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

Chapter 515 Who doesn't have some kind of power or influence?

"Separation of powers? Parkus, you're quite the surprise."

That's a genuine compliment.

Parkus was taken aback: "Separation of powers?" He lowered his head, frowned, and pondered for a while.

He suddenly stood up and walked around the carriage wearing only shorts.

"Separation of powers. If there are three powers, the first priority is to ensure the continued dominance of the 'Imperial Guard system,' which is the law?"

Parkus hissed and shook his head.

"No. It's about drafting laws, yes, creating new laws, preferably through a separate institution, similar to the cardinals of the Holy Empire of Milis."

Then there's the power to govern domestically, and the power to use the military abroad. Besides the military, it also includes diplomatic power, and "foreign affairs" doesn't just refer to war, yes, that's correct.

King North God III and Clem looked at each other in bewilderment.

This chubby little guy in front of me seems to have some skills?

Although their conversation sounded confusing, the fact that they could talk normally showed that Parkus was keeping up with Allen's thoughts.

Allen glanced at Parkus, who was deep in thought, and waved his hand.

"Let him think about it; it's time to enter the city."

After saying that, he, Clem, and North God III jumped off the carriage. Aisha, who was standing to the side, also jumped off and ran up behind Allen.

In front of outsiders, she really does act like a well-behaved younger sister.

The group led their horses to the end of the long queue in front of the city wall.

Allen stared at the wagons loaded with goods and bearing the emblems of various merchant guilds, then looked up at the towering city walls that were gradually disappearing into the night.

The Kingdom of Wanglong is renowned, but its territory is actually quite small, only about the size of two kingdoms of Shanakia and one and a half kingdoms of Xilong.

If the shape of the central continent is likened to a lizard dragon, then the Kingdom of King Dragons is the tip of the lizard dragon's tail.

The state occupies a narrow strip of land beneath the Red Dragon Mountains, stretching from the city of Hyde in the northwest to the southeast, all the way to the eastern port at the edge of the strait where the Lingus Sea and the South China Sea meet.

And in front of Allen was Hyde City.

Unlike the ancient city walls that Allen had seen along the way, the walls of Hyde City were not mottled. They had been expanded and reinforced around the perimeter, and the bricks and stones on the walls were perfectly fitted together, looking brand new.

It's clearly the result of constantly using money to maintain it.

Parkus also came out, but he was wearing pants. He was sweating as he walked around Allen, asking him questions about the separation of powers every now and then.

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They arrived near the city wall.

There were many soldiers guarding the city, dozens at a glance, all dressed in black leather armor.

Even at night, they showed no signs of laziness.

However, when Allen walked up to them, they were able to see his face clearly by the light of the newly lit torches.

The soldiers visibly tensed up.

The leader, a bearded man with a tense expression, approached Allen. After his gaze swept over Allen's hair, the secret sword at his waist, and the Dragon King Sword on the back of the Northern God III, he bluntly uttered:
"Name? What brings you to the royal palace and kingdom?"

Allen remained calm: "Allen Boreas Greirat, come to the Dragon King Kingdom to see an old friend."

As soon as these words were spoken, the soldiers gripped the hilts of their swords with a whoosh, and some even leaped behind the city gate, disappearing into the gate's opening.

Allen glanced at it briefly before looking away and quietly observing the soldier leader.

Sweat beaded on the latter's forehead. After a moment's thought, he raised his hand and waved it behind him.

With a whoosh, all the soldiers removed their hands from the hilts of their swords at their waists, their eyes flickering slightly as they looked at Allen.

Very disciplined. The Kingdom of Wanglong is indeed skilled at organizing its army. Chagall is quite capable.

Seeing that Allen did not erupt in anger, the soldier leader breathed a slight sigh of relief and walked up to him, giving him the salute of a soldier from the Dragon King Kingdom:

"It's an honor to meet you. As the young master of Boreas, one of the four great families of Asura, we are honored by your presence. Please allow us to treat you with diplomatic courtesy. Please wait a moment; the soldiers have already informed the mayor."

Allen waved his hand:

"Do you know that I killed Asura's second prince in the conflict zone?"

The commander's expression froze, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"know."

Allen looked at him:
"Did you know that I also killed your country's first prince?"

After he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence all around.

Clem and North Three stood on either side of Allen, expressionless, acting as his two henchmen.

Meanwhile, Parkus kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, glancing sideways at Allen's reaction and the soldiers in front of him.

The commander and all the soldiers looked extremely pale, as if they could wring water out of their faces.

A night breeze swept across everyone's faces, carrying away the silence.

The commander took a deep breath and, under Parkus's astonished gaze, replied:
".Know."

Allen laughed:

"Then you should know that I came to the Kingdom of Wanglong not in the name of diplomacy, but as an adventurer. So, no need to announce our arrival, just let us in."

The commander's face was grim, as if he were struggling with a dilemma.

Allen raised an eyebrow: "Any other questions?"

"No," the commander gave Allen a deep look and waved to signal the surrounding soldiers to let him pass.

Just then, Allen suddenly reached out and placed his hand on the commander's shoulder with a thud.

The sound of swords being drawn rang out.

The soldiers swarmed around Allen and his companions.

Then, before anyone could react, Allen opened his hand, revealing several large copper coins that had been prepared beforehand as city entry tax, and gently placed the coins in the commander's hand:
"Entry tax? Forgot?" The soldiers looked bewildered.

Allen patted the commander on the shoulder again, then led the carriage toward the city gate.

The carriage rolled on, and the soldiers naturally parted to make way for it, standing silently to watch him leave.

Only after the two carriages and the figures of three adults and one child disappeared from sight did people come to their senses and look at the 'commander' who had been parachuted in five days earlier.

—The bearded Northern King of the Black Dragon Knights was touching the goosebumps rising on his neck, his eyes dark and brooding.

"They actually came. Allen Boreas Greirat."

A soldier quietly approached the knight's face and made a slashing motion with his sword.

The bearded Northern King frowned and simply shook his head.

"Under the renown of the seven great powers, there are no those who seek fame and fortune. Let's not bring it up again. We must not take action until it comes to a point of mutual destruction. Moreover, judging from their appearance, there is still room for negotiation. Let the General handle it personally."

The soldiers remained silent.

Then, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

This means they won't die for the time being.

-

The nights in the Kingdom of Dragons were not as lively as I had imagined.

Pedestrians hurried along the street, and Allen listened with his sensory abilities, only to discover that Hyde City actually had a curfew.

"Curfew? I've never heard of a curfew."

Clem looked somewhat bewildered.

Parkus clenched his fists and frowned as he said:
"This is a state of war, why are they making such a big fuss?"
"Perhaps. They knew Lord Allen was coming. A few days ago we were able to take detours and hide, but the closer we get to the Dragon King Kingdom, the more people we've encountered along the way. They should know by now."

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Allen:
"But Lord Allen, are you sure you didn't come for diplomatic purposes?"

In the darkness, Allen smiled ambiguously and glanced meaningfully at Parkus.

"of course not."

"That is."

"Eat first, I'll tell you while we eat."

Parkus looked at him strangely and said, "Eat...can you eat properly?"

Allen laughed and said, "That's definitely possible. The Adventurers' Guild is two streets to the west."

The horses' hooves clattered, and the wheels rolled on.

Soon, Allen and his companions arrived at the Adventurers' Guild.

The Adventurers' Guild in the Kingdom of Wanglong has a distinctive local style, resembling Eastern architecture, with layers of bricks and tiles covering the eaves and a plaque hanging above the entrance.

The group walked to the gate of the stable next to the entrance of the Carriage Adventurers' Guild.

Sure enough, even with a curfew, it couldn't stop the adventurers who were used to freedom.

Bright candlelight and noisy sounds seeped through the crack in the door, suggesting that people were eating and drinking.

Allen turned to look at everyone: "Sure enough, the Adventurers' Guild here provides food and drinks, and it's on the first floor, which reminds me of that inn in Shilon."

As he spoke, his hand didn't stop; he pressed on the door panel and pushed it open.

There was a squeak.

The light illuminated Alan's profile, as well as the faces of Aisha, Pacus, North Three, and Clem.

The noise inside the Adventurers' Guild suddenly stopped.

The candlelight bathed Allen's neck as he glanced at Popus beside him, who had a slightly surprised look in his eyes, and at Clem beside him, whose expression of surprise quickly turned into one of 'it should be this way'.

Smiling, he turned and stepped into the Adventurers' Guild.

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Different shapes and colors; different sizes; different skin tones;

A knife is carried at the waist; an axe is held in the hand; a sword is carried on the back.

Nearly a hundred adventurers stood up.

No matter how different they looked, the eagerness on their faces was exactly the same.

Then came cheers that nearly lifted the roof off the Adventurers' Guild!

"Captain!!" / "Mr. Allen!!" / "Waaaaah!!!"

Allen smiled and waved his hand.

"Looks like everyone's here. You've all worked hard. Sit down, sit down, eat and drink as you please. Don't worry about me."

Tonight is still long. Perhaps more guests will come to visit later.

Parkus was still standing at the door, stunned.

Seeing Allen arrive at the Adventurers' Guild as if he were coming home, and the adventurers who ignored his advice and came over to hug him, all smiles, propped up his arms and legs, threw him into the air, then let him fall, threw him into the air again, and let him fall again.

Suddenly, he understood.

The wartime state of Hyde City is not unfounded.

If a hundred or so high-level swordsmen and magicians appeared simultaneously in any city or country in the world, it would surely cause panic among the rulers of those nations.

Not to mention, they even come from the same faction.

The Radiance of the Secret Sword.

The Radiance of the Secret Sword Belongs to Allen Boreas Grellat.

(End of this chapter)