Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Colluding with the Dragon King Kingdom? Are you kidding me?!"

Being taken away by such a blatant frame-up, I was extremely resentful, but there was nothing I could do. I could only struggle desperately, kicking my legs incessantly, but my body was easily lifted up by the two inspectors.

It was only then that I realized I should have used the resources of my uncle Luke and adoptive father Rudeus to practice magic and physical skills when I was a child, so that I would still have a fighting chance in such situations.

"I saw it all! That person took the paper out of his clothes himself! You're framing him! You're embezzling public funds and bending the law! You're treating human life like dirt!"

I kept calling out, but they completely ignored me and left the manor through the corridor. I saw with my own eyes the butler and servants who had served me in the manor being handcuffed and shackled and put into a prison van, crying out their grievances.

But nobody paid them any attention; they were herded like livestock.

At that moment, I was just like them.

In the pitch-black night sky, even the moon hid behind the clouds, refusing to lend us a single ray of moonlight.

Half an hour later, I was taken to the capital's dungeon, a place where no sunlight could be seen. Under the dim light of the torches, I realized that the people imprisoned in this cell seemed to be some familiar figures.

From the damp, dark steps at the entrance to the pitch-black corridor, nearly twenty ministers were imprisoned. They were all nobles who had vassals of Bereas and ministers who had vassals of Rudius.

"Don't forget, I have your parents firmly in my grasp! How dare you treat me like this!"

"Behave yourself, you filthy bitch!"

After I was locked in the cell, I could still faintly hear the sounds of people being locked up one after another through the crack in the cell door, especially the sharp screams of women, and the voice sounded like Aisha.

Little did I know that my words would come true. Things are developing in the direction of the third possibility: the power of the Boreas family is being gradually divided and disintegrated. Today, Boreas's cronies are being arrested; tomorrow, Rudeus's key confidants may be dismissed; and then it will be Rudeus himself.

A force as powerful as the Water God, who is close to the Boreas family, will likely be used by Rudeus to protect his family, and he himself may have to atone with his death to satisfy the emperor's demands.

Bereas is doomed.

The current situation is that no matter how hard I try, I may not achieve anything. I have known for a long time that in the eyes of outsiders, I carry many titles, such as "Descendant of the First Soldier of Asura" and "Son of a Hero". These titles can be an accelerator when I am on a smooth path, but at this time, they are actually no different from waste paper.

I used to be floating among the flowers, but now I've undoubtedly fallen into a puddle of mud.

I never imagined I'd see the outcome of this life so soon. I'm so unwilling to accept it because I started too early. I reached a height that most people can only dream of before I even put in much effort. But when I finally tried to do something to make amends, it was too late, and I was powerless to change anything.

It seems that my previous life was like this too.

The essence of humanity is to repeat past mistakes, and it seems that this statement is indeed true. Moreover, I have not yet reached the level of having the ability to make choices based on mistakes.

At that moment, I unrealistically thought that if God gave me another chance, I would definitely live a different life.

......

The next day, I was awakened by the jailer. The warden said that as the mastermind behind the secret collusion with the Dragon Kingdom, Lord Rudeus, the regent, wanted to summon me to the palace for trial.

Am I being made a scapegoat?

Suddenly I felt confused and scared. I felt my thighs trembling, as if a wet sensation was about to come over me at any moment.

I have always believed that my adoptive father, whom I regarded as my own father, would personally judge me and use me as a scapegoat to save the lives of my family.

Although I know that I have no choice in what I encounter in this world, my heart is breaking at this moment.

This is far more heartbreaking than the scene of relatives coming to my door demanding repayment after I was scammed.

I was betrayed by my dearest loved ones.

Gradually, I became delirious. I only remember being shoved into a carriage and taken into the Silver Palace. The cold stone bricks made my bones ache from the cold. Edward sat with his legs crossed on the floor of the palace, with Rudeus, dressed in a purple coat with gold thread, standing to his side. Civil and military officials stood on either side.

Along with me, those brought to the main hall included Carter Yerosnek, his two sons, and five ministers including Macher Holpett and Ben Warner. They were all representatives of the old nobles of the capital, who held sway over the cabinet and the fields of law, personnel, and military affairs.

Why am I with them? Something's not right. Rudeus should have been taken to the palace with me; Boreas should have lost.

"Robin Notos Grellat, do you know your crime?"

Edward asked with a smile.

I didn't feel any chill from Edward's questioning words; in fact, I felt a sense of warmth.

"injustice...."

The words that came out most directly from my survival instincts were: I was indeed wronged.

"You say you're wronged? What grievance do you have? Confess truthfully, and His Majesty will surely clear your name!"

Rudius said seriously.

"The inspector from the Surveillance Hall who went to arrest me claimed that his privately held letters were evidence of my affair with the Wanglong Kingdom, and thus falsely accused me!"

After saying that, my already hazy consciousness became even more blurred, and I don't know anything after that.

......

When I woke up, I found myself lying in a carriage, covered with a quilt. Sitting next to me was a long-eared girl with long brown hair and eyes like rubies. She looked at me gently and occasionally wiped my forehead with a warm, damp towel.

"Lucy?"

"Brother Robin, you're finally awake."

She said, "You've been sleeping for two days."

Am I being led to the execution ground?

I asked, somewhat confused.

"puff..."

She couldn't help but laugh. To be honest, I've rarely seen her laugh in recent years; she always looks very serious, quite different from her sister Chris.

"We're on our way to the Dragon King Kingdom."

"Oh, so he was exiled."

I suddenly remembered what had happened before; it's very likely that Rudeus saved me, but...

I can't explain it, my mind is a mess right now.

"Then... what exactly is going on?"

I asked.

“Carter and other villains who colluded with the Dragon King Kingdom framed Robin and Aunt Aisha, and also sowed discord between Father and His Majesty the Emperor. As a result, His Majesty issued an imperial decree to send troops to attack the Dragon King Kingdom.”

Lucy spoke slowly and deliberately, but I grew increasingly confused. Even if Carter and the others could deceive the Emperor, the fact that over twenty ministers loyal to the Boreas family were imprisoned in the capital's dungeon suggested such immense power...

"I don't know the rest. Brother Robin, you should ask Brother Ars later."

.....

As expected, when the caravan rested, Yars came to find me in the carriage. He was wearing a set of gleaming silver armor and a sword with a three-headed dragon emblem hanging at his waist, looking every bit the young hero.

Upon seeing Ars, Lucy nodded slightly and left. She noticed a shadow outside the carriage, presumably waiting for them to finish speaking. This child is very good at distinguishing between what she shouldn't hear and what she shouldn't say, making her smarter than most people these days.

"Surprised? I am now the commander-in-chief of the Dragon King Kingdom."

Ars laughed smugly, "You're my adjutant, Robin."

"Can you tell me everything from the beginning, Jars?"

I propped myself up against the cushion, my head buzzing from time to time.

"Actually, it's quite simple. Father actually started preparing several months ago. He first prepared to send my grandparents, three mothers, and my younger siblings to the territory of Fituia. It was supposed to be an ancestral worship ceremony to avoid disaster, but in reality, it was to lure Carter and his group into a trap. Then, he would pretend to have a conflict with His Majesty and create the illusion that the armies of the four territories and the central court officials were all controlled by those self-righteous fools like Carter. Once the disloyal ones among the nobles who were attached to Boreas were exposed, he would carry out a great purge."

Ars spoke fluently and clearly, “The pretext for this great purge is to collude with the Dragon King Kingdom and interfere in the internal affairs of the Asura Empire. This way, we can both cleanse our officials and promote reforms, and also use the pretext of diverting trouble eastward to send troops to seize control of the area south of the Red Dragon’s jaw. It’s a win-win situation.”

"As expected of Lord Kanpaku's grand scheme, he's only been here two days, yet he's already able to mobilize troops to the south so quickly. He must have been preparing for this for many years..."

After listening to Ars's story, I couldn't help but marvel at just how terrifying the seemingly ordinary Lord Rudeus truly was. Such a thing is beyond my comprehension, given my short-sightedness. If I had reached that level before the age of thirty, perhaps I wouldn't have choked to death in that bowl of instant noodles.

"But do you know how Chris and I broke up? Is it related to this?"

Side Story 5: I really love you so much

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Side Story 5] I Really Love You So Much

Side Story 5: I really love you so much

......

Robin's perspective:

……

"Chris..."

Ars sighed, then looked at me with pity and asked, "How long have Robin and Chris been dating?"

"Three years."

I say.

"It's been three years, Robin, and you still don't understand the situation, or rather, Chris is hiding it too well."

Ars retorted, "Do you really think my sister is innocent, naive, and pure?"

Hearing what Yals said, I couldn't help but shudder. "What do you mean by that?"

I dated Chris for three years. My impression of her has always been that she is as soft as cotton candy and as sweet as sorghum candy. Sometimes she is a little arrogant, throws a little tantrum, and shows off her little bit of cleverness, but no matter how I think about it, she is a naive and innocent girl.

Compared to her sisters, Chris is more lively than Lala from the Silent One, smarter than the naturally naive Lily, and more talkative than the taciturn Lucy. Moreover, more importantly, when you take her shopping, she always helps people who are suffering, and when you eat out with her, she will not make things difficult for ordinary people because of her status.

In short, she is a basically flawless, innocent, cute, and pure girl.

Such a good girl, if she were faking it, it wouldn't be a problem to fake it once or twice, but I met her when I was ten years old and dated her for three years, which is about ten years. If she wasn't really innocent, pure, cute and naive, how could that be possible?

and many more!

When I was first introduced into the Silver Palace, I was just a cabinet copyist, responsible for copying documents. I was even higher than the junior scholars of yesteryear. Although such work was very tedious, it was a job that many people would fight tooth and nail for.

At that time, my adoptive father, Lord Rudeus, would occasionally offer me some help, but I often refused because I did not want to gain something for nothing. However, after I started dating Chris, I was promoted several ranks in just one year, from a minor "junior scholar" to a cabinet councilor.

Perhaps because I was dating Chris, I didn't feel any aversion to being a kept man.

Three years into our relationship, I was easily caught up in the turmoil. Although I wasn't dismissed from my official position, I was easily marginalized.

In other words...

My relationship with Chris was just a small trick Rudeus used to control me step by step, making me accept his favors without feeling guilty, fall into his trap without any defenses, and then become his puppet, held tightly in his hands.

Chris is destined not to marry me, so even at this age, when most of her peers are already married and have children, we haven't even...

No, you can't blame Chris for that. I rejected her before because we weren't married yet, but she never seemed to mention marriage to me.

I had long thought that Chris might not marry me, but I was like a frog in lukewarm water, constantly putting things off despite considering the possibility.

"She wrote to me saying that she really wanted to marry me if she could, but was that just a lie...?"

I'm making a last-ditch effort.

"Brother Robin, where did your usual composure and calmness go?"

Ars patted me on the shoulder and comforted me, "Wanting to marry you and actually wanting to marry you are two different things, Robin."

“I once liked a girl who sang opera in the red-light district. How could a girl from a common background withstand the kind of energy we have? She was overwhelmed by my money in just a few days. We made vows to be together forever. At that time, I even rejected the marriage arranged by my father.”

"Is this the one right now?"

As Arles comforted me with his story, it seemed to stir up some memories within me as well. He had once been close to a commoner girl who sang opera in the red-light district, but for some reason, the relationship ended there. He was also engaged to Edward's sister.

At the time, I thought it must be the result of Rudeus's forced intervention, or perhaps Ars got tired of it. After dating Chris, I observed Rudeus's reaction and felt that Rudeus wasn't the kind of person who would interfere in his children's love life. It was more likely that Ars got tired of it.

"Yes, that's right. I was very determined to refuse at the time. My father didn't say anything, and he certainly wouldn't make things difficult for me, but..."

Ars was speechless for a moment. "Chris hired someone to beat up that girl's father. Her family couldn't afford to treat him. The girl was very kind. She didn't want to cause me any trouble because of her father, but she was lured by the people Chris arranged and forced to work in a brothel to earn money to treat her father's injuries."

"Later, Chris brought her family's guards to patronize that girl's business, paying her one gold coin each time, right in front of me."

"And then? You played the hero and saved the damsel in distress?"

"No, I didn't do anything. I couldn't believe that girl would do that kind of work. Twenty members of the courtyard guard, each of them did it with her two or three times. In the end, she was holding a whole bunch of Asura gold coins, and I couldn't tell if she was crying or laughing. I just heard her keep saying: 'That's enough...that's enough...'"

As he spoke, Yars sniffed twice, his eyes gradually reddening. It was indeed a painful memory for him, being treated like that by his dearest twin sister...

Hearing Jars' words, I was stunned. I doubted whether he was talking about Chris. I couldn't believe that Chris would do such a thing. She had kept it hidden for so many years, and even the last love letter had a sweet milky scent.

“Although I am the eldest son in the family, I am not a smart person. In fact, in the eyes of the ministers, I am just an arrogant and spoiled brat. Chris is more suitable to be the eldest son than the younger sister. She considers the family in every way, but she does not want to steal my vanity as the eldest son. That's why she pretends to be innocent and naive. I think she may really like you, but for her, it is just a chance to indulge herself because she does not belong to you at all, Robin.”

Ars met my gaze, and I suddenly realized that although I had lived for nearly fifty years, I was still as naive as a twenty-something-year-old when it came to emotions. Perhaps this was not my fault; in the past, these were just scenes from TV dramas. I used to mock the screenwriters who wrote such plots, saying that if I were the male lead, I would do this or that.

But now, having actually experienced it, I realize that was the most authentic reaction.

"Thank you, Jars."

......

This war against the Kingdom of Wanglong involved an army of 100,000: 10,000 mage legions, 30,000 cavalry, 50,000 infantry, and 20,000 musketeers, which Yars called "iron cannons".