Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

As Janice spoke, she wiped Noren's mouth and the front of his clothes with a handkerchief.

"Lilia, Aisha, you two sit down and eat too."

“Madam, we are servants. We must wait until our master and Miss Hilfi, who is a guest, have finished eating before Aisha and I can eat.”

Lilia stood gracefully by the table and spoke in a calm tone.

"Oh, Lilia, how many times have I told you? Nobody in this house treats you and Aisha like servants. Sit down and eat."

Lilia pulled Aisha down to sit shyly, but when it came to getting bread or soup, she consciously followed Janis, Hilfi, and Norn.

Although Silphie wanted to tell Lilia not to be so polite, this wasn't her own home, and she didn't feel comfortable saying anything. Besides, according to the etiquette Lilia and Janis had taught her, Lilia's actions were perfectly proper.

It's just that even though no one in the family treats Lilia and her daughter like servants, Lilia's rigid manner is somewhat unsettling.

"Noren, Aisha, after you finish eating, you need to go with Sister Hilfi to deliver lunch to Daddy."

"Okay, Mom!"

“I understand, madam.”

“Miss Hilfi, Mr. Roltz’s food is also in there. We can take it with us later.”

"Oh, thank you, Aunt Lilia."

……

With her hands behind her back and holding a bamboo basket filled with food, Hilfi walked towards the outpost, while Noren and Aisha skipped and jumped ahead of her.

"Sister Hilfi, what kind of person is our brother?" Aisha asked, turning her head.

"Hmm... Rudy, he's an incredibly skilled magician. When he was your age—no, a bit older than you, around five years old—he was already a Water Saint-level magician..."

"Wow……"

Hilfi continued her rambling, recounting how Rudy had saved her from the bad kids and how he taught her magic. Aisha listened intently beside her, while Norren seemed distracted, occasionally grunting in response. It was unclear whether she wasn't interested in her brother or was preoccupied with her father.

……

Chapter Twelve: Two Years (Part One)

Chapter Twelve: Two Years (Part One)

I heard that James and his party have arrived at a town a short distance from Roya, and they should arrive by tomorrow morning.

"Boom"

"Boom"

"Boom"

"I can't take it anymore, I give up."

Alice's swordsmanship has now reached the advanced level. In less than three rounds of fighting with her, my wooden sword was knocked away from my hand.

"Actually, for a magician, the intermediate level of Rudeus Sword God Style is more than enough."

Kyrie Irvine stood to the side with his hands on his hips and said.

"I'll protect Rudeus when there's danger; it's a swordsman's duty!" Alice said, planting her sword in the ground and patting her chest.

"Hmm, but I think I should at least practice my swordsmanship to an advanced level..."

My experience rescuing Alice taught me that magic alone isn't enough. Although I can reduce preparation time by not chanting, facing a swordsman at close range would still put me in a very dangerous situation. Furthermore, I have no idea what will happen after James arrives; I have absolutely no experience in this area. However, upon closer inspection, the security at the mansion seems quite good, so I shouldn't be in immediate danger.

“Come on, let’s continue, Rudeus.” Alice bent down, picked up the sword, and handed it to me.

"Ok!"

……

I practiced with Alice all afternoon, and she maintained a perfect record. However, Alice handled herself very well and didn't hurt me.

As usual, after returning to the bedroom, I wiped my body with hot water and then changed into clean clothes.

Time flew by and it was evening.

The adults were all getting ready to rest, but the servants were still busy, probably making final preparations for James's arrival. One thing that caught my attention was that a large room in the mansion, which had previously been locked, had been ordered to be opened by the servants today.

Following the principle that I shouldn't ask too many questions if the adults don't say much, I didn't inquire about the purpose of the room, but I couldn't resist my curiosity.

Should I ask Alice to come along? We could use her as a shield if we get caught. No, I can't do that. What am I thinking? I'll go check it out myself.

It felt like I was doing something wrong.

The door to this room is peculiar; it looks like an iron door, but it feels like some kind of gemstone to the touch, lacking the metallic texture of iron. I tried using magic on the unlocked door—if there's something I need inside, I might need to sneak in frequently—but the magic didn't work. Is it a magic-absorbing stone?

I pushed open the door and quietly slipped inside, only to find that a certain adult was already standing there.

"Rudius?"

"Yes, I'm sorry to have sneaked in, Lord Sauros."

"It's ok."

I observed the furnishings and layout of the house. In the center was a huge sand table depicting the entire territory of Fetoia, including its topography, the locations of towns, the guardian generals, and troop deployments. The walls were adorned with portraits of past lords and the armor they had worn. Was this a war room? No wonder this room was usually locked.

“That bastard James doesn’t respect me as his father at all, and he secretly agreed to Alice’s marriage.” I heard the sound of Sauros grinding his teeth.

"But isn't Alice Mr. Philip's daughter? Shouldn't Mr. Philip approve of Alice's marriage?"

“That’s true, but James is the head of the family, and Philip has no say in what he decides.”

Hearing what Sauros said, I understood. I had been concerned about this matter before, but hadn't asked about it much. But this time, Sauros explained it clearly.

"I see. But Lord Sauros is the lord, isn't he..."

“Philip advised me to be patient.” Sauros clenched his fist. “He makes a lot of sense. But I see a glimmer of hope in you. At least you’re different from the other young noblemen. You’re genuinely thinking of Alice.”

Philip actually managed to persuade Sauros? While I knew Sauros was an extremely reasonable man, I never expected him to be so patient, even when his beloved granddaughter became a condition. Perhaps this is the wisdom and forbearance of a lord. Fortunately, the matter has been resolved.

Today's Salomon is very different; he seems to have entered a sage mode. Perhaps it's because he needs to exercise a great deal of restraint in this unusual room.

"Lord Sauros, why open this room today?"

"Ancestor worship, and combat simulations."

Through Sauros's account, I learned that after the son of the Bereas family returned to Roa, he would hold a memorial service for the deceased lord here. Moreover, as a local warlord, in order to demonstrate the war strategies of his descendants to the lord, he would use a sand table to conduct battle simulations here.

This operations room was the command center of the fortress city of Roya during the Laplace Wars four hundred years ago, where it defended against the invasion of the Laplace army. The doors and walls of this room are inlaid with magic stones that can absorb magic, thus ensuring that it is not invaded by magic.

"Would you like to give it a try then, Rudius? And James's sons?"

"I... am I not really suitable, Lord Sauros?"

"There's no such thing as appropriate or inappropriate; just treat it as a game."

"I understand, thank you, Lord Sauros."

I bowed to Sauros and then took my leave.

……

I went back to my room, tidied up, and then went to bed.

"squeak……"

The door was pushed open, the footsteps were very light, was it Alice?

The blanket was pulled back.

A young girl slipped in, her back against me. I could clearly feel her body temperature, and the scent of her hair was sweet and cloying. Normally, I would have been incredibly excited, but for some reason, I didn't feel that lustful urge at all.

"Alice?"

“I’ve heard about it. It’s something Rudius has been worried about.”

"I see."

"I...I won't let Rudeus..."

Is that a sobbing sound? Did I make her cry...?

"That's enough, Alice."

I turned around and hugged her; Alice was trembling violently. She gripped my hand, placed it on her chest, and slid it down to touch my soft, sacred body.

"I will protect Rudeus."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Alice."

……

Chapter Thirteen: Two Years (Part Two)

Chapter Thirteen: Two Years (Part Two)

As dawn broke, I lay on my back in bed. I had slept soundly last night without any dreams. But the texture on my hand felt strange—soft, yielding, with a small, firm bump that felt very comfortable. I turned to my side and touched it with my other hand. The same sensation. It was probably a B cup? Although not large enough, my breasts told me they had great potential. Thank you, my sir.

Something terrible might have happened. To check, I lifted the blanket and found that my clothes were still on perfectly, as if nothing had happened.

"Phew... So I didn't do anything after all..."

The girl rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned to look in this direction.

"Alice...I..."

"Ow!"

"what!"

"Waaah!"

……

"I'm finished eating, you can eat now."

Sauros untied the tablecloth from his neck, kicked off the chair with his back foot, and swaggered out of the restaurant.

Alice seemed a bit listless today. Normally, she would be sitting on the table with her knife and fork, looking impatient, while Sauros was eating, and then she would be the first to grab a piece of bread and stuff it into her mouth when Sauros said it was time to eat.

Could it be because of what happened last night?

"Alice? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Philip smiled and picked up a piece of bread, placing it on Alice's plate. Because the table was wide, Philip had to stand up to reach Alice's plate.

Alice didn't react much, keeping her head down. She glanced at Philip, then picked up the bread with both hands and ate it little by little.

What happened? But I don't remember doing anything to her last night.

Hilda, meanwhile, was observing Alice out of the corner of her eye, as if this reaction was exactly what she had expected. She must have been the one who invited Alice to her room last night.

“Alice…” I reached out and touched Alice’s shoulder, though I didn’t know why.

"Humph!"

She pushed my hand away and immediately stood up.

"You idiot Rudius!"

Immediately afterwards, Alice yelled at me loudly and ran back upstairs.

As I watched the red figure gradually drift away, I was left slumped in my chair, completely bewildered.

"Rudius, you'd better explain this to me."

I slowly turned my head and saw two Nioh statues rubbing their hands together, radiating anger, just like Alice when we first met. I couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Um... Mr. Philip, Mrs. Hilda, please let me explain..."

Next, I recounted everything that had happened since Alice came to my room yesterday.

"What? You didn't touch her?"

Hilda looked puzzled, then glanced at me with disappointment. "Oh, no wonder Alice is like this."

"Huh? Is Alice like this because we didn't do anything last night?"

Isn't this the kind of reaction only female protagonists in adult games would have?

Philip, on the other hand, rested his chin on his hand and looked at me with a helpless expression.

"How slow-witted! I say, Rudeus, are you really a child who inherited the Grerat family bloodline?"

"He doesn't seem like Paul's son at all. Paul at your age..."

"Huh?...Is...is that so?"