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

Chapter 557 Mrs. Huang Misses Allen Too
Aisha simply felt that the distance between her and Eren had grown.

However, Philip is real.

The nobles' formation passed by Allen in the opposite direction.

There were many nobles who noticed this young man with a full head of white hair and an unfamiliar face.

However, most people only glanced at it and then looked away.

The other party was not dressed in noble attire. Although he looked extraordinary and very noble, most people thought he was just a young, handsome swordsman that a noble lady had recently taken in.

Gravel and Lilfa also noticed Allen. The former only glanced at him before looking away, but after a while, he felt that the smile on the man's face looked so annoying and irritating.

Just like Allen, he heard from Philip that the other person's hair had also turned white.
Gravel was taken aback and quickly looked at Lilfa beside him.

The latter's face turned pale.

Although he felt that Allen's current appearance was unfamiliar, the other party's seemingly relaxed demeanor, which clearly allowed him to draw the Water God Flow Sword Technique at will, was too familiar.

It looked so familiar that it made him want to vomit.

But the ceremony continued, and the two looked at Allen with suspicion as they passed each other.

As for Roltz, who was standing next to them, he was so nervous that he didn't even see Allen.

Where is Philip, the father?
"Lord Philip?? Lord Philip?? Are you alright?? Lord Philip??"

The figure in front of the gate of the Boreas mansion was obscured by the corner of the wall after turning the corner and could no longer be seen.

Philip finally snapped out of his daze.

Unlike Hilfi, who was deliberately avoided by the nobles, Philip had to go with the flow in the formation because his arm was being supported by a nobleman next to him, and he had sycophantic followers behind him.

Seeing that he was walking weakly, everyone thought he was tired, so they helped this father continue walking.

Good heavens, he's faster than Philip himself walks.

Philip kept turning his head, hesitant and indecisive. He wanted to leave the group, but he was also afraid of making a move that might backfire. His face showed obvious panic and helplessness.

The nobleman beside him looked on in surprise, following his gaze back:

"Eh? Miss Sylphiette, why did you leave the group? Is something wrong at home?"

Philip simply murmured, "Allen."

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"What kind of person is Allen? Let me think."

Outside the free zone, a couple sits in a new energy sports car.

Yes, a sports car, not a cannon.

Convertible, wide-body, SUV, drafty on all sides, powerful engine; with just a gentle push of the lever, the magic circle under the car stacks, connecting the blade battery—or rather, the magic stone—borne by the chassis.

That will allow you to shift gears.

Rudy always felt it was a pity that they hadn't developed an alternate dimension version that lacked the smooth feel of gearbox shifting.

But Alice found it great; the power came with just a push.

The instant push-back feeling was much more satisfying than using the Light Blade's Instant Step.

Of course, Alice and Rudy aren't sitting in the car right now, otherwise Rudy would have been kicked out by now.

In front of the more refined dashboard of the magic vehicle compared to a few months ago, Seven Stars, with black hair and wearing a robe similar to a magic academy professor's uniform, sat in the passenger seat, resting his chin on his hand, waiting for Rudy's response.

She still looks like a typical Japanese high school girl, with round cheeks, round almond-shaped eyes, still childish and youthful, but her features are clearly not as refined as those of a native like Hilfi.

Rudy, with dark circles under his eyes, was pondering the Seven Stars' problem while holding the steering wheel.

What kind of person is Allen?

He is strong, independent, and sometimes acts somewhat arbitrarily, but being with him often gives people a strong sense of security.

As Rudy thought of this, fragmented memories suddenly flashed through his mind. His impression of Allen's appearance with brown hair and gray eyes flickered, while out of nowhere, a white-haired, black-eyed appearance, completely different from the Allen in his 'impression', was forcibly squeezed into his mind.

Rudy reached up and pressed his head, his expression slightly pained.

Qi Xing tilted her head to look at him: "Are the symptoms of memory confusion still there? It seems that the treatment methods you mentioned are not very effective. Should I take over driving?"

Rudy waved his hand: "No need, the road is quite wide. Don't worry, I won't hit anyone."

That's an excuse.

Because Seven Stars likes racing.

Rudy doesn't understand Alice, fine, but why does Seven Stars also like racing?

Are women all thrill-seeking creatures?
Qixing pouted, revealing a hint of disgust: "Yesterday you confidently told me that as long as you successfully dated that noble lady with short blonde hair, you could distract yourself and forget these trivial memories. Now it seems that not only has it not worked, but because your body is relatively weak and you lack sleep, these symptoms are becoming more frequent."

This is the third time today, isn't it? It usually only happens when I'm feeling sleepy and about to drift off to sleep.

Rudy looked unsteady and awkwardly hummed in agreement twice.

The noblewoman who seemed to have the same short, golden hair as his wife—no, the wife in his dreams—and who appeared stubborn and shy, was surprisingly unashamed in bed.
As expected of Asura's capital, even a random noblewoman possesses astonishing skills that defy imagination.
Thinking about this made Rudy's head ache even more.

However, this time it wasn't the ambiguous white-haired Allen's face that flickered, but rather the face of his wife Sarah in his dream.

He even had the illusion that he was having an affair with Sarah.

Sigh, when will this memory confusion finally stop?
Memory confusion
However, according to the news from Hilfi, Allen was doing well, just as she had trusted him, and had accomplished something great abroad.
However, his hair did turn white, and his appearance seemed to have changed as well.
When Hilfi talked about this, she hesitated, as if she still had something to say. But during the only time the two of them met in the past two weeks, she didn't say what was on her mind until they parted.

What? Is there something else you're hiding from me about Allen?

Rudy fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the other party had recovered, Qixing said with some dissatisfaction, "I said, now that the symptoms have disappeared, shouldn't you answer my question? Although you came to this world earlier than me, there's no seniority system in other world transmigration, is there?"

Rudy: I ​​don't care about seniority; I'm much older than you...
"That guy has a ton of good points, too many to list at once. You'll see for yourself when he gets back."

Qi Xing frowned: "What? You're basically saying nothing. I only asked what kind of person he is, not his strengths."

Rudy's lips twitched: "Because when it comes to his character, almost everything about him is a good point!"

Seven Stars pouted: "Huh?"

It's no wonder she was curious.

The news of Allen's survival has spread rapidly in Ars. From princes to ordinary nobles, people have recently extended olive branches to their research institute. Some are quite serious, saying they want to provide financing to the Serent Merchant Guild, while others are quite frivolous, sending boxes of jewels and magic stones, merely to indicate that they want to maintain a 'good relationship'.

What?
Previously, when Ariel was in the capital, she was clearly hostile, and the merchant guild was suppressed at every turn in its early days. But now she's wagging her tail like a bunch of stray dogs. It's extremely annoying.

What's even more ridiculous is that quite a few noblewomen are eager to have something happen between Rudy and them.
Then, in order to gain an opportunity to integrate into the social circle of Allen Boreas Greirat.
This is utterly absurd.
"Although Olsteed has been famous for so many years, he is not well-known. On the contrary, Allen Boreas Greirat's influence is more like that of a dragon god bearing the name of the seven great powers."

I often feel now that the person behind the Serent Chamber of Commerce isn't Alstead, but this Allen I've never met before. It's really inexplicable.

Rudy was taken aback by what he heard, then gave a normal smile, not at all lewd.

"The Dragon God is cursed, so he has no close friends. As for Allen, this is just how Allen should be; he's the kind of protagonist you see in novels."

Seven Stars glanced at him sideways: "You've got that weathered smile on your face again. You all clearly like that Allen Boreas Greirat guy, but why do you look so much more weathered now that you know he's coming back?"

Rudy's smile was somewhat bitter.

Since I suddenly had that dream two weeks ago
Everything has changed.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary dream and he would forget about it after a while. In fact, he was so playful that he even came up with more imaginative ideas based on the world line theory that he and Alsterd had discussed in the dream.

But things quickly spiraled out of control.

That dream.
The memories didn't fade away as I regained consciousness; fragments of the dream kept recurring in my mind.

Especially after he learned that Allen was still alive.

He always felt an urgent urge to shout, to raise his arms and yell, to forcefully release his pent-up desire.

But after venting his frustrations on women, Rudy only felt more empty.

The method wasn't right for me; I didn't want that kind of physical release.
I made a mistake, it seems to be... emotional release.
He always felt like he was expecting something, but the increasing frequency of his memory confusion only made him feel more and more lost.
Sometimes, even in the dead of night, he would feel the same dream he had earlier.
After Eren's death, he sought refuge with Alsteed and, after much effort, finally decided to save Eren's dream.

it is true.

And over these days, he himself gradually transformed into the mature and composed Rudius Notos Grerat from his dream, a man who had experienced the ways of the world.

That's too detached, how is that possible?
Lost in thought, the magic vehicle entered the city walls of the Free Zone and the Noble Zone without any hindrance.

Hill Chers greeted the two men quite familiarly as they emerged from the city wall.

"Good afternoon, Miss Serent Sevenstad, and good afternoon, Mr. Rudius!"

Rudy quickly snapped out of his dazed state and greeted them politely:

"Hello, Captain Chers, didn't you say a few days ago that you were going to guard the wall between the Free Zone and the Adventurers' Settlement Zone? Why are you back here again?"

Hill Chers chuckled and responded to Rudy:
That's not today.

However, because the magic chariot did not slow down, Rudy sped away before he could even hear what the other person was saying.

Seven Stars, standing to the side, had absolutely no liking for Hill Chers, who had once come to visit but then wanted to take Rudy to a brothel. He ignored the man's greeting, displaying extreme rudeness.
"Didn't you tell me you didn't like him? Why are you still putting on this fake act?"

Rudy's smile froze.

Seven Stars added, "Your memory confusion is getting worse, and your personality seems to have changed completely. Fortunately, today Orstide told me through a magical tool that he has returned to Ars. Let's go ask him; he knows a lot and should have a solution."

Two weeks ago, Rudy, who was very reluctant to see Orsteed because of the murder of the Countess, quietly nodded.

"It would be good to ask President Alsteid."

Qi Xingqi said, "However, memory confusion also has its advantages. It seems like you're not afraid of him anymore."

Rudy:
More than that.

Rudy still feels an inexplicable sense of kinship with Orstide.

too weird
This illness really needs to be treated properly.

The magic chariot was much faster than the horse-drawn carriage, and the two soon saw the approaching formation.

“That’s Uncle Roltz’s knighting procession.”

"Should we take a different route? Won't you hit someone if you drive like this?"

If Rudy had driven there two weeks ago to make his presence known and show off, he could have done so.

— Following Allen in showing off is the ultimate evolution of Project Green Leaf.

But now he just grunted in response, turned the steering wheel, and after a few turns, arrived at the back of the formation. Rudy glanced back at the rearview mirror and continued driving.

But then he was taken aback.

Ahead, a richly dressed nobleman was running unsteadily down the street, breathing heavily.

It was Philip.

Rudy quickly shifted gears, accelerated, and slowed down to look at the latter: "Uncle Philip, why aren't you in the formation? Are you heading home? Don't you have a carriage? Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Philip, who was sweating profusely and had no temper, glanced at Rudy and, as if feeling that he was too disheveled, tried his best to tidy his appearance.

"It's alright. Rudy, you can go now."

Rudy looked at the other man, wondering why Philip, as the head of the Boreas family, didn't even have a carriage and was now running around exercising.

But he also realized that stopping with Seven Stars to greet Philip would make the other man a little embarrassed, so he nodded and sped off to turn onto the side street.

That's the location of Darius's residence.

Alsteed lived next door, but before he could even put the gear in, Philip waved his hand and said:

"Oh, by the way, come over tonight. Allen's back."

Rudy, with a polite smile, instinctively replied, "Okay."

His hands were busy; he shifted gears, drifted, and drove into the alleyway next door.

The wind outside the convertible lashed against his face.

Rudy looked at the situation on the street ahead, and his expression suddenly froze.

He remained silent for a while, then suddenly turned to look at Qixing beside him.

The latter was looking at him with a look of astonishment.

Rudy's pupils contracted. He slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel sharply. The next instant, the screeching of tires screeching against the pavement and Seven's exclamation rang out simultaneously.

The magic vehicle swerved on the spot, drifted gracefully, and sped out of the alley at off-the-charts speed.

Seven Stars' panicked voice trailed off at the street corner: "Didn't you dislike racing?!?~~~~"

(End of this chapter)