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

Since then, people have flocked to it.

So, even though the invitation letter of Boreas Mansion clearly stated "dinner party", the gate of Boreas Mansion immediately became lively as soon as lunch time was over.

One after another, luxurious carriages stopped in front of the open gate of the mansion. Men, women, boys and girls in gorgeous dresses stepped down from the carriages with decent smiles and lined up to enter.

Oh? Why don't you let the carriage enter the gate of the mansion?

No noble would like a horse to shit in his clean front yard with a fountain.

The guards would conduct a full-scale search of the carriage before letting it go, and there were also specially assigned beast girls who would gently search the visiting nobles with their hands.

Logically speaking, given the abnormal characteristics of the Asura nobles and their overall tendency to cling to power, this link is bound to have problems.

——Male nobles took the opportunity to harass the beast girls; the beast girls took the opportunity to seduce the male nobles; the female nobles took the opportunity to harass the beast girls; the beast girls took the opportunity to put their breasts on the hands of the female nobles;

And the male girls took the opportunity to whisper with the beast girls about technology, and so on.

But at this time, no matter whether male or female, high or low status, everyone was very polite and did not overstep the mark in the slightest.

Even a little too restrained.

Because in front of the gate of the mansion, within sight, Sauros, dressed in a neat suit, with a cane in one hand and a glass of red wine in the other, was chatting with some of the most prominent nobles in Roya City, and from time to time, his hearty and loud laughter could be heard.

This was something I would never have dared to think of before.

Even five years ago, Sauros just sat in the reception room of the mansion waiting for these people to come.

It can be seen that the lord attaches great importance to this banquet.

Naturally, no one dared to joke about such things.

In addition to these very reserved nobles waiting to be searched at the door, there were also some "marginal nobles" standing outside the mansion who had not even received an invitation.

Men and women were strolling in front of the mansion in exquisite dresses, but unlike the serious nobles who were paying attention to the situation of Sauros in the mansion, they were dressed quite fancy, and each of them was holding hands and talking to each other like peacocks about to spread their tails.

It seemed as if the barbecue was almost underway.

Snakes have their own ways, rats have their own ways.

This also hides many "opportunities" for these speculators.

"We got some new stuff from the bandits last time. They're all young ones. Would you like to take a look?"

"Oh? 'Fresh'?"

“Guaranteed freshness.”

"How much? Where?"

"16, the old place in Whiting Town."

"What's the price?"

"No money! You must be joking. These 'gadgets' are just what Mr. Yeshi, the boss of Yeshi, has been asking about recently. If you can give me a favor,

A middle-aged "noble" with exquisite clothes, extremely deep wrinkles on his face and a sinister look, was talking with a big-bellied noble wearing a monocle beside him with a big smile on his face.

But as they were talking, they felt that the noise around them was like being extinguished by the gradual rain, gradually dying out from a distance to their ears.

The noise faded away.

Only silence remains.

The two were stunned for a moment, and turned their heads to look, then they understood why it suddenly became quiet outside the mansion.

All the 'nobles' around gradually quieted down.

The eyes follow the person.

Where the sight falls.

A young man was walking down the street carrying a basket, passing by men and women who were "dressed up".

He was only wearing the common clothes of a swordsman, but he didn't even have a sword at his waist, which was very inconsistent with the nobles around Boreas's mansion.

It's like

Like a servant going out to buy groceries.

'Ordinary', 'common', 'found everywhere'.

'A chicken stands out among a group of cranes'.

'vulgar'.

When these 'nobles' saw his look, they were stunned for a moment, some shook their heads, and some sneered.

There was noise outside the mansion again, and everyone was waiting to watch the fun.

"Whose servant is this?"

"Guards?"

"None of the guards have swords?"

"Where did this young fool come from?"

"I went to Boreas to buy groceries."

"Buying groceries? Maybe he is a guard at Boreas's mansion. Isn't that Sword King Gilenu unkempt?"

"Hahahaha, Sword King? Him? He looks tall, but the hair around his mouth isn't even fully grown."

"Keep your voice down"

"whispering sound"

"I just like your crude look."

"Hahaha! What about him?"

"Don't be ridiculous, servant."

The pot-bellied noble shook his head.

"It looks like someone's servant is delivering something to the nobles waiting in line. But judging from the look of them, there will be a good show soon. It's embarrassing that they don't care about it now." He was stunned when he said half of the sentence.

In sight.

The young man kept walking.

He actually passed by a long line of nobles waiting to enter the mansion.

Walk straight to the gate.

His steps were obviously slow and leisurely.

The speed is somewhat unreasonably fast.

Rubbing shoulders with the richly dressed nobles who seemed increasingly 'out of place'.

Walk up to the guard.

The latter immediately left the carriage he was searching and performed a standard and respectful servant's salute.

Tilt your head and nod.

Lift your foot and take a step.

Enter the door of Boreas.

There was no moment of stagnation in his figure.

Landed silently.

Shut down the noise outside the door again.

The big-bellied nobleman was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't speak for a long time. He coughed awkwardly and turned his head to look to his side.

The sinister middle-aged 'noble' beside him just stared blankly at the young man.

He blinked, looked around, and found that everyone was looking at the gate of the mansion in astonishment.

Including the genuine nobles who were queuing at the door.

The big-bellied noble chuckled.

I feel like I have regained the face I had lost.

Everyone is embarrassed.

It's like no one is embarrassed.

Nothing wrong?

Thinking of this, he took off his monocle with satisfaction and wiped it very gracefully.

Quite aristocratic.

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Alan walked through the door carrying the basket and tilted his head slightly to look behind him.

The noble young ladies and young women who were queuing up and who were truly "knowledgeable" at all levels all cast curious and aggressive glances at him.

Look at the crowd of snakes and rats behind them.

This scene reminded Allen of the "grand occasion" of walking on the red carpet at various shows in his previous life.

There are also some in the royal capital.

But it's not that serious.

Moreover, even the underground forces would dress like decent people, pretending to be more like aristocrats than the nobles.

Not just 'one glance' like this.

You can 'see' who is selling it.

And who

Another pig to be slaughtered.

(End of this chapter)

204. Chapter 199 The dance begins. [If you feel it’s too slow, you can skip this chapter]