Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

“My conditions are very simple. When Your Excellency Albert comes next time, bring the head of my dear brother, Luke. That is the gift I mentioned yesterday. In return, His Highness Gravel will receive the full support of the Milpotts Territory.”

“I can convey this condition to Your Highness, but I don’t understand why Lord Robert didn’t mention this condition sooner?”

Albert asked, puzzled.

"If I'm not mistaken, His Excellency Albert's letter to Prince Gravel is already on its way, and the contents of His Excellency Albert's letter are something like, 'The first negotiation failed, but a turning point has been found, please rest assured, Your Highness.'"

Robert said slowly and deliberately.

"I have never sent such a letter."

"It's alright, I've already sent it out on behalf of His Excellency Albert."

"you!"

Faced with Rob's thuggish behavior, Albert almost swore. Rudius, standing behind Albert, watched Rob and listened to him continue.

"After all, the conditions I initially proposed were very high. If His Excellency Albert were to return like this, Prince Graville would certainly find it difficult to accept, and my route of seeking refuge with Prince Graville would also be blocked. Therefore, I first sent a letter to Prince Graville in His Excellency Albert's name."

Rob noticed Rudius's gaze, then looked back at Albert and continued, "But after staying here one night, Your Excellency Albert probably knows the situation in the territory, so he will definitely ask me to lower my demands to a level that Your Excellency finds acceptable."

“In this way, not only will His Highness Gravel’s expectations be lowered, but His Excellency Albert’s conditions will also be accepted. More importantly, I will not only save my life, but His Highness Gravel will also receive the full support of the Milpotz Territory. I think His Highness Gravel will not refuse.”

"Clap clap clap..."

"To get something of average quality, you have to aim for something of higher quality. Seek the middle and get the best. That's brilliant."

Rudius couldn't help but applaud. The last time he had seen such a brilliant maneuver was back in Lanoa when Lilith sowed discord between the Lanoa king and the king, causing Pedro Caroline to be killed and then diverting the trouble eastward, thus inducing Lanoa to attack the northern lands.

However, compared to Lilith, Rob was slightly inferior, because Lilith only showed Rudius the result, while the process in between was a grand game in which almost everyone was used.

"Cough cough."

Albert glared at Rudius, then stood up and walked toward Robert, extending his right hand and saying, "Lord Robert, I admire your strategy greatly, and I will convey it to Prince Gravel truthfully."

Rob also rose respectfully. He noticed the change in Albert's choice of words and extended his right hand in a friendly manner, firmly shaking Albert's right hand, saying, "Then the next time we meet His Excellency Albert, we will probably be colleagues serving His Highness Gravel together."

"It is my great honor."

"Each each other."

……

After leaving the council hall, Izoruti moved closer to Albert and took his arm, her curvaceous body nestled against him.

Who would have thought that this was a swordsman of the Water God Style King level?

Rudius, a seasoned womanizer, naturally saw through the trickery.

"Seeing Izzy and Albert's relationship blossoming, I should be happy for them and offer my blessings, but I can't be happy at all."

Seeing Albert and Izzoluti immersed in their sweetness, Rudius clenched his fists, a murderous intent rising in his heart.

"Now is the last chance to get rid of Albert. After Albert and Izzoluti get married and Prince Gravel becomes king, the Boreas family will belong to James and Albert. I will no longer have a chance. Tonight is the only chance, and I cannot afford to lose it."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. For the sake of my future child with Alice, for the sake of Sylphie, and for my own sake, I must fail to live up to your expectations."

……

Night fell quickly, and having wasted a day, they were to leave Milpotz territory early the next morning.

Rudeus was repacking his luggage, while Isorti was currently reviewing the teaching quality at the local Suishinryu Dojo. Only Albert and Rudeus were at the mansion.

He rummaged through his luggage for the "little powder" he had used on Pilemon last time, so he could easily find a prostitute and frame Rob again, just like last time.

But the "little powder" was never found.

Until he saw a small note.

"I'm glad you're thinking of Alice, but you don't need to get your hands dirty this time."

Rudius paused for a moment; it was Philip's handwriting.

"What...is Philip going to do?"

He tossed the note into the fireplace, and as he watched the burning scraps, a sense of unease rose in his heart.

……

"What are you doing?! Ah!!"

A scream came from Albert's room, and Rudius and the servants who had been summoned rushed over.

Albert is dead, and a very expensive-looking sword is stuck in his chest.

“That…that’s Lord Nakur’s sword…”

A servant said timidly.

Chapter 263: Good people can't survive in Asura.

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without the Transfer Event [Chapter 263] Good People Can't Survive in Asura

Chapter 263: Good people can't survive in Asura.

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"Whose sword are you referring to?"

Rudius said to the timid servant.

“Na…Lord Nakur…”

The servant replied.

“Nakur? No wonder I didn’t see him this morning.”

Rudius asked, "How do you know that's Nakur's sword?"

"Because this sword was given to Lord Nakur by the high priest of the Knights of Milis last month, and Lord Nakur often takes it out to show off when he goes out drinking."

"Oh, I see. So it really could be Northern Saint Nakur..."

"How long have you been here?"

The murder weapon and the suspect were both identified, but Rudius still sensed something amiss and asked again, "Why do I feel like you, my little servant, know a lot?"

"Lord Rudius, I have been here for two years."

The servant gave an awkward laugh; Rudius had already gleaned the information from his answer.

"It seems they've been planning this for at least two years..."

Rudius muttered to himself, then began to pretend to arrange security, "Go find Lord Robert and Miss Izoruti! Notify the guards to protect their safety! Also, seal off the mansion; the murderer can't have gone far!"

"Yes!"

After the servants answered in unison, they left one by one.

Rudius found a chair and sat down. The candlelight in the room was still bright. He examined Albert's body.

There was a knife wound on the neck, which looked fatal enough. The sword stuck in the chest could also be a suspect in the finishing blow, but it was just to create the impression that the murderer was forced to stay because he couldn't leave the scene in time.

"I never imagined that we would be separated by death so soon after we met, even though I was kept in the dark."

Rudeus sighed, “Brother, I am grateful that you saved Norn and have been taking care of her ever since, but even for the sake of Alice, Silphi, and my child, I must settle things with you. I wish you could be reborn in modern Japan.”

With that, he reached out and closed Albert's eyes, which had been staring at the ceiling.

Of all those who died at his hands in the past, the only good person whose name could be remembered was Mulgore. Now, he hoped that Albert could rest in peace.

"If we hadn't been born in Asura, perhaps we could have been very good friends."

……

"What?! Albert has been killed?!"

Robert's eyes widened, and he angrily pounded the table; he simply couldn't believe his ears.

As long as Albert can return safely, he will unexpectedly gain Gravel's protection, and then compete with Paul for the entire Nottos family. The rest is simply a matter of who will be whose dog.

“Young Master, when Albert’s body was found, Lord North Saint Nakur’s sword was stuck in his body.”

The butler deliberately avoided Obel's eyes, fearing that another encounter would result in him being killed by Obel's sword. "And Lord Nakur has not appeared all day today."

"You're doubting Nakur, aren't you! You old bastard!"

Upon hearing the steward's words, Jade was about to rush forward and kill the old fox with the Mediterranean hairstyle in front of him with a sword, but he was blocked by the spiked ball armor of the Northern King Vita, which reflected the light.

Vita nudged his lips, gesturing for Jad to look at the expression on his master, the North Emperor Ober's, face.

He then noticed that Aubert's face was full of apology, as if Aubert, the illustrious Northern Emperor, could kneel down and admit his mistake at any time if Robert asked.

Seeing this, Judd silently walked out of the room.

"Lord Rob, what do you intend to do with Nakur?"

Aubert flicked his broom-like hair and asked politely.

"Do you want to hear the truth, Mr. Aubert?"

Rob sighed, got up and walked to the window. Leaning against the window, he looked at the starless night sky and said in a calm tone, "If punishing Nakur could end all this, I would not hesitate to order him to be killed."

"Then please rest assured, Lord Robert, I will go and kill this traitor right away!"

After saying this, Aubert picked up his sword and walked out.

"Mr. Aubert."

Rob stopped Aubert. "I'm just saying if, and besides, there's no such thing as a simple matter in this world that can be solved by killing one person."

"Then, Lord Robert, how can I atone for the mistakes my rebellious disciple has made?"

Aubel asked earnestly.

“I don’t need you to make up for anything. I didn’t mean to blame Mr. Aubert.”

Rob turned around and gently patted Aubert on the shoulder. "Whether it's Nakur, you, or me, we've all been used."

"If I'm not mistaken, the news of Albert's death will soon spread, and the world will know that I killed the envoy sent by Prince Gravel and brazenly challenged the authority of the royal family, including Prince Gravel. Then war will be imminent."

Rob sighed and took a small bag from the drawer, handing it to Aubert. "This is the agreed-upon payment. From today onwards, I will terminate my employment relationship with Mr. Aubert..."

"Lord Robert... what is this...?"

Aubert dared not accept it at all. He did not understand Rob's meaning. Getting involved in the war was something that required a lot of consideration.

"Don't overthink it, I didn't mean to involve Mr. Aubert."

Rob said with a wry smile, "I will soon be branded a traitor, and everything related to me will be stigmatized in Asura. I don't want Mr. Obel and Kitakami Ryu to be implicated, so Mr. Obel should take his apprentices and leave here as soon as possible."

“Mr. Robert, I…”

"boom!"

Just then, Judd burst through the door.

Just as Aubert was about to express his feelings, he realized that leaving everything behind would be against his professional ethics.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of Judd kicking the door open.

Judd threw the unconscious, drunk Nakur on the ground and yelled, "You bastard! Apologize to Lord Rob right now!"

"Uh...uh..."

Nakur grunted twice and then fell fast asleep again.

Less than two minutes after Judd threw him into the room, the room was filled with the stench of alcohol.

Rob covered his nose and pointed at Nakur on the ground, saying, "Throw him in jail first."

"Yes, Lord Robert."

Vita, who had been silent all along, hoisted Nakur onto his shoulder and pulled Jad away from the room.

“Once Nakul sobers up, Mr. Aubert can take them away.”

Robert continued the previous topic.

Remembering how drunk and unconscious Nakur had been, Aubert felt too ashamed to stay in front of Rob any longer and simply said helplessly, "Alright, until we meet again, Lord Rob."

After saying that, Aubert walked towards the door.

"Ah! Uh!"

After taking only two steps, Aubert was forced to stop by the intense killing intent and the screams coming from outside the door.

He glanced out the door. The guards in the corridor were lying haphazardly, some clutching their severed arms, others their shoulders pierced by swords, all incapable of fighting.