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

Chapter 287: Rumors are spreading everywhere, and Alice challenges her to a fight by accident!

"A better candidate?"

Alan smiled and nodded, looking at Leda, who was silent for a moment, as if thinking, but in the end got nothing.

"Who?"

Alan replied.

"My sister, Alice Boreas Greyrat."

Leta frowned.

"Alice Boreas Greyrat was sent by Boreas to study at the Noble Academy in the capital, but was expelled soon after for causing trouble. I also made some inquiries after learning that you returned to Fitoya Territory. Your sister was also expelled from the Noble School after returning to the local area, and later studied the Sword God Style with Gilenu."

"Alan, do you think this is appropriate?"

"What's wrong?"

"Intermediate swordsman?"

"Since I went to Boreas, I am naturally an advanced swordsman."

"She is a sword god."

"I am also a Sword God."

"You are not a sword god."

"But she can be the Water God Style."

Leda looked at Allen in silence, and Allen looked back at her with a smile.

After a brief pause, he continued to add.

"Gar Farion, the Sword God who is the sixth of the seven great powers in the Holy Land of Sword, does not recognize any teachings. In his eyes, the disciples of Gilenu are no different from stray dogs on the roadside. Alice can naturally become a disciple of our Water God School."

【Persuasion】End.

The two looked at each other for a long time without saying a word.

After a long silence, Leda's expression obviously relaxed, and she asked the last two questions.

"Silent sword?"

Alan raised his hand and used his palm as a knife.

“I’ve mastered it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew up, and his clothes fluttered!
It was just a momentary noise.

The wind died down.

Because the palm knife was already hanging steadily an inch above the table.

The sleeves that were pulled up by inertia fell to the wrists, and the hair that was blown up in front of the forehead slowly fell in front of the eyebrows.

Alan put away his palm knife.

"I taught her personally. She has 80% of the divine power. She is very talented in the Sword God Style."

The air beside Leda was never disturbed by the palm wind from Alan's "knife" from beginning to end, and the wind was extinguished around her by the flow of mystery.

"The top swordsmen in the Sword Holy Land all know this move, but it will be inconvenient for us as the Water God Style to use it. If we rely on the Silent Sword and use the Sword God Style to defeat the Sword God Style, then the ownership of the Sword Holy Land should also belong to the Sword God Style. This is totally unconvincing."

After saying this, Alan's expression became more relaxed. He stood up on his knees and turned sideways in an inviting gesture.

"But that is exactly the case, in this corner of the Holy Land of Swords."

"My sister, Alice Boreas Greyrat."

"I have no rivals."

"Since you are worried, I have brought her here. You may as well go with me to see her."

Upon hearing this, Leta nodded and stood up with her hands on her knees.

"it is good."

Alan stepped forward and opened the door, waiting for Leta to go out first before following her.

But as soon as he stepped out of the door, he was stunned.

Outside the door, the sight passed through the shadows of needles and leaves, and there was no one where Alice and the others had been standing just now.

The door of the low-level gym was opened, and Fowles was sticking his head out and looking furtively at the high-level gym opposite. Then, when Alan cast his eyes over, out of some kind of natural alertness of students to the gaze of their teachers, and also catching the sound of Alan opening the door, he quickly turned his head and found that it was Alan and Leta who came out of the face-to-face gym. He was startled and immediately shrank back.

At the same time, from the 'small dojo' on the right, there was a sound of wooden swords colliding violently.

"boom!"

Alan could even hear the faint sound of wood tearing.

His face stiffened.

You can even imagine what happened after he entered the face-to-face teaching hall just now.

Oh no, Alice, this hot-headed guy, really came to challenge us.

Sylphy and Rudy can't stop her, so can Izolotti?

Thinking of this, Allen's eyes twitched wildly, and the doting scene of Isa Luti "fawning" on her sister-in-law at the entrance of the dojo just now pierced his mind.

She only indulges Alice, and she loves her family because of her love for her.

Alan's face looked even uglier. He had just sworn to Leta that she was absolutely reliable, but before he could even finish his words, this unreliable scene was slapped in his face.

“This is a meaning.”

"I'm telling you a joke."

Lieda just glanced at the big and small gyms and then walked down the stairs.

"During the past two years since you were away, and Izoloti was very polite, the 'big' dojo lost some of its control. After Izoloti left the capital to look for you, Dantolis himself was not strong enough and had little prestige."

Alan blinked and stared at Leda's back.

The latter walked down the stairs and saw that Alan had not come down yet, so he glanced sideways at the figure standing at the top of the stairs.

"Don't blame yourself. I'm not blaming you. Leaving the king was your choice. It doesn't matter if you didn't tell me. I'm not so narrow-minded. Otherwise, I wouldn't have granted you the title of Water Saint and let you pass on the message."

Alan cleared his throat, walked down the stairs, and followed Leda silently.

Somewhat embarrassed.

Honestly speaking, Alan was very lucky to have Leta as his master. She sat at the top of the water god school in the dye vat of the royal capital, holding the privileges given to her by the royal power. If it were someone else, she would have abused them as she pleased long ago.

But she didn't.

When she is not swinging her sword, she is full of humanity. Although her words always have the tone of an old-fashioned aristocrat, with a sense of indifference and alienation, in her heart, black is black, white is white, and truth is truth, and she will never put on airs like a teacher.

In terms of strength, he was not like Allen who took shortcuts and used Twenty Slashes and the limited reserves of Dragon Saint Fighting Qi to perform a simplified version of the Deprivation Sword Realm with a time limit.

She holds the complete version of the Deprivation Sword Realm in her hands. Alan even suspects that Leda has already been able to use the Deprivation Sword Realm, a weapon that is almost invincible among the superpowers, without the help of the golden sword.

Even so, he did not hold a sharp weapon and kill people.

In some ways, she is the swordsmanship guide for the lower-ranked strong men who best suits Alan's personality.

Oh? You mean Kita-2? No, Kita-2 is pretty good, but the problem is that Alan really doesn't want to be a ninja who can do anything.

As for Gal.

He has charisma.

But he's really mean.

If Alan had started the game in the Holy Land of Sword with a low status and low strength, he would probably have to pick up a knife and fight this bitch to the death within two days.

Not like Leda.

I am now immersed in my plan and have completely forgotten about leaving without saying goodbye. But the master has already found a way out for his apprentice.

The sound of footsteps rose between the green bricks and stones, and two figures, one large and one small, shuttled through the cypress trees.

The crows were looking at the master and disciple from the shade of the tree.

"Thank you for your help, Master, in returning to the capital this time."

Alan cleared his throat and spoke.

"Ok?"

"I just came back and heard from Dantolis that you had spread the news in advance, which saved me a lot of effort."

Snap, the footsteps paused, and Leta seemed to be touched, then continued walking.

She was silent for a moment and nodded.

"The dead are coming back. This is too shocking, so I found a suitable and not too absurd reason."

Alan was still immersed in his emotion and replied casually.

"What reason?"

"Escape from marriage."

"Well, escape."

".What are you doing.???"

Alan looked up in surprise and looked at Leda, who put her empty fist to her mouth and coughed lightly.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Go faster.

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"gone."

Five minutes ago, at the entrance of the low-level dojo.

Everyone watched Lilfa and Shino leave respectfully. Sylphy patted her chest, looked at Izuruti's chin, and said nervously.

"Finally they left. These two people were so oppressive, just like Alan. Fortunately, they didn't clash."

The latter was looking at the direction where the two water emperors disappeared at the gate.

"Uncle Lilfa, leader of the Dawn Knights, Water God Emperor. Uncle Xino, the King's Guardian Knight, Water God Emperor. They are both my grandmother's junior brothers. It seems that they had some quarrels with Brother Allen just now, but fortunately they are fine."

Rudy was surprised.

"Then it should be the uncle, why does he look so tense?"

Isaruti shook her head.

"Strictly speaking, they are no longer members of the Suishin-ryu Dojo."

"That's it"

Dantolis also turned his eyes away from the gate of the Water God School, but he did not look at his sister. Instead, while everyone was looking at the gate of the dojo, he looked Sylphy up and down.

He turned his head and looked outside the building where he was teaching. There was no one outside the door. His tone was calm and polite.

"Alan is acting cautiously, don't worry. While Alan is going to see Grandmother, please move to the high-level dojo and let me show my hospitality."

Alice immediately turned around and rushed to the small training ground. She had no interest in the intrigues in the royal capital.

The kid just wants to fight.

Isa Luti hurriedly caught up with her sister-in-law and walked beside her.

Sylphy and Rudy followed closely behind.

Ariel and Dilic greeted and thanked Dentolis, and the other three followed at the end.

Soon, they walked to the entrance of the small dojo, following the sound of birds singing.

The door is ajar.

When Izuluti saw Alice take a step forward, she hurriedly walked in front of her.

Along the way, she had figured out the little lion's personality traits. If ignored, the child would probably kick the door open, then cross his arms and shout in front of dozens of people inside.

"Let me challenge you, who will go first?"

It will be fun then.

Of course, others were there to watch for fun, but she, who was the young chief of the Suishin-ryu Dojo last winter, was the one being watched for fun.

This is not okay.

While thinking, she put her hand on the door handle and was about to open the door, but then she was stunned.

The voices from inside could be clearly heard through the crack in the door.

The gentle smile on Izuruti's face froze noticeably.

In just a moment, the smile disappeared.

She slowly turned her head and glanced at the people behind her.

Alice raised her eyebrows and looked at her. Sylphy and Rudy stopped and listened to the words inside the door. The expressions on their faces were very interesting, and the level of excitement and embarrassment was even no less than the time when they left Roya and returned to Buena Village and heard Paul's three-person world when they returned to Greylat's house.

However, it was Rudy who was the highlight this time.

It was Sylphy who was embarrassed.

The white-haired girl swallowed, looked at Isaruti's expressionless face, and muttered with her head down.

"What are they talking about? It's so messed up. It's too early to have a baby."

Izuruti did not answer Sylphy.

She just turned around and opened the door silently.

The sunlight outside the door cast a shadow on the wooden floor and shone into the door.

A location within sight.

Two men who looked to be about the same age as Isaruti.

One has a slicked back hair, the other has long aristocratic hair that reaches the ears.

They were pulling each other by the sleeves.

The sound of words, neither too loud nor too soft, combined with the actions, was very obvious.

These two are acting.

It has the unrestrained lifestyle of the Asura nobles.

Now, we are getting to the exciting part.

"You let go!"

"I won't let go! Alan Boreas Greyrat! Stay! I can't live without you! I'm already pregnant with you! Stay in Fitoya Territory! We can't live without you, mother and son!"

"Pregnant?"

The man with slicked back hair frowned, and his expression was similar to the "arrogant" charm that Alan had when he first arrived in Buena Village.

He slapped the man with disheveled hair in front of him.

"You're lying. I know my fighting spirit. When have I ever been able to resist and hit the bull's eye? Isn't it always the case that you have to use your mouth to take it out?"

"Woo woo woo" the long-haired man whimpered twice, but his face suddenly changed, and he began to pull the guy with his slicked-back hair in front of him with a look of panic, and he couldn't even hold back the tone of pretending to be a female voice.

“Wait! Wait!!”

Behind him, a group of colleagues from the dojo who were staring with wide eyes and enjoying the drama of "The Beauty of the Dojo - She and He and She" also had the same reaction as him. They all opened their mouths wide and turned their heads hurriedly, some wiped their wooden swords, some touched their faces, and some coughed.

There were also a few people clapping their hands in an attempt to remind the guy with the back hair.

Unexpectedly, Brother Beitou became even more excited after seeing this scene, while the literary youth watching the play in the theater suddenly fell ill.

A shake of the head.

"I can't wait!"

He suddenly grabbed his colleague who had an 'I'm going to die' expression on his face and looked at him lovingly.

"Listen, there is a girl who grew up with me. Her grandmother is my master, and my master is her grandmother. We are brothers and sisters. Everyone thinks that I will marry her, and she thinks so too. We secretly decided to spend our lives together and got engaged."

He pushed his colleague to the ground, turned around, sat on the ground with his eyes closed, and rested his index and middle fingers on the bridge of his nose.

Bubble sound.

"I am very happy to be with you, but that's it. I came to this country after faking my death to escape my marriage. My master, Her Majesty the Water God, gave me two years to take a good look at the 'outside' before getting married. The 'outside' world is indeed very exciting. You and your sister Arman are indeed very interesting. Uh...very charming."

His colleagues rushed over, looked at Izuruti standing outside the door in panic, and reached out to cover his mouth, with a look of "Stop talking now, damn!" on their faces.

After all, the guy with the slicked-back hair was the chief of the small dojo who had just been promoted last winter after Isa Luti was promoted to the Water Saint. Without opening her eyes, she grabbed his hand, placed it under her crotch, and stroked his hair with her eyes closed.

"But, last night, I suddenly realized something. It turns out that Master wanted me to leave the dojo. She would never let me marry her granddaughter."

"I am a noble, and my apprentice sister, she, Izoloti Kel'el, is my sin, my soul, the light of my life, the fire of my desire. She will succeed as the next water god."

"According to the rules of the Water God School, the other half of a Water God cannot be a noble."

"This is a complete conspiracy."

"I have to go back to the dojo. I'm sorry. I never thought of being with you for a long time. I'm just here for fun."

"If you encounter difficulties, you don't have to look for me. Let's just cut off contact. I am hers and she is mine."

"I owe you, and I can't pay it back, sorry."

Snapped!
The guy with the back hair slapped himself in the face.

He pushed his dying colleague to the ground.

A freeze frame.

There was silence for a moment.

Clap, clap, clap! Someone is clapping in front of me.

The guy with the slicked-back hair smiled, took a deep breath, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Is this the story of how the unfaithful Senior Brother Allen turned over a new leaf? Senior Sister!?!"

Very quickly! The Water God Style's advanced swordsman rose up with a flash of light.

Gulu.

In such a large dojo, the sound of him swallowing saliva was so obvious, it was very embarrassing.

In front of him, Izuruti clapped slowly, a smile slowly spreading across her face.

The curved brows exude a sharp aura like a blade.

It's very cold.

Then he stepped back, turned around, and moved sideways.

Make way.

The red-haired girl's figure was revealed in the sunlight.

"Falz, I haven't seen you for two months. You are still so energetic. As luck would have it, someone came to challenge me."

"You, the newly promoted chief of the small dojo, will take on the challenge."

"how?"

　Sorry, I've been reading too many abstract stories recently and I couldn't help but write some abstract plots.

　　but!

　　This chapter has 4500 words. I deleted, modified and added the abstract parts, so there is no charge for it!
　　Besides, it couldn't be Paul. How could he guess it was Paul? Paul couldn't afford to let this person become a disciple of the Water God School. He might as well kill him.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)