Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

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As the golden twilight descended, the afterglow of the setting sun bathed the entire world in gold, turning everything golden.

Before nightfall, the group successfully located the Holy Land of Swords.

At the entrance is a bustling valley town. Pass through the valley town and walk forward to see the Holy Land of Swords.

Compared to other names, Luo Ya's first impression of the Holy Land of Swords was that it was ordinary.

Although the territory was vast, there were no magnificent palaces or legendary swords.

It's a very simple practice area with a few ordinary houses inside.

The houses are quite ordinary, somewhat similar to courtyard houses, but with some differences. There are a fair number of houses, but not many either. Some rooms look larger, while others look smaller.

The decorations of the houses are not exactly the same; some are obviously much more luxurious.

Roya turned his questioning gaze to Kyrie Ian. Since he was unfamiliar with the place, Roya didn't want to overstep his bounds and make the old sword god think he was there to cause trouble.

Gilead tilted his head, wondering why Roya was looking at him.

Roya sighed and rubbed his forehead, then asked Kyrie Irvine, "What should we do next? I mean, see your master?"

Kyrie Illuminati looked enlightened, and the orc warrior strode inside. The two disciples guarding outside were slightly taken aback when they saw the group of people.

One of the disciples was about to speak to stop the two from entering, but the disciple next to him quickly pulled him down to bow.

"Greetings, Lord Sword King."

Gilead nodded, then walked straight through the gate and glanced at the center of the training ground.

It was already night, and the students who usually practiced swordsmanship had already dispersed.

Kyrie Ionian scanned the area but found no trace of the old sword god.

Without hesitation, Kyrie Irvine shouted, "Hey, old man, where are you? I need your help!"

Kyrie Il's voice was very loud, and it echoed throughout the training ground. Some onlookers peeked out, curiously looking towards where Kyrie Il was, and whispered among themselves.

"Did I hear that right? She just called out 'old guy'. Could 'old guy' mean Master?"

"I remember now, she is the Sword King Kyrie Irvine. Didn't she go on a long journey? How come she's back?"

"The Sword King?"

The noise and whispers made Gilead frown and a displeased expression appear on his face.

Although it was night, the oil lamps had been lit early, providing ample light both inside and outside the room. The students could clearly see Kyrie Il's displeased expression. Kyrie Il's appearance was already fierce, and as soon as he showed any displeasure, he looked like a demon. Soon, everyone stopped talking. However, even though they stopped talking, these students who loved a good show still intended to watch the excitement.

The excitement soon arrived as expected, and a loud voice came from the inner room: "What are you shouting for? It's so noisy."

A man with a scar on his face walked out of the room. He was shirtless, revealing a strong and powerful physique. He looked to be around fifty years old, with gray hair. Fifty years old is not considered old in this world. Most people can live to be over ninety, and those who have been tempered by magic and practice martial arts can even reach around one hundred years old.

For the old swordsman, living to be over 120 years old is more than enough.

Of course, a human's lifespan of a hundred years or so is far too short for other races.

In terms of lifespan, even a demon like Luo Qixi, who isn't particularly powerful, could easily live for three or four hundred years.

The man was very tall, even taller than Gilead. The old swordsman walked to the middle, casually moved a chair over, sat down, glanced at Gilead, and said coldly, "What are you doing here? Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"

Kyrie Irvine choked, then pointed to Roya and Alice beside him and said, "I found two very talented disciples outside, one of whom is far stronger than me. I can no longer teach him any more."

The old swordsman chuckled, picked his ear, and casually said, "So you came to me just to ask me to teach that guy you're talking about who's far superior to you?"

Kyrie Irvine nodded straightforwardly.

The old swordsman curled his lip and said, "Looks like you haven't changed at all. Fine, since you're here, stay for a while. But don't expect me to teach them anything."

At this point, the old swordsman glanced sideways at Roya, who was standing silently to the side.

With just one glance, the old swordsman let out a soft exclamation, sat up straight, and began to carefully examine Roya.

The boy's features were perfect, almost to the point of being excessive; the old swordsman couldn't find any flaws in his appearance.

The old swordsman looked at him for a moment and said, "This young man is quite handsome, with half the charm I had in my youth. Is this the disciple you mentioned?"

Kyrie Irvine curled his lip and corrected the Sword God's mistake: "You weren't particularly handsome when you were young."

The Sword God ignored Kyrie Illusion, his brows furrowed, his two sword-like eyebrows raised, and his expression toward Roya carried a hint of strangeness.

"Your name is Roya, right? You're a student of the Sword God Style, aren't you?"

The old swordsman asked.

Roya nodded.

The old swordsman reached out his lecherous hand, wanting to touch Roya's physique, but Roya dodged it without batting an eye.

The old swordsman shrugged and said, "Don't be so nervous. Let me see what level you're at so I can know whether you're suitable to be my disciple."

Roya's lips twitched. After thinking for a moment, he looked at the unreliable sword god in front of him and said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't teach us?"

The old swordsman picked his nose, looked Roya up and down, and continued, "You're very strong, aren't you? Reaching this level at this age is enough to prove you're excellent. I have no reason to refuse, do I?"

After saying that, the old sword god glanced at Alice behind Roya, pondered for a moment, and said, "As for you, give it a try."

The first meeting didn't go very well, at least not for any of them.

The legendary image of the sixth of the seven great powers collapsed at this moment, and all that could be seen in him was laziness and arrogance.

However, the subtle aura that the old swordsman inadvertently exuded always made people feel uneasy.

The conversation did not end there. The old sword god was very curious about Roya, and his eyes flashed with an unfathomable light.

“My name is Galfarion, and I’m sure you all know my name from Kyrie Irvine,” Galfarion said, looking around at the crowd.

Rudius moved closer to Roya from behind and glanced at Gal. The moment their eyes met, he felt as if he were being stared at by something terrifying, and his face turned pale instantly.

Garr glanced at Rudius and sneered, "You're far inferior to the girl next to you; your achievements won't go far."

This is how Garr described it.

Garr's words naturally made Ludius feel very dissatisfied, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

Upon closer reflection, it is indeed as Garr said.

Gar looked at everyone, pondered for a moment, and said, "Kirlenu, since you all arrived here suddenly, there aren't many rooms available to begin with, and the beds are already full. You'll have to figure out how to stay overnight yourselves. Come find me tomorrow morning to test those two, oh, no."

Garr's gaze lingered on Rudius, and after a pause, he continued, "The strength of three."

Meeting Garr's ambiguous smile, Rudius forced a nod.

Compared to Rudius's tense and alarmed appearance, Roya seemed much more relaxed.

In terms of strength, Roya is unmatched. His Sword God style has reached the level of Sword Emperor. Even though he has just entered the Sword Emperor level, even the old Sword God Gar would have to use his true skills to defeat him.

Moreover, Roya was not worried at all that Gal would refuse to teach him anything.

Luo Ya is only fifteen years old, but he has already reached the level of Sword Emperor. With a little effort, breaking through to the God level in the future will not be difficult.

This is practically a done deal; only a madman like Gar would refuse a favor from a future sword god.

Kendo places great importance on inheritance and seniority; respect for teachers and elders is not just a slogan in this era.

Many people will only have one master in their lifetime, except for those who share the same lineage.

Gar yawned, waved, and went into the house to rest.

Kyrie Il-Gi-Leo glanced at everyone and said in his usual indifferent tone, "As you all see, we'll have to figure out how to handle this tonight."

There's no way to solve it; the valley town is right outside the door, what's there to consider?

Luo Ya led everyone directly to the town and found a room to stay in for the night.

With a limited number of rooms available, Alice continued to cling to Roya as usual. Rudius, not wanting to be rebuffed, shamelessly tried to squeeze in with Kyrie Illya.

They managed to squeeze in, and Girenius seemed indifferent. Roja, fearing that Rudius might not behave himself, called him over and gave him a subtle warning.

Rudius gave a bitter smile and said somewhat aggrievedly, "Brother Roya, you know me, even if I wanted to do something, Master Kyrie Io could easily take me down."

Roya rolled his eyes. With Gilead's single-mindedness, he could be easily fooled with a few words. If Rudius really had the ability, he could fool Gilead eight times in one night.

All I can say is that's what the little pervert is like.

Roya didn't say much, and said directly, "In a way, Gigliotti is still your stepmother. After all, Paul has an affair with her. Anyway, I've said what I need to say. If you really get beaten up by Paul, don't blame me for not warning you."

Rudius looked displeased and said directly, "And what about you, big brother? Isn't it comfortable sleeping with Alice in your arms?"

"Yeah, what's up, you want to come too?" Roya glanced at the blond kid.

Now that Ou Doudou knows how to argue with him, it's time to teach him a lesson.

Forced back by Roja's gaze, Rudius was indignant and felt strongly resentful that Roja had questioned his character. He snorted coldly and went to find Gilead.

Rudius decided to stand next to Girenius and directly lower Roja's favorability.

The so-called harmless, sunny boy is all a facade.

In reality, they're all the same—scumbags. Rudius should give Gilead a good talk and tell him to keep a close eye on Alice, lest a good cabbage be tricked and eaten by a pig.

The effect was mediocre; Girenau shut Ludius down with a single sentence.

"Alice has her own judgment on this matter. Her happiness is in her own hands, and I will not interfere with her judgment."

Chapter 254 Rudius vs. the Sword God

Rudius sighed with regret, for it was a fait accompli that Alice had fallen into Roya's hands.