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

Chapter 531 The Visitor from Milis and the Savior
"Brother, brother? You're awake, brother?"

At the call, Allen suddenly opened his eyes.

The morning glow pierced the eyes. In front of them, the window above the hotel's bay window was wide open, and the autumn wind blew in. The air in Weibang was still filled with the lingering smell of gunpowder.

Even so, a pleasant aura wafted from my side.

—The lotus scent is a shampoo I bought in Xilong.

Allen glanced to the side and saw Aisha, her hair slightly damp, holding a basin of water, blinking and smiling at him, revealing a small canine tooth.

"It seems like my brother is also very tired. Why didn't he go to bed? He just fell asleep sitting on the bay window?"

She placed a basin of water on the windowsill with a thud. The maid, with impeccable manners, took out a towel, draped it over her arm, and then bowed in a maid's curtsy.

"Master~ Please wash your face. Ouch!"

Allen gave her a light tap on the head, annoyed: "Where did you learn such strange talk? One minute you're calling me butler, the next you're calling me maid. And if you call me master again, I'll kick you."

Aisha stuck out her tongue and muttered:

"They make it sound so simple, but when it comes to actually kicking, they don't."

"Ok?"

Aisha looked up abruptly, staring at the flicking finger still hovering over her forehead, and raised her hands, glaring at him as she shouted, "I surrender! I surrender!"

Allen's lips twitched, and he jumped off the bay window: "Did you learn this from Rudy too?"

Aisha chuckled: "No, it's usually because Rudy does something weird, and when I scold him, he mimics his posture and tone of voice very well, right?"

Allen bent down to wash his face: "How long have you been awake?"

Aisha stroked her chin: "Half an hour? I didn't want to wake my brother, but he said last night that we should leave the Dragon King Kingdom as soon as possible, so we won't delay. We can catch up on sleep in the carriage on the way back."

Allen, washing his face, asked, "Have you eaten?"

Aisha shook her head: "No!"

Allen looked up, took the towel from Aisha's arm, and wiped his face: "Let's go get some breakfast, then find out where the Temple of Milis in Vebon is, and head over there to take a look."

"it is good!"

-

In just one night, news of His Majesty the King's assassination by assassins sent by the Holy Empire of Milis had spread throughout the streets and alleys.

"Is His Majesty the King being buried today?"

"It was supposed to be a burial, but in reality, it's said that even the body couldn't be found."

"I heard that the other side was so insane that they used an Emperor-level attack magic tool to blow the entire royal city to ashes. They are truly insane."

"Luckily, they didn't expand the assassination attempt beyond the noble district, otherwise we would both be dead by now. It's truly frightening."

"In that sense, you do have some humanity."

"Fortunately, the general stabilized the situation, and he worked through the night to kill those murderers and put out the fire."

"Are you sure it's the Great General? I didn't hear anything about the Great General."

"Who else could it be but the Great General?"

“‘Savior’ Allen Boreas Greirat, think about it, if the general really had such skill, why would he wait until the palace was turned into a sea of ​​fire before stepping in to resolve the matter?”

"An outsider? He...he didn't he kill the First Prince? This..."

"What, you don't believe me? Think about it, if the General truly had the ability to kill the assassins in time, why would he allow them to act only after the incident occurred? Unless this matter is something he simply cannot handle, and if it really was the General's doing, doesn't that mean the General wants His Majesty the King to do it?"

"You can't just say things like that!"

"So what? The fire last night was pretty big. Guess what? Some of the princes and princesses in the palace received the news early on and left the palace. As for those princes and princesses that Chagall favored, they left even earlier."

"That's true."

"What's even more ridiculous is that last night it was Lord Northern God II who led Allen Boreas Grellat's 'Secret Sword Radiance' to put out the fire, while all the princes and princesses hid in their respective residences and dared not come out. Only the eighteenth princess, who was not favored and was rumored to be a fool, stepped forward to appease the people."

Allen sat in a restaurant across from the hotel, eating breakfast and listening to the gossip around him.

He looked over there and discovered that the person who spoke was none other than a member of the native Wanglong Kingdom of 'The Radiance of the Secret Sword'.

I sent them a message yesterday, asking them to cooperate fully with Pakus's actions. Good heavens, they're here this early in the morning trying to fool the public.

After all that, he, the criminal suspect who personally killed Leonardo, suddenly became a police officer arresting criminals.

The other person also saw Allen eating there and gave him a subtle wink.

It looks like he's trying to take credit.
Aisha chuckled, then suppressed a laugh, watching with a straight face as she looked at Allen's absurd expression.

Allen glanced at her and said in a low voice:

“Pakus is something else. The Eighteenth Princess has no power in the royal dragon kingdom and can’t beat Chagall, so he simply gives up and tries to wage a propaganda war among the people by celebrating the funeral.”

You know what, this logic actually sounds pretty plausible.

Immediately after speaking, she realized that what she had said was supposed to be a sarcastic remark from another world, but she couldn't help but share it with Aisha.

Aisha looked at Allen and nodded with a smile, "Yes, but if my brother were to do it himself, he would also do some." She paused, as if finding the idea of ​​'stirring up a media war' somewhat amusing, and chuckled first:
"Information war, what an apt term."

Allen glanced at Aisha, who had already eaten and drunk her fill, stuffed the last piece of bread into his mouth, got up to pay the bill, and walked out of the restaurant.

Aisha skipped along behind Allen, her hands behind her back, looking up at him: "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I feel closer to my brother. Is it just my imagination?"

Allen glanced at her sideways, but didn't say anything.

Just then, the member of the Secret Sword's Radiance hurriedly ran out and walked to Allen's side, saying as they went:

"Captain, what are your orders?"

Allen replied, "The Radiance of the Secret Sword has spread to various streets to do this?" The man paused, cautiously observing Allen's expression: "Well... wasn't it the captain's instruction to support Pacus? I heard from everyone that once you reach the level of the Seven Great Powers or above, it seems that you lose your desire for power."

He paused, then shut his mouth, realizing he had said too much.

Allen nodded: "Just do as you wish. You've been active around the Dragon King Kingdom all this time, with your lovers, families, and friends all around. I'm sure you wouldn't want to take you to Asura. Pakus is a good guy, it'll be good to help him out."

The man became excited: "That's wonderful!"

Allen added, "Also, if nothing unexpected happens, I will be leaving the Kingdom of Wanglong this afternoon. You don't need to see me off. Just go about your business. If you ever get tired of the Kingdom of Wanglong and want to come to Asura, you can go directly to the capital of Asura to find me."

He suddenly waved his hand, looking at the adventurer whose expression had become astonished and even somewhat flustered: "Don't misunderstand. How did we get this friendship? It came from killing the Ghostly Sword together, from sharing life and death. When my fate was unknown and there was no news of me, you guys created the Radiance of the Ghostly Sword and even chose me as the captain. What did you want from me?"
What benefits can I bring you? Of course, it's that you genuinely consider me a friend and brother, and cherish the memories of the times we weathered the crisis together in the archipelago.

Since that's the case, let's not go through all this pretense, understand? They all flock together to welcome me, and then flock together to see me off, all while being so respectful, giving me orders, and carefully watching my every move.

"Aren't you tired? What kind of adventurer team is this?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then stared blankly at Allen, speechless. After a long while, he suddenly burst out laughing and punched Allen in the shoulder.
"Damn it, Mr. Allen hasn't changed a bit in two years. I understand. I'll pass on the message. As for whether everyone comes or not, that's not up to me. Do you think you can tell us whether to welcome you or see you off? Why should we? Just because you're our captain?"

Before Allen could even raise an eyebrow and say anything, he chuckled and vanished in a flash, giving Allen no chance to respond.

Aisha blinked as she watched the person leave.

"It's so awesome~"

Allen's lips twitched: "I didn't mean to say that."

Aisha exclaimed, "That's even more amazing!"

Allen looked at Aisha, who was sometimes acting childish and sometimes surprisingly mature, and was somewhat speechless: "I wanted to ask about the Temple of Milis, but he ran away before I could even get the answer. It's okay, let's just stop a passerby and ask."

The Holy Empire of Milis is now the mastermind behind the murder of His Majesty the King, and the Temple of Milis is likely in a difficult situation right now.

-

The Temple of Milis in Vebong is situated at the intersection of the noble district, the commercial district, and the royal palace.

Unlike the luxurious and elegant Church of Our Lady in Dresden, the temple in Chillon is not as extravagant and elegant. Although it occupies a considerable area, it still looks somewhat simple.

It looks a bit like a smaller version of Cologne Cathedral.

The temple was as Allen had predicted; it was rather deserted, and it was quite obvious that it had only become deserted starting today.

What was particularly noticeable was that some pedestrians dressed in the simple, elegant colors that Milis believers wear for worship were gathered at the temple entrance, wanting to go in but showing hesitation on their faces, just lingering at the temple entrance.

Meanwhile, many non-Miris believers passing by pointed and commented on the temple.

Amidst the astonished gazes of passersby, Allen and Aisha ascended the steps one by one, pushed open the door, and entered the temple.

There was a passageway beneath my feet that stretched to the prayer altar twenty meters away at the far end of my sight.

The corridor floor and the seats on both sides look rather old and have been around for many years. The overall color scheme is a calm wood tone, which, combined with the enamel glass that is quite different from the architectural style of other buildings in the Dragon Kingdom, creates a solemn atmosphere.

The temple was empty; there were no worshippers inside.

Only one priest, dressed in the distinctive robes of the Milis sect, stood alone on the prayer altar with his back to Allen and Aisha.

The other person heard the door open and turned around to look at Allen and Aisha.

It turned out to be an old woman with white hair.

"There are believers here today? Come in, the prayer service is just in time." She squinted and looked them over, somewhat surprised. "Not believers, but guests? Welcome, please have a seat."

After saying that, she turned her head and continued to pray.

Allen and Aisha exchanged a glance, stepped forward, and stood behind her. Only after she finished praying did Allen look at her retreating figure and speak:
"You don't seem angry? You should understand that the rumors in the city are not true."

The old woman didn't turn around, but shook her head with a smile: "His Majesty the King was close to the Papal faction, so it's no wonder he ended up like this."

Allen raised an eyebrow: "Oh? You're not a Papal supporter?"

The old woman spoke slowly, her voice steady and unhurried: "The faith of those in the Papal faction is impure, and they are overly power-hungry. We have never believed that they can represent the will of Saint Milis, and therefore we have never felt anger at being slandered."

As for the misunderstandings the public has about us cardinals, that's something we can't help, but fortunately, time will tell.

Allen asked curiously, "Is the Temple of Milis in Vebon actually dominated by the Cardinals? I thought you only cared about matters concerning the divine children and ignored worldly affairs."

The old woman smiled and said, "That's true, but the Temple of Milis in the Kingdom of Wanglong was just an accident. We, the Cardinals, acquired ownership of this temple in order to monitor a dangerous divine child—Bihaide Wolworth—to determine whether he could regain the attention of the gods, fully control his divine child abilities, and return to the Cardinals."

Unfortunately, he succumbed to depravity and failed our test. However, the cardinals still held some hope for him, so ownership of the temple was temporarily retained.

Of course, I still outwardly identify myself as belonging to the Papacy, only the objects of my prayers differ from theirs.

Allen squinted at the old woman's retreating figure: "You seem to have said a bit too much to me, a guest you're meeting for the first time."

The old woman smiled and turned around.

Aisha and Allen then got a clear look at each other's faces.

With an ordinary appearance and unremarkable features, she could at most be described as a kind-looking old lady.

Allen studied her for a moment, frowning as if he wanted to say something.

But the next moment he felt Aisha's heartbeat suddenly become erratic, and he turned to look at Aisha in surprise.

The other person stared wide-eyed at the old woman before them, and said in astonishment:
"Archbishop Achaerbisa? How could it be you?"

The old woman simply smiled at Aisha, without asking how Aisha knew she was a cardinal archbishop, and then turned to look at Allen.

She looked Allen up and down, then fixed her gaze on his abdomen, a faint glint in her eyes.

"Such an exquisite altar for baptism within the body, and the fact that He chose an outsider to be His holy son, fills us with envy."

"Savior of the world, Ellen Boreas Grellatt, it's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Acharbissa, and I am the current Archbishop of the Cardinals."

(End of this chapter)