Crossover Anime: Starting from Jobless Reincarnation

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None of the students around them spoke; they simply watched Roya and Gar in silence.

The event was so sudden and happened so quickly that everyone was a bit stunned.

Gar had anticipated that Roya would be able to defeat him, but he did not expect that day to come so soon.

How long has it been? Half a month?

The boy is still only fifteen years old.

Who would believe that? A fifteen-year-old Sword Emperor is already outrageous enough, but a fifteen-year-old Sword God? I doubt anyone would believe that.

But the facts were undeniable, and no matter how outrageous they seemed, Garr had no choice but to suppress his own belief and accept the truth.

Roya simply looked at Gar. Although the old sword god had a forced smile on his lips, anyone could tell that it was a forced smile.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Not everyone can truly be selfless. Seeing one's apprentice surpass oneself may bring comfort and joy, but more often it brings loneliness.

Roya approached Garr without saying much, only saying, "My swordsmanship hasn't surpassed yours yet. I just used a little trick, well, to be precise, it was my talent, my talent in the area of ​​time. You can feel it too, right? That slash was something I couldn't do at my level."

There was a certain element of comfort in Roya's words; if you really want to categorize it, isn't this also a form of strength?

Gar blinked upon hearing this, the melancholy in his eyes lessening slightly. He remained silent, waiting for Roya to continue.

Luo Ya sighed and said, "In short, I can't bear the title of Sword God, and I can't really become the Sword God and sit in the Holy Land of Swords forever. Compared to you, my feelings for the Holy Land of Swords are very weak. Moreover, I have more things to do. So, let's leave the title of Sword God to you for now."

Garl narrowed his eyes slightly, tightening his grip on the wooden sword with his right hand. He merely snorted at Roya's words and said, "Why say so much? You won, and that's it. I've held the position of Sword God for decades, and I anticipated this day. From today onward, you are the new Sword God."

When these words actually came from Garr's mouth, everyone was in an uproar.

Nina looked on incredulously.

Looking at the elderly man standing in front of her, whose posture was already somewhat hunched, she realized for the first time that her father was not omnipotent, and that he had also aged a lot.

Luo Ya shrugged. He had already given the old man a way out. The old man was so proud that he suffered for it. He couldn't blame him for not being able to accept it.

Roya didn't dwell on the question of who the Sword God was. He continued, "In short, you taught me, so you are my master. As I said above, I'm very busy and can't stay in the Sword Sanctuary forever. I need more time to study other things. The Sword Sanctuary still needs you to maintain it. You've been in the Sword Sanctuary for decades. It's like home to you. You have your own disciples and daughter here. You love this place more than I do. I believe that even if I become the new Sword God, you can continue to stay in the Sword Sanctuary and teach them. They need you more than I do."

Roya's words were sincere, and that was truly what he thought.

Garr stared directly at Roya, his aged face fixed on Roya as if trying to discern something from Roya's expression.

Garr's lips twitched slightly. It was somewhat amusing to see this usually straightforward and seemingly unrestrained old man acting like this.

The two didn't stare at each other for long. Garr saw only sincerity on Roya's face. He patted Roya on the shoulder, then suddenly laughed, his voice growing louder until he declared, "You're a good talker, kid. Much better than us roughnecks. You're right, but if it were anyone else, they'd probably be eager for me to pack my bags and get out of here. I appreciate your kindness, but I do have people I can't let go of. So, I'll shamelessly stay here. Of course, the title of Sword God is already yours. From the moment I'm defeated, the name of Sword God on the stone tablet will be yours."

The two did not hide their conversation from the disciples present, who were somewhat numb at the moment.

The Holy Land of Swords has changed hands at this moment.

At this moment, the title of Sword God also became Roya.

But the old sword god still sat in the Holy Land of Swords. The Holy Land of Swords seemed to have changed a little, but it seemed that nothing had changed.

This is both a prelude and a foreshadowing.

Just like the foreshadowing in all novels, from the strength that Roya showed at the beginning to Roya's ability to defeat the Sword God, although Roya said that he used his talent, isn't that also a kind of strength?

Luo Ya surprised everyone in so many ways, but these surprises were all part of the foreshadowing.

Compared to Roya's busy figure, Rudius seemed quite casual.

At this moment, Rudius was surrounded by a group of children who were a few years older than him.

Does the Holy Land of Swords have no age requirement for accepting disciples? But the youngest is over ten years old. With the arrival of Rudius, he became the youngest disciple.

However, Rudius is someone who has lived a second life, and although he looks young, he is actually quite cunning.

Ludius was showing off his knowledge, talking about topics that boys usually discuss.

Rudius, with an air of mature wisdom, said to a shy young man beside him, "Kid, I know your troubles. Is it that you don't know how to start a conversation with a girl?"

The young man nodded. In the Holy Land of Swords, training was certainly not the only thing that could be done.

A mundane daily routine is often punctuated by other things.

Coincidentally, there are also quite a few female swordsmen in the Holy Land of Swords, accounting for about 7 to 3 of them.

Of course, 70% are boys and 30% are girls.

This is actually an extremely exaggerated level.

After all, women's status in Central Europe was really not high. This is not to say that women were all weaker than men, but that the population base was what it was. In this era, female swordsmen who grew up normally were indeed weaker than male swordsmen.

Of course, this isn't entirely accurate.

Kyrie Irvine perfectly illustrates what muscles are.

It wasn't just the difference in physical condition; other factors combined to ultimately lead to this result.

However, the Sword Sanctuary is still considered good. Compared to other sword styles, where an entire dojo might be full of muscular burly men, the proportion of people in the Sword Sanctuary is quite good.

With girls around, boys naturally start to have more ulterior motives.

The mechanism of this dojo is somewhat similar to that of a school in a previous life.

However, it's much freer than school.

Aside from the necessary training time each week, Gar basically doesn't care about these trainees. As long as they don't fight and beat someone half to death, or suddenly get someone pregnant, Gar will generally ignore it.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that you still have the energy to do these things.

In reality, most beginners in swordsmanship don't even have the time or inclination to think about these things.

Garr's training volume was entirely determined by his mood. The usual basic training was not much. Of course, this was for students who had been in the Holy Land of Swords for more than two years. These students already had a certain foundation and their physical fitness had reached a qualified level.

For those new trainees, it was a nightmare start.

They often received reprimands from Gar for not meeting the training requirements. In addition, some trainees were not born into nobility and looked much thinner. This is what is meant by "poor scholars, rich warriors." Their physiques were not as good as others, their bodies were not well-developed, and they lacked nutrition for a long time. It was not uncommon for them to faint after a few more moves.

Of course, such students are still a very small minority. When Garr was young, he would go out and take in some poor people on the roadside.

Now that I'm older, I've seen more of things, learned some lessons, and become more mature.

Perhaps when he was young, Gard would have offered a helping hand to a pitiful child and taken him as an apprentice, but now he would not take on apprentices so easily.

I'll still reach out for help, but forget about taking on apprentices.

Unless the other party is willing to actively seek out the Holy Land of Swords and move the old man with a devout attitude, he will only provide a meal and then leave without paying.

These are all digressions; in short, the current trainees are in fairly good physical condition.

Of course, if Old Deng is unhappy and insists on torturing the trainees, everyone can only endure it and then lie in bed for a day or two with aches and pains.

However, this situation is still very rare.

Now, those younger students are already teenagers, which is the age when they go through puberty.

Teenagers often experience a hazy, budding romance, which can be felt by both boys and girls, causing their hearts to race.

In other words, the air was filled with the scent of hormones.

In other words, it's due to an overproduction of sex hormones, making everyone feel sexually attracted to each other.

At first, Rudius kept a low profile, and everyone just thought that Roya was Rudius's older brother with a strong background. If you offend Rudius, you have to think carefully.

Later, Rudius took the initiative to integrate himself into the group, and everyone discovered that Rudius was actually a very easy person to talk to, without the condescending attitude of a noble towards commoners. Over time, everyone gradually became more friendly.

Friends, we all talk dirty every night, it's the same now as in ancient times.

At night, the boys would talk about trivial things, discussing which girl was prettier and how alluring her figure was.

That's just how boys are, especially at this age.

At times like these, everyone would gather together and start discussing it.

Of course, Kino was among them, but he mostly participated as an observer.

During this period, Rudius displayed astonishing talent.

With his photographic memory, Ludius was able to accurately describe the measurements of every girl.

"That girl, her name is Tina, right? She's so-so, bust 84cm, waist 61cm, hips 90cm, pretty standard, right? What? You're asking what measurements are? Seriously... let me put it this way: bust is height x 0.535, waist is height x 0.365, hips are height x 0.565. Huh? You don't even understand that?"

Then Ludius began to explain his insights and views on the three dimensions, and made a detailed summary and a set of arguments, and then compared and proved them to give everyone a rough probability.

The more they listened, the more shocked they became. Then, they all gave Rudius a thumbs up and said with admiration, "Rudius, you are really amazing. I didn't even know such a thing existed."

"Was the person who discovered this person a genius? How did he do it?"

The group of teenagers gathered together, making a big fuss, their faces full of admiration. Even Kino, who had been eavesdropping the whole time, couldn't help but chime in and mentally calculate Nina's measurements.

The calculation failed miserably; Kino had never studied arithmetic and couldn't figure it out at all.

From this point on, Rudius's status among the young men rose infinitely, especially after they heard that Rudius had a lovely fiancée, everyone was green with envy.

Chapter 265 Romance Strategy

From then on, Rudius transformed into a love guru, standing in the center enjoying the adoration of the crowd and instructing these young men on how to woo women.

Rudius pondered for a moment, then said to the student beside him, "Think about it, what are your strengths?"

The young man thought for a moment, then looked hesitant. He didn't think he was that great, and said somewhat sadly, "I'm not as smart as you, Rudius. I don't know much, and I can't articulate any profound truths. I'm practically invisible in the Holy Land of Swords."

As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, until finally he stopped talking altogether.

Rudius frowned, looked at the young man's companion, and asked directly, "What do you think?"