Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 51 The Day of Return, the Hunt

Rigate is a large city.

As a transportation hub for trade with the northern kingdoms, relying on its geographical advantage of connecting to the upper jaw of the Red Dragon, it is an important export destination for the Kingdom of Asra. Villagers from the surrounding areas transport various crops and handicrafts to the city in groups of horse-drawn carriages day and night.

It is one of the microcosms of the prosperous commodity economy of the Kingdom of Asura.

Thanks to this, although it is only a border town of Rigate, the size of Rigate City has exceeded that of the magical city of Sharia.

As the sun set, Allen looked up at the towering city walls and couldn't help but sigh.

"One of the locations along the route in the Asura's battle for the throne in the original story, it's larger than I imagined, roughly a quarter the size of the capital."

"Ai-Len!"

Allen lowered his head, brushed aside the tuft of hair on his face, and looked at Loki's upturned face.

Perhaps it was because of the afterglow of the setting sun, but her face looked rosy, like a ripe apple.

"It must have been a tough journey. Should we...rest in Rigate City for the night? Honestly, last night I just mentioned I was a little hungry, and you went out and killed two monsters and didn't sleep at all, even though we were supposed to reach Rigate City tonight."

Loki's eyes darted around, shifting left and right. Although she raised her head, she didn't look directly at Allen.

Allen smiled.

"No need, I'm heading back now. I've been lucky enough not to encounter any thieves along the way."

Luo Qixi blinked and looked at Allen.

"Are you rushing back tonight?"

"Yes, we rushed back overnight. It's been more than ten days now. My uncle must be worried by now."

"this"

Seeing Luo Qixi shaking her head helplessly, Allen reached out and flicked the tuft of hair on her head, which earned him a glare from Luo Qixi, who then slapped his hand away.

So cute!

It's worth mentioning that the two spent almost every day together for the past ten days, eating, drinking, and using the bathroom, and their relationship quickly warmed up, losing the previous vague politeness and sense of distance.

They can now communicate very casually without worrying about formalities. Even when Allen teases Loki after she occasionally makes a rash move, he doesn't come across as too much of a "mentor" or "elder" as an older person.

Generally speaking, when a single man and woman suddenly become close to each other after not being very familiar with each other's lifestyles, it is easy to develop a "demystification" mentality. However, Allen did not experience this. Instead, he felt that Loki, the Blue Mother, was more real.

She puffs out her cheeks and gets angry when teased;

Eating barbecue in a hurry will burn you, and you'll be stuffing meat into your mouth while pouting and tears streaming down your face.

After deliberately putting on airs of a superior, he becomes furious and incoherent when Allen ruthlessly exposes his true intentions.

When she needs to use the toilet or take a shower, her face will be flushed and she will ignore any attempts by Allen to speak to her for a short period of time.

Every morning when she wakes up, she seems unable to open her eyes, and her hands skillfully tidy up her two light blue braids.

Amidst a jumble of thoughts, countless moments floated and fell in Allen's mind. Although these images were not exactly the same, one thing was certain.

This is a "god" who has fallen to earth and is full of human warmth, not a "character" who feels somewhat paper-like when reading my own novel.

Thinking of this, Allen came back to his senses and waved his hand in front of Loki's face.

"Alright, it's time to say goodbye again."

Luo Qixi was taken aback. After a moment of silence, she nodded and subconsciously raised her hand to wave.

".goodbye."

Then Allen slapped her hand, and she looked up in surprise.

Allen gently tapped Loki's palm with light, dainty pats, a bright smile on his face.

"I'm not very good at saying goodbye, so see you in the future~"

The hand stopped, Allen withdrew his hand and waved, then turned around. His pockets were bulging, containing some food that Loki had deliberately left behind.

"Don't worry about my meals, after all, I survived in the forest and the wild for a long time before~ I'm off~"

Luo Qixi watched Allen's retreating figure, then looked down at the hand Allen had slapped.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a halo around her fingers. She subconsciously clenched her fist, then slowly curved her lips into a smile, before looking up at Allen.

Before she could say goodbye again, Allen had already walked into the crowd. He seemed to have noticed Luo Qixi's gaze, but he didn't turn around. He just waved again.

The figure quickly disappeared from Luo Qixi's sight. She blinked, a hint of belated confusion in her eyes.

"Why does it feel like Allen is rushing things a bit too much? It's like..."

"It's like something urgent needs to be dealt with."

At midnight, the mountain wind blew through the forest, scattering leaves onto the narrow road beside the forest, where the moonlight shone.

Someone trampled the moonlight until it crumbled, and then stopped.

Allen wiped the fine beads of sweat from his forehead and looked at the fence by the roadside.

There was a deep scratch on the fence, and the faint, splattering embers of black charcoal were visible on the side, spreading into the roadside grass.

That was formed after Loki used a water balloon to wash it away after they came back from hunting monsters last night and made a fire to roast meat. Three hours had passed since they parted ways at dusk, and Allen had been traveling for almost half the night.

He returned to the location where he hunted the monster.

Allen shifted his gaze from the remnants of the campfire on the ground to the forest beside him.

"Finally. We've arrived."

Dark, sticky light drifted in the wind through the gaps in the woods, while the moonlight spilled onto the road but couldn't penetrate the forest's shade.

Allen, sword in hand, stepped into the woods.

The moment he stepped into the woods, the moonlight dimmed, and the fallen leaves beneath his feet were constantly knocked down by the mountain wind, accumulating into a thin carpet of leaves. The trees on both sides seemed like mirror images, making it difficult to find one's way.

Allen's fighting spirit was already surging through his limbs and bones. With the amplification of his five senses, Allen's nostrils twitched from time to time. Finally, after passing a tree, his eyes lit up.

In his line of sight, there was a patch of fallen leaves that was noticeably thicker than the others, and beneath the layers of leaves, there seemed to be something white indistinct.

A gust of wind blew by, and the moonlight broke free from the dense foliage, falling onto the carpet of leaves on the ground.

The camera captured the human arm protruding from it in a very clear shot.

Allen chuckled and kicked away the fallen leaves, revealing the faces of three middle-aged men with ferocious expressions beneath the tree.

They glared at Allen, wishing they could tear him apart.

Seeing this, Allen squatted down, squinted, and showed a mocking expression.

"Tsk, if Rudy were here, he'd be terrified of you guys. You're really pathetic, no one's come looking for you yet? What a failure, what a loser."

The three men remained silent, their eyes still wide with anger.

Allen smiled, resting his chin on his hand with a regretful expression.

"We were in a rush yesterday and didn't even have time for interrogation. Where exactly are you obnoxious wolves hiding?"

The questioning words, like mutterings to oneself, floated in the air and were scattered by the wind in front of the three people's faces.

No one answered.

Because corpses cannot speak.