Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 11: Paul's excessive enthusiasm and Rudy's excessive indifference

Allen stared at the sword tip, a finger's width in front of his eyeball, and remained silent.

Paul squinted, gripped his sword with both hands, lowered his shoulders, leaned to the side, and stood in a horse stance in front of Allen, ready to thrust.

On the ground, the two shadows remained motionless.

"We won! Father won! Mmm!"

Rudius had just taken off in the distance, ready to celebrate, when Senis grabbed him and pulled him back down from the plane, simultaneously covering his mouth with her hand.

She took a nervous breath and looked down at Rudy.

"Rudy, don't shout and disturb your father!"

Rudius feigned innocence, looking utterly astonished.

"Huh? But Father already won! He even stopped, otherwise he would have pierced that brat's head with one sword!"

Lilia exclaimed in surprise, unconsciously rubbing the sweat from her palms, and turned to Rudy, whispering something to him.

"Young Master, look again. Actually, the Master is at a disadvantage. His aggressive attack was seen through by his opponent. It was a brilliant opening move. That young man looks quite young, yet his swordsmanship is so outstanding."

See through it? What does that mean?

Rudius quickly turned his head to look at the courtyard.

The wind brought an unusual sound, like the scraping sound of metal rubbing together.

He stared wide-eyed at the two figures in the courtyard.

At this moment, the sun sank a little lower, and the direction of light and shadow changed slightly.

A spot of light emerged from the shadows cast by Paul's shoulder between the two men.

It was a thin blade gleaming with a cold light, extending from the hand of that slick-back-haired freak, piercing straight into the hilt of the sword in Paul's hand, and getting stuck right into the gap in the hollowed-out inverted triangle on the hilt.

The blade trembled slightly, and a fine friction sound was heard as the blade struck the hilt.

It wasn't that Paul stopped or stopped moving; rather, his attack was blocked by the blade.

The outcome is still undecided.

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Paul braced himself against the hilt of his sword, applying force forward, while Allen silently coiled his fighting spirit around his arm, using his strength to stop the opponent's thrust.

Paul smiled.

"Sword God Style - Wrist Drop, realizing that it could no longer dodge my attack with Sword God Style, it reacted instantly, thrusting Wrist Drop at my wrist, forcing me to parry with the hilt of my sword, a beautiful example of offense becoming defense."

Allen followed the blade of Paul's sword to his face.

"Sword God Style's aggressive attack? Not the Northern God Style?"

Paul narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Oh? You mean I launched a sneak attack?"

"Disaster"

He had barely uttered a single word when, at the edge of Allen's vision, a right leg, leaving afterimages, swiftly struck his chest. Allen's pupils constricted, and his wrist twisted instantly, maneuvering the blade to maintain its position against Paul's scabbard, turning the blade outward. At the same time, he took a step to the side, concealing his chest behind the back of the blade.

The blades connected the two men's bodies, and with the force of their struggle, they formed a natural steel defense line.

next moment.

Paul's foot hovered steadily in front of the sword's blade.

Immediately afterwards, he bent his knees and jumped, sheathing his sword and leaping several meters away.

Allen deflected the blade and stepped back, still in the same mid-range starting stance as before, as if his body had never changed.

He looked at Paul's smiling face, pursed his lips, and casually spat out the words that were still in his mouth.

"Isn't that right? From beginning to end, it's all about scheming. Even the initial upper move was a deceptive one. If you thought it was a slash and reacted hastily and incorrectly, the outcome would have already been decided by the thrust after the feint."

Paul, who outwardly dislikes the Northern God Style, is actually quite skilled at it. No wonder he was once on the same team as Gilead and managed to get on base while Gilead was in his orc mating season. Hmm, I think he was caught by Elina Liz? And then he successfully completed a multi-player game?

The Black Wolf's Fang has only three female members, the last of whom is Senis, now Paul's wife. The cunning of the Kitakami-ryu is ingrained in his instincts, including but not limited to swordsmanship; his timing in sleeping with women is also remarkably shrewd…

Paul chuckled, showing no trace of the anger he had displayed during the earlier fight. Undoubtedly, that was a deliberate act to cover his subsequent kicking motion.

"Very good. A perfect academic-style defensive stance for the Suigintou school, and an accurate sense of killing intent. He is definitely an excellent Suigintou swordsman. In that case..."

Allen wasn't going to respond; he just stared at Paul's right hand holding the sword.

But to everyone's surprise, the other party made a statement the next moment.

"You're hired, but of course, you'll need to undergo a seven-day probationary period. Come with me, I'll help you choose a room."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.

Allen was taken aback and sheathed his sword.

That's it? I haven't even warmed up yet! Damn, I should have just used the Northern God Style or the Sword God Style for some intense hack-and-slash. This was so unsatisfying!

Allen watched as Paul's first and second wives greeted him with the joy of welcoming a returning hero. Rudius, however, noticed Allen's gaze, instantly turned his head away, and stiffly returned home.

The tutoring job with Rudius, which started hastily and ended perfunctorily, came about rather inexplicably smoothly...

After standing there for a moment, Allen smiled and walked towards Senis, who had gestured for him to come over.

It shattered the smoke and dust in the air.

[Participation rating for the Jobless Rebirth event has increased.]

[Current stage: Early childhood; Cumulative participation score: 35 points.]

[Immediate Quest to be Completed: Gain Rudeus's Favor.]

Rudius: Countdown: 79:13:21

Task notification: Log back in.

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"Are you called Allen?"

"Yes, madam."

Senis walked to a bedroom door, opened it, and gestured for Allen to look inside.

"You look quite young. Would you mind telling me your age?"

Allen looked at the familiar bedroom layout and smiled.

This is the room where Luo Qixi used to live.

"Nine years and four months old."

Senis was taken aback and turned to look at Allen in surprise.

"I really can't believe you're so much taller than your peers. You're already an adventurer at such a young age? That's amazing!"

That's not as good as your precious son, who was already able to take girls on trips in the Magic Continent at the age of ten.

Allen turned to look at Senis, who was half a head taller than him. Senis's expression of praise was sincere, and her fluttering eyelashes were full of feminine grace and understanding.

He looks exactly like the victim.

Paul, you deserve to die.

"You flatter me, madam. Children from poor families learn to be independent early."

Senis smiled and pointed to the end of the corridor behind her.

"Paul told me to tell you to go to his study after you've put your luggage away, because I need to prepare dinner."

"Thank you for your hard work, Madam."

Allen smiled as he watched Senis leave, took out a map and compass from his swordsman's pocket, placed them on the table along with his longsword, then went out and turned to look at the other end of the corridor.

A small head suddenly shrank back into its room, and then, with a snap, the door slammed shut.

(End of this chapter)