Jobless Reincarnation: Sword, Magic Hat and Romance System

Chapter 67 Stagnant Points, Silphi's Deadly Question.

The snow in the village of Buena is very thick.

Two large and two small figures were faintly visible in the wind and snow. The crunching sound of their footsteps on the snow was mixed with Rudy's questioning voice.

"Uncle Roltz, what kinds of monsters are the main culprits in this riot? I'd like to launch a targeted magic attack."

Roltz led the way, with Rudy a step behind him, while Allen and Hilfi followed side by side behind the two.

Roltz glanced at the two people behind him and responded.

"Mainly D-rank monsters with high reproductive rates: Forest Snake, Giant Gnawing Rat, Sawtooth Rabbit, Frost Frog, Weasel Bear, Red-Eyed Demon Monkey, Frost Weasel."

As Roltz rattled off his list of dishes, Rudy's face grew paler and paler.

"So many?"

"There are this many every year, but this year there are especially many. We should have cleaned it up properly last year. We also asked other villages for help, but the information they sent back said that they also have monster tides there."

Roltz's words, tinged with frustration, were shattered by the wind and snow.

Unlike the two people who were chatting away, Allen and Sylphie seemed rather silent.

Allen's attention was clearly not on their conversation. He casually cleared the snow around Hilfi and absentmindedly looked at the snow in the air, lost in thought.

Hilfi walked beside him, still looking petite, only reaching Allen's chest in height. She had indeed grown quite a bit taller this year, but Allen had grown even faster, making her appear slightly shorter than last year in comparison.

But time has undoubtedly left its mark on her.

She had shed many of the characteristics of a child's physique; although her clothes were still loose and baggy, her waist and legs already possessed a youthful figure. With her hands behind her back, she took large, steady steps, landing smoothly on the level ground that Allen had cleared.

Strands of green hair danced in the wind and snow, and through the gaps, reddish-brown pupils peered sideways at Allen as the mechanical snowplow advanced beside him.

crunch.

"Would using fire magic be better?"

The sounds of Roltz and Rudy talking mingled with the rustling of snow. Hilfi pulled her gaze away from Allen's profile, suddenly took a large step forward, stood to Allen's side, and turned to look into Allen's eyes.

"Allen, is something bothering you lately?"

Allen was taken aback and looked at Hilfi's little face, which was red from the cold.

"Huh? No? Why do you ask?"

The next moment, Hilfi jumped up slightly, her hair flying as she reached out and gently poked his brow with her finger.

With a soft thud, she stepped back, her back to Allen, as he stared at her in disbelief.

A soft, slow, and deliberate voice, full of personal charm, drifted into Allen's ears.

"If you don't have any worries, why have you been frowning so much for the past six months? And why have you become so quiet?"

"Is that so?"

Hilfi tilted her head, gazing serenely at Allen's deliberately relaxed brows.

"It's not just that you've become much quieter, even your eyes have become a bit strange, as if there's something very distant right in front of you, Allen, that you're always trying to grasp, but you just can't."

Alan met Hilfi's gaze through the snowflakes swept by the wind.

In their line of sight, snow and dust were intertwined.

[Current stage: Early childhood; Cumulative participation score: 90 points.]

[It seems like you're only one step away from a perfect score, but often that crucial step is an insurmountable chasm.]

Allen looked at the system panel that appeared, and even though it showed Hilfi's face, he couldn't manage a smile.

one Year.

Ninety points is still ninety points.

no progress.

For the past year, he has been using his usual methods to constantly improve his relationship with the Paul family, without any indication of a rating increase.

He even went to Mrs. Somar's place to spend money.

Um... I won't go into details about how the wife was too big and too enthusiastic, and got scared away.

And now, childhood is only six months away from ending.

He was somewhat anxious.

Whether the positioning system is good or not is secondary; what frustrates him is the feeling of being just a little bit short but never quite reaching it.

"I'm telling you, system, all you keep saying is 'a world of difference,' and every time I ask for details you immediately run away. Can you give me some concrete hints?"

The panel remained frozen for a long time before finally reorganizing the text.

Honestly, letting yourself get caught up in the trouble might actually be beneficial, but if I tell you exactly how, you might never get those ten points.

"Are you trying to be a riddle reader? Speak properly."

[Allen, you're too rational, too focused on results, fond of logic, and adept at summarizing patterns. You want to understand everything clearly before making subconscious choices that prioritize self-interest.]

[I understand this is related to the social environment before your transmigration, and your experience of relying on aid to get into university from an orphanage has fueled this mentality. This mentality has indeed given you some 'abilities,' and you have indeed acquired healing magic runes because of these 'abilities'; your quick response and solution to the infidelity incident won you the favor of Lilia, Senis, and the others; and you have accumulated a large number of points.]

However, this does not mean you are on the right path.

Do you understand what I mean?

The densely packed "future vision" on the "memorandum" page in the bedroom flashed through Allen's mind. He was stunned and speechless. He wanted to refute the system, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them for a long time.

Consider each choice rationally, select the "optimal" solution for the current situation, and play the role of an emotionally stable "adult".

Aren't all office workers like this?

Is there anything wrong with seeking advantage and avoiding harm?

As Allen murmured to himself, the panel seemed to no longer want to communicate with him, and a gust of wind blew by, dissipating it in the snow.

Hilfi, who was walking backwards to get a clearer look at Allen's expression, noticed that Allen hadn't responded to her for a long time. So she shifted her gaze from Allen's face to the fresh snow on her feet and slowly spoke.

"Allen...could it be..."

The soft, sweet voice 'awakened' Allen from his shock, and he blinked, his expression somewhat bewildered.

"I was so busy arguing with the system that I forgot I was still talking to Sylphie. She actually noticed something was wrong with me? 'Something distant yet unattainable'—that's a very accurate description."

"Huh? Wait a minute, could it be that the gentle and understanding young form of Mother White in the future could offer some constructive advice?"

Thinking this, Allen snapped out of his confusion and looked down at Hilfi, waiting for her unfinished words.

Hilfi lowered her eyelids, looking at the snow at her feet.

Could it be that...?

Allen nodded, repeating in his mind, "Could it be..."

"Are you missing Teacher Luo Qixi?"

I miss Luo.

"Um? 』

Allen, who had been silently reciting a few words, was taken aback.

The wind and snow continued to ravage him.

But he found the surroundings to be unusually quiet at that moment.

Then, she realized with surprise what Sylphie was talking about.

"Huh??? No, what do you mean I have something I want to grab but can't because I miss Luo Qixi? Does that logic even make sense?"

He opened his mouth to argue with Hilfi, but then he was stunned when he looked up.

Roltz and Rudy had stopped walking and were now turning to look at Allen.

The two, one large and one small, with completely different stances, had strikingly similar expressions.

It's very solemn.

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(End of this chapter)