The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

"Yes, Princess ..." The maid answered while lowering her head.

Seeing this, the princess showed a charming smile, "Thank you, you can return to duty." She hinted back to the other maids to treat her hair again.

"Are you going to register there too, princess?" asked one of the maids while combing her silky hair.

"Hehehe ..." With her big shiny blue eyes, the princess chuckled as she showed a confused expression at the same time, "Of course?" she then saw the shadow of herself in the mirror.

Her long, flowing hair groomed by her maids, with a beautiful face and sharp nose and white skin that was as clear as milk, made her very suitable as a royal princess.

Right now, she's only wearing underwear, with her dress hanging by the side. "I promised to Clark by the way ..."

While saying this, the princess held her cheek in a daze, exposing her long, white, and smooth legs.

* knock * * knock *

Suddenly, a knock on the door made everyone who was in this room look at the door.

"Princess Elizabeth, the lunch is ready," A male servant's voice sounded from outside the room.

"Please wait, Miss Elizabeth is being dressed." Answered one of the maids who were taking the dress hanging beside Elizabeth.

"We wait for your arrival at the dining room; I will convey this message to the king ..." The male servant answered while the sound of his footsteps getting farther away...

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Meanwhile, in a room in the south of the city, near the guild building.

The room has a dining table set with four chairs located in the middle. There is also a mini kitchen located in the corner of the room, attached to the wall. It has the floor and wooden walls, which are decorated with several cooking utensils hanging on it. 

At the table, a family was eating their food a while chatting. A middle-aged man laughs while holding a fork and spoon in his hand.

"Hahaha, you have a unique idea, son," the man looked at his son, who was sat across the table.

His son is about 10 years old, has longer hair slightly with a neat comb facing back. When compared to Desmond, maybe this boy had more prominent and shapely muscles.

This family mostly wears cowhide clothes, but the arms and legs are made of sheep's hair.

While a woman who seemed like the mother of this family took the plate in front of the middle-aged man while chuckling,

She has hair tied back one dark brown and a small necklace that hangs around her neck. "Good boy ..." she shook her head at the idea of ​​her son.

"By the way, have you got bodyguards for your trip later?" "Asked another middle-aged man. He sat in the middle seat, which made him the center of attention.

He had long hair, which was tied together. With his glasses pressed against his face, he stared at the boy who was beside him.

This question made the middle-aged man opposite the boy show a sad expression and sigh, "Sigh, we haven't found them yet ..."

"My father and I have searched and waited all day in the guild, but not a single mercenary is willing to take this job." The boy answered; his dark green eyes showed a deep sadness.

Hearing this, the bespectacled man became astonished and asked, "Eh? This morning while I was on guard, I saw mercenaries escorting a group that said they wanted to go to the city of Helmfirth. "

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"EH ??" The father and son opened their mouths wide at the statement from this bespectacled man.

The father approached the bespectacled man and grabbed his shoulder, "Is that true? Don't joke brother, I've been looking with my son all day, and the result is...

"Everyone is ignorant of us after hearing that we want to go to Helmfirth city." He widened his eyes, and even the bespectacled man could smell his breath.

"Get away from me first, brother." Smelling his brother's scent makes felt disgusted.

Only the woman who was washing the dishes in the kitchen responded to this situation calmly, whether she understood it or not ...

"Your information is accurate, but this mercenaries ..." He hesitated, looked away while scratching his cheek.

His behavior made the father and son furious.

"But those are famous mercenaries, right?" the woman who had been washing the dishes came over while also sit between her husband and her son.

"Yes ..." the bespectacled man answered hesitantly.

Hearing this, the older brother snorted, " If it was a famous mercenary, it was certain that they would accept it; I might guess their pay is very high for that job."

Looking at his helpless father, the boy clenched his fists and looked at his father, " There is only one way, father."

Seeing the look from his son, the father sighed, "Yeah, that's only the way, and it's only our hope." There is nothing better than allowing their children to develop and earn the jobs they deserve.

He was still unfamiliar with living with and like the common people, therefore until now, he still had no desire to have anything to do with the kingdom.

The boy felt relieved and embarrassed at the same time because he had to rely on his childhood friend; he then went to his yard and turned around. " Let's practice, uncle."

Even though he has successfully arrived at the academy, there were still tests waiting for him to enter and become a full student.

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At the same time in another mansion.

A boy with short spiky hair in cream color was seen cross-legged on the floor of the room, closing his eyes.

His eyebrows raised, showing that he was concentrating while also not wearing the top, revealing a sword-cut on his left chest.

Meanwhile, a middle-aged man was seen holding an empty bottle and standing right beside the boy, observing his expression.

"How is it?" asked the middle-aged man, spinning the bottle in his hand.

"Ugh ... this hurts a little father ..." The boy replied with a pained expression; he still closed his eyes.