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

Chapter 394: Purposeful verbal induction, the so-called "initiative"

Not giving 'Monkey' a chance to protest, he heard Squidward continue to turn his eyes towards Cole, but not as aggressively as before.

"The Sea God passed away four hundred years ago after the war that spread across the human land. Even now, four hundred years later, his body is gradually rotting. Cole, look at the sea beneath our feet. It smells of decay. The once delicious fish paste is mixed in with it and is now hard to swallow."

Delicious surimi? Alan looked at the mud under him, which had nothing to do with the word delicious, and was speechless.

But Squidward's next action and the next words made Alan look very unhappy.

Squidward opened his mouth and took a bite, speaking indistinctly.

"But it's only those rational and loyal sea fish that find it hard to swallow. He, Leviathan's corpse is full of nutrients for all sea fish. The ignorant sea fish actually think that you are a queen who loves the people wholeheartedly, which is why there is such a rich harvest of sea water. But they don't know that what they are eating is the corpse of the Lord Sea God."

Alan looked at the octopus's mouthparts, which were chewing happily and deliciously.

Dude.

You are neither rational nor loyal.

Although he is a marine fish, he can speak human language and looks like a 'progressive intellectual'.

It's really not a mistake to lock you up here.

Because he had lived long enough, he had negotiated with his predecessor 'Cole' and the humans of the Kingdom of the Dragon King. Because he had nine brains, the loyal Squidward learned to speak human language. Looking at Cole's face, whose expression could not be seen clearly under his black hair, he continued.

“Even if you are a lowly mermaid, you are still a member of the sea tribe after all. You are the queen of the sea fish tribe and you should be loyal to the Lord of the Sea.

You must know that even if you have been granted the ability to heal by Lord Poseidon, without the Poseidon coat, you are just an ordinary mermaid. After all, you are not a member of our sea fish clan.

Look at what you look like now. There were signs of this when you put me in jail.

Besides me, many tribes in Arkham are suspicious. Normally, 'Cole' should be replaced every 400 years because your lifespan is only 400 years, but this time it has expired.

Why?

Because you have already sacrificed your life to the fake gods of today, in exchange for your inexplicable supernatural powers and extended life.

Our Lord Poseidon has long passed away, so there is naturally no way to select another 'Cole' from the mermaid tribe.

You can only hastily come up with a new plan to divert everyone's attention. How foolish! Throwing the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost" granted by 'Lord Poseidon' into the archipelago, attempting to establish an uninhabited area to provide for the tribe's return to land?
Based on your vague and apocalyptic remarks?
The Sea God Cult that you founded with your own hands, and the words of destruction are nothing but lies made up by your mermaids’ pro-human instinct.

The "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost", as the most powerful guard given to you by the God of Dragon Rebellion, was thrown into the "Archipelago" by you yourself, and you were foolish enough to follow it in person.

Now that you are in jail, it seems that your "Islands" plan has failed, and that's not all.

The anti-Sea God cult even took away your throne as queen while you were away, and threw you into the R'lyeh prison, thousands of miles away from the royal capital Arkham.

The "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost" is very powerful, but it is ultimately the creation of the dragon clan and should not belong to you.

Instead of obeying Him, you should choose to rebel against Him.

He is an alien who killed Lord Poseidon. You, Cole, were stripped of your Poseidon cloak by them. How can you become a sea beast?

Look at you. Now the "Anti-Sea God Faction" has put this man in a prison with you, letting him constantly drain your Sea God power. Then he will kill you when you are at your weakest and let the whole sea abyss know about it.

You have brought this situation upon yourself. "

There was a sound like sticky bubbles bursting. The octopus head saw Cole lowering his head and keeping silent for a long time. It seemed that it felt that such ridicule was boring, so it swung its body and slowly sank.

However, the three eyeballs were looking at Alan.

"Monkey, you're just as boring as she is."

Alan had a smile on his face and ignored it, just leaning on the railing and looking at the former.

The octopus had a lot of effort to sink, and it moved its body slowly, gradually immersing itself in its food.

Alan looked at it.

It looked at Alan.

Cole bowed his head and said nothing.

1 seconds.

2 seconds.

3 seconds.

Alan suddenly turned to look at Cole and said with a smile.

"Don't you say something?"

The octopus head stopped sinking, and Cole just lowered his head and remained silent.

The occasional sound of dripping water indicated that the mermaid was still crying.

It was as if he was irritated by Squidward's words and suffered great injustice.

He is clearly four hundred years old, and he is so strong that he can kill a bunch of water saints and sword saints with a single punch. Wearing the coat of the Sea God, he is completely at the level of a lower-ranking strong man.

Still the same as the human girl.

Outrageous.

Allen shook his head.

He turned to look at the octopus head.

The latter looked back and forth and retorted.

"What can she say? Why do you keep looking at me, monkey?"

"I'll see when you'll ask me to stay."

The octopus's head paused, it started to mutter nonsense, and then continued to sink.

Alan, however, looked at it with an inexplicable smile.

The sinking stopped.

The octopus head's eyes rolled and looked at Alan.

"Monkey, you're smarter than I thought."

Alan looked at his fingers, rubbing his thumb and index finger, looking bored.

"Octopus, never judge others by your own standards."

"Then tell me, why should I keep you?"

Alan scoffed, "What do you want to hear?"

The octopus looked at him without saying a word, as if it were a solidified sculpture, even its tentacles that were beating the mud had stopped shaking.

Alan looked at the other party like this, then looked up and down at the railing in front of him. Without waiting for the octopus's reply, he spoke while looking.

“Based on the information you gave me: you were imprisoned by Cole, and your capitals are currently divided into three factions before Cole left here.

1: Poseidon Cult.

2: Anti-Poseidon Cult.

Three: There are also "smart people" like you who claim to be rational and loyal, but are actually fence-sitters.

Logically speaking, fence-sitters like you are the target of both sides' wooing. However, based on the information you revealed in your speech, we can judge that:

You are too noble, no, to be more precise, you are too mean. "

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but after hearing this, Squidward seemed to be relieved and his eyes rolled around.

However, he expressed his dissatisfaction by slapping the mud loudly.

It fell into Alan's smiling eyes.

Alan patted the bone railing, lowered his head and hid his eyes in the dim light of the mycelium, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

He continued speaking according to the information revealed by the octopus.

“Do you think that Cole, a little girl who only knows how to flatter Laplace, your current ‘Poseidon’, is a complete traitor who has betrayed her ancestors?

You also think that those anti-Poseidon faction who pretend to be ignorant while knowing the truth are just a bunch of bad fish, leading a bunch of fools to rebel.

No one looks down on me.

The result is: whether it is the Queen "Poseidon Faction" headed by Cole, or this "Anti-Poseidon Faction", they tacitly eliminated you first and put you in prison. Now that the "Anti-Poseidon Faction" has won, they still won't release you. You are really hated by the fish and the dog. "

octopus:.
This time it's the octopus' turn to experience the charm of language.

Idioms and proverbs, when used in a different context, can still be used as analogies and still sound natural and accurately express their meaning.

Alan's voice continued to ring out.

"The current situation is that if you are sane and want to survive, you only have one choice."

Alan pointed his thumb at Cole standing beside him.

"There is no better choice than helping Miss Cole regain the throne of Queen. You can also use this opportunity to make her change her mind and launch a crusade against Laplace, the false 'God', as you envisioned."

He looked at the octopus with a smile.

"That's why you were so shameless in your words just now, but you restrained yourself, right?"

The octopus' tentacles clung to the railings, its eyes fixed on Alan.

"Monkey, you are indeed smart." "Octopus, do you want to recruit me into your group?"

Octopus looked at Cole who was keeping his head down and saying nothing. "No, I do want to help Cole, but if this plan fails, I won't survive. It would be better for me to continue to live in this water dungeon, right?"

After he said this, the prisoners around him booed with incomprehensible meaning, as if they had heard a joke.

Means unknown.

The octopus was sure that Alan didn't understand what the prisoners were saying, so he ignored them and just made a quick whisper like bursting bubbles from the mouthparts under his huge head.

"I'm not trying to get you to join us, but it's just you and Cole. Since you were able to defeat the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword", it proves that you have the ability to change the situation in the capital Arkham."

Allen said, "Why?"

"I can save you from this bone prison. This is my timely help."

Alan looked up at it: "Are you blackmailing me?"

The octopus looked back at Alan, and used its tentacles to wipe the minced meat off its eyeballs and put it into its mouthparts.

"You can think so."

"Haha, what's the basis for this?"

The octopus gave a look that seemed to indicate he had misjudged someone, as if he really was a fool when he examined Alan from time to time, and at the same time, as if this drama was very funny, the other prisoners in the dungeon became more and more lively.

The constant mumbling made people feel uneasy.

"On the condition that I can rescue you from the Bone Prison, you are caught in this abyss. You cannot escape from the Leviathan Bone Prison at this time. Isn't freedom what you desire? Do you want to be trapped here to death? Do you think that the jailer in the R'lyeh Water Prison will regularly send food to you, a monkey, so that you can escape when the opportunity arises?
No, you have no chance. The minced meat under us is the best food. If you have been hungry for a long time, you will naturally understand how delicious it is.

No one will let you out with a sea god's token, monkey."

Alan smiled.

"Octopus, I noticed that you seem to have made a mistake."

"what?"

The tentacles on the octopus' mouthparts floated above the mud, and its three eyeballs rolled around, before it could open its mouth to ask any questions.

Alan responded with his actions.

He tilted his head to look at Cole, took a step, and came in front of him. The vortex of the flow mystery followed his body forward. He gently and carefully grasped the other's black hair with his right hand, and swept Cole's cheek out of the pile of "seaweed" with his left hand.

The latter stared at Allen with his golden pupils, silver tears still hanging in the corners of his eyes.

At this time, with the more anthropomorphic features and the other person's full and completely exposed chest, she looks like a tearful woman.

Alan lowered his head and whispered to her ear, as intimately as if two lovers were whispering to each other.

"Hey, Cole, stop crying. As a queen, it's not okay for you to cry when your subjects scold you. I say, you are already 400 years old, why are you still as childish as a young girl?

Since you are in this position, why do you always want others to understand what you do? Do you really think they don't understand you?

They just don't want to understand you. Since Laplace was able to kill your sea god and keep his body for transformation, it would be easy for him to destroy your sea people if he really wanted to.

What you are doing now is the only thing you can do. You have tried your best, right? "

Cole didn't understand what Allen said, but the other party's tone and voice were so different from before that she instantly judged that it was a comfort.

Rather than a threat.

The red-gold dragon pupils met Alan's dark human pupils, and a thin layer of mist instantly appeared in his eyes.

The light in his eyes was moving, and it was actually colorful.

Then his face suddenly froze.

All she could hear was Alan continuing to speak in her ear.

"Look, I understand you so well, so help me. It will be over soon. I believe in your healing ability."

Cole looked into Allen's eyes, and based on their previous experience fighting each other, she had a bad feeling.

The tone of voice is still gentle, but... where does the murderous intent come from?
The next moment, it came true!

Boom! ! ! ! !
The neighing sound brought up a violent wind, and Allen pressed Cole's head onto the bone railing!
The mysteries of the flow and sword energy flowed wildly in his hands, and then, the octopus's three wide-open eyes and the entire cage were instantly shrouded in an eerie silence.

Cole's beautiful face was swept by Allen's chaotic sword energy!
The horrified face was like a carefully carved mermaid crystal that was smashed to the ground and cracked, under the gaze of all the sea fish tribes.

In less than a breath, it instantly shattered into fine and dense flesh and blood.

Wow! !
Eyes, nose, lips.

Blood, skin, bones.

Alan's hands were covered with minced meat mud, and the surface of the eyeball that had been cut into slices was still staring at Alan.

The latter, seeing the octopus's stiff tentacles responding, smiled and scooped up the other's delicate nerves.

When you rub your hands together, it becomes a hemp rope.

Allen dragged the hemp rope and led the half-merman's 'corpse' towards the bone fence. Cole's blood, which spurted like a fountain, and his shaking chest were even sliding on the other's arm.

After a moment of silence, the atmosphere in the entire water tank was ignited.

The imprisoned mermaid prisoners cheered when they saw their dear queen, the culprit who put them in prison, being shot in the head.

In the din.

Alan tilted his head and smiled at the octopus.

"Watch this, silly dog."

He reached out and tied the extremely tough hemp rope made of nerves that served as the core of Cole's healing to the bone rails, and tied knots on the two bone rails.

The Dragon Saint’s fighting spirit covers both arms!
He used his arm as a crowbar, wrapped it around the middle section of the hemp rope, and twisted it to make a circle.

Until this point, how could the prisoners not know that Alan wanted to dismantle the bone cage, but looking at the other party's dramatic behavior, they laughed non-stop with chuckles, cooing, and puchi.

Alan's expression didn't change, and he took another turn.

The bone fence was intact, and the laughter intensified.

Alan ignored it and went around again.

In the eyes of the mermaid, the indestructible bone fence of the sea god made a creaking sound, and the mocking sound became much quieter.

Another circle.

The octopus stared blankly at Cole's "fish corpse" beside Allen and the nerve hemp rope in the other's hand that connected the jagged neck fracture. Its dark blue skin seemed to be frozen.

All sounds in the dungeon were extinguished.

Because of the bone bar, it is deforming.

In the dead silence, Alan's smile grew brighter.

The two bone bars, which were ten centimeters apart, were twisted together one circle at a time.

He leaned forward and stepped out of the cage.

When it settled, the mud scattered everywhere.

Allen threw Cole's body to the ground.

"Sure enough, the creation of the Sea God still needs the creation of the Sea God to polish it."

At this moment, in the eyes of the octopus, Alan didn't even look at him, but just clapped his hands and brushed off the flesh and blood on his body.

As he moved, all the sea fish in the cages slammed their bodies against the railings, and stuck their tails, fins, and even tentacles out of the cages.

This time it was no longer a mockery.

They are all trying to survive.

Without the conditions to escape, any threats from Alan were meaningless.

——Brother! Do you have the guts to kill me? The fish doesn't want to live anyway!
But I saw with my own eyes the moment when someone could escape.

Alan didn't need to threaten them, they all just flapped their tails and wagged their tails to beg for mercy.

——Brother, you smell so good! Save me, save me!
It's so lively.

Amid the violent noise, a voice floated near the octopus.

The crude human 'monkey' spread his hands.

So it is said:

“I’m sorry, Octopus, but your terms make absolutely no sense.

Because, initiative.

It has always been in my hand.