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

Chapter 506 Two Windows, on the Side of Smoke and Dust

Allen and his companions were seated by the window on the second floor of the Adventurers' Guild.

Just a hundred meters away is the largest square in the capital of Sanakia.

At this moment, the square was teeming with people and extremely noisy.

When Allen arrived, he thought it was a large market or something, but now, looking from the second floor, he realized it wasn't.

A huge platform was erected in the middle of the crowd.

The platform was even carpeted, and armored soldiers surrounded it in a circle, separating the people from the platform.

"Hello, this is the meal the guest reordered. Please enjoy your meal."

Inside the window, a red-haired girl sat on a chair, swinging her legs, looking quite pleased with herself.

The reordered meals were brought to her one by one by the waiters.

It's worth mentioning that during this process, the two female adventurers had already hurriedly left their seats.

Beside Aisha, Clem leaned out the window, watching the two figures hurry away.

The black-haired girl was no longer clinging to Allen like she had the whole way. Now she was walking very fast, as if she was afraid that Allen would get upset and put the sword to her neck again.

The other person kept turning their head to look out the window.

Unfortunately, she was only focused on eating and didn't seem interested in the attention she received from men.

Clem clicked his tongue and said, "Lord Allen has scared the girl away again. Lord Northern God III is so clueless about romance, what a pity."

Aisha: "Uncle Clem, look, there's a beautiful girl over there."

Clem: "Where? Where? Waaaaaaah!! Waaaaaahh ...

The instant Clem opened his mouth, Aisha grabbed a loaf of bread as thick as her arm and shoved it into his mouth.

"Uncle Clem, you're prone to biting your tongue when you talk while eating."

Clem twisted his head wildly like an upside-down mushroom, and it took him a long time to finally pull the bread, which was harder than Russian rye bread, out of his mouth.

Allen glanced at Clem, who was staring at the bread with surprise, as if wondering where Aisha had gotten such strength. Looking out the window at the increasingly noisy square, he lowered his voice to a level that only a few people could hear:

"This isn't over yet. We were deliberately lured to the Adventurers' Guild, based on the information we have so far."

Allen smiled and tapped the table with his knuckles: "I can only deduce that He seems to want me to see the First Prince's mobilization speech in person. I wonder what He's up to. I'm starting to look forward to it."

Clem glanced at Aisha, who was calmly eating, and realized that it was indeed inappropriate for him to talk about matters of men and women in front of this member of the Allen family. So he backed down and pretended that nothing had happened.

Allen glanced at Aisha, who was sitting down to eat peacefully, and tapped the table lightly with his knuckles.

This time, the progress of the script was very different from what Aisha had seen, but even so, she still had a deep-seated confidence.

Allen lowered his eyes.

The four magic circles on the Dragon God's Battle Qi Crystal inside the abdomen still shimmered with various colors.

Suddenly, a light shone from the point where a magic circle connected on the crystal.

Wisps of smoke, visible only to Allen, billowed from his body, playing around him and flowing through North Three and Clem's bodies, quickly turning into vortexes that formed a void.

Meanwhile, in Allen's pocket, the magic stone he had obtained from Alina Liz was rapidly fading.

The positioning system, which simulates the operating principle of the Magic Eye, is now in effect.

Then, a window opened to Allen's side.

He turned his head and looked over.

-

Unlike the makeshift lunch in front of Allen and the others.

A sumptuous meal has been prepared at the Bereas Palace today.

Philip sat in the head seat, his posture somewhat resembling Allen's, with one hand supporting his chin. He held a glass of red wine and looked at the person across the table with a smile.

Hilda, who hadn't eaten at the table in a long time, was all smiles. Her fiery red hair fell over her shoulders. Although her face was noticeably thinner and she looked tired, her eyes, which had been dull and lifeless for the past two years, seemed to have been washed by spring rain and regained their vitality.

Radiant.

In the time it took to write just one letter, she regained some of the charm that the young mistress of Roja City Bereas once possessed.

She was serving food to Hilfi, who seemed a little lost.

"Madam, that's enough, I can't eat anymore."

“Hilfi, eat more. Allen said in his letter that you’ve lost weight. And you’ve been taking care of me these past few days. I’m sorry.”

"That's enough. That's really enough."

"Is it?"

Hilfi covered her face with her hands, feeling as helpless as if she had been caught by her husband's mother in the middle of making love with him.

Yes, Hilda has already read that letter, which is more like a love letter than a family letter.

After Hilda saw hers, she asked if Allen had also written to Hilda. The latter was so excited that she didn't think much of it and handed him the letter.

When Hilda's expression shifted from delight to oddness, and finally to a clearly mocking one, she realized something seemed amiss.

It was too late to take the letter away.

All they could do was look down at their toes as the shrimp's face gradually turned red from being steamed.

The words in the letter about being spanked if she misbehaved ran rampant in her mind, making her want to crawl into a hole and disappear.

This is so embarrassing!!!
"Okay, that should be enough."

The gentle voice pulled Sylphie out of her thoughts. She looked at the bowl piled high with various foods in front of her and was speechless for a long time.

Hilda, seeing that Hilfi was extremely shy, quickly changed the subject.

She touched her face, glanced at the handwritten letter Allen had sent her on the table, and chuckled, "Don't be shy, he complained about me too. It seems we need to eat well from now on, so he won't not recognize us when he comes back."

Hearing this, Hilda breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second she heard Hilda's cheerful voice.

"Is that so, young mistress of the Boreas family?"

"Aaaaaah!! Madam!!!"

"Hehe~ Is Silphie shy?"

"Please stop teasing me! TT."

"But it's been a long time since I've seen Hilfi blush. Allen probably prefers your carefree look. As for the trivial matters in the capital, leave them to my dear and me. You've worked hard these past few days."

Philip chimed in, "Hilda is right."

"It's not hard work."

"However, Allen said his appearance has changed, which is a bit worrying. Also, what does 'reincarnation as a god' mean?"

The conversation lingered at the dining table, with no maids attending to them.

Hilda's envelope had water stains on it.

Beside the well-preserved letter, without a single water stain, stood a painted doll.

A brown-haired, smiling young man peered through the smoke-filled window at the white-haired, expressionless Allen.

The latter didn't look at the writing before the Great Transfer on the doll; he just stared at Hilda's parted lips. The next moment, the smoke and dust dissipated.

Allen stared silently at the wood grain on the table.

Just then, a pair of small hands reached into her field of vision and knocked twice.

Allen looked up and saw Aisha staring at him, then blinked quickly.

Although he didn't say anything, Allen instantly understood the meaning behind it.

'What happened?'

Aisha is highly skilled in magic, and she possesses a type of sensory magic similar to flow magic, which allows her to sense fluctuations in magical energy.

So whenever the location magic was used along the way, she was always the first to notice and would quickly come over and blink to observe the changes in her facial expression.

Allen shook his head, indicating that there was nothing wrong and he should speak.

Aisha suddenly turned her head to look at Eren's side.

The smoke and dust that had just disappeared reappeared, opening a new window.

-

The small country in the northern part of the dense forest is really small.

The entire country consisted of only about a dozen towns, with no large cities, and even the so-called capital was not as big as Roya.

The country's guards didn't look like guards at all; they were dressed more like adventurers, the kind who were down on their luck and had been reduced to bandits who could only rely on a few mid-level Northern Gods to extort tolls from passing merchant guild vehicles.

In this situation, after Izuru revealed her identity, Loki and her group naturally received the highest level of treatment from the kingdom.

How high was it? The king himself offered up his own palace for them to stay in.
The women of the Boreas family and the Nottos family, two of the four dukes of Asura, as well as the super strong person who is the Water King, and even the duke of the Nottos family will come to visit in person.

The king felt flattered and overwhelmed.

Although, this so-called palace was nothing more than two four-story pavilions enclosed by a fence.

The gap between these six countries is greater than the gap between individuals.

"According to the message sent by the search and rescue team left behind at the Red Dragon's jaw, Lord Knight Nottos is arriving today. I wonder how things are going with Allen."

On the fourth-floor balcony, Loki looked out at the distant dense forest, still seemingly unaccustomed to the fact that Paul had transformed from that unreliable village knight into the Grand Duke of the Notos family.

I wonder if the other party's gas state has changed?

Will she become more like Ellen, with more elegant gestures and movements?
Or perhaps he would become more dignified, dressed like a nobleman, surrounded by a group of servants.

"Still the same unreliable person~ It's been almost two weeks and we still haven't seen a trace of them." Alina Lige stretched like a cat that had just woken up. She leaned on the balcony and looked around at the soldiers below, occasionally giving them a charming smile that made them dazed.

Melna, standing to the side, chimed in with a smile:
"Perhaps it's because I'm about to see my wife and children, whom I haven't seen for two years, that I'm a little scared, and..."

She glanced sideways at the bedroom inside the balcony.

Lilia had changed into a new maid outfit, her hair was neatly combed, and her face was beaming with a happy smile. Perhaps it was just her imagination, but the wrinkles that had accumulated over the past two years seemed to have faded away as if they could read her mind.

Senis sat in the chair in front of her. Her long, loose blonde hair had been styled into a beautiful French braid by Lilia, which, to some extent, mitigated the sense of decadence that came with her mentally challenged appearance.

Lilia changed her clothes into a beautiful long dress.

Meanwhile, Noren, who had been dressed up like a doll, was looking at herself in the mirror with some awkwardness.

Melna smiled and turned to look at Loki, whose expression was somewhat strange.

"Does Miss Luo Qixi find this strange?"

Luo Qixi scratched her cheek: "...Maybe it's because I'm not romantic at all, so I'm a bit slow on the uptake."

Melna looked at Loki and casually tidied her hair, which was a little disheveled from the journey:

"When you learn that someone you haven't seen in a long time and long to see is about to appear in front of you, the longer you've waited, the more intense your anticipation becomes. You might even feel nervous and apprehensive at the very moment before you meet them."

Subconsciously, I don't want the other person to see any of my disheveled state; I want to show them my best side.

In addition, Ms. Lilia probably also wanted to prove to Notos that she was still fulfilling her duties as a maid.

Perhaps Notos had a similar mindset, which is why he arrived a little later than expected.

Luo Qixi's face stiffened.

She certainly understood Lilia's motives for doing so.

She felt a little embarrassed, recalling the terrible state she was in when she reunited with Allen on the main island.

At that moment, Melna's expression became somewhat subtle, as if she were thinking of some scene.

Just then, a commotion arose in the distance from the attic.

The three of them turned to look into the distance, where they saw a figure rushing towards them at great speed from afar, surrounded by a group of people.

The moment Melna and Loki saw who it was, obvious surprise appeared on their faces, while Alina Lizhe on the side showed a helpless yet knowing expression.

*Sizzle!*
The sound of the boots almost tearing apart echoed downstairs.

A middle-aged man, with a full beard, dark circles under his eyes, and tattered clothes resembling a beggar, stood down below the attic, leaving all his companions behind.

Paul stared blankly out the fourth-floor window, looking as if he had aged more than ten years in just two years.

Before anyone knew it, Lilia had already rushed to the balcony.

She looked down at Paul from afar, and although she tried her best to maintain the proper etiquette of a maid, she kept a smile on her face that indicated that the journey had not been very difficult for them.

But as she laughed, she finally couldn't hold back and collapsed onto the balcony, sobbing uncontrollably.

Paul downstairs, like a silent, rough stone eroded by the sea, stared at Lilia crying on the second floor with his mouth agape. After a long while in a daze, he finally came to his senses.

In a panic, he stumbled and rushed into the building through the first-floor entrance. His fighting spirit was exhausted from running all the way, and he scrambled up to the fourth floor and burst inside.

But they were stunned once again by the sight of Noren, Senis, and Lilia, who were dressed neatly and looked radiant.

Lilia looked at him, wiping away her tears.

Noren huddled behind Lilia, peeking out. His previously smiling face was now filled with terror. Soon, after recognizing Paul as his father whom he hadn't seen for two years, he burst into tears, crawled out from behind Lilia, and threw himself into Paul's arms.

"dad!!"

Paul, his face covered in grime, felt the warmth of his daughter in his arms, looked at Lilia helping Senis to her feet and sobbing, and then at Senis, whom he had been searching for for two years and could only see in his dreams.

"It's not a dream, it's not a dream."

"You're still alive! You're alive! Allen didn't lie to me! Allen didn't lie to me! It's not an illusion!"

"It's so good that you're still alive. You're all alive!"

There was a pop.

Paul knelt on the ground, embraced his wife and daughter, covered his face and wept bitterly.

Tarhand arrived late, panting as he ran up. He breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Paul and Senis Lilia embracing each other.

"I'm exhausted, running so fast." He turned to look at Alina Lige, who had walked up to him, and explained breathlessly, waving his hand, "The Crimson Dragon's jaw... encountered a standoff between the Royal Dragon Kingdom and Asura's armies. Paul's identity is sensitive, so we took a long detour."

Alina Lizzie hummed in agreement and casually remarked, "Gilead is tied up in the capital. What about Keith? We haven't been able to contact him for so long. He should have seen the message Paul left by now, right?"

"Who knows where that guy went? He probably gambled away all his clothes and is hiding somewhere, trembling with fear."

"Tch, you're right."

(End of this chapter)