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

Chapter 474 Waiting for the rain to stop

Not long after Joseph climbed onto the platform, the soldiers below burst into laughter.

——Although the captain tried to remain calm, his urgency could be seen from his shaking butt as he tried to climb the stairs.

Very funny.

He really looks like a woman.

For a moment, the stage was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Oh, our captain is so anxious. Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier? If it weren't for his mistake, we would have already gone to Qidi by now. If everything goes well, we can enter the town before dawn!"

The person who said this nodded his hips, and there was another burst of laughter from the side.

Seeing this, he didn't get annoyed and squatted down happily, looking up at Joseph's shaking butt.

With a click, a pair of cowhide boots stepped into the puddle beside him, but there was no splash.

A voice from above drilled into his ears: "Are you anxious?"

The voice sounded unfamiliar, but the soldier paid little attention.

The army formation had been in disarray after traveling for the past few days, with the marching troops mixed together in a huge crowd, and it was difficult to tell which team was which.

He responded casually: "Aren't you anxious? Aren't you anxious? Chidi is not like the previous towns. It's a good place. Haha, it's really a good place."

The voice seemed to be laughing: "Indeed, it's a good place. I can finally spend money to find a woman and relax."

The soldier was stunned for a moment, a look on his face, then he burst out laughing.

"Spending money? Are you a new rookie? No, it's been a long time since a new person came in? Don't be funny with your brothers, how can you spend money?"

"Oh?"

"Oh what? Just take whichever one you like. If you're slow, it won't be yours. But let's make it clear, don't fight with your brothers. Everything can be discussed. It's not necessary for each of us to have one. Don't you agree?"

The voice above also laughed.

"Brother, do you have any family?"

The soldier shook his head and said, "There is a wife and two children at home."

"How old is the child?"

"I calculated that I had been away from home for three years. One was fifteen, and the other was eighteen."

"what for?"

The soldier smacked his lips and said, "You need to discipline the new women in the brothels in this town. There are so many people in this war, so you have to manage them well. Otherwise, when the war stops, those women won't be willing to serve you."

The voice above was silent for a while, then continued to ask: "Do you miss them?"

The brother was stunned for a moment, then realized that this "they" did not refer to the women in the brothel, but his family.

"Oh, it would be better if you didn't say it. Now that you said it, I actually miss them a lot."

"Chidi townspeople have families too."

This suddenly illogical conversation made the squatting soldier stunned for a moment, but he quickly understood the implication of his "colleague" and sneered with sarcasm: "So what? What does it have to do with me if they have families?"

He waved his hands like he was shooing away flies: "Don't bother me with these useless things. This is a conflict zone. How many times has Your Highness said it? War is blind! War is blind! Do you understand? Ah? I don't care if they have families or not. Those who need to be killed should be killed. It would be best if all the families were gathered together in order. After I have my fun, I can help them to be a complete family."

As he spoke, the soldier next to him called his name briefly and urgently, as if he thought there was something wrong with his speech.

The soldier frowned and became excited. He waved his hands and cursed loudly: "What are you pretending for? What the hell are you pretending for? Didn't I see what you did before? If the damn Qidi town residents meet us, then they have to accept it. This is their fate! Don't pretend to be a good person in front of me."

There was laughter from above.

"Makes sense."

The soldier was delighted. He didn't expect his colleague to give in so quickly. "Not bad, you got on the right track pretty quickly!"

He raised his arms and punched the air in front of him, looking up as he spoke, wanting to see what this 'sensible' brother looked like.

But before he raised his head, he felt a gentle breeze blowing across his neck.

But I just couldn't do such a simple action as raising my head.

My vision suddenly became violently shaking and the world was spinning.

The rain curtain was shaking, the ground was trembling, and the dark green ribbon was bathed in the light of the flames above, floating left and right and flashing by.

The soldier looked confused, but before he could figure out why, he saw the face of his "colleague".

A strange young man with white hair and sharp features like a knife, holding a dark green dagger, was standing next to a corpse with a broken neck that was gushing blood.

The face is very fresh
Corpse?

Why does it look familiar?
The mind is extinguished.

With a plop, the broken neck with a smooth cut turned straight over and fell into the rain pit in front of him.

Suddenly, angry shouts resounded around: "Who?!" / "Enemy attack!!"

Before the voice fell, the surrounding soldiers rushed towards Allen with their swords, flashing with swords! With the hot wind, they hit Allen's back.

But it was all empty.

Due to inertia, the anger in their eyes had not yet dissipated before their bodies disintegrated in the air, broke into several pieces, and fell all over the ground with a crash.

Alan's figure appeared behind them, and he swung his knife, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

The army became completely noisy.

The soldiers had no idea where this figure came from until they saw the blood.

All of a sudden, more sounds of swords being drawn were heard, and the cold light of the blades almost illuminated the entire corner of the ground for a moment.

Alan didn't even look at the soldier, but just looked at the blond man who was retreating rapidly in the crowd from a distance.

Thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, and a look of understanding flashed in Alan's eyes.

The next moment!
A transparent track was drawn in the air in a straight line from the Second Prince to Allen's position. The restrained and subtle wind blew gently, instantly throwing the flying corpse and blood away and shaking them.

Before it hit the ground, the distance of twenty meters was reached in an instant!

Alan grabbed the second prince's neck and lifted him up from the ground with one hand.

"I was wondering why this magician group came here so strangely. It turns out to be you. Why? You lost the battle for the crown prince, but you are still unwilling to give up. You still want to use the war to reverse the situation? In addition to Malchiyuan and Gardinia, what other forces belong to Asura in this disputed area?"

Alan looked around in horror at the soldiers who had trapped him in the crowd, and looked at the standard armor of the Decute Kingdom on them.

"Who is the agent of the Kingdom of Dikut? Miris? Or the Kingdom of Wanglong?"

The second prince's gentle and elegant demeanor had long since disappeared. When he heard what Alan said, his pupils suddenly constricted. Even though he was about to suffocate, he still stared at Alan's face, holding his breath and trying his best to roar.

"It's you! It's really you!! Alan Boreas Greyrat, you faked your death. You faked your death and came to the east side of the Central Continent in advance to set up the plan. The old immortal is in the south, and you are in the north. We were all deceived by you. We were all deceived by you."

Alan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You came here in advance to make arrangements? To the south? To the north? It looks like the Kingdom of Wang Long. Halfas, you have already been defeated at home, but you came to collude with the Kingdom of Wang Long to do something new. You are really amazing."

The second prince stretched out his leg to kick Alan to free himself, but as soon as he raised his leg, it was rolled into meat paste by Alan's flow secret technique with a bang.

He let out a shrill wail.

"You! You can't kill me! Alan Boreas Greyrat, you can't kill me! I am a prince, I am the prince of Asra! A usurper!"

Alan raised his brows upon hearing that, and pulled Halfas in front of his face, using his profound power to stir up a storm between the two of them, blowing the saliva oozing from the second prince's gritted teeth back onto his painful, hideous face.

"You are the prince of Asra, what does that have to do with me? This is a zone of conflict, not Ars. Halfas, war has no eyes, didn't you say that?"

The increasingly bright firelight flickered as the two looked at each other. Above their heads, Joseph's angry shout came. "Savior! Put down the prince!"

Alan looked up.

On the platform, Joseph had already taken over the control of the Flash Flame. Even though the final chant was interrupted by Allen, this legion-level magic with a power far exceeding that of the emperor level was still taking shape rapidly.

The huge flame core with a diameter of fifty meters exudes intense heat, and blazing red smoke waves billow in the air.

Seeing Alan looking up, Joseph, who had not heard clearly what Alan had just said, frowned wildly. He glanced at the miserable state of the second prince, gritted his teeth, still holding up his wand, and roared while standing on the edge of the platform.

"Savior, you are very strong! However, the legion-level magic above my head has already taken shape. I won't make things difficult for you. Now you leave immediately and I promise to withdraw the troops later. How about it?"

The soldiers below the platform were in an uproar.

Allen tilted his head and glanced at him, his voice full of fighting spirit making it penetrate into Joseph's ears.

"Why?"

Joseph's face froze, but his mind was working very quickly. He glanced quickly at the corpse on the ground and shouted urgently.

"You are called the Savior, so why do you kill people? What good does this do you? Isn't your title and reputation being disgraced for nothing?
Don't be stubborn! It's not too late to leave now. I'll count to ten. If you don't leave, I'll throw the magic down. At worst, we'll both die!

ten!"

At this moment, as soon as the countdown started, Joseph's face showed obvious joy.

Alan threw the second prince to the ground, as if he really agreed with his "suggestion".

Immediately, Joseph's face froze. Alan's voice pierced his ears so clearly that the blood in his body froze.

"Die together? Are you worthy?"

In his pupils, Alan still maintained the posture of holding the knife, but his right hand, which was now free, was slowly raised.

She put her index and middle fingers together and pointed at him from a distance.

It felt like there was wind entangled in the fingertips, causing the hot air above and below the platform to distort for a moment.

The wind moved.

The sword energy of the Sword God Flow swept across 50 meters in an instant, blasting Joseph's head and the magic wand he raised high into powder!

——Now that Alan's Sword God Style has reached the god level, the "Wind Stab" that utilizes the Sword God Style's sword energy is naturally more concealed. As for the speed, although it is not as fast as the god-level sword of light that comes with the Sword God Style's starting posture, it is already close to the speed of his previous emperor-level sword of light.

Very suitable for long-range sniping.

So Joseph died.

The mountain flames above his head naturally lost control as well.

Amid the magicians' wails, a roar of fireworks vaporized the platform piled with corpses, the sounds, and even the bodies of the magicians.

It suddenly fell down with the power to destroy the world!
Then, it fell lightly ten meters above Alan's palm and did not move anymore.

Strands of flames flowed from the blazing magic core like streams of water, circling and playing around Alan, and with a single leap, they penetrated into the secret sword at his waist.

The green light flickered more and more, competing with the glow of the fireworks.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of people kneeling down could be heard around Alan.

The soldiers did not have any such thing as the secret of the flow. Within a radius of fifty meters around the fireworks, many people without fighting spirit were just touched by the flames and turned into dried corpses.

Alan looked around and looked at the second prince who was struggling on the ground with his broken body.

"Savior, why do you kill? That's a good question.

To be honest, I have been thinking about this all the way, and I have been asking myself:

War has no eyes, yes, war has no reason. The lives of the residents of Qidi Town are lives, and your lives are naturally lives as well.

They have families to protect, and so do you? Is it fair for me to kill you to save Chidi?"

Alan lowered his eyes to the fire wrapped around the blade in his hand.

“It’s not fair, but I know very well that I am being fair to you by not killing you tonight.

However, it is unfair to my injured brothers, to the millions of corpses in the town of Leffe and Riley, and to the survivors who have watched the elderly send off the young along the way.

It seems that it is difficult to have absolute fairness among the millions of choices in this world, but it doesn’t matter, I already know how to strike a balance.”

The flames crackled around Alan, but his voice was even more exciting than the flames.

"Repay kindness with kindness, and repay evil with justice. You wanted to kill me, but now I'm killing you. Karma will prevail, and you will die. This is your fate.

But this brings up a new question: Who should decide your destiny, and what should it be?"

Alan pointed his finger toward the sky.

The fireworks above his head were less than ten meters in size due to the continuous absorption of the secret sword.

And above the flames, rain was still falling.

Alan smiled.

"This night rain created by your own hands is the answer.

Tonight, I will slow down the pace of my sword swinging and fight until the rain stops.

By then, if there are still people alive, then fate will hang the curtain over the survivors, and I will leave.

If not, then it is fate that punishes you scum for venting your desires under the guise of war and killing innocent people.

You have brought this upon yourselves, so it is not a pity that you should die."

With a hiss, the last wisp of flame disappeared on the secret sword.

"Then, let's get started."

-

Chidi Town.

On the third floor of the mansion, Luo Qixi crawled out from under the quilt.

She first looked around and found that Alan was not there, then she sat up and looked at the curtains.

A little light seeps through the gap in the curtains
Is it morning already? Oh, Alan tried to wake me up at night, but I wanted to sleep so much that I acted like a spoiled child to him.
Did he sleep till dawn?
Luo Qixi's eyes were blank, and she was obviously still in a daze after waking up in the morning. She wanted to go back to sleep for a nap, but finally overcame this lazy desire, and while stroking her hair to make a braid, she moved out of the quilt.

Her skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, glowed pink and shimmered in the blue-green light.

pat, pat.

Luo Qixi walked to the window in her slippers.

She lifted a corner of the curtain slightly, making a narrow gap, and tilted her head to look outside.

——Under the blue sky, Qidi is peaceful in the morning.

"."

“The rain hasn’t stopped yet.”

-

It rained all night in Chidi Town.

The same is true outside Chidi town.

(End of this chapter)