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

Alice stared blankly at the scene in front of her, unable to speak, her pupils constantly shrinking and dilating.

Then she heard Alan's voice, which suddenly woke her up.

"Repeat that."

Alice came back to her senses and straightened her waist!

"Don't blink! Don't be afraid! Just look at the knife and not the body!"

"Did you see the knife clearly?"

Alice frowned and took a deep breath. Her thoughts immediately focused on the knife that Alan had just swung, and she naturally dimmed the bloody scene in front of her.

She blinked.

"See something more clearly!"

Alan glanced at Alice, confirmed that the child was fine, and nodded.

Some things must be pushed forward, otherwise the consequences may be more serious after the confirmed capital city.

Fortunately, Alice has a natural resistance to the tragic mountains of corpses and seas of blood. She is a born player with a big heart. In the original book, after experiencing a life-and-death crisis in the kidnapping case, she was beaten, hunted, and her only subordinate even threatened to abandon her from time to time (from Alice's perspective). Even the thief was chopped into pieces by Gileno in front of her, but she persisted and went home before her legs gave out.

And in this life, having followed Allen for so long and intentionally cultivating his swordsmanship, this kind of tenacious reaction was completely within Allen's expectations.

She is a natural strong person.

Although her ceiling is not as high as Rudy's, her mentality is definitely stronger than the former.

As long as her 'desire' is reasonable and she has her own guidance, becoming the Sword King will never be her end.

"Okay, let's go. We'll have another chance to look at it later. Repeat it again."

"Don't blink! Don't be afraid! Just look at the knife and not the body!"

"Good, keep it up."

"it is good!"

Alan turned and looked at the guard beside him.

The other person looked very dazed, his whole body was shaking, he could hardly stand, and he was staring blankly behind him.

Then he felt a gentle breeze straightening his body.

In sight was Alan's face.

The latter raised his hand, pressed on the brim of the guard's hat, adjusted it, and straightened it.

She stared into his eyes and spoke slowly.

"Do what you should do, and don't do what you shouldn't do. Do you understand?"

The guard's face was trembling, his teeth were chattering, but he still trembled and said, "Yes! I understand!"

Alan nodded and patted his face to show his appreciation.

He turned around and walked behind the guard, holding Alice's hand.

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away behind my ears.

The guard trembled all over, took a deep breath, and stared at the entrance of the town.

He really looks like a qualified guard.

There were a few adventurers passing through the town just now, but now they have all disappeared.

He looked outside the town for a moment, but the scene he just saw still lingered in his mind.

Human beings are such creatures.

The scarier it is, the more you have never seen it, and the weirder it is.

The more I want to take another look.

Because it is too profound and too unforgettable.

Subconsciously, he turned his head slightly and glanced secretly behind him.

Pupils contract and tremble.

In sight, on the ground.

Palm.

and.

bow.

wrist.

These are the feet.

Shin.

Patella.

share.

Hip.

These are the legs.

The entire structure below the human body's hips is flattened in cross-section, extending all the way forward.

It was clearly displayed in front of him, spreading out as two overlapping carpets of flesh.

At the end, there was a pool of blood, the ground was a mess, and mud and sand were mixed with blood.

That's where the bald thief 'sits'.

No one was around.

Go forward.

he.

Carrying the bald thief's body which had lost both legs and one arm.

Dragging on the ground.

Walk slowly forward.

The guard was a little dazed. After a long while, he silently lowered his head and looked at his crotch.

A little cold.

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"Stop fighting! Stop fighting! It's 20% and 20%! Stop fighting. Ugh."

In the outer hall of the warehouse, beside the table against the wall, the fake nobleman with deep wrinkles on his face, the real thief, Black Snake, who stood outside the gate on the day of the Boreas banquet, frowned and put down the pen he was writing. He turned a deaf ear to the wailing behind him, and after examining the letter from top to bottom, he finally felt relieved.

The message must be sent back by express mail. Alan is living too comfortably in the Boreas mansion. What that old man Sauros means is too obvious.

Damn.

If it is too late, he will be able to climb on the power change ship and it will be difficult to deal with this difficult guy. I heard that the thieves have financial assistance from James this time, so they hired a new Northern King and two Saint-level magicians and a King-level magician who traveled from the Dragon Kingdom.

He took a deep breath at the thought.

The moment Alan turned his head slightly and glanced back when he entered the room suddenly emerged in my mind.

This kid is bound to die!

Damn, what a genius, this is just a monster.

Monsters should be killed!

Leopard, Gray Eagle, wait and see, I'm going to send this guy down so that you brothers can have a good time.

He closed his eyes to calm the violent emotions that were emerging, exhaled, and stood up.

Turn around.

With a look of panic on his face, he shouted in surprise.

"What's going on! What's going on! Why are you fighting just after I wrote a letter? Stop it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the other four thieves in the outer hall of the warehouse stopped immediately, stood up and took a step back together, as if they were not the ones who had just beaten the man.

The big-bellied nobleman was lying on the ground with a bruised face and nose. His monocle had shattered and fallen to the side. He was looking at the black snake in a trance, as if he had just met him for the first time.

The latter showed a painful expression when he saw this, and hurried forward, squatted down and took the hand of the big-bellied noble.

"Master Pi Yanzi! They are just some crude thieves. Why do you have to fight with them? Isn't this inappropriate?"

Pi Yanzi looked very dazed, and the fat on his face twitched. "We are all brothers, we are all brothers, this is really not right."

Black Snake touched the back of Pi Yanzi's hand, nodded, and suddenly turned to look at the thieves beside him.

"Did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" they said in unison.

"This is how the master apologizes to you? Be sincere!"

"I heard it!!" even louder.

The black snake smiled and nodded with great satisfaction, but then his face was stunned.

"Wait, I was concentrating on writing the letter and didn't hear it clearly. I think it said something like "it's divided into a certain percentage"? How much percentage was it?"

"Twenty percent."

A look of confusion appeared on Black Snake's face, and he turned to look at Pi Yanzi.

"Twenty percent? No. Isn't it thirty percent?"

Pi Yanzi opened his mouth in surprise, and was stunned when he saw the black snake's confused expression.

“33%??”

Hearing this, Black Snake glared, pointed at Pi Yanzi, and turned to look at the thieves beside him. "The master said it was 30%, how can you talk nonsense?"

The thieves were all stunned, and then burst into laughter. The atmosphere was filled with joy.

"30%!" "Yes, yes, 30%!" "Don't talk nonsense, it must be 30%!"