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

Chapter 332 Dream, in the name of foreknowledge, the disappearing golden finger? In the opposite dir

Chapter 332 Dream, in the name of "precognition", the disappearing golden finger? In the opposite direction, someone is trapped on the "main island"

——The story begins with a dream, which is related to the golden finger. I will not remind you of it later——

Alan felt like he had gone back to when he was very young.

No, to be precise, it was when I was in my mother's womb.

It's an amazing feeling.

People have no memories of infancy, and Alan was quite sure that this was the feeling of being in the mother's womb.

Mysterious and profound, blessings come to the heart.

There is a hazy light, perhaps it is my mother taking me to bask in the midday sun.

The midday sun shone through the belly of the mother as she lay down, through that layer of flesh and blood, and to me, it felt as faint as if I had closed my eyes and suddenly turned on the porch light.

The main tone of "Here" is still dark. You can't see the sun, but it doesn't make people feel cold. On the contrary, the darkness is very soft, making people feel extremely safe from the bottom of their hearts.

The warm water soaked my entire body, floating up and down, swaying from side to side.

It makes people feel very warm, without any of the pain that burned the whole body and tore the soul apart.

It's shaking so much that it makes people feel sleepy.

However, why does it always feel like there is a layer of hazy white fog in my field of vision?

I clearly had my eyes closed.

Never mind. Go to sleep.
Clatter. Clatter.

Something was touching his face, something wet, like Sylphy's wet hair, it made his face itchy and made him want to open his eyes and pounce on it and bite it hard.

Clatter. Clatter.

Something was constantly slapping at my face, just like when I was in a warm car on a winter day and the window was suddenly opened, the cold air blew in my face and merged with the warm air from the air conditioner inside the window, fogging up my glasses.

It's like climbing a mountain and camping at the top of the mountain for the night. The moment you open the tent, the morning mist pierces into the curtain, and your eyebrows are instantly wet by the misty mountain fog.

Wow
Wow
Hmm? No? Why can't it stop? The wind? Did Sylphy open the window? Is this a prank?
It really disturbs my sleep.
Alan couldn't bear it anymore, so he reluctantly let his consciousness separate from his mother's warm belly and regained consciousness.

Opened his eyes.

"I said hee hee hee hee!!!"

Crash! The oncoming white mist filled his mouth!
The violent gale was like a thousand cold knives piercing his face, shaking his black hair into a mess! Thick white fog flashed quickly under his eyes! His vision was bleak!
The next moment!
Boom! Alan rushed out of the fog!

It's clouds!

The black pupils suddenly contracted!

Ocean! Land! The island is so small, so far away. But it is right in front of us!

——It was so small that he had never seen this bird's-eye view of 'takeoff' since he traveled through time and space and had not been on a plane before!

I took off, didn't I? Wait? Where's my plane? How the hell did I take off physically?

In an instant, memories poured like boiling water onto Alan's frozen brain.

The scene before the transfer suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory, and Alan reacted in just a flash.

No! I traveled through time! The Great Shift! The Great Shift happened ahead of schedule! And the scope has expanded inexplicably!
Senis! Lilia! Aisha! Is Norn also involved in the Great Transfer?!
Where are Sylphy and the others? !
How the hell did I get dizzy! Damn! Fortunately, there was a cloud, otherwise I would have fallen to death in my dream?!

I'm going to fall to my death! Who will save them if I die?
No, who the hell will save me if I fall to death?

Not right either.
"Don't!"

"he!"

"mom!"

"chaos!"

"miss you!"

"It's over!"

come down!

Alan fell rapidly in the air!
With just a glance at the ground, Mr. Sword Emperor realized that there was not much time left for him to make an emergency landing as chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind!

The altitude of this bird's-eye view combined with the position of the cumulonimbus clouds means that it can only take a maximum of ten seconds!

The star-like islands in the field of vision were coming towards his face!
"Fighting Qi! Dragon Saint Fighting Qi! ! "The fierce fighting qi surged out of the man's body! It surged wildly! It exploded the air!
The cloud broke apart, but it was no use!
"No! It's too high! There's nothing to lean on. We can't use the reaction force to make an emergency landing like we did the time we fell off the cliff!"

"Blowing magic! Imitating Sylphy's emergency landing! Blowing magic!! "

'But I have no fucking magic! ! '

"Fuck! I'm going to fall to my death! If I don't try, I'll die! Try it!"

"Fortunately, I practiced the Water God Style. If it was the Sword God Style, I wouldn't be able to remember the spells! The remaining wind spirits in the world! Respond to my call and obey my command! Blowing Technique!! "

Alan, who had never practiced blowing magic, chanted the spell in a panic, prying the rules to allow his magic power to be drawn out, and swung it out according to his intuition!
But the amazing thing was that even though he had never used this elementary magic, it created a huge whistle of wind out of thin air. "Boom!" The huge wind pressure even formed an "air hole" visible to the naked eye in front of Allen, which also successfully "hung" Allen's side in the sky.

two seconds.

Keep falling!

The power shocked even Alan himself.

'? The primary blowing technique is so powerful? Magic! Any more?! Magic. There is still a little left! Blowing technique! ! '

"Boom!"

"I'm falling! Damn! There's no more magic power! What's wrong? Wait! Why is there another one? The Blowing Technique! ! "

"Boom!"

The reaction force of the blowing technique slowed down his body! Without the "reincarnation magic" that constantly draws magic power from his body, Allen's magic power recovery speed has returned to normal!

In just two seconds, enough energy was restored to use one enhanced blowing magic!

Falling! Boom! Reaction! Hanging in the air for two seconds! The magic power I just recovered is used up! Keep falling!

The magic power was constantly drained and then there was time to catch my breath.

Repeat this cycle seven times!

Alan's hair began to turn white rapidly from the hairline, until the last time, it had become completely white like the clouds in the sky.

However, he himself was completely unaware of this. He kept adjusting in the air to divert his landing from the point where he was about to fall into the sea to an island below him.

During this process, because he really had no time to think too much, he subconsciously chose a conspicuous coordinate.

That red 'cushion'!
Falling!! Getting closer!!
Boom! ! ! ! !
Alan slammed into the middle of the mountain on the island, and his fighting spirit surged wildly! In an instant! All the trees within a five-meter radius were crushed into powder!

Smoke and dust spread everywhere!!
He opened his eyes!

"Success!"

He stood up, stretched out his hand and was about to brush off the dust in front of his eyes, but then his movements suddenly stopped.

Alan subconsciously looked at his raised hand, and a mysterious "sense of déjà vu" came over him - where did he seem to have done this before? There was also dust all over the ground after the fall, and the forced landing was also done through the blowing magic, and the falling process just now was exactly the same.
strangeness.
But before he could think more.

My sight was drawn to the falling situation in front of me.

Not loess smoke.

What caught my eye was the endless white fog.

A vast expanse of white.

There are no boundaries, no end, and no human figures.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up again, just for a moment, as if the frame had dropped.

The white mist disappeared from his eyes.

It seems to be just an illusion.

Crash, crash.

The sound of waves hitting the side of the boat was so clear, and the damp vapor brought by the waves wet his face.

The blazing red pierced his eyes.

In the distance, a rising red sun is rising from the sea level.

Watching this scene, Alan's heart pounding at the life-and-death moment just now fell from the clouds into the bottom of his heart. The feeling of security, warmth, and a hint of happiness very incongruously and abruptly replaced Alan's anxiety just now.

He lowered his head in a daze. His hands were holding the railing on the side of the ship. The railing was very rotten and even broken near the thumb of his right hand.

In the blink of an eye, Alan was transferred from the island to a boat.

A feeling of doubt surged in Alan's heart. He felt that the scene before him was too absurd, and made him feel as if he was dreaming.

However, the emotion of happiness was so clear that even the feeling of doubt could not cover it up. The sensory current fed back the condition of the body to Alan's brain. His legs and feet felt a little weak, his mentality was very peaceful, and he even felt lazy all over.

The source is right within sight.

On the left side of the ship, in front of the railing, a small hand was firmly grasping his left hand.

The body temperature "crawls" over along the point where the skin touches.

At this moment, Alan felt his heart skip a beat.

then.

He missed the target.

Boom! ! !
The wooden house on the top of the mountain was awakened by someone from his sleep. The fighting spirit that was suddenly released with a kick of his legs directly blew off the roof!
At this time, the sky was still dark on the top of the mountain. A week had passed since the first "God's Descent" that shocked the world. The dark clouds in the sky caused by the turbulent flow of magic power had been eroding the "hole in the sky" for seven days, and were then dispelled by the "God's Descent" again.

Four times already.

Thanks to this, Alan's reputation has reached its peak among the twenty-nine adventurers who survived the attack by the tide of ghost monsters.

Especially last night when the boat was repaired.

Everyone rushed to the top of the hill excitedly, pulled him out of the wooden house, threw him into the air, and cheered his name.

Under the light of the campfire, even if they ate grilled fish without any seasoning every day for seven days, the faces of these adventurers, whose cheeks were sunken from hunger a week ago, did not look so scary.

At least, the hope for life in his eyes is so bright.

What is God?
He is God!
So, we rested for the last night and had a good meal! This morning, we set off.

Say goodbye to this nightmare island!

This is why everyone has woken up, but no one took the initiative to wake up Alan. Although they were anxious, they still waited patiently for Mr. Alan to wake up naturally.

Announce the departure personally.

Now, Mr. Allen is awake!!

"Still so intense? Is this the sixth time?! Mr. Allen is really a tough guy, changing a roof in one day. I'm so envious."

"What are you jealous of?"

"Full of energy!! The sun is high in the sky!!"

"Fuck you! The sun isn't even out yet."

"Just tell me whether you are envious or not?"

"I envy you. When will there be a saint from the Miris sect who will take the initiative to squat in front of me? Ah~"

"? How can I be envious of this? Wait! What are you doing!!!???"

Inside the house, Alan lay among the broken wood, silent.

This is the seventh time I have had this dream. It has come every day in the past seven days and it is very stable.

No, this time there is a change.

There was a scene of myself falling in the beginning, and then there was still standing on the boat by the sea watching the sunrise. And every time I turned around to see who was holding my hand, the boat would suddenly shake, and I would step on nothing in my dream and suddenly wake up.

In reality, I kicked out of anger and the roof was blown off six times.
"Mr. Allen, are you okay? It looks like you're having a nightmare today?"

With a splash, a figure squatted in front of a table not far from Allen, boiling water using elementary magic. She was already accustomed to the scene of suddenly kicking the roof off.

Melna had been eating meat for seven days, even without carbohydrates. With the recovery of her magic power, her complexion was much better than a week ago. After washing her priest's uniform, the cuffs embroidered with the gold-edged emblem of the Miris sect were exposed. Her pretty face did not look too old after being free of filth.

It was really just like Senis, who escaped from the temple in anger and became an adventurer, only to run into disaster.

Perhaps it was because he had been under the protection of the temple for too long, but after deliberately "forgetting" the hellish experience of a week ago, a bit of "clear stupidity" could still be seen in his blue eyes.

Alan stood up from the ground, patted the wood stubble on his body, and looked at Melna.

"I told you, you don't need to serve me tea or water, just do what you need to do."

Hearing the word "fuck" in Asura from Alan's mouth, Melna's hands froze and her face looked a little embarrassed.

As he spoke, Alan walked straight to the window, opened the curtains made of torn canvas, and looked outside.

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The adventurers waved and greeted each other.

The former glanced over and nodded one by one, but paused for a few people.

First of all, there is Löw, the guy who was determined to go back for "revenge". After repeatedly trying to persuade Allen to no avail in the past seven days, he seemed to have accepted the fact that he had to return to land, and was eating fish with a smile on his face.

When he saw Alan looking at him, he raised his hand high to greet him.

There seems to be a sense of calm madness.

Clem, who was beside him, had been asking him to teach him the Divine Strike Technique for seven days. After repeatedly receiving the feedback that "there is no technique, just rely on feeling", he now looked at Allen with a bitter face, wanting to cry but without tears.

It's like he has accepted the fact that he is a waste.

Not far away, the bald North Saint Oss was standing in front of the campfire in the middle of the camp. When he saw Alan looking over, he bowed and greeted him, but his eyes were fixed on Melna, who was holding a basin of water and handing it to the window behind Alan. There was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Everything is normal.
Alan was stunned for a moment, coming back to his senses from the detached feeling of just waking up from a dream.

Wait, who are you envious of?

"Mr. Allen, the water temperature is just right, please wash your face."

Alan lowered the curtains and turned to look behind him at the former saint Melna, who was standing with her hands folded in front of her, looking like a well-behaved noble lady of Milis.

He spoke.

"Don't worry, you've been here every morning for seven days. They won't make things difficult for you in the future. Once you get ashore, you can sell the magic stones you got this time for a good price. When you return to Miris, the mountains are high and the waters are far away. No one knows what happened in the past few months, and you don't have to worry about your reputation."

"Once you're on board, you won't have to do this anymore."

Melna, who was neatly dressed, froze and remained silent for a moment, only lowering her head and humming.

".Thank you, I'm out."

"Ah."

The footsteps faded away, Melna opened the door and walked out. Whistles were heard outside the door. She fled back to her wooden house in a panic, stumbling on the way.

Alan picked up the grilled fish on the table and started his morning meal.

In six days, his tattered clothes were replaced with leather armor commonly used by adventurers. His dry white hair, because of its hard texture, naturally turned into a messy back hair after a few days of carrying it on his back.

Oss felt his eyes hurt every time he saw her sharp look.

It's not because his facial features look fierce, but because he is the only swordsman among these adventurers who can sense Alan's "sword intent".

Allen used his soul to 'scan' the Dragon Saint Fighting Spirit Crystal in his stomach, looking at the micro magic circle that had been re-branded on it.

——Primary healing technique, from Clem.

——Basic detoxification technique comes from the mentality of a certain fan, an adventurer who chases after Allen's flattery every day.

——Emperor-level divine striking technique, produced and sold by ourselves.

——Boundary Technique, blank. Allen had not had any physical contact with Melna in the past few days, and she had no chance to use the barrier technique again.

'Reincarnation cultivation manual, detection ability.'

[No new capabilities were found.]

Alan glanced at the system panel left by Lara Boreas Greyrat: [This reincarnation is absolutely safe], [Source of reincarnation: The fusion of "God of Skill" and "God of Devil": Demon Dragon King - Laplace.] and the system panel that has been renamed [Manual for the cultivation of reincarnation body].

His eyes flickered as he asked in his heart language.

"Since you are the training manual for the [Reincarnation Body] of the Demon Dragon King Laplace, does that mean you can only recognize the abilities of the Demon Dragon King Laplace?"

[Yes. The information about the source of reincarnation is all preset through the magic circle. If it is not preset, it will naturally be impossible to retrieve it successfully.]

'.How is my physical condition? Are there any other changes?'

【No. 】

'OK. ’

A week ago, after the four magic circles in Allen's stomach were consumed, he immediately verified the nature of the [Cultivation Manual] and what his daughter said in the second round, "This time, the incarnation is absolutely safe." He deduced that she had modified the source of the incarnation, and that "absolute safety" refers to the "absolute safety" at the source.

There were no physical changes during this week, which was confirmed by the cultivation manual.

The only difference was the strange dream that came suddenly.

Therefore, this dream is most likely related to my new ability to be incarnated.

But the truth is cruel.

This Gou Ba Meng is a fixed scene that cannot be changed. It does not contain any meaning of ability at all. It is like an immersive movie clip that plays regularly in one's mind every night.

Do I have to watch an art film when I watch a movie?

Alan took another look at [Absolutely Safe] and his mouth twitched.

Lala, what you mean by "absolute safety" doesn't mean "because the ability is useless, it is absolutely safe."

Cheating
He pinched his forehead with a headache.

However, judging by the comments, in the first round, under the guidance of Lala Greyrat, I did join the main storyline of No Job as a powerful passerby, and it is very likely that "HITOGAMI" did not even do the encounter with the Red Dragon's Jaw, which led to all the plot lines being different from now.

The ending is that he and Lala Greyrat successfully reunited in the future, and Lala's plan was partially successful, but because she was schemed against by the human god and Laplace turned against her, in the end, most of the people around him should have died.

There is a high probability that I felt deceived and did something, so I forced myself to start the second round, fully entered the game, and gave birth to Lala Boreas Greyrat, which was completely contrary to the plan for Lala Greyrat in the first round.

But this doesn't make sense.

In that week, how do you control the "Secret Art of Reincarnation" belonging to Lara Boreas and exert your own influence?
A mess.
But what is certain is that
The world line I am in is at least three weeks later.

What exactly is the "future"? After so many rounds of playing, there is still no happy ending?
There was a long silence.

Only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Finally, the fish was eaten.

The time to set sail has also arrived.

At dawn, beside the reef on the edge of the island, there was a "Ship of Theseus" with wooden boards of various colors. The hull of the ship had been exposed to rain for two months and was covered with hair, the wood was rotten, and there were traces of filling everywhere.

The human voice is inspiring.

Each adventurer happily carried his luggage onto the ship, most of which were magic stones left behind by ghosts and keepsakes from his companions.

Not taking the body of your companion?

Of course not, every adventurer is prepared to be left dead in the wilderness.

As long as we bring the money back home, it will be the greatest reward for their souls in heaven.

Love was carrying a huge bag, and Clem was beside him, complaining to his 'changed' partner about the unfairness of fate.

The latter just smiled in an ambiguous manner.

There is no magic stone in the deep backpack.

But colorful mushrooms.

Someone was shouting, and the sound waves were rising one after another.

"set sail!!"

"Return to land!!"

"Set off!!"

"one two Three"

"Mr. Allen, you are God!!!"

"Oh wow~~"

A burst of ghostly screams.

Alan shook his head and leaned against the railing of the boat, feeling the sea breeze behind him.

Take a deep breath.

'It's over. Time to return to land. We've been delayed for too long.'

Turning around, he leaned against the fence and looked at the sea in the distance.

Dark clouds were spitting out thunder in the distant sky, but it looked a little gloomy.

At this moment, because Alan had been clearing the sky with divine strikes in the past few days, the dark clouds in this corner of the land had faded a lot.

Even the dark clouds in the distance over the eastern sea had begun to take on a faint purple hue.

That's because the sun is rising on the other side of the clouds.

"If it were a sunny day, you would be able to see a red sun rising from the sea by now."

'It's just like the one in my dream'

'Sample'

Alan looked at the sky in the distance, and looked and looked.

The smile froze on his face.

He lowered his head in surprise.

There was no sign of a broken fence next to the thumb of the right hand, however.
My eyes followed the fence to the right.

One meter away.

The missing piece of the fence is clearly visible.

Allen stared at the empty seat beside him. In his dream, there should be someone holding his hand.
"Mr. Allen, are you looking at the sunrise?"