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

"First of all, I can confirm that the source of the information is true. As for your suspicion of the Night Lion Boss, this should not happen again."

Having said this, the leopard looked at the frightened thieves around him, sighed softly, and his voice returned to its usual feminine state.

"You are all the people that Boss Night Lion brought up from the slave market. You should know that he is not the kind of person who would not care about the lives of his brothers. How can you doubt him? There is another hidden reason why Boss Night Lion made this decision. Let me explain it to you clearly. He is also under tremendous pressure, which may be related to the survival of the thieves' group."

After hearing this, all the members of the thieves' group looked surprised and whispered to each other. The scene was about to become noisy, but was stopped by the sound of swords being drawn.

The leopard stuck the blade into the ground, and the handle made a rapid buzzing sound.

"The pressure comes from the powerful forces at the top of the capital. Patience is necessary. Each of you is generally a mid-level swordsman or above, and there are even several senior swordsmen. If you really want to gather information, why did you suddenly gather here from all over the Asura Kingdom?"

"Most of the elite members of the thieves' group have gathered here. Are they really asking you to do some bullshit highway robbery here? Think about it carefully."

As the leopard spoke, he glanced at the faces of the people who were looking at each other in confusion and then sighed.

".Alright, keep doing what you need to do, and don't stop patrolling outside."

Everyone was silent for a moment, then dispersed in twos and threes. Soon, the bald man was the only one left in front of the leopard. He glanced at the latter and called him to his side.

".Haven't you found the three Black Wolfs yet?"

The bald man's panicked expression had disappeared, and he leaned close to the leopard's ear and whispered with a serious face.

"We haven't found them yet. This method can only appease them temporarily. They are likely to go out on patrol and relax in the city of Rigate. They are all strong and usually bully the bandits in various places. How can they stay here peacefully? We still have to solve the problem fundamentally, that kid Alan..."

Upon hearing this, the leopard turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Grey Eagle, you don't believe me? Or do you think I'm just trying to intimidate them?"

The bald man Gray Eagle paused, his face looking somewhat helpless.

"I believe it! But isn't James the most powerful person in the capital? How can he, a junior minister who has never officially taken over the leadership from Shao Ross, have the means to force the Night Lion boss?"

"Not James, does he deserve it?"

Gray Eagle's face changed when he heard this.

“Is there any chance of this?”

The leopard's voice was so light that it seemed weightless, but the weight of the information contained in it made Gray Eagle's face change suddenly.

"It's not James, it's Darius"

"Darius?!"

The gray eagle raised his head and looked around. Seeing that no one was eavesdropping, he quickly moved closer to the leopard's ear.

"How could it be him, the superior minister Darius, the favorite of the first prince? Could it be that he no longer likes the young girl of the noble family, but instead falls in love with this boy Allen? Aren't you afraid that he will chop off his head when they sleep in the same bed?"

The leopard pinched his forehead and glanced at the gray eagle with dissatisfaction.

"What are you thinking about? The specific reason is definitely not because of this, but it is a fact that he put pressure on the Night Lion Boss. Otherwise, why do you think the Night Lion Boss would wade into this muddy water? James is not that important."

"So, if the news is true, then Allen Boreas Greylat is really hiding in the southern foothills of the nearby Red Dragon Mountains? Shouldn't we expand the search area? Why do we have to stay here? The forest is so big, how can we find the boy just by stopping him and questioning him?"

The leopard frowned.

".This is also what I am confused about, but the message delivered is just for us to stay here and wait."

"who!!"

Just then, a cry of surprise came from the front, and the leopard and the gray eagle looked up at the same time.

But in the shadow outside the fire at the edge of the tent, a short figure broke through the darkness and walked out.

It was a man wearing glasses, no, it looked like a child.

He smiled as he put away his blood-stained glasses and put them into the pocket of his swordsman's uniform that was covered in sticky blood, and looked at the people in front of the camp.

"who?"

Following the directions of the now dead scarred man, Alan raised his hands and spread them out beside him, as if displaying a commodity.

"Of course it's the person you're looking for."

Chapter 54 Who is the prey?

Alan's lazy voice was blown into the camp by the night wind and floated into the ears of the thieves.

Everyone was stunned.

The leopard narrowed his eyes and cast his gaze on Alan's face. In just a breath, a look of joy appeared on his face.

'The target really came to us? The news was right!'

The gray eagle next to it reacted even faster and started roaring with its mouth open!

"Alan!! He is Alan! Lord Night Lion's information is correct. He actually dared to walk into the trap! Kill him. Boss Night Lion said that he will not take a single cent of the 1,000 gold coins. All of it will be divided equally among everyone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thirty or so people in front of the camp paused, and the air seemed to be silent for a moment.

Then, the dense sound of swords being drawn tore through the silence, and countless sword lights flickered in the light of torches.

"kill him!!!"

As the Grey Eagle roared, the thieves all rushed towards Alan with ferocious looks on their faces!

The chaotic footsteps of more than thirty figures echoed densely in this corner of the country with a radius of several kilometers, and dust spread in the night.

Alan narrowed his eyes at the scene.

He stepped out from the intersection of light and shadow.

The dirt at his feet burst out! His figure shot out!

One man charged towards more than thirty people!

Excited shouts came from the front of the other crowd.

"One thousand gold coins!!! Hahahaha, I can finally go back to Rigate and play with women! Kill!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the speaker, as an intermediate swordsman of the Sword God School, rushed in front of Alan at an extremely fast speed.

The latter determined the former's knife-swinging action with just a sidelong glance, twisted his body sideways, dodged the incoming blade, stepped to the right side of the man, and bent down in a diagonal posture that made it almost impossible to exert force.

Alan made eye contact with the man for a moment, and his toes left the ground.

The knife is out of its sheath!

I saw him rise into the air, swing his arms, and swing the knife upward from the arch of his foot!

"Northern God Style - Yuan Tian Zhan!"

The knife light drew gorgeous colors under the orange torch light in the night, and the fighting spirit flowed on the tip of the knife, bringing up wind pressure!

The thief reacted very quickly and blocked the blade in front of himself in that instant.

With a loud bang, the two blades violently bit each other.

But the next moment, in the thief's horrified eyes, his blade broke into several pieces in the air, but Alan's knife did not slow down at all and passed straight through his waist.

The knife cut open the liver, chopped the ribs, sliced ​​through the lungs, severed the spine, pierced the heart, broke the scapula, protruded the flesh above the collarbone, cut off the man's cheek, and the teeth broke and came out from the cracked ear.

Why would it take even a breath for the blade to tear through the body?

The next moment!

Alan stepped on one foot, put away the knife, took a step forward, and passed through the thief's body.

The person behind him who was split into two pieces exploded in the cold night wind!

Meat shredded by the wind! Shapeless internal organs, bloody white bones, all seized by Allen who passed by, and "hung" on his shoulders.

The bandits all stopped and looked in horror at the bloody butcher in front of them who looked like he had walked out of a slaughterhouse.

However, this slaughterhouse does not kill monsters or beasts, but humans.

The butcher dusted the minced meat off his shoulders.

"Competitions and the like will only restrict one's hands and feet, and will not allow one to fully display the extremely destructive Beishenliu practical sword skills. As expected, only a life-and-death fight can make one's blood boil."

As he spoke, he swung his sword, leaving a long line of blood on the ground. An almost imperceptible green light flashed on his arm for 0.5 seconds.

Feeling that the healing magic pattern instantly healed the damage to the body caused by the practical Beishenliu, Alan looked at the stagnant thieves and grinned.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to keep rushing over?"

The leopard in the distance witnessed Allen's attack with his own eyes and his face was as gloomy as water.

"The practical combat style of Beishenliu is always strong. This guy is not only a superior of Shuishenliu."

Alan looked over the heads of the crowd at the feminine male leopard who was filled with murderous intent, then looked around at the thieves who had silently surrounded him but no one was rushing towards him.

"Are you afraid?"

The field was completely silent. The thieves were cunning and cunning people, so no one dared to take the lead. They all stepped back and wanted to give the front position to their good brothers.

But since everyone thought so, the mob actually took a step back.

Very neat.

Seeing this, Alan squatted down with a smile, put the slightly curled knife on his right shoulder in a difficult-to-draw posture, and said sarcastically.

"Just now you all looked so energetic and eager to fight. Are you scared now? If you are scared, I suggest you kneel down and kowtow. I will give you a quick death."

The leopard behind the crowd looked at Alan with a thoughtful look in his eyes, but the bald gray eagle was a man who couldn't stand showing off. When he saw this scene, he immediately opened his voice and urged everyone to rush up and kill the pretentious dealer.

At this moment, someone couldn't stand Allen's provocation and shouted angrily.

"You brat! So arrogant!"

There was a bearded thief in the field with a gleam of brilliance in his eyes. Just as he finished speaking, the mud at his feet exploded around him and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

It turned out to be the Silent Sword!

Sword God Style Advanced!

In just a blink of an eye, everyone around saw his figure flash right in front of Alan and collide with Alan at an extremely fast speed!

The night wind in the forest exploded! The wind force turned into ripples from the center of the two people's impact, spreading out one after another.

With the smell of blood and the discordant sound of flesh being torn.

The two of them paused for a brief moment.

The next moment, the bearded thief's body seemed like a building block that had been assembled in advance, and was lightly hit by Alan.