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

Chapter 393 Will the Mermaid cry when she meets Bking?

"Lokishi!"

Alan tried to call out, but his voice skimmed over the muddy water, failing to create even a ripple.

In response to him, there were dense whispers that rose and burst like bubbles.

Even though it was not human language, one could tell that it was clearly mocking. The fellow prisoners were using all sorts of vocal organs to laugh at the humans in front of them.

Seeing the 'newcomer' suffer will make them feel less miserable.

Just gloating over other people's misfortune, that's all.

Alan remained indifferent and just lowered his eyes.

The words of the heart rise and fall.

'Incarnation Manual, State Survey'.

Smoke and dust emerged.

【Allan Boreas Graylat】

[Magic: Remaining: 2%]

[Fighting Spirit: Remaining: 97%]

[Physical Strength: Remaining: 89%]

Alan's eyes swept across the line of magic, and glanced at Cole who was pressed against the railing by him. He pressed harder with his hands, leaving marks on Cole's face.

'Positioning system, search, Lokishi.'

The system does not respond.

Alan pulled Cole's head off the railing and threw it aside.

Boom! !

Cole's huge tail hit the railing. The latter shook his head, and with a splash, his huge fish tail twisted his body in the mud and glared at Alan.

A 'knife' was pressed against the center of her forehead.

In the bright golden dragon pupils, the dark pupils with messy white hair hanging in front of the eyes are right behind the hand knife.

Alan tilted his head and motioned for Cole to 'open the door'.

The three shark-like gill vents on the sides of Cole's neck were wheezing, as if they were very angry, but under Allen's intimidation, they just looked at him silently and shook their heads.

Allen raised his eyebrows, waved his hand knife, spread his left hand in front of Cole, clenched his fist, and made a motion of pulling the air.

"Well, now that I have taken on Laplace's physical qualities, let's do something about it."

Seeing this, Cole became anxious. She uttered one word after another through her uneven teeth. Her hands imitated Alan's pulling motion to the sides, and then she waved her hands hurriedly to indicate that brute force would not work. She pointed to the bone railing, the ground of the same material, and then pointed to the sky.

He blinked and nodded to Alan.

Alan just looked at her expressionlessly, and inserted his fingertips directly into the other's cheek.

Now Cole, who has very obvious human features, black hair, big eyes and a high nose bridge, looks like a mermaid. He opened his mouth in surprise, revealing an expression that asked, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

Then, without waiting for Alan to do anything, he slapped Alan's hand away, eager to prove his innocence.

The fish tail coiled beside his body and exerted force, his fingers clenched in the air, and there was a bang sound similar to the air being pressed, and then the fingers spread out and grasped the spiral railing.

Bend it to both sides suddenly!
boom!
The huge fish tail that Cole used to gain force suddenly expanded, and the mud suddenly exploded under the impact of the huge force. The shell monster that fell into the water prison during the fight between the two was pressed aside by her fish tail, half of it turned into annihilation powder, and the other half suddenly bounced up and burst past Alan's face.

The railing didn't move.

Seeing this, Alan used his hand to fill with the Dragon Saint's fighting spirit and went over to help.

A series of creaking sounds came from the fence.

One second, two seconds, ten seconds.

The man and the mermaid relieved their force at the same time. With a hissing sound, Cole's hand, which had no fighting spirit, was stuck to the threads of the railing. His entire palm was stuck on it and was healing rapidly. He still endured the pain and spread his hands to Allen.

Gesture: I told you it can’t be opened, did I lie to you?

Alan twisted his wrist, shook his numb hand, and stared at Cole silently, his eyes looking at a dead fish that had been placed on the chopping board in the orphanage's kitchen during the New Year.

Cole's face froze, and he slowly turned his head to look outside the fence. His fish tail swayed slightly, carefully keeping a distance of one meter between him and Alan.

However, this scene was extremely funny in the eyes of other "prisoners".

All of a sudden, all the strange-looking things in the "aquarium window" of this water dungeon made strange and indescribable sounds.

Like ten fingernails scratching on a blackboard;
Hundreds of pus-filled pustules burst beneath the water;

Thousands of Lokishis were stammering under Alan.

Cole, the queen of the sea beasts but actually a mermaid, stared at the prisoners with her eyes lowered.

Allen frowned, and casually threw out two air-sweeping slashes! He rubbed the white bone spurs on the opposite side, making a blackboard friction sound, and cut through the middle of the body, and cut open the jellyfish sea beast with a pustule bursting sound!

Blah blah blah!

The ground was littered with dead fish and gristle without any meat hanging on it.

There was a sudden stagnation in the water prison, and the fish in all directions looked at Alan with gurgling eyes.

The next moment! Then there was an even more violent commotion!
Everyone was amused. You humans are so awesome for killing fish? And you killed the fish in our prison?
You deserve to die! Her singing is so beautiful, how can we live without her!
We old men can't get out anyway, if you dare, kill us all, and we'll be dead! The fish dies and the eggs fall to the sky! The descendants will have their own blessings!
Come and kill!

Suddenly, the dungeon was bustling with activity.

Miraculously, Allen stopped killing them, as if he had intended to kill these two from the beginning. He looked up and down quickly with a tense expression on his face, looking at the railing in front of him. Then his eyes flashed and he glanced at Cole, who was silently holding the railing and pretending to be an outsider.

Cole was looking askance at her.

At this moment, a strange voice, as if pulling out a chain anchor from the bottom of the sea, floated over along the fishy air.

It's actually human language.

"A waste of effort." The strange pronunciation reminded Alan of Duan Yanqing, who was making abdominal sounds in the Eight Parts of the Sky before he traveled through time.

Alan turned his head sharply and looked towards the water dungeon on the right.

Something slowly emerged from the mud in the seemingly empty water dungeon. Minced meat, bones, and seaweed seemed to slide down the slime on the skin from the smooth dark blue head of the other party, and the body was so big that it filled the entire water dungeon.

The prisoner's bloated flesh pressed against the bone railings, and the rotten tentacles' surfaces continued to shed floc-like epidermal tissue, as they broke free from the mud and fell to the ground.

Tentacles covered with star-shaped suction cups emerged from the mud, bringing with them several pale bone spurs. These were obviously the wounds from the prisoner's shackles, and they made a sound like a baby sucking milk.

The transparent head, three asymmetrically arranged pupils contract and expand.

At the same time, the crack in the center of the spherical body slowly opened and closed, and the two mouthparts rubbed against the tentacles falling from the lips.

Talking about people.

——Human language, but it has obvious archaic characteristics and is as difficult to pronounce as the dialect spoken decades ago.

"This is a water prison made from the remains of the Sea God, specially used to imprison stubborn sea beasts like us, evildoers with heinous crimes, and prisoners who deserve a miserable death.

R'lyeh, the prison town, is located at the tail of the Sea God, far away from Arkham, the capital of our country with beautiful mountains and clear waters and outstanding people.
"I have been imprisoned here by you for so long, so long. You, once upon a time, sat on the throne of the Queen's Palace in Arkham, but now you are imprisoned with me, a prisoner of reincarnation. How do you feel, dear 'Emperor' of our sea beasts? You are clearly a lowly mermaid, but you have been awarded the title of 'Cole'. Do you still think it is an honor?"

The octopus' tentacles waved above the mud, emphasizing the word "mermaid", as if this was the best irony to the other party who was the queen of the sea beasts. It kept looking at Cole with both eyes, but the one on the far left turned and glanced at Alan with a squint.

"It's really strange that I can see you are afraid of a human being."

Cole stared at the giant octopus-like sea creature, his golden pupils burning with anger.

"Untouchables." (Sea fish language)
She can't understand what people say.

But the octopus has two mouths, and it seemed unwilling that its mockery could only be heard by Cole, so it forcibly pulled Allen, an outsider, in, doing simultaneous interpretation in the physical sense, in order to deepen its mockery of Cole.

Alan watched the whole communication between the two fish with his eyes narrowed. After a while, he sneered. His body was no longer as tense as before. He leaned on the railing with a relaxed manner and tilted his head to look at the octopus.

"If it weren't for the Incarnation Manual that could be called out, I would have felt like I was dreaming."

The octopus' three eyes flashed towards Alan.

"dream?"

"An octopus is actually speaking human language? And it's in a prison that holds serious criminals of the Sea Fish Clan, acting as a translator between a human and the current queen of your Sea Fish Clan.

Even your queen has been taken prisoner. It is absurd."

Octopus and Cole were silent at the same time, looking at Allen, who didn't care, glanced at the two fish, and continued speaking.

"But it seems like you two have some grudge against each other. Why didn't I see you emerge from the mud and argue with her when I was unconscious?"

The octopus's tentacles swung over the mud and grabbed the railing, and a laugh similar to boiling water came from its mouth.

"If you hadn't woken up, how could we have watched this wonderful show? A queen actually hid in the sea to avoid a human. She is truly the 'hope' of our sea beasts."

There were more intense laughs coming from the surrounding cages. Alan took a quick look and realized that these prisoners were obviously enjoying watching their queen more than watching themselves.

Alan raised his hand and killed two more to add to the fun.

as predicted.

The dead fish fell into the mud and the laughter became more intense.

Alan just dug his ears to indicate that he didn't understand.

Cole was so furious hearing the dirty words in her ears that she was about to explode. She shook her seaweed-like black hair and glared at Alan who was adding fuel to the fire. Then she punched the railing hard, and her golden dragon eyes stared straight at the octopus head.

"Artemus, I should have killed you right then!" (Sea Fish)
The mud in front of the octopus named Artemus was bubbling. "Kill me? With your eyes, the so-called Lord of the Sea?"

"Shut your despicable mouth!" (Ocean fish language)
The octopus's tentacles slapped in the mud, splashing up gusts of fishy air.

"Lowly? Is it us, the people of the Ertepus clan, who have been loyal to the Lord of the Sea for generations, who are lowly, or is it you, a mermaid who is so lowly that you can even lift your tail to humans?
Back then, the sea world was destroyed by the dragons, and the only remaining sea god, Lord Leviathan, swallowed us and came to the human world. He took great pains to maintain harmony between the sea fish and sea humans, and chose a mermaid to mate with, giving birth to 'Kole' as a bridge for communication between the sea fish and sea humans."

"Shut up!" Cole angrily swung his fish tail and slapped the mud.

Like Cole, Octopus was getting angrier as he spoke, and his speech was so fast that Alan sounded like a stutterer speaking in an elegant, aristocratic accent.

"That's how it should be. All the sea fish tribes think so. However, as the Ertpus tribe, we are the royal guards of the sea world and serve the sea fish tribe. We know very well that the sea gods, with their size, cannot mate with you bitches. That's just a means to appease the sea fish tribe!

The lifespan of the Sea People is 400 years, and all the 'Cole' in history have a lifespan of 400 years. He just picked a bitch, gave her the coat of the Sea God, and let her serve as our leader.

We in the Ertpus tribe have always known about this, but for the sake of Lord Poseidon, we are reluctant to tell him. After all, he also has his own difficulties.

But what about now? Look at your eyes! The pupils of a dragon! How long has it been since we heard the words of grace from Lord Leviathan? Lord Poseidon died four hundred years ago when that man came to his door. As Cole, you don't want revenge, but you are a thief who is a father!

You even established your crappy Poseidon Church, preaching some apocalyptic rhetoric in an attempt to make us sea fish people return to live on land. You have even less ethics than you bunch of sea people bitches. The Poseidon altar you built is clearly a magic transfer array.

It's called the way to see the Sea God? The Sea God needs to rest? So only you, Cole, are allowed to go.

Nonsense.

Where did you move to? What happened to your eyes? You are a bitch under the control of that dragon!"

The octopus's words piled up one after another, and in the end it turned into a cursing gesture, but it stopped abruptly.

Alan was listening with great interest when he heard the other party suddenly fall silent. He then realized something and looked away.

Within the white railings.

Cole, the mermaid lady, actually widened her eyes.

Tears are falling.

Silver tears slid down her white cheeks, fell on her chest, dripping down.

But she didn't curse back. After realizing that Alan was looking at her, she tilted her head slightly and let her black hair fall, covering her eyes.

Suddenly the cell became more lively, with the prisoners laughing and chatting, it was very lively.

This was so bizarre. First, their own queen and her guards were thrown into a cell with a human, and now they were scolded and cried.

And Alan squinted his eyes and looked at her for a long time, then turned his head and saw that she did not "pursue the victory", but just stared at Cole's octopus quietly and teased.

"Why don't you scold me anymore? I'm just enjoying what I'm listening to. Are you being sympathetic to me?"

The octopus turned its three eyes to Alan, and after a while, it gurgled and spoke again.

"Tears of human monkeys."

Hearing this, the corner of Monkey Allen's eye twitched, and he once again felt the magical charm of linguistics.

(End of this chapter)