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

Chapter 527 Scorching Sun at Night
"Please enjoy your meal. We do not provide knives, forks, or chopsticks. Thank you for your understanding."

Allen's face stiffened.

Then Aisha finally broke free. She first looked at the exquisite food in the arms of the charming girls, and then her gaze was drawn to the steamed buns.

Then she slapped away Allen's hand, which was about to reach out and cover her eyes again, and sneered disdainfully:

"That's it? Is that all there is to it?"

The girls were all taken aback by these words, stopped moving closer to Allen's face, and looked at Aisha's face.

—The stark contrast between his youthful demeanor and his arrogant tone completely silenced Bei Er, who was secretly chuckling and waiting to see Allen make a fool of himself.

Back in the capital, King Beishen II certainly found out which brothel Allen was in and what he was doing, but seeing that Allen had no interest in him, he gave up.

He couldn't forget the scene of Allen giving a bath to a bunch of girls with a blank expression, so he deliberately teased Allen, who was trying to show off to him.

Now, Aisha's expression made him wonder if his methods were a bit too crude.

Could it be that the young Allen who didn't know where to put his hands and feet back then and let the girls in the brothel tease him is now a master who has seen it all, a master of flirting with all sorts of women and voluptuous women?
this.
But Allen's expression doesn't seem to match?

Allen was a little dizzy from the milk. No, to be precise, even though he knew that Aisha was an adult soul, the awkwardness he felt at this moment completely overwhelmed all his other senses. He wished he could kick the Second Northern God to death, who had moved him a little that afternoon.

If I had to give a suitable example...

That is, his younger sister, whom he greatly admires, disguises herself as a boy and travels with him to broaden his horizons.

As a result, he was warmly invited by his teacher, whom he had a good impression of.
They were taken to a massage parlor without his knowledge.

hemp!
What's even more bizarre is that instead of yelling and screaming, the younger sister casually expressed her disdain for the food the girls were eating.

What are all these things??

The girls, being top talents in the entertainment industry, reacted quickly. They glanced at Aisha's disdainful look, then at Allen, who clearly had no interest in them, and the girl in the lead waved to the girls behind her.

He took two steps back, covered his chest with one hand and his mouth with the other, and chuckled, "I didn't expect that the rising 'savior' would have a daughter. I apologize for our abruptness. We'll change the protocol for this occasion. Please wait a moment."

After saying that, she winked at Bei Er.

Bei Er coughed lightly: "Alright then. Let's leave it at that."

But before Bei Er could finish speaking, Ai Xia suddenly exclaimed, "It's not my daughter!"

The girls glanced at Aisha, smiled lightly, and left.

Allen silently moved to the side of the Northern God II, put his arm around his shoulder, and squeezed the latter's humerus so hard it cracked:
"After all these years, seeing you still so unrestrained makes me feel relieved."

He finally understood why that bastard, the Second Northern God, was taken under Ariel's wing in the original story because he was captivated by her beauty.

This old man is very reliable when he's serious, but he's extremely unreliable when he's not.

Just then, Allen and the Northern God II both raised their eyebrows and became serious. The former turned around and pulled back the curtains behind him. A group of armored knights walked in from the street below the restaurant and surrounded it.

The person in the lead stepped into the restaurant and arrived at the door of the private room on the second floor amidst shouts of delight.

"Knock knock." A knock sounded on the door. "Lord Allen Boreas Grellat, we have come on the orders of King Leonardo von Kingdragon of the Dragon King Kingdom to request an audience with you."

Allen looked at the black dragon knight in full black armor, bowing respectfully outside the private room door that hadn't been closed yet after the women had left.

"Come in and talk."

The man bowed as he entered the room, first bowing to the Second Prince of the Northern Gods, who was stroking his chin and looking at him, as a disciple of the Northern God School.

"Good night, Master."

King North God II waved his hand and said cheerfully, "You've all seen the results outside the military camp. I've done my best. Chagall and His Majesty the King should give up those other ideas. What, what are you trying to do?"

Two hours earlier, the military leader who had informed Leonard von Kingdragón, the vice-commander of the Black Dragon Knights, and Chagall's trusted subordinate, as well as the Northern King of the Northern God Stream's main dojo, bowed his head respectfully and said: "That's precisely why we should have a proper, face-to-face, and amicable discussion."

He stepped forward, placed a letter wrapped in a gold silk handkerchief on the table, and pushed it towards Allen across the table.

"This is His Majesty the King's invitation to a dinner party. He specifically instructed us to deliver the letter, and to ensure that we do not clash with Lord Allen."

Allen smiled and glanced at his expression, then at the unhappy Northern God II, before picking up the letter from the table and opening it.
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Allen Boreas Greirat.

The 'savior' of the archipelago, the newly promoted eighth power, whose name I have long admired.

I have heard that you have some differing opinions from us regarding the future development of some countries, but I do not believe that there is any significant conflict between us.

I invited you and Parkus Ciron to this dinner simply so I could have a face-to-face chat with you.

Believe me, you, the Kingdom of Wanglong, and the Kingdom of Asura will all have a future that satisfies you in every way.

We look forward to your attendance.

—Leonardo von Kingdragón, the thirty-second king of the Kingdom of King Dragons.
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Allen put down the letter, and the Second Northern God picked it up, glanced at it, frowned, and then laughed:
"His Majesty Leonardo only invited Allen and Parkus Cylon?"

The Northern King nodded: "Yes."

"Why can't I go?"

The Northern King remained silent for a moment before replying, "I can go and report to His Majesty the King."

Allen waved his hand, indicating that the Second Prince of the North need not worry, and leaned over the dining table to ask:

"Tonight, tomorrow night, or some other good time, or perhaps now?"

The Northern King lowered his head: "Now."

Allen turned to look at Aisha, who was glancing at him sideways: "I can take my little sister to see the world, right?"

The Northern King hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."

The Second Prince of the Northern Gods quickly chimed in, "Then it would be fine if he brought a master with him, right?"

-

It's not necessary to use even a little bit.

It's clear that this "Feast at Hongmen" was never intended to invite the Second Prince of the Northern Gods to the banquet.

That old bastard was so angry he was snorting.

As for why Allen brought up Aisha, it was because the divine and human schemes of the Wanglong Kingdom had already begun.

He can't control Loki, Senis, Izzo, Paul, and the others who are thousands of miles away, so can't he control Aisha?
Therefore, Eren only trusts Aisha to stay under his watchful eye.

However, in reality, the place that Aisha most wants to be, and is also the safest place, is right next to Eren.

And so, Allen, Aisha, and Pacus rode in a carriage all the way to the north of the Dragon King Kingdom, entered the royal palace castle standing under the dark night sky, and came to the ancient building called the Hall of State Affairs. The Northern King then guided them to the audience chamber of the Dragon King Kingdom.

Every nation in the Six-Faced World has a reception room for the kingdom to receive guests, usually located to the side of the throne room where the throne is located, making a grand display.

From a spacious and magnificent perspective, the audience chambers of the Kingdom of Asra are outstanding. They are not only spacious and can accommodate a large number of people, but also have a golden and splendid impression.

Gold and jade decorations were everywhere, and even the simple-looking gates were inlaid with expensive gemstones to show off the country's power.

It seems very sophisticated, but when it comes to showing off, there are still experts in this world.

It's not the Dragon Kingdom, but the Turtle King.
The audience chamber at the aerial fortress of Percius, the Ankylosaurus king.

Percius began meticulously decorating the area around the teleportation magic circle of the aerial fortress. Outside the towering fortress was a tasteful courtyard displaying high-class artworks scoured from all over the world, a truly delightful sight.

The path was secluded and quiet, with no outsiders in sight. The long corridor was silent, and the misty clouds made the aerial fortress appear solemn and majestic, creating a tense atmosphere.

Then, at the end of the path, there is a massive three-meter-high gate that intimidates visitors.

Pushing open the door, one is immediately confronted by the throne. Before the throne stand twelve knights side by side, each wearing a mask and exuding the aura of an Emperor-level powerhouse. Behind them, resting his chin on his hand, sits Percius on the throne, his silver armor gleaming, radiating an undeniable air of authority that commands genuine awe from all who behold this hero.

As Allen stood before the audience chamber of the Dragon King Kingdom, he drifted off into thought, recalling the descriptions of the Turtle King from the original work.

Of course, this is not unfounded; it is clear that the Wanglong Kingdom's audience with the King of the Turtle is following the same pattern.

Within sight:

The candlelight flickered in the corridor, and in the dimly lit audience chamber, two enormous armored figures, each about three meters tall, stood on either side of the entrance.

The armor, which required one to look up, gleamed with a dark golden light in the candlelight. It looked down at the newcomer, bringing a strong sense of oppression.

Pakus was sweating profusely, whether from worrying about the impending trap or feeling that his safety was not guaranteed.

"Where are the soldiers? Why aren't there many soldiers?"

He stiffly turned his head, his neck rigid, to look back at the way he had come.

The corridor was deep and dark, and the sound of hurried footsteps receding into the distance until it completely disappeared from his ears.

The Northern King, who had brought them here, hurriedly left the place.

Allen ignored the departing figure of the Northern King, and instead looked up at the enormous armored giant that bore a resemblance to the Magic Armor.

"Then who knows?"

Parkus wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"Don't you find something amiss, Mr. Allen?"

Allen said nonchalantly, "It's alright, the soldiers are all inside, their heartbeats are quite good. What's wrong, scared?"

Parkus looked at Allen and carefully spoke, "No, the more serious they are, the more it shows they can't do anything to Lord Allen. I'm just worried."

Allen laughed: "Are you worried that I'll actually be convinced by them and turn against you?"

Parkus remained silent, intending to refute, but after glancing at Allen's profile, he truthfully replied, "To be honest, I do have some concerns in that regard."

Allen waved his hand: "Don't overthink it, this farce will be over soon."

After saying that, he turned to Aisha, who was also staring at the huge armor at the door, and compressed his voice through the Flowing Technique, sending it precisely to Aisha's ears: "Does it look familiar?"

Aisha's green pupils darted around as she whispered to Allen using sound magic, "...What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it look like magical armor?"

"They look somewhat alike, don't they?"

"If the color wasn't this black iron, but rather a full set of silver-white armor, it would be even more similar, right?"

Aisha gasped and started babbling incoherently, "Wh-what?"

Allen then asked, "Do you have any ideas about the current arrangements between the gods and humans?"

Aisha was silent for a moment: "To be honest, I can't see clearly."

Allen gave Aisha a deep look and nodded: "Then we'll deal with whatever comes our way. I'm also getting a little curious. With the Dragon King Kingdom's meager resources, what tricks can the God of Man play?"

Allen shrugged and pushed open the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

Pakus, who was standing next to Eren, did not hear Eren and Aisha's rapid conversation. In his perception, Eren and Aisha only looked at each other silently for a few seconds before pushing open the door.

He stared wide-eyed at it, then his pupils contracted.

Behind the door to the audience chamber, two rows of men in black armor, smaller than usual, stood on either side of them.

Rows of them stretched outwards in an orderly fashion, from the entrance all the way to the throne area twenty meters away at the end of the line of sight.

The dim candlelight flickered, the sword in the armored hand gleamed with a terrifying light, and on the iron throne, someone sat, but the figure was not visible due to the dim light.

With a gulp, Pacus swallowed hard.

In that instant, he felt as if someone was watching them from behind the visors on the heads of these armored figures, welcoming their arrival.

Then, with just one step, the armored warrior would wield the sharp blade in his hand.

They cut off their heads.

Just as I was thinking this, *snap*.

Allen took a step.

The next instant, goosebumps rose on the back of Parkus's neck. As he stared wide-eyed, the two armor plates closest to them on either side moved.

They lowered their heads, as if trying to see what Parkus and Allen looked like.

With a hiss and a rustling sound, the armor rubbed together, and the visor magnified in Pacus's vision, spun, and detached from the neck of the armor, leaving two dark red ribbons of blood trailing behind, which fell to the ground with a thud.

With a snap, the armor rubbed together, the knees bent at the joint, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

Blood splattered, covering Parkus's face.

He stared blankly at the neck of the armored figure kneeling beside him. The clean cut and the smooth surface of the armor, along with the lifelike cross-section of a human neck, were vividly presented in his eyes.

Is there really someone inside?

"gone."

Allen's voice suddenly rang out, startling Parkus awake.

The latter wiped the blood off his face and quickly looked at Allen.

He seemed not to have seen this scene at all, and continued walking forward with Aisha. With his movements, armored figures knelt down beside Allen, as if to welcome his arrival, and offered their heads at Allen's feet.

They left behind a field of soldiers' corpses, hidden in their armor.

While Pacus was still in a daze and unable to react, they stepped through the blood-soaked ground and arrived before the throne.

On the throne, the blond Leonardo seemed oblivious to Allen's murderous act, merely turning his head to look at what lay before him.

Before the throne, there was a table, a chair, and a chessboard.

He raised his head, his eyes filled with weariness, staring at Allen, who was covered in blood, as if he didn't even notice the corpses that had fallen to the ground.

He pointed to the chessboard in front of him: "Here you are, Allen Boreas Greirat, how about playing a game of chess with me?"

Allen looked at him: "Stay with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of blood appeared on Leonardo's chin, swept across his philtrum, the tip of his nose, and between his eyebrows, and reached the top of his head.

Leonardo was sliced ​​in two and collapsed beside the throne.

Allen looked down.

As the other person died, Leonardo's face, split in two, twisted and became a strange, unseen face.

At the same time, the stagnant magic in the palace began to boil like water!

Blinding light came from all directions, engulfing the figures of Allen, Pacus, and Aisha between the thrones!

The magic collapsed for a moment, then expanded, bursting into dazzling fireworks!

boom! ! ! ! !
A brilliant sun rose in the night, dozens of kilometers away from the royal palace of the Dragon Kingdom.

(End of this chapter)