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

But the moment he opened his mouth, Alan reacted.

"Whenever Master Sauros and Master Philip were not at the mansion, Alice would come over to eat with them in the servants' dining room. In the afternoon, wouldn't Sylphy always ask for leave to accompany the lady for 'tea'?"

As he spoke, Alan looked up at the window on the second floor.

There was no one there.

Sylphy went to make up for the missing 'company'.

She is thoughtful and considerate of others.

Afraid Hilda would feel lonely.

No more today. I was going to publish another chapter, but it got stuck this afternoon. I can't publish it before 12:.

Eat some candy and go to sleep ~ Good night everyone.

(End of this chapter)

162. Sorry, I have to take a day off today, but I still ask everyone to come in and take a look. It’s not because I’m lazy.

Sorry, I have to take a day off today, but I still ask everyone to come in and take a look. I am not lazy.

When I get home from get off work, what I want to write is already in my mind.

However, in the middle of the meal, the string in my brain suddenly broke.

Then I became unclear about what I was doing, my memory became confused, and the dimension of time was disrupted.

I came back and took a 20-minute nap in an attempt to relieve the situation.

But after squinting for a while, I sat in front of the computer.

The discovery was even more serious.

The performance is——

I tried to read the book reviews to re-anchor my consciousness in the plot.

Then found out.

The meanings of the words "apprentice", "trainee" and "disciple" after ID changed four times in my mind in just half an hour.

When I typed this paragraph again, I checked it again.

the fifth time.

It's hard to describe this feeling, but its 'meaning' has definitely changed.

To confirm whether this situation only occurs when writing books, or if there is something else going on.

I went to check the QQ chat history.

Same situation.

The meaning of the same sentence in the chat content sent by group friends changed three times in my mind within ten minutes.

Five minutes had passed since the last sentence was typed.

the fourth time.

Cognitive impairment?

He glanced down at his phone.

the sixth time.

-

In fact, this book should be at the peak of its popularity now, and in order to ensure continuous updates and data, I have also done enough mental preparation.

But now that this situation has happened, I can't help but feel a little helpless.

I'm actually a fine person, because as you can see, my typing is logical.

But this situation really makes people feel helpless.

I glanced at my phone again, for the seventh time.

delirium?

I'm not sure.

Go to bed early today.

Thank you for your support, and sorry I have to take a day off today.

The eighth time.

What's happening here.

I looked down at my phone again

apprentice?

After hesitating for a while, I looked at the content of the web page I just searched.

delirium?

Did I search for this?

OK now another ten minutes have passed.

I re-read what I was writing about and realized that Delirium had said that.

I might really need to get some sleep or something.

Suddenly I thought that maybe the content of my leave request might be more "exciting" than the plot I wrote, which is a bit funny.

OK

Before I knew it, it took me a whole hour to write this note.

Master Dao, I might have really succeeded.

(End of this chapter)

163. Chapter 160: How about letting Alan marry Alice in the future, Lufei?

163.

"Are they still in class, Alan?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Hilda sipped her tea, her eyes lowered.

Her face was reflected in the tea.

Ripples ripple.

She smiled.

Look up.

He looked at Sylphy who was sitting opposite him.

His expression was somewhat helpless, as if he was complaining.

but.

His expression became softer.

"Luffy, you don't have to do this. Does this count as skipping class? And you're a teacher."

"It's alright, ma'am. I don't need sword lessons."

Sylphy held the tea and sat upright in the chair, looking into Hilda's eyes and talking to her.

The latter put down the teacup, looked at Sylphy, and shook his head.

Turn around.

In sight.

It's the tree outside the floor-to-ceiling window of the bedroom.

The shade of the trees is lush.

But it is no longer as lush and green as it was in summer.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

The two were in Hilda's bedroom.

Of course, the purpose of a tea room is not just to drink tea.

During the time when the 'real purpose' hidden under the water disappears, the tea party will naturally move to Hilda's bedroom.

After all, during the afternoon swordplay class, those two truant kids would definitely not run onto the roof.

One wanted to learn, and the other really wanted to teach.

Although the soul of Allen's body was occupied by an outsider, their blood relationship was still very much like that of brother and sister.

At least when it comes to their talent and interest in swordsmanship, their reactions are highly consistent.

"I never expected that Alice and Allen would become so close in just half a year. It was beyond my expectation. If someone had told me a year ago that she would be clinging to a 'new' tutor other than Gileno every day in half a year, I would have been shocked."

Sylphy couldn't help but blink when she heard this, and the corners of her lips raised.

This is more enjoyable than praising herself.

That's Alan.

Is it true that Allen, whose talent lies entirely in swordsmanship, is also equally gifted in interpersonal relationships?

Yes.

His "talent" in interpersonal relationships also made Sylphy, who had been observing him silently for a long time, admire him from the bottom of her heart.

And this kind of "talent" goes through the process of witnessing, processing, learning and imitating.

It eventually became one of Sylphy's current character traits.