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

Chapter 291 My sister is the chief? Who is in favor and who is against?

Alan just looked at the sun quietly.

The sun rose slowly in the sky.

Climb.

In the gray-black pupils.

Start a flame.

——Only when people ignite the fire in their hearts can they constantly drive themselves forward.

Allen has made another step forward in implementing the grand transfer plan.

So next.
"boom!"

There was a dull thud of a body falling to the ground in the small gym beside him.

That's the 'voice' that breaks the rules.

With a smile on his face, he looked to his side meaningfully.

Leta's back had already disappeared, and the door of the gym was ajar. It seemed that Leta would come out again soon.

In the current situation, Lieda is letting herself handle the follow-up
Although she hesitated for a long time at the entrance of the gym, the moment she saw a possibility, her determination to implement it was as direct as ever.

Through the crack in the door beside him, all kinds of information came out along with the draft and were firmly grasped by his senses.

The challenge is over.

He shook his head.

Leda, the person in charge of the Water God Style Dojo, judged that Alice, the challenger, was almost done beating everyone, so she said a sentence that only she could hear: "From now on, Alice Boreas Greyrat is the chief of the Water God Style Advanced Dojo."

Turn around and leave.

Is this appointment serious?

Not serious.

First of all, the reputation is not right. Alice is not even an apprentice of the Mizugami Ryu Dojo now, she is just a troublemaker who came to challenge the dojo.

Secondly, it doesn't make sense. Alice clearly used the skills of the Sword God Style. You said that she should be the head of the Water God Style Dojo. Even though Alice is in the ascendant now and no one disobeys her, what about in the future? After today, when everyone has recovered, will anyone still obey her?
It was clearly asking me to personally implement this matter and what we just talked about.

The question is, who in the Shuishenliu Dojo has the power to privately appoint the head of a small dojo? And this is a troublemaker who came to challenge him?

The hidden meaning is self-evident.

——Alan, after all, you are a member of the Shui Shen Liu Dojo. And the future of the Shui Shen Liu Dojo will eventually be handed over to you.

Just worry about it yourself, after all, this is your own fault.

As for the proposal of taking back the Holy Land of Sword in exchange for a fame, are you just going to say it and let me lead you all the way?

Of course that won't work.

Come on your own.

Alan even imagined the tone of Leda's voice.

She wanted to tie herself firmly to the Shuishenliu ship without the slightest chance of regret.

Thinking of the 'plan' for the next few days, Alan pinched his forehead with a headache.

Not entirely a good thing.
At this moment, Isaruti's always smiling eyes and the "rumor" of running away from marriage deliberately spread by Leda emerged in his mind again.

After all, Isaruti is an unmarried girl. Once this news gets out, she can forget about getting married except to Alan.

Either let Isaruti focus on swordsmanship and inherit the position of the water god in the future, or if she is lucky, she can marry a commoner who has no say in the dojo when she is old, and spend the rest of her life in a less "perfect" way.

Either you, Alan, inherit the position of Water God and marry Izuruti safely.

Take your pick.

Ginger is still spicy when it is old.
It was clearly arranged.

Alan looked at the teaching hall again. Leta was standing in front of the window blowing the letter in her hand. It seemed to be a letter she had just written to Xino.

OK OK.

You did a good job, Master~
He sighed, and without caring whether Leta was looking at him, he stretched out his hand and gave Leta a salute.

He twisted his body, reached out, and turned the doorknob.

pat.

Push open the door.

The scorching sun shines into the dojo.

What came into view was more than twenty apprentices lying on the ground in a twisted state.

Twisting and crawling.

But they heard the sound of the door opening, and they all looked up at him.

But I can't get up for a while.

Alice stood in the crowd with obvious scratches on her face. The wooden sword in her hand had been replaced with a wooden sword, which had been broken during the competition just now.

Isaruti and others who were outside the crowd in front of him turned their heads and looked at him.

Alan stretched out his hand to suppress the words that Isaruti wanted to explain to him, "Thank you for your hard work, Isaruti.", indicating that he knew the situation in the gym.

Subsequently.

Tapping.

He walked to the center of the dojo, facing everyone's gaze.

He first patted Alice's head, and the latter raised her head high with a smug smile, almost wagging her tail.

He stood with his sword in his hand and looked around.

"I'm back, everyone."

He paused slightly and saw that no one was making any noise. Even Falz stood aside with his head down and a heavy expression on his face.

It was obvious that the senior Water God Swordsmen of the small dojo were still in shock and confusion after being defeated one by one by Alice.

He nodded with satisfaction.

What about loving father and filial son? Uh... What about colleagues meeting each other, shaking hands and chatting, the scene of a warm reunion is not what he wants to see.

Because friendship is not the way to gain a foothold in the Suishin-ryu Dojo.

Reverence is.

The reaction now is just right.

"I just stood outside the door for a while. Do you know why I didn't come in?"

He first glanced at Falz, who met his gaze but subconsciously looked away, not meeting his gaze.
Alan looked at the others again, and the other apprentices who had just crawled up from the ground were also avoiding his sight.

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid you guys will think I'm just standing by and watching, and I can't move freely."

"why?"

"Because I'm afraid that you will think that I'm watching from the sidelines, and subconsciously think that because of my presence, you feel it's difficult to start, and you can't concentrate, which leads to your defeat."

"You are all very proud, so I don't want to give you the opportunity to make excuses for your defeat."

Alan stroked the hilt of the knife in his hand. There was no change in his expression, but his voice gradually became clearer and louder.

"Because truly proud people never bother to find an external reason to cover up their own incompetence!"

"I want you to stay proud!"

"Even though you have already been defeated!"

"I want you to stay proud!"

"Even though I know what kind of people you are!"

"but!"

"Something has happened! Just now!"

"I want to ask you, does it feel good to have fire burning in your heart?"

“The feedback of the hilt of the sword in your hand! Is it refreshed? Do you still have the desire to swing it!”

Alan looked at all the apprentices in turn. "Raise your heads!"

With a swish, all the apprentices raised their heads and stared at Alan.

The dejection and frustration on his face just now seemed to be ignited by Alan's words and turned into ashes and scattered in the air.

"Very good! It seems you all have an idea."

“Remember how it feels to fail!”

“Keep moving!”

"understand?"

There was silence.

Alan narrowed his eyes and shouted!
"Do you understand?!!"

What responded to him was a chorus of voices!

"clear!!!"

Allen looked around and found that the eyes of these noble children who were not very able to withstand pressure had brightened up again, and then he nodded. "Very good, sit down."

The nobles found their own cushions and sat on the ground obediently, while Falz rubbed his face and looked like he wanted to say something to Allen. However, after seeing Allen's expressionless face, he just took the cushion that symbolized the chief of the dojo and was different from the others in front of Allen.

He turned around, sat on the ground, and looked at Alan.

The latter did not sit down. After everyone was seated, he glanced at Alice, who was standing beside him with her arms folded and her chin raised high, "very well-behaved".

He spoke.

"Just in time, everyone is here. I have a few things to announce."

Before anyone could look at him with doubt, Alan's voice rang out immediately, and he stretched out his index finger, holding it in front of him.

"First, I heard that some of you want to challenge me to a duel. I have already left the Water God School, so it is not my place to challenge you."

"But now there is an opportunity."

"Tomorrow at 6pm, a commendation meeting will be held at your feet."

"The same rules as four years ago. I will be the one to challenge you for ten rounds, and that's it."

"It will be in the form of a banquet. Both gyms will be used as venues. You can bring your family members to watch the battle. There is no limit on the number of people."

As soon as the words fell, the gym fell into silence. Everyone looked a little confused. Then, they quickly reacted and became noisy.

"Will there be a commendation meeting for promotion to Water King?"

"Brother Allen has indeed become the Water King, but why didn't Leda come down to announce the news?"

"Who declared it the same? Is there any difference?"

"That's true. But the news turned out to be true, scary, the youngest Water King in the history of the Suishinryu Dojo??"

“It’s amazing.”

"What are you surprised about? Isn't Brother Allen's genius obvious to all?"

"Too."

"There is no limit on the number of people at this banquet?"

"Does this mean that I can invite the young lady from the Rethos family that I'm courting to come and watch?"

"See you get beaten?"

"Well, let's watch you get beaten."

"?"

Alan struck the air beside him with his palm.

Everyone fell silent instantly.

Alan looked around and continued, extending his middle finger.

"The second one."

He stretched out his hand and motioned everyone to look at Alice beside him.

"I, Alan Boreas Greyrat, as the Water King, naturally have the qualifications to pass on the teachings without permission. Alice's Water God Style is from me. There is no doubt that she belongs to the orthodox Water God Style. Who has any objection to this?"

No one objected.

Alan looked around and saw that everyone looked at him as if it was natural.

Alice's strength was obvious to all. Not to mention the Sword God Style and the North God Style that came later, even if she was at the intermediate level of the Water God Style before that, she was able to compete with them, and she was also very familiar with the application of some of the moves.

If this is not the orthodox Water God Style, then what else is the orthodox Water God Style?
Alan nodded and glanced at Falz on the side, only to see the latter licking his lips and staring straight at the chief cushion under Alan with an inexplicable expression.

As soon as Allen entered the dojo, he quickly established deterrence, then put himself on the "same footing" as everyone present to arouse a sense of honor. Finally, he raised his status again through the fact that he was the Water King, and forcibly kidnapped the apprentices present to blur the perception of power between himself and Leta.

Until now, it is possible to unfold the map.

He stuck out his thumb.

"The third item."

"So far, we have already fought more than ten matches, and won all of them."

"Alice Boreas Greyrat is the new head of the Suishinryu Gym."

"Who approves?"

"Who objects?"

This time everyone was stunned. They all looked at Falz, who had a gloomy face. The latter's face twitched for a moment, and he looked up at Alice, but said nothing.

Alan nodded and waved.

The fighting spirit created a gentle breeze, which sent the cushion beside him accurately behind Alice.

"sit."

Alice sat down on the futon without a second thought.

However, even though they knew that Alice was stronger and had just been defeated by the other party, many apprentices still looked at the cushion under her.

I was still a little slow to react to the scene before me.

"Not convinced?" Alan's voice rang out.

Before anyone could respond, he continued.

"There's no time."

"In two months, the once-in-five-year Sword Holy Land Contest will begin. This time, we want to take back what belongs to the Water God School."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and then there was an uproar. Even Isa Luti, who was watching her "runaway husband" perform the whole process with a smile on her face, was a little confused.

Alan waved his hand again to stop the noise, but this time it was a fierce whistling of the wind.

brush!
Alan's clothes rustled in the wind.

The apprentices all looked at Alan's palm, and it only took them a split second to realize that this was a silent sword.

They had just seen it, and they all lost to this move to varying degrees.

"The disciples of the dojo challenged each other to a duel."

"Isaruti will fight at the Saint level of the Water God Style Dojo, and I will fight at the King level. As for the third person, it will be Alice."

"The competition just now proved that none of you have the strength to deal with the Silent Sword."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and the next moment, as if a frame had been dropped, he suddenly appeared at his side.

It just hovered quietly in front of Alice's face.

Alan tilted his head and looked at Alice.

The latter was waiting, looking up at Alan with red eyes.

"Why not hide?"

"no need!"

"Oh?"

Alice pointed her finger at the spot where Allen's palm landed and spoke without hesitation.

"Silent Sword, too slow! I can see clearly that my brother is going to cut it right here!"

Alan withdrew his hand and looked at the apprentices again.

"That's why. She can represent the Mizugami-ryu main dojo and defeat the advanced Kenshin-ryu with the strength of the intermediate Mizugami-ryu because she can fully judge the trajectory of the Silent Sword, but none of you can do that."

"If the chief of the Suishin-ryu main gym can't even handle the Silent Sword, then there's no need to have this title."

He pointed a finger at the futon beneath Alice.

"However, you are still welcome to come and challenge me within the next two months. If you can defeat Alice, you will naturally regain the position of the top player."

"It will also prove that you have the ability to represent the Mizugami-ryu Dojo as a senior swordsman and participate in the challenge in two months."

"understand?"

There was a moment of silence in the dojo.

Then there was a deafening response.

"understand!"

Alan nodded and turned to look at the gym's entrance.

Everyone's eyes followed his movements.

At some point, Leta was already standing at the door of the gym.

She silently glanced at everyone in the dojo and nodded.

Then he turned around and left.

It seemed that she had no comment on Allen's "decision", but this was obviously an act of endorsing Allen's words, making everyone understand what she meant.

——What Alan meant was what she meant.

　This chapter has poor pacing and is dragged out.

　　Mine was originally going to fill it in with the word count, and end it at 5,000 words in the Silver Palace.

　　But it was too late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)