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

Chapter 306: This Deprivation Sword is for you to see!
The sound of footsteps crushed all the noisy crows.

Alan turned around and walked behind him.

Lemon's voice came from behind.

The tone of voice is odd, and the emotions are unclear.

But he didn't sound like a dandy noble who had been slapped in the face, and his voice still had no obvious emotional fluctuations.

"Light Sword."

Alan paused and turned to look at Lemon. The other's face was hidden in the candlelight, but he was covering his neck.

Let go, and a line of blood appears on the skin.

The blade did not touch the skin, but even so, the sharp wind pressure cut a thin gash on his neck.

There was also a bloodstain on his palm. Lemon clenched his fist and dropped his hand to his side, no longer paying attention to the wound on his neck.

Just looked straight into Alan's eyes.

The latter tilted his head and looked at Lemon.

"Yes, the Hikari no Tachi."

Lemon whispered.

"This is the Water God Ryu Sodojo, and this is the Water King's Commendation Banquet."

Alan suddenly laughed.

"so what?"

Lemon wanted to say something, but his lips remained parted for a moment, looking into Alan's eyes.

After a while, he nodded.

Eleven characters.

Crisp and neat.

"So what? It's true."

"I lost."

A trace of surprise flashed in Alan's eyes, and then he felt a gaze from the corner of his sight, coming from Xino beside Leta.

Alan narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, made a knight's salute to Lemon, and said nothing more.

It was not until this moment that the nobles around realized what had just happened.

Lemon lost? ?

More than ten years ago, he was also a 'little chief' from the Mizugami-ryu main dojo;
The recognized genius among this generation of young people in the capital;

Now he is one of the seven knights of Dawn who are directly under the king.

He is a talented person whose swordsmanship ability ranks among the top ten within the sphere of power of the royal palace and the nobility.

Just like that, with just one move, he was defeated?
Moreover, the slash just now created a lot of wind pressure and made a huge sound.

Listening to the conversation between the two, it turns out that this is not the swordsmanship of the Suishin-ryu Dojo?

But
Sword God Style? ?

this.
The nobles looked at Alan.

The latter turned around and took a step forward.

In his steps, his demeanor, and his direction, it seemed as if he was just going back to the starting point of the challenge.

However, as his vision moved, he caught sight of Leus, who was looking at him with horror, and Butler James, who was hiding in the crowd to avoid his gaze.

The view stopped.

The place where he landed happened to be Paul's younger brother, Pilemon Notos Boreas.

The two looked at each other.

Alan looked at the other person who was staring at him, his face already turning purple, and smiled brightly.

He just raised the knife in his hand slightly and pointed the blade at Pilemon's neck from a distance.

His lips parted, but no sound came out.

However, Pilemon, who had been paying attention to Alan's expression, had his cheeks twitching.

Allen's lip sync is so easy to read.

It made him so angry that he started to burn.

——'Sword God Style, intermediate?'

Pilemon opened his mouth and wanted to retort, but suddenly realized that the other party was in the limelight at the moment, so he held back and just stared at Alan with gloomy eyes.

stare
brush!
The cold light raised in Allen's hand jumped up!

The tip of the knife in Allen's hand raised his head!

The handle of the knife was thrown out of his hand! It cut through the air. The blade was thrown out in a manner as if playing a game of pitching pots on the roadside, and it turned a circle in the air and fell straight in front of Piremon!

Pilemon's expression changed suddenly, but the next moment.

The knife handle swung under inertia, making a clanging sound!
He inserted it into the scabbard on the waist of Izoloti, who was standing quietly in front of Piremon.

It was exactly the same.

The thirteen-year-old girl, Isaruti, did not even blink during this sudden situation, but just looked at Alan with energy.

It forms a sharp contrast with Pilemon.

The latter was the head of the Notos family, one of the four major families. His face twitched, and he could no longer hold his dignity. He shouted angrily, drawing the attention of everyone present to him!
"Allan Boreas Greyrat! This is the Water God's Honor Banquet. Why are you trying to be a hero with your sword of light?"

"Lemon thought you were from the Water God School and asked you to attack first, but you attacked with your Sword of Light!"

"You won by trickery, yet you are still so complacent! What a weird thing to say about honor! You have no shame! Do you really think that there is no one who understands the party!"

Every word of Piremon's angry and violent speech echoed in the air, sonorous and powerful, and righteous, making the entire gym quiet.

Then the buzzing noise was heard again.

"This Sword God Style."

"Why is it the Sword God Style?"

"Mr. Piremon is right. Shouldn't this be a commendation banquet for the Water God School?"

"Pleasant?"

"Maybe it's not a good idea. In my opinion, Alan Boreas Greylat is indeed very talented in swordsmanship. But the problem is that Her Majesty Leda actually allied with a holy land of swords. This is a bit too much."

"You mean he is not the Water King, but Her Majesty Leda just needs such a person."

"It's so."

As the words were spoken, Xino on the sidelines looked at Leta beside him. In his sight, Leta was just looking around quietly with an expressionless face.

He turned his head and opened his mouth to scold these nobles.

Right now!

Ding! Allen stepped on the ground, twisted his body a few steps, and came in front of Xino under his surprised gaze, and suddenly stretched out his hand!
In the moment when Xino tensed up and then forced himself to relax
He pulled out the golden sword from his waist!
Zheng!
The sword shines brilliantly, reflecting in the pupils of everyone in the gym.

The knights on the side took a step forward when they saw this, but they turned their heads suddenly because Alan was holding the hilt of the sword.

The blazing fire in his pupils pierced through the few people. In the Water God's perception, the strong murderous intent was like a raging fire, stinging their faces so much that it hurt!

At this moment, the image of Lemonel's complete defeat suddenly flashed through everyone's mind.

Even though they were older than Allen, the Dawns couldn't help but take a step back, leaning forward and tightening their grip on the hilts of their swords.

But Allen ignored them completely, took a step, and stood in the middle of the field.

The atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

Alan looked at Pilemon in front of him, with sweat on his forehead, still staring at him intently.

That expression clearly meant - bluffing, if you have the guts, you're going to kill me right in front of the morning light?

Alan looked at Pilemon's face and burst out laughing.

The laughter stirred up a ridiculous emotion that spread throughout the dojo.

"hehe!"

"ridiculous!"

"absurd!!"

He raised the golden sword in his hand. The golden sword patterns on the sword were shining brightly. Under the flickering candlelight, it seemed as if golden flames were climbing and steaming on the sword!
The voice, along with the sword, burned throughout the entire gym!

"Take a look! This is the golden sword that was built in the year when the Water God Ryu General Dojo was established. It has been passed down for twelve generations under the glorious witness of the Asura Kingdom!!"

"The sword is 327 years old, and it was built in the Ankylosaur calendar of 87 years!" "When it was built, the hard-fought victory in the Battle of Laplace was only a hundred years ago! And all the creatures in the Central Continent still need to recuperate, and the blood and tears, life and death are still vivid in their minds! The price of victory for the human race is that after a hundred years, they are still licking their wounds!"

"In order to revive the country's strength, the previous King Asura invited the then-water god of the Water God Ryuu Dojo to come to Ars to discuss building the dojo in the royal capital so that both sides can achieve mutual success!"

"On the day the dojo was established, King Asra showed his sincerity by gathering domestic craftsmen, referring to ancient books, and using the sword-making techniques of Julian Hallis, he used the flaming iron ore from the top of the Red Dragon Mountains to forge the sword. It took three months to hammer it out!"

"It not only witnessed the glory of the Water God Stream, but also the three hundred years of glory of Asura!"

"Since then, Asura has raised his reputation, and his three hundred years of glory have flowed along the Altyr River to this day."

"That's how it should be!"

"However, today, in the gym of the Mizugami Ryuu Main Dojo, what kind of 'prosperous state' did I see Asura in!?"

Under the astonished gazes of all the nobles, the voices became faster and faster, the fire became more and more intense, and then
Suddenly stop!
All I heard was Alan shouting angrily!

"It's bullshit!!"

The noble was stunned, with anger on his face. He was about to scold him but saw Alan, the rude child.

The sword rises, the sword falls!
Bang! ! A huge wind pressure spread out from the Allen Center!

The croaking sound that was about to sound was cut off by Alan's sword!
He looked at the nobles who were covering their faces to block the wind, and took quick steps.

His steps are heavy! He walks like a tiger and a wolf!
Even the breeze in the hall was burned hot by his voice!
"What kind of glory lasts for hundreds of years?"

"What is this prosperous era that has never declined?"

"It's absolutely ridiculous!"

"The nobles are foolish! The ministers are not wise! They are ignorant in investigating people! They are short-sighted! They confuse right and wrong! They boast of being polite! They are full of outrageous and perverse remarks!"

"People who are mediocre can only make a lot of noise!"

"In the central continent, crows are coiled on the centuries-old glorious cedars, and the atmosphere is gloomy!"

"I have never seen anyone as bright as the morning light, so I always feel that everyone is as rusty as you!"

"The Sword King cannot be the Water King, and the Water King cannot be the Sword King. With such a superficial understanding, will you only regard ignorance as normal?"

"Where are your eyes?"

The nobles looked at Alan in astonishment, wanting to speak, but keeping silent as they saw the tip of his sword raised. The [Persuasion] specifically targeting Pilemon had already been activated, and the latter was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Then, Alan did not stop at all. He turned his head suddenly and looked at the five 'Dawn' knights beside Xino who were still standing with their swords in hand.

"The so-called 'Morning Light' of Asura is extremely cowardly, and he doesn't even dare to draw his sword!"

The five water kings looked angry and took a step forward at the same time, "You!!"

The next moment! !

Under the candlelight, the bright golden sword light dazzled everyone's eyes!

Sizzle!!!!!!!!!!
The tearing sound of the explosion pierced everyone's eardrums, and the sparks that burst from the armor made the gym even hotter! !
In the field, the golden sword has been unsheathed!

Alan smiled wantonly, glanced at the blade, bent his fingers, and snapped them on the sword.

Buzz! ! ! ! ! ! !
"This golden sword! This is the witness of Asura's century-long glory! This deprivation world! This is the basis for the Water God School to occupy Ars!"

"Today, please take a look!"

The powerful words fell!
Everyone's eyes were repeatedly drawn to the golden sword in Allen's hand and the armor of the five 'Dawn' Water Knights, and their eyes were full of shock.

In Alan's sight, the Water Kings who were five meters away, these 'Dawn's' who were somewhat famous in the capital, the carefully forged knight armor on their legs no longer shone with silver light, and the ugly and deep sword marks that almost penetrated the steel armor were still emitting wisps of green smoke.

It is so clear in everyone's eyes.

No one was able to speak.

In a moment, in a word, in a split second.

The fire suddenly appeared!
Just a blink of an eye.

These five traces of knife and fire chopping were accompanied by the sound of hissing swords.

Suddenly it was engraved on the bodies of the five 'Dawn' knights!

Then who can guarantee that it won’t appear on your neck next time?

This was clearly a slashing attack, who was the instigator?
It's obvious.

As the only audience for persuasion and emotional infection, Pilemon is so angry that his teeth are about to break!
Courtside.

The five knights of Dawn looked at the marks on their knightly armor in disbelief, their expressions as if they were in the clouds. Under such a provocative attitude, they all fell silent.

Lemon and Leus, father and son, stared at the golden sword in Alan's hand, stunned and speechless.

All the apprentices were agitated by Alan's words. They looked at each other in excitement and complicated emotions.

There was fire in Xino's eyes.

The moment Allen finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head to look at Leta.

Beside her, Leda just turned her eyes with a slightly cloudy look.

He glanced at the marks on the knight's armor.

He glanced at the sword in Allen's hand that belonged to him.

He looked at his apprentice whom he hadn't seen for two years.

This is watching, watching.

Finally he laughed.

"hehe."

Reaching out, he grabbed Xino's shoulder.

The laughter turned from sporadic to unbridled laughter.

"Haha, hahahaha!"

After a night of noise.

He was laughing so hard.

Laugh heartily.

At this moment.

Inleda was already old, and the way she bent over and smiled made her look like an old woman.

But for some reason, everyone present could hear the sharpness in her laughter without any regard for others.

The shorter the stature of Leda.

Her breath became stronger.

The shorter the stature of Leda.

The more she aura grows, the more she demonstrates the presence of the Water God!

Xino stared at Leda in a daze, shook his head helplessly, and bent down inconspicuously to make it easier for her to support him.

However, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Leda straightened up, and with a shake of her body, she appeared beside Alan.

With a click, she stepped on the ground, straightened up and looked at the golden sword in Alan's hand.

He reached out and grabbed the golden sword that Alan handed over.

The turbid eyes are now as bright as stars!
The master can only help his disciples to succeed? And the disciples can only seek protection under the wings of their masters?
Is this the case now?

Leda smiled and raised the sword in her hand.

In Ars, this is a symbol of authority in a certain sense.

"The Water God Ryu General Dojo, the Water King Commendation Banquet."

"The challenge has already exceeded ten rounds. Allen Boreas Greyrat has won all of them!"

"Today, I, an old man, bestow upon him the belated title of Water King. He is truly worthy of the title."

She looked around.

"Any objection?"

The gym was silent.

The crows were noisy all night long.

Staring at Leda's eyes flickering in the candlelight and the swaying golden light in her hand.

As silent as death.

　Oh no, I feel like I wrote a very awkward chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)