Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"She's Rudeus's fiancée, after all. It's really too much for you to talk like that..."

“Fiancée?” Albert sneered. “The real fiancée is Alice, right? Hilfiet is just a concubine. She’ll only become a mistress of the Boreas family after she marries into the family. Since she’s not married into the family yet, she should behave like a servant.”

Seeing Albert so humiliating his neighbor, Sylphie, who had taught him magic since childhood, Norren not only didn't speak up for Sylphie, but even glared at her.

Sensing the cold gazes of Albert and Norren, Hilfi said nothing, only bowed slightly, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, my arm was grabbed firmly by a hand.

Hilfi looked up in surprise. Alice's spirited appearance was just like Rudy's when they first met ten years ago.

"Hilufiette is my friend! It's so annoying to have to deal with all those rules when eating with friends!"

Alice twisted her wrist and walked toward Albert, but then remembered Rudius's teachings about not hitting people, so she forced a smile and said, "Brother, you won't mind if Hilfiet eats at the same table as us, right?"

Albert glanced at Izuru beside him out of the corner of his eye, but Izuru didn't seem to be interested in helping, so he stood up and said to Noren,

"Forget it, let's go somewhere else..."

"Wait, I didn't let my brother leave."

Albert was forced back into his seat by Alice before he could finish speaking.

"Miss Alice, there's no need for this..."

Hilfi quickly went to Alice's side to offer advice and bowed to Albert.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Albert, I..."

Hilfi didn't continue speaking. She noticed Norn's piercing gaze once again, but she also understood why Norn was so hostile towards her and Rudius.

"If you feel out of place here, just leave."

Noren crossed his arms and complained.

“Little Norren, don’t be like that, it’s so rude. Quickly apologize to Miss Hilfiet,” Izoruti said.

"Why should I apologize to her? Only my scumbag brother would care about her!"

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"I know you're Rudeus's sister, that's why I'm not hitting you, but don't go too far!"

In an instant, Alice smashed the table with her fist. She rubbed her fists together, veins bulging on her forehead, and said fiercely, "Since you always talk so politely, then apologize to Sylphiete in a more courteous way!"

"Elder brother too!"

Chapter 239: Head Hit by Family Feud

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 239] Head Hit by Family Feud

Chapter 239: Head Hit by Family Feud

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After Alice's outburst, Norren and Albert fell silent, after all, who could afford to provoke the raging fury of the former "Red Monkey Princess"?

“Miss Alice…please don’t do this…Lord Albert didn’t need to apologize…”

Hearing Alice say that Albert should also apologize to her, Hilfi couldn't help but feel a sense of dread. If Albert really condescended to apologize to her, then the friction between Albert and her, which was originally just caused by the difference in their status, would turn into an unpredictable conflict.

Izuru, standing to the side, was clever; she couldn't intervene to stop the situation from unfolding, and anything she said would be inappropriate.

After all, she wouldn't bully Sylphie in front of so many people.

"I'm sorry, Lord Albert."

"I'm sorry, Noren."

"I'm sorry, Miss Alice and Miss Izoruti."

Hilfi bowed three times in succession to apologize, and then stood up straight again.

Sylphie spread out her dark green floral dress, clasped her hands tightly in front of her, and said respectfully, "Lord Albert is right. I am of lowly status and do not have the right to dine with you all. It was I who overstepped my bounds. Lord Rudius should be home soon. I will go back now."

After saying that, Hilfi turned and left.

She ran away.

She didn't know how to resolve the situation. Norman and Albert were already prejudiced against her, and although Alice meant well, she had done something wrong. By standing up for her, she was actually exacerbating the conflict.

With Izuru Tei trying to smooth things over, things are fine when nothing's wrong, but she doesn't say a word when it comes to things that require a way out.

This makes things more complicated and might even cause Rudy more trouble.

But there's nothing I can do. I was just born into this situation. I'm powerless and have been bullied since I was a child. I've become accustomed to prejudice and bullying. There's nothing I can do about it.

What else can we do but endure it?

"Hilufiette!"

Silphie had only taken a few steps when she was stopped by a cheerful female voice behind her.

“Miss Alice…”

Hilfi turned around, the autumn wind blowing, lifting the silver strands of hair on her forehead, her fair skin flushed slightly, and her slightly moist eyes held a few tears.

“Hilufiette, let’s go back together.”

Alice's bright, almond-shaped eyes narrowed into slits, and a carefree smile appeared on her rosy cheeks.

She extended her right hand to Hilfi, her dominant hand, which was usually wielding a sword, was as smooth and moist as a scallion.

Hilfi hesitated for a moment, then asked instead, "Um, Miss Alice, Miss Izorte didn't..."

"Never mind her, that Izuru is always biased towards my brother."

After saying that, Alice took Silphie's hand and walked towards the mansion.

……

The manor is bustling with preparations for a birthday banquet in two weeks. The servants are working tirelessly, the flowers and plants in the courtyard are being trimmed, the gate has been repainted vermilion, and even some of the floor tiles have been replaced.

Rudius stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the third floor of the mansion, watching as cartloads of ingredients for the banquet were being brought in through the side door.

"I heard that Lord Sal of the Yerosnek family used to enjoy going to the opera, didn't he, Father-in-law?" Rudius asked.

"Correct."

Philip lay sprawled on the sofa and gently swirled the wine in his glass a few times.

"However, he was imprisoned a few months ago for pleading for His Highness Halfas, and he probably won't be out until he dies of old age."

"Yes, Father-in-law, I've looked into that too, but I think it might be His Majesty's protection of Duke Sal."

Upon hearing Rudius's words, Philip suddenly opened his usually squinted eyes.

"Perhaps..." Philip slowly sipped a mouthful of wine, then asked in a calm tone, "Don't discuss this kind of topic with others outside, lest you cause trouble."

"Yes, Father-in-law, I understand."

Rudius didn't say much, just nodded in agreement.

Philip knew very well why Sal Yerosnek had been imprisoned. While it was possible that the king had imprisoned Sal in a fit of rage, it was more likely that the king wanted to place Sal under his direct control for protection.

My conjecture completely matches Rudius's statement.

He turned to look at the sunset outside the window; the autumn evening glow was like a ball of fire, burning half the sky red.

"However, Lord Sal's youngest son, Katar Yerosnek, is someone we can try to win over."

"Carter Yerosnek?"

Rudius was a little puzzled. He turned to face Philip, who was leaning against the bookshelf by the glass window. "He's not the head of the family yet, is he? I remember he's just a junior finance minister right now."

Philip was still lying on his back on the sofa, his wine glass swirling incessantly in his hand.

"The Yerosnek family will be his sooner or later. Now that the Yerosnek family has experienced changes, almost all the nobles do not want to have anything to do with them. But the friendships made when you are down on your luck are the most profound and will be useful in the future."

"Father-in-law, I'm actually a little confused. Since all the nobles are avoiding the Yerosnek family, why do you still want me to win them over, even though the success rate is indeed very high?" Rudius asked, puzzled.

"If you can't figure it out, just think about it slowly. The birthday party is a good opportunity, and Lord Darius will help you too."

With that, Philip got up and left the room.

Rudius was completely confused, not knowing what Philip was up to, or even if it was some kind of scheme by an important figure.

……

It was late at night, and Rudius tossed and turned in bed, still unable to understand the meaning behind Philip's words.

Although the general idea is to win over the Yerosnek family, known as the "treasury of the kingdom," the head of the Yerosnek family, Lord Sal, is currently imprisoned, and all of his sons except Carter have been dismissed from their posts. Only Carter remains as a low-ranking finance minister, barely clinging to life.

The treasury, which had already been emptied by the king, was not of much value.

Why would Philip do this...?

squeak……

The bedroom door opened and closed, and the girl entered the room with light steps.

"Who?"

"Rudy, it's me..."

Hearing that sweet, delicate voice, Rudeus immediately recognized it and made room for the body he had just warmed up.

"Hilufi, come over here."

"Uh-huh."

The girl snuggled into the covers and nestled in Rudius's arms.

"Rudy, it's time to hand in your homework."

Chapter 240: The Night Before

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without a Transfer Event [Chapter 240] The Eve

Chapter 240: The Night Before

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With the banquet approaching and less than three days until her birthday celebration, Aisha, as usual, knelt by the wall, carefully wiping away the dust from the corner with a rag.

Several maids carrying flowers passed by, glanced at Aisha, and then thought of some topics.

"Hey, I heard that Aisha is Lord Rudeus's younger sister."

"Judging from what the ladies are saying, it seems to be an illegitimate daughter."

“An illegitimate child? How filthy, no wonder she can only be a servant.”

……

Since arriving in the capital, Aisha had often heard such conversations, but she pretended not to hear them and continued doing her own thing.

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It was the sound of leather-soled high heels. Only the young ladies and mistresses of a household were qualified to wear such shoes; even a servant would be considered presumptuous to merely glance at them.

Is she the First Madam?

Or Lady Hilda?

Neither seems to be the case.

Her steps were light, and she didn't seem that old.

Aisha slowed down her movements and listened carefully to the footsteps.

"Hey, what are you doing, slacking off?"

Aisha was startled, and when she came to her senses, she saw Noren standing in front of her with his hands on his hips.

"Sister Norlen..."

Looking at Norren's cold expression, Aisha felt both familiar and unfamiliar.

She had been at the manor for almost a month, and Norren had never spoken a proper word to her. Even when they did speak, Norren treated her like a servant. In just two years, their relationship had changed from sisters to mistress and servant.

Noren's expression suddenly darkened, clearly because she had heard the word "Sister Noren".

"I'm sorry, Miss Norren, I was rude."