Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Some people live under the same roof as you, eat at the same table, and travel together.

You cherish the warmth of living and eating together, but he wants to kick you out of the house and smash your rice bowl.

Some people may share your ancestry, clan, and ancestors, yet they may be more eager to kill you than people of other races or ethnicities.

Rudius and Albert haven't reached that point yet; they're probably just one door away.

But he clearly sensed that the door was about to open.

What followed was a farewell between loved ones, a mixture of blood and tears.

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"Hilufiette, are you feeling unwell?"

Hilda sat on the sofa and said to Silphie, who was reading a book beside her, "You are a healing mage, so don't be reluctant to use your magic on yourself."

"Yeah, your face is as red as an apple."

James's wife chimed in, "Looks like Rudius really got his hands on you last night."

"Ah... ah no... thank you for your concern, ladies, but I'd like to go back to my room and rest."

Sylphie was a little embarrassed by what she was told, and after receiving the instruction, she bowed respectfully and left.

She returned to her room and touched her face with both hands. It did feel a little hot, but she didn't feel any discomfort.

"When is Rudy coming back... He just left not long ago..."

Looking out the window at the snow melting little by little on the trees, Hilfi didn't know what to do, so she opened the Book of Milis that she had been reading.

“Saint Milis grants everyone the power to love, and when lovers establish a covenant of equality between them, they will receive the divine blessing of Saint Milis.”

Upon reading this sentence, Hilfi couldn't help but recall her experiences over the past two years.

"If it were Miss Lilith back then, what would Rudy and I be like?"

Will I receive Saint Milis's blessing...?

Sylphie raised a question in her mind, but she had to consider the fact that even without Lilith, there was still an Alice between her and Rudeus.

"Saint Miris will bring divine punishment upon those who are promiscuous; each person may only have one spouse..."

"I've already decided to be a concubine, yet I'm still thinking about whether I'm the only one or not. When did I become so childish?"

Upon seeing this, Hilfi shook her head violently, stopping her wild thoughts, and rubbed her flushed cheeks against her knees.

It's still morning, but I feel drowsy.

Even though it was still daytime, I was unusually thinking about things I wouldn't even dream about at night.

"Hmm...when is Rudy coming back..."

"Dong dong."

"Please come in."

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, and Aisha walked in, carrying a bowl in her hand, steam rising from the rim.

"Miss Hilda, Lady Hilda has instructed that a bowl of pig's blood porridge be prepared for you, and that you drink it while it's hot."

Aisha carefully placed the bowl on the table next to Hilfi and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, Aishia. Please thank Mrs. Hilda for my concern later."

“Yes, Miss Hilfiet.”

"By the way, Aisha, please continue to call me 'older sister' from now on, just like before."

"That's what Hilfi said."

Aisha didn't show any extra emotion, and her expression didn't fluctuate at all. She simply left the room slowly.

Hilfi picked up the bowl, gently blowing away the steam from the rim with her pink lips, and then stirred it gently with a spoon. Small pieces of pig's heart were inside, along with various high-end tonics, some of which she had only ever seen in books.

She scooped up a small mouthful of glistening pig's blood with a spoon, and with her pearly white teeth, she gently bit off a tiny bit. The pig's blood, which melted in her mouth, trembled and finally turned into a warm current that spread throughout her body.

She threw down the Book of Miles, thinking she would never open it again.

Chapter 253: Sinking Deeper into the Sea

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 253] Sinking Deep into the Sea

Chapter 253: Sinking Deeper into the Sea

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Gravel strode into the royal chamber, his face grave and his steps carrying a chilling aura.

The servants made way for him, and only when Gravel's figure was out of sight did they dare to continue.

Almost everyone in the Silver Palace believed that Gravel would be the future king of Asura, and that his succession to the throne was virtually a foregone conclusion.

"Your Majesty, there has been new progress in the case of the Imperial Guard rebellion investigated by the Minister of the Interior, Bart Zeferos Greirat."

Gravel bowed and said, "Regarding the employer of the North Diobel, it can now be basically confirmed that it is Rob Notos Greirat."

“Gravel”.

The king put down his quill and slowly lay back on his pillow, his tone not indicating any intention to respond to Gravel's words, "How many years have you been in charge of the kingdom's justice?"

“Father, it has been ten years since I was fifteen.”

Gravel deliberately changed the way he addressed the king.

One reason is that he has never made a mistake in the ten years he has been in charge of the judiciary, something no other minister in Asura has ever done. This is why Gravel has such confidence when talking about his job responsibilities.

On the other hand, the title "Father" is more approachable than "Your Majesty," constantly reminding the king that before being his subject, he was his son.

"Um……"

The king nodded, seemingly satisfied. "I'll give you a different position."

"!"

Hearing the king say this, Gravel felt a little guilty. He held his breath, afraid that he would be implicated because of Darius's contact with the Yerosnek family.

He also had a sense of confidence because his only son had died protecting the king, so even if he was implicated, the "human connection" between them would have some influence.

"How is the regent?"

The king said calmly.

"Supervising the country... minister..."

Gravel opened his mouth in surprise, but his heart was as calm as a mirror.

This was the expected outcome for him.

At the same time, by obtaining the position of regent, he essentially secured his position as the future king.

"Don't be surprised, this is what you deserve. I will announce this appointment at the morning court tomorrow."

The king picked up his pen again, a look of sadness on his face. "However, I have one request."

"Father, please speak."

Previously, Gravel would have declined the offer to show that he had no ambition for the throne and no intention of usurping the throne.

Now, the king's focus was not on the regent, but on what followed.

"What you said when you first came in—that the North Emperor Obel's employer is the Notos family—I have no doubt that you can trace it back to your sister Ariel. However, I do not want you to involve Ariel in this."

Gravel paused for a moment, then said, "Your subject obeys."

"Hehe, don't be so serious."

The king smiled bitterly, “You are my eldest son. Not to mention the past, just in the past year alone, I have lost one prince and one grandson.”

"I don't think I've done anything heinous, so why should I suffer the destruction of my family?"

The king nodded, and Gravel quickly understood, sitting down on the bed. The king gently took his hand and said earnestly.

"I also had the experience of being a prince. The pain of climbing to the throne by stepping over the corpses of my brothers and sisters accompanied me for more than 20 years. Now that I am old, I understand how luxurious it is to have a family reunion."

"Your subject understands your meaning, Father, and will certainly follow your teachings."

Gravel said.

……

After emerging from the royal chamber, Gravel let out a long sigh of relief.

"Now there's only one thing left to worry about."

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The next morning at court, Gravel was appointed regent, a position reserved for royalty, above Darius the Chancellor.

His first act upon taking office was to purge the old party in Halfas.

"I, the prince, will continue to purge the traitor Halfas's followers, no matter if they hide in rat holes or burrow into the deep mountains, as long as I, the prince, have a breath left, I will show them no mercy!"

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Half a month later, a letter requesting Rob Notos Grellat to go to the royal capital "Upper Luo" was delivered to Grep, the central city of Notos' territory and a wine city.

"You can't go, Lord Rob!"

The old steward knelt down and hugged Rob's leg, shouting, "This is clearly a trap set by Prince Ariel! Our late Lord Pilemon followed Princess Ariel, and now that Prince Gravel has just become regent, he has invited you to the capital, Luoyang. What is this if not a trap!"

"It can't be that exaggerated, can it?"

Rob picked up the hot tea beside him, took a sip, and said, "However, you are right. Uncle Paul is backed by Prince Gravel. If I go, I might die in the capital like my father. I really can't go."

"Obert, what do you think?"

Rob said to Aubert, who was sitting on the sofa next to him.

"From what you're saying, you're planning to go to the capital."

Aubel tossed his straight hair and said, "I am merely a swordsman hired by you, and I should not speak out. However, the capital is fraught with danger, and there are many experts such as Sword King Kyrenu, Water King Izuruti, and Water Goddess Leda. I am not entirely confident that I can protect you."

"Even you aren't entirely confident? Then it seems I can't go to the capital."

Robert looked out the window with a somewhat bewildered expression. The bare tree trunks were easily snapped and smashed to the ground by the strong winds brought by the rushing current, causing the surrounding birds to scatter and fly away.

"The four great families of Grerat control four territories that protect the royal domain, so the military strength of these territories is extremely important. In the past, the gentlemen of the royal family relied on the knights of the four great families to enjoy their peaceful lives."

He looked at the butler beside him, and the words that Piermont had often taught him came to mind.

"Summon all knightly orders within the territory to Grip for a training session. It's time to draw our swords. And a reminder to those guys in the capital: don't let them see all the knights of the Notos territory!"

"Yes, young master."

The butler guessed Rob's intentions: young master Rob planned to teach Gravel a lesson.

Throughout history, kings have shown utmost respect to the four great families, but Gravel, having just assumed the position of regent, wanted the Notos family to submit to his will, which was clearly too much of a bully.

Therefore, the butler wholeheartedly supported Rob's decision, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"If our former lord, Lord Plemon, had half the backbone of our young lord, Robert, the Notos family wouldn't be in such a sorry state now."

Chapter 254: It Was Only Discovered After Three Months

Even without a job or a transfer, one must live earnestly [Chapter 254] It took three months to discover

Chapter 254: It Was Only Discovered After Three Months

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"News has come from the Milpotts territory that Rob Notos Greirat is organizing a training exercise for the Knights. What do you think?"

Gravel casually crossed his left leg over his right and said to James and Darius sitting opposite him.

"The Milpotts territory has about 100,000 knights that can be mobilized. If they are put together, they can take the capital in twenty days."

James said, "Robert Nottos Greirat is a more hardline young man than his father Pilemon, but he lacks thought, so the possibility of him rebelling on a whim cannot be ruled out."

"Hmph, what is Lord James's intention in constantly exaggerating the threat posed by the Notos family?"

Darius twisted his fat belly and sneered, "I don't think Rob would do something as foolish as starting a rebellion. The Milpotz territory alone has no strength to contend with the royal family and the three families of Boreas, Zeferos, and Aiuros."

“I think Robert is just bluffing. Pylemon is dead, the Notos family is divided into three, and His Highness has summoned him to the capital, Khotan. He definitely won’t dare to come, and besides…”

"Alright, Lord Darius, you don't need to say anything more."

Gravel waved his hand, showing no intention of listening any further, and Darius could only nod awkwardly, waiting for Gravel to speak.