

Suddenly my throat felt dry.

And Isaruti beside him also stopped talking for some reason and just stood beside him in silence.

one second.

two seconds.

ten seconds.

Just when he was about to say something.

He suddenly realized something.

Isaruti's heart was beating fast and her body was very stiff.

And in my own newly acute 'sensory flow'.

All around, new heartbeats appeared.

He looked up in surprise.

Under the moonlight.

Before the hotel.

above the steps.

A petite figure stood at the door of the hotel.

He was looking at them with his head tilted.

White hair.

Flying in the night.

"Alan, why are you wet?"

Alan looked at Sylphy in astonishment, who was barefoot like Izuru.

The other person was wearing pajamas that were very beast girl-like.

And it's white.

The moonlight fell down, penetrating all her coverings.

From her shoulders, to her collarbone, to her chest, to her waist, and then to her hips and legs, the soft lines rise and fall, the faintly visible pearl pink seems to be touchable, and the immature yet beautiful curves of the girl seem to shine in the moonlight.

Flawless.

But Allen's heart was filled with coldness, and the passion in his blood that had just killed someone cooled instantly.

At the same time, a realization came to his mind again.

Crossing this matter.

Really fucking.
Not easy at all.

　I'm not screwing around, guys.

There is no invalid information in this chapter, including dreaming and getting wet, which are all plot information.

Please remember that the 'dream' depicted in this "Re:Zero - Starting Life in Another World" novel is definitely not a normal dream, and it definitely has plot content. I will not write dreams that have nothing to do with the plot. Even if it is a fantasy, it is supported by the plot content.

The next chapter will end this short story. When all the information is connected together, there will be a foreshadowing of a grand ending, but it is rather obscure. Discussions are welcome.

　
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