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

I feel the same way every morning when I look in the mirror.

It must be an illusion.

"What's wrong? Lufei."

Sylphy's hair was already shoulder-length. After her magic power was exhausted and her hair turned white, she stopped growing new green hair. This might be because her hair was inactive. The white hair was surprisingly smooth, and it followed Sylphy's pointed ears obediently, swaying in front of Allen's face with the wind.

"It's time to go back for lunch."

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March is the season for sowing.

Horse-drawn carts loaded with crops were tied up on either side of the irrigated fields, and baskets of blue seeds were unloaded directly from the carts into the fields.

This is a microcosm of the farming economy of the Asura Kingdom.

Alan and his two companions were walking on the road, and some villagers in the farmland beside them would look up and greet them from time to time.

Alan lowered his head and thought about how to find a good angle to enter the teenage tutoring period. In the past year, his sense of flow has reached perfection. Even if it is not opened, his senses are very sharp.

But if he receives too much information, he will selectively ignore it, otherwise his brain will be really tired at the end of the day.

For example, at this moment, his thoughts are repeatedly "cultivating" in the field of inner dilemma. The noise from the outside world is just the spring breeze blowing over the field, and his main energy is focused on "cultivating".

The spring breeze is just a ripple on my thoughts.

"Hey, Rudy, hello! You've grown taller! You're such a handsome boy."

"Hello, uncle! Thank you!"

Alan's Brain: ~Useless information, ignore.

"Hey, Sylphy is getting prettier. Her skirt is so cute~"

"Thank you, Auntie. This is from Alan. :)"

Allen's Brain: ~ Useful information, I remember it. I'll give it to you next time.

"Hey, Alan has become even more muscular~ I haven't seen you recently, you must come and play next time~"

Alan's brain: ~ message of praise, I should say thank you now.

Wait, what is this???

Alan's neck choked and he blinked, breaking free from his thoughts.

At this moment, he didn't even need to turn his head to distinguish that it was Mrs. Somar's voice that was twisting and turning in the wind.

In the corner of his eye, he saw Sylphy frowning as she looked at Mrs. Somar, and he and Rudy instantly turned into funny people and began to interact crazily with Mrs. Somar.

"Alan has grown even bigger! I haven't visited you recently, I'll visit you some other day~~"

Rudy is a really nice person and he can help others out.

Tonight is the day he dies.

Alan nodded and looked down at his feet, not intending to pay any attention to the hospitable Mrs. Somar.

at this time.

A gust of wind blew past his face.

The wind was brought up by a carriage passing behind him, and then fell down again. The curtains on the side of the carriage window also fluttered in the wind.

A line of sight peeked out, then retracted, passing by Alan's side.

Unlike the cargo carriages used to irrigate farmland, this was a luxurious, widened carriage for carrying people, even with a raised crystal roof.

Then, carriages passed by him one after another.

All similar regulations.

There are four in total.

Almost every car

All voted in

The gaze called 'prying'.

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The carriage did not stop and the wheels continued to turn.

Go forward.

The curtains fluttered in the wind, and the 'sense of spying' that seemed to be real in the mystery of the 'sensory flow' of the Water God Flow disappeared.

It was as if he was just a passerby and happened to take a look at the pedestrians on the side of the road.

But Alan stopped.

Sylphy, who was standing by, raised her eyebrows in surprise, glanced at Mrs. Somar, who was working in the paddy field, and suddenly became excited when she saw Alan stop, then turned to look at Alan.

"Ai Allen??"

In Sylphy's eyes, Alan's expression kept changing. He seemed surprised for a moment, then looked a little stunned, and then turned into thoughtful.

After just a moment, his expression melted away like snow in spring, and he just spoke lightly.

"I'm fine, keep going."

Rudy and Sylphy looked at each other, and both glanced at Mrs. Somar who was depressed again in the paddy field, and then followed Alan who had already taken a few steps.

In the sunlight, Alan had a blank expression on his face.

This kind of expression hasn't appeared on his face for a long, long time. In the past year, he usually either smiled with squinting eyes or had various emotions on his face. This was the Sima face that was often seen when we first met in the spring two years ago.

I haven't seen it almost once this year.

This is why Sylphy and Rudy were surprised.

But strangely enough, ever since they met Alan and his two companions, the carriages in front seemed to have deliberately slowed down.

Maintaining a stalemate, stable distance, firmly 'sticking' in the sight of the three people.

In this way, it was as if the carriage was 'leading' the three people.

Enter the village entrance.

Walking along the hard dirt road in the village.

Walking through the village.

Finally, at a corner, four carriages turned around one after another and drove out of the side wall.

He disappeared from the sight of the three people.

Rudy was stunned.

Because, on the other side of the wall is the door of the Greyrat family.

He turned to look at Alan again with a questioning expression.

Alan was still the same.

The two little ones continued to walk with a steady gait and a steady pace.

walking

The figure turned around the wall.

Three people are within sight.

The sun was shining brightly in front of the Greyrat family's front door.

The four carriages had stopped moving, and the panicked voices of Paul and Senis came from the Greyrat Mansion, running out of the door.

The servant dismounted and placed a cushion outside the door of the front carriage.

Then open the door for the people inside.

Spotless leather boots, silk trousers with fine stitching, and a luxurious dress coat in aristocratic style.

The man stepped out of the carriage door, stepped onto the stool, and then stepped onto the rough ground in front of the Greyrat family's front door.

He is a middle-aged man with a bookish air.

He took a deep breath of the fresh country air and a smile appeared on his lips.

Then he ignored the owner of the mansion who came to greet him in a hurry in the yard, and just turned his head slowly and looked in the direction of the three people.

The scorching midday sun shone down and hit his face.

Under the brown curly semi-long hair is a smiling face with squinting eyes.

Kindness and indifference, two completely opposite and complex temperaments were wonderfully mixed in his expression.

It makes it difficult to tell which one is the other's real face.

When Sylphy saw the other person's expression, her heart skipped a beat. She didn't know why, but she subconsciously began to feel nervous.

She reached for Alan's hand at her side, grabbed it, and turned to look at him.

But I couldn't help but be stunned.

As far as the eye could see, Alan's cold expression was slowly changing.

His eyes slowly narrowed, the corners of his mouth slowly lifted into a smile, and he looked back at the visiting 'guest'.

Smoke and dust stretched across their sight, drifting and flickering.

This was the moment when a carriage and a person passed by each other on the village path outside the irrigation canal. At the moment when the brown pupils and the dark gray pupils met, the system prompt had already risen.

[It is detected that the host is "interacting" with the plot characters in the tutoring period]

End of childhood

[Teenage tutoring starts early]

[Rating reset]

[Current stage: Juvenile tutoring period, cumulative participation score: 2 points]

[Please continue to work hard, and in the torrent of the jobless era, leave your own "marks" in the eyes of the protagonists and supporting characters]

[Current Swordsman Style Level]