Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

When Rob saw the brothers North Saint Jad and Nakur, his face no longer showed any sadness; instead, it wore a cold expression.

He handed little Robin to Rudeus. Rudeus knew his place and was about to get up silently to avoid it, but Rob reached out and pressed him back into his seat.

Rudeus looked at the little Robin in his arms. The little boy's bright eyes were staring straight at him. Looking into those clear eyes, he felt a sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness. The interactions he had had over the past few days had allowed Rudeus to find some similarities between this baby who was not even a year old.

"Lord Robert."

Judd glanced at Rudius next to Rob, then looked at Rob.

"Ah."

Robert pulled a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Rudius. A line of names was neatly written on the paper.

"These dozen or so men are my trusted confidants. They are skilled at both intelligence gathering and assassination. From now on, they will be yours."

"Robert said."

Rudius looked at the names on the paper, including those of Judd and Nakur.

"I understand, thank you, Lord Robert."

Rudius said.

"What's the matter? Just tell me."

Rob said to Judd and Nakur.

“Gravel has beheaded two commanders of ten thousand, both of whom were men of the prime minister Darius.”

Judd said.

"Oh?"

Rob nodded with interest, his gaze lingering on Rudeus for a moment before turning to Jade and Nakur and saying, "From now on, you will be Mr. Rudeus's subordinates. Report directly to him if anything happens."

"Yes, Lord Robert."

Jade and Nakur said in unison, "Lord Rudeus."

"Mr. Judd and Mr. Nakul, please continue to perform your previous duties and continue to complete your mission."

Rudeus looked down at Robin in his arms and said.

"..."

Judd hesitated, looking at Rudius's nonchalant attitude. Nakul tugged at his sleeve, the two brothers looked at each other, and then left after a moment.

"call……"

Rudeus let out a long sigh, handed Robin back to him, and stood up to walk to the opposite side of him. The cold moonlight shone on Rudeus's face, and the room was instantly filled with a chilling atmosphere.

“You have a spare binding scroll here, right?”

Rudius said.

"..."

Rob was speechless for a moment, because he had not trusted Rudius for more than a month and had therefore prepared a binding scroll.

But at this point, he decided to tell the truth.

"sorry."

Robert stood up and bowed.

There's no need for that.

Rudius shook his head and smiled, "I don't care about this matter. I'll be relieved if you still have the Binding Scroll, Rob."

"Hmm? Why did Rudius say that?"

"The shackles of divine power bind the children of the mortal realm, shattering any ambition that dares to usurp the throne. The divine remains divine, and dust remains dust; let the barrier between the mortal and the heavenly realms be revealed once more."

This was the chanting of the magic seal on the binding scroll, which Rob could recognize.

As Rudeus chanted the incantation, the sealing seal on his wrist appeared, the dense runes glowing with a bluish-green light, which was both green and blue.

"The binding scroll...it's...about to fail? Impossible...absolutely impossible..."

Rob held his breath, staring intently at the changes on Rudius's wrist. He had never heard of a magician who could still use magic under the sealing spell of a binding scroll.

"Chaos Demon".

A few syllables escaped Rudeus's lips, and the blue-green runes on his wrist shattered like broken glass, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

"Well, after all, Rob, you gave me two great gifts, so I should return the favor with one or two of them. That's what you call reciprocity, isn't it?"

After saying that, Rudius left the room.

Meanwhile, Jad and Nakur were waiting outside the door.

"The Brewing Avenue, is it?"

Rudius said.

"Yes."

Judd nodded.

"Okay, thank you for the information."

Rudius waved his hand and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

……

In an inn on the Brewing Road, fifteen middle-aged men in plate armor sat around a table. On the table in front of them was a stack of Asura gold coins gleaming with candlelight, and full glasses of wine.

"We've been out of food for seven or eight days. It's not easy to get this kind of drink. A lot of it has been turned into grape vinegar and nobody drinks it."

A man holding a wine glass said sarcastically, "That kid Rob, he talks a big game, saying he's protecting his family and territory, but he just wants to drag us all down with him."

"Hmph, he thinks he's something special just because he won one battle. Does he really think he can outlast Gravel?"

"This guy probably doesn't even know who he relied on to win!"

How many men do you have left?

"There are still eight hundred left."

“I still have five hundred on me, plus the others, that makes a total of two thousand. As agreed before, we’ll go and kidnap Robert first thing tomorrow morning!”

"..."

"squeak"

The conversation inside the room abruptly stopped as the sound of the door opening reached everyone's ears.

"One, two, three, ... eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen."

Rudius took out the letter that Rob had just given him and looked at the people in the room and compared them with the names on the paper. Except for Jade and Nakur, all the other names appeared on the paper.

"you are?"

"I am Rudius Boreas Grerat. I am here today to discuss some matters with you all."

Rudius walked calmly and composedly to the round table around which the fifteen people were sitting, with his hands behind his back. He picked up a wine bottle from the table and shook it twice in front of the candles. "As for what it is... well, it's about what's to come."

"Snapped!"

Rudius smashed the bottle on the table.

In an instant, the splashed wine transformed into countless tiny ice spikes, heading straight for the throats of the fifteen people.

……

Two nights later, towering flames and thick smoke rose from Wang Lingjun's army formation. Robert stood on the city wall, looking at the chaotic enemy ranks, a long-lost smile spreading across his face.

Chapter 278: The Last Chance

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without a Transfer Event [Chapter 278] The Last Chance

Chapter 278: The Last Chance

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Upon seeing the towering flames, Rob summoned his retainers overnight to ascertain the situation. After confirming the information with Rudius, Jade, and Nakur, Rob stroked his chin, already making plans in his mind.

"It seems that the spies we planted earlier have worked. They immediately instigated a mutiny among the soldiers after Gravel killed Prime Minister Darius's confidant in the army."

As he pondered, Rob turned his gaze to Rudius, reflecting on some of his own anxieties.

"Two days ago, Rudius eliminated some generals who had been bribed by Gravel and betrayed the city. Now, the city's food supplies have been cut off for ten days, and the citizens' remaining food is almost exhausted. The city of Gravel simply cannot withstand the consumption of more than 20,000 soldiers. When it comes to internal and external troubles, without relying on external enemies, I'm afraid this city will be breached by its own people."

"Rudius".

Rob handed the wine bottle to Rudius and said, "How about you try it?"

"It's so sour it's almost like vinegar."

Rudius pushed the wine bottle back without even tasting it.

He could sense from Rob's expression that now was the perfect time to switch from defense to offense, and Rob desperately needed another victory.

Rob unscrewed the bottle, filled his glass a third full, and then filled the glasses in front of the other retainers, asking, "Do you think the sour wine is good?"

Jad, Nakur, and the other retainers all shook their heads.

"It doesn't taste good, does it? I think so too."

Rob walked to the window, poured the remaining half-glass of wine out the window, turned around and smiled wryly at the people in the room:

"Then let's give it one last shot so that we can drink a non-acidic wine one last time."

This time, for some reason, Rob's tone lacked confidence compared to the first battle. Everyone present remained silent. Whether it was the old butler who was nearly fifty years old or Rudeus who had just come of age for more than half a year, they all noticed something was amiss.

"The retainers are wavering..."

Looking at the expressions on the faces of the people at the table, Rudius couldn't help but think of the group of ministers around Cosette, the student council president of La Noah Magic University, before the election two years ago in La Noah.

At this moment, a centurion stood up and said:

"Lord Robert, as the saying goes, 'a wise man submits to circumstances.' You've seen the situation in the city. Although there have been some setbacks in the enemy ranks, we can't fight city hall. We should..."

The centurion's father was an old nobleman from Grip, who had served Plemon. Thanks to his father's influence, he was still young, only in his early twenties.

"Shall we surrender to Gravel?"

Rob cut off the centurion's remaining words, his face still bearing a wry smile, yet his question carried a hint of mockery: "If surrendering could solve the problem, why have we held out until now?"

"I ask you, what do you think is the point of us fighting this far?"

"Be a loyal subject of Asura."

The old steward replied, "Lord Rob has kept us going until now so that we can all become loyal subjects of Asura. Only in this way can we protect what we cherish."

"Yes."

Rob slowly sat down and said, "If we surrender to the First Prince Gravel Binlifen Asla, we will be traitors, we will be rebels."

“Some of us may have received some benefits from that prince, but think about it carefully. The first prince of Asura will never keep any promises made to traitors, whether he says he will protect our families or this land, because all the credibility of the first prince of the Kingdom of Asura, Gravel Binlifen Asura, was exhausted the moment we started the war.”

"Do you remember that magic trick we saw a month ago? That was the most terrifying magic in the world: Dragon Breath. If our class of mages hadn't moved the gods and withstood that attack at the cost of almost total annihilation, we would have been wiped out long ago. We wouldn't be here drinking sour wine now!"

As he finished speaking, Rob slammed his fist on the table. Some of the retainers exchanged bewildered glances. The topic Rob had just raised had already shaken their already unwavering belief in Gravel's assurances.

Rudius listened to Rob's words without saying a word.

Although Rob's words were straightforward, there wasn't a single wasted word, unlike when he made a deal with Rob two days ago or when Rob negotiated with Albert before, where the words were full of hidden meanings and misinterpreting the other party's meaning would result in a great loss.

"This is our last chance."

Rob grabbed the sword at his waist and pointed it at the Wang Lingjun army formation outside the window, which was blazing with fire. "If this had happened a month ago, I would have immediately gathered all the soldiers out of the city and charged the enemy lines without saying a word. But now I am forced to waste time elsewhere."

"Do we really have that much time left? If we miss our chance due to internal strife, we will lose a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! This will play right into Gravel's hands, and we will bear the stigma of traitors until our deaths!"

"Think of your wives, children, parents, and relatives; think of your precious and important people. Do they also have to live with the stigma of being traitors?"

"Too many people have already shed blood on this land of Milpotz. Our internal strife will only cause them to lose their lives in vain. And how can those who are lucky enough to survive rest in peace?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Robert."

The two centurions rose from their seats and confessed, "We listened to Gravel's slander and betrayed you..."

"Then, are you still willing to wield your swords with me?"

"Robert asked."

"us……"