Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　It's not because James is good enough.

　　Just because he is the most 'suitable'.

　　This was also the fundamental reason why Sauros wanted to spend all his wealth to rebuild his territory after the great migration, but was stabbed in the back by James.

　　This father never really agreed with James, and James knew it very well.

　　Therefore.

　　Original story line, three years.

　　Three years of tutoring.

　　James never returned to Fitoya to visit Sauros.

　　Not even once.

　　And Sauros was reluctant to give the seat to him.

　　He wanted to see the First Prince ascend the throne.

　　Personally ensure the safety of Boreas' generation.

　　Boreas.

　　Where is the such thing as a loving father and a filial son?

　　Right now.

　　In the laughter of Sauros.

　　The long-dusted 'Heart of Iron' has regained its wings.

　　Boreas.

　　The one hundred and thirty-fourth step.

　　The next head of the family has been decided.

　　Named——

　　Alan Boreas Graylat.

　　Alan looked at Sauros' figure on the top of the tower with a calm expression.

　　Lower your head and turn around.

　　Take a step forward.

　　Take the 132nd step.

　　Step on it.

　　This was the path he was going to take.

　　No one's permission is required.

　　——

　　When Alan walked out of the tower, the sun had already risen outside the tower. Alan's trip to find Sauros was neither long nor short.

　　Logically, at least the snow outside the tower should have been cleared.

　　However, all that was seen was white, with only the footprints of Alan when he came. The maids who were cleaning the snow just now were all gone.

　　Alan raised his brows.

　　In sight.

　　There were only two maids, who were standing quietly by a tree not far in front of them, with a well-behaved and polite attitude.

　　Lil is wearing a maid outfit with water stains all over it and smiling.

　　Alifa, with a shy face, neatly dressed, holding a broom, was looking down at his toes.

　　Alan raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but smile.

　　There is really no one in the Boreas family who is easy to deal with.

　　Maids also have factions?

　　Should you place your bets early?

　　When Li'er saw Alan coming out, she looked at his face quietly and smiled brightly.

　　He performed a standard bow.

　　But since I wasn't wearing anything underneath, it was shaking violently.

　　Alifa, standing nearby, was staring at the snow on the ground with his head down, in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　Then, Li'er reached out and pulled her rabbit tail, and her ears suddenly stood up. She suddenly reacted and bowed her head in panic.

　　But she didn't have the turbulent look like Lil.

　　I have to say that this is all carefully selected.

　　It was prepared completely according to Alan's sexual preferences that Li'er had observed over the past year, and as for catering to some of his sadistic fetishes, it was probably based on Solos.

　　After all, grandparents and grandchildren are really alike in some ways.

　　After just a glance, Allen took a step forward.

　　With the sound of crunching snow under his feet, he walked up to the two maids.

　　"Aren't you tired of bending over all the time, you two?"

　　Li'er stood up with her cat-like eyes narrowed, and glanced at him lightly with a hint of charm.

　　"Not tired, Mr. Allen."

　　The air was silent for a moment.

　　Li'er watched Alan's gaze gradually shift away.

　　Turn your head suddenly.

　　At her side.

　　Alifa, however, bowed humbly and sincerely, with a very satisfied expression on his face.

　　Li'er's face froze slightly, and she raised her leg very quickly but gracefully and kicked Alifa with the outside of her calf.

　　Maybe it was because he used too much force, but the latter staggered and knelt directly in front of Alan.

　　Then he shouted as if he had just woken up from a dream.

　　"Not tired! Mr. Allen!"

　　Although his words were sober, he showed no intention of getting up.

　　It seemed like this was the result she wanted.

　　Alan:.

　　"Get up, or I'll chop you down if you keep kneeling."

　　"Ah! Ah~ Good! Good. Ah. I."

　　"Hold!. Sorry! My legs are a little weak."

　　Alan:.

　　Lil looked at Alifa who was staggering on the ground and unable to get up. Even though she was the head maid of the Boreas family who was used to the "storms and waves", a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.

　　This sensitivity is really unique, why didn't I notice it before?

　　Then he reached out and slowly helped her up, glanced at Alan, and bowed again tactfully.

　　"Then I will take my leave. I will have to arrange meals for Lady Hilda later."

　　Alan wanted to nod, but suddenly thought of something and stopped her.

　　"Regarding the correspondence received by Boreas, who is currently managing it?"

　　Li'er blinked and glanced at Arifa, who was blushing and looking very confused.

　　"It was me before, and now it's Alifah, Mr. Allen." He raised his leg and kicked Alifah again.

　　The latter staggered and almost fell on Alan, but in the end he stopped his hand ten centimeters in front of Alan as if he had been electrocuted.

　　Then he carefully took it back and rubbed his hands with some lingering fear.

　　Mr. Allen's body cannot be touched without permission.

　　"Yes! It's me!"

　　Seeing this, Li'er smiled, twisted her waist, and left with her tail wagging happily.

　　Allen looked expressionlessly at Alifa, who was bowing his head and admitting his mistake.

　　He had become somewhat numb to this person and could only nod woodenly.

　　"If you have any letters for me in the future, please find me and give them to me as soon as possible."

　　"Listen! I heard you! Mr. Allen's order! I will do it!"

　　The air was silent for a long while.

　　Arifa didn't hear Allen's command to raise her head for a long time, and she held it in for a while, but finally she couldn't bear it anymore.

　　It should be okay to move your eyes, right? Me, I didn't look up.

　　She raised her eyes and looked upwards.

　　Alan tilted his head to look at the treetops beside him. There was a layer of snow on the treetops that had not melted.

　　He seemed to be waiting for something to happen.

　　Alifa blinked and asked.

　　"Mr. Allen, are you standing here, waiting for something?"

　　In sight, Alan looked quietly at the treetops.

　　"I'm waiting for a response."

　　"Response?"

　　Arifah followed Alan's gaze.

　　Under their gaze, the treetops swayed slowly up and down with the cold winter wind.

　　Shake off the snow.

　　Covered with sunshine.

　　Welcome the spring breeze.

　　Branches and sprouts.

　　Waiting for it to fall into the eyes of the two again.

　　The snow outside the tower no longer exists.

　　The glasses that Allen always wore on his nose were gone too.

　　He still looked at the treetops quietly.

　　The sound passed through the ripples of time and vibrated in the air.

　　"today."

　　"Any letter?"

　　Amidst the repeated inquiries in letters.

　　More than a month passed in a flash.

　　spring.

　　Already arrived.

　　(End of this chapter)

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