Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　How do you know that you are not on the right path?

　　Lufei.

　　I wasn't with Alan.

　　You have to help me take good care of him.

　　Also, I remember you once said you envied the necklace I gave to Alan.

　　I bought it for you recently.

　　No, I made one for you.

　　Yes, I also made that necklace for Alan. Please don't despise my craftsmanship.

　　And my original intention was to send it to you along with your letter.

　　But think about it.

　　I think I should give it to Alan first.

　　I think

　　Let him put it on you himself.

　　Please don't refuse.

　　after all.

　　You, Alan, and me.

　　We are a 'team of adventurers'.

　　Isn't it?

　　——

　　Luo Qixi raised her pen and rested her chin on her hand to check if there were any typos.

　　Then, she quietly held up her chin and looked at the words "Adventurer Team".

　　After a while, she smiled.

　　He reached out and took out another piece of letter paper from the side.

　　Put pen to paper.

　　The rustling of ink could be heard. Luo Qixi wrote very seriously and at great length.

　　In the meantime, she looked up and glanced at Alan's letter again.

　　But he blinked.

　　He lowered his eyes and looked at the words he had written, which were a little too long and not moving enough.

　　After only a moment's hesitation, he threw the letter from his hand aside as waste.

　　Pick up the pen again.

　　This time the time was very short. The tip of the pen touched the letter paper for only a moment, as if it took just the time to speak a sentence, and then it was over.

　　She raised herself up and looked.

　　A smile spread across his lips, revealing a satisfied expression, but his face gradually turned red again.

　　"Alan said some provocative words, which were concise but touching enough."

　　"It seems that's true."

　　After a while, the conversation between the palace maid and Luo Qixi was heard at the table.

　　"Master Magician, what can I do for you?"

　　".Express letterhead."

　　"There is such a special channel, but it is more expensive. Is it okay? Okay, I will arrange it for you right away. You are welcome. You are very polite."

　　Snow was falling outside the window in Shillong and the cold wind was howling.

　　But it was very warm inside the window.

　　Perhaps it was because the fireplaces in the palace were so effective.

　　——

　　The next day.

　　Boreas House, early morning.

　　Alan's biological clock had woken him up, but he didn't even bother to get out of bed.

　　This stems from certain habits before the time travel.

　　When you know that today is a 'working day', even if you stayed up until 2:30 the previous night to write some posts for your own entertainment and got dizzy from overdoing it, you will still struggle to get up on time and be a corporate slave.

　　But when you know clearly that you have a day off today, you can't help but want to sleep a little longer - even if you wake up, you just lie in bed thinking about life or checking your phone.

　　but.

　　There is no concept of week/Sunday in the world of jobless.

　　Yes, it's a scary world all year round.

　　So, after Alice angrily set off a fireball to burn the curtains and beat Rudy in a reading and writing class a few months ago, at the latter's strong request, a day of rest was specially set up every 6 days.

　　as 'Sunday'.

　　After this, something interesting happened.

　　Ever since I discovered that Alan and Rudy would both sleep a little longer.

　　Alice followed suit.

　　Even now, she would sleep until noon.

　　It's quite outrageous.

　　This is completely different from the original.

　　But it is completely understandable, because the degree of diligence and time Alice spends in practicing swordsmanship are completely different from the original.

　　She does morning exercises every day except on weekends.

　　Of course it will be more tiring.

　　Alan looked at the ceiling quietly for a while, then sat up.

　　Get dressed and wash up.

　　Walk out of the room.

　　The corridor and the classroom opposite were empty.

　　Except for Alice who was already sleeping, Sylphy had already gotten up early to look after Hilda. This child herself had grown up in Buena Village and had a hard life, so she never stayed in bed.

　　At this time, Rudy usually goes to his room and makes some figures with clay magic.

　　This week, after realizing that Alan likes Roxy, he stopped making Roxy's figurines.

　　Everything was normal up to this point, but then something outrageous happened.

　　After Snow Valley.

　　Rudy starts making a figure of Allen.

　　And set a table.

　　Even after being beaten by Alan.

　　Still refuses to change.

　　And there is a limited edition that is full of Bking temperament.

　　That was the scene where the monster looked back in the sea of ​​blood, holding a knife with a bent blade.

　　Even after coming to Boreas, it got worse.

　　He actually borrowed dye to color Alan?

　　It's so lifelike.

　　In every aspect.

　　They're all pretty scary.

　　Alan looked at Rudy's door and thought of this wonderful butterfly effect, and his mouth twitched.

　　He walked through Rudy's door and out of the classroom mansion.

　　Came outdoors.

　　The snow stopped.

　　The snow was very thick.

　　I walked through the snow at a very fast pace and with a very clear purpose.

　　As he passed through the atrium, he met Alifa, who was sweeping snow on the road. His legs felt a little weak when he saw him coming over to say hello.

　　Then.

　　Ten minutes.

　　Then we arrived at the destination of this trip.

　　Stop.

　　Alan looked up.

　　What catches your eye is the tall tower that pierces straight into the gloomy sky, and the end of the tower is as far as the eye can see.

　　Because he was standing at the bottom of the tower.

　　This is the tallest building in the Boreas Residence.

　　It was also the location of the large magic ball of transfer power that Sauros often watched from the top of the tower, which he recognized as the "orb".

　　(End of this chapter)

191. Chapter 188: The sound of the high tower

　　191.

　　The entrance to the tower is an old iron gate covered with rust.

　　The gray and white walls are covered with mottled white marks left by running water.

　　For some reason, other buildings in the Boreas Mansion clearly showed signs of regular repairs.

　　But this tower has never been renovated.

　　It's like a house that was accidentally renovated, with new bricks and stones pasted on the white marks left by time.

　　It damages its 'past'.

　　Alan's eyes swept across the wall and the door.

　　Lower your eyes and look at the ground.

　　There was a thick layer of snow in front of the door from last night, and no one had cleaned it up, as if no one had been there in the morning.

　　He raised his eyes again and looked towards the iron gate.

　　The iron door was not locked.

　　As expected.

　　He stretched out his hand to push the door open, but whether intentionally or unintentionally, Alifa, who was sweeping snow a few dozen meters away outside the tower, saw this, opened his mouth in surprise, and hurriedly tried to stop Alan's behavior.

　　at this time.

　　Alan turned to look at her.

　　His eyebrows were raised high.

　　As if waiting for her to speak.

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