Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

"A dragon? It's just a beast. When I get serious, I can easily suppress it with one hand. If its corpse weren't useful to me, it might not even leave a trace."

Little Alice thought it was just bragging.

"Ha! You?" Alice put her hands on her hips, her chin held higher than her nose. "You can't even beat Gilead with one hand, and you're bragging about suppressing him with one hand? That dragon of yours, is it just a big lizard?"

Wang didn't stoop to the level of a child.

"Oh yes, yes, you're right, it's just a lizard."

Choosing to be a tough nut to crack definitely paid off.

She got stuck.

No more advanced words could be found.

"In short! You're not allowed to fight Gilead again!"

Looking at her puffed-up face, Wang suddenly understood something.

The Dragon King gave a crooked smile.

So it turns out they weren't trying to get revenge, but were afraid I'd take Giren away. In that case...

Alice became even more enraged by the king's gaze and reached out to strike him: "Didn't you hear me?!"

The king dodged to the side, then jumped onto Gilead's body and climbed up Gilead's body until he was riding on Gilead's neck.

The king, looking down at Alice with an irritating expression, revealed his disdain for her.

It seems my strategy worked! What's that flushed face thinking?

Is this my place? Is this the kind of treatment only I deserve? Is this what it's like to be a Tauren?

The king rejoiced in his wicked deeds.

Little Alice got so angry she cried again.

Finally, Gilead tucked the two of us children under his arms, and it was rare to see him let out a sigh of exhaustion.

By the time they returned to Roya City from outside the city, it was already quite dark.

The shops on both sides of the street lit up, and the air was filled with the aroma of freshly baked bread and stewed meat.

After arriving at the orphanage together, they finally met Luo Qixi.

She was surrounded by children like a treasure, like a mother duck surrounded by her ducklings.

Is it because you gave a lot of gifts?

Kids these days are at an age that even dogs wouldn't want, except for me.

It does not mean to disparage Gilead.

Luo Qixi glanced at me helplessly, her eyes clearly saying, "Help!"

The king received a distress signal from his witch, which he naturally could not ignore.

He immediately broke free from Gilead's grasp, then put one hand to his forehead and switched to Shadow Lord mode.

"My witch! Bring out the spoils of my slaying of the evil dragon! And while you're at it, proclaim the king's greatness to these foolish people!"

Perhaps it was the king's aura that was too strong, because all the children temporarily stopped harassing the witch and turned their attention to the king.

The witch showed a relieved expression.

"Who is that person?"

"Why are you so dirty?"

"Is he new here?"

"Not only is he an orphan, but he also has mental problems?"

"How pitiful..."

"..."

The king faced a tremendous test: he could not bow his head, or his crown would fall; he could not cry, or the villains would laugh.

The disheveled king remained motionless, attempting to rebuild his confidence.

However, he was ridiculed by Luo Qixi.

"I thought you were shameless, but it turns out you can feel embarrassed too?"

pain!It hurts so much!

Why was it that only the witch could see through my disguise...?

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Even Alice laughed.

Even a king who could suppress a dragon with one hand has lost all face today.

Wang suffered a crushing defeat today...

After presenting the gift, Philip invited him to his mansion as a gesture of hospitality.

Today, let's channel our sorrow into our appetite and devour the Boreas family into bankruptcy.

Dinner was served in the dining room of the Boreas family mansion.

The long table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and warm yellow flames danced on the silver candlesticks, casting flickering light on everyone's faces.

The cutlery was silver, the plates were porcelain, and even the napkins were folded into some kind of flower I couldn't understand.

The king sat on a chair padded with several layers of cushions, because his legs were not long enough; without the cushions, only his head would be visible.

To his left was Loki, to his right was Kyrie, and opposite him was Alice. Shoros sat in the main seat, with Philip beside him, holding a glass of red wine that gleamed in the candlelight.

The dishes were served one by one: soup, bread, roast meat, stew, and a fish of unknown origin, all presented so exquisitely that they looked like they were meant for taking pictures. Wang didn't stand on ceremony and picked up a fork to begin his meal.

"So," Philip put down his glass, looking at Loki with a smile, "how exactly was that dragon defeated? Trevor said 'suppressed it with one hand,' but our Alice doesn't quite believe it."

Alice snorted and turned her face away.

Luo Qixi swallowed the bread in her mouth, wiped the corner of her mouth, and then sighed—a sigh that carried a sense of helplessness, as if she was about to brag about him again.

"It was definitely murder," she said, her tone as flat as if she were reading a menu. "He trapped it with a spell called 'Shadow Swamp,' and then severed its neck with a dust wafer saw. The whole process took less than half a minute."

The dining table fell silent for a moment.

Alice's fork stopped in mid-air, her mouth slightly open, her eyes wide open.

"...You're lying," she said, but her voice had lost its confidence.

"I'm not lying to you." Kyrie Irvine rarely spoke, but he said without looking up as he cut the meat on his plate, "If that move really cut me, I'd die too."

Alice's fork fell into the plate with a "clink".

Wang picked up the juice in front of him—yes, juice, not wine—took a sip, and tried to appear nonchalant.

"I said it long ago," the king put down his cup, crossed his arms, "that a mere beast can be suppressed with one hand."

Luo Qixi turned her head and glanced at me, her eyes saying, "Can you please stop doing this every time?"

"Then you still lost to Gilead!" Alice finally found her point of attack, her voice rising again, "Your ass is all swollen from being spanked!"

"A friendly spar! ...It's a friendly spar!" The king cleared his throat. "I was testing a newly developed technique, not risking my life. If it really came down to risking my life—"

"You can't even lift your hand," Kyrie Irving added expressionlessly.

The king's fork also fell into the plate.

"Love does fade... I'm no longer my aunt's favorite child..."

Loki's shoulders were shaking. She was trying to hold back her laughter. Philip was trying to hold it in too. Shao Ross, however, couldn't hold back at all, and his laughter shook the chandelier.

Alice laughed the loudest, slumped onto the table, pounding her fists on the surface, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Ha! Hahaha! I'm the one Gilead's favorite!"

Wang took a deep breath.

I guess I'm just not compatible with Alice...

When the laughter finally subsided, Philip wiped the corner of his eye—it was hard to tell if it was from laughter or real tears—then picked up his glass and turned to Rocchi.

"Miss Loki, I heard Kyrie mention that 'Dust Crystal Circular Saw' before. It shouldn't have been able to hurt Kyrie, so why has it been improved so much? I'm a little curious."

Luo Qixi thought for a moment, seemingly considering how to explain it in a way that a layperson could understand.

"Simply put, it involves spinning very small, very sharp fragments at high speed to create cutting force." She gestured, "Glass, corundum, diamonds—the higher the hardness of the material, the stronger the cutting force."

"What materials did you use?"

"That time, the dragon made corundum." Loki glanced at me. "Someone secluded themselves by the sea for several months and used earth magic to create corundum. A while ago, they also created diamonds."

Shaolus stroked his beard and narrowed his eyes.

"Diamonds? You mean those gemstones used in jewelry?"

"More or less," Luo Qixi nodded, "only extremely small, like powder."

Shaolus was silent for a moment, then looked at Philip. Philip looked back at him. The father and son exchanged a knowing look.

"Trevor," Shaolus began, his voice a few decibels lower than usual, "can you mass-produce larger diamonds?"

Wang was stunned for a moment.

Politics? Gift-giving? Winning over?

"Sure, but it will consume magic power. What, does Your Lordship want to sell gems?"

"It's not for sale." Shaoluo picked up his glass, took a sip, and said, "It's a gift. A gift to those who 'need to be remembered.' The Boreas family's diamonds—pureer than the heirlooms that jewelers in the capital have been boasting about for decades. The value of this kind of thing isn't in its monetary worth."

Wang looked at his narrowed eyes, but all Wang wanted was money.

"Alright," the king said, "when I have time."

Shao Luosi's lips curved into a smile, and the tips of his mustache also twitched.

"make a deal."

"By the way," Philip put down his glass and looked at Trevor, "don't you want to hear what happened with Emily?"

Wang put down his fork.

"explain."

Philip leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

"She inherited the Barnes family's lands. The process wasn't smooth—those 'relatives' were dead, but their henchmen were still around, spreading rumors that she was an 'imposter' and that 'the real Emily is dead.'"

The lawsuit dragged on for almost two months, and it was only after Lord Shaoluosi personally intervened that the matter was brought under control.

Shaoluos snorted, "That kind of minor nobleman dares to bargain with me?"

Wang did not respond.

Philip continued, "Now she's a full-fledged lord. The youngest, the least experienced, and without a single capable servant by her side." He paused, "But she's very clever. She learns everything I tell her quickly, has recruited some long-term guards, and for now, I'm secretly helping manage the land's daily affairs. Given time, she'll be able to establish herself."

Wang picked up the juice and took a sip.

"Is her position very busy? Does she still need to learn?"

He glanced at Wang and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

"Of course I'm busy," Philip said. "Although they're all trivial matters, not everyone is born knowing everything. You can't use your own standards to judge others. Some things may seem commonplace to you, but some people just can't understand them, which is why communication and exchange are necessary."

It seems that's really the case.

I think about everything myself, while Alice expresses herself without reservation. She feels no pressure and is spoiled by Alice.

Of course, this is the normal and happy way for her.

No wonder we don't get along...

But I have no intention of changing myself.

"I see. It's good to be busy. When you're busy, you won't have time to think about those other things. Even if you think about sad things later, at least you'll be living a good life materially."

"We may be materially well off, but we won't easily forget the misfortunes of the past."

"But at least she has the material means to let go of the past. Happiness and pain are just psychological issues; she just needs to come to terms with them. That way, she can be both wealthy and happy."

"That actually makes sense. By the way, she said she owes you a favor, and you must visit her territory when you have time. She'll treat you to a big meal."

"Then she'll be waiting a long time..."

What's the name of her territory? Where is it again?

I can't remember...

Luo Qixi whispered from the side, "That's really something, you seem quite concerned about her."

"I, the king, merely..."

I can just understand it...

Wang thought about it, then decided against it and decided to forget about it...

Luo Qixi didn't reply. She simply placed a piece of bread on Wang's plate.

"Eat it. It'll get hard when it gets cold."

"……oh."

Late at night.

Wang lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

The pursuit of happiness...

I already told you not to think about it anymore.

It's time to go back.