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

Chapter 315: The afterglow of fame, and the beginning of sudden change. Boss Long is also ready.

Jialong calendar, 414 years.

Asura's capital, Ars.

June 24th.

Tread, step.

On the streets of the upper aristocratic district, footsteps were walking slowly along the street.

The distance between each step was very precise. This was not due to deliberate calculation, but was the result of muscle memory accumulated over time by the Water God Stream.

As she walked, her black hair swayed along the soft jawline in the early morning light of Ars.

Below the shoulders, the slightly blue ends of her hair gave the morning breeze a cool feel.

The girl in the black skirt had a look of excitement as her skirt swayed.

The skirt is backless, and you can vaguely see the smooth lines of the back.

The slits on the side of the skirt reveal a glimpse of her tight long legs.

The waist is slightly narrowed, but it has removed a lot of the youthfulness that comes with age.

Isa Luti was holding a wooden basket filled with food in her hand, her eyes curved.

——The swordsman's uniform that I wore all year round last year was taken off at the beginning of summer.

Why?

Women should look after those who please themselves.

It was already summer, and Ars itself was a mountain city. The temperature was much cooler than that of the low-lying Flowing Waterfall City, especially in the early morning of summer.

But the change of seasons is naturally accompanied by the blooming of flowers in all their splendor.

The noble men who came out for a 'walk' early in the morning looked a little listless, and their fine shirts occasionally had red wine stains.

However, the female companions beside them looked more charming than the morning glow of Asura.

That's obviously not the legal wife.

It can be roughly divided into four categories.

My own lover.

Someone else’s wife.

Someone else’s lover.

There is also the public carriage from Hua Street.

Are there any carriages made of wood?
It really does.

However, that was also taken by some servants who went out to buy things in the early morning.

Which serious nobleman would take a walk here so early in the morning when the sun just comes out?
Wheels and wheels.

A carriage sped past Isaruti, accompanied by a gust of wind. A servant in the carriage leaned out to look, only to see that the skirt of the beautiful black-haired girl did not even sway.

He shrank his head dejectedly.

Isaruti watched the carriage go away and casually dusted the hem of her skirt.

The brightest flower in the Mizugami Ryuso Dojo.

Her skirt only rises at night in her own mansion.

During the day, the flow was pressed against the side of the calf, so there was no possibility of exposure.

If there is.

That can only be intentional.

Still in his own residence.

For example, when you are cooking, someone comes in from behind and accidentally bends down to get something.

The waist needs to be bent, and picking up things is just a side job.

At this time, nearly two months had passed since the "Boreas Incident", a full forty days. In the first ten days before the end of the incident, the entire upper noble district was filled with Boreas conspiracy theories and various rumors, which once made Isaruti very annoyed.

But those who were willing to show their skirts just smiled and said:
——It doesn’t matter. The full picture of the “truth” will naturally be pieced together bit by bit as time goes by.

Snap, she stopped.

He turned and looked to the side.

The neatly laid bricks of the Noble Street stretched forward into view.

A few meters away.

The mansion of Boreas in the royal capital stood quietly under the gradually rising sun.

The owner has changed.

New owner, of course.

Not sleeping at home.

He sleeps 'at home'.

The corners of Izuruti's mouth raised a little higher.

Outside the mansion, there were a few nobles stopping by to linger.

The fragmented sound of words followed the wind and the flow of sensation and penetrated into Izuluti's ears.

Alan Boreas Graylat.

Under the command of the First Prince, he is the most dazzling star of the younger generation rising in blood.

Hot in demand:

"Killing his son. Are his descendants jealous? He's gone mad. It's best if he's dead. If we leave him in the capital, he might bite you or me one day."

"During the battle for the crown prince, the power struggle within the First Prince's faction was interfered by the Notos family, using the influence of the Second Prince."

"I heard that Prince Pirremont was imprisoned?"

"The evidence is irrefutable. His Highness the Second Prince immediately cut off his wrist and pushed him out with his own hands. Killing the descendant of Boreas, one of the four noble families, in the street with the intention of provoking a civil war among the four families of Asura, although this is a big accusation, it has definitely touched the king's reverse scale. His Highness the First Prince has good means."

"What do you mean by breaking off one's arm? It's obvious that the Second Prince took advantage of him from the very beginning. It was just a tentative move. If it works, it will be a very profitable business. If it doesn't, it doesn't matter. Lord Piramiden is so stupid that he doesn't know why he came up with this trick in a fit of anger."

"But isn't it true that the Second Prince's reputation has also been greatly damaged?"

"Seeing that His Royal Highness the First Prince is gaining power, why don't you just wait for him to be killed? Boreas originally had no say in the capital, and now that Alan has shown up, His Royal Highness the First Prince will see his influence completely overshadow the other two candidates. If he doesn't take action now..."

"I heard that the Second Princess also pursued Alan Boreas Greyrat? Forty days ago, she was once a laughing stock. Looking back now, although it was embarrassing, she was a wise man who recognized the talent."

"What is this statement?"

"You still don't understand? Who is behind this 'game'?"

"Whoever benefits the most will be the one who wins the game."

"It's terrible. How old is he? He has been in the capital for less than half a month, and he has been able to stir up such a situation in the battle for the crown prince?"

"Not only is he a great warrior, he is also very adept at political scheming. I think the battle for the crown prince has come to an end early!"

"Thirteen? Tsk, tsk. Boreas is really a great man."

"Shall we have one?"

"Tsk! Go give birth to your wife!"

"Hey, didn't you already have one?"

"Then who knows who it belongs to?"

"Ah this."

"Look, that person"

"Oh, the granddaughter of His Majesty the Water God, thirteen years old, a perfect match."

Isa Luti couldn't suppress the smile when she heard this.

So happy.

And in this welcome testimony, we also piece together the situation more than 40 days later.
"fact".

What are “facts”?
Everyone believed it to be true.

That is the fact.

-

Izuluti left the Boreas mansion and walked all the way to his own mansion at the junction of the upper noble area and the free area.

Although it was early in the morning, the location was quite remote.

But it is no longer deserted.

Izuruti paused and the smile on her face disappeared.

In her sight, carriages were parked outside the mansion.

The flowers of Asra are blooming.

——The beautiful noble ladies put on exquisite makeup.

There are really all kinds of them.

A slutty bitch with heavy makeup.

White lotus on the river surface with light makeup.

She was dressed sexy and had just lost her husband. At first glance, she looked like a widowed old woman in her late twenties.

Like a flower bud, blinking its eyes, very shy, and with these little kids who are longing for their youth.

It's really a mess.
"Madam Lord"

The little brat saw Isaruti and spoke timidly.

It turned out that because he didn't know much about etiquette and was constantly instigated by his family, he ended up having a mistress.

Her words were like a stone thrown into a lake, causing a huge wave of disturbance!

Upon seeing this, the noble ladies greeted, saluted, and bowed.

There were even some people who were smart enough to come up and help Isa Luti, the future "mistress", carry the wooden basket of vegetables in her hands.

They are a group of nobles, and their manners are very good.

The corners of Izuruti's mouth kept moving up and down like water waves.

In the end, he tried to keep a straight face, ignored the many courtesy, and walked into the gate of the mansion on the road that he had consciously separated from.

The Kel'el family's mansion is not big, with a courtyard.
No, it's not even a courtyard; you can cross it in just two steps.

Izuruti went up the stairs and turned to look behind him.

The marriageable-age noblewomen did not leave at all. They were all standing outside the door, looking forward to seeing what was happening. Some were even surrounded by servants who swarmed down from the carriage.

A garden table was set up.

Two people gathered together to drink tea
Outrageous.

Isaruti shook her head, turned around, opened the door and walked in.

The door was closed, and by the window next to it, Rudy stood in front of the window like a waitress, looking out with a melancholy expression.

The dark circles are heavy.

In his hand he was holding a figurine of Alan wielding a sword.

——After Rudy’s clever use of the magic circle, he can now do some second-year sword-wielding poses on his own.

Well, sold out.

This is why Rudy has dark circles under his eyes. One day, he suddenly had an idea and tried to sell the figurine, which was still gray and white without any dye.

then
After two lifetimes, I finally experienced the joy of entering an auction house.

Transaction price: 2000 gold coins.

It was bought by a mature woman with teardrop moles at the corners of her eyes, a huge figure in front of her, and soft brown curly hair.

It is said that she is Falz's distant cousin.

Just divorced not long ago.

exaggerate.

Everyone is eyeing Alan, why doesn't anyone look at me!!!
Is it because I'm young?!
Damn it!! The Green Leaf Project is a piece of shit!!
Who came up with this?!

Izuluti looked at Rudy quietly, who was stunned. Even though he had made a lot of money, he couldn't hide his sadness.

He sighed and turned around.

But he couldn't help but be stunned again.

A red-haired girl was sitting in front of the reception table in the living room, holding a completely exquisite and final version of "Alan" figurine.

He looks serious, solemn and meticulous.

It was a lot of fun.

"Bah!"

From time to time, he would make various gestures with his knife hands, as if he was learning Alan's knife-wielding movements.

Ever since the child got the toy, he would get up early every day to play with it, and would not return to normal until after breakfast to start practicing swordsmanship.

Isaruti stared at the scene for a while, shook her head, and looked past Alice who was playing with her brother attentively.

Walked to the kitchen.

Crash.

The white-haired girl in an apron who was washing the meat for the morning meal turned her head.

Her pointed ears trembled slightly, and her shoulder-length white hair softened her facial features like a blooming oriole in summer.

Her face is as tender pink as a nightingale.

Sylphiet blinked her reddish-brown eyes and took two steps towards her.

He reached out, grabbed Isaruti's shoulder and looked out.

Of course, I was looking outside the mansion through the distant window.

"There are more people today. Alan is really popular."

As she said this, Sylphy puffed up the corners of her mouth, like a little pink bun that was bullied.

Isa Luti laughed and poked the bun until the air was deflated.

“How could it possibly become less?”

Sylphy looked sad.

Seeing this, Izuruti pursed her lips, leaned close to Sylphy's ear, and blew gently.

"But Sylphy has already won. Did you do something you shouldn't have done last night~"

Sylphy's whole body froze, and her reddish-brown eyes slowly turned to the side.

"No, no."

"Really?"

"Really? The teacher hasn't come back yet."

Isaruti tilted her head and looked at her.

"Then why are your lips purple?"

Sylphy's fur suddenly exploded when she heard that. "Ah! Purple! Purple! Purple!? Purple?"

A green light flashed, and Sylphy summoned a ball of water. Using mixed magic, she made it into a rough mirror and used it to reflect something.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Look. It's gone!"

Look up.

——Isaruti tilted her head and looked at her with a playful smile.

Sylphy's face froze, and she realized something. Her face turned red, as if blood was about to drip out.

"Is Senior Brother awake?"

"I'm up now."

"Let's go up together and call him down."

"But the food isn't ready yet."

After hearing this, Izuruti looked at Sylphy and spoke.

"When I left home in the morning, my brother brought news from the main dojo, and someone brought a message. My aunt, Lord Philip, Lord Sauros, your parents, and Uncle Paul have all arrived in Liupu City, and the news has also been passed in the past few days."

"Mom and Dad, have you come yet? But why is it just a verbal message?"

"I heard that my aunt had been traveling all the way and had hardly closed her eyes. She suddenly relaxed and fell ill."

"what!?"

"But I heard that it was due to overwork. In addition, we have learned that Alan's life is not in danger. We decided to rest in Liupu City for one night and come here tomorrow."

"Is that so? Flowing Waterfall City"

-

Flowing Waterfall City.

Summer is here, and the river is beating with waves under the scorching sun.

The snow on the peaks of the snow-capped mountains near Ars is melting faster, causing the water level to naturally rise sharply.

The sound of water
"Guest, guest, this is it. I haven't come here for a long time. The rent has been paid for a long time and now it seems that no one is here."

In a somewhat run-down hotel, the middle-aged man who seemed to be the owner took out the key tremblingly and opened the door in front of him.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

It was damp, with a somewhat decayed smell in the air. The room was very messy, with wine bottles all over the floor.

The only clean place is the window at the end facing you.

The sunlight shines through the window into the house and hits the slightly messy table.

They were all blueprints of magic arrays, as well as scattered 'divine servants' made of flower-scale fish scales, tiny and fragmented scales that sparkled with luster.

It is carefully dotted in the corners of the flower-scaled fish's eyes, sparkling with light.

This is the top floor attic of the hotel. Because of its seclusion, it is rented out for a long time by a killer named Puppet Master.

But now.

The killer is dead.

The shop owner trembled and looked at the person beside him.
people.

His body was almost two meters tall, and he was wearing a rough and tattered hooded coat that covered his entire face.

Apart from being tall, there doesn't seem to be anything special about it.

However.
Wow.
The owner peed his pants.

The hood trembled slightly, as if it was about to turn its head to look.

"what!!!!"

The next moment, the shop owner finally couldn't bear the fear deep in his soul anymore, and sat down on the ground. However, he didn't even sit still, and he rolled away.

The strange man in the hooded coat took a small step forward when he saw this, and then just watched quietly as the owner's leaking figure disappeared from his sight.

He was silent for a moment, turned around, lowered his head, and reached into the attic.

Swish! ! !
A figure rushed out of the door, breaking through the sound of the wind, and in a flash, he came in front of the hooded man.

The next moment, his whole body stiffened.

——A doll.

A finger points to the other person's forehead.

The hooded man withdrew his hand, walked to the table, looked at the "God's Servant" on the table in silence, and stretched out his hand to open the skylight.

Creaking, the summer wind blew into the house from outside the skylight and circled around the hooded man.

Climb over the eaves.

Touch the magic circle drawing on the table.

Jump over the bottles on the ground.

It hit the puppet that was standing quietly.

It was blown into a ball of powder, which then splashed all over the ground.

The steel is no longer recognizable.

It looks more like fine sand along the river bank.

Rough and wild, his voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

It made a sound like a raging river hitting rocks.

"The son of Chaos."

"died."

“This has never happened before.”

The "Divine Servant" on the table was picked up, and the fish scales at the corners of its eyes also sparkled.

In the Stirlan sect, are there any loyal believers left?

The scales dotted the sides of the Divine Servant's eyes.

It is nothing more than a clumsy reconstruction caused by some unforgettable memory.

The hood was blown up by the wind from the window and fell on his broad shoulders.

A head of messy silver hair flanked the rough lines of his facial features that were carved by a knife or an axe.

The golden pupils were like magma rolling in the eyes.

Corner of eye.

Decorated with dragon scales.

Shining with the light of God's name.

　James is going to be killed at the end of the second volume.

　　The third volume should also end with the killing of James.

　　Give Allen's plan a perfect end.

　　A short volume with a big transition, explaining some causes and effects and plot highlights. It doesn't fit the title if it is placed in the later volume, so a separate volume is opened for transition.

　　It ends in ten chapters and enters the fourth volume.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)