Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 567 Many Things Will Happen in the Future
The value of life lies in existence itself.

Lost in a daze, Aisha drifted into a dream.

Sweet dreams keep one asleep.

I slept until 11 a.m. the next day.

She groggily opened her eyes, shielding her eyes from the glaring sunlight streaming in through the window. She sat up, looked around, and mumbled:

"Did you drink too much last night? Why are you having such a sweet dream? Go... go back to sleep a little longer."

She staggered to the bedside, threw herself onto it, and waved her hands wildly: "Merna, Merna. Give me water. I'm thirsty."

Her response was silence.

Aisha frowned and then suddenly opened her eyes!

She sprang out of bed, turned to look at the wall clock beside her, and her expression revealed a grave misfortune:
"Oh no, oh no, oh no, I overslept!! Today is my first day as the housekeeper, how come I'm only waking up now? I clearly wanted to ask the maids to boil water for my brother and sister before I went to sleep!!"

She rushed towards the door, but tripped over her half-undone skirt and fell flat on her face.

A flash of green light appeared, and the bruises on her face disappeared instantly. Aisha skipped towards the door, picking up the scattered items on the ground: a bow belt, a bra that Allen had personally chosen, a hair tie, and a pair of torn-off lace-up panties. She glanced at the full-length mirror beside her and tidied her appearance.

With a click, the door opened.

Aisha turned her head to look at Hilfi's room next to her; the door was tightly closed.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"Is he still sleeping because it was too late yesterday? That's alright."

She quickly composed herself, put on a stern face, and strode down the brightly lit corridor, preparing to head downstairs to find the maids.

She asked yesterday and learned that the maids only serve their masters upstairs at night, and come downstairs to do their own work during the day.

For example, sweeping and mopping the floor, wiping tables, chairs, and stair railings.

I stepped into the stairwell.

The four or five maids surrounding them were instantly terrified and hurriedly offered their greetings.

Aisha scanned their faces, stepped downstairs, and as she brushed past them, she coldly said:

"You dare to gossip about the master in private? Alifa is the young master's personal maid. What are you people doing making fun of her here?"
Except for Arifah, all of you shall kneel before Madam Hilda to receive your punishment. I am new here and will not use the house rules to pressure you. You shall all submit to Madam Hilda's judgment.

If I ever see you again, remember this: the Bereas family is the Bereas family, and the other nobles you served are other nobles. Don't bring your bad habits from there, otherwise…”

Aisha's words ended there.

The maids turned pale and could only nod and agree, bowing as maids as they went downstairs.

Aisha walked briskly down the corridor, and when she turned a corner, she saw the restaurant, but her steps faltered.

Hilda was seen leaning against the kitchen door on one side of the restaurant, looking into the kitchen with a smile.

She heard footsteps and turned to look.

Aisha noticed faint dark circles under Hilda's eyes.

"Aisha, you're awake. I just saw some maids coming over to receive their punishment. I've made them work as gardeners in the back garden for a week. The atmosphere in the capital is decadent, and managing servants can't be done overnight. It's better to proceed gradually. What do you think?"

Aisha was a little flustered: "I'm sorry, Madam. I used a lot of magic yesterday while traveling, so I'm a little too tired."

Hilda chuckled. "Didn't you sleep well? I didn't sleep well either."

Aisha was taken aback.

Then a helpless sigh came from the kitchen: "Mom."

Hilda smiled and waved her hand: "You two chat, Aisha. You think of yourself as a housekeeper, but we don't. You're the daughter of the Notos family and Allen's savior. I understand you want a proper status in this home, so don't be too formal."

After hearing these words, Aisha looked into Hilda's eyes and felt as if her thoughts had been read perfectly into her.

yes.
The Notos family's trajectory this time is completely different from the one in the previous life, which was led by Eren's brother's continued survival and the resulting decline due to a lack of successors after Eren and Rudy's brother left.

Rudy's brother, father, and mother's lives are destined to be completely changed.

If she doesn't find a reason to stay by her brother's side, she'll definitely end up having to handle some clan affairs for the Nottos family under the title of the Nottos family's daughter.

That kind of development is unacceptable.

For Aisha, who used her brain every day in her previous life, staying by Eren's side without having to think was the ideal 'retirement' life.

While she was thinking this, Hilda walked over and patted Aisha's shoulder affectionately. Then, her gaze lingered on Aisha's well-proportioned figure before she left with an ambiguous smile.

Aisha:
"Is that Aisha? Come and help me out, I'm making lunch."

Aisha snapped out of her daze, frowned, and stepped into the kitchen:

"Why is it still my brother who's cooking? This kind of thing should be left to the servants."

She was only halfway through her sentence when Aisha stared blankly at Allen's retreating figure.

In my sight, he was wearing an apron, preparing the ingredients beside him, then turned and smiled at me, waving. This scene clearly appeared in my dream.

"Since the gods and humans have backed down, I can't be careless when it comes to cooking. I'll go to Alsteed this afternoon and ask for a magic tool with an antidote spell, just in case the gods and humans get desperate and retaliate against me."

Although poisoning can be cured with antidotes, given the current situation—you and Sylphie are resting, Rudy is at home, and if I were to go out as well—it would be better to plan ahead.

"Don't let a mouse dart out from some corner."

"There are no rats!!"

"Ah"

Allen laughed off the idea that Aisha wouldn't get any leftovers.

Aisha walked up to Allen.

After handing Aisha a basket of vegetables, the latter casually asked:

"Did you rest well last night? Silphie is still asleep."

Aisha's eyes darted away: "...It's alright."

Allen coughed awkwardly.

Yesterday, I did act a bit crazy because I hadn't seen Hilfi for so long. I didn't even cast a silencing barrier spell. But then I thought about it, and realized that this was commonplace in Ars, so it didn't really matter.

Aisha had absolutely no desire to talk about this and abruptly changed the subject: "I haven't seen Lord Philip since last night."

Allen paused in his work: "He said he went drinking with Uncle Roltz. He came back this morning and we talked for a while."

Aisha nodded.

Allen added, "Still the same old story, always thinking about the rise and fall of Boreas, but this time when he came back, he was much more friendly."

He couldn't help but chuckle at the look on Philip's face—a look of bewilderment at his hair, followed by a hint of expectation for his son's approval.

Yes, "Memory and Marriage" is indeed a love story.

Hilda just needed to get the conversation going, so she set up a prelude to guide the dialogue.

This idea was Philip's.

The hero's story was also made up by Philip.

This father's mind is always full of convoluted and complicated things.

It's somewhat similar to my own style of doing things.

Aisha, washing vegetables, glanced sideways at Allen's broad shoulders: "Oh, that's great. Speaking of which, brother, are you worried about the God of Man? Shouldn't you hurry up and learn from Orsteed how to improve your Dragon Saint Battle Qi? I have a feeling that the God of Man won't be at peace for long this time, after all, time is quite unfavorable for Him."

The more He allowed His brother to slowly increase His strength, the smaller His chances of winning would become.

But I can't think of any other cards He can use. The Papal faction of the Temple of Milis is nothing to my brother anymore.

As for the Cardinals who wield the power of the Divine Child, I am confident I can persuade them to remain neutral.

Allen imagined the appearance of the God of Destruction Allen and scoffed:
“The Cardinals are unlikely to remain neutral; they are either our irreconcilable enemies or our staunchest allies. There is no third option.”

Aisha smiled:
"Brother is still so confident. It seems he already has a plan."

Allen nodded:

"Once things settle down here, I'll go to the Temple of Milis and sound them out."

Aisha gave a nasal "hmm".

A period of silence.

She lowered her eyes and spoke:

"The matter here refers to my brother's wedding, right? After all, Auersted is also very anxious, and I think my brother clearly wants to take a break for a while."

In the royal capital, rumors about my brother's marriage are circulating in great detail, and it seems we'll soon witness the grand wedding of my brother, Sister Sylphie, Sister Isorti, and Sister Loki.

Allen's lips twitched.

"To be honest, I don't really feel like getting married yet, but it's good to take a break, I've been too exhausted lately."

Aisha blinked, her face slightly flushed.
"What will happen if Sister Sylphie has a child if we don't get married?"

Allen looked up at the kitchen ceiling:
"It's unlikely to be that serious, like having a baby."

upstairs.

Hilfi's bedroom.

White hair lay scattered haphazardly on the bed, while the girl remained fast asleep in her dream.

(End of this chapter)