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

Chapter 440 Proxy War, Exhausted 'Traveler'

Jialong calendar, 417, summer.

Last week, this time point was the eve of the big transfer.

What happened to the places that only existed in the fragments of words in the "original works" in the past?
The royal capital, Ars.

The Water God School's small dojo is conducting an advanced Water Saint competition. Of course, this title is only within Izuruti's pocket.

Shillong, Royal Palace.

Luo Qixi has begun to get tired of her life as a teacher in the Shillong Palace and wants to find an opportunity to leave.

Buena Village, Fituya Territory.

Sylphy is trying hard to act like a strong little girl in Buena Village. She often comes to the Knight's house to help out and often plays with Aisha, who has already started the maid training program.

Conflict zone.

A brutal 'proxy war' is going on.

The Conflict Zone, as its name suggests, is home to many small countries, where wars have been going on for years.

The funny thing is that these small countries call themselves countries, but most of them cannot be called "countries" at all.

Isn't the Malchiyuan Mercenary State weird? A group of mercenaries have to circle a piece of land and study it for a long time before they can even plant crops. They have absolutely no experience or ability in governing a country.

Not to mention those human gathering places which can only be called "forces" at best.

This chaotic situation of weaklings fighting each other has been going on in this land for four hundred years.

Then why is it called a "proxy war"?
We need to go back to the Battle of Laplace to start the story.

No matter in which historical period, the fact that the land of the Central Continent is fertile and suitable for human beings to recuperate and thrive is recognized by the whole world.

After the Battle of Laplace, the western part of the Central Continent was incorporated into the national territory by the only remaining Kingdom of Asura, and with the Red Dragon Mountains as its natural barrier, it began a long period of stable development.

Precisely because of the difficulty in governance due to the mountains, Asura never cared about the land east of the Red Dragon Mountains.

So in order to compete for this fertile land, the surviving humans flocked in, drew boundaries as they pleased, and set up some country-like games.

At first, after experiencing the trauma of war, no one in the human race wanted to start a war and they got along very well.

But after several decades, when that generation of humans who hated war deeply died, war still broke out.

This is how human beings are. The only lesson we learn from history is that we cannot learn any lesson from history.

Just one generation later, war began again.

The Age of Strife began.

In such an era, the first to emerge was the Kingdom of Wang Long.

The Wanglong Kingdom is located in the southeast corner of the central continent. Strictly speaking, it is just a larger fishing village.

The reason why Clem's ancestors were able to pass on the language of the Lower Sea People was because the lower class people in the area where the Wanglong Kingdom was located in the past really relied on the sea for their livelihood and fishing.

Then, one day, the turning point occurred.

The Wang Long Kingdom is located in the Wang Long Mountains, where a dominant creature called the Dragon King resides. The Wang Long Kingdom gathered an expeditionary force with great courage and drove the King Dragon out of the Wang Long Mountains.

At this point, Wang Long's kingdom's gamble on national destiny was successful:

They obtained a large amount of mineral resources from the Wanglong Mountains, and within twenty years, they became the most powerful country in the southern part of the Central Continent.

Later, they rapidly developed their military power in a short period of time, took advantage of their victory to gain the entire southern land, and then naturally began the path of invading other countries.

At this point, many small coastal countries that could not be found in the history books of Wang Long’s Kingdom were destroyed one after another at that time.

Later, the Kingdom of King Long pushed its military forward all the way northward, making Shanakia and Zikana its vassal states, and even obtained the Kingdom of Shillong.

Afterwards, he used Shillong as a foothold and began to integrate the disputed areas. Wherever his troops went, they were invincible.

It should be so, but during the period when the Kingdom of King Dragon was expanding rapidly, the Kingdom of Asura and the Holy Empire of Milis began to realize that their little neighbor was beginning to act like a mad dog, and they quickly sent troops to curb the continued expansion of the Kingdom of King Dragon and signed the "Non-Aggression Treaty in the Conflict Zone".

That is: the Kingdom of Wanglong, Asura and the Holy Empire of Milis promised not to invade the disputed area, dispel suspicion between each other, and coexist "peacefully".

But it is precisely because of this that the conflict zone officially entered the vision of Asura and Miris.

The two countries looked back and realized that this piece of land, which they had not valued before, now looked very attractive and suitable to be included in their national territory on the map.
But the treaty has been signed, what should we do?
This treaty only restricts our three countries from invading the disputed areas, but it does not say that we cannot find some agents to fight. Is there anything wrong with that?
As a result, the three countries secretly supported each other's small countries, and started years of war in the disputed areas.

At this point, the conflict zone completely entered a brutal period of war.

Spies from various countries are extremely active in secret. Once a vassal state controlled by one country shows signs of becoming prosperous, vassal states controlled by other countries will start to frantically hinder it, using every possible means until that country collapses.

Logically speaking, at this point, the three kingdoms should have been unable to bear it and started fighting.

But they were surprised to find that this conflict zone had become the largest buyer of weapons exports from the three countries.
Kind of cool.
Isn't this more profitable than adding this corner of land to the map?

So they let it go and even fanned the flames from behind, causing the small countries in the disputed areas to fight each other until they were exhausted.

The Wanglong Kingdom, the Asura Kingdom, and the Milis Kingdom made a lot of money, forming a delicate and stable balance of power.

Therefore, the disputed area has never been unified for more than three hundred years.

In the previous round, it was in this context that Gilenu was transferred to the Land of Strife.

The landing point is in the northeast corner of the dispute zone, in a forest sandwiched between the Dikut Kingdom, the Malchiyuan Mercenary Kingdom, and the Broz Empire.

The Dikut and Broz Empires are besieging the Dikut Kingdom.

After landing, she went crazy and killed people all the way, and saved the Malchiyuan Mercenary Kingdom which was about to be destroyed by the other two countries.

It is worth mentioning that the Malchiyuan Mercenary State is one of Asura's 'agents'.

Dikut and Broz Empire are agents of the Kingdom of Wanglong and the Holy Empire of Milis respectively.

This week, it seems that many things have changed, but some things are still rolling forward on the chariot of fate according to the established trajectory.

Currently, now, in the present moment of 416.

The Great Transfer Disaster has doubled in size, and Asura has no time to care about the Malchiyuan Mercenary Kingdom.

When the latter saw that the situation was not going well, he went to the south to gather information, but returned empty-handed after a year of stalemate.

They were ambushed by the Dikut and Broz Empires, and a bloody battle broke out.

It has been going on for more than half a year.

Tens of thousands of corpses were buried.

The farming town basin that was thriving last year has been completely destroyed, and the area in the northeast corner of the dispute zone is littered with charred villages and towns.

Senis, Lilia, Norn, and Aisha were constantly affected by the war and fled back and forth in this corner of the land.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in half a year.

Aisha, the little red-haired maid who was wearing an exquisite maid outfit and showing her little fangs while playing with Sylphy in the last round.

Now he is five and a half years old.

Since half a year ago, she has never shown her iconic little fangs on her face.

In the disputed area, 170 kilometers southwest of the basin where the farming town used to be, there is a market town that has been burned down three times by war.

Riley Township.

This place was once prosperous, with taverns crowded with mercenaries and adventurers, and an Adventurer's Guild stationed here.

Now the building is deserted.

Everywhere there were blackened ruins burned by flames.

In the night, it was like an inconspicuous reef in the dark ocean. No one had a fire, but the occasional crying and salty laughter in the town seemed even more piercing.

It is true that the houses are deserted, but those villagers who have no conditions or no time to leave can only be swept away by the war and wander around in various abandoned villages.

They live a life worse than death.

brush! !

White lightning pierced the sky. Three kilometers away from the town of Riley, on the charred farmland, there was a farm hut that had collapsed to the point that only one wall remained.

A little girl whimpered faintly.

Lilia withdrew her gaze from the town, looked around vigilantly, and confirmed again that there was no chaos around, then returned to the wall.

Under the makeshift awning made of some tattered cloth, Noren, Aisha, and Senis were huddled together.

The clothes on several people had long lost their original appearance. They were covered with black and red sticky patches, hanging on their dirty skin, like the bark of an old tree that had been burned and rained on not far away.

Boom.

The belated thunder shook the sky, and after two loud patters of rain, heavy summer rain fell rapidly.

Lilia hurriedly got under the awning.

She touched Norn, whose hair had turned gray and whose face was dark, and licked her chapped lips. "Be good Norn, those bad guys are still far away, don't be afraid."

In the flickering night, tears welled up in Norn's eyes, but he tried hard to hold them back. He only whimpered faintly, without shedding any tears.

——The harsh environment forces children to "grow up" quickly.

Seeing this, Lilia forced a forced smile on her thin, sunken face, and picked up a cracked wooden bowl from the side.

There was a layer of water floating in it, which was turbid and very shallow.

Lilia put it to Norn's mouth.

"It's raining. No need to save water. Are you thirsty? Drink it, Noren."

Norn blinked her eyes, which were a clear color difference from her face. She swallowed and looked at Senis, who was much dirtier than her and had a dull look on her face. She swallowed and put the wooden bowl close to her cracked lips.

"Mother, open your mouth and drink some water."

The suppressed, childish voice made Lilia feel helpless.

She reached out to find other empty water containers to collect some rain water, but she found nothing.

Turning around, under the flash of lightning, a small figure two meters away was standing at the junction of the rain curtain and the awning, washing the wooden bowl in his hand that was made by his mother with sword energy with rain water.

Lilia opened her mouth, her eyes darkened, and she said nothing, but just squatted and moved over.

"Love Love Summer"

The little maid, who was even dirtier than Noren and had red hair that was almost dyed black, had finished washing the dishes. She ignored her mother's call and mechanically put the dishes in the rain outside the house.

Then he hugged his knees with his hands and squatted there, watching the raindrops hitting the edge of the bowl.

The water drops made the wooden bowl clatter.

Aisha remained motionless, like a silent stone.

Lilia looked at her daughter in silence, then silently reached out and hugged Aisha's petite body.

"Ai Ai Xia, are you okay? Are you feeling unwell? Can you talk today? Mom is very worried about you, Ai Xia."

This was the gentle tone that Aisha would never have heard from Lilia in the previous round.

Aisha turned her eyes, and her green pupils, which used to be bright and sparkling, were now covered with a layer of dark shadow in the darkness.

"Oh mother. oh. dear."

Hearing these two words, tears immediately welled up in Lilia's eyes, but due to excessive dehydration, she couldn't even squeeze out a few drops.

She just helplessly put her face close to Aisha's skinny little face.

".I heard it. I heard it. Aisha"

Aisha glanced at Lilia, whose face was extremely dirty, and continued to look at the wooden bowl in front of her with a numb expression.

The rain is too heavy.

It hit the bottom of the bowl, bounced back, and all came out.

This bowl can't hold water at all.

Two months ago, Aisha suddenly became speechless.

——Occasional aphasia caused by excessive mental stress.

Over the past six months, the frequency of using "Listen" has become less and less as Aisha's expression gradually disappears.

Lilia noticed it not too late, but Aisha just forced a smile every time.

——It doesn’t matter. As soon as the war stops, we can cross the front line, travel through mountains and rivers, and return to Asura.

In this way, you can meet the people you want to meet.

She had always told herself this.

However, the war lasted too long.

Two months ago, Malchiyuan organized a surprise attack at night, but was ambushed by the Dikut and Broz Empire.

From then on, the war became more intense. The occasional breathing space for negotiations turned into daily frictions. From time to time, soldiers who collapsed in the war would gather in nearby villages and towns to "beg for money".

Murder and adultery.

Looting and burning villages.

A primitive and bestial release.

In this situation where dangers were everywhere, Aisha was no longer able to use "Listening".

On the one hand, she needed to save magic power, as she needed to rely on magic power to solve some existing dangers. Fortunately, Lilia was also very tough, and she solved all the surface dangers, and some potential crises in secret were also secretly solved by Aisha.

The other side is fear.

One night two months ago, she suddenly found herself unable to face the outcome of her listening failure.

Failure, failure, failure, failure, failure.

Countless failures.

She had confirmed one thing.

That was the preparation he had made in those twenty-five years before the time magic;

Countless days and nights of research on time magic;

After repeated failures, he finally succeeded in creating an automaton that could withstand the tearing of time magic;
The so-called rescue; the wishful persistence; the all-out preparation;
Seven thousand days and nights of waiting and anticipation.

It's all rain that can't be caught.

pat pat pat.

In the dark green pupils, the wooden bowl was being beaten by the raging wind and rain and couldn't stop at all.

Aisha felt that she would never see Alan again.

(End of this chapter)