Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Albert leaned closer to her and said, "Say less, Izuruti. No matter what, Alice will be happy as long as she sees Rudeus."

"Hmph, all men are the same." Izalutti sneered coldly and rolled up her sleeves. "If he dares to bring back any other mistresses or women, I'll teach that frivolous guy a lesson for Alice."

"It wouldn't be unreasonable for Alice to say something like that, but it just sounds weird coming from you," Albert teased. "Hey, Izuru, are you jealous that Alice's fiancé is back?"

"No, I didn't."

Izuru turned her head, but her azure eyes kept sneaking glances at Albert. Her clear and youthful eyes seemed to be yearning for something. As soon as Albert noticed the movement of her gaze, Izuru immediately averted her gaze.

"By the way, Albert, didn't your little doll come? Today is the day her brother, whom she hasn't seen for two years, is coming to the capital."

“Sigh…you mean Norren? She doesn’t seem to want to see her brother Rudius, and even seems to dislike him.” Albert sighed helplessly. “I don’t know how the two siblings will live their lives from now on, but her relationship with Alice is still quite harmonious, which is a breakthrough.”

“I remember Rudius should go back to school after his birthday,” Izoruti said. “I don’t think the two of them will spend much more time together.”

“You’re too naive to think that way, Izoruti.” Albert said, a strange look on his face. “How could your uncle possibly let him go back to Lanoa to study? Sending him abroad back then was just to keep things under wraps, but there’s no need to do that now.”

"I...I didn't understand..."

“You don’t need to understand. I feel that there is bound to be a battle between Rudius and me, but he is, after all, little Norren’s older brother, and I don’t want to see her sad and cry because of it.”

……

The carriage stopped in front of the city gate. Hilda, Rudeus, Hilfi, and Aisha got off one after another. Since the Halphas Rebellion, the kingdom had ordered that carriages from outside the royal territory could not drive directly into the capital, but had to get off and be inspected. Even the four noble families of the Grerat were no exception.

Therefore, Hilda and the others needed to transfer here to carriages prepared in advance by the Boreas family in the capital. This would both avoid the rudeness of being searched and preserve the dignity of the superior nobles, as well as obey the king's orders.

Alice, accompanied by a group of maids, went ahead to greet them, followed by Albert and Izuru.

"You must have had a long and arduous journey, Mother."

Alice said, supporting Hilda's arm.

Looking at Alice's shy expression, Hilda suddenly realized that her daughter seemed to have grown up in the two years since they last met.

Hilda believes that polite phrases like "the journey was arduous" were something Alice in the past would never have said in her entire life.

She hugged Alice, her eyes welling up with tears without her realizing it, and her voice gradually choked with emotion. After two years apart, Hilda had so much to say to her daughter, but she was not good with words, and all her thoughts turned into silence.

Suddenly, a figure entered Hilda's line of sight. He was of medium build, around twenty years old, with short, neat, bright red hair and piercing, triangular eyes. He was standing straight in front of the maids, watching Hilda and Alice.

It was Albert, his own biological son.

Hilda dared not look in Albert's direction again. More than ten years had passed since she last saw him, and Albert had grown into an adult. After only a few glances, she no longer hoped for any further development.

Alice released Hilda and looked at Rudeus and Sylphie behind her.

"Long time no see, Alice."

Rudeus walked up, but Alice's gaze wasn't on Rudeus's face, but rather on their two tightly clasped hands.

"Alice?"

Snapped!

"who is she?!"

Alice glanced at the white-haired, long-eared girl, Sylphiet, who was holding hands with Rudeus, and slapped Rudeus across the face, knocking him to the ground.

Immediately afterward, Alice was about to throw a punch at Sylphie.

Hilfi quickly dodged, and just as she was about to gather magic power in her hands to launch an attack, she abandoned the idea of ​​counterattacking.

As a concubine, one must not disobey the wishes of the principal wife, nor should one argue with or even attack her. These were the words Hilda had taught, and Hilda kept them firmly in mind.

But there was no time to lose her composure. Seeing that Alice's second "Boreas Iron Fist" was about to hit her, Hilfi quickly knelt down and used water magic to make tears around her eyes, pretending to cry.

"Waaah... Miss Alice, don't you remember me...? I'm Silphiette, we met at Rudy's tenth birthday party..."

"Huh?"

Alice paused for a moment; the name Silphiet seemed very familiar.

“Alice, I’m so sorry for making you misunderstand. I haven’t introduced you yet. This is Sylphie, my childhood friend. Alice has met her before.” Rudeus walked over, covering his face, and helped Sylphie up. He said to Alice, “But it’s been so long since we last met, it’s normal that Alice doesn’t remember.”

Rudius's lip was swollen with a large, bluish-purple bump, but he forced a smile through the pain and said, "Let's greet each other again. Long time no see, Alice."

"I'm...I'm so sorry..."

Alice actually apologized?!

Alice's change of heart surprised Rudius. Before he could even catch his breath, Alice hugged him tightly. Rudius didn't have time to appreciate the depth of her powerful breasts before he was about to be choked by her "Boreas-style" bear hug.

Sylphie was about to reach out and treat Rudeus's facial injury, but seeing Rudeus's "enjoyed" expression, she changed her mind.

"Giving Rudy a little lesson doesn't seem so bad..."

Chapter 228: New Friends and New Friends

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 228] New Friends and New Friends

Chapter 228: New Friends and New Friends

……

Accepting a person means accepting not only him as a person, but also his partner and his partner.

If possible, of course you should be gentle.

……

"Alice...I...am...dying...uh..."

Rudius tried to struggle free from Iris's strong arms, but failed.

"Alright, alright, let him go now, Alice."

Hilda couldn't help but laugh and called for Alice to stop, thus saving Rudeus. Two maids thoughtfully caught the half-dead Rudeus from behind.

Aisha hid behind Sylphie, observing the crowd before her. One after another, the exquisitely made-up and elegantly dressed maids stood straight and tall, their faces not displaying the humility her mother had always taught her, but rather glory and pride.

"So this is what the maids in the royal capital are like..." Aisha exclaimed.

Hilfi turned around and patted Aisha's head; her tea-red hair was very fluffy.

Aisha wisely averted her gaze and focused her attention on the man walking towards her.

Albert approached Hilda, bowed slightly respectfully, and said, "Mrs. Hilda, you must be tired from your journey. Your nephew, Albert Boreas Greirat, will be receiving you. Please forgive any shortcomings in our hospitality."

Hilda looked at Albert's face, choked up and unable to speak.

If she could, she would love to hug the man in front of her, her own son.

But she can't do that.

Her destiny was defined by the bloodline of the Asura nobles and the lineage of the Boreas family. Even her own blood relatives could not have any intimate interactions. Being able to meet once or have some interaction was already a blessing from heaven.

After returning the greeting, Hilda followed Albert's directions to the carriages that had been prepared in the city; Hilda, Rudius, and Aisha were led into other carriages by maids.

"Truly worthy of being the capital..."

Aisha peered out the window. Every corner of the capital seemed so captivating, even the smallest brick and tile was different from what she had encountered in Roya.

Hilfi silently watched Aisha at this moment. She didn't seem like the stereotypical maid she was supposed to be, but a truly lively nine-year-old child.

She then realized that Aisha had been so tense the whole way. When Lilia and Hilda were around, Aisha would respectfully call Rudeus "Master" and herself "Miss Hilfiet," but when those "serious" people were not around, Aisha would show her true self.

Rudyus was taken to Iris's carriage; hopefully, he can "make it through"...

Hilfi thought so.

……

Rudyus's perspective:

……

What a soft yet powerful feeling!

The layers are distinct, and the soft yet thick texture feels like a sponge wrapped around a hydraulic press. Although it's very comfortable, it's also suffocating.

In the end, I gave up resisting and bid farewell to my own consciousness.

When I came to my senses, Alice was riding in the same carriage as me.

At this moment, I was at a loss. It had been two years since I last saw her, and I didn't know how I should face her, even though I had imagined countless times what I would encounter when I met Alice on the way here.

For example, being greeted with "Iron Fist of Boreas" upon first meeting is absolutely expected.

But the "Bereas-style bear hug" that followed was completely unexpected. The force of that hug, which was so suffocating that it made me faint, is something I never want to experience again.

I looked at Alice sitting opposite me. Her thick, long, crimson hair looked very smooth and fell flat over her shoulders. Her full and firm breasts stood naturally on her chest, which were just as voluptuous as Hilda's.

Her face was already flushed with a shy blush.

She looked almost shy to the point of being bashful. I couldn't tell if she was nervous or not, but I could feel her trembling violently, and I could even see it with my own eyes.

I took her hands in mine. Her palms were very rough, completely different from those of Hilfi and Lilith, who were almost the same age as her. It seemed to be the result of years of sword practice.

But she was still shaking, which meant she was really nervous.

From her initial awkward yet polite greetings and stiff apologies to her current nervous demeanor, it seems she has grown a lot in the past two years.

"Hey, Alice."

I spoke first, breaking the delicate atmosphere between us.

“L...Luludius…”

She jumped up from her seat nervously, cornering me, and her trembling hands began to unbutton my shirt, like a wild beast in heat.

Who taught her that?!

"Um... Alice... please sit down..."

"oh oh……"

After responding with two shouts, she stiffly retreated.

"If Alice doesn't know what to do, it's fine to just sit quietly."

"Okay, I get it now."

She seemed a little lost. I could sense her feelings, but she was not good with words and was even quite clumsy.

I took her hands in mine again and looked her straight in the eyes.

"I always felt that Alice had grown a lot in the two years since we separated, but our recent contact made me realize that Alice seems to still be the same Alice."

"Rudius, you don't like him, do you?"

"No, no, no, I like it very much."

I explained immediately.

Alice's hand, which she had just managed to steady, began to tremble again. If it were the old her, would she have already thrown a punch?

"Alice has become gentler."

"Really!?"

Ugh!

pain!

In that instant, I felt like she was going to crush my hand...

"Of course..."

“I thought Rudeus would scold me like my father, uncle, and brother did, but Rudeus didn’t. So you still like me, right?”

"Of course."

She cheered and hugged me, and once again I felt that soft, suffocating sensation—a truly rare and precious experience.

And just like that, I almost fainted from Alice's embrace, but thankfully she heard my voice and stopped in time.

It's somewhat dangerous, but it seems much better than the old method of resorting to fists and kicks. It looks like she'll need some education in the future.

Alice gradually learns to be gentle, and Sylphie is already lovely and charming.

In the near future, I will be able to have two wives.

How wonderful...

This might be what they mean by "after hardship comes happiness."

I looked out the window. Compared to the holy cities of Sharia and Lanoa, the royal capital of Ars seemed much more prosperous, with people coming and going on the streets, and carriages and pedestrians flowing endlessly.