Re - Jobless Reawakening: The Succubus Sword Saint

　　He turned to look at Alan in the field.

　　The latter was looking up at the second floor of the mansion nearby.

　　Rudy followed his gaze toward the second-floor window.

　　The figure with red hair and red skirt who had been standing there every time there was a sword fighting lesson in the past few months was gone.

　　There was no sign of Sylphy either.

　　These two had been standing there and watching them practice swordplay every afternoon since three months ago.

　　Originally, Sylphy was taking swordsmanship lessons in the courtyard.

　　When this scene had passed twice, she went up to join Lady Hilda.

　　The two of them were pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, and their expressions could be clearly seen.

　　Three months.

　　Every time Rudy looked up and saw this scene.

　　Everyone feels that Mrs. Hilda's smile is becoming more and more beautiful.

　　But for some reason, the smile on Sylphy's face disappeared. She just tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Hilda's expression in silence.

　　but.

　　This scene disappeared half a month ago.

　　because

　　Lady Hilda is ill.

　　Cause, unknown.

　　The doctors said there was nothing wrong with her health.

　　But she was indeed sick and had been bedridden for more than half a month.

　　Since the first snowstorm of winter arrived.

　　Rudy remembers it clearly.

　　Because it snowed that day.

　　It's Alan's birthday.

　　"How is Lady Hilda?"

　　After she finished speaking, Alice's smile froze on her face, and Gileno's expression was stunned.

　　Both of them were silent.

　　Everyone was very anxious during the first week Hilda was bedridden, but when the doctor announced that Hilda was fine, everyone fell into a state of shock that lasted for several days.

　　Almost all classes were cancelled this week.

　　Afterwards, under Sylphy's serious admonition, everyone resumed classroom teaching and agreed not to bring emotions into the classroom. After all, the doctor also said that there was nothing wrong with Mrs. Hilda's health.

　　Can.

　　When the attention that had been deliberately diverted by swordsmanship or other aspects of class content was suddenly relaxed.

　　Even someone as bold as Alice would instantly look nervous.

　　Everyone is still worried.

　　Thinking of this, the three of them looked at Allen.

　　The latter silently looked at the empty window, then turned to look at the three people.

　　"That's all for today's class."

　　"Let's go visit the lady together."

　　——

　　"Shh please keep your voice down, Madam Hilda has just gone to bed."

　　Everyone came to Hilda's bedroom door.

　　Arifa bent down and whispered solemnly to everyone. He would usually blush whenever he saw Alan, but he hadn't seen that expression in the past two weeks since Hilda fell ill.

　　She grasped the door handle carefully.

　　Pull the door open.

　　The sunset shines into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

　　Sylphy stood in front of the window and tilted her head to look. The sunset glowed on her white hair and made her face red.

　　She looked at Alan's face and blinked subconsciously.

　　In his pupils, Alan was already leading a few people behind him and walking towards them.

　　All settled in silence.

　　The most obvious example was Alice. Her usual vigorous pace of walking was now extremely cautious. She calculated each step, without the demeanor of a senior swordsman at all, for fear of making any noise.

　　Several people came forward.

　　Hilda was lying on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her hair usually neatly tied up in an elegant style no longer visible, her red hair was scattered all over the sofa - in order to make it convenient for everyone to visit her after class, Hilda would rest on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window during the day.

　　She closed her eyes, and her body was curled up into a ball, not sure if it was because of the cold or some other reason. Her face was obviously much thinner than it was a few months ago.

　　Even in dreams, his sleeping face looked extremely tired.

　　But his hand was held tightly.

　　Not Sylphy.

　　Alan turned his head and looked down Hilda's arm.

　　Hilda's hands were gently held by a pair of bony hands, as if afraid of disturbing her sleep.

　　Or maybe.

　　Hilda fell asleep out of comfort from the person in front of her.

　　The person who was invited to dance in the banquet hall thirteen years ago was Philip.

　　The mayor of Roya, who is usually busy with government affairs, was sitting in front of the sofa, but he still maintained his elegant aristocratic demeanor, lowering his head and looking at his wife's hand, wondering what he was thinking about.

　　"Father, my Lord"

　　Alice walked over and called Philip carefully in a low voice.

　　The latter raised his eyes.

　　The eyes that usually always smile are full of fatigue.

　　His eyes were bloodshot.

　　A dark blue stubble has appeared on his chin.

　　He looked at Alan.

　　Nodded.

　　And didn't speak.

　　The two looked at each other for a moment.

　　Philip gently put down Hilda's hand, straightened up from the chair, tilted his head and pointed at the sofa with his chin, signaling them not to disturb Hilda's sleep and go out to talk.

　　Alan nodded.

　　Just about to turn around.

　　The next moment, he felt his wrist being grabbed.

　　He looked down at his wrist.

　　Slender fingers wrapped around his wrist.

　　Follow the finger upwards.

　　White wrists, thin shoulders, and slender neck.

　　Finally, the face under the white hair.

　　Reddish-brown pupils stared at me.

　　Alan was stunned, as if he sensed something.

　　Lower your eyes and tilt your head.

　　On the sofa.

　　I don't know when.

　　Hilda had opened her eyes.

　　Looking at myself.

　　The setting sun outside the window shone into her dark gray eyes.

　　Flashing waves of light.

　　Now.

　　at this time.

　　It's time to end get out of class.

　　She couldn't sleep well.

　　(End of this chapter)

184. Chapter 181 Party Dress Clothes

　　184.

　　When Alan and Hilda's eyes met.

　　At some point, Philip lowered his head and looked at Hilda again.

　　The gentle smile and genuine happiness on Hilda's face were reflected in his pupils.

　　He was silent for a moment.

　　Turn your head.

　　He glanced at Alan again.

　　There was a trace of confusion in his eyes.

　　Philip blinked.

　　The confusion disappeared.

　　It seems to be just an illusion.

　　He raised his hand and squeezed his temple tiredly before speaking.

　　"Since you're awake, I'll leave first. Do you have some important municipal affairs to deal with and need me to call Li'er back?"

　　"No need~ Alifa can do it, dear, do you want to deal with government affairs? You should go and rest first."

　　"Yeah, okay, I got it."

　　Philip's voice was soft, and he tilted his head to look at Alan again.

　　Turn your head.

　　He nodded to Arifah who was bowing behind him.

　　He walked across the living room, to the door, and leaned out.

　　Turn around and grab the door handle.

　　The door was pulled and slowly closed.

　　The field of vision gradually narrowed in the gap of the closing door.

　　Finally it becomes a narrow gap.

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