Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

I remember Mr. Salomon once said something like this: "Think positively, and you can't go wrong."

The election was about to begin. Mugore climbed onto the platform from the side and stood in front of Cosette. I and the other three ministers had already given up our votes, so now only Mugore and Senior Dolan remained as candidates.

According to Cosette's script, Dolan would definitely not appear, so Mulgore becoming the student council president would be nothing more than a formality.

"Dear students, good morning! It's an honor..."

Ah, Cosette has already started her speech, and I'm inexplicably feeling a little nervous.

I looked at Lilith, who remained remarkably calm.

"Now, please welcome our first candidate for student council president, Mugore Galorin, to the stage."

Mulgore walked to the center of the platform, and Silphie was standing behind him. I could see her eyes, which would drift toward me one moment and then gaze at Mulgore the next.

I suddenly felt a little flustered. To be precise, the way Sylphie looked at Mulgore surprised me.

I used Sylphie's feelings for me as a bargaining chip, on the condition that she would choose me without hesitation between me and Mulgore.

Cosette probably knew that Mulgore couldn't possibly win over Sylphie, but she didn't stop him. Perhaps this all stemmed from an older sister's doting affection for her younger brother.

Now, Sylphie's gaze is fixed on Mulgore. Could it be that she is making a choice?

I'm not that confident in myself, or rather, I feel a little guilty for always taking advantage of Sylphie's feelings for me.

“Dear fellow students, I am candidate Mogore Galolin. As you can see, I am here to run for president of the student council. But before that, I have to do something that will determine the fate of my life.”

Is he going to confess his feelings to Sylphie in public here? Wouldn't it be incredibly embarrassing if he got rejected?

Unless you're absolutely certain, I advise you not to do it, Mulgore.

Cosette clenched her fists, the veins on the back of her hands bulging, which I could clearly see from my position. She must have been worried about her brother Mulgore's sudden actions.

"Wow!"

Amidst gasps of surprise from the audience, Mulgore turned and knelt on one knee, facing Sylphie.

This is probably not just a confession of love, it's clearly a marriage proposal!

"There was a girl who came into my view a year ago."

"She had striking long, emerald-green hair, always tied in a neat ponytail. Although her long hair might be quite eye-catching to others, it was the hair that captivated me."

"She has a gentle and considerate personality. Even though she is strong and has excellent grades, she still has a vulnerable side, but she doesn't show it to ordinary people."

“Hilufiette, that girl is you. I don’t know why, but as long as I look at you, I don’t have to worry about anything. As long as you are by my side, you are the greatest motivation for me to live in this world. Our acquaintance is the best gift that God has given me.”

"But I am greedy. I am not satisfied with just knowing you. I want to fall in love with you and marry you."

After saying that, Mulgore took out an exquisite wooden box wrapped in red wool from his pocket and carefully took out a ring.

"Please marry me, Silphiete."

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Chapter 176: Breaking the Army (Part 7)

Even without a transfer event, I will live earnestly in this Musou Reincarnation fanfic [Chapter 176] Breaking the Army (Part 7)

Chapter 176: Breaking the Army (Part 7)

……

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

……

The audience was in complete chaos, with almost everyone jeering.

"If you've met such a good man, marry him!"

"If it were me, I would have gotten married long ago!"

There were a few unfamiliar faces mingling in the crowd; they might be shills hired by Mulgore.

Did he really spend the money he received from the blackboard workshop on such a pointless place?

"Marry him, meow!"

"Marry him!"

Judging from the voices, it sounds like Lynya and Prusena. Are they joining in the commotion too? Interesting.

What would Hilfi think?

Oh dear, she's looking at me.

On the high platform, Sylphie, with her bright wine-red eyes beneath her emerald green hair, was gazing at me.

It seems like they're asking me for help.

Sylphie was trembling all over, her fists clenched so tightly they shook. Mulgore knelt on one knee in front of her. I couldn't see Mulgore's face, but it must have been a sincere expression on his face.

To say that I would hand over Silphie to him would be impossible, but he did something I never even thought possible.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a deep respect for Mulgore.

Perhaps Mulgore was already building such a beautiful dream from the very beginning.

He has a fair-skinned and beautiful wife who is cute, gentle, and capable, and who demonstrates outstanding talent wherever she goes.

When he returned home in the evening, exhausted from a long day, his virtuous and beautiful wife presented him with a bowl of hot ramen, saying softly in a gentle voice, "Welcome home. You've had a long day, darling."

The saying goes, "She can grace the hall and cook in the kitchen." With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?

Unfortunately, even the best dreams have to come to an end.

"me……"

Hilfi's face was already flushed, and she was stammering as she spoke. The surrounding commotion was so loud that I couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

"Lilith, we're almost there."

"Yes, Lord Rudeus, no, Rudeus, have you made up your mind?"

Lilith rested her elbow on my shoulder and leaned against the chair, but she wasn't completely leaning against me.

"I guess so. It seems that Mulgore has made Sylphie hesitate, so I can't let him get away with it too easily."

"What a strange competitive spirit."

"Competitive spirit?"

"Hmmmm~"

A competitive spirit?

Even though I have no intention of being with Sylphie, I still feel uncomfortable when the Mulgores make their move on her. Isn't that just possessiveness?

Animals have a survival instinct, just like when I was in junior high school, I loved watching TV shows where lions would protect their food, and even if they couldn't finish it, they wouldn't let hyenas get close.

But Lilith said it was a competitive spirit. Does she think that Sylphie never belonged to me and that Mulgore and I were just competing fairly?

Maybe so. I thought so a few months ago too.

"Silphiette! Please, become my wife!"

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

Mughal raised his head, his voice booming, but it seemed about to be drowned out by the jeers.

"Hilufiette!"

"Please!"

"Be my wife!"

Finally, Mulgore silenced all the jeers and shouts; his voice was hoarse and screaming, and in front of him stood Sylphie…

Hilfi seemed very uneasy.

She neither directly refused nor accepted, but instead turned her gaze to me once again.

It's like they're asking for my opinion, or asking for my help...

"Lilith, was this your idea?"

"Lord Rudius? Why do you say that?"

"Hilfie is clearly unwilling, isn't she? Did you say anything to her?"

"If she doesn't agree, why doesn't she just refuse? Or is it that you don't trust me, Rudeus?"

"That's not..."

As far as I know, Silphie rejected Mulgore's confession once, and I heard it from her herself.

However, in the following months, Mulgore sent Sylphie a room full of gifts, all paid for with Blackboard Workshop money, but I never made any explicit statement about it.

So, is today's situation because of me...?

Then I really brought this on myself.

Mulgore took Silphie's hand, opened the small brocade box in his hand, and took out a ring from it.

My heart was in my throat.

Reject him quickly, Sylphie...

Reject him, reject him...

"Marry him!"

"Marry him!"

The crowd was in an uproar, with cheers rising and falling, all hoping that Sylphie would accept Mulgore's confession.

I looked at Cosette behind them; her expression was solemn, showing no sign of joy whatsoever.

I can somewhat understand her thinking. If her brother marries a commoner as his principal wife, he will basically lose any possibility of forming alliances with other nobles.

If I were Cosette, I probably wouldn't be happy either.

My gaze shifted to Sylphie; her hands were trembling. What was she holding onto...?

Is it a choice between me and Mulgore?

It shouldn't be...

If it comes to the point of competing against Mulgore, then I have failed.

"Say no already, Silphie!"

My words were drowned out by the crowd. I don't know if Hilfi heard me. She stood there, stunned. She seemed to be laughing, and tears were already streaming down her cheeks, as if she were feeling a sense of relief.

"Excuse me, but the Magic Association needs to investigate."

Three people dressed in magicians' robes and wearing the Magicians' Association badges entered the auditorium and walked straight to the high platform.

Mulgore slowly rose to his feet, as if he already knew the purpose of their visit.

Cosette was now deathly pale, but she remained seated on the sofa, watching as the three magicians from the Magicians' Association approached Mulgore. She then spoke angrily:

"Who are you?! How dare you barge into the student council election at Lanoa Magic University? Who gave you permission?!"

"it's me."

Genius slowly entered the venue, looking at Cosette with a calm expression.

Of the three, the magician standing in the middle took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and showed it to Cosette.

"This is a joint search warrant from the Magic Association and Lanoa Magic University. Mugore Galorin is suspected of embezzling five thousand Lanoa gold coins from the Magic Association. He is hereby summoned."

"Five thousand... Mulgore, you actually..."

Cosette looked at Mulgore with an incredulous expression. So, just as I thought, she really didn't know anything about what Mulgore had done.

"It must be a lie, it's impossible."