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

Rudy blinked when he heard this.

The Water God-level swordsman, the chief of a school's main dojo, the top existence of the Water God-style is called Leda Lea. It sounds like a very majestic and tall name of a queen. First of all, we can rule out that she is an old woman. Allen is so lucky to have met such a person.

"Alan, have you met such a big person? Have you seen her perform swordsmanship?"

Allen looked up at him.

"Well, it's considered good luck."

Paul glanced at Allen meaningfully.

Allen gripped the hilt of the knife in his hand and continued, "This is my opinion of the Water God Style. As for the Sword God Style, I don't know much at present."

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

"Well, I am a feeling school. If I have to say what the key is, it is 'intuition'."

Rudy's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"Intuition, it sounds so powerful."

Allen's forehead twitched slightly.

Brother Paul, your intuition is almost the same as feeling. Are you sure it's not your own intuition, Paul?

Paul looked up and saw the smiling face of Senis upstairs. He smiled at his wife and then spoke,

"To be precise, it is the battle intuition, which is manifested in..."

When he said this, his face became solemn, as if changing his expression.

"The sword is faster than the mind."

Rudy was very supportive and immediately began to applaud. It was very fast.

Allen was a little helpless.

He had heard this sentence no less than twenty times, but it was too abstract and he didn't understand it at all.

He could understand the battle intuition, but "the sword is faster than the mind." Is it concentration? But every time he fights, he feels very focused.

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

"What about Beishenliu?"

Allen looked at him in surprise. Rudy blinked at Allen and then glanced at Paul.

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

Allen saw this and cleared his throat.

"Beishenliu's words..."

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

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

"The Northern God Style is different from the other two sword styles. It does not have a strict 'first principle', and there are many styles, each with its own focus."

"Here, let's take the most popular Northern God Style Qiba School among adventurers as an example. The Qiba School does not think about analyzing the opponent's information like the Water God Style, nor does it stab the sword into the opponent's stomach without thinking about anything like the Sword God Style. Instead, it relies entirely on the situation at the time to make the best and most effective means to defeat the enemy."

Rudy frowned.

"Why does this sound a bit like the Water God Style, choosing the most suitable response at the moment?"

"No, the means are completely different."

At this point, Allen suddenly remembered that Rudy would have a lot of confrontations with the Northern God Style in the future. He blinked and spoke.

"Give me an example."

As soon as the voice fell, Allen quickly drew his sword and slashed at Rudy. The latter was startled and subconsciously dodged to the position where the center of gravity of his body was offset.

Then he was tripped and stumbled.

He looked at Allen's sword in the air with no intention of cutting down, and then looked at his leg that was silently stretched to his side, and scolded him.

"You are mean!"

Allen nodded.

"Yes! It is mean. As long as I can win, any means are acceptable. To be honest, I wanted to kick you in the lower body."

"No!"

Rudy immediately covered his crotch with both hands, and then his pupils shrank.

Allen's palm knife was already hanging in front of his pupils.

Allen gave Rudy a backhand slap on the head, then leisurely withdrew his hand and motioned Rudy to sit down. The latter immediately hugged his bench and scolded Allen.

"Are you going to hit my bench again!"

Allen's mouth twitched.

Predicted.

"No, it's really over. Anyway, you should understand from my example that the Qiba School of the Northern God School is a school that wins by any means, using everything it can. Verbal teasing, hidden weapons to hurt people, and pointing east and hitting west are just manifestations of it. You must be careful when you encounter it in the future."

Rudy nodded and sat down.

The moment he sat down, Allen flicked his finger on a fallen leaf, and the leaf spun around and slapped on Rudy's forehead.

Rudy glared at Allen.

Allen smiled back.

"If it was the Qiba School of the Northern God School, this would be a hidden weapon."

But at this moment, the two felt a burning gaze.

Allen turned his head in surprise and looked at Paul, who spoke seriously.

"Alan, even if it's an example, don't swing the sword at your family."

Allen was a little dazed, but he felt that Paul was really serious, so he nodded.

"Yes, sorry."

Paul nodded to Allen to continue, but the latter changed the subject.

"Basically, I've summarized it. Master, you should have seen that I don't know much about the Sword God School, so I still have some questions to ask you. I'll ask you to answer, no need to summarize it specifically."

Paul's eyebrows trembled, realizing that he couldn't avoid this today, so he could only act like an adult with a stern face.

"Ask."

The words were concise.

"First, the Sword God Style. I heard that some people say that the Sword God Style training involves doing one's best and keeping focused on swinging in the air every day. It is even said that some people can use this to practice to the point of learning the Sword God Style's secret — the Light Tachi? Is this true?"

Paul was confused when he heard this and muttered quietly.

"This sounds like Gileno's sword training method. Hmm. How should I put it?"

Allen smiled and answered in his heart.

"Yes, it is one of Gileno and Alice's Sword God Style training methods, Paul brother."

After a while, Paul frowned and said,

"Everyone's training method is different, but 'swinging' itself is undoubtedly effective. I have also seen swordsmen who practice the Sword God Style in this way."

Allen narrowed his eyes.

"Swinging and slashing itself?"

"Yes, swinging and slashing itself. How should I put it? Let's use the Water God Style that you are very good at as a reverse comparison. First, when the Water God Style fights against the enemy, the order of response is: perceive and analyze the environment and the opponent — think about how to respond — then move to avoid or defend — finally counter the moves to complete the swing and slash to defeat the enemy. The key is perception and observation, and swinging and slashing is just a means."

Allen raised his eyebrows.

"What about the Sword God Style?"

Paul looked straight at Allen.

"The Sword God Style does not have so many steps of analysis in the middle, and directly directs the slashing itself, which is very simple. For example, it is: I see—"

The words were still in Paul's mouth and he didn't finish.

The wind moved.

The next moment, the tip of his wooden sword was hanging in front of Rudy, and a fallen leaf was cut in half and slid down Rudy's face with a dazed look.

With the second half of Paul's words.

"I cut it off."

Allen looked at the leaves that were gradually falling to the ground, then raised his head and looked at Paul in a daze.

There was silence all around.

Paul was very satisfied with the reactions of the two and nodded secretly.

"This is the Sword God Style — Silent Tachi. I have restrained most of its power, so the actual performance will be faster than this swing."

Then Rudy took over the conversation immediately with a sad face.

"Father, you just said that even if it is an example, don't swing the sword at your family."

Paul's face froze, and he looked at the two of them and said solemnly.

"A wooden sword does not count as a sword."

Rudy: .

Allen: .

Paul looked at Allen's dazed look and said seriously,

"Since you are good at the Water God Style, then this reaction is normal. After all, the Water God Style is completely opposite to the Sword God Style."

My reaction is because your double standards are too dazzling!

Allen shook his head, drove out the chaotic thoughts in his mind, and rubbed the handle of the knife with his hand, feeling the cold touch feedback.

Although it is still a feeling-based statement, it sounds different this time.

I see, I cut.