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

Chapter 286: Allen's Great Transfer Response: First Step - Become Famous, [Persuade] Leda, Chenxi's Promotion

Lieda frowned and looked at Alan for a while. Then her hoarse and deep voice, which was quite personal, began to speak slowly.

".Famous? You are a nobody in the Free Zone?"

"No."

"Then the current fame is not enough?"

"not enough."

Leda narrowed her eyes and looked at Alan.

"After leaving the capital for more than two years, you are no longer the same as before."

"Oh?"

"Before, I was always focused on swordsmanship, but now I care about so many more things."

She raised her teacup.

“It’s also mixed.”

These words were obviously not praise and did not change Alan's expression. He just smiled at Leta.

The latter took a sip of tea, but did not put the cup down. He held the cup in his hand and slowly turned it.

With drooping eyelids, he stared at the exquisite patterns on the wall of the cup.

"The Sword King of the Sword God School has progressed so quickly from a lower level to the current King level. In addition to his outstanding talent, I believe his burning desire must also be strong enough."

"Desire. Fame?"

“It’s not just the reputation.”

She stopped what she was doing.

"Boreas?"

Alan was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "I guess so."

The steaming white mist rose from the mouth of the teacup and overflowed over the edge of the cup.

Expose to a new world that is completely different from what is in the teacup.

Climbing between the two faces. Climbing
Eventually it lost its heat and dissipated into the air everywhere.

Leda shifted her gaze from the mist to Alan, sat up straight, and looked at him very seriously.

"Don't worry about Boreas, or the vision of your ancestors, or the honor of your family. Allen, since you have returned to the Mizugami-ryu Dojo, the Dojo will provide you with a shelter from the wind and rain."

"Just focus on the sword in your hand, just like before."

"Don't think about or worry about anything else."

"Xino, Lilfa, and the old 'Old Road'."

"It's nothing."

Alan also sat up straight and just looked at Leda quietly.

no response.

Silent stare.

one second.

two seconds.

ten seconds.

"Eh"

Leda sighed and put the teacup on the coffee table with a thump.

"I am still as aggressive as ever. I will do what I want to do and never give in."

"That's all, it's up to you."

"However, if you get tired of these worldly affairs in the future, remember that the door of the Mizugami Ryuso Dojo is always open to you."

Alan leaned over and returned a standard disciple salute.

Then both of them relaxed, and Alan picked up the teapot to refill Leta's tea.

The latter thought for a moment and continued speaking.

"Boreas, at this critical moment, you need a reputation. It should be related to the battle for the crown prince. Your current reputation in the Mizugami Ryuso Dojo is indeed not enough. It is all useless compared to the popularity held by the second princess."

Alan almost laughed. As expected, Ariel was not favored at all in the eyes of the bigwigs in the royal capital.

Lieda brushed off her sleeves. "You just came here when you settled down?"

“We were supposed to be here.”

The wrinkles at the corners of Leda's eyes were smiling, but her expression showed some helplessness towards Alan's rhetoric.

shook his head.

"Given the current situation in the capital, there aren't many options for you to choose from. There are only two."

"Join the service of a crown prince and participate in the battle for the crown prince. Or take advantage of the Water God School and enter the Dawn."

"The former is the most suitable for the First Prince, but isn't your nominal father not on good terms with him? You probably don't want to be outshined by him, and for Boreas, this choice is like putting all your bets in one basket."

"Since you came to the Mizugami-ryu Dojo the first time and sit here to talk to me, it proves that you have chosen the path of 'Dawn'."

"Although old man Xino always has a stern face, he actually has no ill feelings towards you. This is indeed the most suitable way for you. Compared with directly participating in the battle for the crown prince, it is also less uncontrollable."

"Five years, with your ability, is enough for you to stand out in Dawn and become famous. And by that time you will be in your prime, and everything will be the most stable."

Alan was helpless and laughed secretly in his heart. He had just said that the target this time was not Darius. However, Leda still seized on the word "this time" and directed the conversation to Chenxi.

This was also the path that Leda had arranged for Allen at the beginning.

The dawn is a good place to gain power, but it is also a shackle.

If I really go there, the conflict of interest with Darius will naturally be resolved, and for the sake of Chenxi's iron rice bowl, I will not do anything to Darius.

It was the first time I saw Leta talking for such a long time.

It is just to pave the way for such a simple result.

Darius is a very lucky guy.

The thought flashed through his mind and Alan spoke immediately.

"Not fast enough, I don't have much time."

"Hmm?" Leda was stunned for a moment, raised her eyebrows and looked at Alan, but she thought of Izuluti, and there was a hint of obvious ridicule in her eyes.

But I misunderstood.

"Yes, five years is too long. I will guarantee you and support you. Three years will be enough."

Alan put the teapot down and looked straight at Leta.

"Not fast enough."

".How fast do you want it?"

"Ten days."

The attic was silent for a moment.

Leda looked at Alan's face with the eyes of a Sword God Swordsman.

The latter didn't care.

"Time waits for no one, so I have to seize every moment."

Alan's eyes were very serious and sincere. Leda quickly confirmed that this good disciple in front of her was not a person with brain palsy due to practicing the Sword God Flow. Surprise slowly appeared in her eyes.

Then, he suddenly realized something and spoke a little faster.

"Have you mastered the flow of feeling?"

"Yes."

"Nianliu?"

"Same."

Leda narrowed her eyes and looked at Alan's expression. After a moment, the wrinkles on her face gradually smoothed out and she smiled with some relief.

Although Allen chose a path that was closer to himself.

But he is much more mature than I thought.

Also more ambitious.

“Heh, I thought you were only concentrating on the Sword God Style in the past two years and barely touched the threshold of the Water King. Now it seems that you haven’t forgotten the basics.”

"Amazing swordsmanship, terrifying talent."

"Since you have completely mastered the flow of sensation and the flow of thought, you naturally possess the strength of the Water King and are qualified to enter the Dawn."

"Ten days of fame, from fiction to reality, that's how it is."

"That's a good idea, but you overestimate my influence on Dawn."

"You can't become famous through Dawn. Dawn's selection is done under the surface. Not many people can see the process, so there's no way you can become famous."

Alan laughed.

"I understand. When I was six years old, you left Brother Qi'er alone to 'talk' at the commendation meeting for his promotion to the Water King level. The next day, I didn't see him in the dojo, and he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth." "Until one chance, I accidentally saw him on the road. At that time, he was already wearing silver armor, dealing with an incident in which a Northern God King from another country broke into the palace and stole."

He looked at Lieda. "From this, it can be judged that on the night of the commendation meeting, Senior Brother Qi'er was promoted to the Dawn in this Water God School Dojo, witnessed by very few people. I guess that after the commendation meeting, when all the apprentices were dispersed, he was able to complete the promotion selection of the Dawn?"

Leda nodded.

"There is no one here, no nobles are participating. This is the King's Dawn, so there is no need for nobles to participate, and there is no chance for fame."

"Change your approach, Alan. I don't know why you are so anxious. But, joining Dawn and following the routine may not be a bad thing."

Allen smiled.

"No need to change."

“If there are no nobles involved, let the nobles participate.”

"If there are no witnesses, let someone witness it."

“Not enough influence”

"Then make it enough."

Lieda frowned and looked at Alan for a while, "You want to complete the selection of Dawn surrounded by everyone at the commendation banquet?"

Allen nodded.

Leta shook her head.

He seemed a little helpless towards Alan, but his words were quite patient.

"The commendation banquet was only held in the Shuishenliu Dojo. It is useless for you to repeatedly gain fame among the apprentices. It is not much different from what you have now. This is one thing."

"Lilfa will not complete the promotion selection before the commendation banquet is over. This is the selection of 'Dawn', not a performance of watching monsters in the Colosseum. This is the second reason."

Alan also showed a level of patience beyond that shown to others, and explained things very carefully, fearing that Leda would think he was being reckless and intervene to change his plans.

He just stretched out his index finger, dipped it in the tea, and tapped it on the table.

"First, you can invite nobles and officials to the party like I did for my seventh birthday. And if you want to do it, you have to do it thoroughly, with a bigger and more influential show than last time. I understand that given your position, and considering the positions of all parties in King Dawn, it is not appropriate for you to come in person and do this in a high-profile manner."

"But it doesn't matter. I have my pieces ready."

With a flick of his index finger, the name came out - the Second Princess.

Under Leda's surprised gaze, he pointed his thumb backwards toward the door.

"Your Highness Ariel is just outside the door. I had originally chosen the second prince, but I happened to run into Her Highness the Second Princess on the way. In Flowing Falls City, she was assassinated by the First Prince, and James also tried to assassinate me, so we had some intersections."

"I took the opportunity to make some plans and tried to get along with her all the way. Now she is exactly in the stage where she wants me the most. She lacks something, and I happen to have it. I believe she will be very willing to 'help' me to be the 'mouthpiece' to expand the influence of this banquet."

Alan paused for a moment, and saw that Leta was staring at the words he wrote on the coffee table in silence, and did not refute.

Because there is still room for maneuver on the first point.

But the second point cannot be mediated at present.

She was waiting for Alan to say this second point.

"Second."

Alan moved his index finger and wrote four words on the coffee table.

The pen falls!

Leda suddenly raised her head and stared at Alan. Her relaxed attitude from just now till now disappeared, and there was a terrible oppressive force on her old face.

In front of them.

The water on the coffee table is burning hot.

——'The Holy Land of Swords'.

So eye-catching.

Alan looked back into Leta's eyes, as if he wanted to see the long-standing ambition lurking in his master's heart. If there were two things that could influence this water god who was the apostle of the human god in the original work.

The first thing is definitely Darius’ safety. If it weren’t for Darius, Leda would have died long ago.

This is repaying a favor.

So Alan avoided the possibility of this conflict and prevented his plan from being ruined by the human god.

The second thing is the duty of the Water God’s successive rulers—to return to the Holy Land of Swords.

This is glory.

Allen started with the second point.

There was a hint of laughter in his voice.

【persuade】

"The Holy Land of Swords has been taken away from the Water God for too long."

"This shouldn't be the case."

“That doesn’t make sense.”

"The shame of a hundred years ago is still fresh in our minds. The fact that we are trapped in Asura like a cage brings shame to the Water God School."

"This is the generation that should avenge the past."

"I think. The Holy Land of Swords"

"It's time to return to the hands of our Water God Ryu."

"I'm sure that Master Xinuo is also happy to see this. After all, this is the fundamental reason why he has a good relationship with you, and this is also his obsession that he wants to do but cannot do, isn't it?"

"In this case, on the day of the commendation banquet, because the banquet was delayed, Uncle Xinuo came at the previous time."

"He will rush into the commendation banquet headfirst, and at your invitation, in the presence of all the nobles present, he will issue me a ticket to Dawn in advance. It makes sense, doesn't it?"

"As for me, this Dawn Promotion Selection will spread my name to the entire upper echelons of the capital, letting everyone know my name."

"It's just a trivial incidental matter."

Alan smiled brightly.

"Is not it?"

Leda looked at Alan deeply.

It was a long, long stare.

It was as if he could see through how Alan could change from a young boy who only knew how to wield a sword in just two years.

Now they have become politicians who plan ten steps ahead before taking one step.

But in the end nothing was gained.

Because this 'politician' never stops improving his swordsmanship.

And what we are doing now, in the final analysis, is the premise and foundation of all our actions.

That still comes down to two words.

strength.

Her eyelids drooped as she looked at the words "Sword Holy Land" on the table.

I couldn't help myself, I didn't know when.

Her hand was already hovering over these four words.

It was a false grasping gesture.

This was the 'future' she had wanted to grasp for a long time.

After a while.

Then Leta spoke.

"More weight will be given to the overall strength of the disciples. If the disciples succeed in the duel, the Holy Land of Sword will be in our hands again. Are you sure you are saying what I want to hear?"

"Yes, I am sure of it."

"Do you know the rules of the competition?"

Alan pointed to the bookshelf behind Lida.

"I know. The Water God School's classics record in detail the battles that took place a hundred years ago: one person below Saint level, one person at Saint level, and one person at King level. Each side sends out three people, and if one side wins all three battles, it proves that the overall strength of the disciples on this side is higher than that of the other side."

Lieda narrowed her eyes. "At present, Izoluti is one of the Saint-level ones. I have confidence in her. You are one of the King-level ones. What about those below the Saint-level? The 'Small Dojo'? Alz? Falk? Curry? Or Falz? Do you have confidence in them?"

"I have seen the level of the disciples of the Holy Land of Sword, and they are not even as good as them."

Alan narrowed his eyes and smiled softly.

It actually looks a bit like Izuruti's expression.

"I have someone better."

　Finally some foreshadowings were resolved, Ariel's and Alice's.

　　Oh, there’s no need to go to the Holy Land of Sword to fight.

　　Allen didn't know the time of the big transfer, his plan was a whole coherent whole, it was just interrupted.

　　If anyone wants to watch this challenge after the transfer, it will be brought back when the time is right.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)