Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

Paul is a bastard and a piece of trash.

But he sees things particularly clearly when it comes to women.

Sylphie is too dependent on me now.

……

After Hilfi had finished crying.

I pulled her up and looked at her.

"I'm sorry, Silphie, but I'm leaving so I can be with Silphie, okay?"

"Magic. Magic university and stuff like that, you don't have to go..."

Hilfi choked up, saying things out of spite.

Hilfi looks cute even like this.

"Silphie, let's work together for our bright future."

That's what I said.

Hilfi's face was still filled with unease.

So I added another sentence.

"Although it's a bit early to say this now, I, Rudius, swear by the name Grerath that no matter what happens, Silphi will be my wife."

"Eh, eh?"

Hilfi was taken aback for a moment.

Then, its long, pointed ears turned red and began to vibrate violently like a small electric fan.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's just a marriage declaration, why are you so shy?

Hilfi is so cute.

……

In the afternoon swordsmanship instruction class.

Paul came up to me and asked me:

"You... ah, if you were asked to separate from Sylphie, what would you think?"

The exact same problem as in my previous life.

Sure enough, Paul could also see that Hilfi relied on me too much.

If I answer no at this point, Paul will suddenly attack me.

"Thinking about it carefully, that's definitely how it should be."

"Eh?"

Paul heard an unexpected answer.

"what happened?"

"No...why would you think that?"

"Sylphie is a little too dependent on me. If this continues, she'll become useless without me by her side."

"...That's definitely true."

"so?"

"So, you've already found a job."

After that, Paul showed me the job he had found for me.

Not surprisingly.

It's to go to Roya to be Miss Alice's tutor.

Then, the person responsible for picking me up appeared.

Chocolate-colored skin, a revealing leather jacket, bulging muscles, and scars all over his body.

It has beast-like ears and a tiger-like tail.

Wearing an eye patch, her neatly made face gave off the vibe of a boss lady.

Former member of the Black Wolf Fang, Sword King Kyrie Irwin.

"Paul, Janice, it's been a long time."

"Gilead is still the same as always."

As former members of Black Wolf's Fang, Kyrie Irvine, Janis, and Paul had all greeted him.

Ok……

Thinking about it carefully, only someone with Gilead's easygoing personality would greet Paul without holding a grudge.

After all, Paul had previously raided Gigliotti's place during his heat.

This scumbag...

Forget it, no matter what, this scumbag is still my father, and I can't let him down.

"Nice to meet you, I am Rudius Grerat."

I bowed to Gilead with standard aristocratic etiquette.

"Oh!"

Kyrie I looked at me with surprise.

“That’s very polite for Paul’s son.”

Although I know you're praising me, comparing me to Paul still makes me uncomfortable.

Paul introduced me to Gilead with great pride.

Because the description was somewhat exaggerated, even someone with a strong sense of logic like Kyrie Irvine began to doubt its authenticity.

A water-saint level mage or something...

"Then, Rudy, I'll leave Gilead to you."

Paul patted me on the shoulder and said.

"Hey, wait a minute, aren't you saying it backwards?"

Kyrie Irvine was somewhat puzzled.

"No, there's no rebellion. Judging from the quickness of your two minds, it's definitely Rudy who should be taking care of you. Besides, you're going to learn magic and literacy from Rudy, aren't you?"

Paul's tone was incredibly irritating.

But Gilead was clearly a guy who didn't understand humor, and he nodded thoughtfully.

They actually approved it?!

"Then I look forward to your guidance from now on, Lord Rudius."

"Just call me Rudy..."

Although they had dealt with each other frequently for a long time, Kyrie Irvine was indeed a powerful figure who came from the land of illiteracy.

"Oh, right."

Paul quietly took out a letter he had prepared beforehand and handed it to me.

"This is?"

"This is a letter for Gilead, but you should open it after you leave."

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Paul, you can't hide that mischievous smile on your face anymore!

I hereby declare: Everyone who reads this book, please leave me a review!

This is fan fiction written out of interest, and I can't continue writing it if I lose interest, so please try your best to keep me interested!

14. The legend has only just begun.

"By the time you read this letter, I will no longer be alive."

"What?!!!"

Kyrie Irvine's voice nearly pierced the roof of the carport.

Hey, calm down, Gilead, this is just Paul's weird hobby.

In the carriage on my way to Rohály, I read Paul's letter with great resignation.

In my past life, Paul knocked me unconscious, put me in a carriage, and left without saying goodbye.

Paul wrote me a letter to tell me the whole story.

I thought I wouldn't write a letter this time, but Paul's wicked sense of humor led me to write one anyway.

"—This is a joke I've always wanted to write down. I bet Gilead's reaction right now is hilarious, isn't it? If I'm right, Rudy, you can laugh at him for me."

"Ugh, you bastard Paul..."

Gilead gritted his teeth.

Wait a minute.

I know Paul is a jerk, but please don't look at me like that.

I'm just reading your letter; I won't laugh at you.

Paul, you have no class at all.

Uh...