Chapter 363: 16 Year Old Inglis and The Meaning of Matchmaking (15)
"HA HA-HA! It's a mouthful to say my name, isn't it? No need to strain yourself mid-battle. Just abbreviate it. Call me Jill or Duke or big brother Jill, or even Jill-bro. Whatever suits you!"
"Understood, Lord Jill," Inglis replied, her face lighting up with a smile.
Despite his high-ranking position within the Highland, his jovial demeanor wasn't what one would expect. He behaved more like a warrior or a martial artist rather than a high-ranking official.
In her past life as King Inglis, she had been too preoccupied with her duties to indulge in martial arts as she wished. Perhaps, if she had been more like Jeldegrīva, reincarnation wouldn't have been necessary.
However, such a path would have its own dilemmas. If King Inglis had been content with his life, the current Inglis Eux wouldn't exist.
She wouldn't have had the chance to meet the charming and delightful Rafinha or experience the joy of adorning beautiful dresses and admiring her own reflection. While her rebirth as a woman initially left her bewildered, living as Inglis Eux has proven to be incredibly enjoyable.
Moreover, it appeared that Jeldegrīva struggled to find chances for actual combat. Although he had undergone rigorous training for unexpected situations, such events were uncommon.
To Midlanders, the world was in constant danger due to the threat of Magic Stone Beasts and the suppressive rule of the Highlanders. However, for the Highlanders, the world seemed peaceful, free from significant threats or disputes, with a steady influx of supplies from the Midland.
Given these circumstances, being a solitary foot soldier with minimal responsibilities was indeed best, as it provided ample opportunities for real combat.