Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[Izeruti's Perspective]

About two weeks ago

[Lanoa Magic Kingdom - A Bandit Camp]

"Nora...Claudia...I'm sorry..."

The person who said those words was blown in two from the waist up, with only some flesh on one side connecting the two halves...

The corpse...

He was the last enemy of this human trafficking gang; the others were either dead or had escaped.

In the end, only he was left fighting me.

He wasn't particularly strong, but I still had a tough fight with him because I was so tired...

In the end, it was my sword tip that pierced his waist first, then I infused the sword with magic, and he was blown apart by the sudden compressed air...

I stood in front of him and listened attentively to his last words.

He murmured that name, his voice growing softer and softer until it vanished like a candle blown out by the wind...

That must be someone he cares about, right?

Even such a villain, would he think about this kind of thing before he dies?

I'm so tired...

But now is not the time to rest. It's getting dark. We need to calm the kidnapped children first, then find food for the camp, and then cook...

We need to try to cheer up.

They're counting on me now...

[After a short period of time]

It was already dark.

The nights in the mountains get cold very quickly, and the light from the campfire reflected on the children's faces, blurring their expressions.

There are a total of 8 children, the youngest being three years old and the oldest being seven years old.

We were lucky this time; the older child was very sensible and could cook, so having her help made things much easier.

It didn't take much effort to appease the children and prepare the meal. The next task was to figure out how to get them home.

There are two more orphans who need to be sent to the Milis Church, but...

There are too many orphans; it might take even longer and more visits to find a suitable home...

Several children ate too quickly and choked...

I wanted to get up and pour them some water...

......

This isn't a big deal; they can handle it themselves, right?

and.....

I'm so tired...

It's too late now. We can loot the campsite tomorrow after dawn. Let's get some rest for today.

I went back to their leader's tent. The bed in that tent looked the most comfortable; I really wanted to get a good night's sleep there...

But a long time passed...

I can't sleep...

Is it because there was a corpse on the floor?

Or was it because of the blood and fragments of internal organs on his body?

But I really don't have the energy to deal with it now. Anyway, it's already dried, so let it be...

Besides, this isn't my bed, and it's not my blanket, so I can just make do for one night...

Why...

I still can't sleep...

I rubbed my eyes with my hands, but my face was scratched by my rough hands.

These hands now have calluses, scratches, and frostbite cracks, and the nail crevices are filthy.

No, I should say I was filthy from head to toe...

Ha ha ha ha......

At least she's not like the pampered young lady of a noble knight anymore, which is good...

It looks really good now...

Knights...

Knights of honor, wisdom, generosity, valor, and compassion...

I used to think of knights as the embodiment of all virtues in the world, and I would remind myself to become such a person every time I bowed.

but......

Why is loyalty the most important quality for a Water God Knight before achieving those other things?

For a knight, everything must give way to loyalty.

Loyalty itself is not wrong, but what if the object of loyalty is wrong?

What if the person you are loyal to asks you to protect a villain or to parry your own granddaughter's sword?

All the virtues built upon loyalty...

It all turned into a bunch of lies...

After returning to the capital with my grandmother, I locked myself in my room and thought about it for a long time before I finally understood the key to this...

Then I remembered what Jax had mentioned about the first water god...

I searched for his story for a long time before I finally learned that the first water god was not a knight.

The words of praise he received were given to him because of his actions, by those he protected...

He possessed all those virtues, even if he weren't a knight...

He certainly wouldn't want the current Shuishenliu to become what it is today, would he?

Because that's what I think...

I feel so ashamed to see those guys smugly serving as bastards' dogs.

Because I actually wanted to be like them before...

Therefore, I stole the profound secrets left behind by the first water god, so that these powers would no longer become accomplices to evil.

So I ran away with those things.

I instinctively headed towards the Holy Land of Swords.

I want to find Nina, I want to tell her everything that's happened to me lately...

The death of Jax...

Grandma's betrayal...

The true face of that traitor...

And then there are all those thoughts churning in my heart, thoughts I can't share with anyone...

I long for her to put her arm around my shoulder like she used to, let me have a good cry, and then comfort me with those words that make me both angry and amused.

But......

On the way there, I heard...

In the land where the gods descended, a divine being appeared and resurrected a hero from the land of sword saints.

Will Mr. Jacks be the one resurrected?

It may be, or it may not be.

If not, at most I'll just be a little disappointed.

But if...

If it really is him, how could I possibly face him?

Back then...

Even though I wasn't involved in what Grandma did, I still sided with both Grandma and that bastard, and then left with Grandma...

I didn't even dare to look back at Miss Eileen and Sherry...

No need for other people's opinions...

Even if I have an excuse...

I despise myself from that time...

I should still care about Mr. Jacks, right?

Although we are the same age, I always unconsciously treat him as an elder or an older brother.

But I also know that he's not interested in me, and is even avoiding me.

Before, when we were at the beach, I always tried different ways to stay by his side, but now...

It's my turn to avoid him...

So if I can't go to the Sword Sanctuary, I plan to go to the Magic University first.

Because the first water god was also a very powerful magician.

But going to school there requires tuition, and I don't have that much money, so I plan to do what Mr. Jacks suggested: wipe out some bandit camps and loot some ill-gotten gains.

But......

Making money doesn't actually happen that fast...

When I destroyed the first bandit den, I encountered a group of children. I couldn't just leave them there to fend for themselves. Since I had already started, I might as well finish it.

The result was that it took a lot of time to settle them in, and the spoils we found were mostly addictive things like anesthetic powder, which I naturally wouldn't sell.

At first I just burned those things, but the result was...

Ugh......

Honestly, these guys are a nuisance even in death...

I know that if I go to Uncle Gar or Miss Eileen and ask them for help, they will definitely help me.

But that might expose my whereabouts, and I really don't have the face to see them.

And it seems pretty good like this now...

Although it was tough, I was truly doing my best to help those in need, but...

I don't know when it started, but I always find myself paying attention to the last words of bandits I kill.

People always change when they realize they are about to die.

I rolled over and looked at the corpse of the robber I had killed on the floor.

Even this guy who swore a lot when he was fighting me, before he died, he must have been thinking about and muttering the names of the people he cared about, right?

Among those I killed, some were afraid, some regretted it, some cursed, and some even murmured certain names...

but......

Nobody is like Mr. Jacks...

[Hey...you guys...are you...satisfied with this kind of world? I...not at all...so I must change it...to replace me who failed to change everything...]

......

The more last words I heard, the more I realized how special Mr. Jax was...

He's so mysterious. I have absolutely no idea what he's thinking or pondering.

He would suddenly stop moving and start thinking without you even noticing.

When he is thinking, sometimes a smile appears on his lips, and sometimes a hint of sorrow.

What were his feelings when he said those words in the face of death?

Why do I always burst into tears when I think about these things?

He left things unfinished, and I am still alive.

What I'm doing now is far from enough.

but......

I'm so tired...

Tears streamed down my face, soaking my pillow, but now was not the time to cry.

I'm alive......

I have a lot to do tomorrow...

I need to conserve my energy and get some rest, so I curled myself up into a ball...

only......

I'm so tired...

【now】

Some time ago, after I mustered my courage, I took those children to the town.

Then I heard the news.

[The Flash Sword Saint will challenge the god who resurrected him in the Land of the Gods.]

Suddenly, I burst into laughter, and tears streamed down my face.

He is still alive!

That's good...

No! Why would he want to...?

Things went smoothly from there, and it didn't take much effort for me to help those children find a home.

Then they rushed over without stopping.

I finally arrived at the place where we first met.

When I arrived, I witnessed a battle that seemed straight out of a myth.

Blue meteors rained down from the sky like a storm, while countless stone swords on the ground collided with them, leaving golden trails.

The shockwave blew my hair, which I hadn't washed in ages, all over my head.

Finally, I arrived at the beach where I first met him. It was crowded with people. Like everyone else, I looked up and watched as Jax and Alucard broke through the clouds like two shooting stars and continued their battle in the unseen sky.

Lightning flashed within the clouds, thunder roared down, and shockwaves continuously emanated from above, churning the cumulonimbus clouds into a massive vortex.

Then......

A familiar person appeared beside me...

Nina, Uncle Gar, Little Shirley, Miss Irene...

And Grandma...

I instinctively tried to dodge, but Nina rushed up and grabbed my hand.

"Don't go..."

"..."

Then, she hugged me tightly with both arms...

And it was actually her who cried...

How embarrassing...

This is so embarrassing...

I look like a homeless person now...

How did they recognize me when I looked like this...?

Everyone was watching the battle in the sky, and they must have been looking for me the whole time, right?

Grandma's silver hair was blowing wildly in the sea breeze, and I didn't want to see her at all...

she......

They didn't come over...

She stood not far away, bent over, her figure looking much more disheveled and much older...

The downpour came at just the right time...

Um......

That's fine...

Now I have something I'd rather witness firsthand.

No one left when the rain poured down.

The rain was bitterly cold, and the sea breeze made it even colder. I could only wrap my cloak tightly around myself and stand motionless.

Finally, the two figures broke through the clouds and engaged in a fierce battle in the torrential rain.

Explosions lit up the sky every now and then, shockwaves erupted and dissipated repeatedly, each clash briefly tearing open a vacuum in the rain curtain before being immediately filled by a new downpour.

The two of them flew magically through the sky, attacking and defending each other, with Mr. Jax even chasing after Alucard.

That's amazing...

How can a person fly?

But even something as absurd as this seems to make sense when it comes to Mr. Jacks.

but......

Mr. Jacks suddenly found himself at a disadvantage...

Was Alucard deliberately feigning weakness before?

He was caught in Alucard's great loop and then a violent explosion occurred behind him.

My fingernails dug into my palm, sending waves of pain through me.

In the ensuing battle, Mr. Jax lost his speed advantage and could only struggle to hold on with his shield.

Alucard was likely holding back, only managing to force him back to the beach.

They landed back on the beach.

Mr. Jacks knelt on the ground, his clothes tattered, his shield half broken, the rapier I knew so well nowhere to be found, and his cloak torn into strips that fluttered in the wind.

Alucard remained safely suspended high in the sky.

It seems Mr. Jacks has lost.

But as long as he's alright, that's all that matters...

Just as I was thinking this...

He didn't know what he talked about with Alucard, but he stood up again and drew his last sword from his waist.

Then......

The sword is glowing...

Countless tiny golden rays began to converge from all around—from the beach, from the meadow, from the forest, and even from the palm of my hand...

Tiny golden specks of light emerged from my fingertips, drifting slowly like fireflies toward the sword that Jax had raised.

"What exactly is this?"

Uncle Gar's voice came from the side, and Miss Eileen, who was holding Sherry, was also trembling.

"Could it be... Milis's Holy Sword?"

Milis's... Holy Sword?

That's a story that isn't just known to the Milisans.

That is a legend written in everyone's heart.

A thousand years ago, during the first great war between humans and demons, the saint Milis unleashed a full-force strike that cleaved the Blue Dragon Mountain Range in two, before continuing for hundreds of kilometers to slay the Demon King.

The mark left by that sword is still known to the world as the Holy Sword Path. The remaining magic power keeps demons away, making it the most sacred miracle in this world.

But the Holy Sword...

Uncle Gar: "But wasn't the Holy Sword lost?"

Eileen: "Perhaps, this is fate."

Nina: "What are you talking about?"

Well, it seems not everyone knows that story...

"That was the strongest sword strike in the world. With the light in people's hearts, it cleaved out the path of the Holy Sword."

That gleaming sword...

It is the light emanating from the hearts of all people who cherish lofty ideals, past, present, and future...

Even in death, the tragic yet sublime dream he cherished remains in the magic of this world...

And that sword…

I don't need to explain any further; Jack's loud shouts have already reached us...

[This is it!!!]

[That glorious path that once led to the pursuit of miracles!!!]

[Behold the crystallization of that will and conviction!!!]

[A sorrowful yet noble ideal!!!]

[I will not be hindered by anyone!!!]

[Until the end of the world!!!]

[Let this moment be etched in our memories once more!]

[This sword is precisely—]

[Ex——culiber! ! ! ! ! ]

The light blew through his brown hair like the wind.

The warm and bright gold, like flowing water, gathered in his hands and spread continuously into the sky.

Everything in the world seemed so small and so dark under that light.

Then he raised the sword above his head with both hands, assuming the standard upper stance of the Sword God School, and swung it down firmly.

Two enormous energies collided in mid-air, and judging from the result, Jax won.

The gentle light sliced ​​the crimson light in two, then surged forward and engulfed Alucard.

That sword dispelled all the darkness, the slash continued to extend forward, the sky was cut in two, the torrential rain was dispersed, and the blue sky was revealed again.

Although I was still wet, my heart had warmed up.

That's fine...

I finally understand...

I felt a sense of peace I had never felt before...

Let's leave. I don't want to say anything more to Grandma...

but......

Nina caught up...

"Aren't you... going to see him? You clearly like him, right? I... accept him now. If you want to confess to him, I agree!"

"No... there's no need for that..."

"...Huh? Why?"

"Because...it's too big..."

"Um?"

"His love...was too great..."

I finally understood what he was thinking...

In their last words, everyone leaves behind what they can't let go of, right?

He must also have someone he loves, which is why he always has such a gentle smile.

And his last words...

What remains is also love...

His love was just too great, so great that it weighed heavily on people's hearts and brought them immense sorrow...

That desire to change the world, and that warm light within...

Compared to that, everything else seems so insignificant...

And that dream...

That's what I hoped for too...

so......

That's it...

Although I'm not quite sure what the next step will be.

But the result I wanted has been determined.

I want to become a true water god, to protect what is worth protecting, to change what needs to be changed, and to make this world...

Get better...

.......

hum~

Once you've found the right direction, all you need to do is figure out how to move forward.

so......

When I have enough strength, then we can become companions on the same path...

but......

Uncle Gar grabbed me and restrained me...

"I know..."

That's the way you look—you've found what you wanted and made a decision...

That's good...

This is really good...

But you're still a child, so you can rely on us useless adults more often.

"Jacks... isn't he just a child too...?"

"No! I only just discovered that it's something no human can do."

In short...

Try talking to your grandma more often...

Whether the outcome is good or bad, at least we can understand each other's thoughts, which will make you more determined, right?

"That seems... to make sense..."

"And look at yourself now, you're even wilder than the wildest monkey in our Sword Sacred Land..."

"Please...please stop talking..."

"And you seem to have a cold, don't you?"

Eh?

like......

I really feel like I'm catching a cold...

So that warm feeling I felt just now wasn't a flame igniting in my heart after all...

【after a while】

Alucard and Mr. Jax have disappeared somewhere.

I told my grandma about my plans for the future...

After we finished speaking, we remained silent for a long time.

Finally... she expressed her understanding.

She didn't ask me for the secret manuals back; instead, she gave me some money...

They also said...

She knows I hate her...

If I don't want to see her, I can practice swordsmanship at the Sacred Land of Swords...

Mr. Gal will teach me swordsmanship...

After she finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time...

She must have thought about these words for a long time, right?

If it's a provocation, she can talk about it all day long in different ways.

But now we are silent to each other.

I can feel that she loves me, but I still can't...

"It's alright, just do what you think is right, your ideals are correct..."

"Thanks......"

But just then, a violent explosion was heard again!

What happened?

Have Mr. Jax and Alucard started fighting again?

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the direction from which the explosion came!

And what emerged from the explosion was a white figure?

It must be a man!

And he can instill fear in people from a great distance!

"That's! The Dragon God! Orstide!!!"

Dragon God?!

And his speed was practically like flying close to the ground!

Behind him, Alucard and Mr. Jax were giving him a full-on chase!