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

"Excuse me, are you a guest of the Knight's house? Hello!"

Philip blinked, tore his eyes away from Alan and looked at Sylphy.

In an instant, the strange atmosphere between the few people melted away.

Rudy squeezed his palms.

"Well done, Sylphy! Now we should make Alan completely invisible. As long as he is invisible, his identity will not be exposed. And this man will definitely not recognize Alan. According to Alan, Philip has never seen him! Not to mention that he has changed his appearance now!"

Everyone turned their eyes to Sylphy who was standing beside Allen. Sylphy shrank her neck, her white hair swaying in front of her neck skin, and looked at Philip with some lack of confidence.

Philip tilted his head, his eyes lingering on the hands of Allen and Sylphy, then he bent down and touched her head.

"Yes. You have a lovely hair color, what's your name?"

"Thank you. My name is Sylphiet."

"Sylphiette? What a nice name. My name is Philip Boreas Greyrat. You can just call me Philip."

".Thanks, Uncle Philip."

Rudy breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

"The attention has been diverted. Great. Now I can just fool around and find a chance to check my testimony with Paul and Senis."

At this moment of thought, Philip suddenly spoke as Rudy just smiled.

"Is your name Alan?"

He turned to look at Alan, his eyes seeming to look directly into his heart.

Chapter 86: Cooling down the blood? Quick pass of the mission!

The blood ran cold.

This is the feeling of everyone in the Greyrat family. Sylphy looked at Philip in front of her with a pale face.

Paul, Ceness, Lilia, Rudy, Sylphy, they subconsciously looked at Allen.

But before his eyes even turned, he heard Alan's leisurely words in his ears.

Without the slightest hesitation.

"My name is Alan."

The air was silent for a moment, but it seemed to be just an illusion.

Everyone's eyes were on Alan. His smile didn't even waver as he answered calmly.

You asked me if my name was Alan?

Yes, that's right, my name is Alan.

These are words that come out of your mouth without thinking.

But the problem is that Philip's son, also named Alan

Rudy looked at Alan with his pupils shaking, not understanding what he was going to do. Although they had never hidden Alan's name because it was too common, the person in front of you is your father. Aren't you afraid of being recognized on the spot if you are so frank?

Philip, who was standing by, paused for a moment after hearing what Alan said, then immediately returned to normal. He looked at Alan's calm smile with interest, as if he was appreciating a piece of art he had made himself.

"Alan? That's a good name. What a coincidence, my eldest son is also named Alan."

Alan patted Rudy on the shoulder, signaling not to worry, and said with a smile.

"What a coincidence."

Philip looked at Alan's dark grey pupils, which were very common in the world of swords and magic, and said with a smile.

"I know you."

Alan's hands were casually combing Sylphy's white hair. Sylphy's heartbeat gradually slowed down under his actions in the "sensation flow". He replied indifferently.

"I've heard your name many times."

Philip seemed very surprised. He put his hand on Paul who suddenly wanted to interrupt him and stopped him from speaking.

"Oh? Really?"

Alan glanced at Paul and the others leisurely, ignoring their nervous expressions with his eyes, and answered casually.

"The name of the mayor of Roya City is well-known."

After this sentence, the two of them asked and answered each other at an extremely fast speed, almost without any breathing, and the conversation echoed in front of the courtyard.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I'm so famous. Aren't you curious about why I've heard of your name?"

"Not curious."

"why?"

"You have many eyes, so you can see far, right?"

"Many eyes? Can see far? That's an interesting statement."

"Wasn't it you, the mayor, who granted Master Paul the title of Knight? I am naturally aware of the situation of my employer's family."

"Are you saying that I will send someone to Buena Village to specifically monitor his every move?"

"With many eyes, one can see far. Naturally, that means all the villages under his rule. How can it be limited to just one village, Buena?"

"Shouldn't I have known you for a long time?"

"Information cannot be accurately transmitted. Your 'screening network' screens out useful information as 'useless information'. For example, the Knight's family hired an ordinary tutor, which is a common thing. Because there have been tutors before, you didn't react, right?"

"You don't seem like the reckless adventurer that the rumors say you are."

"Not all adventurers are reckless. You must be joking."

"Then do you know why I'm here?"

Alan immediately asked back as the Graylat family's pupils all contracted.

"Find me?"

"Yes, aren't you curious about why I came to you?"

"There's nothing to be curious about."

Alan stopped talking, and as Paul frantically wiped the sweat off his face, he looked back at Philip, whose eyes had opened without him noticing.

"That must be because I killed a wave of monsters last year, and the news reached Roya City. As the mayor, you were excited to see me, a man who had made great contributions, so you came to Buena Village to see me, right?"

"Can't there be another reason?"

Alan smiled gently.

"It can be, but it shouldn't be."

Opposite him, at some point, the admiration in Philip's eyes was hotter than the midday sun.

"How old are you?"

Alan smiled but did not answer.

Because it is an exclamation, not a question.

Philip's words fell again. He turned to look at Paul and spoke.

"Regarding the letter I sent you, how have you considered it? I think Alan is pretty good too. Last year, I heard that there was a young man in Buena Village who single-handedly killed all the monsters in the Snow Valley. I thought he was a talent. I admire him very much. Are you really not going to consider the job?"

Paul looked at Philip, then at Alan, with a confused expression on his face.

In front of his face, the smoke and dust that had dissipated less than a few minutes ago reappeared!

[Assessment (1/2), complete one, time taken: 4 minutes and 57 seconds]

[You are trapped in a dilemma and cannot enter the tutoring period. But now an external force appears in front of you as an opportunity to enter the tutoring period. How should you grasp it? 】

[Recognition Bureau? This is the worst outcome. Recruitment Bureau! Take it! ]

[Philip has already determined through clues that you are his son, but the spies left by James do not support him recognizing you. Even the reason for coming to Buena Village this time can only be based on the monster tide fighting last winter, and his purpose cannot be exposed directly to the sun.]

[Why go to Buena Village? It was just a "recruitment". 】

[And you, without any need for any secret reminders, had already fully perceived Philip's intentions through the analysis of the previous information, and you exchanged your thoughts with each other in just a few words during the first meeting, and made each other's thoughts very clear. To be honest, this was completely beyond his expectations.]

[As for the name Allen? It must be just a coincidence.]

[In a world without cameras, even if you return to Roya, how can your current appearance match the sharp-edged brat in James' memory?]

[You did not wait for the 'assessment' that Philip had originally set, but directly and roughly 'showed' yourself. ]

【This saves time. 】

[You have passed one of Philip's 'assessments' in advance - 'ability'. In the eyes of politicians who are good at political schemes, your insight into information proves your excellent ability to judge the situation; your calm attitude proves your ability to adapt to situations; and the Greyrat family's concern for you proves your ability to win over people.]

[This fits all his imaginations about the perfect talent needed in political intrigues.]

[The premise of all this is that you are only eleven years old. ]

[He is still his biological son.]

[Task Reward: Participation Score: 5 points. ]

[Evaluation: If you can't seize the opportunity, it's meaningless. And you are the one who can seize the opportunity. ]

The wind blew across Paul's still confused face, climbed up the window, and opened the letter on the table in the master bedroom.

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Paul, long time no see.

I heard that the monster riot in Buena Village last year was easily quelled?

It's Paul indeed.

but.

I heard that the key to solving the problem lies with a passing adventurer. Is this adventurer currently coaching in your home?

To be honest, I am very interested in this kind of talent and intend to recruit him.

I also heard that your son also possesses an outstanding talent for magic and has become a saint-level magician at a young age.

Since he is your son's teacher, I can't steal his love, but I want to