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

Chapter 313 Lala? James's death. [5400, please vote, it's not too much. ]

【Allen. ）】

The smoke and dust floated in front of the door and Alan's face, as harmless as the wind in late spring.

However, the person whose name was called only felt a chill running down his spine.

However, the Water God School's information processing capabilities are fast.

After a moment of surprise, Alan reacted immediately.

"【Location】, target, Lokishi!"

The next moment, the smoke and dust began to move in front of his face, and the smoke and dust vortex that had just calmed down was stirred up again by someone far away.
agitation.

The words rolled up and floated in the center of his sight.

There was no response to Allen's request.

It turned out to be a comment similar to the one the system makes every time it releases a task.

[Acquire desires, block thoughts, hide purposes, and manipulate situations, pulling up all desires at the same time, causing drastic fluctuations in the future timeline, and avoiding uncontrollable potential threats in actions to the greatest extent. ]

[You created a situation with your own hands, forcing the Greyrat family in Buena Village and the Boreas family in Fitoya to migrate according to your wishes, and travel back and forth to the capital, thus avoiding a large-scale migration once and for all.]

Alan stared at the system.

But Yanchen always responded with a "smile".

But it was just an illusion.

That's not a smile.

It just floated gently in front of Alan, soft, calm, without too many emotional fluctuations, trying to tell Alan certain facts.

As it continued to dissipate, wisps of smoke disappeared in the air.

[Alan, you have done your best to do the best you can at the moment. ]

[Very good, keep it up and believe in yourself. ]

[No matter what happens in the future, don't panic, don't be depressed, relax a little. It's not advisable to shoulder everything alone, try to trust your partners. ]

【Then.】

【Please remember.】

【you】

Alan suddenly shouted in his mind and subconsciously reached out to grab the disappearing smoke.

"Wait! Lala! ! "

As a result, he caught nothing.

His fingers crushed the last wisp of smoke and the last line of words.

【Walking on the right path. 】

The smoke and dust disappeared without a trace.

Alan called the system positioning several times in a hurry, but received no feedback.

He squinted his eyes and supported the door with his hands, his emotions fluctuating violently.

Who would have thought that influencing the future would not only cause humans and gods to go offline, but would also cause Lala to appear?

No, that's not right. Lala is also offline.

The dispersing smoke and dust. The window of the system panel. At present, it looks more like.
A channel, a manifestation of a channel connecting the present world.

The human god and Lala actually share the same passage?

And it seems that causing future changes will itself affect the stability of this channel?

The stability of the channel is affected, so the 'gaze', 'sight' and 'information' coming from the other side are all blocked, showing an 'offline' state.

why?
Alan pinched his forehead and thought for a while with a gloomy expression, but because he lowered his head, he saw the knife he was holding.

He was silent for a moment.

Close your eyes.

Breathe in. Exhale.

Open your eyes again.

The doubt and suspicion in his eyes had disappeared.

Is everything the best arrangement?
Then do what you should do now.

With a creak, the door was opened.

Alan stepped into the bedroom, walked along the corridor, turned around, went down the stairs, and walked along the corridor again.

Stopped in front of the study door.

He tilted his head to look at the door handle, then smiled and pushed the door open.

Inside the house, in front of the window, James sat at the desk. His hair, which was always meticulously groomed, was a little messy, and the lines on his face looked even deeper.

He was staring at the table with a dull look in his eyes.

There is a chess game there.

Endgame.

The black chess piece has both its king and queen alive, only one of its chariots is broken, the ministers are alive, and there are still three soldiers.

The white chess piece is left with only a lonely king.

Being stared at by James.

When the latter heard Alan coming in, his arm muscles suddenly tensed up, and then he stretched out his hand to grab the king in front of him, but then he realized that he was too "cowardly" and forced himself to relax.

He didn't look up, but spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Here you go, sit down."

He looked very tired, and then the sound of footsteps came into his ears from far away, one step at a time.

But he didn't walk to the other side, but came behind him.

James was stunned for a moment and wanted to look up, but he saw two pieces of letter paper being thrown lightly on the table.

He looked over subconsciously.

Aslan's simple royal crest caught James's eyes, and for some reason, he felt a stinging pain in his eyes.

The next moment, a hand reached out from behind and grabbed the king in his hand!

James was suddenly startled and tightly grasped the chess piece in his hand.

However, the 'usurper' hand actually began to slowly bend his fingers. James had a lie in his mind and subconsciously used his fighting spirit to wrestle with it.

Casually, another hand came into view.

Slowly, powerfully, irresistibly, without any chance of resistance
Flexing his fingers one by one.

James' body began to tremble and sweat oozed from his forehead. He wanted to use his other hand to fight for it, but found that his whole body was stiff as a piece of wood and he could not move.

I could only watch my fingers being pried apart one by one.

Thumb, index finger, middle finger, ring finger, little finger.

Then, the whole body was clean and spotless.

The 'king', who symbolized the pinnacle of power, was easily captured by the other party.

Make a fist and release it.

The exquisite chess pieces made from the tusks of the elephant jaw monster were used as annihilation powder and poured down along the gaps between the fingers.

Crash.

The gravel flowed and was gently blown by the wind outside the window, and completely disappeared from James' sight.

As if it had never existed.

"The time has come, James. I said I would give you ten days, yes or no?"

James had heard this nightmare-like voice every day for the past ten days, and he suddenly felt a sense of oppression and chill on the back of his neck. He turned his head sharply to look at the calendar on the table beside him.

——May 10th.

In his peripheral vision, the letter was picked up by the person behind him and passed before his eyes.

There was no doubt that it was a letter from the First Prince.

First Prince, why did he write to Alan? Why did he write to him alone?
Why? ?
The footsteps sounded again, and Alan's back occupied his entire field of vision, gradually shrinking and moving away towards the door.

James' face froze, and then his whole body began to tremble violently. He hurriedly stood up, but overturned the table and chessboard in front of him, and stumbled to Alan's side.

"What are you going to do! Why don't you play chess with me today? Why?!?!!"

"Speak! Alan Boreas Greyrat!!"

"What are you going to do? Are you going to the First Prince's house? What did he write to you in the letter?"

"Invite? This is not an invitation! Impossible! The First Prince cannot invite only you to his house. I am the head of the Boreas family! Why are you going out? Alan!!"

"Why don't you respond to me? I'm your father! I'm your father!!"

"Don't you want to play chess with me? Come on! Come on!! Let's play fast chess, your specialty today! Don't leave!"

"Don't go! Alan! Don't go! Alan!!"

"Alan!! Don't push me!! Don't push me!!!"

The voices became louder and louder, waves upon waves, and in the end it turned into panicked roars.

However, Allen ignored James the entire time, and even carried him out of the mansion when he was pulling his arm.

His gait was leisurely, and each step seemed to have been precisely measured, not an inch more or less.

I went down to the first floor from the second floor.

He walked out of the door under the jealous gaze of his 'relatives' in the hall.

Walked into the courtyard.

Walk through the atrium.

Finally, they arrived at the gate of Boreas's mansion.

He reached out to climb the fence and tried to open the door, but James grabbed his hand.

The latter had messy hair draped in front of his eyes and was screaming at Alan at the top of his lungs.

"The First Prince's letter cannot be an invitation to you!! His Highness would not go over my head to recruit you! What are you doing with the letter? Rebellious son! Come back!! Play chess with me!!"

However, the only response he got was a smile with narrowed eyes and indifferent words.

"James, don't you understand?"

"No matter whether you play fast or slow chess, you can't beat me."

The door was slowly opened with a creak, and then the unpleasant sound of boot soles breaking was heard.

Alan actually carried the agitated James and the iron gate of the fence away from the spot.

The bars in his hands twisted and bent, but Alan's movements were firm and unwavering.

Just like his voice and his 'earnest teachings' every day over the past ten days.

A knife stabbed into James' heart.

The creaking iron door was still wailing.

"You can't beat me at chess, that's okay, it's not your fault."

The soles of my boots are already scratched.

"The capable are at the top. This is an eternal truth."

The iron gate and fence were twisted into a knot.

"In the future, you can spend your days leisurely, playing chess at home and figuring out your moves. I can let you, and I can wait for you."

Bang! ! !

The iron gate was pulled down by Allen and fell to the ground with James.

The latter looked up at Alan with a dejected expression.

Alan stepped out of the door and tilted his head to look at him.

The lip shape brings the "judgment" of the future head of the Boreas family.

——I will let you live a few more years. This is a slow game. What will happen if you turn the tables?
James, I will take the position of head of the family first.

Why do we speak with lip language?
Because there was a whole circle of nobles standing outside the door, everyone was looking in astonishment at the future head of Boreas and the most outstanding young man in the future who had not stepped out of the house for ten days.

Today's 'betting banquet' has already started at noon.

But before the odds were fully set, the real owner had already walked out of the door of Boreas's house.

Alan gave the nobles a reserved smile, with the clarity unique to a teenager on his face, then turned and walked out of the crowd.

James stared at Alan's back in a daze for a long time, and then he threw the iron door on his body to his side!
Bang!

He got up from the ground and yelled at Alan like a madman.

"I'm going to kill you!! I'm going to kill you!!!"

Before he could shout a few words, he was hurriedly pulled back by the descendants of Boreas and the butler. The neighing sound faded away, but it was still clear.

"I am going to kill you!!!!!"

"ALLEN BOREAS GRERALT!!!"

“Kill you!!!!”

The nobles were all dumbfounded, watching this farce with very interesting expressions.

Wait until they come to their senses.

Alan's figure had disappeared in front of the gate of Boreas's mansion.

Outside the crowd.

About ten meters away.

Alan walked forward, along the street, turned, and headed towards the palace.

——10:07.

There are not many shops passing by, but it is an exquisite and elegant commercial street.

A group of adventurers just walked out of the weapon shop. All of them were men with swords on their waists. They followed Alan with laughter.

——10:17.

When passing through the upper aristocratic district, there are specially designed red-light districts with a full range of styles.

Just then some servants came out of the brothel, seemingly to buy things for the girls, all carrying bags in their hands.

——10:35.

Passing by the gate of the Noble District Theater with the words "Silver Theater" hanging on it.

A group of knights dressed in colorful and flamboyant costumes just walked out and were discussing the play that was about to be performed.

——11:12.

Passing by the exquisite bridge over a tributary of the Eltil River.

At the nearby dock, boatmen with short knives on their waists jumped out from the boats, pretending to be shouting that they were going to have some meat in the red-light district.

Time keeps passing.

There were more and more idle people gathering behind Alan, while the cars of nobles passing by on the roadside gradually disappeared.

The former came to the upper noble area in small batches from the adventurer resettlement area within ten days, and made a "living" in the information gap separated by the city wall.

The latter went to the "Boreas Mansion Banquet" that was deliberately hyped up by someone, but in fact it was a street where they were betting on spinach, and took a look at the "excitement" in the aroused emotions.

And Alan just kept on going with a smile.

When passing by a quiet street, he suddenly took a step and turned into the alley.

Seeing this, the faces of the people behind him changed and they all started running, suddenly converging from all corners of the wide street and rushing towards the alley where Alan was.

A turn!
The first seven people rushed into the alley, but then suddenly stopped.

According to the intelligence, the noble boy who was deliberately given a "false reputation" because of the noble power game stood opposite to everyone.

There was a look full of smiles in the dark pupils.

"The number of people is about right."

The cold light drew an arc in front of him.

Seeing this, the seven killers who came from the adventurer resettlement area stomped their feet on the ground and shot out.

The next moment, he only lifted one leg.

A gust of wind came from nowhere and blew on everyone's faces.

Snapped.

Alan stepped at the entrance of the alley and looked at the corpses that were so close around him.

"It seems to be the same force. James did not respond to the instigation of Piremon and the Second Royal Family."

"But it doesn't matter."

'This corner of the land stinks.'

As the heart spoke, the footsteps faded away.

"It should be given to this royal capital."

'Bring some bloody cleansing.'

Behind him, corpses fell like rain.

Keep falling.

The neat alleys and streets were blown into blood-red flowers.

This is the path of the Light.

And before the light.

There are more 'corpses' fleeing.

-

Bang! The King on the chessboard rolled over the dead body of the Warhorse.

Declare the end of the game.

The office residence of the Knights of the Dawn is a small manor on the edge of the royal palace.

In the living room, the two talked.

——12:23.

The Water Emperor Lilfa, the king's guardian knight, frowned as he placed the chess pieces.

"Isn't the extravagant life in Ars good? Why do you always want to return to the barren land in the north? What if the Holy Land of Swords is given to those brainless Sword Gods?"

Next to the chessboard, the golden sword shone quietly.

Xino was silent and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lilfa wanted to say something again, but suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door.

Sino and Lilfa looked up at the door at the same time.

The next moment, the door was pushed open!

The person who came was Lemon. He was usually calm and composed, but sweat was dripping from his forehead. His urgency was evident on his face. He didn't even say hello and quickly started talking.

"Uncle Master! There was bloodshed in the upper noble district."

Lilfa interrupted with a frown.

"What's the hurry? Have you caught the person?"

Lemon paused and glanced at Xino and Lilfa.

The meaning is obvious.

The faces of the latter two changed drastically and they stood up suddenly.

-

The footsteps stirred up the sound of sticky water.

A narrow alleyway—seven bodies.

On the street outside—nine mutilated bodies.

The bridge over the river - four bodies.

In front of the theater - two mutilated bodies.

The streets of Flower Street - a corpse.

A commercial street - two corpses.

The marks on the ground were very obvious, and the bloody footprints extended forward. The marks left behind clearly told the situation at that time.

——The killer was calm and composed. The victim fled in panic, only to be killed, one cut after another, until they were all slain.

However, the corpses did not look miserable, because they were all beheaded with a single knife.

So it’s not that bloody.

This is just a one-sided massacre.

Kenshin Style, Sword of Light.

The move was swift and above the king level.

Lines of blood flowed all the way down the street outside.

It's finally over.

The destination is also easy to determine.

Who is the most prestigious sword king in the capital recently?

Pah. The footsteps landed in front of the gate of Boreas's mansion. Sino's face was extremely gloomy, while Lilfa's face was full of anger.

Outside the gate of the mansion, the nobles stood in the distance watching with pale faces.

At the gate that had been completely pulled down, the water kings with pale faces stood at a loss in front of the mansion, waiting for the Sword Emperors to arrive.

No one was injured.

Because there was no time for the battle to break out.

The situation in the mansion also made it difficult for everyone to make a reliable judgment, so they could only wait for the person who could really make the decision to come.

Xino glanced at everyone and saw Chenxi rushing forward to report.

But Lilfa beside him had already rushed towards the mansion angrily following the bloody footprints on the ground.

Xino followed.

The atrium is not big.

After a few steps, they arrived at the gate of the mansion.

On the floor, bloody footprints spread all the way into the reception room on the first floor.

Lilfa narrowed his eyes and quickly stood in front of the open door.

However, as his footsteps landed, his body suddenly stiffened.

Seeing this, Xino gritted his teeth and followed closely, about to step over Lilfa's side.

But his movements froze.

He slowly lowered his raised foot.

The soles of the boots touched the ground.

In the sight, the situation in the living room can be seen at a glance:

On both sides of the long table, Boreas's mistress, Boreas's second son, and Boreas's butler sat around the table, their bodies tense.

Hearing the footsteps, they all turned around to look.

——Everyone’s face was pale and their expressions were as panic-stricken as if they were in the clouds.

At the end of the long table.

Above the main seat.

Alan was drinking tea from the cup, sticky blood covered half of his face, and mist was rising in front of his face.

Tea is still hot.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xino and Lilfa.

"Here we go, uncles."

"sit down."

Lilfa's forehead twitched, but he didn't move.

Xino just stared at the steaming teapot on the table, his eyes moving along the table.

The candlesticks carefully polished by the craftsmen, the spices with pleasant smells, the red wine shipped from the territory of Miritz, and the enamel glass cups reflecting the light.

——The reception table in the noble’s house was very tidy, and the items were arranged very elegantly.

The owner of the Boreas Mansion in the royal capital, James Boreas Greyrat, was watching the two of them quietly.

Right at Alan's hand.

Just a head, placed on a square table.

Broken neck, very neat too.

The arrangement is also very exquisite.

look.

The blood is still hot.

(End of this chapter)