Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

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It's so dark. This should be the exit, right?

"Waaaaah~ Waaaaah~"

What was that sound?

Could it be a ghost's cry?

No, no, the ghosts in the haunted house are all fake, all fake, that's right.

I continued walking forward by instinct, but it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything. Maybe Sylphie was here too.

"Silphie?"

"Silphie?"

I called her name, but there was no response.

I don't know how long I walked, but there seemed to be a little light ahead.

That must be the exit.

No, Sylphie must still be trapped in this haunted house. I have to find her.

Chapter 155: Whispers (Part 1)

Jobless Reincarnation: Even Without a Transfer Event, I Will Still Live Seriously [Chapter 155] Insider Talk (Part 1)

Chapter 155: Whispers (Part 1)

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In the capital, the theater street, which is usually bustling with traffic, becomes even more vibrant with song and dance at night, where many high-ranking officials, nobles, and wealthy merchants gather to enjoy themselves.

Although it may not appear to be a place of nightlife like the red-light district, the dark side of Theater Street emerges when night falls, just like the facets and tails of a coin, each side a true reflection of Theater Street.

"You sang that line wrong again today!"

Backstage at a lavishly decorated theater, Joseph, a master craftsman nearing fifty, wore a rather unpleasant expression. He held a long pipe in one hand, removed the dangling tobacco pouch and placed it on a mahogany table to the side, then mercilessly struck the hand of a young man in his early teens in front of him with the pipe.

The young man remained silent, watching the purplish-blue marks left on his palm by the pipe, and gritted his teeth to bear it.

That was one of his apprentices. In recent years, fewer and fewer students have come to the capital to learn the craft. Some of these students are actually children that Joseph sees outside who have a good foundation, so he lures them over with candy to learn opera.

As the number of outstanding students dwindled, Joseph became increasingly demanding of each student, at the very least ensuring that an opera school would not be lost in his hands.

At this moment, a woman lifted the backstage curtain and walked up to Joseph. She was around twenty years old, wearing a bright red low-cut backless jumpsuit, with her long golden hair styled in a spiral shape, and her large breasts pressed against Joseph's shoulders.

"Didn't you see I'm here, Mr. Joseph? Isn't it time for us to have some time alone?"

Joseph turned and gave her a lecherous look, then immediately glared at the student and roared:

"Let me tell you, if you want to become a famous actor, you can't make a single mistake in the lyrics you've memorized. That's the most basic thing! Kneel here for three hours, and you're not allowed to sleep until you've finished!"

The student dared not speak and could only kneel down silently.

Joseph carried the woman out of the backstage area.

After a while, three or five more women came to the theater. When they saw the student backstage, they asked Joseph where he was one by one. Most of these women were in their twenties, and some looked only eleven or twelve years old, almost the same age as the young man.

The student raised his hand shakily and pointed in a direction, and the women all followed.

Before long, rapid and intense breathing filled the silent theater.

“Lilith…Lilith…”

In a private room in the theater, a boy who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old was sipping wine one glass after another. Under the dim light, his face was flushed, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

The badge hanging from his waist gleamed dazzlingly in the light; it was a pass to the residence of Halfas, the second prince of the Kingdom of Asura. He was Halfas.

In recent days, there have been rumors that he returned to the capital with his guards.

There are various versions of the rumors. One version says that Rudeus Boreas Grerat broke his engagement with Iris Boreas Grerat and had an affair with Lilith Aiuros Grerat. Rudeus Boreas Grerat even joined the camp of the second prince, Halphas.

Another version is equally horrifying: Rudeus Boreas Grerat was originally from the Notos family and should be called Rudeus Notos Grerat. He abandoned Alice, the eldest daughter of the Boreas family, and was already engaged to Lilith Aiuros Grerat. The Notos and Aiuros families formed an alliance.

Whether the rumor is true or not, it will bring favorable results to Halphas. Even if the rumors are just circulating, it will be enough to give Halphas temporary power.

As the rumors continued to spread, more and more nobles became vassals of Halfas, and people would visit them every day, mostly high-ranking nobles or important officials.

Halfas certainly understood what this omen meant, but he was not happy at all, because the rumor was related to Lilith's situation in some way.

"Is that why you said it doesn't matter whether we're together or not?"

"So you had this all planned all along."

"Is it really that important to you to make me king?"

Halfas was talking to himself when he picked up the bottle again and poured the wine into his mouth as if it were water.

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“Izoruti…you mean…hiccup…what if Rudeus…hiccup…didn’t receive the letter I wrote to him?”

Alice held the wine bottle, her deep red eyes fixed on Izuru.

Alice's bedroom reeked of alcohol; empty bottles were piled on the wool carpet, and a shirt with its buttons popped open.

Izuru lifted the broken bra strap with her hand, her face full of anger, and said, "Why are you still thinking about a man like that? Break up with him as soon as possible!"

"No...it's just Rudeus, it's not right..."

Alice said through gritted teeth, two obvious tear tracks already visible on her cheeks.

"However, that's just a rumor and doesn't prove anything. Why don't you go to Sharia, find that guy, and give him a good beating? I can go with you."

Izuru gently grasped Alice's calloused hands, which were not soft either, with two hands covered in calluses that looked like they had been polished.

"Really?"

Alice suddenly raised her head, her eyes widened, and her face became somewhat more alert.

But before Izuru could reply, Alice gently shook her head and said, "No, Father won't allow it. Rudeus told me that I must listen to my parents, absolutely..."

"When did you become so obedient? Why weren't you like this when you were undressing me? I've heard of your infamous reputation back in the day. Do you think Red Monkey Princess would listen to her parents?"

Izuru had already seen through Alice's thoughts. Her strength as a Water God King had also honed Izuru's powerful insight. What she was saying was pretty much exactly what Alice was thinking.

"If it were Izuru, what would Izuru do?"

Alice asked.

“I will completely break ties with that man, but only if he really did something that outrageous.”

"Izoruti said firmly."

Thump, thump, thump! Alice raised the bottle and gulped down the rest of the wine in one go.

"belch……"

Alice leaned against the headboard, hiccuping incessantly, and the wine bottle rolled onto the carpet.

As Izuru watched Alice's emotions gradually calm down, she gently stroked Alice's flushed cheeks a few times.

"Alice, actually, you could write a letter, write to Rudeus, and confirm the situation."

"No, I want to go to Sharia."

Chapter 156: Whispers (Part Two)

No Job Reincarnation: Even Without a Transfer Event, I Must Live Seriously [Chapter 156] Insider Chat (Part Two)

Chapter 156: Whispers (Part Two)

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"Ineffective offense, clumsy retreat, loose footwork, and slow reactions—with this kind of strength, you think you can defeat me? Dream on!"

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"Gilead?"

The morning sunlight cast a long shadow in the center of the city gate, where a woman stood. She was tall, with dark skin, and a pair of fluffy, pointed ears on top of her thick, silver-gray hair.

Alice rubbed her eyes. She hadn't seen Gilead for more than half a year. When she suddenly saw Gilead in front of her, she couldn't quite believe her eyes.

After taking a few steps forward, Alice saw a chest as big as a watermelon and an eye patch over the woman's right eye.

"It's Gilead!"

Once confirmed, she threw down her luggage, yelled, and rushed toward the city gate, throwing herself into Girenouille's arms, burying her head right in his two round, watermelon-like breasts.

"Long time no see, Miss Alice." Kyrie Irvine lowered his head slightly and stroked Alice's back with a touch of affection.

"Hmm! Long time no see! Gilead must be here to help me! As expected of Gilead!"

Alice raised her head, her brows seemingly flickering with fire.

Kyrie Irvine paused for a moment, then grabbed Alice's shoulders and pulled her a little distance away.

"What does 'help' mean when you say 'young lady'?"

Alice stared intently at Gilead and shouted:

"Of course, help me get rid of my father and then go to Sharia to find Rudius!"

Kyrie Irvine released Alice, took two steps back, and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Alice also sensed something was amiss, and instinctively gripped the hilt of her sword.

“Gilead…”

“I’m sorry, young lady, if you’re going to find Rudeus, please forgive me for not being able to let you go,” Kyrie Irvine said.

"What did you say? Why! Kyrie Il!" Alice roared angrily.

Kyrie Irvine's face darkened, and he spoke sternly:

"This is Lord Philip's order. Go back, Miss Alice."

"What if I absolutely have to go!?"

Swish!

As she spoke, Alice drew her sword from her waist, ready for battle.

"and many more."

Izuru, carrying the luggage Alice had just thrown down, stood between Alice and Kyrie. She looked at Alice and said:

“It is illegal to fight in the capital, Alice. As the commander of the Royal Guard, breaking the law knowingly is an even more serious crime.”

"Tsk..."

Alice looked around and noticed that the soldiers guarding the city gate were already prepared to draw their swords. If she made a move, she would be surrounded immediately.

Izuru held Alice's hand and whispered in her ear, "The security of the city is the responsibility of the Second Prince, Halfas. If Alice acts rashly, she will be playing right into the enemy's hands."

Alice gripped the sword hilt tightly, showing no sign of stopping despite Izuru's blunt words.

Izuru could only continue to persuade:

"Put the sword away, Alice. Listen to me, don't cause trouble for yourself and your family."

"I see!"

Alice gritted her teeth and reluctantly sheathed her sword.

"call……"

Izuru sighed, then turned to face Kyrie Irvine and smiled:

"My name is Izuruti Ekel, a Water God King-level expert, and I am a disciple of the Water Goddess Lyda. You must be the famous Sword King Kyrie Irgen. I have long admired your reputation, and it is an honor to meet you today. Indeed, you have an extraordinary presence."

Kyrie Ian's hand remained firmly gripping the hilt of his sword as he spoke coldly, "Forget the pleasantries. If you think you can take Alice away with just a few words, I advise you to give up. Taking her to Shalia to find Rudeus might not be a good thing for Alice. If you're going to resort to force..."

“Miss Kyrie, I have no intention of fighting you.” Izalti shook her head helplessly. “How about this, if Miss Kyrie insists on fighting, then why don’t you come to the Water God’s Stream and have a fair fight with Alice?”

Upon hearing Isorti's words, Alice couldn't contain herself and rushed in front of Giren. "Come on, Giren! If I win, you'll let me go, okay!"

"Hey! Alice, are you stupid? Do you think you can beat Gilead?!" Izalutti grabbed Alice's shoulders nervously and whispered in her ear.

Izuru's original plan was to take Kyrie to the Water God Dojo, and then find several Saint-level or higher experts to hold her off, thus giving Alice time to escape the city.

“Alright, I’ll also take a look at how much Miss Alice has grown in the past six months. Lead the way,” Kyrie Irvine said, slightly relaxing.

A moment later, Gilead and Iris stood facing each other in the center of the dojo, each holding a wooden sword.