Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Seeing this, the healer didn't dare to say anything more, bowed, and left with the remaining healers. Before leaving, he could only silently add, "In short, His Majesty needs to rest. Please, gentlemen, take care of His Majesty's health."

"Aisha, what important matter do you have to report to His Majesty that has caused him such injury?"

Luke calmed his breathing and turned to look at Aisha.

"Please take a look, Your Excellency."

With a cold expression, Aisha picked up the military report that Ariel had dropped from the ground and handed it to Luke.

"The Kingdom of Bigenliru launched a surprise attack on our main force, inflicting heavy casualties on our army. A total of 80,000 soldiers were killed or wounded, 30,000 horses were lost, and supplies and provisions worth approximately 1.8 million gold coins were lost. We have now retreated from the Red Dragon's Cheek, and the enemy's advance is heading straight for Roya..."

Luke checked the handwriting on the military report again and again, as well as the signature of Chandur and the seal of the Knights. This sudden military report was simply unbelievable to him.

"Wasn't the army almost at the borders of the Kingdom of Bigenliru...? How could this be...? What happened to Shandul...?"

Upon seeing the battle report, Luke's already depressed mood plummeted as if he had fallen into an abyss.

If the war continues in a state where I am worried about the enemy's inferiority or if both sides have their own victories and defeats, and ultimately my side wins, that would be the ideal situation for Luke. However, if Shandur loses, he would be the first to fall to the blade before the Kingdom of Asura is trampled by the iron cavalry of the Kingdom of Bigenliru.

“Luke...Aisha......”

Just as Luke was pondering, Ariel awoke.

Upon hearing this, Luke and Aisha immediately returned to Ariel's bedside to attend to her.

Ariel, once known as the most beautiful woman in the Kingdom of Asura, had just turned thirty and should have possessed the charm and allure of a sophisticated young woman. However, Ariel now had only a gaunt face and bloodless skin, with faint gray spots appearing around her eyes. Although she was still beautiful, she was as fragile as a flickering candle flame.

"Asura...is he going to die by my hand...? I...cannot be Asura's sinner..."

Ariel opened her mouth with difficulty, as if each word had exhausted all her strength. She stretched her thin arm out from under the covers, revealing a ring on her ring finger bearing the emblem of the great powers representing the dragon god Alstead. She said weakly, "Luke, take it off..."

"Yes... Your Majesty..."

Luke followed Ariel's instructions and removed the ring from her slender ring finger.

He knew that the ring was left to Ariel by the dragon god Alsteed, so that Ariel could take it off in times of crisis and Alsteed would arrive in front of her as quickly as possible.

In an instant, Luke felt as if a thunderous force was passing through his body, and his magic seemed to be being stripped away by the ring. The dragon god's emblem on the ring released a blue light, carving a huge magic circle on the ceiling of the King's Chamber.

After the blue-glowing magic circle was completed, a terrifying aura instantly filled the entire room.

It was as if one were about to watch a colossal creature, comparable to a mountain range, collapse upon them.

A figure radiating golden light slowly descended from the magic circle on the ceiling to the ground.

As the golden light faded, a tall male figure was revealed. His silver-gray hair seemed to absorb the golden candlelight in the royal chamber, devouring the light of the entire room. His golden, three-white eyes revealed a ferocious aura like a giant dragon, and the white coat covering his entire body exuded a terrifying atmosphere. The horrifying aura from before was amplified several times in an instant, and the entire royal chamber was shrouded in a deathly silence of fear.

The dragon god Orsteed has descended.

Luke's hands trembled uncontrollably, but he dared not loosen his grip on the ring. Aisha, standing beside him, knelt down on the ground, trembling, and a small puddle unknowingly formed between her knees.

"Lord Olstead..."

Ariel struggled to open her eyes, her body trembling in the atmosphere. "Please...you...defeat...Bi...Jian...Li...Lu...protect...Asura..."

Alsted twitched his jaw slightly, took the ring from Luke's hand, and the ring drew a golden magic circle on the ceiling. He rose into the air, and his body disappeared after entering the magic circle.

"vomit!"

The moment Alstead disappeared, Ariel coughed up a large amount of dark, foul-smelling blood. Her pale skin was stained with the blood, and she was barely breathing. Her mouth opened and closed, uttering extremely faint sounds: "Luke... Luke..."

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty...I'm here...I'm here..."

Hearing Ariel's call, Luke quickly crawled to his knees to be close to her, pressing his ear to her lips, "Your Majesty, please speak, I'm listening..."

"Luke...please...serve...Edward...and make good use of...Rudeus..."

Hearing Ariel's voice, each word seeming to drain her life force, Luke felt a pang of anguish. He sniffed, two streams of tears rolling down his cheeks. "Your Majesty...please stop...you will surely live a long and healthy life...I will serve you faithfully..."

"Cough cough... Luke... Luke... I... am your... what...."

"You are my emperor!"

Hearing Luke's sincere answer, Ariel coughed twice more. She didn't want to hear any of this, but she had no strength left. Still, she struggled to open her mouth and asked again, "Wrong... Luke... I... asked you... what... I am... your... what...?"

"You...no, Her Majesty Ariel is my princess..."

"Um......"

Luke looked up and saw a happy smile on Ariel's pale face, stained with blood, but she had already stopped breathing.

[The Death of Luke] A Shattered Hero's Dream

A Mushoku Tensei fanfic: Even without a transfer event, I will live earnestly [Luke's Death] - A shattered hero's dream.

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The biting wind howled across the Crimson Dragon Mountains, relentlessly unleashing its bitter chill upon all living things on earth.

On the purplish-red soil, pools of blood had already frozen into stench-filled ice, and the pitted earth was awakened by a ray of morning sun.

Outside the city of Roya, the last 100,000 elite troops from the four territories of the Kingdom of Asura gathered here. Everyone knew that this was the final battle, and the life and death of Asura would be decided in this battle.

The left flank of the army was the Usl Knights of the Aiolos family, located near the Crimson Dragon Mountains, responsible for containing the attack, numbering about 30,000.

The right flank of the army consisted of the Donadi Knights of the Zeferos family and the Milbots Knights of the Notos family, located on the Great Plains. Composed mainly of infantry, they were responsible for covering the rear, totaling approximately 50,000 men.

Behind the army formation were the Royal Knights, a total of 1,500 men, who had just arrived on the battlefield, and the Royal Capital Magicians, a total of 2,000 men, who had rushed there overnight.

The vanguard legion will still be led by the Knights of Fituia, serving as the vanguard of the entire army. Their mission is to severely weaken the enemy's advance and strike at their heart.

A year ago, the Kingdom of Bigenliru invaded, and the territory of Fituia was the first to be hit. The Fituia Knights fought desperately and finally withstood the enemy's attack when the allied forces of the four territories arrived. The Bereaswan Cavalry, which once dominated the Laplace Wars and was known as the most elite cavalry in the Kingdom of Asra after more than four hundred years of inheritance, now had less than two thousand men left.

As the dust billowed from the Crimson Dragon's face and approached, Shandur raised his war club and rode his warhorse to the front of the vanguard legion.

One by one, the cavalrymen, armed like iron cans, stood in the biting cold wind. The cold wind made their horses shiver, and their blood-stained plate armor and lances gleamed crimson in the morning light.

"Magicians!! Use Dragon Breath Magic!! Aim at the Crimson Dragon's face! Unleash a powerful magical attack!"

The messenger carrying the three-headed dragon banner relayed the order to the rear along the battle line. Upon receiving the order, the magicians immediately activated the massive magic circle beneath their feet, and a series of synchronized chants resounded within Asura's army:

"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 incantation ended, the pale blue light emanating from the magic circle beneath the magicians' feet instantly 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 fire, the scorching flames burning birds in the air to ashes before they could even get close, as if hundreds of suns were crashing down on the face of the red dragon.

Suddenly, a golden crescent moon as tall as a mountain range flew from the red dragon's forehead into the sky, instantly leaving a huge white streak across the previously dark sky.

"boom!"

A ringing in my ears, then the dark clouds in the sky were instantly torn to shreds, the sun peeked out again, and the sky returned to its clear state, as if nothing had happened.

By the time the Asura army came to their senses, the army of the Kingdom of Bigenliru had already passed the Red Dragon Face. Hundreds of tall demons and tens of thousands of infantrymen had all deployed and assembled neatly on the plain in front of the Red Dragon Face.

"Vanguard Legion! Engage!!!"

Chantelle raised his battle club high, kicked his horse's belly hard, and charged towards the enemy.

"For Asura! Charge!"

Even after witnessing the Asura Kingdom's strongest offensive magic being neutralized by the enemy, the knights showed no fear. They spurred their horses forward in anger, with the heavy cavalry of the Fituya Knights following closely behind Shandur as they charged into the enemy ranks.

"Let them witness the might of the Knights of Usr! Left Wing Legion! Attack!"

"For Asura! For His Majesty! Knights of Milbots! Knights of Donadi! Attack!"

Seeing that the vanguard legion had already engaged the enemy, the Asura army on the left and right flanks followed closely behind.

All the grudges and feuds between the various territories have now come to an end, and all the fear and sorrow that people naturally feel have vanished with the soldiers' battle roars.

At this moment, a figure holding a broadsword that emitted a dazzling golden light stepped out from the army of the Kingdom of Bigenliru. With a casual wave of his hand, several golden crescents burst forth. Before the thousands of Asura soldiers could even see the enemy, they were torn to pieces by those white crescents. The blood that splattered into the sky, along with the broken limbs and organs, fell back to the ground like rain.

That was Alexander Kalman Beklay, the Northern God, who had returned.

The bloody rain stained the soldiers' armor red, but this was not the first time they had fought against such a "monster," so even though they were terrified, they still charged forward.

"Is indiscriminate killing your idea of ​​justice?!"

Seeing the soldiers' miserable state, Chandur's knuckles, white from the strain, gripped his baton tightly, and he roared as he charged toward the figure.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a loud noise halted Shandur's advance, and his view was suddenly blocked by a figure that seemed to have fallen from the sky.

Along with the figure, a terrifying aura instantly filled the surroundings.

In an instant, the vast plains of the Fetoia territory were filled with a suffocating atmosphere. The air seemed to freeze, and knights fell off their horses one after another, their faces filled with fear, and some even vomited due to excessive terror.

The warhorses neighed in fright and charged and trampled through the ranks, causing Asura's army to crumble in an instant.

"Drive!"

Chantelle stopped his horse and held it tightly by its belly to prevent it from being startled and running away.

In an instant, a pale blue light pierced through the smoke and dust, and a man with a full head of silver hair, wearing a white coat, stood in front of the army. In his hand, he held an ordinary-looking katana, on which blue flames formed from magic power burned fiercely, the flames seemingly more dazzling than the sun.

It is the dragon god Orsteed.

Allstead gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blue flames on the blade instantly expanded several times over. With a downward slash, the blue flames vanished.

"This is?"

"Ping..."

Just as Chandler hesitated, a white light flashed, and she was suddenly plunged into darkness as if she had gone blind. In an instant, a deafening sound brought a ringing in her ears, and her eardrums felt like they were about to be shattered.

When he opened his eyes again, Alsteed had vanished.

The distant mountains were all cut off in half, and the gaps between the mountains were no longer visible in the place where the Crimson Dragon once stood. But in front of us, a neat gap appeared in the mountains, and all the enemies had been annihilated.

The knights around him collapsed to the ground one by one, some of whom had already lost their lives to the enormous light and noise.

Chandur dismounted and desperately searched the battlefield for a figure. Walking through the wreckage and charred ground, he finally found half of a handsome young man's body among the rubble. His once black hair had been burned off, making him look quite comical. But looking at the half-body that remained, Chandur couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Alexander has been found. He is still breathing, and his injuries are not enough to kill him.

"Wake up, wake up."

Chantelle patted Alexander's face, and the young man slowly opened his eyes, his red pupils still trembling with shock.

As a father, it was time for Chantelle to begin home education.

He placed the son's severed body in front of him, directing Alexander's eyes to the scorched earth and broken limbs, and said softly:

"Look at this, this is your hero's dream."

[The Death of Luke] Loyal Minister and Corrupt Official (The End)

Even without a transfer event, I will live earnestly in this Musou Reincarnation fanfic [Luke's Death] Loyal Minister and Corrupt Official (The End)

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"Brother, His Majesty has passed away."

Overnight, news of Ariel's death spread throughout the capital. Aisha returned to the Boreas Manor to inform Rudeus of Ariel's passing.

"Brother is amazing! He drove His Majesty to his death so flawlessly. It's such a pity that you didn't become an assassin."

Aisha wiggled her bottom, her chest pressed against the table, her upper body leaning over Rudeus's desk, her small mouth opening and closing, revealing a cute little tiger tooth.

"However, His Majesty instructed me to ask my brother not to kill Luke."

"It seems that although His Majesty is ill, his mind is still clear."

Rudeus glanced at the gradually brightening sky outside the window. The purple dawn had dyed half the sky red. He knew, of course, that the Milbots territory still had a standing army of more than 50,000 men. Although the king was no longer protecting them, killing Luke rashly would be tantamount to opening Pandora's box. Having just finished a war with the Kingdom of Bigenliru, they would have to suppress an internal rebellion, which would be too much for the Kingdom of Asra to handle.

"Why are you suddenly saying this, brother? Haven't you been hoping he'd die? He's embezzled so much money and harmed so many people. Now that you're finally about to get ahead, you still want to keep him alive?"

Aisha was puzzled and shook her head repeatedly, like a slowed-down version of a rattle.

"The money he embezzled may not actually have been embezzled by him."

Rudius suddenly felt that Aisha might be pretending to be confused, but looking at Aisha's big, questioning eyes, he said it directly, "His Majesty is more at ease with that money in Luke's hands than in the hands of the four noble families."

"Sniff? What's that smell?"