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

Chapter 310: May st: Reputation reversed overnight, the Boreas Mansion became famous
"Have you learned it?"

The words of the heart cannot dispel the night fog.

The female ghost god was also unwilling to admit his own "incompetence".

Are you really incompetent?
No.

The status of the human god is there, whether it is [Future Vision] or the corpse of the original human god, which inherited the BUFF of being friendly to humans.

They are all absolutely useful.

But to the human god, it was a mere feeble display of authority, and if it hadn't been sealed, he wouldn't have bothered to use it.

But Allen is different.

If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences; if you don't act when the time comes, you will suffer the consequences.

You give, I use. The more you give, the more I use.

You've been lying on me for more than ten years, just for fun and without doing anything, how could that be possible?

[OK, you are awesome. ]

Bang! The smoke and dust exploded in front of Alan and merged into the mist in front of Alan.

But the smile on the latter's face just now disappeared, and he looked at the base of the street lamp beside him in silence.

The candlelight illuminated his body.

The human god is hidden in the world of nothingness.

One light and one dark.

Provoking, stimulating, and inducing are no longer enough to get any concrete behavioral trends out of him.

but.

I have done my best within my ability.
Looking up, Alan looked at the street lamp beside him.

Reaching out, he held up the soft candlelight from afar.

So next step.
Killing James put the plan into practice.

In the sight, the candlelight changes and the sunlight becomes scorching.

Day and night have changed.

The place where you stand has also changed.

The streets of the upper aristocratic district were completely different from the misty and quiet state of last night.

Very bright.

The scorching sun poured down from the sky, flowing through Alan's fingertips, down his arms and onto his face.

Alan soaked up the afternoon sun and clenched his fists.

Grasped the sun.

The silent and tense face has been replaced by a smile.

There are about 300 days in a year in the world of No Job, and the specific number of days fluctuates slightly as the Jialong calendar advances.

April of the year 414 has passed.

May is coming.

At this moment, in front of Allen is.
Boreas Mansion in the royal capital.

"Look, that person is..."

"The swordsmanship genius of the Boreas family, it's a pity that I couldn't enter the upper-level gym last night. Last night, His Majesty the Water God personally awarded him the Water King, but I seem to have heard that the Sword God Style is also King-level."

"This 'Chenxi' is just like this, right? He is really an outstanding young man."

".It's been a long time since I've seen a genius."

"He has a handsome face, and looks about sixteen years old. He is about the same height as my husband's younger brother, but he has a very tall figure."

"No, thirteen."

"She's so young, it really makes me feel excited."

"Haha, Mrs. Liles, stop joking."

Alan put down his hand and turned to look at the nobles passing by.

The noble ladies in gorgeous clothes who were walking on the street saw him coming and smiled kindly, bowing their heads slightly in greeting.

Alan nodded to them as well.

However, there were more than just a few of them on the street. At noon, there were more than a dozen nobles passing by.

Almost all of them, men and women alike, looked at Alan, and their whispers turned into a stream of information, drilling into Alan's mind.

They were all praises, spoken in deliberately loud voices, as if they were afraid that Alan couldn't hear them.

Before last night, all the negative and malicious thoughts such as creating momentum, cooperating with Leta to become famous, and being arrogant and reckless were like the night fog last night.

As soon as the sun shines.

Then it all melted into 'positive kindness'.

Young but capable, he is a direct descendant of the four major families in the third generation who became famous overnight in the royal capital.

The future is naturally a part of them.

Moreover, he grasped the timing of becoming famous very well, as the battle for the crown prince had already begun.

In just one night, all the nobles understood:
Alan Boreas Greyrat is a very popular person. After the change of power, he will definitely leave a mark in the capital.

What's the point of making enemies?
This is what 'outsiders' think, but some people don't think so.

Dong Dong Dong, the sound of urgent footsteps came from the gate of Boreas's mansion.

——The steel-cast fence-style gate cannot block the view.

Alan Boreas Greyrat was 'missing and dead', but such power struggles to avoid disaster were very common in aristocratic circles.

Everyone knows the answer.

Now, this abandoned child was kicked out of the house by the master of the house.

With anger.

came back.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open by the butler who had watched Alan being mocked by the crowd last night. He looked at Alan in panic, and as the Northern Saint, he was sweating profusely.

I don't know if he was scared or if he was tired from running this distance.

The two guards who were guarding the house looked even more at a loss.

Master Allen.

How did he come back to life???
The butler looked at Alan's expression and found that he looked calm and seemed to be smiling very happily.

Slightly relieved.

"Third Master, you are back."

Alan looked up at him and smiled.

"Lierna, long time no see."

Butler Lyle chuckled, took out the chest towel from the front of his butler's uniform and was about to wipe the sweat from his forehead. He opened his mouth to say something auspicious, but before he could open his mouth.

Then his whole body stiffened.

A gentle voice floated into his ear.

The content gave him goose bumps all over his body, like a poisonous snake licking his face.

"It's been several days since we left Liupu City. We left in a hurry without saying a word."

Gulp. The sound of swallowing saliva was clearly audible, and Lyle's hand holding the handkerchief froze in front of his face, and then the handkerchief was snatched away by the hand that reached to the side of his face.

Alan waved his hand casually.

"Go, help me put my luggage in my bedroom."

Lyle's face became even stiffer, and after hesitating for a long time, he spoke with difficulty.

".I can find you a better living room on the third floor. The largest guest room is more spacious than the one you lived in before. There is no need to..."

Alan folded the handkerchief. "Who took it?"

Lyle said with difficulty: "Second Young Master"

"Throw away all his things. Now that I'm back, it would be wrong not to talk to James first. If you calculate the time, it's enough." "This"

Alan tilted his head to look at Lerna, looking at him quietly.

The latter's face was numb.

At this moment, the sound of menacing footsteps was heard from the side of the door. The speed was extremely fast and full of fighting spirit. It took only a few steps to reach Allen's side.

"Alan! Don't bully me."

Pah! Allen was slapped to the ground. He wiped the blood off his hands with a folded chest towel, turned around, and carefully put it into the butler's chest pocket.
Patting his shoulder, he said, "Go ahead."

The butler glanced at the second young master who was rolling on the ground with a mouth full of blood and broken teeth, who looked 50% like James. He then looked at Allen, who was already known as the Sword King and the Water King and had already gained a great reputation in the capital. He wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand and hurriedly walked inside through the courtyard of the mansion.

Behind him, Alan looked at the butler's back as he went to inform the police and smiled.

He tilted his head, looked at the ground, covered his face with tears almost falling, and his 'brother' was only sixteen years old.

"Do you really think that you could have teamed up with your brother who works in the Street Troops to force me out of the 'family' five years ago with those childish dirty talk?"

"Ai Long, big brother will teach you a lesson when he comes back."

Alan shook his head. "Healing spells are forbidden. Let him recover on his own. Otherwise, he won't learn his lesson. If I find out that he has such a bad mouth, next time it won't be his mouth. Do you understand?"

The household magician who hurried over to the side stopped immediately, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

He could only look helplessly at the gate of the mansion on the white stone steps behind the atrium.

With a click, Alan walked towards the gate of the mansion.

At this moment, the courtyard had become lively, with maids standing on both sides of the gate, and Mrs. Boreas, who was dressed elegantly, stood on the steps with a gloomy face. She first glanced at her son, and tried hard to suppress the anger on her face.

He took a deep breath and looked straight at Alan who had walked to the steps in front of him. After a moment, his expression eased a little.

I was able to force out a smile.

"Listen to Alan. Willy was indeed a bit abrupt."

The ugly smile on her lips looked very inconsistent with her dignified demeanor, as if she was a puppet forcing herself to dance.

"After all, how can an elder brother put on such a face when seeing his younger brother coming home? And you, Alan, really, in the seven years in Boreas, you were very quiet, and you stayed in your bedroom all day, or went to the Mizugami Ryu Dojo. You were not close to your brothers, and you never called me mother. They couldn't help but have some complaints."

But he emphasized the word "brother" and uttered it through his silver teeth.

Alan turned his head and looked at the lady of the Boreas family, whom he had never called mother, with an amused look on his face.

"younger brother?"

Mrs. Boreas was stunned.

Alan walked towards the gate of the mansion, and the two passed each other. Just as the former was about to push the door, he raised his eyebrows.

She turned around, glanced at the faces of the beast maids around her, and spoke.

"Where's Sasha?"

The maids looked at each other with embarrassment, and remained silent when Alan asked about the whereabouts of this personal maid who ostensibly served Alan in all his daily life, but actually only needed to clean his bedroom every day and did not have to do the poor 'chores' done by the young masters.

After hearing this, the lady smiled sincerely and turned to look at the head maid beside her.

"Alan has spoken, where's Sasha?"

The head maid didn't dare look at Alan and hesitated.

"Sasha is cleaning the garden in the backyard. Master Poke said that she is destined to be a handyman, so she should do handyman work. So."

Before she could finish her words, Alan interrupted her response.

"Where's Poker?"

The smile that the lady had just raised on her face froze again. She turned her head sharply to look at Alan and said through gritted teeth.

"Your brother is on a mission in Rigate City and will be back for a while."

Alan nodded, but asked again.

"Where's Sasha?"

A servant with sharp eyes had already gone to call Alan's former personal maid. Soon, a cat-eared girl with a face covered in dust and a dirty body came running over with a shovel in her pocket, following the servant.

When she saw the crowd, she looked very uneasy on her face, which had become rough from doing farm work all day. She walked timidly into the crowd with her head down.

Then he saw Alan's hand holding the scabbard.

She was stunned for a moment and looked up.

Then Alan looked at him quietly.

Although the changes were quite big, she still recognized Alan's appearance at a glance.

Bang!

The shovel fell to the ground.

Instead of showing joy after the reunion, the cat-eared girl subconsciously took a step back, secretly glanced at the feet of the head maid and the mistress beside her, her body trembling.

Alan tilted his head and looked at the other person's trembling fingers, with no special expression on his face.

However.
Snapped!
Alan's nominal mother became furious when she saw his behavior, and slapped the head maid beside her.

"What are you standing there for? Take Sasha to wash up and continue serving Alan!"

The head maid woke up as if from a dream, hurried forward, grabbed the cat-eared girl Sasha's hand and left.

The latter didn't even dare to raise his head to look at Alan from beginning to end.

Alan quietly watched the cat-eared maid leave.

He turned to look at the wife who was standing beside him with an uneasy look on her face, fearing that Alan would vent his anger on his eldest son.

He looked carefully at the mistress of Boreas in the capital city in front of him, and suddenly smiled, but the latter, who had been "greeted" in advance by James, couldn't help but tremble.

"Where's James?"

-

On the second floor, in the study.

James sat down at the table and stretched out his hands to arrange the chessboard in front of him.

I don’t know if it’s because when Sauros was young, he was always dragged by the current king to play chess, whether it was the palace in the royal capital or the lord’s mansion in Fitoya.

There are chessboards in the living room and study.

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and a figure walked straight through the study and came in front of him.

James remained unmoved, still sitting in front of the chessboard, his back straight, his brows
Still feeling depressed.

He spoke casually with an air of authority without even raising his head.

"You're back. This is your home. Why make such a big fuss? If you're not satisfied, just ask them to apologize to you."

With a snap, the scabbard was pressed next to the chessboard, which made James' eyebrows jump and the butler behind him sweat profusely.

Alan sat opposite him casually and glanced down at the chessboard.

Reach out and play black.

Snapped.

One step forward.

The game starts with a brutal fight.

"Who is the one who is unwilling to give up? I saw you escape from Flowing Falls City quite quickly. I haven't seen you for two years, and you are still as strong as ever. Don't you really consider having a few more children? Poker and Will have grown two years older, but they are still stupid and have made no progress at all."

[Persuasion] The inner words touched James' heartstrings, and even the calm James couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He narrowed his eyes, suppressed his nameless anger, and focused only on the chess piece in front of him.

Snapped.

Respond and make your move.

It is a cautious and prudent defensive chess move.

"Instead of arguing, it is better to focus on the present. The battle for the crown prince has already begun."

"Joining your cause with Her Highness Ariel is the strategy Philip has given you. Building momentum, gaining prestige, and becoming famous in the capital is a good move."

A smile appeared on his face, and he raised his hand to eat the 'soldier' ​​that Alan attacked, then swapped the pieces and threw them outside the board.

"But what's the point?"

　I was trying to finish my conversation with James, but my brain wasn't working.

　　——That’s all. We’ll continue tomorrow and then develop a macro narrative and reach a climax.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)