Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Chapter 269: The Battle of Grepsha (Part 1)

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"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Rob stood on the city wall, gazing at the billowing dust in the distance. The sound of cavalry hooves could be heard clearly from Grip, several miles away.

From a distance, on a bright summer morning, under the dazzling sunlight, the Asura cavalry, lined up in neat formations, marched towards the wine city of Greppu.

"That was awesome! I've never seen anything like it in my life."

"Ok?"

Rob turned around and saw three figures of different attributes appear in front of him.

One of them was not very tall and wore spiked armor that reflected the sunlight with a blinding gleam. The other two were rabbit-eared demons.

It was the Northern King Vita, and the Northern Saint Jad and Nakur brothers.

"Why are you back?"

Rob's lips twitched; he already knew the answer in his heart. He turned around and said abruptly, "Did your new employer send you to take my head?"

"No, Lord Robert, our master sent us to atone for our sins."

Vita knelt on one knee and said respectfully.

Jad and Nakur also knelt on one knee. Then, Nakur knelt down in front of Rob, his forehead hitting the ground heavily, and said sincerely, "That's right, Lord Rob, I have caused you such a great disaster. Now my life belongs to you! From now on, I will do anything for you, even die for you!"

"So, the three of you are here to help out, right?"

Rob turned around and said to the three people in front of him, “Jard and Nakur, you two are brothers. Nakur caused me trouble, so your older brother is here to pay for his younger brother’s mistakes. I am very moved, so I accept your help.”

"And you, Mr. Navetta?"

Rob's hawk-like eyes were fixed on Vita, the King of the North. His words carried no hidden meaning, only the implication that Vita should tell the truth.

“I…I want to follow you because I admire Lord Rob’s character.”

Vi. Ta said somewhat embarrassedly, "You were willing to go against the First Prince for the sake of your infant son, and after Nakur caused trouble, you did not force Master and Beishenliu to take the fall for you. I could not bear to see such a powerful person like you face this alone, so I came to report to you."

Rob smiled slightly, helped the three people up, and said with tears of gratitude in his eyes, "With the help of the three of you, I have the confidence to defeat Gravel. On behalf of the Milpotts Territory, I thank you."

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"Robert is such a cunning old fox..."

Rudius stood on the other side of the city wall, watching the four people from afar, and couldn't help but sigh to himself, "No wonder Philip would bet on him. I'll go and add fuel to the fire too."

He walked towards the mage class below the city gate, glanced at the holy-level magic circle on the ground, and saw a middle-aged man in his forties in a tall robe in the center of the circle. Rudeus walked up to him and said, "There's something wrong with the way you drew this magic circle. You'll run out of magic power after only a couple of uses. How are you going to withstand the king's magic army?"

"You want to help us?"

The class monitor of the mage class sniffed and said in confusion.

"No, it's just that I don't want to see Lord Rob defeated so easily."

Rudius smiled and replied, "After all, there aren't many people of such noble character as Lord Robert."

"Lord Rudeus! Do you think there's something wrong with the magic circle?"

Rob noticed Rudeus's movements and shouted at him from the city wall.

"This is seriously flawed! Drawing a magic circle like this will likely result in defeat right from the start!"

Rudius responded.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense!"

The class monitor of the magic class angrily explained, "Lord Robert! Don't listen to his nonsense!"

Rob didn't respond. He placed his hand on his sword, walked down the city wall, and pulled Rudeus into the room. He first looked Rudeus up and down, and finding him to be no threat, he chuckled and said, "Rudeus, what do you want to do?"

"Among the 150,000 men that His Highness Gravel attacked Grape City, there was at least a 1,000-man magic corps. With only the 70-odd mage class in the city, they probably couldn't even withstand a single round of magic from the enemy."

Rudius looked into Rob's eyes and said, "While I admire Lord Rob's spirit of sacrifice, I do not condone meaningless sacrifices."

"Shouldn't you be happy?"

Rob smiled, took off his leather gloves, and sweat dripped onto the ground like rain from inside.

“I was defeated by Gravel, and the city of Grape fell. The other cities in the Milpotz territory also fell in the pincer attack from the north to the south by the Zeferos, Boreas, and Aiuros families. Then you will not only be free, but you will also deserve fame and glory. It’s a wonderful thing.”

"That would be wrong."

Rudius chuckled, “If Prince Gravel wins so easily, I won’t get any benefit at all. I’m from a branch family, and my uncle won’t approve of me. He might even take away the child in Alice’s womb after it’s born. If my brother were still alive, there might be room for negotiation.”

"Oh?"

Rob nodded meaningfully and said, "I thought you killed Albert."

"Wrong again."

Rudius said unhurriedly, “My elder brother is different from my uncle. My elder brother is also my father-in-law’s own son. Even tigers don’t eat their cubs. How could I possibly lay a hand on my father-in-law’s own flesh and blood? That man, however, might be more likely to do so.”

"That sir?"

Robert asked tentatively, seemingly confirming his suspicions.

"That lord may have handed over half of his troops to Prince Gravel."

Rudius said.

Although the two did not mention names, Robert already knew who that person was.

He was already confident about this operation.

We don't aspire to victory; as long as we can keep Gravel from attacking us for a long time, we've achieved our goal.

Darius the Vizier was a powerful figure with a private army throughout Asura.

Of the 150,000 royal troops directly commanded by Gravel in the attack on Grape, some troops from the House of Aiuros and House of Boreas were also included, with 30,000 from each of the two families. Of the remaining 90,000 troops, 70,000 were royal troops.

Although these people were in Gravel's army, they did not belong to Gravel.

The last 20,000 men were the troops that Gravel truly commanded, that is, Darius's private army.

If we can help Gravel win quickly, Darius will be able to solidify his position as the most powerful minister in the capital, and even if Gravel succeeds to the throne in the future, he will have no way to deal with Darius.

However, the King's army was always fighting in the name of Prince Gravel. As long as Rob could hold out until the King gave the King's army a direct order, his goal would be achieved. At that time, he would only need to surrender to His Majesty the King's army, and Rob would still be a loyal subject of Asra.

"Seale the sorcerer!"

After a long silence, Rob called out to the outside, and the two sealing sorcerers, summoned, immediately entered the house to await orders.

"The scroll to release Mr. Rudius from his bonds."

"Rob said."

"Then I'll thank you in advance, Lord Robert."

Freed from his restraints, Rudeus stretched his wrists and walked towards the door with a smile.

"Everything is going according to plan."

Chapter 270: The Battle of Grepsha (Part Two)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 270] The Battle of Gripsha (Part 2)

Chapter 270: The Battle of Grepsha (Part Two)

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Rudeus returned to the holy-level magic circle in the mage class, relaxed and rotated his wrist, slowly squatted down, and pressed his hand on the magic circle on the ground. The spell on the magic circle immediately began to glow.

"Mr. Rudius, what is this...?"

The class monitor scratched his head and looked at Robert, who was walking out of the room.

Rob nodded slightly, indicating his tacit approval. Although he didn't know what Rudius was doing, he chose to trust him at this moment.

There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

At this time, he and Rudius shared common interests.

It was noon, and the early summer sun blazed down on the vast plains of the Dimilpotz territory, causing the tender green grass to droop and wilt.

With Rudeus's help, all the preparations for the magic circles were completed, and the originally black ink wrinkles were now shimmering with blue light.

"Phew~ It's finally finished."

Rudeus raised his arm to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, then rubbed his aching lower back a couple of times. He said to the class monitor of the mage class, who was staring in disbelief at the magic arrays, "These magic arrays should be enough to counteract more than twenty holy-level spells from the enemy. We should be able to withstand the first day without any problem, but it's hard to say how many more."

"Twenty-odd times..."

The class monitor of the mages swallowed hard, replying incredulously, "Mr. Rudeus, you...you're not joking, are you? The combined magic power of all seventy-odd mages in our class probably couldn't withstand even one use of their Saint-level magic..."

"If you don't believe me, fine. I just don't want to see Rob lose too badly, especially since our fathers are all together."

Rudius rubbed his hands together, then left the mage class monitor behind and followed the aroma of food to the kitchen. A gentle breeze blew by, and a few strands of white hair on his head were faintly visible in the sunlight.

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On a hill far from the city of Grape, the First Prince Gravel sat in his central military tent, which was surrounded by a square screen.

He wore steel plate armor engraved with the pattern of the three-headed dragon that was the legendary chariot of Percius, and a steel helmet with golden carved winged horse feathers on his head. The steel sword in his hand reflected the dazzling sunlight.

Before Gravel was a sand table map of the Milpotts territory. A chess piece inlaid with a lion statue and a chess piece inlaid with a unicorn statue were placed in front of several towns on the northern side of the Milpotts territory, while a chess piece inlaid with a snake wrapped around a sword was placed in front of several towns on the southern side of the Milpotts territory.

"If we can capture Grep City today, this war should be over in ten days."

His gaze was fixed on the place marked with the name of Grip City, where a chess piece carved with a prairie wolf statue was placed, and opposite it was a three-headed dragon statue.

Gravel's face darkened as he recalled two months ago when he first attacked Rob. Part of his purpose was to establish his authority and solidify his position as the newly appointed regent. However, the more important part was to strengthen the power of the Bereas family in order to counterbalance Darius in the future.

But things didn't go as planned. It seemed that Robb knew his weakness from the beginning. From the initial military training and demonstration, to the later killing of the regent and the taking of hostages, until the two sides turned against each other, he had to bow down to Darius once again.

Gravel was also confused at this moment, and Darius was the one who benefited the most from the chain of interests involved.

Was all of this planned by Darius?

If so, then the powerful faction in the Notos territory, led by Robb, must be Darius's cronies.

Imagine that Rob would surrender immediately after the war begins, and Darius would certainly protect Rob. From then on, Rob would retain his position as the de facto ruler of the territory, and Darius would also gain power in the Milpotz territory.

"Since the Notos family wants to fight me, then I'll just have to make the entire Notos family disappear. After all, I'm not exactly a saint!"

Looking at the wine town of Greppe, which had been "disguised" as a war fortress, under the azure sky in the distance, Gravel gritted his teeth and made his final decision.

"I will massacre the Nottos family and show all the nobles what will happen if they oppose me!"

"The Magicians!"

Gravel drew his sword, pointed it in the direction of Grape City, and roared, "Slaughter the city! Bomb Grape City flat for this prince!"

"Slaughter...slaughter the entire city!? Yes, sir!"

The leader of the magicians' guild, standing by the tent, hesitated for a moment, but still chose to carry out the order.

He dared not look directly into Gravel's eyes; the intense killing intent was chilling and bone-piercing, as if getting too close would engulf him in extreme cold, as if he were enduring the wrath of a dragon.

Upon receiving the order, the magicians immediately prepared their siege magic. Behind Wang's army's position, a thousand-strong mage force spread out on ten huge magic circles, each a hundred meters in diameter, and the enormous incantations glowed with a dark red light.

"Magicians! Begin the incantation!"

At the command of the magician's troupe leader, a unified chant echoed across the entire field.

"Radiant God of Fire, Guardian of the Saints of the Sky!"

"May your blessings descend, may the baptism of fire bring forth the ignorant, and may they witness the glory of God!"

"Let the wrath of God scorch the earth, show your mercy, and let the lava cleanse the defiled souls!"

"Ah! Flames! Fall from the sky and cleanse the world of its filth!"

"Dragon Breath!"

As the chanting ended, the dark red glow of the spell on the magic circle turned into a blinding red light.

The sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, which spread towards the center of the sky until they blocked out the sun. The sky, which had been clear just moments before, was now as dark as night.

Gradually, a few scattered stars began to appear in the dark sky, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into a sky full of stars!

Hundreds of stars roared toward the ground with dazzling flames, the scorching flames burning birds in the air to ashes before they could even get close, like hundreds of suns crashing down on the earth.

"What is that?!"

"A miracle! It must be a miracle!"