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

Chapter 503 Whose father is so young?

The Kingdom of Xilong does not border the Kingdom of Wanglong.

To its south lie two vassal states of the Dragon King Kingdom.

From south to north, they are the Kingdom of Sanakia and the Kingdom of Zika.

The country is bordered by mountains to the west and the Sea of ​​Dharma to the east.

As we get closer to the magically rich and sparsely populated Crimson Dragon Mountains, we often see groups of adventurers heading out to conquer the dungeon.

A month and a half ago, after separating from Loki and the others, Allen strictly followed the plan to block the vision of gods and men. He found an S-rank maze where the difficulty of the challenge was disproportionate to the rewards. He cleared the area and, taking advantage of the maze's chaotic magic flow, hid at the bottom of the maze, concealing his and the others' whereabouts.

After confirming with the location system that Loki and the others had safely reunited with Paul in the northern part of the dense forest.

He then escaped from the maze where the others were hiding, swaggered down the mountain, and made a grand entrance by calling out names at every adventurer's guild.

Thus, they headed towards the capital of the Sanakia Kingdom.

Rice cultivation was very popular in the Kingdom of Shanakia.

Perhaps due to the suitable geographical conditions, along the way, one can see the paddy fields on both sides of the road under the unique scorching sun of high latitude.

It wasn't a shimmering, azure blue, but rather an endless expanse of golden ocean.

The rice ears were full and heavy, bending the stalks and shading the puddles beneath them.

Every few hundred meters along the road, you can see farmers pushing carts to harvest rice.

This situation continued until it disappeared from sight a kilometer outside the capital of the Kingdom of Shanakia, where it was replaced by the figures of adventurers coming and going.

Then, there was Eren, Aisha who was being carried on Eren's back, North Three, and Clem, who clearly didn't know the way but rushed ahead of them as a guide.

They entered the city gate normally, moved through the crowd normally, and arrived at the entrance of the Adventurers' Guild normally.

Everything is normal.

Apart from
"We've arrived! This is the Adventurers' Guild. Thank you all for your rescue and help in the labyrinth!"

A clear, energetic girl's voice echoed at the entrance of the Adventurers' Guild, attracting the attention of several burly, single adventurers passing by.

The group stopped and looked over.

It is well known that female adventurers are always popular in adventurer groups, especially those with an open-minded style, who can provide multifaceted support in terms of both spirit and teamwork.

This seemingly whimsical fantasy is not entirely unfounded.

A legend circulates among adventurers in the southern part of the conflict zone:
A golden-haired, long-eared female adventurer, a benevolent and charitable woman, who was quite adept at exploiting adventurers and never backed down.

Adventurers who were fortunate enough to encounter her always spoke of her with a mixture of fascination and fear.

It is something that novice adventurers today yearn for.

They carefully examined the source of the sound:

She was a short, pretty female adventurer with shoulder-length black hair. Beside her was a mature female companion with a strong, well-proportioned figure and a black braid, who still possessed ample feminine charm.

Although it doesn't match the appearance of the legendary bodhisattva who constantly changes adventurer teams, it is still truly a top-notch item.

And some of them look familiar.
She seems to be a member of that female adventurer team called "Wind Piercer".

Didn't they go to challenge the A-level maze deep in the northern mountains half a month ago? Judging from what they just said...
Their eyes lit up, and they immediately came over to chat.

They completely ignored Allen and his group of four opposite the two adventurers.

"Hello ladies, we are A-rank adventurers 'Hero's Sharp Sword,' would it be convenient for us to get acquainted?"

The short-haired female adventurer, whose face showed a hint of embarrassment at being spoken to, while the muscular woman in leather armor beside her straightened her back and frowned, saying:
"Get out of the way! Can't you see we already have companions?"

The adventurers weren't annoyed, and the leader chuckled:

"From what you just said, 'Wind Piercing Arrow' must have encountered an accident in the maze, right? There were originally four of you, now only two remain. Heh, where's the captain? Did he perish? I deeply sympathize."
However, speaking of companions, you've only met these so-called companions by chance? I don't think we're any worse than them. Why don't we join you on your future adventures through the dungeon? We can discuss the loot.”

As he finished speaking, the man noticed that his clothes seemed to be being tugged at by his companion. He frowned and glanced at his partner, who was giving him a frightened look.

Then he turned his head and looked at Allen and his group.

He immediately spotted a little girl who was turning her head to look at him with an unfriendly expression, staring intently at him.

But because of its young age, and its upright posture sitting on what appeared to be its father's shoulders, it only gave off an adorable, playful appearance. The adventurer was taken aback.

It wasn't because of Aisha.

Instead, it was Aisha's 'parent' under her bottom.

At first glance, I only saw a head of white hair, but now that I look closely, I realize that it's just white hair, but the person is not old at all.

With sharp eyes and an outstanding demeanor, he paid no attention to himself or the others, but instead looked up at the plaque hanging in the Adventurers' Guild.

His finely stitched silk shirt was impeccably clean, not at all like that of an adventurer, but more like that of a nobleman on a leisurely stroll.

He muttered to himself, "The plaque... the building's Eastern style... is it influenced by the Dragon King Kingdom?"

The adventurer's face stiffened, and he suddenly looked down at the sword at the other person's waist, then couldn't look away.

—A short sword, its blade a ghostly green, seemingly shimmering even in the sunlight. The hilt is jagged, resembling a skeletal human arm, its appearance bizarre.

Yet it is highly recognizable, and even those who have never seen this sword before can easily identify it.

He silently turned his head and glanced at the black-haired young man behind the other person. The broad sword behind him, which was as tall as a human body, had been wrapped with strips of cloth after he met someone, in order to avoid stealing the other person's thunder.

But in some ways, it is more eye-catching and more famous than the secret sword at someone's waist.

—Wang Longjian.

So, what was that short sword we just saw?
Sweat beaded on the adventurer's forehead, and his throat felt a little dry.

"Sorry to bother you, we'll be leaving now."

Just as he was about to move away and pretend nothing had happened, a hand landed on his shoulder with a snap.

He was so frightened that his liver was trembling.

Then I saw that in recent days, news from the Adventurers' Guild had come that the 'Master of the Secret Sword', who seemed to have reappeared, had shifted his gaze from looking up at the Adventurers' Guild's plaque and was glancing sideways.

Have you ever heard of gods and men?

The adventurer was taken aback.

"what?"

Allen's dark pupils scanned his eyes, then he patted the adventurer on the shoulder.

"It's okay, let's go."

"Thank you, no, um...sorry."

Allen ignored him, turning to look at the two adventurers who had come to his rescue in the maze, and pushed open the door as he spoke:

"I've heard too many words of thanks along the way, so there's no need to say them again. We just did it on a whim. Besides, if anyone should thank you, it's my sister. If she hadn't wanted to test her magic trick, we wouldn't have entered that maze."

The petite adventurer with short black hair kept watching Allen's reaction, her round almond-shaped eyes bright.

She had barely heard Allen speak a few words along the way. Usually, before a conversation could even begin, the red-haired girl on his shoulder would forcefully interrupt, making it impossible for her to get a word in edgewise with Allen.

At this moment, a hint of surprise appeared on her face. She glanced at Aisha, who was frowning, then at Allen, and exclaimed with delight:

"That's wonderful. Um... I mean, it's actually your sister? I thought Aisha was your child. Hehe, what a big misunderstanding."

Allen's hand, which was pushing the door open, froze.

"Not a child." / "Not a younger sister!"

At the same time, the voices, which are completely different, are very close together.

Alan and Aisha, who was sitting on his shoulders, exchanged a glance.

"It's my sister." / "It's a maid!"

Allen stared at Aisha with a blank expression.

Aisha chuckled, then, seeing that Allen's expression remained unchanged, shrank back, "Yes, we're family. Anyway, I'll definitely go to magic university! Don't look at me like that!"

(End of this chapter)