Even if you succeed in jobless reincarnation and time magic, you must live life to the fullest.

That being said.

I'm also somewhat interested in giving it a try.

However, the people around me aren't very humorous either.

If it were Hilfi, she would probably faint from fright.

As for Luo Qixi... I don't want to lower my standing in God's eyes.

That Alice...

Ah, that guy couldn't read at all after coming out of the illiterate holy land.

Zanaba and Cliff are probably not happy either.

Wait, Seven Stars seems like a good idea?

Okay, it’s decided.

Once we see the Seven Stars, we'll give it a try.

……

In the letter, Paul explained his reasons for going to Roja, along with some minor details.

In addition, the letter instructed me to understand my place.

Don't get involved in the political struggles between nobles just because you're interested.

"Rudy, your talent and ability are commendable, but political struggles are not something that talent alone can guarantee success in. Once you are involved in political struggles, it will only bring you misfortune."

Paul wrote with very careful choice of words.

"Although I am an incompetent father, please believe me only in this matter: believe in a man who once ran away from home because he was dissatisfied with the lifestyle of the nobility and has never regretted it."

That's certainly true.

I have no fondness for the aristocracy, and I can very well understand why Paul ran away from home back then.

noble.

Ultimately, it's just a lump of garbage that pretends to be modest but is actually more rotten and disgusting than a rotten egg in a sewer.

"Then, please take care of me from now on, Rudy."

"Me too, Gilead."

Kyrie I quickly hit it off and we had a great chat.

After all, we were very good friends in our past life.

Although later, because of her...

Forget it.

Don't talk about that.

At the end of his letter, Paul also mentioned:

"If you and Miss are mutually attracted, it's fine to make a move, but Kyrie Irwin is my woman, so don't lay a hand on her."

Hey Hey hey……

Paul, you're going a bit too far astray, aren't you?

And then again.

I've touched Gilead's butt before, of course, with her permission.

That skin was harder than rock.

Did something go wrong?

Can that thing really be inserted?

Paul, that guy, actually managed to beat that kind of ass in bed. To be honest, I still find it hard to believe.

Paul's prowess in bed might be god-like, right?

……

I put the letter away and looked out of the carriage.

Those who gain the wings of freedom will lose their feet as the price.

You can't gain anything without giving it up.

People need to be enlightened in order to move forward.

Paul ran away from home, abandoned his aristocratic status, and lived the life he wanted.

but me……

Now, we must also sacrifice some things to get everything we want.

Rudius Greyrat.

just now.

it's here.

My legendary life is about to truly begin.

15. Roya

We set off in the morning and arrived in Roya in the evening.

As a border city, Roya has very high city walls. 400 years ago, it served as the last line of defense in the war against the demons.

From a historical perspective, it is of great value.

However, for now, the nobles living in the capital regard this place as a rural gathering place for humble adventurers.

After Gilead and I entered the lord's manor, the steward led us to a room that resembled a reception room.

It looks very familiar.

Having lived here for several years, I am almost too familiar with it.

Even so, I still pretended to be unfamiliar with this place.

"Young Master will be back soon, please wait a moment."

The butler poured me some tea.

I took a small sip of tea to moisten my lips, while Gilead stood in the corner of the room.

soon.

A series of rough footsteps came from the corridor.

"Is it here?"

Sauros Boreas Grerat.

He burst through the door and his gaze quickly fell on me.

I stood up and bowed to him with standard aristocratic etiquette.

“Nice to meet you. My name is Rudius Greirat, and I am the son of Paul Greirat.”

My movements were quite standard.

Shaolus couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

"As Paul's son, I am very pleased with your manners. I never expected that Paul would teach his son aristocratic etiquette."

“My father didn’t teach me these things. I specifically studied them because I was considering taking this position here.”

I said frankly.

"very good!"

Shoros's voice was like thunder.

"Paul said in his letter that you are a very good kid. I thought that guy was talking nonsense, but now it seems that he really is right. You are allowed to stay in the brothel!"

Although it was slightly different from my previous life, Sauros still allowed me to stay.

After saying that, Shoros sped away like lightning.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

He's still the same decisive and efficient old man as before.

And shortly after Sauros left.

Another character also appeared through the door on the other side.

"What's wrong, Thomas? Why has the door been open all this time?"

"Father seemed to be in good spirits, it's because of what happened..."

Before he finished speaking, his gaze fell on me, and I saw him too.

She had brown hair and wore impeccably tailored aristocratic attire.

Paul's cousin, Alice's father.

Philippe Boreas Grerat.

"Young Master, I'm very sorry, but the Master just introduced Lord Rudeus, and he seemed to like him very much."

"Hehe, is this the child Father likes? I hope I haven't misjudged him..."

Philip sat down on the sofa opposite me.

Next came what could be called an interview.

The interview process was exactly the same as in my previous life, so there was nothing to say about it.

I looked at Philip and felt a pang of nostalgia.

At the same time, there are also these slight apologies.