Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

As he spoke, a glint of light appeared in Halfas's eyes.

"And what about Lilith?" the princess asked.

"Lilith..." Halphas touched his nose, thought for a moment and said, "I like both of them very much, but if I really have to compare them, I still like Lilith a little more."

"Huh? Isn't Violet your favorite?" the princess said with some surprise. "I've noticed you spend more time with Violet."

Upon hearing the queen's words, Halfas immediately jumped out of her arms excitedly and desperately tried to explain:

"No, that's not it! I only see Violet as a little sister! My favorite is Lilith!" Halfas said, his face turning red. "That day, Lilith had a fever, and when I saw Violet go to rest, I stayed with her by myself. Although I like Lilith, I've never dared to tell her. I only dare to tell her when she's sick and asleep..."

Seeing Halphas's earnest yet shy expression, the Queen chuckled. Afraid Halphas might misunderstand and think she was no longer willing to share, she gently stroked Halphas's head and coaxed him softly:

"So that's why our little Halphas refused to drink milk that day to stay with Lilith! Alright, alright, Mother understands. Come, tell Mother, what do you like about Lilith?"

"Your Majesty, I think that although Lilith is called the older sister, she is actually more like the younger sister. She is always careless and makes small mistakes. When eating desserts, she likes to take away Violet's favorite foods. Although it is not very polite, I think she is also very cute. Moreover, Lilith is very kind-hearted, just like when she treats that little wildcat. She is especially gentle. Who wouldn't like a girl like that? I think she will grow up to be a gentle and great person like Mother!"

As he spoke, Halphas excitedly raised his hands as if making a vow, his face beaming with a silly grin, as if he were fantasizing about his future with Lilith.

When the princess heard Halphas's reply, she straightened up, knelt on the bed, and looked at her son with affection. She gently kissed Halphas's forehead, and Halphas smiled shyly.

The princess gently scooped Halfas into her arms and said tenderly:

"Then Halfas must take good care of the girl he likes."

"Yes, yes! Your son will definitely do it!"

Dong dong dong

"Your Highness Halfas, it's time for your milk."

A maid's voice came from outside the door. The princess stroked Halfas's golden hair with some reluctance, "Alright, don't keep the wet nurse waiting too long."

"Yes, Mother. I will take my leave now. Please rest early."

After saying this, Halfas climbed off the bed, bowed to the queen, and left the room.

After Halfas left, a maid entered the room and tiptoed to the queen.

The princess said with a solemn expression, "Investigate how the cat His Highness and the two young ladies who accompanied him saw it in the garden today came about. The palace is heavily guarded; not even a fly can get in. How could there be a stray cat?"

"Yes."

After bowing, the maid left the room and returned to the princess's side shortly afterward.

"Upon investigation, the patrolman said that Miss Lilith secretly hid something in the garden this morning. I suspect that the cat may have been secretly put there by Miss Lilith."

"I see."

The princess sighed softly and lay down on the bed, while the maidservants stepped aside to await her orders.

In the middle of the night, the princess unexpectedly suffered from insomnia, and seemed to recall noticing this little girl named Lilith before.

She couldn't help but think of that day six months ago:

Under the white parasol, Gordon looked at the three children chasing each other in the courtyard and said with a look of satisfaction to the princess sitting across the round table, "Seeing His Highness Halfas playing so happily with my daughter, I can't help but think of the days when I was a child. It's truly nostalgic."

"Since that's the case, then why don't you let them both stay? I like these two children very much."

After saying this, the princess gently picked up the exquisite gold-rimmed porcelain teapot, and the pale green liquor slowly flowed down the spout into the teacup beside Gordon.

Gordon respectfully picked up the teacup with both hands, and after the princess put down the teapot, he slowly placed the teacup back on the table. His expression was slightly gloomy, and he said in a low voice:

"As long as you are happy, that's fine. It is my two daughters' good fortune to be able to stay by Your Highness's side."

The princess gently waved the paper fan in her hand, observing Gao Deng's expression out of the corner of her eye. "I know Gao Deng's difficulties. Gao Deng doesn't need to force himself."

"You flatter me by saying that," Gao Deng said with a wry smile.

He looked at the three children in the courtyard, his eyes unconsciously welling up with tears. After a moment of silence, he left his seat, knelt on one knee before the Queen, and said, "I am more than happy to have my daughter become His Highness Halfas's companion. Please allow both of them to stay."

"What are you doing, Lord Gordon? I already like your two daughters, why do you have to perform such a grand ceremony?" As she spoke, the princess helped Gordon up. In the instant she looked up, she suddenly felt a gaze meet hers. It was from a girl, Gordon's eldest daughter, Lilith Aiuros Greirat.

Unlike her sisters Violet and Halphas, Lilith didn't seem to be fully focused on chasing and playing. The little girl's attention was on herself and Gordon.

"I entrust my two daughters to you," Gordon said with tears in his eyes.

"Gao Dengqing is too kind."

As the princess helped Gordon back to his seat, she kept an eye on Lilith's gaze.

As soon as Gordon sat back down, Lilith looked away, pretending not to have seen anything, and continued chasing and playing with Violet and Halphas.

There aren't many children with such cunning these days; at least, neither of the two princes and two princesses of the Kingdom of Asura showed any signs of it at this age.

"What a thoughtful child, but a five-year-old can't cause any trouble."

The princess murmured to herself as she drifted off to sleep.

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Chapter 141: Side Story (Part Two) - Flying Flowers

Jobless Reincarnation: Even Without Transfer Events, I Will Still Live Seriously [Chapter 141] Side Story (Part Two): Flying Flowers

Chapter 141: Side Story (Part Two) - Flying Flowers

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Two years later

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In the height of summer, the scorching sun was unbearable, and the princes and princesses in the palace had already changed into cool and breathable summer clothes.

Every extra piece of fabric adds to the heat. Throughout the capital, wealthy young ladies and noblewomen are often seen wearing off-the-shoulder short dresses, generously displaying their beautiful white necks and slender legs, which always attracts the attention of many playboys.

In the courtyard, Violet was sitting under a parasol eating ice cream, wearing a light blue lace dress. The semi-transparent silk revealed glimpses of her waist and white thighs, making Halfas, who had just entered the courtyard, stare intently.

"Violet looks so beautiful today."

Halphas walked over and sat down next to Violet, glancing at her thighs out of the corner of his eye as he spoke.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness. You look very handsome today too."

Violet smiled as she spoke, and then, noticing Halfas's gaze, she brought her thighs together towards the inside of the round table.

"So Violet means I'm not handsome normally, right?"

Halphas scratched his hands and approached Violet with a wicked grin. He had wanted to do something to Violet ever since he saw her, and now he finally had his chance.

“Prince Halfas is handsome usually too…” Violet said shyly.

As Halphas approached, Violet timidly covered her chest and thighs with her hands. She knew what Halphas wanted to do. Over the years they had known each other, Halphas had often made small moves on her, but out of respect for the prince, she never made any big moves to refuse him as long as the servants or others did not see it.

"You're lying! You're clearly just saying one thing and meaning another. I'll punish you!"

Seeing that Violet still did not refuse, Halfas began to grope her.

He reached under Violet's armpits and abdomen and gently scratched her.

"Haha, Your Highness Halfas, please don't do that! It's too embarrassing!"

"Nobody saw it, what are you afraid of? Take this, Violet!"

"Oh dear, Your Highness Halfas, I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

"How could I let you off so easily? Heh heh, I won't!"

Violet desperately covered her armpits and abdomen, but she still couldn't stop Halphas's attack.

"Sister...hahahaha, sister, save me...hahahaha."

Lilith stood in the shade under the eaves, watching the two people in the courtyard. Halphas kept tickling Violet's abdomen, and Violet, who usually paid attention to her appearance, was now completely devoid of any semblance of composure.

She smoothed her short hair, recalling the night a few years ago when she was sick. Her sister had just left, and the room was empty. When Halfas entered the room, she was terrified, not knowing what would happen. But Halfas did nothing; he simply held her hand gently and said comforting words.

Especially that line, "I love you, Lilith."

Although they were just the innocent words of a five-year-old, for Lilith, who was also five years old and lying on the lesion, they were probably the most beautiful words she had ever heard.

But why is it Violet who is laughing and joking with the prince now, instead of herself?

Lilith had a question mark in her mind regarding Violet.

In the two years since she became the prince's study companion, the prince has spent far more time with Violet than with her. Sometimes she even asks herself if the prince has made a mistake, and if he might actually like Violet more.

Is it because I'm not good-looking enough?

Lilith unconsciously touched her cheek, looking at Violet in the courtyard, somewhat bewildered.

"We look exactly alike...why..."

Could it be for some other reason?

I suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if something important to me had been taken away by someone else.

"Are you trying to steal food from my bowl... Violet?"

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A month later, Arles entered the height of summer, a time when everything was in a state of restlessness.

The empty palace corridors were lit by magic stone lamps that burned all night long.

"It's fucking hot."

The male servant on night patrol muttered a curse under his breath.

Seeing that no one was around, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his uniform and continued patrolling the corridor.

There was a door that was ajar and not locked. He looked up at the doorplate and said, "Oh, so this is Miss Violet's room."

Looking through the slightly ajar door, Violet's image from the daytime flashed through my mind. Her long, white legs were incredibly alluring, and her slender waist was faintly visible through her lace blue dress. But the most captivating thing was her face. Even though she was only seven years old, she was sure to grow up to be a great beauty.

The servant swallowed hard. "Honestly, what am I thinking?" Thinking of the consequences of a servant violating his master—not only would he be executed, but his family would also be severely punished—he gave up on the idea of ​​Violet.

He then returned to the servants' quarters.

Upon entering the room, I saw a glass of water on the table. I was parched from the heat during my night patrol and hadn't seen a glass of water on the table when I left. But I didn't care; water was better than no water.

The servant grabbed the water glass and drank it down in a frenzy, getting more and more energetic as he drank, as if he wanted to eat the glass whole.

"It's fucking hot."

The male servant cursed.

As he spoke, he took off his entire uniform and threw it on the ground. He felt as if a flame was burning inside him, and Violet's face reappeared in his mind. Recalling the girl's every smile and frown made him restless.

In an instant, a naked man rushed out of the rest room, found the half-open door in his memory, and regardless of the consequences, the moment he pushed the door open, all his animal instincts erupted.

The long night is finally over.

The girl lay listlessly on the blood-stained sheets, her pale face devoid of life. Her eyes stared blankly out the window, oblivious to her naked state. She locked the bedroom door, ignoring the maid's repeated knocks.

Finally, the knocking was no longer gentle and polite; instead, a rapid pounding on the door reached Violet's ears.

"Open the door, Violet! It's me! I, the prince, command you to open the door! Do you hear me?! That bastard has been dealt with! Your mother has avenged you! Open the door now!"

"Halphas... Your Highness..."

Violet slowly got out of bed, walked naked to the door, and placed her hand on the doorknob.

"Little sister, please open the door! Little sister, please open the door! We're all so worried about you!"

That was Lilith's voice.

"What they mean by 'being very worried' is..."

Violet murmured to herself.

"Everyone knows... I lost my virginity... it's all true now..."

"My reputation... is gone..."

Violet sobbed as she walked back to her bed, dressed herself piece by piece, and then stood in front of the mirror, gazing at the girl in it.

Waist-length hair, delicate face, light blue lace dress...

She opened the window, and with her last vestige of honor, leaped into the sky.

Chapter 142: Side Story (Part 3) - The Real Culprit

Jobless Reincarnation: Even Without a Transfer Event, I Will Still Live Seriously [Chapter 142] Side Story (Part 3): The True Culprit

Chapter 142: Side Story (Part 3) - The Real Culprit

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