Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Ah! My eyes! My eyes!"

On the battlefield of Grape City, Rob's army witnessed such a "miracle" for the first time. Many soldiers lost their sight after only staring at the "miracle" for a few moments.

As the stars fell, Rob was blinded by the intense light, and his armor became scorching hot.

Is this the end...?

For the first time in his twenty years of life, Robert felt a sense of loss, a feeling of being so close to death. There was no pain, because the temperature was already so high that it was hard to breathe. Even if he didn't suffocate from the terrifying heat, he would be crushed into dust by falling stars.

"As expected, I was too naive..."

……

"Great God of the Earth, share your mercy, and let the supreme earth bless all things!"

"Bury my soul, bring blessings and nourishment, and let the weak live under your holy grace!"

"With the shield of the gods against the thunder, display your majesty, and let the walls of earth protect all living beings!"

"O God! Show your glory and protect all things in the world!"

"Earth Shield!"

Chapter 271: The Battle of Grepsha (Part 3)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 271] The Battle of Gripsha (Part 3)

Chapter 271: The Battle of Grepsha (Part 3)

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"Your Highness! I do not understand why you ordered the massacre of the city. The son-in-law of the Boreas family is still inside!"

James, carrying a lantern, rushed into Gravel's central command tent, knelt on one knee, and said to Gravel, "Please rescind your order to massacre the city!"

"Hmph, that old fox."

Gravel cursed inwardly, then snorted and said, "Hmph, the Magicians' Order is a magic force directly under Father's command. Lord James has been under Father's nose for so many years, do you really think they will obey my orders just because I say 'mass the city'?"

"You mean...that's...no, impossible, how could His Majesty possibly..."

James hesitated, opening his jaw and repeatedly denying the order, as if he simply couldn't believe that the king had tacitly approved such a "massacre."

"Of course, I also do not have my father's edict or anything to prove whether His Majesty tacitly approved of my order to 'massacre the city'."

Gravel gave James a look, a test. Under the lamplight, James looked into Gravel's eyes, which held a brilliance that even the current king lacked.

Before Gravel could speak again, he had already adopted a posture of loyalty.

"The swords of the Boreas family are ready to serve His Highness Gravel at any time."

……

"Whoosh!"

The sky, which was just as dark as night, now looks as if it's under hundreds of suns, and you can feel the increased temperature even on the ground.

After the magicians of the magicians' guild finished chanting the incantation with trembling bodies, they looked at the distant sky as countless huge fireballs with dazzling light fell towards the direction of Grip City.

This is a Fire Saint-level magic, Fire Rain, created through modifications by the Kingdom of Asura, and a magic that only exists in magic textbooks—Dragon Breath.

Dragon Breath, also known as the City-Slaying Magic, is dozens of times more powerful than Fire Rain. It was first used by Asura and Milis in their war for maritime supremacy more than seventy years ago. After the stars fell, a port city near Milis was razed to the ground. This was the most powerful magic ever used in a war between humans since the Second Human-Demon War.

The leader of the magicians recalled a sentence he had read in a book about the naval war between Asura and Milis when he was still an apprentice:

"The god of darkness shattered the sun, and the fragments of the sun boiled the ocean."

As witnesses once again the divine power of this legendary magic, some magicians even knelt down on the magic circle.

"boom!"

Several powerful shockwaves erupted from Grep City and spread outwards. In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, trees were uprooted, and grass was swept into the sky like fallen leaves in autumn. Even the Wang Lingjun's position several miles away was severely affected.

The soldiers stuck their swords into the ground and gripped the hilts tightly, afraid that they would be blown away by the sudden gust of wind.

The general's flag, emblazoned with a three-headed dragon, whipped wildly in the wind, sending gusts of air through it. The flagpole snapped in half, and Gravel's tents seemed on the verge of being uprooted.

After a while, a few rays of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, and light returned to people's sight.

The soldiers righted the general's flag that had been overturned by the blast wave, and the white three-headed dragon flag once again fluttered above the army under the command of the king.

"Ho..."

Gravel looked toward the city of Grape, gazing at the unscathed city, and he even forgot to breathe.

The land for miles around outside Gramp was cracked and barren, covered with scorched marks, and the once vast forests were reduced to charred remains.

The city of Grip, however, stood like a steel nail driven into that scorched earth.

"The Magicians!"

Gravel roared as he pointed at the isolated city, "Order the magicians to bombard it again! If once isn't enough, do it twice, if twice isn't enough, do it three times, until this city is leveled!"

"Reporting...reporting to Your Highness..."

The leader of the Magicians' Guild arrived before Gravel, looking utterly dejected, and said breathlessly, "Your...Your Highness, Dragon Breath is extremely damaging to magic. With the Magicians' Guild's current strength, it will take another month to prepare for it again."

"Then there's nothing we can do..."

Gravel stroked his chin, his eyes fixed on the direction of Grape City on the sand table. "Even if it breaks our teeth, we'll take it down. Let's prepare to attack."

……

In the city of Grape, Rob opened his eyes in pain. The blinding light had nearly blinded him, and his armor was scorching hot, with obvious burns on his neck where it had been in contact with the armor.

He immediately got up and inspected the damage to the position. All parts had suffered varying degrees of casualties, some soldiers had been burned to varying degrees, and some soldiers had gone blind.

Overall, the reduction in personnel was not significant, and Robert sighed with relief.

But he didn't understand. Given the unprecedented power and oppressive feeling of the magic he had just witnessed, he should have been dead by now.

With these questions in mind, Rob headed to the mage class's position.

"This is……"

On the blue-glowing magic circle, the mage class of more than seventy people had been reduced to less than half. At least thirty people had been swallowed up by the magic circle, with only their clothes remaining on the ground.

"Ansel?"

"Ansel?"

Rob called out the name of the mage class leader, but received no response until he stepped on something.

Robert stopped shouting, looked down, and saw that he was standing on the robe of the class monitor of the mage class.

He looked at the other surviving magicians. More than a dozen of them had gray hair and sunken eyes. Although they were still alive, they had completely lost their ability to fight. Only the twenty-one people who had stood at the edge of the magic circle at the beginning were still able to fight.

"Lord Robert..."

A magician, leaning on his staff, walked with difficulty to Rob and forced a smile, saying, "Lord Rob, we...we held on..."

"Yes, you did a great job."

Rob took the other man's arm and praised him, "You saved this city."

The magician shook his head and said, "Lord Robert, if Rudius hadn't helped us modify the magic circle, we would be dead by now."

"Looks like I'll have to owe Rudius a favor first," Rob thought to himself.

"Ugh!!!!!"

"Report! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Hearing the bugle call coming from afar, Robert once again went up to the city wall and shouted to the dazed and confused people:

"All line up"

“Geravel is inhuman, so we should be even less likely to become lambs to the slaughter!”

"All troops! Attack!"

Chapter 272: The Battle of Grepsha (Part 4)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 272] The Battle of Gripsha (Part 4)

Chapter 272: The Battle of Grepsha (Part 4)

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"Phew, that's terrifying. Have they forgotten that the other side still has hostages?"

Rudeus spat, a chill running down his spine. He had long known the power of Dragon Breath, a city-destroying magic, from books, but he never imagined that he would witness it firsthand and it would actually befall him.

"Perhaps His Majesty the King has lost trust in me..."

As a consequence of failing to protect Albert and prevent the war, avoiding the war would be something everyone would have wanted to see.

Once the war begins, everyone will become casualties of the city of Grip.

"The saying 'serving a ruler is like serving a tiger' probably refers to this."

Thinking of this, Rudius let out a long sigh, picked up the unfinished chicken leg from the table, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Although he knew he might have been blacklisted by His Majesty the King, he wasn't anxious at all.

Back then, just one sentence from Philip, "James will kill you," was enough to make him faint for days. After experiencing countless near-death experiences, life and death had become just a concept to him.

However, there are still some people and things that he cares about, and he cannot let his life end so hastily.

"Either be a lamb waiting to die, becoming meat on someone else's chopping board, or fight your way out and find a new way to live!"

"Soldiers, advance!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

Rudius pushed open the kitchen door and looked at Rob, who was mounted on horseback, brandishing his sword to encourage the soldiers. He couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of respect for the man.

The soldiers, whose morale was low due to the fright of the dragon's breath, were now energized by Rob's encouragement.

As the saying goes, "only by facing death can one find life," and thanks to Dragon Breath, all the soldiers underwent a trial between life and death.

At this moment, the knights and soldiers in the city have all become death-defying warriors.

……

As the vanguard of the king's army was a cavalry force of ten thousand men, with tens of thousands of riders flying the lion banner of the Boreas family, galloping towards the city of Greppu.

"Target is Gravel's banner! Attack!"

Rob shouted and charged into the enemy ranks. King Vita of the North, along with Saint Jad of the North and Nakur and the five thousand Notos knights, followed closely behind Rob and clashed with the Bereaswan cavalry. For a time, it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

"kill!"

Amidst shouts of battle, reinforcements from within Grip also charged out.

James watched the fighting crowd. Four hundred years ago, the Bereaswan Cavalry, known for their unparalleled bravery, were fighting to a standstill against a smaller force.

"I am Rob Notos Grellat! Anyone who stands in my way shall die!"

Rob, along with King Vita of the North and the brothers Saint Jade and Nakur, charged ahead, tearing a gap in the Bereasvan cavalry's lines.

The fact that the Magicians' Dragon Breath had been neutralized by the enemy had already affected the morale of the King's army. Furthermore, Rob's rampage through the army under the cover of the Northern King and the Northern Saint caused the soldiers to retreat step by step.

If the 10,000-cavalry force is defeated here, the Boreas family will lose all face!

"Second wave, attack!"

James cracked his whip, and another 10,000 infantrymen joined the battle, determined to use their numerical advantage to push Robb's army back into the city.

"Prepare for volley fire!"

Upon hearing the order to prepare for a volley of arrows, James looked somewhat surprised in the direction of the Aiolos family's position.

"That bastard Oswald!"

James kicked his horse hard in the belly and galloped toward the archers' position, shouting, "Oswald! Stop right there!"

"put!"

Oswald glanced at James, who was charging towards him with a roar, but ignored him and with a flick of his whip, unleashed a volley of arrows from the archers' ranks.

"Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!"

A dense rain of arrows pelted the front lines like a storm, causing havoc on both Rob's and Boreas's armies.

"Oswald, you bastard!"