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

Chapter 546 A Feeling of Fear Upon Returning Home, Victory Result Screen
"Sky Fortress? Does it require the power of the Turtle-Dragon King?"

Alsteed nodded.

Cold blood hissed from the neck of the python corpse beside the two, appearing a vivid wine red under the lush shade of the trees.

Allen understood: "That must be because the Dragon Clan's secret technique is used to accelerate the cultivation of the Dragon Saint's Battle Qi. You can't handle it alone, so you have to ask him for help."

Alsted's expression tightened: "I'm really not an expert in dragon clan secret techniques."

Allen: "Understood."

He understood, but the thought that the Turtle King would definitely take this opportunity to show off in front of him made Allen feel uncomfortable.

"I understand, I'll do it as soon as possible, don't be too anxious."

Alstead could tell that Allen was unwilling to be pushed around, so he simply nodded and did not try to force him.

He is also getting to know how to interact normally with Allen.

—Alan and Rudy are very different in personality. The former has a strong sense of self and is even somewhat similar to Alstead in some of his assertive aspects, unlike Rudy, who doesn't have many of his own ideas about the big picture.

Orsteed even had a more pragmatic idea.

That is to put Allen into the abyss.

Since Eren's lifespan isn't long enough to live into the future, let's stuff him into a rift in time.

but.
Alstead glanced at Aysa, who was secretly looking at Eren, and then looked at Eren, who was looking down in thought.

Images of Rudy and Sarah together, and their smiles as they cared for the child, flashed through his mind.

Then, although he couldn't fully understand this intuition yet, the sudden surge of intuition still told him:

Allen will not agree to go to the Abyss.

Even if he were to bring all the women he favored.

As his thoughts raced through his mind, Allen lifted his foot and walked forward again.

But Orsteed stopped him.

"Already arrived."

"Ok?"

As he spoke, Alsted looked at the python corpse beside him, his gaze following the corpse across the redwood-like trees nearby.

The redwood tree beside the three of them was nearly seventy meters tall, requiring almost eight adult men to encircle it, much taller than the surrounding bushes that averaged 40-50 meters.

Looking at Alsteid's appearance, Allen seemed to realize something. He slowly raised his head, and in his eyes, he could clearly see a python's nest hidden in the shade of the trees, built sixty meters above their heads.

Then, in a flash, he saw that Alsteed, who had just been beside him, had landed at the edge of the python's nest.

The light flickered several times, and the python corpses above fell one after another, landing on the Flowing Mystic Barrier that Allen had raised, enveloping him and Aisha within.

He glanced at Aisha, bowed slightly, and waved for her to jump onto his back so they could go up together to find Alsteed.

Aisha didn't even walk behind Allen.

With a simple twist of her body, she positioned her waist in front of Allen's wrist.

Allen raised an eyebrow and turned to look at her.

Aisha blinked her eyes, a puzzled look on her face, and was about to speak:
"What's wrong? That's not what I meant, brother!"

Her vision suddenly blurred. Aisha had just felt Allen grab her waist and felt a sense of weightlessness under her feet when she was back on solid ground.

—The sunlight that had been blocked by the trees shone down from the sky, illuminating the surrounding scene brightly.

In the blink of an eye, Aisha was lifted up to the treetop.

Allen released his grip, looked around at the situation, and looked surprised.

From below, it is clearly a python's nest made of some dead branches placed on a thick tree trunk, yet it is a hidden world.

The surrounding tree branches are a disguise created by the monster as a natural choice of habitat, but the habitat itself is a stone slab placed on the tree canopy.

To be precise, it was a stone slab inlaid with a magic circle. The edges of the slab had been worn down by the wind and rain. Alsted was staring at a particularly worn area, examining it closely.

His body was covered in python blood and shattered python eggs scattered all over the ground.

Allen said, "The teleportation magic circle is set up in a tree. In this world where no one can fly, being fifty meters above our heads does have a 'blind spot' feel to it. So, can it still be used?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind appeared at Alstead's fingertips. He pressed the wind against the stone slab beneath his feet and began to cut the indistinct magic circle markings with a hissing sound. After about ten seconds, he straightened up and replied briefly, "It's ready now."

Allen clicked his tongue in amazement: "Skilled, no wonder you've reincarnated so many times, walking the same path thousands of times. Is it because you've completely mastered carving the transfer magic circle to make travel easier?"

Orsteed took out the magic stones he had just taken from the residence of the Northern God II from his pocket and embedded them into the grooves at the four corners of the magic circle.

A faint blue light emanated from the room, making Alsted's face appear even more ferocious.

He gave a rather ominous smile: "I've only grasped the magic circle patterns in the easily worn areas. If it's completely worn out, I can't repair it. This transfer magic circle points to transfer magic circles in three locations."

1. Demon King Mountain in the northern part of the Demon Continent.

Second: The mountainside on the north side of the lower jaw of the Chilong Mountain Range.

Three: The valley on the western part of the upper jaw of the Chilong Mountains.

"You mentioned that your companions are currently in the lower jaw of the Crimson Dragon Mountains. So, are you going to move there, or move directly to the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon Mountains to return to the capital as quickly as possible?"

Upon hearing the words "Royal Capital," Allen paused slightly, and the smile on his face vanished.

He stared at the teleportation magic circle in front of him, and only then did he truly grasp the reality of being able to return to the capital in an instant.

Alsted then said, "Returning to the capital is a better option; it saves the most time."

Actually, Boss Long initially wanted to directly control the transfer magic circle to point towards the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon Mountain Range, but in the blink of an eye, he felt it would be better to ask Allen first.

He is not Rudy.

They won't follow all their own decisions.

Although the subsequent suggestions still sounded harsh and not at all tactful.

In his line of sight, Allen turned to look northwest, seemingly lost in thought.

The flow of profound meaning surrounding Allen vanished, and the mountain wind above the treetops invaded his surroundings, shaking his clothes and ruffling his white hair.

in front of him.

Below, the scorched earth and ruins of the destroyed palace were laid out before them.

Further on, the buildings of the Dragon King Kingdom stretched out in rows, taking in the entire view.

Further ahead lay endless mountains, dense forests, and the horizon.

This is the direction Yars is heading.

However, Ars couldn't see it at all.

Aisha didn't look at the sky; she simply smoothed her hair, which had been ruffled by the wind, and glanced at Allen's profile. Going to the capital now was indeed the best choice. Sister Loki and the others had already reached the foot of the Crimson Dragon Mountains and could return to Ars in less than two months.

Allen doesn't need to transfer there to accompany them back. He can simply transfer to the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon Mountains and return to Yars to wait for their return.

This way, I can take advantage of this time to deal with the aftermath of the crown prince's struggle in the capital, let Lady Hilda know I'm safe, and reunite with my sister Sylphie whom I haven't seen in a long time, and then spend some time alone together.

I don't need to meet my mother and father in advance. The fact that I suddenly grew up can be explained when they come back. Hehe, I wonder if Noren, who is still a child, will be too scared to talk to me when she sees me, a 'stranger'.

Noren is still very cute at this age.
Oh, and there's his brother too. Although he doesn't say it, you can tell he misses Eren terribly.

After receiving the memories from the future, will he, like most people, think it's just a dream? Or will he notice some clues?

From any perspective, it seems like Eren would choose to return to the capital.

Allen didn't say anything.

Aisha glanced at Alster, who was staring intently at Allen and waiting for his decision. Even though she used magical fluctuations to distort the light and shadow around him, it only weakened the curse and did not completely isolate it.

A tense atmosphere emanated from Alsteid. Aisha immediately turned to look at Allen, her lips parted, and she instinctively wanted to speak up and remind Allen:
"Brother, I think..."

But in the instant her gaze shifted...

Alan's swaying white hair caught her eye.

Aisha was taken aback, but the words that were about to come out suddenly changed direction by 180 degrees:

"The red dragon's jaw would be better; it would be more convenient to return to the capital with Sister Luo Qixi that way."

She blinked, glancing at Allen's distant gaze.

"Sister Loki and Sister Izoruti have already gotten used to my brother's changed appearance. This way, when we get to the capital, they'll have someone to help explain, which will save us a lot of trouble."

"Go to the capital."

After Aisha finished speaking, she fell silent upon hearing what Allen had suddenly said.

Allen gazed at the sky, then turned his head to look at Aisha.

Aisha looked back at him, only to find that Allen wasn't looking into her eyes, but rather at her waist-length red hair, which was disheveled in the wind.

He said, "Let's go back to the capital first."

Aisha lowered her eyes and replied, "Mm."

“Olsteed, trouble. The valley on the western side of the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon Mountains.”

"it is good."

The voices were scattered by the wind, and soon after, a faint light flickered in the treetops, and the figures disappeared.

The magic stone in the corner of the magic circle lost its luster and turned into powder when blown by the wind.

Suddenly, a B-rank monster, the Black Feathered Cloud Swan, emerged from the wind and eagerly landed on the treetop, pecking at the egg liquid left on the magic circle from the giant jungle python.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they spread their wings and took flight, soaring up from the gaps between the trees and disappearing into the white clouds in the sky.

After several flaps of its wings, stirring up clouds and mist, it traversed mountains and valleys for a long, long time, until it was hungry again, and then suddenly broke out of the clouds.

The jet-black feathers, carrying moisture, swooped down like an arrow and plunged fiercely into the lone ship beneath them!

There's a figure there.

Boom! !

Black Feather Cloud Swan crashed headfirst into the transparent barrier spell, becoming dizzy and disoriented. It was then grabbed by the monkey-faced demon beneath the barrier spell, its neck smashed and thrown aside.

Keith looked at the waves bobbing around the ship and gazed westward.

The coastline of the Dragon Kingdom has disappeared from sight.

Although the god said it was none of his business, Keith couldn't resist his curiosity. He knew the god must have other plans, so he traveled all the way to the Dragon King Kingdom.

I had just entered the country when a god entered my dream.

He instructed Keith to deliver the magical artifacts to High Priest Milis in the capital.

Keith hesitated for a moment before agreeing. After all, it wouldn't matter if he ran into Allen Boreas Grellat. He hadn't shown up during the Bita assassination, so he wasn't worried about Allen recognizing him as a key part of the original plan.

That very night, after reaching Vebon, handing over the Far-Seeing Magic Tool to High Priest Milis, and checking into an inn...
Keith heard a deafening roar, followed by a violent earthquake. He rushed to the window and watched helplessly as the palace was engulfed by the intense heat of the explosion and reduced to ruins.

The people of Keith were dumbfounded.

He was so scared that he ran away before he could even sit properly.

With such a commotion, I couldn't help but feel curious. I'm off!

He left the city overnight, ran to the nearest fishing village on the east side, found a fishing boat and prepared to go to sea to Milis to avoid the storm.

"Hiss, why did this stupid bird crash here? A B-rank monster, the Black-feathered Cloud Swan. Its wings taste pretty good, but I'm not hungry yet. I'll leave it for now."

The waves crashed against the hull, the deck swayed, and the salty wind filled Keith's nostrils.

He casually tossed the monster's corpse onto the deck as a reserve food supply.

He then examined the barrier magic tools he had obtained through gambling under the guidance of the gods in Xilong, adjusted the sail above his head to feel the direction of the sea breeze, and listlessly leaned against the mast with his hands behind his head:

"He didn't come to me in my dreams all night. I wonder if that 'human god's' scheme has gone wrong again. Anyway, it's none of my business. Tsk, what kind of commotion could raze a royal palace to the ground? That's outrageous!"

Muttering to himself, muttering to himself.

Keith's consciousness gradually faded, and then he suddenly lost his footing!

He opened his eyes with a start!

The waves vanished into nothingness, the salty wind disappeared without a trace, and he could no longer touch the slightly damp deck beneath him.

Before me lay an endless expanse of white, without boundaries, without direction, without people, without anything.

He fell into a dream and returned to this world of nothingness.

Keith scrambled to his feet, looked around, and then opened his mouth wide to see the human god behind him lying on the 'ground,' curled up in a ball, his hands barely visible as outlines, tightly embracing him.

He lay on the ground, his face as indistinct as ever, but for some reason, Keith could see a trace of lifeless stillness in that swaying, empty face.
"Um... what's wrong?"

The god ignored him, only muttering something under his breath, like a helpless girl with her arms crossed as a villain forced himself on her.

Keith's lips twitched, feeling utterly absurd and bewildered.

He stood there stunned for a long time before he finally confirmed that the small, pitiful, and helpless mosaic in front of him was indeed the god himself, and he cautiously approached it.

Then, the incessant muttering of the god and man reached his ears:

"I had already succeeded. I had already succeeded. I had already succeeded. Why did I suddenly come back? Ah... Ah."

His eyes flickered, and he looked at Keith:
"Aa ...

(End of this chapter)