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

Rudy looked at Paul's posture and subconsciously squeezed the hilt of the sword in his hand. He really hadn't studied swordsmanship well since Allen came, but the reason was obviously because Paul was obsessed with sparring with Allen, which led to a significant shortening of his swordsmanship class time.

But now is not the right time to say such things. It would be a waste of time if the sword-fighting class, which was finally reduced by an hour, were to return to its previous state because of refuting Paul.

Alan looked at Paul's serious face and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"I've only been here a fucking week, and I've spent most of that time fencing with you. I can't teach you a damn thing."

He was very respectful in words.

"My Lord, although I have not been here long, I think Rudy will have great talent in Beishenliu in the future."

"Of course, using magic armor is considered Beishenliu."

Paul's face fell, revealing a disdainful attitude. He had previously taught Rudy the Sword God Style and the Water God Style, because

"Beishenryu? That can only be considered fighting with a sword, not swordsmanship at all."

Paul, who has profound attainments in Beishenliu, is very disdainful of Beishenliu. Thanks to Beishen II who opened a Beishenliu dojo in the Wanglong Empire, the main popular school in the Central Continent is the Qiba School, which may be too unorthodox in Paul's eyes.

Although Paul himself was not a serious person.

Alan coughed lightly, his face very respectful.

"Then today, I'll have to trouble you to help us sort out the sword techniques of the Sword God Style and the Water God Style."

Seeing this, Paul nodded with satisfaction, shouted "Let's start!", took out his sword and pointed it at Alan's forehead excitedly.

"Then it's your turn to attack this time!"

There was silence.

A gust of wind blew, and the fallen leaves fell decadently on Rudy's face, who seemed like an outsider. He looked at the tense atmosphere between the two people in front of him with a dumbfounded expression.

'Then I'll leave?'

Alan looked at the tip of the wooden sword in front of him. Under Paul's surprised gaze, he stretched out two fingers to clamp the blade and moved it away from in front of him.

"Master, I think that the summary after the actual combat is more important. Perhaps we can start with the experience of counseling today. To be honest, I also have a lot of questions I want to ask you, Master."

Paul blinked, and suddenly realized that Alan had a deep understanding of the Water God Style, and he said this as if to ask for advice on the Sword God Style, which he was obviously not very good at.

"That's good, but I have to make it clear in advance that I am a person of intuition and may not be good at teaching these theoretical knowledge."

"That's much better than me just guessing."

The three of them each brought a small stool and sat in a circle. The country wind kept blowing around them, feeling very warm, just like the smiling face of Senis who was looking down from the window on the second floor with her chin in her hand.

Alan looked at Paul, who was looking at him with his arms folded across his chest and a sad face without saying a word, and his expression was a little serious.

His current Sword God Style is still at the intermediate level. As a person who has read the novel, he should not remain at this level. The problem is that the description of the sword training method in the novel is too stream-of-consciousness. If it were not for the systematic training and study of the Water God Style since childhood, it would be difficult for him to realize the advanced level by relying solely on the description in the book.

Thinking of this, he turned to Rudy and said.

"I don't know if the master has thoroughly analyzed the three sword styles for you before. I am more proficient in the Water God Style and the Northern God Style, so I will tell you the detailed characteristics of these styles first."

Rudy blinked.

“Actually, I know.”

Alan smiled nonchalantly and asked.

"Then what do you think is the core of the Water God Style?"

Rudy scratched his face.

"defense?"

Allen shook his head.

"That is a form of expression. The essence of the Water God Style is perception."

Paul raised his eyebrows when he said this.

'.This kid is quite interesting.'

But Rudy looked confused.

"Perception?"

"Yes, perception."

As Allen spoke, he let out a long sigh, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his mentality was as calm as the surface of the water without wind.

In his five senses, the rustling of leaves, the smell of soil, the smile on Paul's lips, Rudius's raised brows, and the movement of his own hair being blown by the wind were all clearly displayed in his five senses.

He opened his eyes and looked at Rudy again, stretched out his arm and pointed two fingers in front of Rudy, and said to him as he looked puzzled.

"Perceive all the information about the surrounding environment: the direction of the wind, the source of the sound, the vibration of the air, the shape of objects, and if you go deeper, you can even feel the burst of murderous intent and the flow of magic power."

As he spoke, a fallen leaf landed accurately between Allen's fingers, and his fingers trembled slightly.

At the same time, the unfinished words fell.

"Then, based on the information obtained, make the most appropriate response at the moment, find the opponent's flaws, and launch a fatal counterattack."

Under Rudy's surprised and Paul's admiring gazes, the leaf instantly broke into two pieces between Allen's fingers and slid down from both sides of his fingertips and fingerbacks.

The process was so smooth that Rudy even thought that the leaves hit Alan's fingers on their own initiative, ushering in his own 'ending'.

He broke free from his panic and suddenly realized the illogical part of Alan's words, so he asked.

"I understand the first part, which means that you need to keep your mind calm and analyze a lot of information about your opponent in a short period of time, and then choose the most suitable counterattack. I understand the killing intent as murderous aura, but what about the flow of magic power? Can this also be felt by people who are not magicians themselves?"

Allen smiled.

"can."

Rudy's eyes widened and he looked at Alan, who sheepishly withdrew his fingers and touched his nose.

"But... I can't do it under normal circumstances right now."

Rudy's face fell.

"Then you are not here to deceive me"

"He didn't lie to you."

Rudy turned to look at Paul who suddenly interrupted, and Paul nodded to Allen with a serious expression.

"It is rumored that a high-level Water God Swordsman can indeed achieve this, but to be honest, I have never seen it."

Rudy frowned.

"Isn't that just a rumor? How is this possible?"

“I saw it with my own eyes.”

Rudy and Paul looked at Allen who had spoken at the same time, but the latter did not look at them. He just glanced down at the knife at his waist, and after a slight pause, he spoke.

"The Water God of Asura Capital, the Water God Ryu Sodojo - Her Majesty the Water God - Leda Lia, she can do it perfectly."

Chapter 31 I See, I Cut

Rudy blinked when he heard that.

"The Water God-class swordsman, the chief Water God-style leader of a school, is called Leda Lia? It sounds like a very majestic and tall queen name. First of all, we can rule out that she is an old woman. Alan is so lucky to have met such a person."

"Alan, have you ever seen such a great person? Have you ever seen her perform swordsmanship?"

Alan looked up at him.

"Well, I guess I'm lucky."

Paul glanced at Allen meaningfully.

Alan gripped the hilt of the knife and continued speaking.

"This is my opinion on the Water God Style. As for the Sword God Style, I don't know much yet."

After saying that, he looked up at Paul, and Paul's mouth twitched when he saw this.

"Well, I'm a feeler. If I have to say what the key is, it's 'intuition'."

Rudy's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Intuition, sounds amazing"

Alan's forehead twitched slightly.

"Brother Paul, your intuition is similar to feeling, right? Are you sure it's not your own intuition?"

Paul looked up and saw Senice's smiling face upstairs. He smiled at his wife and then spoke.

"To be precise, it is combat instinct, which manifests itself in..."

When he said this, his expression became serious, as if he had changed his expression.

"The sword is faster than the mind."

Rudy was very supportive and started clapping immediately, very quickly.

And Alan was somewhat helpless.

He had heard this no less than twenty times, but it was so stream-of-consciousness that he didn't get the point at all.

He could understand the intuition of fighting, but was it concentration that made the sword faster than his thoughts? However, every time he fought, he felt that he was very focused.

He shook his head and was about to ask something, but then Rudy asked seriously.

"What about Beishenliu?"

Alan looked at him in surprise, and he blinked at Alan, then glanced at Paul.

Paul was frowning and thinking hard, and he was almost pulling his hair out.

Alan cleared his throat upon seeing this.

"Words from the Northern Gods"

Before he finished speaking, Paul immediately relaxed his brows and looked at Allen as if relieved.

Alan paused for a moment, realizing that he could not get any useful information out of Paul, and continued with a slightly helpless tone.

"Beishenryu is different from the other two swordsmanship schools. It does not have a strict 'first principle', and there are many schools, each with its own focus."

"Here, let's take the most popular Beishenliu Qiba School as an example. Qiba School is not like Shuishenliu who first analyzes the opponent's information, nor is it like Jianshenliu who stabs the opponent's stomach without thinking. Instead, it relies entirely on the situation at the time to make the best and most effective means to defeat the enemy."