Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 671 Thirty Unforgettable Years

When Allen and Alstead were plotting against the gods, they meticulously planned many detailed events to control the timing.

One of the rules was that Orsteed needed to arrive outside the old city of Chihiris within a day of landing on the Demon Continent. When making the plan, Allen thought that this was just a drop in the ocean for Orsteed's abilities.

When it came time to get there, I realized things weren't that simple.

The terrain of the Demon Continent can truly be described as a land of shattered mountains and rivers.

After arriving on the Demon Continent, he traveled to the village of Migludia in the north of the city of Chihiris. Along the way, there were deep ravines, deserts so barren that it was impossible to find a foothold, and endless mountain ranges. When he finally saw the village of Migludia, he was not only sweating profusely, but he also felt a long-lost sense of oxygen deprivation in his brain.

It was like running a marathon.

Then, he rested his knees on his hands, gazing at the fence outside the Migrud settlement in the distance, and sighed with a smile, "The plan is complete."

That's right, Allen's plan after leaving the Demon Continent was to return to Loki's hometown and reunite with her, and then it abruptly ended.

Because he had never met Lokishi's parents, and his impression of the village of Migrudia was based on scenes from anime from his previous life, he was unfamiliar with the place and people and naturally couldn't make any more detailed plans.

—It's not because this newly minted genius felt nervous about meeting his future father-in-law and mother-in-law that he subconsciously avoided thinking about the relevant events.

He straightened up, brushed the sand off his black robe, tidied his messy cuffs and sleeves, composed himself, and strode towards the village in sight.

Leaping over the mountain wall that concealed the village, he thought: "The gods and men... have indeed been resolved. This means I'm truly about to begin my own jobless journey. Before, under the oppression of the gods and men, although I came to this world, I always felt like everything was rushed, like a dream."

Slowing his pace, Allen watched the wisps of smoke rising from the village chimneys:

Inviting Loki's parents to her wedding is the last task, right? Is a wedding considered a task? Probably not... Hmm, given Isorti's meticulousness, everything related to the wedding should have been completely arranged in the last two months... No need to worry about anything...

Standing outside the village, looking at the simple village that resembled a group of small mounds, and the huge hemp rope net hanging above the village, with monsters that looked like bats or manta rays on the wooden sticks on the net.

He thought, "Oh, sound bats. There are sound bats here too. Well, although the Migrud tribe's settlement is simple, it is still a densely populated area for demons, so it's only natural that it attracts these kinds of monsters."

Then, Allen was stopped by someone.

"Stop right there!! Who goes there?!"

At the entrance to the village through the fence, two blue-haired boys, about the same height as Luo Qixi, were nervously watching him, holding two spears taller than themselves. One of them pointed his spear at him and shouted in the demon language.

Allen blinked, looking at the baby faces, which reminded him of the Migrud tribe of Lokishi, and he felt a sense of warmth from the bottom of his heart.

He spoke in the demon language, "Relax, I'm here to visit the Loin family...a human, not an enemy." As he spoke, he raised his hands to show he was harmless.

"Two Migrud boys." One of them had long hair tied in a simple ponytail. Hearing this, he paused slightly and looked at the other boy beside him.

The latter had short hair, with a braid hanging down to his chin on the left side of his face. He was clearly taken aback, then looked Allen up and down, veins bulging on his forehead, and gritted his teeth, saying, "There's no one named Loin here. You can leave!"

Allen was also taken aback: "Impossible, this really exists."

The boy said indignantly, "There really isn't one! Let's go, let's go!"

Allen wanted to say something more, but looking at the braid hanging down her cheek and her unusually complicated expression, he inexplicably thought of Sylphie's father, Roltz, who was far away. He clearly remembered that when he took Sylphie to Roya, the latter had a similar expression.

Then, for some reason, Allen's tongue got tied up, and he just stood there stiffly in front of the other person, unable to say a word for a long time.

The Migrudia and the humans were locked in a strange standoff.

Meanwhile, the other Migrudia had put down his spear at some point, and looking at the two silently staring at each other, he had an expression of amusement on his face.

They stared at each other, remaining silent for a full three minutes. Just as Allen had written several self-introductions of several thousand words in his mind, constantly correcting them, and finally arriving at a perfect draft, he was about to speak.

A gust of wind blew by, and he heard familiar footsteps coming from outside the village.

I turned my head and looked over. In the distance, the sun seemed to have sunk below the horizon at the edge of the Gobi Desert. In the evening glow, two human figures, one large and one small, and a dog-like shadow walked over.

They are Rijerud, Loki, and the Holy Beast.

Allen watched as Lokishi, carrying what looked like the monster's corpse, jogged up to him and the embarrassed blue-haired boy beside him, looking puzzled. She asked, "Oh... Allen's back... um... what are you and Father doing standing here?"

"Oh my~ Is this Allen? He really is as tall and handsome as Loki said~"

The sun sets below the horizon.

Even in summer, the night temperature on the Demon Continent is far from cool; it is rather cold.

In Luo Qixi's home, orange flames licked the black bottom of a pot over a campfire used for warmth, giving the meat of the bats cooking inside a rich aroma.

Unlike the father-in-law's first reaction upon seeing Allen, which was disbelief that his daughter, who had run away from home for many years, had been abducted by a wild man, the mother-in-law found her son-in-law increasingly pleasing to the eye.

The firelight illuminated Lokali's face as she rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and squinted at Allen, nudging Loin beside her with her elbow: "Right? Darling~"

Loin stared at the meat in the pot, as if looking at it would enhance its flavor. Hearing this, he reluctantly glanced at Allen, and after noticing the latter's smirk, he reluctantly replied, "Oh, sort of... ugh!!!"

Luo Jiali punched Luo Yin in the stomach, looked at him with a smile, and said in a drawn-out tone, "Isn't that right, darling?"

"Yes, yes, yes!!"

Luo Jiali chuckled and said to Allen, "Our darling is just a little too serious, Allen, please don't take it personally~"

Allen, keeping his eyes downcast, coughed lightly and looked at Luo Jiali's face, which bore a striking resemblance to Luo Qixi, saying, "You flatter me. Speaking of which, you look quite young; Uncle Luo Yin must have taken good care of you. The house is warm, and the food is delicious. Thank you both."

Luo Jiali glanced at Luo Yin, whose expression had softened slightly, and covered her mouth with a laugh, "Oh dear~ you actually said I look young... I'm almost a hundred years old... hehe..."

"Huh? Really? I couldn't tell at all."

"Hehe...Do you usually praise Luo Qixi like this?"

"No, to my shame, I often feel that Loki is still a young girl, but in reality, she is already a Water King-level magician who can stand on her own..."

As he spoke, Allen glanced at Loki, who was sitting quietly beside him drinking meat soup with a natural expression. He wanted the latter to say something, but Loki just blinked and picked up the bowl in her hand, as if to indicate to Allen whether he wanted some.

Allen:

Since their reunion, the latter has spoken very little and has always had a cold expression. She seems to have returned to the reserved demeanor she had when they first met, but Allen knows that this is not intentionally targeting him, but rather a protective layer she has put on herself in her familiar yet unfamiliar hometown. At the same time, she also wants to show her parents that she is independent and is no longer the child who needs to be taken care of.

The good news is that, as it turns out, while she was scheming against the gods and humans, Lokishi had already arrived in the village of Migludia and reconciled with her parents.

Unfortunately, we didn't get to see them hug each other and cry their eyes out.

He maintained his smile and continued chatting with his mother-in-law, while subtly observing his surroundings with his eyes.

Luo Qixi's family was quite poor. The tables and chairs around her were very rough. On the storage shelves not far away, there were mostly pale weapons made from monster bones. Next to them, on a table made of wooden planks, there was a comb and a rusty bronze mirror.

There is no adorable Loki doll from the anime.

It seems that was an original plot point from the anime. Come to think of it, I don't recall seeing a similar description in the original work.

Immediately, the idea of ​​taking Loki's parents to the Kingdom of Asura flashed through Allen's mind.

But he rejected this idea as soon as it came to mind.

The Migrud people have lived in a tribal civilization environment since childhood, and these details that seem impoverished to them are precisely the daily routine of their lives.

They worked at sunrise and rested at sunset, gathering and hunting alongside the tribe that possessed the ability to speak. When the harvest was good, they would gather together to celebrate. When the harvest was bad, they would also gather together to encourage each other.

Who can say this is poverty?

Allen shook his head, recalling how his predecessors, throughout their lives, had occasionally thought about going back to farming.

After this wedding, bring Luo Qixi back to visit more often, and bring some human food and specialties for his parents.

Thinking of this, Luo Qixi put down the bowl in her hand and said to Luo Jiali, "Thank you... Mother for your hospitality."

Luo Jiali took the empty bowl from Luo Qixi: "I'm glad you like it." She held the soup ladle in the pot, looking like she was about to serve Luo Qixi another bowl. Luo Yin, who was standing to the side, looked at the empty bowl in front of Allen, then glanced at the soup ladle in his wife's hand, as if he was hesitating whether he should serve Allen a bowl as well.

Just then, Luo Qixi spoke up: "Allen is back, we should leave too."

Allen was taken aback.

Luo Jiali paused in her ladling of rice. She stared at the pot brimming with chunks of bat meat, then put down her ladle and nodded, saying, "I see... Is the food here not to your liking...?"

"No, I'm full."

"...That's good."

She stood up, looked at Luo Qixi quietly for a while, and then said, "If you have time... come back and visit occasionally."

Luo Qixi stood up, hesitated for a moment, and neither agreed nor refused.

Loin was still staring blankly at Allen's bowl when Luo Jiali patted him on the shoulder. He then stood up with a complicated expression and glanced at Allen. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

Rachel Rudd also stood up and bowed to the two men to express his gratitude for their hospitality.

Immediately, everyone looked at Allen, who was still sitting on the ground, his expression dazed as if he were dreaming.

Under the cover of night, Loki, Rijerud, Allen, and the sacred beast that had been guarding the door, followed silently by Loki and Loin, arrived outside the village.

Then they silently waved goodbye and left.

It wasn't until Allen turned around and saw the two lonely figures standing at the village entrance completely swallowed by the night, and they arrived at the tent that Loki and Rijerud had pitched outside the village these past few days, that Allen snapped out of his daze.

He looked at Luo Qixi and asked, "When...did you arrive?"

Loki left the village of Migrudia, her expression becoming more lively: "The day before yesterday... speaking of which, I saw intense magical fluctuations in the southeastern sky. Was it Allen's doing?"

Allen simply said, "I'll take care of the god when I have some free time."

Luo Qixi blinked, a look of surprise on her face, which quickly turned to happiness: "Have you already dealt with the human god?" She walked up to Allen, grabbed his clothes and looked him over, and only breathed a sigh of relief after finding that he was not injured.

Before they could finish those two sentences, Rijerud and the Holy Beast had already wisely left.

Allen added, "Wasn't it too rushed?"

Luo Qixi asked疑惑地问道, "What do you mean by Allen?"

"It's...the wedding..."

"Ah... Father and Mother think marriage is wonderful and sincerely wish us well. What's wrong, Allen?"

Allen opened his mouth, instinctively searching for scenes of Loki and her parents in the original work, but found that he couldn't recall the corresponding plot points no matter what he tried.

Then, as usual, she took a bath. In the middle of the night, as usual, Loki climbed on top of Allen, and then as usual, they made love. Her hair danced in the light of the campfire, and sweat seeped from Loki's forehead. Later, as usual, Loki fell asleep exhausted.

Allen held Loki in his arms, watching her sleeping face.

He felt something was off.

However, the root cause of the problem remains elusive.

No sleep for one night.

Allen just stared at Loki, who was fast asleep in his arms.

In the past, every time Allen saw Luo Qixi sleeping, he felt that she was like some kind of small animal, with her brows relaxed, her clothes disheveled, tightly hugging his arm, and her legs draped over his waist.

However, Luo Qixi's brows were slightly furrowed throughout the day.

As the morning sun shone through the gaps in the tent, Allen heard a noise outside, removed Loki's arm from his body, got dressed, and went outside.

Rijrud, carrying the carcass of a sound-bat monster he had hunted, was starting a fire nearby. Seeing Allen come out, he said, "Two sound-bats flew over this morning. The meat of these monsters is relatively palatable; let's eat that again today..."

Allen didn't respond to him, but just stared blankly at the corpse of the Sound Bat on the ground, finally realizing where the strange feeling came from.

"Luo Qixi and her family have never reconciled."

She still felt like an outsider, an outsider not accepted by her parents, and the culprit that staying in the village would also cause her parents to become unpopular with the clan.

So she chose to live outside the village of Migludia, and she waited for Allen to return so that she could leave her hometown as soon as possible. She even frowned as she fell asleep. Her recent experiences returning to her hometown reminded her of her unhappy childhood. She was calm, simply because all of this was within her expectations.

"? Luo... Luo... um... that..."

"It's Luo Qixi."

Outside the village of Migrudia, the Migrudian man with the ponytail from yesterday saw Loki and Allen return early this morning. He pointed at Loki and tried to say her name in broken demon language, but when Allen chimed in, he just smiled awkwardly and continued, "You...why...you're back?"

Allen reached out and pulled Luo Qixi, who was keeping her eyes downcast and silent, and said with a smile, "We left something behind last night, so we came back to look for it."

This Geruder was clearly one of the best at speaking the demon language in the village, but even so, he still had some difficulty understanding Allen's demon language.

Unlike Loin and Logari, who were fluent in the demon language.

"Oh...I see."

Allen nodded and was about to head towards the village, but when he looked up and saw the giant net hanging over it, he turned back. "Brother," he said, "isn't it strange? The Migrud people all speak sweet words, so why would sweet words attract sound bats? Are these monsters searching for prey based on the demon god's language?"

The group with ponytails glanced at Luo Qixi, chuckled, and said nothing.

Allen smiled at him, then took Loki's hand and led her through the winding alleyways toward their home.

Throughout this process, Luo Qixi simply stared at the pebbles on the ground, blinking.

Allen said, "Everyone knows what's going on in your heart, so why don't you say it out loud? Is it because you don't want to be blind? Or do you feel it's unnecessary? Or maybe people aren't as hostile or even hostile towards Luo Qixi, who can't say sweet things, as Luo Qixi imagines?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Qixi's eyes showed a hint of panic, but she remained silent.

Seeing this, Allen didn't bother to explain. He had already said everything he needed to say when he was trying to persuade Luo Qixi. Now all he needed to do was verify it.

Before long, the two were standing at the home of Luo Qixi, which they had visited the night before.

Luo Qixi reached out to knock on the door, but Allen pushed the door open with his hand.

The village of the Migrudi beggar tribe doesn't even have door bolts.

Upon closer inspection, the group was completely empty.

Luo Qixi paused, as if she wanted to run away, but Allen firmly grabbed her wrist.

He led Luo Qixi to a ladder, helped her climb up, and then, after passing the empty bed board on the partition wall, they arrived at the arched position of the "small mound".

There was a partition above. Allen used his Flowing Technique to control the sound of the warehouse and silently pushed it aside, leading Loki to the roof of the encroaching building.

On the rooftop, the chilly morning wind brushed against Allen's face. He glanced at the two figures with their backs to them five meters away and smiled.

The morning sun shone on the roof, its warm rays baking the stone walls, making the room even warmer than the one below.

The oncoming wind brought with it a murmur of conversation.

Yes, it's conversation using the mouth.

"Instead of the sweet talk that comes with the innate talent of the Migrud race."

"When do you think... Luo Qixi will come back next?"

"Maybe in thirty or fifty years."

"This has taken far too long."

Luo Yin was holding a thick book and turning the pages. The words "Demon God Language" were faintly written on the cover. He looked a little dejected, but his expression was very serious.

The other woman, Luo Jiali, was holding a doll with pigtails. The doll looked ferocious, but Luo Jiali was very careful. At the same time, she had her legs dangling over the edge of the roof and was looking towards the south.

Huxianfeng remains a desolate wasteland.

The rugged mountains and hills separated her from the line she looked south.

That's the direction that Loki and Allen left in last night.

"So we have to keep practicing, my dear. If we don't, let alone fifty years, you won't be able to speak the Demon God's language in ten years, right? After all, my dear guide has to be busy and go hunting."

"I'm telling you, you underestimate me... What's so sweet about that word?"

"Let me see... it's the 'Kingdom of Asmu'."

"What about this one?"

"Water King".

""

"Tell me... Luo Qixi, have you suffered a lot over the years? Back then, she couldn't use any advanced magic tricks..."

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"Don't you know how strong-willed she is? Just like you."

"...What about this word?"

""pretty"."

"Long time no see...you've become even more beautiful."

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"Hehe, how annoying, why are you suddenly saying such romantic things?"

"What do you mean... never mind, how about this?"

"Hmm... let me think... ah, it's 'want sweetness'."

Allen just stared at them blindly, trying to keep his breathing as quiet as possible so as not to disturb them.

However, the person beside him gradually became breathing heavily.

Allen turned his head to look at his body.

Wu Yefeng and Luo Qixi stared wide-eyed at their father and mother, listening to them clumsily and carefully practicing the demon language.

Before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face.

Luo Qixi always felt like an outsider.

But some people tirelessly and carefully, in places she couldn't see, went to great lengths to tell her not to feel like an outsider.

Looking south for thirty years, yesterday's days cannot be retained.

Thirty years have passed in the past; today is no longer yesterday.