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

Her fiery red hair fluttered in the air, and she ran to Alan in just a few steps, with some straw from the stable in her dress.

It's Alice.

This week, Alice was not kidnapped by the kidnappers and taken to Weiting.

But who knew that in the last week, the kidnapping was not instigated by James?

And the scene where Alice was kicked to the point of vomiting blood.

Alice, the younger sister, 'can't remember'.

Alan, the older brother.

But I remember it very clearly.

Ah, I have a day off tomorrow and I didn't check the time. I have been writing the outline and it's already this late. Sorry.

(End of this chapter)

215. Chapter 209 Feast [5k]

215.

Alice kept on walking, and finally she braked firmly and stopped in front of Alan.

The first glance was towards Alan's legs as he was about to step out of the door.

He raised his eyebrows.

The corner of his mouth curled up.

Arms on chest.

"elder brother"

Alice's raised tongue sound was stuck in her mouth for a long time, but she didn't say it out loud. She just stared at Alan.

"You all lied to me! You are the Alan from the capital! The Alan from the capital is not my cousin!"

After a night and a morning, I finally realized that the identity information was wrong. The young lady who had completed the identity transformation seemed a little awkward.

Alan couldn't help but laugh, he glanced at the door of Boreas, and instantly understood what Alice was trying to do.

He tilted his head and looked at Alice, but did not respond to Alice's question.

"Your Kenshin-ryu has reached an advanced level, and you witnessed me swinging the Light Sword this morning. So..."

"How does it feel?"

Alice blinked and looked down at the scabbard on Alan's waist.

Then he very obediently lowered his arms from his chest.

"I want to swing the sword! But I don't know where to start." She immediately changed from a resentful sister to a respectful student, with some thoughts like 'Teacher is so awesome, I feel so sorry for your cultivation'.

The intuitive type's identity change is very natural.

Alan stretched out his finger and flicked away the straw sticking out from her shoulder.

"Very good, it seems that there is only one last step left."

He leaned over, lowered his eyes, placed his gaze in front of Alice's face, and looked straight at Alice.

The latter raised his fiery red eyebrows high as he looked at Alan's majestic yet kind face in front of him. His eyebrows raised and lowered above his eyes, and his expression kept flashing between awe and resentment, like changing his face. It was very cute and interesting, but his pupils kept looking at Alan.

Just don't look away!

Alan looked at Alice's expression quietly for a long time, and suddenly smiled.

"I'm going out for a while, do you want to come with me?"

Alice's eyes lit up. She had been planning to use Alice Meow's "seduction" method which always worked, but when she saw Alan actually took the initiative to invite her, she immediately became excited.

"Okay! Where do you want to take me to play, teacher?" Guangzhi changed his mind.

Alan was the person she longed to be and desired to be. No matter whether she was angry at the concealment on the surface, but actually wanted to follow Alan out to play, or whether it was the blood relationship that came into play, she subconsciously looked forward to calling him brother.

After all, in a sense, she also longed for someone to stand up for her.

But when she was treated as a monster and a vulgar girl in the aristocratic school, there was no one to stand up for her.

Is Alice really throwing punches at school without distinguishing between humans and animals?

Definitely not. It must be because she had a bad temper at first, and she chose to fight after being ridiculed after the argument. Later, she simply treated everyone equally, and was persuaded to return.

".It's not a joke."

"Ah? What are you taking me to do?"

Alan tilted his head and looked at Alice's puzzled expression, narrowing his eyes.

"kill."

"Sharpening the knife."

The spring breeze couldn't blow away the bloody taste in Alan's mouth.

As he spoke, he squatted down with his back to Alice and turned to look at her.

"Come up. If you have any questions, ask me on the way. Time is limited. I have to rush over as quickly as possible."

Alice was shocked by these four simple words, but they were filled with murderous intent. However, she had never felt any burden about killing people or people being killed in front of her. After she came to her senses, she became excited when she looked at Alan's back. This reminded her of the feeling of sitting on Sauros' shoulders. Then she jumped up in a flash and lay directly on Alan's back.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Alan stood up and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

The sound of Alice's voice pulling out a line was left on the street.

“——Okay——————Quick——————!”

[Aren't you worried that they'll run away after you go there?]

The wind hit Alan rather tactlessly, only ruffling the strands of hair on his forehead.

'In the original novel, the kidnapping took place in the afternoon, and Alice and Rudy woke up at about 12 o'clock in the evening. In this week, the dinner ended at 11 o'clock in the evening, and the kidnapping was completed at about 1-2 o'clock. They secretly found a carriage and transported it out of the city to the transit station as a hideout, which should be at sunrise.'

'Why do they need the base of Weiting? Because they need to complete the dispatch of 'resources'.'

'And most importantly'

Allen smiled.

"Didn't you see the conversation during the banquet when I told him what happened? Did he go offline to charge his phone?"

The smoke and dust rose and fell around Alan and fell into silence again.

Starting from today, the system appeared more frequently than usual, because Alan had a tendency to get out of control, which made Him anxious.

But the more it shows up, the more it talks, the more mistakes are made.

The more you explain, the more obvious it becomes.

Then

It is most appropriate to change the topic and guide the rhythm of the conversation back to the original rhythm of the joke.

Usually when saying this kind of thing, Alan, the time-traveling surfer, has the most divergent thoughts and is least able to restrain his own ideas.

[I am your system, not your wife. Why should I pay attention to what you say and do every day? ]

Alan raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to look at the system panel.

What came into view was a pair of red eyes.

Red hair shuttled in front of her eyes. She stared into Alan's eyes and raised her eyebrows.

The voice and the system panel were blown away.

"Kill someone, kill who?"

[Oh, you have a younger sister. So you are a bit complicated. What is your complexion?]

"Not a good person."

'I am your father.'

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【6. 】

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"The 'goods' came at 6 o'clock, but he hasn't woken up yet. He can really sleep. How many drugs did you give him? Glasses?"

The vulgar voice swirled in the wind and drifted over Weiting.

This is a run-down town.

It was two towns away from Roya, and it only took four hours to get there in a straight line using a slow and slow public carriage with inferior horses and broken carriages. But compared to the prosperity of Roya, this place was only slightly better than a village.

Tattered armor and rusty iron swords were thrown in the corners everywhere. There were no city walls around, and no guards patrolling the streets like Roya. The guards at the town gate were sleeping lazily against a tree, with their hats covering their faces, ignoring the adventurers who occasionally passed by. Outside the town were whole stretches of uncultivated wasteland with no crops, and the floating population was larger than the permanent population.

It is naturally suitable to be a stronghold for some underground forces.

There was a shabby warehouse not far from the edge of town, with two people at the door. A rough man in rough clothes was squatting on the ground, picking his teeth with a thin wooden stick, while a well-dressed, big-bellied nobleman was looking at the town entrance nervously, frowning when he heard the nickname "Glasses".

"I have a few extra doses. A big shot is coming to pick up some goods. If I wake up too early and get hurt, I won't be able to sell them for a good price. Although he looks like a warrior, he looks gentle and refined. He shouldn't be like some of the big shots in the capital who like people covered in scars."

"Didn't you say you wanted to pick our goods?"

"The quality of your goods is not good, they are all little devils, and they are not cleaned properly. I was wondering why Black Snake was so kind this time and didn't want money, but you used these little things to perfunctorily deal with me. If they were placed in a brothel, they would only work as bath scrubbers. You just asked me to do something for you."

"whispering sound."

The unkempt, unshaven bald man interrupted him by spitting on the ground, kicked the scattered armor at the door of the dilapidated warehouse next to him, and stood up.

The shadow covered the face of the pot-bellied nobleman. The bald man was very tall and extremely burly, giving off a strong sense of oppression. Although his clothes were tattered, the unsheathed scimitar on his waist flashed coldly in the sun, and it did not look like a cheap item.

He glanced sideways condescendingly at the big-bellied noble who immediately covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief when the other party made a move.

"Don't put on airs with me. Go tell the boss yourself. I don't want to hear your nonsense. If you weren't useful, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you? Fat pork ticket."

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped on the discarded armor beside him, turning it into a piece of iron, grinning fiercely.

"Where's the person you're waiting for? Why hasn't he come yet? What big shot? What big shot do you know? The quality of the goods this time is pretty good. I'm sure those old men in the capital will like them very much. Oh, and the black snake boss said he doesn't want a commission. Don't be so angry with me. I'm telling you here, we'll take 20%, not a penny less, so you decide for yourself."