Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Roltz was broken in two, his internal organs spilling out onto the ground. His upper body lay horizontally in front of me, his empty eyes staring at the sky, half of his hair pulled out along with his scalp.

His wife was nowhere to be found; all that was seen was a slender arm wearing a bracelet in a pool of blood, which was probably his wife's.

The neighboring houses also had no survivors, and the bodies were in similar horrific condition.

"vomit!"

Several young guards, perhaps seeing this scene for the first time, lay on the ground vomiting incessantly.

Perhaps it was because I hadn't seen such a scene in ten years, but I actually felt a little nauseous. Ten years ago, even if someone were torn to pieces in front of me, I wouldn't have felt anything.

There are five households in total, with eighteen people, including adults and children.

Wait, one is missing...

Where is Sylphie?

"Silphie!"

"Silphie!"

The other guards and I called her name loudly, but as darkness fell, there was no response.

"Lord Paul, perhaps her body was eaten or carried away by a monster."

It's possible that an eleven-year-old girl could be easily devoured by a monster like the End Boar.

He waited for Rudy for five years, only to be eaten by a monster in the end. What a pitiful child.

Rudy would be heartbroken if he knew. Although we can't correspond with Rudy for five years, it's best to tell him anyway. In case he can't accept it when he comes back, or if he still has feelings for Sylphie, there are plenty of cases where people take their own lives after their lover dies.

Just to be on the safe side, I'll write another letter to Gilead too. Gilead should be literate by now, so I'll have her keep an eye on Rudy.

In short, let's bury the dead first.

Timon, the other guards, and I buried the dead one by one and erected tombstones with scraps of wood.

I took out the letter Philip had sent and put it in the fire.

As I watched the letter turn to ashes and drift into the air, I couldn't help but sigh.

Although it's highly likely that Philip wasn't behind this incident, and it was probably just an accident, keeping this letter would be a potential threat sooner or later, and whoever saw it could face a fatal outcome.

Assuming Philip was behind this, I know what Rudy might do to Philip if he finds out. I'm aware of the methods of those aristocratic scoundrels, and I can't accept it if anything happens to Rudy or anyone in the family.

……

"sand……"

"sand……"

What is that sound?

I immediately became alert, drew my sword, and assumed a defensive stance. The guards who heard the noise also drew their swords and prepared for battle.

Red eyes suddenly appeared in the woods, and soon it appeared, a tall figure, walking on two legs, with four thick arms. This was the End of the Wild Boar!

"You dare come back?! You monster! Prepare to die!"

Timon brandished his sword and charged toward the final boar, shouting for its life.

Something's wrong, something's wrong with this wild boar!

"Timon! Come back! Return..."

It was too late. As it got dark, I noticed that this wild boar had some mutations. It had sharp bone spurs extending outwards on its four arms, and it also had an extra eye on its head.

When I observed it, Timon had already broken in two, and his upper body was flying off my head.

hateful!

"All of you, don't move!"

I picked up Timon's sword from the ground. Dealing with such a monster wouldn't be too difficult, but it would still require a little thought.

That guy's charging at me!

I first used the Water God Style sword technique to block the bone spikes that were slashing downwards from its arm, and then used the Northern God Style sword technique to climb onto its body and cut off its two arms. Instantly, two jets of blood spurted out from its sides.

I then kicked back again to create distance between myself and it.

Its wound stopped bleeding and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Presumably, if it hadn't been killed, the severed limb would have grown back after a while.

That's disgusting.

In the end, he could only resort to the ultimate technique of the Sword God School, "Silent Katana".

As I swung both swords simultaneously, the monster was cut into four pieces.

"Burn it."

I don't know if this monster will be reborn or something, but my experience from my adventurer days tells me that it's safer to turn it to ashes.

After burying Timon, we dug a large pit, put the body parts in it, and finally set it on fire.

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of burning, a foul stench of charred corpses rose up and filled the air.

I planted Timon's sword in front of the grave. He was a young warrior who, though unmarried, would likely be getting married in a couple of years. His parents died in a monster invasion, as did he.

The sky was already beginning to lighten, and the monster's corpse had been burned to ashes, leaving only charred, smoking chunks of dried flesh.

……

"Swish"

That was the sound of rubble being turned over. Could there be more?

Upon hearing the sound, I and the other guards got back into position.

No, that's not a sound from the woods.

The sound came from the ruins of the Roltz family home.

"Come on!"

The sound is getting closer and closer...

Hilufi?

Yes, maybe she's still alive!

I turned over the pile of rubble and found a hand reaching out from the broken cellar partition.

It was a thin hand, with all the nails missing, but even so, it was still trying its best to reach outwards.

Could it be...?

I lifted the cellar partition...

Thank goodness, you're still alive...

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Engagement (Part Three)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 23] Engagement (Part 3)

Chapter Twenty-Three: The Engagement (Part Three)

Teacher Luo Qixi is gone...

……

I sat on Ms. Luo Qixi's bed, hugging my knees and leaning against the headboard. I held the note she had left beside my bed and read it over and over again.

You promised to spend a few days with me...

It seems the teacher dislikes me; I still have so much to say to her.

I took out the Migrudian amulet hanging around my neck, which I always carried with me and had never been without since my teacher gave it to me.

I'm such a scumbag. My teacher came to visit me out of kindness, and I actually tried to take advantage of her. But Teacher Luo Qixi saw right through me. How pathetic.

In the end, to break through the bottleneck in magic, one still needs to go to La Noah Magic University. Any opportunistic schemes died in the womb with the teacher's departure.

However, it would be very exciting to actually take Silphie to La Noa Magic University to meet Professor Loki.

As for Alice, well, a year and a half has passed and she's still at the beginner level. Intermediate magic is basically out of the question, and whether she can even pass the university entrance exam is still unknown.

Looking out the window, it was already bright outside, and through the wall, I could hear the sounds of servants bustling about inside the mansion.

Ah!

I forgot something extremely important, something that concerns my own life and death.

Wake Alice up!

I quickly tidied up and went to Alice's room.

"dong dong"

I knocked lightly twice and then pushed the door open. Compared to Alice, I was probably quite polite, because she never knocked when she entered my room; she would either push the door open or, if she was in a bad mood, kick it open.

Alice was still fast asleep, but unlike usual, the blanket was pulled up very tightly, giving me no chance to make a move.

I sat on her bed, carefully looking for other opportunities to take advantage of her, such as when she rolled over, scratched her butt, or kicked off the blanket.

I've got it! I'll use fire and wind magic to create hot air and heat up the room. She'll definitely be tempted to pull back the covers without thinking, and then...

Alright, let's begin the "Blanket-Lifting Battle"!

No, if I wake Alice up from the heat, our operation this morning will be ruined.

So what should we do?

Huh? Wait, what's this?

Just as I was feeling dejected because the battle this morning was about to fail, I felt like I touched something.

A piece of white cloth with a small blue bow on it.

This is!

This is!

Alice's panties!

I held it up with both hands and placed it on my face. Since the sacred object wasn't with me, I finally found a substitute to temporarily replace it.

Ah, what a mysterious fragrance, and a hint of sweat. This is Alice's scent.

Is this a case of turning misfortune into blessing?

I carefully put the "new holy relic" into my pocket, then quietly got out of bed and went to the other side of the bed.

Place your hand on the blanket in front of Alice, and you can still feel its softness even through the blanket.

"Alice, wake up."

"Ow~"

Alice stretched her arms out from under the covers and then stretched like a cat.

Then she rubbed her eyes.

"Hmm... Rudius... Good morning..."

"Good morning, Alice."

Alice was still half asleep, and her drowsy appearance was quite adorable.

……

After Alice changed her clothes, we went downstairs to eat together. When Lord Sauros was alive, Philip, Hilda, Alice, and I would always wait until he finished eating before we could eat.

After the old master's death, Philip should have been treated this way, but he did not intend to follow such etiquette. Instead, he told us to wait until everyone was present before we began to eat.

"Rudius, your teacher stayed here last night, didn't he? Won't you come in for dinner?"

Hilda put a spoonful of cream soup into her mouth, then wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said.

The teacher left because of me...

"I'm sorry, the teacher left without saying goodbye this morning."

"Oh, that's a bit of a shame. If my husband were here, he would definitely have asked her to stay."

Ms. Loki is a Water King-level magician. If Philip were here, he would definitely do everything he could to keep her here, and he would certainly offer her a generous reward.

However, the teacher's ambitions probably lie elsewhere, and even if they are strongly urged to stay, they will likely still leave.