Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

He leaned closer, wanting to hear more clearly.

"Having kittens...meow."

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Chapter 232: Fiancée and Fiancée (Part 4)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without a Transfer Event [Chapter 232] Fiancée and Fiancée (Part 4)

Chapter 232: Fiancée and Fiancée (Part 4)

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At breakfast time, James and his wife sat at the head of the square table, while Philip, Hilda, and Albert also sat in their usual places.

Mrs. James rose and gestured for Rudius and Alice to sit next to Albert.

"Alice, you and Rudius sit on Albert's side."

"Good lady."

Rudius nodded respectfully and then sat down. He looked around and saw that Hilfi, Aisha, and Norren were not at the table.

Although it is well known that the main family of the Boreas has a rule that people of different surnames are not allowed to sit at the family banquet, is it a bit of an exaggeration to make such a big deal out of something as simple as having breakfast?

However, since he was living under the roof of the Boreas family, and moreover, asking rashly would make him seem ignorant of etiquette, Rudius did not voice his doubts even though he had them.

After the servants brought all the food to the table, James clapped his hands lightly, and the women in the dining room closed the doors and windows and left the room.

The autumn morning light streamed through the glass window and fell on James's deeply lined face, drawing everyone's attention to him.

"From this day forward, Rudius Boreas Grerath, as the current head of the Boreas family, I grant you the right to participate in the future decision-making of the Boreas family as a member of the main Boreas household," James said.

Then, James changed the subject, turning his gaze to Alice, "At the same time, Alice Boreas Greirat, I will also grant you the right to know Boreas's future decisions."

"Thank you, Lord James, I..."

Rudius was about to get up to thank him when Albert pulled him back down.

James couldn't help but laugh at Rudius's reserved demeanor.

"Rudeus, who just had a heart-to-heart talk with us about his romantic past yesterday, is so reserved today. Is Rudeus only capable of being a womanizer when drunk?"

Is this a death trap question right from the start?

Rudius cursed inwardly. He knew very well that it was useless to play tricks at this point, and he knew what kind of situation he was in.

James's words constantly revealed his distrust of himself, a problem that couldn't be solved with just a few words.

Rudius could only scratch his head awkwardly and say with a forced smile, "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Uncle. Actually, I'm quite timid. Don't take what you said while you were drunk too seriously."

“What did Rudius say last night?” Alice asked.

"It's nothing, I just said something like, compared to Alice, other women's figures are like sticks," Albert joked.

As Alice listened to Albert's nonchalant description, her face quickly flushed.

"Other...women?"

"Um, um, Alice, let me explain..."

Before Rudeus could finish speaking, Alice punched him and took his consciousness away.

……

After breakfast, Alice happened to see a figure in the corridor.

Approaching closer, one sees the back of a slender, long-eared girl. Her long, silvery-white hair cascades down her back like a waterfall to her waist, complementing her dark green long dress. It's as if a rare coolness and clarity from summer is coming with the gentle autumn breeze.

"Sylphie...Yet?"

Alice tentatively called out her name, relying on the few memories she had left of this person.

If they hadn't met again yesterday, Alice might have forgotten that brief encounter five years ago.

"Ah, Miss Alice."

Hilfi turned around, and after a brief moment of surprise, she adjusted her expression to her usual smiling face.

"I just heard that Miss Alice knocked Rudy unconscious again, and I was just about to go see him."

A hint of resentment flickered in his wine-red eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

"Well then, Miss Alice, I must take my leave now."

Hilfi respectfully and slowly stepped back, then slowly turned around.

"Wait...wait a minute, Sylphiete!"

"Is there anything I can help you with, Miss Alice?"

Alice leaned forward, while Silphie slowly retreated.

Finally, Silphi leaned against the wall, with no way out.

"Um... Miss Alice?"

"You dodged my punch yesterday, didn't you!"

"Huh?"

That's a strange topic.

Alice was particularly concerned that Sylphie had dodged her punches twice, something that Rudeus, at the intermediate level of the Sword God style, could never have done.

“You’re more than just a magician, aren’t you, Hilfiet? Even the Water God King-level Izuru sometimes can’t dodge my punches, but you dodged twice. That means you’re at least a Saint-level swordsman, right?”

"Saint-level...Swordsman?"

Hearing this, Hilfi looked puzzled, her deep red, bright eyes blinking rapidly.

"That's right, you're a magician and a swordsman, aren't you!"

Alice was very confident in her judgment, so she proudly straightened her back, put her hands on her hips, and said, "You really are a swordsman, aren't you? After all, only swordsmen..."

"Pfft..."

Hilfi covered her mouth, unable to suppress a laugh, and said, "Miss Alice is really joking. It's just a coincidence. I've never learned swordsmanship before."

boom!

Suddenly, without warning, a punch was thrown at Hilfi.

But the punch didn't hit Sylphie; instead, it embedded itself in the wall.

It was dodged.

“This time it’s not a coincidence, is it?” Alice said.

As she spoke, she noticed Silphie's gaze, a coldness she had never experienced before.

Hilfi averted her cold gaze and immediately slumped to the ground.

"Waaah... Waaah... Does Miss Alice... have some kind of opinion about me...? Why... are you treating me like this..." Sylphie sobbed.

"No, no, it's not..."

Alice wanted to explain, but she couldn't find the words. She didn't know what to say. She had made Sylphiete cry, and comforting a girl she had made cry was a time-consuming and exhausting task.

Moreover, she couldn't understand what this "crying" represented.

……

At this moment, a group of servants dressed in black and white suits entered the mansion, and even James himself came downstairs to greet them.

The lead servant straightened his back and spoke loudly.

"His Majesty has issued an urgent decree! Summon Rudius Boreas Greirat to an audience!"

Chapter 233: Meeting the Emperor (Part 1)

Even without a transfer event, I will live earnestly in this Mushoku Tensei fanfic [Chapter 233] Meeting the Emperor (Part 1)

Chapter 233: Meeting the Emperor (Part 1)

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"Lord Rudius?"

"Wake up, Lord Rudeus!"

I opened my eyes and found myself in a carriage again, with a maid beside me, the standard kind. Judging from the lion emblem on her chest, she was someone from the Boreas manor.

hiss……

My head hurts so much...

Before this, I vaguely remembered the source of the pain...

I was having breakfast when I was paying James, and Albert, that overly friendly guy, said something that angered Alice, which then delivered a powerful punch from Boreas.

Alice hasn't changed. Apart from growing up, although she has learned some manners, she still seems to be just as rude as ever.

"Where am I going?" I asked.

"His Majesty is summoning you to the Silver Palace."

She just said... Your Majesty?

Is the king here to see me?

The maid squinted, and had a hint of Philip's features.

"Just me?"

"Lord James and Lord Philip will accompany you."

"Oh, I understand."

There were three more carriages ahead of mine. Looking back, I could see the city gates we had already entered and towering white walls. The road the carriage was traveling on was lined with walls similar to those I had seen at La Noah Magic University, built with anti-magic bricks. However, the bricks shimmered like crystals in the sunlight and looked much more refined than those at La Noah Magic University.

Previously, my understanding of the Silver Palace was limited to books and Lilith's descriptions. I remember Lilith saying that she spent a long part of her childhood in the Silver Palace.

But now, I'm here, and she can't come back.

……

Upon arriving at the main hall, Philip explained the etiquette for meeting the King. Since it was my first time meeting the King, I would go through many procedures, such as a body search and a routine search involving a binding scroll. If I was a dangerous person, I might even be castrated. It was quite frightening.

"After all, serving a king is like walking on thin ice. You have to think carefully about what you should and shouldn't say in front of His Majesty. But don't try to be clever. What you're thinking can be seen from your face. So don't try to lie. His Majesty is kind and won't make things difficult for you if you don't say the wrong thing."

"Uh-huh."

I nodded quietly and listened to Philip continue.

James then came over, grabbed my arm, and said, "A carriage will come to take you to see His Highness Gravel in a little while. After you leave His Majesty's place, don't wander around."

"Yes, I understand."

After James and Philip finished giving me their instructions, they left through another palace gate in their carriage.

Then a palace maid led me to the royal chamber.

……

But after that, I still went through a more rigorous examination than a high school physical exam. Everything on my body that I suspected of hiding a weapon, such as my mouth and anus, was examined. It was torture.

In contrast, the inspection in the Kingdom of Lanoa was more humane; they simply stripped the person naked and then bound them with a binding scroll.

……

"Come in, what are you standing there for? I'm not some evil spirit."

"Your subject Rudius Boreas Grerath pays his respects to Your Majesty."

Since it was my first time meeting His Majesty, I knelt on one knee to pay my respects, following the etiquette Philip had taught me, and then swore allegiance.

The king was an old man who looked frail and sickly, with a head full of sparse, grayish-white hair. He sat on the bed with a mountain of memorials piled up in front of him.

He didn't even look at me; he merely glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.

"I have very little time, so let's skip the pointless formalities. Find yourself a chair and sit down."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

There was no further conversation; they went straight to the point after I sat down.