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

Rudius said seriously, "Everyone's personality is different. Perhaps she can get along with you, but not with other wives. But if she buries her dissatisfaction in her heart just because you are there, the conflicts will only continue to accumulate."

"One day, when that conflict erupts..."

Ars felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Although he felt he wouldn't end up like that, he didn't think his father was exaggerating.

“But Dad did a great job,” Ars tried to ask.

"What did Dad do?"

"Me? Uh..."

Rudius was about to share his experience.

But just then, he suddenly realized...

I don't think I have anything to say.

No.

Ultimately, I didn't do anything at all, and the family was already very harmonious.

But is this really the case?

Rudius actually knew.

Unseen by others, someone has been helping to maintain harmony in their family.

Rudius then ruffled Jars's hair.

"dad?"

"You can ask Sylphie about this when you really need to."

"Mother Bai?"

"Yes, so I've always been very grateful to her."

……

After their private conversation, Jars returned to his room.

He lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought.

"Husband and wife... a relationship between a man and a woman..."

Ars muttered to himself.

Although I don’t want to admit it.

But judging from Lulia's performance today, I probably really need to pay more attention to this aspect.

Side Story: The Tale of Ars (14)

Early the next morning.

Ars opened his eyes early, got dressed as usual, and went out into the yard.

A bright red figure had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time.

"Red Mama".

Are you ready to warm up?

Alice asked.

"Yes, I'm ready."

"Then let's go."

"it is good!"

The two started running at the same time, one after the other, out of the yard.

Going for a run every morning used to be a must.

Ars had almost forgotten about this, but after waking up in the morning, he habitually got dressed, his body's instincts having ingrained this matter into his very bones.

The two ran around Sharia for an hour before returning home.

Just as Ars was about to end his morning run and go back to take a shower, Alice suddenly called out to him.

"Yars."

As Alice spoke, she drew a strangely shaped sword from her waist.

“Let me see how you’ve grown,” Alice said earnestly.

"Yes!"

Ars's eyes flashed, and he immediately drew his sword from his waist.

It was an ordinary sword.

It was pale in color and looked somewhat like bone.

The blade is not sharp.

Rather, it's a bit blunt even compared to ordinary swords. Although it can be used in combat, its lethality is ultimately lacking.

But Yars did not believe that the sword in his hand would lose to the "Fengya Dragon Sword".

Even though the Phoenix Dragon Sword is one of the "Forty-Eight Demon Swords" that are famous throughout the world, Ars will not change his mind.

This sword was a birthday gift from my father.

Although it's not a magic sword, it was indeed forged by my father using the same materials as the magic armor, making it an indestructible sword.

"Come on, Mom!"

Ars gave a powerful shout, and the battle began.

……

Ten seconds later.

Rudius came out of his house and saw Jars lying on the ground.

Alice was standing to the side with her arms crossed.

"Alice, what are you doing?" Rudeus asked in surprise.

"It's just a little bit of training for him."

Is it necessary to cut off one's arms and legs for exercise?

"……Have."

Alice avoided eye contact and said somewhat hesitantly.

Rudeus sighed helplessly, squatted down, and used a king-level healing spell to regenerate Ars's severed arms and legs.

Although the medical system in this world is not advanced, as long as there is high-level healing and detoxification magic, almost any injury can be healed, even something as minor as a severed hand or foot.

"Thank you, Dad." Jars' face was a little pale.

The battle just ended too quickly.

Ars had thought he could at least hold his own for a couple of rounds, but he never expected to suffer a crushing defeat in just one exchange.

He felt he was too weak.

Seemingly seeing through Jars' thoughts, Rudius laughed and said, "Jars, it's not that you're too weak, but that Alice is too strong."

“Yes…” Yars took a deep breath.

Although he said that, he was still somewhat unwilling.

This is indeed the dedication of a swordsman.

"It's already pretty good."

Alice commented, "To reach the lower level of the Water God Flow in just one month is already quite astonishing."

"If someone can reach the intermediate level within a year and the advanced level within three years, they can already be considered a genius."

Ars nodded, feeling a sense of joy at being recognized.

But soon he became doubtful again.

"Does reaching the higher level in three years qualify someone as a genius?"

"of course."

Rudius laughed and helped Jars up from the ground.

But his next words left Rudius speechless.

"But I heard that Sister Aisha only took two years to train both the Sword God Style and the Water God Style to the Saint level, and she also mastered six types of high-level magic, even reaching the Saint level in two of them, and could cast spells without chanting..."

"Then what about Sister Ai Xia?"

"Yars asked, puzzled."

Rudeus: ...

Alice: ...

How should I put it?

Rudius scratched his head. Aisha's situation was not a valid comparison.

As the saying goes, comparing yourself to others can be incredibly frustrating.

When I summarized Aisha's training progress, even Orstide was taken aback.

He even bluntly stated that if Aisha had been born a few thousand years earlier, she would likely have been a figure of Saint Milis's caliber, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration for her to call herself a hero.

Unfortunately, Aisha herself had no intention of studying hard.

The reason she reached this point in two years was simply because she wanted Rudius to agree to keep her as a maid.

so……