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

Chapter 255: The sickly girl kills! The whole picture of the assassination tonight
Alan was stunned when he saw the clothes of the two women who fell to the ground.

In the sight, Sylphy shrank her head, subconsciously looked up at Alan, glanced left and right, swallowed her saliva, and laughed awkwardly twice.

Alan's pupils shrank into needles and his expression was completely out of control.

I can't stand it any longer.

Miss Sylphy! Is it time for you to laugh? ? What's with the short skirt hanging on your waist? Your underwear is visible! And why is it this style? ? What are you doing! No, why are there cat ears? Huh? ? ? No? Wait, where did these high heels come from?

ah? ? ? ?

He glanced blankly at Isaruti beside him, and his pupils shrank even further.

——The latter was already half-supporting his body and was about to lift his legs to stand up, but he turned his head to look at the cat girl who was only wearing a gauze dress and kneeling on the ground, and the long-eared tribe who was sitting on the table with his legs bent in a very indecent posture.

From this angle, Alan couldn't see Izuruti's expression, he could only see her clothes. Because the slit of her black nightgown was very high, when she bent her legs and stood up, her entire leg from ankle to crotch almost stuck out of the clothes. The collision of white and black colors looked extremely contrasting.

Combined with the other person's long black straight hair, he subconsciously remembered the clothing-changing MOD he played when playing Final Fantasy in his previous life.

No, Ms. Isaruti! What's wrong with your dress? The collar and the side slits are so far away! The side slits are fine, but why does the collar look like it was torn? ?

Also, why aren't you wearing anything underneath?

no! !
What are you two doing!?!?

He suddenly covered his eyes, revealing a very rare expression of panic. He didn't feel anything at all because the two roast chickens were not wearing enough, but Izuru and Sylphy were not wearing enough, and he was about to burst into tears.

"Wait a minute! You guys should tidy up your clothes first. Why are you dressed like this so late at night? Oh, by the way! The two people in the room are actually thorns..."

As soon as the words fell, a fragrant breeze blew past my ears, it was the fresh scent of Izuluti's usual perfume.

She took two steps forward and placed her hand on Alan's waist.

Alan was stunned for a moment, put down his hand to see what she was going to do, and just as his eyes lit up, Izuruti waved her hand to cover his eyes.

The smiling voice was right beside his ear, very close, and penetrated into Alan's ears.

You can even feel Isaruti's breath.

"Don't look at it, brother."

The tone is soft.

Very gentle.

But there is not a trace of warmth.

Alan suddenly got goosebumps.

Bad. It's broken.
Isaroutei's tone was calm but threatening. Did she seem angry? When was the last time? It seemed like when she was dragged back from the bath and swore that she would chop down Kita-ni one day.

After all, from the perspective of Leda's granddaughter, no matter how she looked at it, she would feel that it was a great shame that the Water God Ryu's main dojo was chosen by the Northern God Ryu, as it involved the strong heart of the swordsman.

But what's going on now?

Isn't it? I just took a look, no, I didn't mean it!

He quickly opened his mouth to defend himself.

"I didn't mean to look at it! I did it subconsciously! You see, first of all, if I really wanted to tell you about the room."

——Sir——

The blade was pulled out from the waist.

Your own knife.

The one who drew the sword was Isaruti.

Allen was numb.

"Wait! This is a misunderstanding!"

"Misunderstanding? Senior brother, you said this is a misunderstanding?" Izuluti's voice was even more smiling.

Alan didn't dare to open his eyes, but hurriedly let the feeling flow throughout the room.

Scared.

Then, he was stunned.

The sound waves of the conversation vibrated in the air, resonated in the guest room, collided with all obstacles, and returned, skillfully constructing a 3D model in his mind.

The lines were gray and white, and in his "eyes" he had a cartoon-like vision, outlining the figures of the people around him with just a few strokes.

The tall woman in front of him had a blurred face, the corner of her mouth was raised, and she was holding a blade in her hand.

She moved.

Extremely fast!

She turned around and her skirt flew up.

Taking a step - the long legs stick out from the slits, and the tight and smooth muscles are instantly tensed.

Swing your hands - the blade cuts through the air, and the condensed fighting spirit is pressed into an air blade and thrown out from the tip of the blade.

The black hair flew in the air, and the blade continued to move forward, twisting between the wrists.

Backhand.

"Zheng."

A knife was inserted into the scabbard at Alan's waist.

Precise, elegant, concise.

It’s extremely fast and done in one go.

If I hadn't turned on the sensory flow and only used dynamic visual capture, I wouldn't have been able to see it so clearly.

The name of the move is - Vertical Slice, a Water God Style sword slash that has been refined and mastered a lot. It is usually used to counterattack after successfully dodging the first wave of attacks and then seize the opponent's flaw.

This is the style of the Suishin-ryu school, and it is also the way Allen wielded his sword during his time in Buena Village.

But now, Allen has integrated the advantages of various moves into his gestures, discarded all unnecessary movements, and has truly achieved the state of "commanding" his sword as if it were his own arm.

He knows too many different things, and has in-depth knowledge of all three schools. If he doesn't take the essence of all the sword techniques of all schools and remove the dross, and integrate them into one, then fighting will be like a boring online article that just keeps reciting the names of the techniques.

But Isa Luti continued to delve deeper into this path. She was the new water god with outstanding talent in the water god's main dojo in the original story line.

Alan swallowed.

But it's also pretty good. The technique of the vertical cut combined with sword energy just now is obviously based on deep cultivation and incorporates his own ideas.

出刀
Very clean.

The flow of feeling has not converged.

Sitting on the table, and the body lying next to him.

Head and torso.

Already separated.

There is a fountain of blood gushing out.

A steady stream of blood fell all over his body.

Isaruti didn't need to catch their flaws, because their postures were not easy to exert force on.
flaw.

"Clap."

Two headless bodies collapsed to the ground.

The floor and table were both cut into smooth cracks by the sword energy.

Alan's face was stiff. He opened his eyes, looked at the corpse beside him, then turned his head to look in front of him.

In the sight, Isaruti turned around and looked back at Allen with a very calm expression.

His eyebrows were curved, the corners of his mouth were curved in a smile, and he spread his hands out, a gesture that was quite like Allen's.

"What misunderstanding is there, brother?"

"The assassin deserves to die."

"Is not it?"

"and"

The smile bloomed like a flower, and blood smeared on the petals.

pat.

pat.

Drops fell to the ground.

"I told you not to watch it, brother."

"Um"

"But if it's the way it is now, it's okay to take a look."^_^
"It was also thanks to my brother that they were scared to death, so I killed them easily. My brother is still as strong as ever."

I don’t know if the corpses have the courage.

But Sylphy, who was standing by, was completely frightened by the flash of her retina and the sight of the other person's head moving.

Isaruti opened her smiling eyes, and in her dark pupils was the figure of Alan, with a strange blush on her face.

"Otherwise, you will have to close your eyes for a while. After all, my speed and strength control are not as good as yours. But I will work hard in the future."

Blood spurted onto Alan's body, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Completely speechless.

At this point, if Alan still hasn't understood what Izuruti said, "Don't look, brother," then he would be too dull.

Obviously, not being allowed to look does not mean not being allowed to look at Isaruti herself - after all, she is standing in front of him now with great confidence.

Instead, he didn't want Alan to see the two roast chickens who were already peaceful next door.

Alan felt his throat was a little dry. Normally he was very efficient when killing people, but now it was the girl next to him who was killing people directly, and he was a little uncomfortable with it.

He turned around and looked at the corpses of the two roast chickens.

The blood was still oozing out from the neck.

That's all I can say. These two bodies are no longer associated with words like sexy.

It really doesn't matter if you just take a look.

While she was lost in thought, Sylphy had already reacted. She got up from the ground, tugged at her skirt in vain, and hurried over to the two of them.

"Are these two people on the bridge assassins?"

Alan turned to look at her and nodded.

Seeing Alan's gaze, Sylphy felt embarrassed instead, and she tugged at her skirt, stepped on her heels, adjusted her cat ears, and made small movements all the time.

"I see. But if we kill them here, won't it be troublesome?"

"Feel sorry."

Izoloti lowered her eyes, bowed slightly, and made an apologetic gesture to Sylphy. She looked very well-behaved, but her blood-stained figure and overly sexy outfit created a strong contrast between her words and reality.

Alan looked away.

"You should have heard my interrogation outside the door just now."

Sylphy's face froze. She had heard it, but she didn't pay any attention to it. As a result, the only thing that came to her mind now was the fact that 'Alan was talking to two women in the room in the middle of the night'.

Alan continued.

"It would be more troublesome if we don't kill them. Isa Luti doesn't need to apologize. Her judgment was correct in killing these two people. Well, I was stunned because she killed them too easily and I didn't react."

"I wanted to wait for you to come in and explain before killing you. After all, it's the middle of the night. Well, it's better to explain it with facts. But now it seems that this concern is unnecessary. You didn't... Uh, there are too many misunderstandings."

Sylphy felt a little embarrassed, lowered her head and hummed, secretly glancing at Izolotti beside her. The latter just squinted her eyes and smiled at Alan, with no expression on her face.

Mizukami-ryu was originally an information player, and she listened to every word of Alan's interrogation. Both her emotions and ideals told her to kill these two killers.

So she moved quickly.

Alan's voice continued.

"This is an open bounty for the assassin organization, so the assassination will continue tonight. If we don't kill these two people."

Alan casually shot out a sword energy, accurately extinguishing the candlelight nearby.

The house suddenly became dark.

At the same time, Sylphy let out a long sigh, and her tense body seemed to relax.

The blood is not obvious in the dark, and my clothes can't be seen clearly. It's so shameful.
The corner of Allen's mouth twitched. He understood what Sylphy was thinking, but the problem was that he was under the influence.

Everything is clearly visible.

Miss Sylphy, please wake up. Never mind, this is fine.

He turned to look at Sylphy. In the darkness, there was a faint light flickering on the surface of her reddish-brown eyes.

The light comes from the gap in the curtains nearby.

The moonlight outside the hotel passed through the gap, forming a streak of white moonlight, sprinkling on Sylphy's face.

"Killing someone would certainly result in a murder. When exposed, it would attract the attention of the Street Troops, making it impossible for us to stay in Flowing Waterfall City peacefully. However, the security of Flowing Waterfall City at night is almost entirely in the Lightship District, because it is more chaotic. So even if we kill someone, at least we will be safe tonight."

"but."

"If we don't kill him, we won't be safe tonight."

"Come."

Alan turned and walked towards the window. Sylphy blinked, somewhat confused.

Then, Isaruti grabbed her wrist and led her to the window with Alan.

Alan reached out and opened the curtain slightly.

Sylphy leaned over to look, then her whole body froze.

Outside the hotel, in the dark, under the moonlight.

The corner of the street, the corner of the hotel, the wet flagstones.

Sparse figures stood outside the hotel.

They all raised their heads.

Looking at the third floor.

As far as the eye can see is the guest room on the third floor where they are staying.

Alan's voice floated into Sylphy's ears, stating the current facts calmly.

"If we don't kill them, when they walk out of this hotel safely, these potential assassins will think that we are kind people. Kind people are often bullied. After all, no one dies in the assassination. The cost of trial and error is infinitely lowered. Then everyone will want to come up and try to see if they can bite off a piece of meat from us kind people."

"And we will be chased and harassed by these people like stray dogs."

"The Street Troops are not nearby, which also provides some convenience for these assassins. The situation has already started since we stepped onto the bridge. Why are all the hotels crowded before? Because they are occupied by these things that can only move in the dark."

"And, if I'm not mistaken, the headquarters of the Asura Kingdom assassin group is in Liupu City, in this sinful water city."

"Because the existence of any organization requires a certain economic and social foundation. People, money, and materials are indispensable. This is the only way to ensure the normal operation of an organization, let alone a killer group that focuses on intelligence information."

"On the whole, Liupu City is close to the capital, with smooth information and convenient transportation. It has a large flow of people, but is located on the edge of each territory. Its municipal structure is rotten from top to bottom, but it is not under the jurisdiction of the four major lords. It is the most suitable satellite city to be the base of this killer organization."

"The bounty this time is very large, and it's in their lair. Although the killer group has offered a bounty, they have also imposed certain restrictions. Otherwise, if the killers are allowed to swarm around, Liupu City will be in chaos."

"So, they sent a referee to be the dealer and set up the venue in advance. The scene you see now is the result - the carriages and horses are set up, and whoever succeeds first will get the reward. This is the least likely to cause a riot, and it also gives everyone a chance to 'win', and everyone is happy."

"The host downstairs should be the person in charge of this assassination activity sent by the assassin group."

Sylphy's face turned pale.

"What should we do then?"

"How to do?"

As he spoke, Alan opened the window.

Raise your legs high.

One foot stepped on the windowsill.

(End of this chapter)