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

Chapter 553 'Days Feel Like Years' also has a thousand different forms.

As soon as he finished speaking, Alstead didn't look at Eren, but at Aisha.

His face was filled with murderous intent, and his burning dragon eyes...
Reflected in a pair of equally murderous green pupils.

Alsteed felt he should be under the car, not inside it.

He had already sensed the subtle tension when Alan and Aisha were saying things that sounded like courtship, and he tried to disappear from the carriage quietly.

However, the carriage windows were too narrow, so if one were to jump out, the window frame would have to be cut.

But once the fighting spirit is unleashed, it's hard to say how Allen will react.

So he subconsciously tried to remove the wooden board from the narrow gap in the window frame below the car window.

However, the wooden planks of this temporarily rented carriage had been weathered by time. Although they had been oiled and polished, the surface of the planks was already corroded by rainwater.

It crumbled with just one squeeze.

In the current confined space, he had nowhere to hide.

Therefore, the only option was to try something different using the techniques of the Qiba School.

But as it stands now...
It seems to have no effect.

His skill points were only focused on how to quickly provoke his opponent with words, but he never learned how to talk about other things.

What should I do?
Alsted bowed and stood up: "What I mean is, I suddenly remembered that I have some chores to take care of at my temporary residence. Now that I'm in the Free Zone, I'll come to visit you another day."

Allen looked at Alsteid: "Ah? Oh right, then let the coachman take you to your temporary residence. Where are you staying again?"

Alstead looked at Allen in silence.

The wind blowing in from outside the curtains scattered his lingering image.

The next instant, a passerby outside the car window exclaimed in surprise: "Look how fast that person is running! Hey? They've disappeared?"

Allen turned his head to look at the carriage curtains that were gradually flattening out, his lips twitching.

His neck was a little stiff as he slowly turned his head to look at Aisha.

However, the latter's bewildered and confused expression just now vanished as if it were an illusion.

With half an hour to go, Aisha, who was about to become the butler of the Boreas manor, quietly looked out the carriage window, her left hand gripping her right wrist:
"Indeed. It's still half an hour's drive. The journey has gone by so fast!"

Allen's expression froze.

The two weeks felt exceptionally long, like an eternity.

Yet it was regarded as a precious object and held tightly in people's hands.
'Every day feels like a year'.

-

"Two days without seeing each other have felt like an eternity!"

“Count Chers always says the same thing, can’t you come up with something different?”

"Ha ha."

For nobles who are granted titles, it is a very enjoyable experience to be granted a title in the presence of other nobles.

But that's not the core appeal of being granted a title.

—The core thrill is the 'parade through the streets' after being granted a title and shaking hands with His Majesty the King.

It was not a trial of the criminals, but a symbol of Asura honor.

Since the title has already been bestowed, wouldn't it be inappropriate not to announce it widely?

Ordinary people seek nothing more than profit and fame. As the capital of the first kingdom in the six-sided world, Ars's nobles are deeply involved in the power struggle, which can only be described as utterly vulgar.

Then the royal tour after being granted a title would be very ceremonial:
In front of the royal palace, a crowd spontaneously formed a square formation around the newly appointed Viscount Roltz of the Eastern Border of Fituia, who was standing in the center, and walked along the clean white stone ground. The crowd was shoulder to shoulder and headed towards the noble district.

Wherever they went, there was a cacophony of whispers and fragments.

However, instead of congratulating this unorthodox long-eared tribe, they used the occasion to get to know each other and strengthen their bonds.

Actually, this situation is already quite good. Roltz was simply ignored, but not looked down upon. The nobles chatted among themselves, and there was very little disparagement of Roltz in their conversations.

This is all thanks to his daughter's experience navigating the power circles of the capital over the past two years, which she personally earned for him.

Rolz himself was still a little nervous, walking stiffly, glancing sideways at the prince who was holding his arm beside him, the future king. He wanted to speak several times, but didn't know what to say.

Why didn't His Highness make me kneel down just now?

Is he somewhat dissatisfied with himself?
Or is it a way of intimidating the Boreas family by putting themselves in a bad light?

I heard that this inexplicable viscountship was something Lord Philip secured for himself, and perhaps Luffie even played a part in it.
He unconsciously glanced at Sylphie at the edge of the crowd.

The latter noticed his father's gaze, smiled gently and gracefully, and waved his hand slightly to indicate that Roltz did not need to be too nervous.

As Roltz looked at Silphie in her formal dress, with precious gemstone pendants dangling from her ears, looking just like a princess, he suddenly felt a sense of disorientation.

Before I knew it, I had traveled this far.

Viscount of the Eastern Territory? In-law of the Boreas family? The renowned "Flower of Boreas" in the capital? The gentlest snow-capped white flower in the arena of power?
Where did all this come from? Why has it changed so much in just a few years?
When did it all start?

Roltz was in a daze, and suddenly an image flashed through his mind.

That was Allen, who, during the monster rampage, severed a forest serpent with a single strike and earnestly asked himself if he was alright.

Is the source here?
Roltz was a little stunned. He lost his balance and stepped on the cloak of some kind of wolf-like monster that he had just put on, and stumbled two steps.

He was instantly and steadily supported by Gravel.

Roltz panicked and quickly said, "I'm so sorry, Your Highness."

Gravel's face was warm: "What are you thinking about, Lord Roltz? You seem a little distracted."

Roltz quickly explained, "It reminded me of some things from the past. A few years ago, I was living a very difficult life in the village of Buyena. I never imagined I'd suddenly end up like this. I'm still not quite used to it."

Gravel patted Roltz's hand meaningfully and said, "That's life. There are hundreds of alleys and countless turns on the road ahead."

Each turn brings different circumstances. Lord Roltz simply made the right choice at the right time, didn't he?

Roltz was taken aback, momentarily failing to grasp the hidden meaning beneath the awkward aristocratic tone. Gravel glanced at the Water Emperor Lilfa, who was standing guard beside him, and said with a chuckle:

"I've heard that Lord Roltz met Lord Allen in the village of Buena. Would you be interested in telling me about what happened back then?"

Speaking of Allen, Roltz suddenly felt he had something to say, so he stopped struggling to find the words and began to recount his memories:
"Ah, Allen, it feels like just yesterday that we first met, and now five or six years have passed in the blink of an eye. Time really flies."
When he suddenly arrived in Buena Village, I assumed he was a tutor newly hired by Sir Paul's household. Although he looked somewhat noble, I also assumed he was an adventurer who had seen the world.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be Lord Philip's beloved son, the young master of the Boreas family, who had been through that incident with Lufie. Now he's getting married. It's only a blink of an eye; Lufie has grown up so much, it's time for her to get married.

Gravel raised an eyebrow: "An adventurer? A tutor?"

Roltz nodded: "Yes, the adventurer. He stayed at Sir Paul's house as the teacher of that boy Rudius, and spent his days sparring with Sir Paul."

Gravel chuckled: "Sparring swords. Lord Allen already possessed formidable strength back then? I remember he was already the Sword God King and Water God King in the capital, but Lord Paul, I remember he was only a... Senior Swordsman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lilfa gripped the hilt of his sword tightly.

Rolz grunted and scratched his ear, his posture bearing a striking resemblance to that of Sylphie.

"At that time, Allen's strength was only similar to that of Sir Paul, except that he was faster. Overall, he was probably stronger, considering that he wiped out all the monsters in the entire snow valley in one night."

After saying this, for some reason, Roltz felt that Gravel's expression was somewhat stiff.

But upon closer inspection, it seems to be just an illusion.

Gravel's voice was somewhat low, as if he were picking up where Rolz left off, or perhaps talking to Lilfa beside him:
"Five or six years is enough. In the year 411 of the Jialong calendar, Lord Allen left the capital. At that time, he was indeed a superior of the Water God Stream."

Two years later, Lord Allen arrived in Roya City and became an apprentice of the Sword King Kyrie. A year later, he reappeared as the Sword King.

The King-level swordsman of the Sword King and Sword God style actually transformed directly from the Water God style to the Sword God style.

Upon returning to the royal capital, Ars, at the Water God Sect's commendation banquet, he transformed himself back into the Water God Sect, and even managed to have His Highness the Water Goddess, Reda, stripped of her Sword Realm, the very thing she had made famous.

Two years have passed, and news has arrived from afar that Lord Allen has joined the ranks of the seven great powers.

Haha, it's been thoroughly investigated, but I still find it unbelievable. Six years, or even less than six years, if this isn't genius, what kind of genius is he?
It felt like I was reading a hero's tale called Alan Boreas Grellat, it was unbelievable.

Roltz was a little surprised to hear this: "The Seven Great Powers? I've heard similar news recently, but... this is just a rumor, isn't it?"

Gravel:
Lierfa:
Rumors? Rumors, where's your mother? Rumors.

If it's just a rumor, then Roltz has nothing to do with this today.

Why should he, the next king of Asura, lower himself to cater to a young man who hasn't even inherited the title yet?
No, it's because Lilfa has completely lost confidence under the other side.
Moreover, Allen Boreas Greirat is not a typical nobleman at all!
Two years ago, when he was still the Sword King and Water King, he dared to use the momentum of his promotion to Water King to plot the murder of his father in public!

Two years later, he became one of the seven great powers, and with an even more resounding reputation, do you think he would dare to commit regicide?

He killed his own brother in the conflict zone! A prince just like himself!

Gravel no longer dares to call himself His Majesty! He's terrified that Allen, that scoundrel, might have some 'dissent' upon his return! These past few days have felt like an eternity!
Gravel grew angrier and more upset, his carefully maintained composure teetering on the verge of collapse. He could only grit his teeth and force a smile as he spoke to Roltz:

"Your daughter has excellent taste in choosing a husband."

Roltz paused, then coughed lightly, somewhat embarrassed.
"That's also because of Lufei. She resembles her mother."

Gravel's vision went black, and he almost signaled to Lilfa to just kill the man.

Is that how you respond?

-

"It's been a long time, Senior Sister. These past few days have truly felt like an eternity."

"Xinuo, I rarely ask you to do something for me, and now that things are finally looking up, you come to me crying about how hard it was for you?"

Beyond the crowd, a magnificent crystal-roofed carriage moved slowly forward with the sparse footsteps of the people.

Xinuo, sitting in the carriage, was pouring tea for Leda when he heard this, his hand froze, and he quickly explained:
"Senior sister, you know that's not what I meant. No one can really gauge the extent of Allen's strength right now. It's indeed difficult for us to get a recommendation letter from Prince Gravel to give Allen a position with real power."
The most suitable and natural choice for him is to become the leader of the 'Dawn' Knights. Allen comes from the Water God School's main dojo and is a core disciple of the face-to-face teaching dojo. On that day, at the Water God School's celebration banquet, he single-handedly defeated many Water Kings, making his position legitimate, justifiable, and convincing to the masses.

Leda has been out of the public eye for two years, and now the wrinkles on her face are more noticeable than they were two years ago.

She drooped one eye and shook her head, saying:

"Didn't you ever doubt the veracity of the news?"

Seeing that Lieda was indeed joking, Xinuo put down the teapot and pushed the teacup in front of Lieda:

“Alan’s potential has always been recognized by both of us. Although I was a little surprised, I don’t think it’s outrageous if it’s him.”

Leda spoke up, "Do you think he can defeat Gar?"

Xinuo stroked his chin: "It's hard to say. Although everyone says that Allen is now one of the seven great powers, as you know, senior sister, Randolph of the Dragon Kingdom is no longer considered a match for Gar Farion in our judgment, and is still ranked as one of the seven great powers. Perhaps Allen has defeated him."

Leda sipped her tea: "I didn't say now."

Xinuo nodded: "If not now, then sooner or later he will surpass Gal Farion. If Gal Farion is a genius that comes along only once in a century, then Allen is a genius that comes along only once in a millennium."

Leda's wrinkles twitched, her eyes gleaming with a mocking smile: "You seem to think highly of him."

Xinuo laughed: "If I, as the senior uncle of the Water God Sect, don't have a high opinion of him, then am I supposed to have a high opinion of that guy Gar Faleon?"

He paused briefly, as if he had something to say.

thump.

Leda put down her teacup, interrupting Xinuo.

"That child, Izuru, is deeply in love with Allen and cannot extricate herself. The Water God's partner must abandon her family, serve the Water God as a commoner, and reside in the Water God's main dojo."

Given the current situation, Allen, as the only heir to Boreas, is no longer able to sever ties with Boreas.

Therefore, the only option is for Isorti to sever ties with the Elkel family and submit to Eren;
'Dawn' serves directly under the Asura royal family.

The moment dawn breaks is the moment when we sever ties with the main dojo of the Water God Sect.
I am too old to defeat Gar Farion and reclaim the Sacred Land of the Sword.

But Allen is still young and has potential; he can.

These three factors all disqualify him from becoming the Grand Master of the Knights of Dawn.

She looked up at Xinuo:

"He is the next water god."

(End of this chapter)