Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

As for where Izuruti went, almost every tavern in the entire capital city of Ars had been warned by the water goddess Leda not to sell alcohol to Izuruti. So even if Izuruti managed to buy some alcohol, the tavern owners dared not keep her.

So much so that now, in the royal capital of Ars, there is only one place where Izoruti can drink in peace, and it just so happens that Rudeus himself funded it.

After a while, Rudius arrived at the tavern on the red-light district. The brothel at the intersection of the red-light district, which used to be very popular, was locked up for some reason today.

"Is Rudy here for dinner?"

Luo Qixi walked out from behind the counter. She was wearing a long, dark blue batwing sweater, with pink bra straps peeking out. The long batwing sweater even covered her buttocks, making one want to peek from below. She paired it with off-white tight-fitting fleece pants and brown Martin boots. It was clear that she had asked for advice and dressed up carefully, giving her a pure yet alluring look.

Mr. Rudius glanced at it, then pretended to turn his face away, but at the same time he was secretly glancing at it out of the corner of his eye.

"It seems a bit late to have lunch now, but it's too early to have dinner."

Luo Qixi followed again, her large, light blue eyes blinking rapidly.

"Miss Luo Qixi, what's wrong?"

Rudius caught a glimpse of the shop manager and several waiters lecherously eyeing Luo Qixi from behind. He roughly understood what was going on, glared at the lecherous old men, and then turned to Luo Qixi, saying, "Why are you dressed like a hostess in a brothel? It's too cheap. Your usual clothes are much better."

"what...."

Luo Qixi seemed dejected, hanging her head and saying with a wry smile, "Yesterday I saw Rudy go into a brothel, and I thought Rudy would like this kind of outfit..."

"Why is Ms. Luo Qixi, or rather, Miss Luo Qixi, asking me about my preferences?"

Rudius scratched his head in confusion.

"Although I'm no longer Rudy's teacher, I still don't want Rudy to go to that kind of place..."

Then, Luo Qixi, looking embarrassed, mumbled, "So I was thinking of ways to get closer to Rudy, like... using the image Rudy likes to persuade him, I felt that the chances of success would be higher."

"Pfft... Why are you acting like a little kid?"

This answer left Rudeus both amused and exasperated. He gently patted Loki's head. "Izoruti is upstairs, right?"

"Ah, Miss Izoruti is in room number three."

Luo Qixi replied.

"Okay, I'm going up now. You should change your clothes quickly, Miss Luo Qixi."

After saying that, Rudius went upstairs.

Luo Qixi stood there, originally hating it when people said she was like a child, but for some reason, she didn't hate Rudy saying she was like a child. Instead, she felt a strange sense of comfort.

But she quickly stopped her wild thoughts, realizing that the purpose of the lecturing seemed to have been achieved, and went back to her room to change into her usual clothes.

......

Rudius pushed open the door to room number three, and a pungent smell of alcohol hit him. He covered his nose and went inside.

Izuru was snoring on the table, with a mountain of bottles piled up in front of her, almost reaching the ceiling.

"How much alcohol did this girl drink? Teacher Luo Qixi doesn't even know how to control her."

Rudeus thought to himself as he walked up to Izoruti, touched her long, smooth yet oily hair that was almost sticking to the table, wiped his hands with a clean silk handkerchief on the table with some disgust, and then used the antidote on her.

"Has the Water God lost contact with you, Miss Izoruti?"

"Snoring...snoring...."

Although the antidote had been used, Izoruti didn't seem to be waking up, so Rudeus had no choice but to wait on the side, since he had plenty of time.

In fact, Rudeus could have easily kicked Izzo to the ground or woken her up in the Boreas style, but he didn't.

"Perhaps this is the only way that Izuru can fall asleep."

Rudius fiddled with the bottles on the ground, found one that was still empty, took a glass from the drawer of the wine cabinet by the door, poured in the wine, glanced at Izoruti, and then drank the wine in the glass.

"Sigh, women are such a hassle."

......

As night fell, the crystal chandelier in the room lit up naturally. Izuru opened her eyes with difficulty, scratched her greasy hair, stretched her body, and turned her head to see Rudeus watching her while swirling a wine glass.

She was about to stand up, but because she had slept for too long and was in a bad posture, her legs had become numb and she was completely unaware of it, so she couldn't move from the chair.

"Snoring...snoring..."

Since she couldn't avoid it, Izuru came up with a plan and continued to pretend to be asleep while lying on the table.

"Alright, I see you're awake."

Rudius said impatiently, "I've been waiting for you for ages, it's time to get up, Miss Izoruti."

"I...I...I'm drunk, yes, I'm drunk..."

Izuru buried her face in her chest, pretending not to hear.

"I've already used the deciphering technique on you, are you trying to impress the Dragon King in the sky?"

Rudius spat and kicked Izzo off her seat with a "bang".

Chapter 300: The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 3)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 300] The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 3)

Chapter 300: The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 3)

......

"Ouch...it hurts...it hurts..."

Izuru rubbed her sore bottom, grabbed the chair with both hands, and supported her numb legs as she returned to her seat. Turning her face away, she said, "Since you came to see me, has something progressed?"

"Yes, but I advise you to drink less alcohol, as it can easily lead to cirrhosis of the liver."

Rudius joked.

"Cirrhosis? What's that...?"

Izuru shook her head in confusion. "You're a strange fellow, Rudeus."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Rudius gave a wry smile, got up, opened the door, and prepared to leave the room. "Come on, it's time to get down to business."

"I've been in this room for half a month without going out. How about I go take a shower first?"

Izuru fiddled with her long, greasy hair, which was matted into clumps, and her slightly dull black eyes flickered in her red, swollen, and dry eye sockets.

"No need, it'll get dirty again soon anyway, I'll wash it after I'm done."

Rudeus glanced at Izuruti out of the corner of his eye, then turned and left. Izuruti didn't linger any longer and followed him out, leaning on the table for support.

And so, a disheveled woman with greasy hair, reeking of alcohol, followed Rudius into the carriage through the back door of the tavern.

......

"Or, tell me the location, and I'll walk there."

Izuru stepped onto the carriage, her gaze lingering for a moment on the red velvet cushion in front of Rudius. "I'm all sloppy here, I'll get your cushion dirty if I sit on it."

"Stop talking nonsense and get up here."

Rudius didn't mind, grabbed Izzo's arm and pulled her into the carriage, where she sat on the red velvet cushion.

"You've been drinking there for so many days, hasn't Miss Luo Qixi done anything about it?"

Rudius asked.

"We've taken care of it."

Izuru sat carefully on the edge of the cushion and said, "I told her that since I have someone to pay for my drinks anyway, she should mind her own business. Although I felt a little guilty for hitting her with a bottle when we first met, she didn't seem to care, and she didn't bother me after that."

"So that's how it is."

Rudius thought to himself, "Luo Qixi isn't stupid. She's already been beaten by you once, she's not going to ask for trouble by being beaten by you again."

As night fell, the moon hung high in the sky. The carriage entered the aristocratic district, where the streets were deserted at night, and drove into a dilapidated courtyard. It seemed that the owner of the courtyard had moved out, but the things in the courtyard were still relatively new, and the three-story villa in the middle of the courtyard still had some life in it.

"This property originally belonged to the Yerosnek family, but two of the former heirs of this family, namely Carter Yerosnek, got involved in a scandal and were made scapegoats. Their whole family was banished from the capital, and I bought their property."

Rudius entered the villa's living room and walked down the corridor, glancing back at Izoruti before turning back to say, "Miss Izoruti, who do you think has used Carter Yerosnek as a scapegoat?"

"Prime Minister Darius".

Based on the evidence Rudius had provided her previously, Isorti speculated, "Do you have any new evidence to confirm that it was him?"

Do you know what this is?

Rows of crystal chandeliers along the walls lit up. Rudeus stopped in front of a secret room as he walked along the corridor, turned to face Izuru, and took a stamp from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Superior Inspector Rudius Boreas Greirat..."

Izuru read aloud slowly, word by word, by the dim yellow light of the crystal chandelier, while simultaneously searching her mind for the corresponding status of this official position.

“I have been specially appointed by His Highness Prince Gravel to investigate this case. We now have conclusive evidence that Prime Minister Darius was the mastermind behind the plot to murder Albert, my elder brother.”

Rudius looked into Izoruti's eyes and said calmly, "Prime Minister Darius, taking advantage of his position, contacted Cliff, the grandson of Pope Milis, before he arrived in Asra in order to weaken the power of the Bereas family. He offered to deploy the Milis Church's teaching knights in the Kingdom of Asra on the condition that they would do so. His aim was to use Cliff to contact Bishop Milis of Grip and secretly murder his elder brother, thereby weakening the Bereas family."

Izuru didn't dare to look directly into Rudeus's deep eyes. Although she could no longer draw her sword, her basic skills as a former Water God King-level swordsman were still quite good. Especially at this moment, she heard Rudeus's heartbeat was very steady, and she was basically certain that Rudeus was telling the truth.

"And this evidence was obtained by a prostitute on Red Street who heard Cliff, the grandson of Pope Milis, talking to her. Cliff confessed to the king and is now imprisoned at the Asura Royal Academy."

Rudius opened the door to the secret chamber and gestured for Izoruti to come in. "This prostitute is right here."

"Why do you want me to see her?"

Izuru was about to step into the secret room when she hesitated, a feeling of unease creeping over her.

"Kill her."

"Eh?"

Seeing Rudeus's unusually calm demeanor, whether speaking or breathing, Izoruti felt puzzled again. She secretly glanced into Rudeus's eyes, but felt as if her body was frozen, both cold and helpless.

"She...she's not a witness...why?"

"Izoruti asked."

“Since she is still alive and in Asura, there is always the risk that Darius will capture her and make her change her story. If she changes her story, the case might be overturned and Darius will never be punished.”

Rudius entered the secret chamber, took out a sword, and handed it to Izuru. "Recognize the emblem on this. Use it to kill that prostitute. After that, all the evidence will point to her being silenced as Darius's revenge. This will solidify Darius's guilt."

"But...why me...?"

Izuru stared intently at the dove crest on the sword in Rudius's hand, the crest of the Vizier Darius.

“To punish Darius, it is not enough to simply convict him of his crimes; you must become a sharp blade to sever that evil.”

Rudius's tone remained calm, and his heartbeat remained steady, as if this was something he was already used to.

Izuru felt her breathing becoming increasingly difficult, her mind becoming more and more confused, and her heartbeat becoming more and more rapid. She tentatively glanced at Rudeus, then her gaze returned to the sword.

The sword was held steadily in Rudius's hand, its sharp blade reflecting a dazzling, cold light under the crystal chandelier.

"Pick it up."

Rudius said.

Izuru tried to reach out and touch it, but stopped when she was almost at the hilt.

Her hands were trembling; she had never had blood on her hands before and didn't even dare to touch the sword.

"Could we... perhaps ask someone else...?"

For a moment, she didn't know what she was saying; she was just resisting according to her instincts.

Ever since she was defeated by the North Emperor Ober, she had been unable to lift a sword again. Now, hearing Rudeus ask her to draw her sword and kill someone was simply a fantasy to her.

"I can't do it... I can't do it..."

Izuru repeated it over and over, looking at the sword, as if she could see the scene of Albert's tragic death.

It was another sword, stuck straight in Albert's chest. She desperately called out Albert's name, but he seemed not to hear her at all. His empty, lifeless eyes stared at the ceiling, and his cold body did not respond in the slightest.

"I can't do it..."

Izuru collapsed to her knees, her forehead pressed against the cold ground. She wanted to cry, but no more tears flowed from her dry, swollen eyes.

"Don't you want to punish Darius anymore, Isorti?"

Chapter 301: The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 4)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without a Transfer Event [Chapter 301] The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 4)

Chapter 301: The Sword is a Murder Weapon (Part 4)