Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　But on the other hand, kindness is as easy to "absorb" as the warm sunshine that melts the snow in spring.

　　She was different from the eldest daughter of the Boreas family, who was surrounded by maids in a castle-like environment and whose colors were as bright as flames.

　　She was just a small grass growing out of the cracks in the rough dirt road of Buena Village.

　　Sylphy glanced at Alan, who was standing across from her and couldn't control his XP instinct and couldn't help wanting to look at the cat-eared maid's ears, then turned to look at Alice, forced herself to perk up, and spoke softly.

　　Quite patient.

　　"It's okay just now. Sylphy is willing to be friends with you."

　　Alice's eyes burst into bright colors, and she turned her head at a speed that seemed to break her neck, with an excited smile on her face.

　　"good!"

　　"Bang!!"

　　Everyone turned to look at Alan who slapped them.

　　The latter struggled to move his eyes away from the cat-eared maid's ears, and forced a smile at Paul and Senis who were frightened beside him.

　　"Where were we talking? Just keep going, ignore me, there are mosquitoes."

　　He turned his eyes to Philip again.

　　The other party's eyes were burning, with an expression of 'as expected'.

　　"There's another variable! You're using this to test the officers! You're not a human!"

　　Philip's face twitched as he watched Alan, who hadn't seen a beast girl for a long time, and now faced with the "grand occasion" of a cat girl in a maid costume sitting on the table opposite him, he couldn't suppress the XP instinct in his genes and laughed.

　　"There are many such maids at the Boreas Mansion, if you like."

　　"I don't like it, thank you."

　　"good."

　　Philip turned and looked at Paul with a smile.

　　"Continuing with the previous topic, you have no objection to Rudy coming to Roya to be a tutor? Right?"

　　Paul looked at Senis and Lilia beside him, and then glanced at Alan.

　　"I have no objection to Rudy. Boys should exercise more. And we feel relieved to have Alan by his side. In fact, my original intention was to let them become adventurers in two or three years. Your proposal is perfectly acceptable as a transition period."

　　"And as you said, they are indeed tutors, and you will not restrict their future freedom. Then I agree with your suggestion."

　　Philip clapped his hands and laughed.

　　"That's easy then."

　　"but."

　　Paul turned to look at Philip and said seriously.

　　"Rudy is Rudy, and Alan is Alan. We can't make decisions for him. You need to ask for his consent. If he doesn't agree, I won't let you take him out of Buena Village."

　　Rudy:? ? Don't you need to ask for my opinion?

　　"It's natural."

　　As soon as Philip finished speaking, he stood up in Paul's surprised eyes and walked to the door.

　　Open the door.

　　The strong wind before a spring rainstorm blew around him, making his clothes rustle.

　　He tilted his head, still with that rather leisurely smile, and glanced at Alan who slowly stood up and stared back at him.

　　"Let's go out and talk?"

　　It's difficult to write.

　　I don't really want to fully describe the image of Alice in the novel, because there are many passers-by reading it and they might hate Hong.

　　So I have been revising the manuscript for the past few hours.

　　It's just a matter of striking a balance.

　　If you have any questions, I can revise it.

　　Continue typing.

Chapter 91 If you want to get something, you must give it first?

　　Father and son standing by the wall.

　　A wind came from afar, shaking the sleeves of the two men.

　　The dark clouds were thick and heavy, as if they had shortened the distance between heaven and earth.

　　Philip looked at the wall being blown by the wind, and the smile on his face disappeared.

　　Alan looked up at the clouds in the sky, squinting his eyes and smiling happily, as if he was waiting for the rain to fall.

　　No one spoke.

　　The spring thunder exploded first.

　　"Pah."

　　A bean-sized raindrop fell on the wall, and the sound was particularly clear.

　　Finally someone spoke up.

　　"Alan, you are better and smarter than I thought over the years."

　　It was Philip's increasingly gentle voice that suddenly rang out amid the dense clattering sounds that continued to echo around him.

　　The passing clouds and rain in spring came quickly. In just a moment, the rain curtain enveloped the two of them like an unbreakable veil, and the dense rain lines instantly connected the sky and the earth.

　　The second half of his sentence followed.

　　"You have been wronged, and I am sorry for you."

　　Alan glanced at Philip, who was looking at the wall with his eyes lowered. The sudden raindrops hit the shoulders and backs of the two men, casting the outlines of their figures with the edge of smoke and clouds.

　　Alan used his Water God Flow Secret Art, and a thin layer of Dou Qi surrounded his body to isolate the rain. The rain began to fall parallel to the folds of his clothes from an inch above his clothes.

　　Immune to wind and rain.

　　The clothes didn't get wet yet.

　　"How have you wronged me? I am very familiar with the rules of Boreas. As for being wronged? That's not wronged."

　　"The capital is great, and the Water God School is a good place for me. It doesn't matter if I stay here for ten days or half a month without going home."

　　"I am free."

　　Philip was silent for a moment in the rain and said no more.

　　Alan couldn't help but laugh at this, there wasn't a trace of sourness in these words, before he completely integrated into the Greyrat family, he always had this kind of 'gamer' mentality.

　　Anyway, James can't stand his own excellence, so can't he just run away?

　　There were many people in the dojo, and most of them spoke nicely. A small number of them spoke unpleasantly. He spent several years carefully teaching etiquette lessons and also taught them how to speak nicely.

　　There was also a beautiful girl with long black hair, whose parents died early and who had a similar growing up experience to himself, cheering for him on the sidelines.

　　This is so comfortable, isn't it?

　　It's different now.

　　But that's even less aggrieved.

　　Because he has gained 'family'.

　　They are not family members in the blood relationship of this life, but family members that the soul 'Alan' of the previous life recognizes from the bottom of his heart.

　　'Family' in this world of Musashi Reincarnation.

　　Who isn't a family man?

　　I want to be the family hero!

　　Alan sneered and spoke.

　　"You are so serious. Relax and don't hide anything. You just want to get involved in the power of the capital and compete for the next head of the family. Are you coming to Buena Village to find me and Rudy to pave the way for the future?"

　　"But are you sure that he and I can be the paving stones for your progress? I am just a small water saint, and he is just a saint-level magician. You don't think that we are really amazing just because we killed a nest of monsters, right?"

　　Philip heard Alan speak first, and his words went straight to the core of the problem without any hesitation. Although Shizi's way of speaking was unpleasant to the ear, it was common for people like him.

　　Philip is not a man who speaks nicely either.

　　The corners of his mouth curled up again when he thought of this.

　　"Alan, I know how talented you are in swordsmanship. You don't have to underestimate yourself. You can definitely help us with your strength alone."

　　"That's what I thought before I came here."

　　Alan turned to look at him.

　　The sound pierced Philip's eardrums through the rain.

　　"Before you came?"

　　The rain wet Philip's hair, and the brown curls stuck to his face, but he didn't care at all.

　　"Yes, before I came here. But now I think that I admire your ability, or your potential, more than your strength. You are only eleven years old. And as far as I know, you have spent most of your life in the Mizugami-ryu Dojo, and have not received any intensive training from James. It is purely because of your outstanding swordsmanship talent that you have made a name for yourself in the Mizugami-ryu main dojo, and that is why you are famous among the swordsmen in the royal capital who wield swords."

　　There was an imperceptible tremor in Philip's voice.

　　I don't know if it's the rain that's cold.

　　Still warm-hearted.

　　His speech became faster and faster.

　　"Even so, even so, your 'ability' has already matured so well, and your talent far exceeds your imagination. Come back to Roya with me, and I will teach you everything I know. In time, you and I will definitely be able to take back the position of the head of the Boreas family. The future is..."

　　"I refuse."

　　Alan interrupted Philip, teasing in his heart.

　　"My Reincarnation-from-No-Job quests are divided into different periods. Your capital city conspiracy storyline can only overlap with the Asura throne struggle story in his youth. Why should I get stuck in this quagmire with you? If the score is not full by then, it will delay my meeting with Roxy."

　　'Isn't this nonsense?'

　　Phillip smiled without even raising his eyes, as if he had already expected such an answer, and glanced at Alan, who was invulnerable to all wind and rain with his fighting spirit.

　　"Don't worry, wait until I finish."

　　"As a swordsman, you have a thirst for power, I can see that, and your current swordsmanship skills also prove that you have never stopped in swordsmanship. Water Saint? I just heard about it."

　　Alan pursed his lips and said nothing.

　　Philip saw this and continued.

　　"Come to Roya. I can provide you with a better teacher, a teacher many times better than Paul, a teacher that is definitely suitable for you."

　　"You may have heard of her name, the Sword King - Gilenu, the only king-level Sword God Style master. You must have studied the Water God Style for many years, but you are actually in need of a Sword God Style teacher, right?"

　　"As for what I just said, I just feel it's a pity."

　　Philip turned his head and looked directly at Alan, the falling rain making his voice unsteady.

　　"Your dedication to swordsmanship is certainly important as a carrier of power."

　　"But I want to tell you that power is more wonderful than strength."

　　"because."

　　Philip stretched out his palm, and the rain hit his palm and flowed across it.

　　"When you have power, strength follows naturally."

　　"You are pursuing the wrong direction. You should not be just a swordsman. Your stage should be in the capital."

　　Alan squinted at the rain and smiled meaningfully.

　　Philip looked at him sideways for a moment, a flash of disappointment in his eyes.

　　"Don't rush to refuse. What I want to say is that no matter whether you agree to my request or not, I am willing to let Gilenu teach you swordsmanship. This is my sincerity for a period of four years. After four years, you will be fifteen years old."

　　The custom in Asura Capital is to celebrate birthdays at the age of five, ten, or fifteen, which means that after the age of fifteen, children can leave the protection and stand on their own.

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