Re:Zero: No Job, No Magic, Just a Stupid Romance System

The smoke dissipated for a long time and did not reappear, as if she was carefully evaluating.

After a moment, the handwriting jumped out again.

[The gap to the Water Saint level swordsman is very small.]

[Only an opportunity.]

Allen blinked.

Opportunity?

[Perhaps it is to integrate it in an actual battle under high pressure, or perhaps it is like your sudden enlightenment when fighting with Paul this morning. To be honest, I can't provide accurate advice. Your level increase is also based on the rough judgment made by searching for swordsmen of the same level. Swordsmanship skills themselves cannot be accurately quantified. For example, when you open your own secret, if you can make a counterattack, it will definitely be a state that can beat the average Water Saint. Unfortunately, you are still a little less agile than the Water God and the Water Saint.]

Allen rubbed his chin.

Make a counterattack?

Rudy was stunned for a moment and saw Allen winking and rubbing his chin, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

I won twice, so what's with that "I've won a prize" look? Am I the kind of wife that you can take home after winning in the barbarian tribe?

Although he was defeated twice in a row, Rudy adjusted his mentality and felt that he was on his way again.

After all, it was a good fight, right? This is Allen, who can fight with Paul! I've tried my best. If Luo Qixi saw this scene, she would only sigh at Allen's strength and wouldn't blame me. After all, Luo Qixi is so encouraging~

Rudy excused himself at light speed—and then came the clacking sound of anxious footsteps from the hill.

The next moment, Sylphy broke through the thick fog and walked into the battlefield.

"Ai! Allen! Rudy! Are you okay?"

Allen finally came to his senses. He turned to Sylphy's anxious face and smiled gently.

"It's okay."

Rudy narrowed his eyes at Allen.

Your attitude just changed completely. Why were you winking at me earlier!?

Sylphy stepped forward, checking Allen and then Rudy. Seeing no visible injuries, she sighed with relief.

She patted her chest and said to Rudy seriously, with lingering fear, "Rudy, I think we shouldn't continue such dangerous fights. It's easy to get hurt."

Then she pointed at Allen's curled blade.

Rudy twitched his mouth under Allen's subtle gaze.

You say that like I was the one hurting Allen! That's not how it went at all!

Allen scratched his head awkwardly, looked around at the thick fog, and said to the two, "Let's not talk about anything else. Let's clear the fog first. It's too dark at the bottom of the hill—it looks like a cult sacrifice site."

Rudy replied unhappily, "Okay~ Lord Allen~"

After using a fireball to evaporate the fog, all three showed embarrassed expressions.

At the bottom of the hillside, there was nothing but mud. Not even a clean place to stand.

If you planted rice now, you might get a golden field in midsummer.

But this small hillside was their secret base. Recruiting villagers to farm was not an option, and no one else came here.

So Sylphy and Rudy used healing magic to restore the grass in the worst-damaged areas to cover the muddy ground.

That cleanup work took most of the day.

In the afternoon, the group followed Paul to the village blacksmith to replace Allen's blade while keeping the original handle.

Fortunately, his knife was just a thin, sharp, regular blade, so it wasn't hard to find a suitable match.

After learning about the duel, Paul was amazed.

"Are you guys that serious about sparring? That kind of tactical setup is no different from a real labyrinth adventure. And Allen, what's up with your swordsmanship? Why have I never heard of it?"

Allen scratched his face.

"I've been learning swordsmanship at the Water God Ryuso Dojo in the capital of Asura since I was a kid. My secret technique was inspired by Her Majesty Leda Leah."

Paul and Rudy both widened their eyes. Only Sylphy looked puzzled.

Rudy lit up.

"So you've really seen the Water God? Is she a really powerful queen? The name sounds like an older woman with blonde hair and blue eyes!"

"She looks like Denise in Claymore."

Paul and Allen narrowed their eyes and stared at Rudy. Then Paul scratched his cheek and said helplessly:

"Well, she is older and very powerful... but forget about the blonde hair and blue eyes."

He really is my son—always focusing on the weirdest details.

Allen facepalmed.

She's an old woman, just half a head taller than Luo Qixi. She's very dignified, but with strange taste in aesthetics. It's hard to believe she could still admire a fat pig like Darius and even repay a favor with her life.

They all sighed.

Maybe this is Greylat.

Rudy was stunned by Allen's description. Paul turned to Allen.

"You're her personal disciple?"

Allen nodded. "Yes."

Paul nodded slowly.

"No wonder you're so accomplished in the Water God Style at such a young age. It makes sense you're not good at the Sword God Style. The Water God Style's main dojo is full of noble kids. They usually end up as guards or knights in the capital. The offense-heavy Sword God Style doesn't fit that world."

Rudy looked between them.

"Wait... So is Allen also a noble?"

Allen froze, then quickly smiled.

"Ah, well... kinda. I got into trouble over a... certain situation with a woman. Didn't follow the rules, so I left the dojo and became an adventurer."

Paul's face twitched at the too-familiar backstory.

"You brat, that's literally my story."

He gritted his teeth and forced a laugh.

"Yes, yes, this brat is so unruly. Haha, hahaha..."

Sylphy blinked.

"What do you mean, 'unruly in matters between men and women'?"

The three of them went silent and exchanged awkward glances.

Rudy squinted.

Something's up. Is Allen really just a wandering adventurer? Normal people don't learn swordsmanship from the Water God Ryuso Dojo. And Paul's reaction is way too suspicious.

That night, Greylat was quiet. No lights, the moon hidden behind clouds—Buena Village was silent.

After the two fights, Allen was physically and mentally exhausted. He was already asleep before the usual creaking began.

But in the middle of the night, he heard a soft snapping sound, like something elastic bouncing rhythmically.

Allen frowned. It repeated now and then, gradually making him more alert.

He rolled over and grumbled in his mind:

The couple next door again? Can't you let people sleep? Who plays basketball in the middle of the night every single day?!

As he woke further, he realized—it wasn't coming from next door. It came from the window beside his bed.

He narrowed his eyes and slid over to open the curtains.

In the shadows, a small figure paced nervously back and forth on the steps in front of the door.

A thief? No, who would break into the house of a village knight? Something's not right.

He watched. The figure didn't leave. It kept pacing, hesitating.

Allen grabbed his knife, opened the window silently, and dropped down into the yard using his fighting spirit.

The moment he landed, the figure jumped and turned around in shock.

A blade gleamed in the moonlight, pressed to her neck.

Allen was about to say something threatening—until he saw her face.

His pupils dilated in shock.

The wind blew.

The clouds suddenly parted, and the moon spilled silver light across the village.

There she stood: two long blue braids swaying in the wind, messy hair, clutching a magician's hat in her arms. Her eyes looked panicked—but also... relieved.

Luo Qixi.

The light of a god's eyes needs no moonlight to shine.

It was enough to make people feel melancholy.