Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Are there girls like that in the red-light district?"

"There is indeed one in the flower market, also a long-eared tribe, but there are too many people ordering food, and the slots are booked up to halfway through, and the prices are not ordinary."

The "young teacher" paused for a moment before speaking.

"It doesn't matter if her schedule is full. The more people order, the more convincing her words will be. It doesn't matter if it's expensive. Money is not an issue."

Rudius got up and walked to the side of the bookshelf, opened a small compartment that looked like a hidden door, took out two heavy little bags, and handed them to the "young teacher". "Give one bag to the shop owner and the other bag to the girl. Tell her that the grandson of the Pope of the Holy Kingdom of Milis wants to buy that one night of passion. You can arrange the wording and get it done within half a month."

"Yes, Lord Rudius."

The "young teacher" took the bag and shook it twice, roughly figuring out the amount of gold coins inside. There were two bags, one large and one small. The large bag contained about fifty Asura gold coins, and the small one contained no less than twenty.

The "young teacher" stuffed the bag into his pocket and went into the toilet during class. A moment later, a short "orc student" went in, and when he came out, he had transformed into two male servants wearing Miris robes.

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As evening approached, the two "male servants" rented a carriage and entered the red-light district. They stopped in front of a brothel, looked around to make sure it was safe, and then went inside.

Where is your boss?

The taller "servant" asked the waiter at the front desk a question and handed him a silver coin.

The waiter was very sensible; he took the coins and ran to the back of the house. When he came back, he led the two of them to a private room on the second floor, where the restaurant owner was also present.

The boss was somewhat hunched over, dressed rather plainly, with dark skin, deep wrinkles on his face, and dry, chapped skin that looked like snakeskin. He wore sunglasses, so you couldn't see his eyes.

Despite his unremarkable appearance and thin build, the two "servants" immediately recognized that their boss must have been a womanizer in his youth and a true businessman.

"Have you two gentlemen taken a fancy to that girl?"

The boss was also sizing up the two men in front of him. The taller male servant seemed to be good at dealing with people, and his eyes darted around like rolling balls. He was obviously a smart man and was probably a personal servant of some nobleman. The shorter one, on the other hand, didn't say a word the whole time, his breathing was calm, and he didn't reveal the slightest emotion. He was probably a bodyguard or a thug.

As he poured tea for the two people in front of him, he asked, "The girls here aren't cheap, are they?"

“Our master doesn’t buy maids, he only buys them for one night.”

The tall male servant spoke efficiently, taking out a large bag from his arms and placing it on the table, pushing it toward his boss. "Our master is of very high status. Such a large tree is bound to attract some wind, so we need your help to shield it."

"Oh? You want that girl? Would you like her delivered to your residence?"

The owner smiled and took the bag, tossed it a couple of times in his hand, and then placed it on the tray held by the waiter.

"That's the one, the one that's in high demand right now. But it's not convenient to have it delivered to your residence. Our master will come in person in a couple of days."

The tall male servant said, "Master, can you handle such a small matter?"

"Of course."

The boss grinned and said, "Time is like water in a sponge; you can always squeeze some out. If there's anything else you need help with, just let me know, and I'll make sure that gentleman is satisfied."

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you, boss."

After saying this, the two "servants" left one after the other.

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"Pah, how stingy, only fifty gold coins."

Watching the two walk away, the boss spat.

"Boss, most customers give less than ten silver coins. Even our most expensive customer only gets seven gold coins a night. Why are you still complaining that fifty is not enough?"

The waiter standing nearby asked, puzzled.

"Can't you tell who those two are?"

The boss pulled the waiter aside and whispered, "Those are servants of the grandson of the Pope of the Holy Kingdom of Milis. Look at their clothes, each one costs more than a dozen Asura gold coins. And look at what they're saying, something about how a big tree catches the wind... Never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

"Well, boss, I'll go get busy now."

Seeing that the boss was getting impatient, the waiter walked out.

"Go and fetch Alina Lige."

As the waiter was leaving, the owner didn't forget to add a word of advice, "Think about some things yourself, and be careful what you say, you know?"

"Yes, boss!"

Chapter 294: Taking the Bait and Reeling In

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without a Transfer Event [Chapter 294] Taking the Bait and Reeling in the Line

Chapter 294: Taking the Bait and Reeling In

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Three days later, the two "servants" went to the brothel again, and this time they met the long-eared woman directly through the owner.

In a pink-tinged bedroom, a beautiful long-eared woman lay on the bed. Her bright blonde hair was styled in a spiral bun resembling a baguette, and she had long, pointed ears. Her slender eyes were as pure as willow leaves and as alluring as a fox's tail. Coupled with her slender, long legs with slight muscle definition and a flat chest, she was undoubtedly a long-eared woman.

Her name is Alina Lige, and she became the top courtesan on the entire red-light district just a few days after arriving in the capital.

"So, you high-ranking officials who believe in the religion of Milis also have this kind of taste."

Alina Lige opened her mouth slightly, her teasing tone carrying a hint of disdain that excited the competitive man, yet also a touch of allure that made the honest and simple man's mind wander.

Then, she slowly took off the black stockings on her thighs, revealing the fair skin of her already long and slender legs, which made the short "male servant" rub his hands together and drool.

"Cough cough."

The tall "manservant" coughed twice, took out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the blood from his nose, and punched the short "manservant" on the head to bring him to his senses.

"Miss Alina Lige, please do not spread the word about my master wanting to buy you for a night of pleasure tomorrow night. Please use excuses such as feeling unwell to avoid other guests."

After speaking, the tall "male servant" took out a small bag from his pocket containing ten Asura gold coins. He opened it and showed it to Alina Lige, then stuffed the money into her hand. "This is just a deposit. If you serve my master well, there will be more."

"The people of Milis are really generous."

Alina Lige lightly touched her eyebrows and smiled charmingly, "Can your master's business be contracted out on a monthly basis?"

"It depends on whether my owner likes it or not."

After saying that, the two "male servants" left the room.

Alina Lige shook out the money from her pocket and placed it one by one on her snow-white thighs. There were exactly ten coins. Her listed price for the night was only seven gold coins, and after being deducted by the boss at each level, she only received two gold coins. And this was just a tip from the other party.

She lifted a gold coin, and a slight stinging sensation came from her thigh. A small, light pink circle had been drawn out of the skin beneath the coin.

While she was in Milis, she had also entertained some dignitaries who came out for illicit affairs. Although the gifts were not as much, they were still quite proper.

"But there's a strange feeling about this one. Could it be because it's the Pope's grandson?"

Alina Lige put the gold coins into a small pocket by her bedside, and started to do her own little calculations: "But it's a good opportunity to squeeze him for a lot of money, so I won't have to worry about money for the next few decades."

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During class, Rudius took a look at the students and, sure enough, there was a short boy in the last row wearing a magnificent Milis robe, with two male servants of different heights beside him. It was clear that Clive Morimore, who always skipped class and left early, was this guy.

After class, Rudius walked up to Cliff, but his two servants immediately blocked his way.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have to kneel down before our Prince Cliff, you know?"

The tall male servant was the first to speak, saying arrogantly.

This action startled the students nearby, who quickly retreated to a distance, fearing they would be implicated.

Since being rescued in Grep City and brought back to the capital, Rudeus had hardly attended any classes at the Royal Academy. The "Mirisians," who were used to skipping classes, were naturally unaware of Professor Rudeus's formidable reputation.

"Ahem, I originally thought this lesson was to be taught by Ms. Hilfiet. Since she's not here, let's go."

Cliff glanced at Rudeus and noticed the Boreas family crest on Rudeus's chest. He then thought of his teacher, Hilfiet, who also shared the Boreas surname, and decided not to get into a conflict with Rudeus.

"Cliff, you mean Hilfiet? She's my unmarried concubine, currently at home pregnant. If you enjoy her lectures, we can keep in touch."

Rudius said politely.

"Tsk..."

"no need."

Cliff rolled his eyes at Rudius, then got up to leave. "We Milis believers don't break up other people's happiness, nor do we have fickle hearts towards women. I hope you can give her happiness."

"In that case, how about we become friends and have dinner together tonight?"

"Humph."

Cliff flicked his hand and left the classroom with his male servants.

"This guy is so arrogant! Don't the people of Milis respect their teachers?!"

The students standing nearby felt sorry for Rudius.

A little while later, Cliff's short valet came running back, and went up to Rudius to say, "His Highness the Crown Prince asked me to come and meet with you. He has agreed to your proposal, and you can arrange the location."

"Then please thank this imperial grandson for me."

Rudius smiled and said, "I will certainly satisfy His Highness the Crown Prince."

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That evening, Cliff was taken to a tavern in the red-light district. Rudius had already made arrangements with the tavern's demon girl owner, Loki. Pope Milis was also on the side of being close to demons, so when Cliff saw the petite demon proprietress, he didn't feel any aversion to her; on the contrary, he thought she was very cute.

"Rudy, everything is arranged, a private room on the second floor."

Luo Qixi personally greeted them. Upon hearing that Rudi was hosting a banquet, Luo Qixi planned to use the restaurant's budget to elevate the meal to an aristocratic standard. However, Rudius refused, which puzzled Luo Qixi. Rudius explained, "Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication."

Even so, Rudeus still spent a fortune to bring out the retired royal chef from the Silver Palace for this meal. In fact, it was no less expensive than the upgrade that Luo Qixi had mentioned before. However, Rudeus explained it by saying, "Spend money where it counts."

After the food was served, as usual, Cliff's two "manservants" placed Cliff's personal cutlery in front of him.

"As expected of Mr. Rudeus, although this restaurant looks ordinary, the cooking is comparable to that in the royal palace."

Cliff sipped the cheese-baked lobster and praised it.

"The chef of this tavern used to be the royal chef of the Silver Palace, so the quality of the food goes without saying."

Rudius said.

“I see. Mr. Rudius, you are very thoughtful.”

During the meal and conversation, Cliff saw that the time was right and said, "Mr. Rudius, actually, I really want to be friends with you, but before that, I want to clear up the misunderstanding with the Boreas family. I hope you can act as a bridge and help me out."

"Please speak."

Rudius listened quietly.

"Actually, I approached Darius, hoping he could help advise on the implementation of the deployment of the training knights in the Kingdom of Asra. He agreed on the surface, but nothing came of it. Now, there's a lot of talk in the court about me colluding with Darius and even being involved in the murder of Mr. Albert. But in reality, those are all baseless rumors, though they have had a very bad impact."

The more Cliff explained, the hotter his body felt, and the more agitated he became.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Rudius said, "That's wonderful. I promised Lord Cliff that I would help. Please come to my residence now, Lord Cliff."

"it is good!"

Cliff readily agreed.

A moment later, Alina Lige received the message that the master had finally arrived.

Chapter 295: The Opportunity to Choose

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 295] The Opportunity to Choose

Chapter 295: The Opportunity to Choose

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"Eh? Mr. Rudius, how come... we're not even at your residence yet?"

At the dinner table, seeing that his prior arrangements had taken effect, Rudius took the opportunity to pour Cliff a few more drinks. Now Cliff's face was as red as a big tomato. He was helped by two "male servants" into the private room of the brothel. The door of the private room was inscribed with the words "The Top Courtesan, Elina Lige".

“Mr. Rudeus? Where is Rudeus? Rudeus, Lulululu... Hehe, hello there, Miss Silphiet, hehe.”

When Cliff stepped into the room, Rudius and the two "male servants" had disappeared, but Cliff was immediately drawn to the alluring long-eared woman on the bed in front of him.

The long-eared woman gave him a flirtatious wink, and though she didn't say anything, it was as if she were hooking Cliff's chin with her fingertips and saying, "Come and enjoy me to your heart's content, sir."

"Hehe, Miss Hilfiet, hurry and enter the embrace of Cliff Morimore, the grandson of Pope Milis of the Holy Kingdom of Milis and a magical genius!"

Cliff immediately shuddered, quickly stripped off his clothes, rushed to the bed, grabbed the long-eared woman's slender waist, and frantically demanded her scent and body temperature with his lips and tongue.

"Hmm... don't rush, sir, let's take it slow..."

"But I can't wait... Your hair looks like a croissant, it's so funny."

"Sir, you can't just keep playing with hair, let's do something fun... Ahhh..."

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