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

Chapter 280: Are the grooves of the magic pattern the remnants of the secret technique? Brother, keep your voice down, Sylphy will hear you.
All matter in the world of Musashi Reincarnation is filled with magical power.

The essence of magic is a game of perverted magical power.

The caster needs to use the magic power in his body to make changes to the outside world.

This is why there are levels of difficulty such as elementary, intermediate, advanced, saint, king, emperor, and god - the greater the degree of change, the greater the magic power required and the greater the magic power consumption.

When it comes to attack magic, it means power and affected area.

When it comes to healing magic, it's the choice of the object to be traced back to, and the degree of change in the state of the object to be traced back to.

Judging from this, attack magic is simpler than 'healing' magic because it essentially consumes the magic power in one's body and 'covers' one's own magic power on top of the external magic power, so there is the kind of gameplay that Rudy uses great force to create miracles.

However, the 'healing' magic requires going back to the state of the object of the magic. This requires the caster to release the magic power in his body, connect his magic power with the magic power of the object of the magic, and leverage the magic power of the object of the magic.

Therefore, the more difficult it is to sort out the magic power of the target, and the more obvious the state changes, the more difficult it will be to pry it open.

Take healing as an example. Flowers and plants are part of nature's magic. They grow day and night, are permeated by nature's magic, and are in sync with nature's magic, so it is relatively easy to connect with them.

But the human body is more difficult. The magic aptitude, which is manifested as the degree of magic affinity, means that the frequency of magic in each person's body is different. If the opponent's wound is serious, or even broken, it will be more difficult to heal the wound.

This means that the magic at the wound location is of different frequencies - there is magic from nature and magic from the body being treated. The more damaged the body is, the more difficult it is to sort out. This also explains why Orsted had his arm cut off by Alice during the battle with Rudy. He chose to reattach the broken arm to the wound instead of growing a new arm out of thin air.

Because this is less difficult and saves more mana.

In line with the dragon design.

The magic in man-made objects such as boots and clothes has already been processed many times, with the structure destroyed and reassembled before being returned to the 'air'. They have no magic at all, so naturally they cannot use their own magic to pry the other party's magic and change the other party's state.

What about the ground?

It's too 'heavy' and difficult to pry open because the magic density of the ground is too high.

——Refer to the Great Transfer: The Great Transfer is essentially a "performance" of summoning magic used by the Son of God in the future to summon the Seven Stars. The disappearance of Fitoya Territory is because the magic power required for summoning magic is too great, and the Son of God herself does not have enough magic power, but the Son of God's ability that is close to the "rule" allows her to forcibly perform it.

As a result, the magic that has been performed can only be completed by absorbing the magic power of nature. Why not absorb humans as magic power? Other people have less magic power? Then why not suck Rudy, who carries a lot of magic power, dry him up?

It's very simple, because the magic power in the human body is far less than the magic power contained in the world's matter. It's more efficient to suck the ground than to suck you.

So, for the selection mechanism of magic, the human body plus the clothes on it are almost equivalent to impurities.

Therefore, when the Great Transfer Magic absorbs the magic power of nature to replenish itself, it simply "throws away" all these impurities.

If that's how healing magic works.

Then the principle of barrier magic becomes clear: retrospective state - through the magic circle, a remote connection with one's own magic power is established, and the magic power at the location where the magic circle is set is continuously traced back to a fixed time point. The magic power at the location of the magic circle no longer changes with time, and it naturally stagnates to form a stagnant, no longer flowing magic film.

Form a 'barrier'.

Judging from this, the matter becomes clear:

The status of retrospective magic is high enough, but it is very difficult to perform. It is difficult for humans to reveal the full picture of the iceberg hidden under the water.

Now, what has been released by humans can only be a castrated version that has been improved and realized by the Miris sect.

——Healing Magic System:
Healing skills, detoxification skills, divine skills, and barrier skills.

In essence, it is nothing more than different superficial applications of retrospective magic.

This is very consistent with the deconstructionist inference process of free consciousness. Why did it have a huge impact on Allen? What does the healing magic originated from the Miris sect have to do with this kid?
It really does.

He has a complete system of healing magic patterns in his stomach.

Q: Is it possible that an extremely powerful person, with extremely powerful magic application ability, can perfectly control the magic of retrospection, and, like a miracle, use a magic circle to retrospect a person to the state of infancy in the past? And then use divine power to kick the soul with memory into the past through the crack of time and space?

Answer: "The secret art of reincarnation."

Q: Huh? Isn't Boss Long's secret technique of reincarnation a time magic?

Q: Time magic is to wear a body. Judging from the state of old Rudy, if the magic fails, the probability of wearing a body is very high, which is very unstable. However, it is easier for the soul to travel through time and space. Therefore, Laplace, the first generation of dragon gods, and other gods who have the divine jade, do not use time magic to return to the past, but use the soul travel + backtracking magic to build a body to complete the secret art of reincarnation.

Q: Retrospectively construct the body? No, how do you survive as a baby? Use divine power to give birth to a child? Can mortals withstand the power of gods?
Answer: It depends on the aptitude of the mortal fetus. If it can endure more, then the characteristics of God, or genes, will be more obvious.

Q: Um, is it possible to reverse the magic of backtracking? To use divine power to replace the time point of the past state with the future?

Answer: Yes, the "secret art of rebirth" that allows you to travel to the future.

Q: How about combining reverse backtracking magic with forward backtracking magic to create a completely new magic trick?
Answer: "茈"

Forehead.
Wrong set.

The answer is - it's hanging on Orsted's body.

The secret art of reincarnation.

The underlying logic of these miracle-like magic tricks is similar in nature, and they are all different types of applications of magic to pry open rules.

This healing magic system seems to have copied the dragon clan's secret art of reincarnation to create magic that can be used by humans.

So, here comes the problem.

There is a Dragon Saint Fighting Spirit embryonic core in someone's body that is clearly the work of the Dragon Clan, and it is engraved with magic patterns that have disappeared and need to be re-engraved with a healing magic system.

After all, it is a 'creation' with a cheat code provided by the system!
Or is it some kind of magic that has completed its mission?
Residue? ?

The appearance of this thing in Alice's brother's body, does it mean that Alan's soul can and can only be "reincarnated" into this body?
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Alan really can't see clearly!
But his intuition told him that this must involve the person behind the scenes and the truth about his birth into this world.

So does this kind of thing need to be completely thought out and then told to people and gods through oneself?

He couldn't see clearly either.

But his intuition told him that thinking too clearly might not be a bad thing, but not thinking too clearly and letting God notice this information was definitely not a bad thing.

At this moment, his brain was shaking like a lump of paste in his skull, and his thoughts were drifting like a boat in a storm.

My head is about to split open.

He had been restraining himself from thinking through these potential possibilities.

But even the occasional thoughts that strayed from his mind, the information brought by these fragments of thought, always made him think in this direction involuntarily.

Who wouldn’t be curious about where they come from and where they go after death?
Alan took a deep breath, looked at Sylphy in his arms, reached out and pinched his temples, forcing himself to look at her and divert his attention.

Just at this moment, there was a creaking sound.

The door rang.

Alan was sweating profusely and looked at the cabin door in surprise.

The black 'battle suit' with high side slits that had been violently modified by himself last night caught his eye.

Under the soft black pajamas, Izuruti, who was breathtakingly whiter than the moonlight, glanced at Sylphy who was already asleep on Alan's lap.

He closed the door silently and fastened the bolt.

Leaning against the door behind him, his black hair, smelling damp, hung lazily on his shoulders in curls. He stretched out his hand and lazily grabbed his hair.

Smiling eyes tilted his head and looked at Alan.

The posture should have been very ambiguous and charming, but it gave Alan the absurd illusion that Isaruti was a general who had won a great victory and was waiting to come back for rewards.

The general's eyes said so.

"Brother? Can I come over?"

Alan saw it clearly this time.

Thanks to this, his thoughts were suddenly brought back to reality by the scene in front of him, allowing him to keep his feet on the ground.

His face showed horror and his heart was screaming.

No! ? What happened to you guys tonight? Are you guys just following up on last night's raid? ?

Ah? ? ?
Izuluti looked at his expression with a very ambiguous smile, and walked towards Alan's position with her long legs stepping silently on the floor.

He quickly walked to Alan's bed, whose expression was a little stiff.

He leaned forward and pressed his left knee against the edge of the bed, next to Alan's legs.

He turned over and knelt, with his right knee pressed on the bed. He supported Alan's sides with both hands, and in a kneeling posture, his upper body leaned forward in an extremely dangerous arc, and leaned his face towards Alan's face.

Getting closer, getting closer.

Alan looked at Sylphy who was sleeping on his knees, opened his mouth in surprise, and subconsciously leaned his upper body back.

Isa Luti tilted her head and looked at him with interest, then came closer and kept pestering him.

One leans back, the other leans forward.

Finally, Alan had no way to retreat and lay on the bed.

Wet strands of hair hung down on the sides of Alan's face, and some strands even stuck to his face.

The next moment, Isaruti's tall nose touched Alan's nose.

The two looked at each other.

The distance is very close.

Alan saw obvious teasing smile and questioning in Izuluti's eyes.

Only then did he realize that Izolo had most likely been waiting at the door before kissing Sylphy, and since she could also use the sense flow, she probably knew what he had just done with Sylphy.

At this moment, Izuruti leaned forward and pressed her face towards Allen's. Then, she turned her face.

He put his mouth close to Alan's ear, and his breath hit Alan's cheek, feeling a little itchy.

Deliberately suppress the sound.

"Brother, were you happy with Sylphy just now?"

"."

"Keep your voice down, Sylphy will wake up."

"??"

Izoloti's lip beads were even touching Allen's ears, and the latter could even clearly hear the sound of the former's tongue and teeth colliding.

The position that can be seen on the side of the eye.

The valleys are deep and the peaks are high.

have to.

Don't worry about having wild thoughts.

This is really a timely help.

Alan couldn't count how many times he felt numb and erect tonight, and how many times he would be scolded as a bastard for hanging on to the sweet potato.

Then I heard Isa Luti smile foolishly, with a mischievous look of success.

She reached out and gently stroked Sylphy's hair and said.

"Brother, I didn't want to disturb you today. However, tomorrow morning, you and I will arrive in the capital. If we don't continue our unfinished conversation, we may not have another chance."

Alan lowered his eyes and watched Izoloti touching Sylphy's head, then looked at the way Izoloti and him were almost sticking together.

For some reason, there was a magical feeling that Sylphy had become the victim.

However, he knew immediately which conversation Isaruti was going to continue.

Sure enough, before he could say anything, Izuruti stared into his eyes.

There seemed to be starlight flowing in the black eyes.

The whispers are still intimate, the breath is still charming.

The words are still very tempting.

"It doesn't look like Senior Brother wants to join 'Dawn' because he wants revenge on James."

"But Senior Brother rejected Her Highness Ariel's invitation."

"What on earth are you thinking about, brother?"

".Would you like to treat me as your senior brother's knife, and let me kill James."

Alan looked up at Izuruti.

"The capital is fine this time. My goal is not in these two areas. Some things are hard to explain, but don't worry. Things will be settled in the capital. If you really killed James, how can you gain a foothold in the capital? You still want to be the water god?"

Before she could finish her words, Izuruti raised the hand that was stroking Sylphy's hair, gently grasped Alan's hand, guided his arm, and placed it on her waist in front of Alan's constricted pupils.

The other hand reached out and pressed against Alan's chest, as if feeling his heartbeat.

It was as if he was swearing to Boreas's "iron heart".

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter to me. Because no matter what you want to do, I support you."

She pressed her forehead against Alan's.

The eyelashes seemed to sweep against Alan's eyelashes with soft lashes.

"If you want revenge and want to kill James, then go ahead and kill him. In Motalit, you said you have no interest in power. Then the matter is easy to deal with."

"Brother, you don't even need to enter the capital. I will go to the capital on my own and kill James. The members of 'Dawn' all come from the Mizugami-ryu Dojo and are all taught by my grandmother. They should let me go for the sake of common sense."

"I will leave the capital immediately and go find you."

"Let's go find Miss Luo Qixi and live together. In the future, my senior brother will teach me the Water God Style. When I have fully mastered the three mysteries of the Water God Style, I will return to the capital and inherit the position of the Water God."

"Since you are not interested in power, you can become my husband as a commoner. By then, the battle for the crown prince will be over, and no one will be able to put me in jail. At that time, I, Miss Luo Qixi, and Miss Sylphy will hold a wedding with you. It will be just the four of us."

"how?"

Alan looked at Isaruti in surprise.

The latter's eyes were extremely serious.

After a while, Alan smiled.

"Are you worried about Ariel?"

Isaruti paused, her eyes subconsciously turned away, but then immediately turned her gaze back and looked straight at Alan.

His eyes were blazing.

"Yes."

"Her Highness Ariel covets you, Senior Brother."

"I don't like Ariel, if you really become the consort of the emperor, it will be unacceptable to me, Miss Sylphy, and Miss Roqishi who is far away."

Alan looked at Isaruti, put his hand on her head and touched her head.

Just like we did as kids.

The latter was stunned for a moment, but immediately lost his arrogance, and the tense muscles on his waist relaxed under Alan's hand.

As if she realized that her tone was too harsh because of Ariel's 'attack' at night, she was silent for a moment and sighed slightly.

"Brother, this is useless. I am serious, please consider my proposal seriously."

"Don't be uneasy. You know very well that with my personality, I will not choose a princess who has other thoughts. Right?"

Isaruti was stunned.

In the sight, Alan narrowed his eyes and spoke cautiously and apologetically.

"I'm back."

"Don't be uneasy."

"Believe me."

"I'm yours."

The moonlight slanted down from the bed and shone into Alan's eyes.

So bright.

In the flow of feeling, Isa Luti found that her heartbeat was missing a beat.

She avoided Alan's eyes and put her arms around his neck.

murmured.

"."

".I am yours too."

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The night is like water, and the moonlight is swaying.

Brown, black and white hair mixed together.

The cruise ship breaks through the waves, cutting through the blue river surface.

The sky is blue.

And in the distance, to the west where the bow was pointing.

The towering buildings have no boundaries, extending into the distance without limit.

Ars, the city with the oldest human history.

Arrived.

　The paid word count for this article is 4200, but the actual word count is 4800. The words are given away for free in the question and answer settings.

　　The content of this chapter was supposed to be completed in three stages for Allen to deduce - once now, once in the royal capital, and one final time when Chishilica told Allen, but it was too late and too fragmented.

　　Fortunately, all of it is given out, the main body of the information is given at one time, and then you can just mention it casually when it is necessary later.

　　Die Ge Jia: There are bound to be some unreasonable parts in fan fiction, so don’t be too serious about it.

　　In addition, as for the romance, I have already rewritten it so far and I probably won’t write any more in this volume.

　　Royal capital, main plot.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)