Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Both were subjects who embezzled taxes and had affairs with male servants. As the king, Ariel could laugh it off and let it go with a single sentence, but she would later clearly write down their fates.

"If His Majesty is unjust, then don't blame my brother for being unrighteous."

Rudius lowered the carriage curtain, removed the ring from her ring finger, and her brown hair instantly turned reddish-brown. Her smooth, long hair cascaded over her delicate shoulders and neck, her full breasts straining against her tightly fitted shirt, and a cold expression appeared on her exquisite and lovely face. She exhaled, revealing a white canine tooth.

"Just as my brother thought, but things are different now than they were ten years ago. From now on, there will only be one cloud in the sky above Asura, and that will be Boreas."

[The Death of Luke] You Are My Princess (Part 1)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without the Transfer Event [Re-upload] You Are My Princess (Part 1)

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The fiery clouds painted the sunset sky, and occasionally, flocks of geese could be seen flying in V-formation amidst the blazing clouds.

With the help of his servants, Rudius stepped off the carriage onto the benches that had been prepared for him to get off. He patted his somewhat stiff cheeks, and the ring on his ring finger was still a little uncomfortable.

"Watch closely, this is how fire magic is used!"

Wow! Brother is amazing!

"What's so great about that? I can do that too!"

Ars was wearing a blue magician's robe, which Luo Qixi had bought for him some time ago. He was holding a magic wand with a golden handle. Lucy and Chris were dressed in their usual clothes, both with identical single ponytails, identical pink butterfly hair clips and crystal orchid hair ornaments, and identical blue velvet dresses with identical gold pearl decorations on the hem and corners. If it weren't for Lucy's long-eared bloodline, the two little girls would look like sisters.

Although in a sense, they are sisters.

The three ten-year-old children were practicing magic in front of the manor house, while Paul stood aside on a chair watching his three grandchildren.

He wore a green embroidered stand-up collar short jacket and white silk woven tapered trousers for easy movement. His eyes were constantly watching the three children's movements. Deep wrinkles had appeared around his eyes. The old father, who had once struggled to choose between his son and daughter, now seemed to be enjoying a rare moment of family bliss.

"Master, I'll go and call the young master and young lady."

"No need, let them play."

Alphonse met Rudius at the door, helped him with his hat, and walked into the main house.

"father!"

However, after only a few steps, three children crowded around him.

"Um...you go first..."

Chris, with her slightly chubby face, gave Ars a wink and nudged his shoulder.

"this...."

Ars's face immediately turned as red as boiling water, and he mumbled incoherently with his head down.

"Dad, next month is Mom's birthday. We're planning to give her a gift. You should prepare one too."

Before Ars could speak, Lucy, who was standing to the side, twitched her two slender ears and blurted out what she had to say.

Alphonse stood aside, secretly marveling at how the children of the two principal wives spoke hesitantly and passed the buck to each other, while Lucy, the child of the concubine, was very brave, even though Rudeus, as the head of the family, did not treat the three wives separately as wives and concubines.

Distinguishing between wives and concubines in the Boreas household is also punishable. Usually, the three wives are distinguished by the titles of Red Lady, White Lady, and Blue Lady. However, even with this distinction, the mother's perspective may still play a significant role. For example, Loki, who often emphasizes "I am a concubine," gave birth to two daughters who are relatively introverted. However, they are also the best students and often play with their second brother, Sieg.

Rudius touched the ring on his ring finger, squatted down, looked into Lucy's eyes which were like rubies, and said gently, "Daddy remembers. How could Daddy forget something so important?"

After saying this, Rudius got up again, patted the heads of the three children, nodded to Paul sitting in a chair in the distance, and went back into the main house.

"You've worked hard, sir."

As Lilia helped Rudeus take off his coat and boots and put on his home jacket and shoes, she told him about the current situation at home. For example, Madam Senis and Madam Hilda were teaching Madam Alice how to knit in their room, while Madam Sylphiet and Madam Loki were tutoring Lala, Lily, and Sieg.

The coats these days felt different to Lilia; they even had a slight milky scent. Although she knew Rudeus often met with His Majesty, his coats usually had a medicinal smell after seeing His Majesty, unlike now. But she didn't say anything and continued to serve Rudeus as he entered the study.

Everyone has their own things to do, and this big family is well-organized.

Rudius glanced at the setting sun streaming through the western window and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. Whether it was his six children at home or himself, one person was still far away in Milris. However, Norren had recently written, saying that her grandmother had introduced her to several young men from prestigious families, all of whom she had rejected, causing her grandmother to faint from anger. But at her aunt's urging, Norren had tried dating a few of these young men twice, but both attempts had ended in failure.

"Dong dong dong."

"Enter."

Hilfi pushed open the door. She was wearing a white dress with a green openwork batwing sweater over it. Her long, smooth white hair cascaded over her shoulders, highlighting her flawless skin. Her wine-red eyes reflected the golden sunset, giving her both the youthful charm of a young girl and the elegance of a mature woman.

"Rudy? Aren't we sleeping together tonight? You've been sleeping in the study for days now."

She sat sideways on Rudeus's desk, her nose twitching slightly. With a gentle flick of her slender fingers, she knocked the quill pen from Rudeus's hand and wrote on the paper: "Aisha? Where did Rude go?"

"Ah... let's sleep together... let's sleep together..."

Rudeus paused for a moment, thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper, "I didn't expect Sister Hilfi to have smelled it. I can't say where my brother went, but since Sister Hilfi has already taken the lead, we still need Sister Hilfi's cooperation tonight."

"Ok?"

Upon seeing that line of text, Hilfi blushed, and her ears drooped instantly.

Night fell quickly. In Silphie's room, Rudeus lay on the left side of the bed, and Silphie lay on the right. The two of them covered their heads with cups. Rudeus put his mouth close to Silphie's ear and whispered, "The house will be monitored, but the family members are safe. But after all, my brother hasn't been back for several days. I hope you can call out louder, Silphie. But don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Ah...ah...ah...ahh ...

That night, apart from Hilfi, no one in the manor slept well.

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Ten days later, in Luoya City

Unlike the warm capital city at the same time, where only fallen leaves covered the ground, autumn was already halfway through, and light snow began to fall in Roya. Outside the city, the soldiers huddled together in groups of three or five, with their swords propped up on the ground, soup pots hanging in the middle, and fires burning on the ground.

"Everyone in the surrounding villages is dead, and now letters can't be sent out, so the news can't reach the capital. Fortunately, you've come."

Chantelle handed Aisha a ceramic bowl with a few lonely grains of rice floating on the soup. You could blow them away with a breath.

"What use am I? The war is almost over anyway."

Aisha finished the rice porridge in one gulp, wiped her mouth with the corner of her clothes, and asked, "Do you know how much a mu of land costs in the territory of Fitoa right now?"

"I do not know."

Chantelle shook her head, puzzled. "I don't understand. What does war have to do with land?"

"Before I came here, I visited the other fifteen cities in the territory of Fituia. The current price of land here is eight silver coins per acre. The price of land near the territory of Milbots and the royal territory is a bit higher, and it can sell for more than one gold coin. But here, the people in the surrounding villages have all died, and the land has been abandoned. It's practically free."

Aisha said unhurriedly, "Izoluti will come with food in a few days, but you can ask her when she comes back. She must have bought the food in the Milbots territory, and even including the food, she only brought back military supplies worth one million gold coins."

"So many people died, why did they only bring back so little money and food? And land prices have dropped so low, what happened at the Silver Palace...?"

"This will also be the last sum of money we have here."

Before Shanduer could finish speaking, Aisha said, "When the front lines are short of supplies, they will ask the territories to provide them. In less than a year of fighting, the Fitoa territory has been emptied out. When land prices drop to their lowest point, wealthy merchants from the Milbots, Donadi, and Usl territories will come to forcibly buy up the fertile land here. Of course, in the end, all this land will end up in the hands of a certain lord in the capital."

"So, the decision to fight this battle doesn't lie with you or me, but with that person in the capital."

Aisha poked Chantelle's breastplate, and Chantelle's face was already almost ashen.

"It's... Luke? So many people died, and all the money ended up in Notos's pocket..."

Shandur's eyes widened, his teeth chattering, but he still maintained his rationality. "No, that's impossible. If Fituya falls, at best half of Asura will fall, at worst the capital will be lost. If I were in the Kingdom of Bigenliru, I would never retreat from such an important place. How could Luke possibly decide whether this war can end?"

"The war has been going on for almost a year. The military supplies you reported to the capital were 30,000 gold coins per day, while the Knights and the Treasury quoted 100,000 gold coins per day. In such a long time, the capital's treasury has been almost 40% depleted. Not to mention the situation of the Kingdom of Bigenliru, the capital cannot afford to continue."

As she spoke, Aisha took out a meeting record from her bosom and handed it to Shandur. "Moreover, half a year ago, Luke met with the envoy of the Kingdom of Bigenliru. The other party took the lead in ceasing hostilities and giving up the Red Dragon's cheek. Asura could provide compensation of ten million gold coins. However, the Kingdom of Bigenliru unilaterally refused at the time. But when it will take effect is anyone's guess."

Chantelle took the record and, looking at the shocking words on the paper, he couldn't help but hold his breath.

The meeting minutes contain these lines: If the Kingdom of Bijianliru still intends to negotiate, this contract will remain in effect.

Signed: Ariel Anemoy Asla, Luke Notos Grerat.

[The Death of Luke] You Are My Princess (Part Two)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without the Transfer Event [Re-upload] You Are My Princess (Part 2)

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Why isn't Lord Kanpaku's signature here?

Chantelle had some doubts about the signature, but the seal, signature, and handwriting on it were definitely genuine and there was absolutely no possibility of forgery.

"Because the Regent is unaware of this, this was given to me by the Knights. People are dying every day, yet His Majesty the King and the Grand Chancellor signed such a humiliating treaty that cedes national sovereignty. The Knights have long been unable to stand by and watch."

Aisha tossed her hair back, revealing rings on her ring finger that shimmered with emerald light against the silvery-gray sky. She explained, “Of course, it’s not His Majesty’s fault. Last winter was exceptionally cold, and His Majesty’s health deteriorated day by day. Luke held His Majesty hostage in the Silver Palace to command the ministers. I’m afraid this treaty wasn’t His Majesty’s original intention.”

"We lost tens of thousands of brothers, and hundreds of thousands of civilians were implicated, and all we did was... pave the way for others..."

"Tens of thousands is a number, hundreds of thousands is also a number. The Prime Minister is concerned about the 57 cities of Asura's four territories, so of course he won't care about these casualties."

Seeing Chantelle's ashen face and silent demeanor, Aisha continued to add firewood to the flames. "Marshal, what are the chances of getting the Crimson Dragon's cheek back this year?"

"Sigh... I never thought that Asura, who defeated the Milis Navy a hundred years ago, could now bully even a small kingdom like Bigenliru."

Chandur stared silently at the ashes on the ground. After a moment, he sighed and said, "The chances are slim. Although the enemy has retreated, it will be extremely difficult for us to push them out. Even if we have sufficient supplies, if we fight them for another three months, I'm afraid we won't even be able to hold onto this city of Roya."

"Report! Enemy surprise attack! Enemy surprise attack!"

The messenger cavalry, carrying a three-headed dragon command flag, spurred their warhorses to gallop swiftly from a distance.

One by one, the soldiers stood up, making the already oppressive atmosphere among them even more terrifying. Their faces were covered in exhaustion, and their old, tattered, and dusty uniforms mirrored their bewildered eyes. Upon hearing the order, they listlessly put away their weapons, donned their heavy plate armor, and awaited Chandur's command.

"Boom boom boom..."

Following the command, the deafening sound of horses' hooves echoed from the nearby hillside, and dense black dots instantly covered the entire hillside.

Seeing the overwhelming number of Bigenliru Kingdom cavalry, Shandur didn't have time to ponder how such a large cavalry force could assemble and launch an attack so quickly through the red dragon's cheek. He immediately roared to the messenger, "Cavalry! Vanguard Legion, form ranks! Magicians, prepare to fire!"

"Vanguard Legion, form ranks! Magicians! Ready!"

"Vanguard Legion, form ranks! Magicians! Ready!"

The messengers quickly carried the orders throughout the battlefield, but soon, the cavalry of the Kingdom of Bigenliru had already charged in front of them. Before the vanguard legion could even complete its formation, a gap was torn open, and they rushed straight towards the magicians in the rear.

Shouts of battle and cries of agony filled the air.

Tens of thousands of cavalry from the Kingdom of Bijianliru charged through Asra's army. In the midst of the melee, Asra's army had already been broken up without anyone noticing. The mages of the magician corps and the vanguard legion were unable to support each other, and the magicians and soldiers were running around like headless flies.

Before the magic circle on the battlefield could be repaired or drawn, it was trampled to pieces by the iron cavalry of the Kingdom of Bigenliru. One by one, the leading knights were pulled off their horses and hacked to death amidst the chaotic sound of hooves.

The wind grew stronger, blowing away the clouds to reveal the setting sun in the west, turning the originally silvery-gray sky as if stained with blood.

"Take Lady Aisha back to the city!"

Chantelle roared at her men, threw her sword to Aisha, grabbed her long staff, leaped onto her horse, kicked its belly hard, and galloped forward.

Aisha held the sword in her hand, twirling the ring on her ring finger. If she were to use magic to support the battlefield, the ring would shatter due to the impact of the magic infusion. She looked at the soldiers falling one after another in front of her, and felt a pang of sorrow in her heart.

Now is the time to reveal our identities, participate in the war, turn the tide of battle, and thus gain Chandur's trust and control of the entire army.

"Lady Aisha! Be careful! Let's go back to the city!"

However, before Aisha could react, she was already being lifted up by two sergeants and galloped towards the warhorses behind them.

"Let me go!"

Aisha activated her magic, and the ring on her ring finger shattered instantly. The cute and sexy female figure disappeared in a beam of light, and what appeared was a tall man wearing a purple cloak with the image of the Boreas family lion printed on it and a black official uniform with gold trim.

"Lord Guan Bai!?"

The officers were startled. How could this important figure suddenly appear on the front lines? They had only seen his shadow from afar during the festival in the capital, and had only seen him in portraits.

"Don't panic! I am Rudius Boreas Greirat, the Regent of the Kingdom of Asura!"

Rudius gripped the reins, unleashing a mid-level magic rock cannonball that shot the Notos family sergeant from his horse. Pointing his sword at the man's corpse, he shouted, "Those who retreat die! This is his fate!"

Immediately afterward, Rudius spurred his horse forward, and wherever his sword flashed, his enemies were turned into ice sculptures.

Then, he pointed his sword at the sky, and a huge crack spread from the ground, instantly separating the enemy's rear ranks.

At the same time, Shandur wielded his long staff, weaving through the enemy ranks. One by one, enemy cavalrymen fell from their horses, and the morale of the Asura army was clearly boosted. The isolated enemy soldiers were gradually wiped out, and the enemy commander also came into view.

It was a tall, imposing humanoid monster, as robust as a city gate, with two prominent sharp horns on its head. Although its hands were empty, it still gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Several burly demons appeared before the army, carrying massive stones weighing tons, and filled the huge crack in the ground created by Rudeus, creating a bridge.

"It's a ghost or spirit."

Chantelle halted his horse, pointed his long staff at the massive crack in the ground created by Rudius, and shouted to the enemy on the other side of the crack: "All troops, attack!"

"Charge!"

Asra's army was greatly encouraged, and the soldiers charged toward the nobles ahead.

With a wave of his hand, the giant demons and the remaining cavalry charged towards Asura's army.

"Advanced Wind Magic! Invisible Wall!"

At that moment, as a few syllables were uttered from Rudius's mouth, the cavalry of the Kingdom of Bigenliru instantly crashed into an incredibly solid city wall, with men and horses falling to the ground and their heads being smashed to pieces.