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

[Save them all! Save them all! ]

[Let's dig up the entire Fitoya Territory! Let's save everyone in Buena Village and Fitoli Territory as well! ]

【What is there to hesitate about? 】

[After rescuing him, I will go to the capital to help Philip kill James and promote Philip to the position of head of the family. It will be a matter of convenience, right, Master Allen of the Boreas family? ]

The handwriting was vague, filled with sticky malicious ridicule and mockery, as if admiring the extremely comfortable fun that Alan had seen in his choice of fate.

It was really refreshing.

[Who do you think you are? The Chosen Mother, the top good person in the six-sided world? You can save whoever you want? ]

[Who can you save? ]

'.'

[Save Hilda, who has shown you kindness and is considered a normal person in the Boreas family? After you rescue this mother, will you save her husband? Will you save her father? Will her relatives save her?]

【Would you consider it again?】

[Really not going to consider it again? ]

【you】

[Can you save yourself? ]

With a snap, the pen in Alan's hand broke.

The system panel disappeared instantly.

Alan looked at the smoke and dust that quickly floated away and dissipated in the air, and pinched his forehead helplessly.

'.What is this Gouba system? It's really my phone that has become a spirit. I give up.'

'Sometimes he is serious, sometimes he is not serious, like a schizophrenic. During the day, he looks like I am in the office, seriously making calls to clients, and at night, he looks like I am posting madly on Weibo.'

Alan unconsciously pinched the pen that was broken in two in his hand, his eyes wandering between Hilda, Philip, and Shao Ross.

In the end, he just pinched his forehead helplessly.

He understood the subtext of the system.

The sentence "Can you save yourself?" is a reminder of the price of abandoning "future vision".

"The current situation is a mess. Even if I take my feelings out of it and put myself in Alice's shoes, I think everyone should be saved. But I haven't even decided on the plan for the people I really want to save yet, and I haven't even decided on Paul and Senis yet."

'Am I so arrogant as to think I can save everyone?'

Alan squinted at the writing on the table. In order to save Paul and Senis, he had decided to smash the "disgusting future", but as someone who had read the original novel, he was well aware of the "price" behind this.

The most important thing is - if the impact is too great, and unfortunately it catches the eyes of Boss Long, the other party will "see" him as a person who does not exist in this reincarnation, and then find that the fate of the people who come into contact with him has changed significantly from the previous lives.

What would Orsted do?

Very simple.

He chased me and asked me right in the face, "Have you ever heard of a human god?"

Then everything will be over.

Did he get a chance to explain?

Is the explanation useful?

Will Nanaho be with Orstead this time?

If he were by your side, would you suddenly have the thought of asking him to save you?

The cost of discarding future vision.

It's Allen's own life that is in danger.

But even so.

He decided to discard the 'Future Vision'.

The scene of everyone running in the snow valley was frozen in last winter, but the memory is as clear as if it were right in front of me.

some things

In the eyes of Allen, a man who has lacked love since childhood.

After he truly 'recognized' it.

In a sense, more precious than his own life.

The Boreas family

Is it within this 'recognition' range?

Not currently available.

Under the candlelight, the light flickers.

Alan pulled out a pen.

He slowly drew a question mark next to Hilda's name, but did not move Philip and Saulos.

".Let's take another look."

". Three years and three months, there is still time to 'see' more clearly."

A long sigh.

Alan spread his hands on the table and leaned on his arms.

Even though I was very tired, I didn't feel sleepy at all.

In front of me is the curved wood texture on the table.

In sight.

The moonlight flows between the 481 textures on the tabletop.

Alan stared at the table, his pen rubbing against the paper unconsciously.

'system. '

【It’s here. 】

This time the smoke and dust appeared just as quickly, and his tone was indifferent, as if the appearance just now was an illusion.

Alan seemed a little tired and only said someone's name in his mind.

The next moment, a stream of dust and smoke formed a huge world map on the table in front of him, which kept expanding until the all-too-familiar bird's-eye view of the Shillong Palace appeared before his eyes.

[Whether to invest in 'attention', duration, 10 seconds. ]

【Yes. 】

The sight shuttles through the sea of ​​people.

Frozen on a similar table.

The dark blue waterfall falls onto the table, transforming into winding streams flowing between the wood textures.

That's not a river.

It's Roxy's hair.

The soft blue hair fell like a waterfall and scattered on the table, the dark blue hair color and the eye color blended together.

Between the waterfalls are familiar blue eyes.

Alan looked at Loki's pupils.

At this moment, in the night of Asura Continent, two people who were far apart were lying sideways on the table in the same posture, looking at each other at a mirror angle.

Luo Qixi blinked, looking quite distressed.

She pulled her hair on her forehead and raised herself up from the table.

There was a piece of letter paper under his face.

The 'gaze' of the location search cannot receive sound.

But Alan still 'heard' the rustling sound of her pen touching the paper.

That was a journey through time, two years ago when we were sleeping together, under the gaze of Alan holding his chin

The sound of Lokixi writing on the monster encyclopedia with a focused but still somewhat dazed look.

Ten seconds is very short.

But it was enough to make Alan fall into sleep.

At his hand.

The unconscious strokes just now outlined

Loki's name.

Chapter 120 His Name

Shillong Palace.

Under the same moonlight.

Luo Qixi, who looks only fourteen years old, is writing a letter at the desk in her bedroom.

She was very petite, and her legs couldn't even touch the ground when she sat on the stool in front of the table. She supported herself on her toes, leaning on the support beams between the chair legs.

The posture is upright.

With the rustling sound of the brush, the words appear on the paper.

Unlike Luo Qixi's petite figure, her handwriting is not at all "delicate", and is completely different from the aristocratic handwriting that is quite gorgeous and completed in one stroke. Instead, it is stroke by stroke, just like the handwriting in those exquisite handwritten magic textbooks.

Just like her attitude towards magic.

Very rigorous, even a little old-fashioned.

But in terms of content.

It is quite different from the 'old-fashioned' style of the font itself.