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

Chapter 311 May th: 'Quick Chess', [Persuasion], Ten Days of Dialogue, Passed in a Flash
"But, what's the point?"

"Snapped!"

Just as he finished speaking, the only response he got was a heavy thud.

Alan didn't even look at the eaten soldier when James moved his hand holding the soldier's body away from the chessboard.

The black 'warhorse' leaped forward and trampled James's advancing 'soldier' ​​to death with one kick.

He casually threw the seized 'corpse' onto the table beside him. At this time, the sound of the seized chess pieces falling on the table from James' side was heard.

The latter didn't care about Alan's behavior. He smiled, raised his hand, and walked slowly.

The soldier in his hand stabbed Allen's "warhorse" to death.

However, before the corpse was moved away, the newly arrived black warhorse crushed the "soldier's" armor again.

The armor was still oozing blood, and was crushed into powder by the slowly moving white "elephant".

Then he was stabbed to death by the "soldiers" who arrived on horseback.

The fast-moving black pieces and the slow-moving white pieces kept hitting the board.

A fierce fight.

A tragic exchange.

The attack and defense were not like a battle between two armies, but rather like a close street fight when the two armies were out of ammunition and food.

It was only less than ten seconds before the game started.

James made moves 80% of the time.

The situation on the chessboard is exactly the same as the current situation in the capital:
——Alan had only been in the capital for two nights, but a storm had already begun.

He is good at playing fast chess.

So, the moves kept on coming.

It even caused James to move his pieces a little faster.

James captured one of Allen's elephants, and then saw Allen holding on to a new chess piece and attacking without fear of death.

He frowned slightly, the smile disappearing from his face.

"Why don't you speak? Because there is nothing to say."

Snapped!
"Why don't you speak? Because there is nothing to say."

Same words, different meanings.

James squinted his eyes and continued to make his move.

"You are still as confident as ever. Where does your confidence come from?"

Alan threw away the freshly seized body.

"Corpses can play chess?"

As soon as he finished speaking, James' hands trembled rapidly, and he subconsciously looked at the scabbard next to Alan.

It has not been unsheathed.

The butler behind him was sweating profusely, and the blood-stained chest cloth was soaked by his use.

James held the chess piece in his hand, fixed his eyes on the chessboard, calmed his agitated heart, snorted coldly, and took a step forward, using the 'Minister' to eat up the 'Chariot' that Alan was rushing at on his chessboard.

"Why do you want to kill me? What good will it do you if you kill me in this situation? Everyone thinks you are reckless. If you can fool them, you can fool me. Don't bluff. Tell me, what do you want? A woman? Money? Or maybe I can help you become famous? Since I choose to lie low, I am willing to give you something."

"Okay, give me your life." Alan exchanged the other party's "minister" for his "minister".

"Don't talk nonsense." James ate Allen's 'minister' with a chariot.

"Who is talking nonsense?" Move the chess pieces and fight.

"How are you going to kill me? Just relying on the reputation you built up last night? It's not enough." He kept moving.

"You think I can't kill you even with my reputation. It's just that you are confident that you have gained power before me. But you know, James, that is Boreas' power, the power of the First Prince, not your power."

"If it's not my influence, then how can it be your influence? I am the next head of the Boreas family, and the first prince will only choose me, because by choosing me, you, the third generation of Boreas, have been included in the package. Speaking of which, I should thank you."

James's lips curled up into a smile.

"Listen to the genius of Boreas. Alan, whose name did you use to become famous?"

Alan replied with a smile.

"My name."

James snapped, "Bluff!"

"Is it?"

After asking the question, James looked at the endgame on the chessboard. Perhaps he was aroused by Alan's question or he saw the opportunity to win the game, his eyes lit up and he suddenly joined Alan's fighting rhythm.

"Even if you are a lunatic, you can kill me with a knife now. Boreas, who controls the capital, will not be accepted by the capital. You, a patricide who breaks the rules, will be wasted. What's more, you are not a lunatic."

"Is it?"

The speed of his speech was getting faster and faster. "The First Prince will not accept you either. You can kill me today for a disagreement, and you can kill his other followers tomorrow because of other disputes. Who do you think the First Prince is? If he can't understand this, how can he have the power he has now?"

"Is it?"

"You do have some reputation now, but so what? Just wait a few months, and when this wave of fame dies down, you will no longer pose a threat to me."

"Is it?"

James exchanged the confessional 'Queen' with the opponent's black 'Queen' in a fight, with a smile on his face.

"Why? Because Ariel doesn't have the qualifications to become a king! And now the second prince, who has little chance of winning, has also extended an olive branch to me. As time goes by, I will be able to gain a stronger reputation with my steady mid- and back-end power."

"Is it?"

"Power! It's on me!"

There was no movement on the chessboard. There was only one 'black king' left on Allen's side, while there was still one 'white king' and one 'soldier' ​​left on James' side.

James looked up at Alan.

"How are you doing?"

Alan straightened up and looked at James, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"It's very simple. Just take your power. If one day doesn't work, then two days. If two days doesn't work, then five days. If five days doesn't work, then ten days."

James was stunned, as if he heard a joke. He sneered at first, and then burst into laughter. The housekeeper next to him frowned, not understanding why the head of the family was so excited today.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

James stopped suddenly, pressed the chessboard in front of him, and stared at Alan's brown curly hair that was very similar to Philip's.

"Just you? Don't you understand what people say? How can the first prince choose you? As time goes by, my power will increase."

Snapped.

The words were interrupted, and Alan's smile faded. He touched the scabbard beside him and stood up with a bang.

At the same time, he casually stretched out the hilt of his knife and knocked it on the chessboard.

Very slight, the sound waves spread out like water
Strong murderous intent!
Like an ice blade in the cold winter! It stabbed straight into the hearts of James and the butler! !
With a click, the butler reached for the knife in his hand, but Alan only glanced at him and he was trembling so much that he couldn't even hold the blade steadily.

James, who was hit by the storm of murderous intent, was even more unbearable. His high spirits, which had been provoked by Allen, were suddenly chilled from head to toe by the ice cubes. The hands on the chessboard were shaking.

Alan paced around the room with a smile on his face, tilted his head to look at the scenery outside the window, then turned back to James' side, and gave up his murderous intent when he saw the sweat on the other's face.

The pressure suddenly eased, and James' body softened with a thud. He held the edge of the table with one hand, breathing rapidly, but trying to force himself to calm down the instinctive fear as soon as possible.

Then, the handle of the knife gently pressed against the back of his neck.

Colder than ice.

James' body froze, not daring to move. Then he saw Alan stretch out his fingers and tap the chessboard in front of him.

Spread out your hands.

She leaned over to his ear and whispered softly.

"How does it feel to have your inner fire suddenly extinguished? You may sound arrogant, but your body is honest."

"Afraid that I would swing the knife."

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. If you want to play by the rules, I'll play with you."

"Just now, you meant to say that as time goes by, I will become more and more decadent, right?"

The voice drilled into James' ears, and the latter's pupils kept dilating and shrinking as he stared at Alan's outstretched palm.

The black "chariot", flashing with cold light, rolled from the opponent's palm onto the chessboard.

Gululu.

Stopped beside his white king.

Among the many black chess pieces' corpses on the side.

Where is this black 'chariot'?
Alan withdrew his hand from the back of his neck, lowered his head and looked sideways at James.

A horizontal gaze.

The dark grey eyes showed no emotion, and he spoke to James in a declarative voice.

"You can't even beat me in fast chess, how can you play slow chess with me?"

"Do you really think you are very good in the middle and late game?"

"I have a clear picture of Liupu City, don't you have any idea about it? Can you hide your fear?"

His voice gradually became full of smiles.

"I would like to ask you, where does your confidence come from?" He smiled, raised his hand and patted the back of James' neck while he was stunned.

This time there was no intention to kill.

The tone was only gentle, even admonishing.

"Remember James."

"I'll only give you ten days."

"May 10th, everything will be settled."

He turned around and walked out the door.

【Persuasion】, three minutes.

A game of 'fast chess' that is missing a 'chariot'.

ended.

With a click, the door was closed.

There was only silence in the room, and James kept staring at the black 'chariot' beside his white 'king'.

The chill behind my neck lingered for a long time.

Below him, his hands were clenched into fists.

It came from the second prince, on a piece of letter paper with the exquisite crest of the Asura royal family printed on it.

He had already squeezed it into a ball.

Alan walked to the door, looked at James' expression, and closed the door with a smile.

Snapped.

Turn around, walk along the familiar yet unfamiliar corridor, climb the stairs at the end, reach the third floor, and turn right.

After walking a few dozen steps, he arrived in front of his previous bedroom.

A group of maids were busy making their beds in the bedroom, while outside the door, a mess of daily necessities were piled on the ground.

When they saw Alan coming, they quickly sped up and soon cleared out the bedroom.

Then they all fled.

Alan walked into the bedroom and came to his desk.

He sat down, took out a pen, and pulled out a brand new piece of stationery from the drawer.

The sound of rustling brushstrokes was heard, and soon stopped.

Alan threw the pen aside, leaned back in his chair, and smiled silently.

'here we go.'

-

"ended."

"General."

In a blink of an eye, the afternoon sunlight had been replaced by moonlight, and chess pieces were placed on the table in the reception room of the First Prince of Silver Palace.

The king liked this stuff.

Since then, nobles all over the country have followed suit.

The royal family is naturally even worse.

The First Prince Gravel put away his chess pieces and looked at Darius across the table with a smile.

"Haha! Sir Darius, are you bothering me to give in to you again?"

Darius, with a face full of flesh, narrowed his eyes.

"What are you talking about? It's obvious that Your Highness is better at back-end than me. How can you say that I let you?"

The First Prince smiled and waved his hand, not taking Darius's casual flattery seriously, and leaned back in his chair.

Then he glanced at Darius and suddenly asked.

"By the way, Lord Darius, I heard that the commendation banquet yesterday was very grand. The kid from the Boreas family not only has the strength of both the Water King and the Sword King, but he is also more than just a show-off."

"He defeated 'Dawn' Lemon with a single blow, and even learned the famous skills of the water goddess Leda. Haha, thirteen years old. He is really a top-notch swordsman."

Darius looked at the First Prince and said with a smile, "You said at the time that you didn't want to go to such a party. It was disgusting to be under the same roof with a character like Ariel, so I went to join in the fun."

The First Prince pretended to be surprised. "Lord Darius is also interested in this kid?"

Darius shook his head. "Your Highness, rest assured. I will not attack the Boreas family, even if they have a younger member who may be one of the new 'Seven Knights of the Dawn'. Oh, maybe they should be called the Eight Knights now."

Gravel responded to Darius's teasing with a chuckle. "Chenxi? Isn't he trying to cater to the price in this battle for the crown prince? I heard that he returned to Boreas House today, and it seems that his relationship with James has eased? It seems to me that he is clearly under the instruction of Lord Saulos to conspire for the position of my first staff. Aren't you worried, Lord Darius?"

Darius's face was calm. "He is just a defeated general of Sauros. What is there to worry about? If he comes back from Fitoya and focuses the whole clan on the battle for the crown prince, maybe I can pay more attention to him."

He paused for a moment, a smile on his face.

"As for Alan Boreas Greylat, I hope that he can become the God of Water in the future as Leta said, and then become one of the seven great powers. If he can achieve such success, then Asura will have a genius in martial arts."

"No, if you ask me, it would be best if he could become one of the seven great powers and compete with the previously elusive figures. That would be applauded. If it really comes to that, I would only be happy for His Highness."

After he finished speaking, Gravel stared straight into Darius' eyes.

The latter also stared at the First Prince.

Gravel laughed and patted Darius on the shoulder.

"Sir Darius, your seriousness makes me look petty. You are really thinking about me wholeheartedly, which really makes me feel embarrassed."

His face turned serious and he spoke to Darius seriously.

"I promise that if that kid really reaches this point one day in the future, the position of prime minister will definitely belong to you, Lord Darius! The Boreas family cannot replace Lord Darius! I'll leave this to you today. Come, guard! Bring me my personal seal. I'll guarantee Lord Darius now."

Darius chuckled and waved his hand to stop the guards beside him.

"Your Highness is joking. I naturally believe your Highness."

"it is good!"

After that, the two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all.

Darius smiled and said goodbye. He turned around, and his two eyes, squeezed in his fleshy face, were exceptionally bright.

As the gods said, the thirteen-year-old Water King, Sword King, and North King. Even the Sword King and Water King are about to break through the emperor level, and are among the top seven powers. Is this a joke?

Alan Boreas Graylat.

It really makes people look forward to it more and more
After a few steps, Darius walked out of the reception room. The door was closed by the guards, and the reception room returned to silence.

After a while, there was a sound of a drawer being opened.

Under the moonlight and candlelight.

The First Prince fished out an envelope with Boreas's 'Heart of Iron' printed on it from under the table.

The candlelight licked the words on it.

A deep voice muttered.

"Allan Boreas Graylat."

"What on earth are you doing?"

Outside the window, the moonlight flows quietly over the Silver Palace.

The sun and moon change.

The palace just stood quietly on the hill of Ars.

A blink of an eye.

It was the morning of May 10th.

The upper nobility district, Boreas House.

Alan sat upright at the desk.

Steam was rising from the tea on the table.

The clock on the wall was swinging its pendulum as the dark grey pupils gazed upon it.

Click.

——9:59:59.

The ten days passed so quickly that they left no trace on his face.

Still smiling.

However, certain things.

Huge changes have taken place
For example, Alan has been staying at home for ten days without going out.

For example, as Allen's reputation gradually spread in the upper noble district, there was an endless stream of nobles who wanted to visit him, but they were all turned away. Strangely, this strange behavior further raised his reputation.

For example, Alan had a letter from the palace printed on his hand - written by the First Prince, with his personal seal on it.

For example, the toxin from the tea on the table that was eliminated by Allen's detoxification magic has lasted for seven days.

For example, Ariel visited for seven consecutive days, but was turned away by the nobles every time, and she couldn't even see Allen.

such as
After playing chess and talking with Allen for ten days, the next head of the Boreas family was [persuaded] and his face became gloomier every day than the day before.

——James.

(End of this chapter)