Reincarnated as a Son of the Sword Saint and the Sage

Our nation, the Queendom of Raevender, was becoming more and more flourishing and busier as the population did not seem to stop increasing, especially in the capital city of Louisiana. The more our population grew, the more development we had to implement and build, creating more jobs and opportunities in the process.

Arguably, our nation's main attraction was the 100-floor Raevender Dungeon. Adventurers all over the continent came by to challenge its vastness and difficulty. We even spotted a few adventurers from another continent.

Speaking of the dungeon, today I received something related to that. A few days after the confirmation of Gabrielle's pregnancy, I suddenly got a message from Michael.

It was not something like some regular reports regarding the status of the queendom or a piece of information about something suspicious. This time, he told me that there was someone who wanted to see me again.

By the word again, it meant that I had seen this person before, and that person was named Sergei, a man who I approached before for his exceptional performance in our dungeon and even offered him to work for us.

I actually did not know what the reason was for this meetup. But I was hoping that he would finally accept my offer. Anyway, whatever the reason, I agreed to meet him.

So today, I abruptly made an appointment for him, but it was not like that. I had a tight schedule, though. One o'clock in the afternoon, I was currently in my office in one of the chambers in the palace's Ministers' North Wing, sitting on my seat with my arms on the desk while waiting for my guest.

This room was not actually my own office, though. In fact, this was the office for a Louisiana branch of our family business, the Raevender Company. Sophia usually spent her time here as she was a more capable merchant than me, but she was not here today.

I was not alone in this room while waiting for my guest. Equipped with her full armor except for the helmet, Dane, a woman of mine, was standing still by my side. She was acting as my bodyguard today, though I actually did not need one.

Speaking of Dane, I already brought her to the mansion in the dungeon and introduced her to my other women living in there. Though, I had not told her about my sexual relationship with my family,.

I still fulfill my responsibilities to her as her lover. Dane and I occasionally slept together and sometimes even alongside my personal maids.

Since we would be granting her a noble title in the future, it had been in deep thought whether I should be marrying her or not. My reasons for that were that I greedily did not want her to get married to anyone other than me.

I consulted with my fiancees about this, and they said that they did not see any major problem with it. If I were to marry her, that meant that I had to have a child with her so that Dane could pass down her title.

Well, we still had much time to think about that. Right now, I wanted to tackle this matter regarding Sergei.

Knock. Knock.

After a while, two knocks rang out from the wooden door, followed by dampened Michael's voice saying, "We are here, Your Highness. I have brought Sir Sergei with me."

In response, I replied, "Come on in."

"Please excuse our intrusion."

The door opened, and Michael politely entered the room first. He then stepped aside and held the door for the palatine-purple-haired man, Sergei, to come in before he closed the door back again.

Michael then stood next to Sergei, who were in front of my desk, and they were now standing abreast of me. Shortly after, both of them took a bow before me. As a prince as I was, I built my self-esteem and started acting confidently in front of them.

"Alright. I received a message that Sergei wanted to meet me in person. Since I have time, I made an appointment to see him today. So, what is the matter that you would like to discuss, Sergei?"

"Pardon me for taking your precious time, Your Highness." Sergei formally apologized as he bobbed his head. "But I would like to tell you that I have made my decision regarding the proposal you offered to me before. I apologized for making you wait for so long."

"Hmm, just as I thought. It was the only thing we have discussed after all. So what is your decision? Will you accept it, reject it, or do you have something else to say?"

"Your Highness, I would like to announce that I have decided to work under the Queendom of Raevender."

"I am glad that you accepted my offer. Your strength would serve a great contribution to the queendom, Sergei. But can you tell me the factors that convinced you to accept my offer?"

I did not want to be doubtful and sounded ungrateful, but I had to make sure that everything would be fine. There was nothing wrong with hearing his explanation, at least for me. Also, I wanted to hear how serious and sincere Sergei was when I said we wanted to work under us.

"About that, Your Highness. I just thought that I don't see why I would say no to your offer. Living as an adventurer is financially and physically tough, in my opinion, especially when you don't belong to a party."

"That's true."

"Also, Prince Raphael himself recognized my strength, and he was giving me a job opportunity. Working for the nation is also a great honor. That was why I decided to work for the queendom."

"That's a wonderful response you got there, Sergei. Hearing your explanation was enough to convince me that you truly deserve to be in our nation's strength. Very well, from now on, you can call yourself a queendom knight."

"Thank you so much, Your Highness!" Putting his right fist on his chest, Sergei took a deep bow before me. "I will put my very best to fulfill the job you have given to a stranger like me."

"I get it, now, please raise your head." Sergei then eventually raised his head before I continued speaking. "Ahem. Before anything else, we will have to test your strength first. Are you okay with that?"

"Absolutely, Your Highness."

"Splendid." I stood up and then conjured a Portal. "Let's start right away."

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