Chapter 7

He brushed the dirt off his body and stood up.

　　During this process, Rudius kept his back to Allen, and his body slowly moved behind Paul as if wound up.

　　Alan didn't give up yet. He tried to make up for it by forcing out an even brighter smile.

　　"Excuse me, are you the village knight Paul? Is that your child? So cute~"

　　As soon as he finished speaking, Rudius's expression changed drastically, and he rushed home with his trousers picked up.

　　He was frightened.

　　Alan opened his mouth in astonishment and watched him leave, then looked at Paul awkwardly.

　　The latter seemed to be in a daze. He didn't even pay attention to Alan's remarks or Rudy's reaction. He just looked at Alan silently from bottom to top. His eyes paused slightly on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and then swept across Alan's tattered swordsman's uniform.

　　Finally, he fixed his gaze on Alan's face and never looked away.

　　Alan also looked up and met his gaze.

　　Paul is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and Allen can only look up at him.

　　After a while, Paul seemed to come to his senses and opened his mouth to break the silence.

　　".I'm sorry, Rudy is not good at dealing with people. What do you want from me?"

　　"It's like this, my Lord Knight. I'm a wandering adventurer. I lost my money in the maze, so I'm looking for some work to make money. I happened to meet a blue-haired demon magician on my way here. She said that maybe I could try my luck and see if your child needs a swordsmanship teacher."

　　"Why lie?"

　　Paul immediately exposed Alan's lie, lowered his head and examined his face with a serious expression, as if he was teaching a child a lesson.

　　The latter did not show any panic expression, but just looked back at Paul with squinted eyes and smiled.

　　"How do you know?"

　　".According to what you said, you may have really met Luo Qixi, but she clearly knew that Rudy's swordsmanship teacher was me, and he didn't need an additional swordsmanship teacher at all. So, you could have come here on your own initiative, and not because of her suggestion."

　　Alan dropped his eyes.

　　"Sure enough, it's just as hard to fool him as expected. If I say I just want to be Rudy's tutor, my motives will be impure. If I just want to lobby him in the name of making money, then there are obviously more and better opportunities in big cities, and there is no need to come to this small village to try my luck. This reason is untenable."

　　"The roads are blocked. So revealing your identity is the best option."

　　"But, being Rudy's swordsmanship teacher is fine."

　　A hint of surprise flashed in Alan's eyes, and he looked up at Paul.

　　Paul just looked at the sword at his waist.

　　"To be honest, as a person who believes in feelings, I really lack the ability to awaken Rudy's love for kendo. If someone else were to do it, maybe it would be more effective."

　　Alan blinked, not realizing for a moment why Paul suddenly didn't care about his intentions, and then he heard Paul continue.

　　"I am willing to hire you for a seven-day trial. If you can prove your talent during this period, I will officially hire you as our Rudy's swordsmanship teacher. As for the salary, two silver coins a month. I will not treat you unfairly."

　　As he spoke, Paul seemed to want to see Allen clearly, so he moved closer to the latter's face and looked him in the eye.

　　"But, not just anyone who calls himself a swordsman is qualified to be our family's kendo teacher. You look a little too young. Come, prove your ability. If you can pass this test, I will give you a seven-day trial period. How about it?"

　　Alan raised his eyebrows.

　　"I feel like the plot development is a bit rushed and not very reasonable."

　　".That makes sense."

　　——

　　The setting sun lengthened the shadows of two people, one big and one small, in the yard.

　　Senis and Lilia were standing on the steps at the door with nervous expressions, while Rudius showed his head behind Senis.

　　Senis clenched her hands and looked at the situation, then tilted her head slightly and asked Rudy in a low voice.

　　"What's going on? Why is your father suddenly competing with a child in swordsmanship? Is he a swordsman? Rudy, do you know what happened?"

　　Rudius shook his head. He deliberately avoided Alan's gaze and looked at Paul.

　　"I don't know, mother. They hadn't spoken a word when I ran in just now."

　　"What's going on? Did that pervert provoke Paul? How dare you threaten me? Come on, Master Paul! It's time to show your authority as a father!"

　　Paul pulled out a long sword from his waist, a double-edged straight sword. The handle was a bit exaggerated, a trapezoid with hollow inverted triangles on both sides, which was quite religious. The blade was connected to the top of the trapezoid, and a black sword groove ran through the entire blade.

　　He raised his sword above his head and did a standard upper move.

　　Alan looked at Paul and drew his sword out of its sheath with his right hand. His blade was straight, but unlike Paul's, his blade was thinner, with forging marks extending to the tip of the blade, forming a beautiful arc.

　　The single-edged knife cut through the air and came to rest at Alan's hip, the tip of the blade slanted.

　　It is a mid-section that tends to be defensive.

　　He looked at the sword in his hand and felt his heart burning.

　　"Paul, a third-rate master, had a comprehensive strength of quasi-saint level at his peak. He has been in seclusion for many years and his skills have declined. Now he should be just a normal senior swordsman, but even so, he is stronger than the system judged my strength."

　　He licked his lips and looked at Paul who was also very interested.

　　"So, let's start now?"

　　Paul, who was three meters away, squinted and smiled.

　　"It all started the moment you drew your sword."

　　The sword light rolled up a flame and instantly appeared beside Allen's face.

　　Paul finished his words amid the humming sound of the sword.

　　".."

　　Close to Alan's ear.

Chapter 11: Paul is too 'enthusiastic' and Rudy is too 'cold'

　　Alan looked at the tip of the sword just a finger's distance from his eyes and remained silent.

　　Paul squinted his eyes, held the sword with both hands, lowered his shoulders, leaned his body sideways, and stood in front of Alan in a horse stance in a stabbing posture.

　　On the ground, the shadows of the two people were motionless.

　　"Wins! Father wins. Ugh!"

　　In the distance, Rudius had just taken off on the spot to celebrate when he was grabbed by Senis and crashed, and she covered his mouth with her hand.

　　She took a nervous breath and looked down at Rudy.

　　"Rudy, stop yelling and disturbing your father!"

　　Rudius looked surprised and pretended to be innocent.

　　"Ah? But father has already won, and he has stopped. Otherwise, he would have pierced that kid's head with one sword!"

　　Lilia also exclaimed at this time. She unconsciously rubbed the sweat on her palms, turned to look at Rudy and whispered.

　　"Master, look again. I am actually at a disadvantage. My opponent saw through my attack. It was a wonderful opening move. That young man looks young, but his swordsmanship is so outstanding."

　　'See through? What does that mean?'

　　Rudius quickly turned his head and looked towards the courtyard.

　　The wind brought a strange sound, like the crackling sound of metal rubbing against each other.

　　He looked at the posture of the two people in the courtyard and his eyes widened.

　　At this time, the sun sank a little, and the direction of light and shadow changed slightly.

　　In the shadow covered by Paul's shoulder, a spot of light emerged from between the two people's bodies.

　　It was a thin blade flashing with cold light, extending from the hand of the pervert with messy back hair, and pierced straight into the hilt in Paul's hand, just stuck in the gap of the hollow inverted triangle on the hilt.

　　The blade trembled slightly, and a fine friction sound was made where the blade hit the handle.

　　It wasn't that Paul withdrew his hands and stopped his body, but that his attack was blocked by the blade.

　　The outcome is undetermined.

　　——

　　Paul held the hilt of the sword and continued to exert force forward, while Allen silently wrapped his fighting spirit around his arm, exerting force to stop the opponent's stab.

　　Paul smiled.

　　"Sword God Style - Wrist Drop. He realized that he couldn't avoid my Sword God Style attack, so he reacted instantly and stabbed my wrist with Wrist Drop, forcing me to block with the hilt of the knife. It was a beautiful attack instead of defense."

　　Alan looked along the blade of Paul's sword towards his face.

　　"What's the Sword God Style attack? The Northern God Style is more like that, right?"

　　Paul narrowed his eyes dangerously.

　　"Oh? You mean I'm making a sneak attack?"

　　"Disaster"

　　Alan had just uttered a word when, at the edge of his sight, a right leg with an afterimage quickly moved towards his chest. Alan's pupils constricted and his wrist twisted instantly, moving the blade to keep it against Paul's scabbard, turning the blade outward. At the same time, he took a step sideways forward, just hiding his chest behind the back of the knife.

　　The blade connected the two people's bodies, and with the strength of their wrestling, it formed a natural steel defense line.

　　The next moment.

　　Paul's feet hovered steadily in front of the blade.

　　Then he bent his knees, put away his sword and jumped a few meters away.

　　Alan deflected the blade and retracted his step, still starting from the middle section as before, as if he had never changed his body shape.

　　He looked at Paul with a smile on his face, curled his lips, and spat out the words that were still in his mouth.

　　".Isn't it? He was full of careful thinking from the beginning to the end. Even the upper part of the opening move was a deceptive move. If you thought it was a slash and responded incorrectly in a hurry, the stab after the feint just now would have determined the outcome."

　　'Paul, who seems to dislike the Northern God Style, is actually very good at it. He is indeed a man who was once in the same team with Gileno and was able to successfully get on base while the opponent was in the orc estrus period. It seems that he was also caught by Elina Lijie? And then he successfully completed the multiplayer game?'

　　"Tsk, there are only three female members of the Black Wolf Fang, and the remaining one is Senis, Paul's wife now. The cunning of the Northern God School is engraved in their instincts, including but not limited to swordsmanship, and the timing of sleeping with women is also quite tricky..."

　　Paul chuckled, without any trace of anger in the previous fight. There was no doubt that he did it intentionally to cover up his subsequent kicking action.

　　"Very good, a perfect academic Water God Style defensive posture, and an accurate sense of murderous intent. He is definitely an excellent Water God Style swordsman. If that's the case."

　　Alan didn't intend to say anything, but just looked at Paul's right hand holding the sword.

　　But who knew that the next moment, the other party made a declaration.

　　"You are hired. Of course, you still need to go through a seven-day probation period. Come with me and I will pick a room for you."

　　After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the door.

　　Alan put away the knife in astonishment.

　　'? Is this the end? My body hasn't even warmed up yet? Damn, if I had known, I would have used Bei Shen Liu or Jian Shen Liu to fight passionately. It's not fun at all and'

　　Alan looked at Paul's first and second wives, who were welcoming them happily as if they were welcoming a returning hero. Rudius, on seeing his gaze, turned his head away instantly, and turned stiffly back home.

　　'The tutoring job for Rudeus started hastily and ended perfunctorily, but it went surprisingly smoothly...'

　　After thinking for a moment, Alan smiled and walked towards Senis who motioned him to come over.

　　Disperse the smoke in the air.

　　[The participation score of the Re:Zero (Jobless) event has been improved. ]

　　[Current stage: Infancy, cumulative participation score: 35 points. ]

　　[Instant task to be completed: Gain the favor of Rudeus. ]

　　[Rudeus: Countdown: 79:13:21]

　　Task reminder, online again.

　　——

　　"Is your name Alan?"

　　"Yes, ma'am."

　　Senis walked to a bedroom door, opened it with her hand, and motioned for Alan to look inside.

　　"You don't look very old. Can you tell me your age?"

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