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

Chapter 507 God of the Gods
thump.

The smoke and dust dissipated again as his knuckles tapped the table.

Not missing Paul at all, Aisha, with a mature soul inside her, turned her head to look at Allen's expression.

This scene has happened many times during the past month-long journey.

Whenever the god seemed to make a move, he would glance at Xilufei and Luoqixi, who were thousands of miles apart.

Part of it was out of concern, and part of it was to gather information.

That's right, it's about gathering information, not worrying that gods and humans will attack them.

In every respect, the junction of the capital and the dense forest is absolutely safe.

The capital city possesses the Seven Stars protected by Orsteed and a powerful Great Cat; if the gods and humans were to take action, the scale of the operation would be considerable.

In Alstead's eyes, this would only confirm that he was not an apostle of God and Man. Not only would he not threaten the lives of Sylphie and the others, but he would also use various clues to play tricks, whether it was transmitting information through the Seven Stars or leaving some obvious traces, to guide Alstead to confirm that he was a friend of God and Man than to attack Sylphie and drive Allen insane.

The reason why dense forest areas are safe is even simpler.

It's not just because Isorti and the others are exceptionally strong.

Allen had a backup plan when he convinced everyone.

—Alina Lige.

Being by Alina Lizzie's side, whom Laplace had been secretly watching, was, in some ways, safer than being with him.

Did Allen manage to gather the information he wanted?
At least we've gathered information from the other side of the dense forest.

—Although Paul was late, he had successfully reunited with Loki and the others.

However, Keith, the first-choice piece in the Apostle position, is still nowhere to be found.

In the original story, after the great transfer, this guy followed Rudy like a shadow, and Rudy was monitored by him almost the entire way back from the Demon Continent.

And so far, he has not been seen at all.

Allen looked out the window, his gaze sweeping across the square and around the area.

Keith, could you be here, clutching the remaining cards that the gods and men have been preparing for so long, lying in wait, hiding, waiting?

Will it push me into the next 'turning point'?

And gods and men.

What is your purpose in bringing me here?
Just then, the wind carried a loud whistle that vibrated in our ears.

Clem's eyes lit up: "Assembly post, it really is a mobilization speech. The sound magic circle is already set up, tsk tsk, it's been a long time since I've heard a mobilization speech like this. I wonder what kind of fancy words these nobles from the Dragon King Kingdom will use to fool people this time?"

The voice pulled Allen from his thoughts, and the latter turned to look at him: "Assembly post?"

Clem glanced at Bei San beside him, who wiped his mouth and said:
"This is a personal habit of Chagall Gargantis. He always uses whistles to give instructions when organizing his army. Over time, this whistle has become a symbol of mobilization for the Kingdom of Dragon King."

Allen watched as armored soldiers surged from the distant street, surrounding a figure and protecting him as he reached the side of the platform.

He had blond hair and was a head shorter than Allen, yet he still exuded an air of authority even from a distance.

Kacland von Kingdragan, the first prince of the Kingdom of Wanglong.

The next moment, however, he frowned.

No, it wasn't just the First Prince who was being 'protected,' but also some prisoners being roasted in chains.

They lined up, being pushed and shoved by the soldiers, following behind the first prince.

Despite the great distance, Allen, with his Water God Style, could still see many details clearly.

For example, although the prisoners were filthy, their clothes were clearly not something that the poor could afford.

For example, some prisoners were even wearing gold and silver jewelry that shimmered in the sunlight.

For example, some prisoners even spoke to Kakland, the prince of the Dragon King Kingdom, with agitated expressions, shouting at him.

For example, there was a short, stocky young man who was not tall, dressed in luxurious clothes, and had the same bowl cut hairstyle as Zanoba. He shrank behind the crowd, trying his best to minimize his presence.

His face was deathly pale, but he forced himself to remain calm, looking at the soldiers around him. Allen raised an eyebrow.

Parkus?

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To the southwest of Allen's Adventurers' Guild, about a kilometer away, lies a brothel known among adventurers for its low prices.

On the second floor of the brothel, a gaze withdrew from its direction towards Pacus.

He was a demon dressed as an adventurer, with a monkey-like face, long sideburns, and a cynical smile on his face.

He looked mysterious.

"Hey! Guest, your time's up! If you keep lingering, I'll have to call my thugs to drag you away!!"

Keith's expression changed, and he immediately looked at the woman behind him with a forced smile.

“Excuse me, Miss, His Highness’s speech was so captivating. Look, you don’t have any guests to attend to right now, everyone’s watching the speech. How about I sit here and have a cup of tea? I’ll leave as soon as I finish this cup.”

"you"

"I'll pay for the tea, hehe~"

"Tch, who cares about your tea money? Get lost after you've finished reading!"

The cloyingly sweet scent of cosmetics had faded away, and Keith, grinning and scratching his face, leaned lazily against the window.

"Who wants to stay here?"

After saying that, he seemed a little sleepy and slowly closed his eyes.

Open your eyes again.

The messy bed, the lingering fragrance, the faint sounds of pile driving and chanting from next door, and the noise from the square have all disappeared.

Instead, there is white, which has no color.

It stretches as far as the eye can see, with no end in sight.

I can't tell which way is which. I can't find anyone in any direction.

This is a world of nothingness.

Keith wasn't surprised at all, and sat on the ground, lazily pretending to doze off.

The next instant, a pair of feet appeared in front of him, their outlines visible but no details discernible, in harmony with the surrounding space.

Keith opened one eye, smiled, looked up at the 'newcomer,' and cheerfully greeted the other person in his mind.

'Hey, long time no see, God of Men.'

Your persuasive skills are as effective as ever!

The human god possesses a human form with a flat face, and the vague outlines of facial features can be vaguely seen, but this sense of outline disappears from the mind the moment it is received by consciousness.

This led to Keith perceiving the god as merely a walking white mosaic.

However, he has already adapted well to the other party's extraordinary appearance.

At least, even if you can't see the other person's expression, you can still 'feel' the emotions they convey.

Oh? Why aren't you smiling?

Weren't you always smiling?

Keith stopped smiling and looked up at the god.

The latter's facial features flickered in the pure white space, but Keith could still discern that the other person was expressionless and serious.

How rare.

(End of this chapter)