Jobless Reincarnation: Emiya the Great Hero Must Show His True Skills

After all, he knew very well that these people who looked like young girls might actually be wives or housewives who were decades older than him.

Of course, there were some real young girls among them, but because the appearance of the Migrud people basically does not age, Shirou simply couldn't tell them apart.

"Alright, alright, please stop disturbing the guests."

Just as Shirou was surrounded and embarrassed by a group of Migratory girls, a girl with long blue hair, braided and coiled in front of her, walked over from a distance.

She seemed to have some prestige, and with her arrival, the other Migrud girls left helplessly.

"Thank you."

Finally free from this bizarre harem situation, Shirou looked at the woman before him with a mixture of exhaustion and gratitude.

After taking one look, he almost had a strange illusion, as if the person standing in front of him was none other than his teacher, Luo Qixi.

However, Shirou knew very well that it was impossible for Loki to be on the Demon Continent at the moment, so he quickly dispelled that strange illusion.

At the same time, the blue-haired girl approached Shirou and said with a smile, "Hello, Shirou, my name is Lokari, and I am Lokishi's mother."

"Knew it."

When Shirou had the illusion before, he realized the other party's possible identity. Now that he learned that she was Loki's mother, he immediately showed a respectful attitude.

After all, she is her teacher's mother; she should be treated with respect.

Moreover, even if Loki wasn't his teacher, Shirou couldn't possibly be too rude to her based solely on the help she had given him in the past.

"Hehe, don't be so reserved. You are now the benefactor of the entire Migrud tribe."

"This... I wouldn't say that."

Shirou didn't feel he had done anything to be grateful for; cooking was just a piece of cake for him.

Lokali smiled at Shirou's reaction and looked at the bustling village, murmuring, "No, Shirou, what you did is something we are very grateful for. After all, it's been a long time since the Migrud people have seen such smiles on their faces."

"..."

Upon hearing Luo Jiali's words, Shirou was slightly taken aback, before realizing that almost everyone in the Migrud tribe was very excited, dancing and gesturing with joy.

He then smiled and said, "This is the kind of cuisine I hope to create: dishes that make people laugh from the bottom of their hearts."

"Shirou, you're such a kind person."

Lokali smiled gently and couldn't help but sit up and pat Shirou's head.

"Ms. Lok Ka-lee?"

"Hehe, don't be shy. I'm a married man, so you don't need to be too reserved with me."

"No, that's precisely why..."

If it were an ordinary wife, Shirou wouldn't be so embarrassed, but Luo Jiali not only looks young, but also looks almost exactly like Luo Qixi, making it really difficult for him to remain calm.

Seeing Shirou's expression, Loka suddenly pulled him into her arms and said with a smile, "He's so cute. I wish Shirou were my child."

"Uh……"

Shirou really couldn't stand Luo Jiali's attitude.

And for some reason, he was always very popular with married women.

Indeed, so far, whether it has been Senis, Mrs. Somar, or later Mrs. Hilda, or now Mrs. Logari, they have all been overly enthusiastic towards him.

After dinner, Shirou declined the Miguel girls' advances as much as possible and immediately returned to his room, only to find that Alice had already finished dinner and returned sometime earlier.

The other person looked very tired and went to sleep as soon as they got back to their room.

It was obvious that the daytime travel had taken its toll on her energy.

Most importantly, Alice had never had the courage to sleep in unfamiliar environments before, but now that she finally has a safe environment, she is able to rest a little.

Even so, Alice waited until Shirou returned before pulling on his clothes to rest.

"..."

Looking at Alice sleeping next to him, Shirou smiled helplessly, but did not refuse. Instead, he gently stroked her hair.

He used to often comfort his younger sister, Miyu, until she fell asleep.

Shirou leaned against the wall and fell asleep in a peculiar way.

……

the next morning.

Village chief Lox called him and Alice into the room, along with Rijkaard.

The village chief first expressed his gratitude for Shirou's cooking last night, and then started the conversation.

"I heard you're planning to return to the Central Continent."

"Yes."

How do you plan to get back?

"Hiking, earning money while traveling."

Shirou offered his own thoughts.

"Just the two of you?"

The village chief asked curiously.

“It’s not just the two of them; I’ll be going with them.”

Rachel Rudd suddenly spoke up.

Shirou wasn't too surprised because he had heard about Rigd's idea beforehand.

But Village Chief Lockes frowned and asked, "Rigirud, are you sure? You shouldn't be able to enter the town, right?"

"Well……"

"What happened after you brought these two children close to the town? I remember it was about a hundred years ago, right? You were hunted down by guards everywhere, and you even organized a punitive expedition."

"Well... but, I can just wait outside by myself."

"The risks inside and outside towns in the Demon Continent are equally high."

"..."

Rajirud was speechless at Lox's description.

After making some inquiries, Shirou also learned about the situation.

It turns out that the Spelud race is hated by everyone, even on the Demon Continent. If a Rijelud appears in a town, he will be directly attacked by the people.

Lockes then added, "And Rijerud, don't you have your own things to do, wanting to dispel the world's negative perception of the Spelud race?"

"..."

Rachel Rudd fell silent.

Shirou was slightly surprised to see this.

Because he was well aware that the so-called discrimination problem was not something that could be improved by one person's efforts alone, and the reputation of the Spelud tribe had become unbelievably bad. Even Alice was so frightened when she met them. If one did not truly understand the Ragnarok tribe, it would be difficult to accept them.

"So, why exactly is the Spelud race so hated?"

Shirou couldn't help but ask the biggest question.

He knew about the Speluds' bad reputation, but he never knew why.

"Because the Spelud attacked indiscriminately during the war, regardless of whether they were friend or foe."

The village chief began by saying this.

"No! That's not true!"

Suddenly, Rigellud exuded an incredibly terrifying aura, "That's Laplace's conspiracy! The Spelud are not a terrifying race!"

"Laplace?"

"He betrayed our loyalty!"

Rachel Rudd spoke with immense indignation.

Shirou thus learned about the history of the Spelud tribe.

It turns out that the Spelud were once subordinates of the demon god Laplace.

In the middle of the war between humans and demons, Laplace visited the Spelud warriors with a gun.

It is said that although the gun looks the same as the Spelud trident, its black body exudes an ominous aura, making it obvious that it is a demonic gun.

Some within the Spelud clan disagreed, but because it was a weapon prepared by Laplace, Rajirud, as the leader, forced everyone to switch to using this demonic spear.

He believed that doing so would demonstrate his loyalty to Laplace.

The Spelud warriors then abandoned their original tridents and continued fighting with the Demon Spear.

The Demon Spear possesses immense power, enhancing physical abilities several times over, nullifying magic used by humans, sharpening senses, and bringing an overwhelming sense of omnipotence.

However, the more blood the Demon Spear absorbs, the darker and more corrupted the user's soul becomes.

Since everyone's spirit was being eroded at roughly the same rate, no one noticed the changes in themselves or their surroundings.

And so, the tragedy began.

It is unclear when it started, but the soldiers became unable to distinguish between friend and foe, launching attacks indiscriminately on their surroundings.

They attacked everyone, regardless of age or gender, showing no mercy even to children.

Gradually, the demons came to believe that the Spelud were traitors, while the humans called them bloodless and tearless demons.

Even with enemies all over the world, the Spelud race, equipped with the Demon Spear, remained invincible. No one could annihilate the warrior group that could fight against thousands with the power of the Demon Spear, making them the most feared group in the world.

However, the Spelud tribe eventually found themselves in dire straits.

Because one day they unexpectedly returned to their hometown.

Under the influence of the Demon Spear, the Spelud people could no longer distinguish their own relatives, killing their parents, wives, brothers and sisters, and finally stabbing their own children.

Rachel Rudd only regained his senses after his son broke the magic spear with his own life.

He initially wanted to commit suicide, but Rachel Rudd immediately dismissed the idea because there were other things he needed to do besides die.

He then destroyed all the demon spears and, after escaping, fought desperately to avenge himself against the demon god Laplace.

After ending the war between humans and demons, Rigelud dedicated himself to helping the Speld race, who were hated and persecuted. However, this not only failed to alleviate the discrimination, but also made the Speld race's reputation even worse.

In the end, Rijerud himself became the most dangerous and most hated individual in the entire Demon Continent.

“My current reputation would be a complete burden. If I were to enter a town and be discovered, it would lead to everyone attacking me.”

With a helpless expression, Rijkaard finally admitted the reality: "I'm sorry, I want to help you, but taking me along would probably be a huge burden."

"..."

Shirou didn't say anything, but remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking: "So, Rigdell, you want to atone for the mistakes you made in the past, which is why you try your best to do righteous things?"

“That’s right. Although it all turned out this way because of Laplace, I also have to take responsibility for the negative reputation of the Spelud race. So even if I am the last of the race, I still want to erase this negative reputation.”

Rachel Rudd looked distressed, but he did not hesitate at all; his expression was firm.

Shirou finally understood why the Ragnarok he perceived was so similar to himself.

Ragnarok's regrets, anger, helplessness, and other emotions are similar to those of the former Heroic Spirit Emiya. Neither of them are strictly speaking heroes of justice. They have all gained false ideals after experiencing certain events, and even in pain and torment, they are still unwilling to give up their inner beliefs.

This is undoubtedly worthy of respect.

Shirou thus realized that he should help Rachel Luther, and if possible, he would like to help Rachel Luther achieve his ideals.

After all, this is also equivalent to realizing the ideals of himself and the Heroic Spirit Emiya.

Chapter 183 Your strength is far greater than that of an ordinary sword saint!

"What a tragic past..."

Upon hearing Rachel Rudd's story, Alice couldn't help but sigh.

Although she had a volatile temper, it didn't mean she couldn't empathize with others. After listening to Rachel Rudd's story, she was just as saddened by his tragic past.

Of course, this is because Alice chose to believe in Ridge Rudd.

She was willing to trust what Ridge Rudd said because she already knew Ridge Rudd as a person and realized that he was an honest and gentle person, so she did not think that he was lying.

But this also illustrates the situation of the Rijerud and Spelud tribes.