Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[Late summer of the 411th year of the Kakuryū calendar.]

We bid farewell to Dabu City, farewell to Emily, and farewell to that bloody farce.

The carriage continued westward.

No, it's no longer a carriage—it's a pony, a cart, a king, and a witch.

"Couldn't you have chosen a more normal name?" Luo Qixi sat on the cart, swinging her legs back and forth, planning to buy more grain from the shop in front.

"I bestow upon it the name 'Omakiri,' a supreme honor." I sat at the helm, gripping the reins, as if I were driving a war chariot, not a cart. Unfortunately, Omakiri was not pleased with the name and was completely unruly.

"What a weird name! It doesn't like it either. Let's change it."

"Alright. 'Omachiri' is a bit of a mouthful, from now on we'll call it 'Mambo'."

"..." Luo Qixi sighed, took another bite of the apple, "Never mind, at least it's better than the last one."

By the time they left the city, the cart was piled high with supplies—tents, sleeping bags, water bladders, dry rations, iron pots…and a large amount of sugar.

This time we're going to a remote place, and we don't know how long we'll be staying, so we need to be fully prepared. At the very least, we can't let Luo Qixi down.

Mambo walked slowly along the dirt road. The wheels crunched over the gravel, making a monotonous creaking sound, which, mixed with the sound of the wind and the birdsong from the distant fields, sounded like some kind of ancient lullaby.

The wheat in the fields was ripe for harvest, a golden expanse. In the distance, the windmills turned slowly, and green meadows dotted the gentle slopes stretching to the horizon. Mambo pulled his cart through the fields, while Loki and I leaned against the cargo, our hands behind our heads, watching the clouds drift by overhead.

The scenery is beautiful. The girl next to me is also beautiful.

Wang was happy to be able to share this scenery with her.

This trip was really great.

This includes those robbers who jump out to rob children when they see them, but are actually there to give them money.

"Suddenly, I feel that traveling with the witch sister for the rest of my life wouldn't be so bad."

"I'd be more than willing to in the future." Loki turned to look at me, sunlight falling on her face. "It's just that a genius like you is wasting your talent as an adventurer with me. You should be a great researcher, driving the world's development and becoming famous."

"Why does the witch want to be an adventurer?"

"Hehe~~~ This is a secret." She chuckled foolishly, a faint blush rising on her face.

I am probably aware of the reason.

Because, as the storybook describes, adventurers in the labyrinth share hardships and develop feelings for each other.

She'd read plenty of those kinds of stories. She was a girl full of dreams... well, a young girl.

Luo Qixi smiled. Her eyes crinkled into crescents as she smiled, her blue pupils reflecting the clouds in the sky.

Why is my face so hot...?

I immediately turned my face away, pretending to be looking at the road.

This guy's smile is just too... unfair.

[Ten days later, at the beach]

The next ten days were as uneventful as the waves of wheat on a field. We traveled by day and camped at night. I, the king, was in charge of building houses with earth magic, while the witch sister was in charge of cooking soup.

Occasionally, they would encounter passing caravans and exchange information; occasionally, they would encounter inconsiderate individuals and simply deal with them.

The sea is closer than I imagined.

Or rather, the world is much smaller than I imagined. Starting from Dabu City and heading west, passing through several hills and sparse forests, the air begins to smell faintly salty.

On the tenth day at noon, we climbed over the last low hill—

The sea appeared right before my eyes.

There wasn't that overwhelming sense of awe that would elicit a shout of "Wow!", but rather a quiet, speechless vastness. The grey-blue water stretched to the horizon, merging seamlessly with the sky, making it impossible to distinguish where the sea ended and the sky began.

The waves crashed against the beach, making a soft, rustling sound. The white foam shimmered in the sunlight, breaking into countless tiny pearls.

"So beautiful..." Luo Qixi stood on the cart, tiptoed, put her hand to her forehead, and squinted as she gazed into the distance. "I haven't seen the sea in so long."

"Has the witch sister come here before?"

"Not here. I've seen the sea when I came from the Demon Continent by ship a long time ago, but the area outside the shipping lanes was the territory of the sea creatures. Even getting too close on the beach could result in being attacked by monsters. It feels completely different from here."

"Although we still need to travel north along the coastline to the Crimson Dragon's Upper Jaw, let's rest today and go to the beach together. My butt is about to break from all the bouncing; I need to relax."

"Haha, that's what I think too~"

I took off my shirt and shoes, put EA on the shore, walked into the sea, and lay down. Cool waves surged up, covering my chest, and then receded.

Unlike me, Luo Qixi didn't soak in the sea; she simply took off her boots and walked barefoot in the shallow water.

I watched her retreating figure.

Tiny feet tread on the sand, occasionally being gently submerged by the waves.

Then, following the line of sight, one looks at the curve of the calf, slender yet toned.

Further up, the sea breeze blew her light blue hair, which looked like translucent threads in the sunlight.

Her profile was bathed in a golden light, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips curved involuntarily.

The king rejoiced over the beautiful things before him.

"Trevor?" She turned her head and noticed me looking at her. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No." I quickly looked away and cleared my throat. "I just think that she truly lives up to her reputation as the witch I've chosen; even her appearance is the best in the world."

The Shadow Lord battleship launched a direct attack.

"Eh?" The girl blushed, but quickly laughed again. "Hahaha~~~ It's nice to be complimented on my looks, but I still have some doubts about your taste. You treat little Sylphie like a brother, and you look down on Emily."

"I'll be even happier if you praise me when you're older... probably." She paused for a moment after saying that, then quickly turned around to pick up seashells.

The Shadow Lord was sunk.

Filled with sadness and disappointment, it sank to the bottom of the sea.

Tch, they actually treat me like a child...

Fortunately, at least the relationship hasn't gotten worse...

I returned to the shore, used earth magic to build a sunshade and two rough deck chairs, and lay down.

We rested for a long time until the sun began to set.

The sunlight was no longer glaring, only a warm red remained. The sea calmed down, like a giant mirror, reflecting the red clouds filling the sky.

Luo Qixi stood by the water, her bare feet treading on the soft, wet sand. A section of her skirt was wet from the seawater, clinging to her ankles and outlining her slender figure.

The setting sun cast its warm orange glow upon her, bathing her in a soft light. Her light blue hair shimmered with a faint purple hue under the red light, like the most ambiguous color on the evening horizon. Her profile was outlined with a gentle golden edge, and the shadows of her eyelashes fell on her cheekbones, trembling slightly with each blink.

She bent down and drew something on the wet sand with her fingers. The sea breeze blew her hair in front of her face, and she casually tucked it behind her ear, revealing her earlobes, which were translucent in the sunset—thin and pink, as if you could see the blood flowing inside.

"Trevor!" she suddenly turned and called out to me, "Look, I drew your face on it."

I stood up and walked over.

The sand drawing depicts a crooked, round face with a few scattered lines on its head—presumably hair. Its eyes are uneven, one large and one small, and its mouth is a wavy line, making it appear angry.

"...How could I be so ugly?"

"It didn't really look like it before." Luo Qixi tilted her head and looked at it. "But it does now."

"..."

Luo Qixi laughed. Her laughter mingled with the sound of the waves and was carried away by the sea breeze.

The king and the witch played around for a while until the sun had completely set.

"Let's go," she called from afar. "It's getting dark; we should find a place to camp."

"Yes, madam witch."

I caught up with her and watched her back.

The tips of her ears were red.

—It wasn't the setting sun that shone on it.

Behind me, the last ray of light disappeared into the horizon. One by one, the stars lit up, as if someone had scattered a handful of diamonds across the sky.

The sea breeze continued to blow, carrying a salty taste and a hint of sweetness.