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

Chapter 590 Brother and Sister, Departure, To the Holy Land of Swords

The journey from Knowles to Pepin takes a full day by horse-drawn carriage in good weather, but in this gloomy weather after a blizzard, don't expect to arrive on time.

The dirt road was covered with broken ice, and the mud that the horse-drawn carriage had passed through was frozen so hard it felt like knives had sprung up on the ground. It was extremely difficult to walk on, and no driver would be willing to take a job in this kind of weather.

However, none of this mattered to Allen.

The Water God's Flowing Secret Technique can prevent the body from being tainted, and the balance brought by swordsmanship skills allows him to walk on this broken road as if it were flat ground. This time, the abundant battle qi and magic power have compressed the originally extremely long journey into a journey that can be completed in just one hour by running.

Of course, there was no rush on the way back, so he just walked quickly.

at the same time
He pondered the scheme this time between the gods and men.

Currently, two apostles of gods and humans have appeared. First, there is Timothy, a high-level fire magician, and then there is Anzo Morella, who, under Timothy's guidance, has barely reached the level of a king-level sword god. They pose no threat whatsoever.

The somewhat dangerous attack on Alice, in retrospect, had nothing to do with danger at all; instead, it became a positive 'turning point' that helped Alice further improve her swordsmanship.

Everywhere you look, there's a sense of children playing around.

Does He really have no cards left in his hand?

Or perhaps he became too strong so quickly that many of his schemes and strategies were impossible to implement, leaving him with no choice but to stage such a clumsy drama to disgust himself.

The problem is it's not disgusting either.
Just
Just
It's a bit heavy.

Allen tilted his head back and looked up at her: "I said, Alice, shouldn't you come down?"

The two walked, or rather, Allen walked alone on the road, while Alice sat leisurely on his shoulder, humming a tuneless little melody, looking completely oblivious to the Holy Land of Swords.

However, her constant practice of swordsmanship over the past two years has made her even taller and more slender. She is no longer the 1.6-meter-tall girl she was when they first met. Now, straddling Allen's shoulders, combined with Allen's own height, she looks like a strange and tall two-headed savage from the snowfield.

Alice was taken aback by his words, then chuckled and raised her eyebrows, saying, "I'm injured!"

Allen glanced at Alice's filthy but now uninjured leg and his lips twitched: "Who did I use my healing spell on just now?"

Alice gave an exaggerated "Huh?" which reminded Allen of their time in Roya. He hesitated for a moment before continuing:
“I said, Alice is a grown woman now, she should keep some distance from me in the future. What’s with you riding a horse like that?”

"Didn't you ride on your brother's back when you went to kill someone?"

"That was then, and now is now."

That's true, but an hour ago when Alice asked Allen to carry her, he was only stunned for a moment before squatting down as if possessed.

I don't know what got into them.

Alice realized that feigning ignorance wouldn't work, so she rolled her eyes and continued:

"If my brother had come in sooner, I wouldn't have gotten hurt."

Allen:
That's probably where they went wrong.

—Alan had actually arrived at the scene when Alice's bakery was attacked, but after observing for a while, he decided to first cover for Alice and then help her out of the predicament if necessary.

Breakthroughs in the Sword God style require a certain amount of pressure to fuel the desire; this is his experience gained from his rapid advancement.

Alice accepted Gal's mission to kill Anzo Morella. The moment she set her sights on the target, the desire for him was already ignited. If she were to interrupt him halfway through and offer him 'help,' it wouldn't be a good thing.

If you throw a baby eagle into a chicken coop to raise, it probably won't learn to soar or hunt, but rather to crow at dawn.

Even so, there were several times when he almost couldn't resist the urge to smash Anzo Morella's head off through the wall with a Wind Spike outside the water tower.

Although the final result was good, Alice was indeed injured.

So he couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

Alice uses this guilt to make her 'reasonable' request.

Thinking of this, Allen couldn't help but sigh that his child, whom he hadn't seen for a while, had actually evolved from a mindless scoundrel to a shrew with brains.

Is this still an illiterate person from the Holy Land of Swords?

She clearly knew what was going on.
Allen looked up at Alice, who was observing Allen's expression in accordance with the 'Alice Meow Request Rule'. After realizing that she didn't need to jump off Allen's shoulder, she hummed a little tune and turned her head left and right to look at the scenery by the roadside.

It looks just like a husky sticking out of the passenger window while driving around.

Allen:
"By the way, have you fallen behind in arithmetic while you were in the Holy Land of Swords?"

Alice: "12345678910!"

Allen:
"and then?"

That's it!

"Are you writing?"

Alice hummed a little tune.

Allen was silent for a moment, then asked in succession:

"Is it hard to learn swordsmanship in the Holy Land of Swords? Did Gar make things difficult for you?"

Did you make any friends? Did you take a horse-drawn carriage on this journey? Or did you walk?

When was the last time we ate? Are you hungry? Would you like me to grill some meat for you before we continue our journey?

Allen was taken aback, then suddenly realized that Alice didn't need to move her legs at all.

Looking up, Alice realized they were getting down to business and stopped trying to fool him. She counted on her fingers and answered him methodically:
"It wasn't hard. There were no difficulties. As for friends, well, I guess I have one. I took a carriage on the way, but I couldn't find one on the other side of the mountain, so I had to hike over. The last time I ate was in the morning, so I'm not hungry!"

Allen looked up at Alice's chin, while Alice tilted her head to look at Allen's face.

After a moment of silence, Allen suddenly laughed and continued to ask:
"I said, although I think you'll definitely recognize me, how exactly will you recognize me? Through sword intent?"

Alice was taken aback: "Recognize? What do you mean?"

Allen was somewhat taken aback, pointing to his white hair and then to his eyes:

"No, my facial features have changed. Didn't you notice?"

Alice stared intently at Allen's hair for a moment, then suddenly asked:
"Wasn't this done by Sylphie? Her hair is white too."

Allen: ? ?

What hair salon in Bereas?
He then pointed to his face and asked, "Where's my face?"
Look at each other, silence.

Alice paused for a moment, staring intently at Allen. Her eyes widened slowly, surprise appearing in them: "Why is your face so swollen? It's swollen with sharp angles."

Allen:
I'm tough now, not bruised from being beaten up.
Allen used to have a V-shaped face, more like Leonardo DiCaprio's face shape, which was quite delicate and would be very stunning at first glance.

Now, faces are more angular, while faces like Johnny Depp's aren't immediately striking, but grow on you.

Of course, this specifically refers to their appearance when they were young. Alice studied them for a while, seemingly losing interest in why her brother's face had changed. She pursed her lips and said:

"It seems a little different, but my brother is still my brother, he hasn't changed at all."

She started humming a little tune again, and only then did Allen belatedly realize that she was humming a folk song from the far north:

"The eagle teaches its chicks to soar, the brown bear teaches its cubs to climb, and the forest snake teaches its young to slither."
My father and mother taught me to hold the bow and the blade firmly.
Hunting, hunting, let's set off towards the sunrise!
Together with my brother, we stepped into the secluded forest and into the mountain stream.
From dawn to night, day after day;
From the height of summer to the depths of winter, year after year~

Allen watched Alice shaking her head for a long time before laughing again.

He stopped talking, quickened his pace, and headed towards Pepin.

Alice could discern Allen's appearance without relying on it.

She's an intuitive person.

Allen possesses qualities that set him apart from others, and he also has a gaze that is completely different from everyone else's.

One glance was enough to recognize him.

-

Are you leaving already?

"Ah, yes. I've found the person I'm looking for. Next, I'm heading to the Holy Land of Swords. Take care, everyone."

Back in Pepin, perhaps because Alice was humming a tune, Alan was in a great mood and said a few more words to Sarah and the others when they said goodbye.

Of course, before that, Allen took Alice to a hotel to stay, where she washed up and got rid of the smell of blood. Then they went to a clothing store to pick out some clothes.

Allen had originally chosen a thick, warm snow pheasant fur coat, a common choice for adventurers. From his brother's perspective, it was very warm and suitable for long journeys in the far north.

But Alice disagreed. She chose a black coat similar to Allen's, paired with a red silk shirt imported from the Kingdom of Asura, men's hunting trousers, and studded leather boots. With her beautiful long hair, she looked like a fashionable woman going to Paris Fashion Week.

Allen was stunned and kept asking Alice if she was cold.

Of course it's not cold.

As a swordswoman, Alice's clothing style in Rudy's timeline was basically modeled after Kyrie Irvine, showing off her waist and legs even in the dead of winter, though she has toned it down considerably since then.

The unexpected appearance of this young woman during their trip drew frequent glances from Sarah, Susanna, and Mary.

However, Alice was completely oblivious to the competition among females and simply ate a loaf of bread with gusto.

Sarah and the others were speechless.

Seeing this, Allen simply smiled and said, "Then goodbye."

Mary, still unwilling to give up, puffed out her chest and said with a coquettish laugh:

"Actually, upstairs, you could try it out. My skills are quite good."

"Thank you for your kind offer, but I have no intention of accepting it."

"That broken window"

"I'll compensate you. Is that enough?"

"If I pay you, can we go upstairs and have it done?"

Sarah and Susanna both turned to look at Mary, their expressions filled with shock: ??? ? ...

Allen looked at Mary silently without saying a word. After a moment, Mary's face stiffened, and she said softly, "I'm sorry."

Sarah pressed, "Aren't you going to wait for Dilik? He went with the orcs to rescue his master. Before he left, he said that if you returned during this time, you must ask him and his master to invite you to a meal so that they can formally thank you for your help."

Allen thought of Ariel's face and shook his head, saying, "Never mind, time is of the essence, so I won't linger any longer. Please tell him that I will see him again in the future."

"In the future?"

Allen suddenly remembered Rudy, looked at Sarah and smiled: "Oh right, I told you before, I have a friend...hehe, never mind, I'd better not get involved in this kind of thing. Anyway, be careful. If you think being an adventurer is too dangerous and you can't earn much money, you can come to the Boreas Palace in the capital of Asura to find a job."

Oh, if you arrive too early and I haven't returned yet, you can let them know my name, and someone will make arrangements for you.

Sarah was stunned for a moment, while Susanna's eyes lit up and she asked, "Mr. Reiner?"

Allen laughed and said, "Allen Boreas Greirat."

He turned and waved, "I'm leaving."

As the sun set, two figures stretched out into the distance under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

A murmured exchange rippled through the air: "When we were eating earlier, Alice, you mentioned that there are also cults of gods and humans around the Holy Land of Swords. How many?"

"There are quite a few, but none of them are experts."

"I see. I was originally planning to take you straight home, but that would mean we'd have to visit the Holy Land of Swords. It would also be a good opportunity for you to formally say goodbye to Gar and graduate, which would be more proper. What do you say?"

"Okay! But my master is my brother!"

"Ah~ It's me, it's me. So, do you think Gar is better, or am I better?"

"Huh? How many strikes did it take for brother to defeat Gar?"

"You really have a lot of faith in me. Don't forget, Gilead is Gar's apprentice."

"When my brother came to Roa, he hadn't yet learned the Light Blade, and when he left Roa, Kyrie Irwin wasn't a match for you either, was he?"

"...Heh...he's the Sword God."

"Ha, even a brother is still a brother! Sword God Style, a piece of cake!"

On the eastern edge of town, on the second floor of an inn, Ariel smiled and held the hands of the weeping Lynia and Pursena, looking every bit the wise and benevolent ruler.

However, there was still a sense of bewilderment in his eyes, as if the situation had suddenly changed.

Suddenly, the setting sun outside the window caught her eye.

She glanced over instinctively.

Just then, two figures dressed in black walked out of Pepin's city gate.

She turned her head and felt that the two figures looked somewhat familiar, but upon closer inspection...

The city gate was deserted, as if that glance just now was merely an illusion.

(End of this chapter)