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

Chapter 488 Night Rain and Night Moon, People Beyond Mountains and Seas, Night Visit to Miris Temple

"According to the time, the Son of the Broken God, Bihyde, should be in the temple."

Aisha lowered the curtains.

Melna's voice came from behind.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet, Master?"

Aisha sneered and looked sideways at Melna, who was holding Norn and rocking him gently. The latter had fallen asleep obediently.

There were only three of them in the room. A few hours ago, in order to reduce Lilia's burden, Melna volunteered to take on the arduous task of coaxing the 'children' to sleep.

"sleep."

Aixia jumped off the windowsill, and the moment she landed, a barely perceptible breeze swirled around her feet, acting as a cushion.

With a sound, her two little feet landed on slippers. She moved to the bed in the slippers and lay on the edge of the bed in a spread-eagle position.

“I want to drink some red wine on rainy days”

"no!"

"Oh"

Aixia rolled over on the bed impatiently, and as she moved, some subtle noises came from upstairs.

It was the sound of something being slapped, mixed with a familiar giggle.

Aisha held her head in despair.

"Merna, how can I sleep like this? Tell me, when will Elina Lijie meet Cliff? I can't stand it anymore. How did she happen to choose this hotel and live upstairs? Is she taking revenge on me for exploiting Cliff's labor?"

In the future, Cliff and Aisha are classmates at the magic university, but Elina Lijie did not meet him at the academy as in the original novel, but it is said that they met by "chance" on Cliff's journey to magic.

As for how much effort Laplace contributed, no one knows.

That's right, in the future, Cliff is Aisha's employee, Rudy's friend, and Zanoba's close friend.

The three great automatons and Magic Armor's biological fathers are still hanging out together.

The trajectory of fate is so wonderful.

Melna chuckled when she heard that. She gently put Norn down and covered him with the quilt.

"But, Master, do you think Bihyde will conflict with us in the subsequent investigation?"

Aixia covered her head with the quilt in pain, her voice muffled: "It doesn't matter, that guy is afraid of the light, he won't show up during the day, and even if there is a conflict, it doesn't matter, he is no longer necessary to study, he is just a mediocre person who relies on the power of the Son of God to survive."

Melna thought about it and nodded.

"But it's still a little subtle, so we don't need to remind you." She paused slightly and looked at the door of the guest room.

——At some point, the gap in the door had been sealed by ice.

She then continued, "The master can also detect the corresponding clues."

The master is someone else.

The quilt was opened with a rustling sound, revealing Aixia's smug little face.

"How about it, isn't Brother Allen very powerful?"

Melna nodded repeatedly with a smile on her lips: "Yes, yes, Master."

Her smile suddenly froze on her face.

I saw that the smile on Aixia's face had disappeared at some point. She narrowed her eyes and uttered "Hmm?" with a nasal sound.

Melna silently wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead that were simulated by water magic.

Haha, laughing awkwardly.

Aisha looked at Melna's face and finally just snorted, "Be careful with your words. If I hadn't frozen the door the moment you opened your mouth, you would have been so nervous again."

Melna:
She smiled awkwardly and pointed at the crack in the door, then at the roof.

"The master doesn't have time to get information, haha, haha."

Aixia turned her head to look at the door, snorted, and then lay down on the bed again and forced herself to fall asleep.

The voice jumped on the folds of the bed sheets, followed the waves of the air, hit the frozen crack of the door, and was lost in silence.

Separated by a door.

Someone was standing quietly at the door.

The young man with messy white hair was dressed neatly and looked sideways at the ice under the crack of the door silently.

He was silent for a moment, then walked silently along the corridor step by step to the end of the hallway.

He leaned on the edge of the windowsill and looked out the window.

Amid the rain, there is still a hazy moonlight pouring down.

——"Brother, I miss you so much"

Isaruti's mumbling in her sleep is still echoing in her ears.

Alan was silent for a moment, then he opened his mouth and whispered silently.

——"Location search, Sylphy."

Smoke and dust broke free from the empty air, swirling and twisting in front of him, turning into a collapsed hole.

The face on the other end was not the long-eared girl sleeping peacefully in bed as imagined.

It didn't rain in Ars.

The moonlight is brighter than that in Shillong.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a long-eared girl with waist-length hair was sitting beside the bed in pajamas.

She held Hilda's hand with one hand and used the other to tuck the silver hair on the side of her thin cheek behind her ear.

This time, from Alan's perspective, he couldn't see Sylphy's expression as clearly as he did a few days ago.

He and Sylphy were just looking at the bright moon hanging in the distant night sky outside the window.

After a while.

There was no one at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor of the hotel.

Only the passionate words from the heart that no one can hear are left.

'Human God.'

"I have to kill you as soon as possible."

'Otherwise, the peace I want to pursue will never be achieved.'

-

The bar on the first floor.

The ambiguous battlefield belonging to Elina Lijie on the innermost side had already moved to the fifth floor.

Climb was already drunk and slumped over the table, his blindfold thrown aside.

Bei San, who was sitting opposite him, was also resting with his jaw supported and his eyes closed. Suddenly, with a clang, Bei San stood up, opened his eyes and looked in front of him. His red pupils showed no sign of tiredness and were very awake.

Clem dazedly stepped on empty air and stood up as well. “Huh? Is it morning already?”

Then he saw that there were still people lying around. He rubbed his eyes in confusion and looked towards the window next to the gate.

"It's raining and there's still no daylight. What are you doing?"

“Climb, as far as I remember from your priest notes, there were only the Imperial Divine Strike Technique and the Imperial Healing Technique, but no barrier technique or detoxification technique.”

Climb was about to say something, but suddenly realized that the voice was wrong, and he turned his head to look to the side.

Suddenly, Alan was standing beside him.

He subconsciously stood at attention, but then realized that he had overreacted, and quickly grabbed the magic eye mask beside him and put it on himself.

Ah, I feel much more energetic without using my eyes.

"Yes, the temple I was in was not of sufficient standard, so I was allowed to steal, uh, secretly extract these two types of magic."

Allen asked, "Can the chanting language of these magic tricks be leaked?"

Climb laughed. “Of course not. But most of the small local temples are populated by frustrated priests. If it’s leaked, it’s fine. They’ll turn a blind eye if they’re forced to do so. Even if they extract it, what’s the use? Most of them know the chanting words, but they can’t learn them. Healing magic above the Saint level can’t be cast by chanting.”

Allen nodded without saying anything, feeling the annihilated magic circle on the Dragon Saint Dou Qi crystal in his stomach. Bei San looked at Allen, who was dressed neatly, and the secret sword on his waist with excitement: "Last time it was also a rainy night, and this time it is also a rainy night. Mr. Allen is going to do something heroic that ordinary people cannot do at night?"

Alan walked to the counter, looked at the sleeping teller, and touched an umbrella in front of him: "No, it's just a sneaky thing."

Bei San was stunned, but became even more excited: "I don't believe it."

Alan shrugged and walked out the door: "That's your business."

Bei Sanshen agreed: "Then it's my business to follow you now."

Alan nodded: "Of course."

In the space of a few words, the two of them had already reached the hotel entrance.

Climb did not follow them, but watched them leave.

He just asked about healing magic and now he wants to go out. Alan's purpose is a bit too obvious.

It’s better not to join in the fun. If you go to the Miris Temple in a capital city like Shillong, you will have to be taken care of.

He rubbed his eyes and continued to sleep on the table.

-

The Latakia Miris Temple ranks second in specifications in the Central Continent.

The first is in Wang Long’s Kingdom.

The third is in Asra.

The former is well-deserved, while the latter is purely a courtesy. The Temple of Miris there is so charming that it is almost becoming the back garden of the Asura nobles.

At least that's what Rice thought.

No matter what the outside world says about their temple being ranked sixth, he still believes that his temple is the coolest.

There are three priests and thirty-seven temple knights in the Kingdom of Shillong. Even if the king comes, he has to show some courtesy.

If it weren't for the fact that he had never seen the legendary high priest, which made him feel that the high priest was just a nominal position, he would even believe that their fighting power was stronger than that of the royal family of the Kingdom of Shillong!

This is also the reason why he refused the scoundrels who came to visit him on rainy nights.

He wanted to see the sleeping priests, and also wanted to "learn our healing magic by the way"?
How could there be such a reckless person? How could there be such a reckless adventurer?

Click.

The electric tongue above the sky licked the clouds delicately, illuminating the puddles on the ground outside the temple.

He looked at the uninvited guest outside the temple who was holding an umbrella with the edge of the umbrella covering half of his face, and the fool who was holding his hand in the rain and looking at his companions but ignoring him at all.

He had completely lost his patience and shouted angrily.

"I said, no means no. If you have a serious business purpose, just hand in your business card tomorrow. If we find out that you are a follower of the Miris Temple, we will naturally hand the business card to our gods and let them decide.

If you are just here to cause trouble, don't blame me for being rude! The Miris Temple will certainly not allow scoundrels to do mischief!"

The man holding the umbrella seemed to be sighing: "I don't have a business card, but I'm in a hurry, is that really not okay?"

"No! No! No!! You can't fucking listen to me!"

With a plop, Les fell headfirst into a rain puddle and passed out.

Bei San was seriously waiting for Alan to use his intelligence to negotiate, but he was obviously stunned when he saw this scene.

He looked up at the temple knights in blue armor who were walking in the rain on both sides of the temple and drawing their swords from behind. He looked at Alan again.

"This"

Alan stepped into the temple.

——The Temple of Milis does not have an outer iron gate. There are only two tall pillars on both sides of the gate as a cordon. When you step into the security range of the temple, you will be greeted by the stairs that stretch upwards and the quaint door that looks like a church.

He held up the umbrella and turned to look at Bei San: "Generally speaking, up to this point, for some relatively simple things, my super brain will tell me to use my super power in time, otherwise it will be a waste of time."

Bei San's eyes went dark. At that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of his father, who sometimes seemed a little out of place, in Alan.

But suddenly I realized that this seemed to be an illusion.

Then, Alan disappeared like a phantom right under his gaze.

With a click, he stood at the top of the stairs more than ten meters away.

The Temple Knights were obviously top elites. Unlike the adventurers and royal guards, they did not yell bold and threatening words, but just stopped suddenly.

Silently watching Alan through the rain.

No one moved anymore.

Alan closed his umbrella, shook off the water droplets on it, and leaned against the door.

At the same time, he pointed to Bei San at the door:

"I'm very fast and my movements are very gentle. Once you enter this door, I guarantee that you won't hear any noise from inside. But that guy at the door can't be helped. He makes a lot of noise when he fights, so I suggest you deal with him first."

The Knights Temple were stunned, as if they hesitated for a moment, and yet it seemed as if they did not hesitate at all.

With a swish, he turned around and looked towards Bei San.

North Three:?
Alan waved his hand: "Wait for you inside."

Then he pushed the door open, walked in and closed it.

Really, there was no sound at all.

Bei San was stunned for a long time, until the Knights ran up to him and then he realized belatedly.
These temple knights were very discerning. Seeing that Alan was a master, they chose not to provoke him.

Instead, you are treated as a soft persimmon.

Damn it
Is this the way of the world that a hero should master?
Alan closed the door, shutting out the night rain and the sudden noise.

He walked into the temple step by step.

The layout of the temple is similar to that of the Miris Temple in Asura. The ground is paved with white mineral bricks and there are two rows of neatly arranged chairs. Opposite is still a staircase with an altar on it. On the wall behind it is engraved a huge Miris emblem.

An elderly priest in a blue and white striped priest uniform was kneeling above. He heard the sound of the door closing, turned around in surprise, and was stunned when he saw Alan's appearance.

".You are"

Allen walked forward and said, "I'm here to learn healing magic from you. It would be best if you could show me the holy book of your religion that records the magic chants."

The old priest's face looked like an old dead tree that had been rained on for a month. He looked at the door behind Alan and asked hesitantly.

"Can't not watch it?"

"No."

"Okay." The old priest looked at Alan, who took a step forward and appeared behind him in an instant, nodded readily, and took out a book from his arms and handed it to Alan very quickly.

Alan took it, held it in his hand and began to read it.

The former coughed lightly and said, "If you do this, you will be wanted by the temple later. Young man, please turn back from your wrong path."

Allen responded casually: "Why don't you just not report it to the main hall?"

The old priest glanced at the sword on Allen's waist and said, "That's true."

Allen said as he looked at it: "It's just right. Let's not waste time now. Where is your 'baptism' altar? I'm very interested. Take me to see it."

This time the old priest was silent for a long time, tilting his head to look closely at Alan's face.

“I’m afraid this won’t work.”

As he spoke, Alan ignored the old priest. He was holding his right hand with his left hand and muttering something.

The next moment, before the old priest could hear clearly what Alan was mumbling.

hum! ! !
A brilliant green light flashed on Allen's body, illuminating the entire temple.
A shiny funeral home.

The light subsided and Alan raised his brows and looked over.

"Afraid of what?"

The old priest looked at Alan's hand, then at the holy book in his hand.

The corners of the mouth twitched.

"I'm afraid you'll have to walk a few more steps."

(End of this chapter)