Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Then, he felt a blur before his eyes.

The next second, his wooden sword flew out of his hand, his arm seemed to have been slashed thousands of times in that instant, and Izoruna's sword tip was already pressed against his throat.

The audience was silent.

Sieg stared blankly at the sword tip so close to him, then looked at Izoruna's face. Her expression remained calm, as if she had just done something insignificant.

Zieg picked up the sword and asked, "How did you do that? Even though I'm not skilled in the Water God Style, no swordsman below the Water God level has ever been able to do what you did."

“You underestimate the Water God Flow,” she said, then sheathed her wooden sword and turned back to the ranks.

The Northern God, the Sword Emperor, the Saint-level Four-Element Attack Magician without chanting, and the son of the Regent Rudeus, Sieghart Boreas Grellat, were defeated by commoners. The noble scions who were initially waiting to see the joke were all speechless with astonishment.

Even after the course ended and everyone had left, Zieg remained standing there, his arm still throbbing slightly. But what was clearer than the pain was the feeling from that instant—his confidence in swordsmanship built up over the years had been shattered by that sword that was so fast it was practically invisible.

"That's the essence of the Siegfried Sword, the Water God Style, which a little girl has figured out. She's a genius."

After saying this, Augut left.

Zig didn't speak, but sat alone on a bench by the training ground, staring blankly at the wooden sword in his hand.

The setting sun slanted in through the high window, casting long shadows on the ground.

There is no shortage of geniuses in this world. His father Rudeus, his elder brother Jars, and even himself were known as geniuses by those who knew them.

Losing to a genius is not an excuse for failure, nor is it an excuse for losing due to one's own negligence and laziness, but rather to claim that the other person is a genius in that field...

Aren't you leaving yet?

Just then, Izoruna's voice came from behind. Sieg turned around and saw Izoruna standing at the door, carrying a cloth bag in her hand.

"The door is about to be locked," she said.

Zig stood up, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Why... do you use the Stripping Sword?"

Izoruna glanced at him, somewhat puzzled by the term Zig had used. After a moment of silence, she said, "I don't know what you mean by the Stripping Sword. All I know is that with the Water God Style's counterattack, as long as it's fast enough, no one can defeat me."

Upon hearing this, Sieg paused for a moment, mentally comparing all the Water God Style masters he knew, before asking, "Your swordsmanship is at least at the Water God Style Emperor level. Who taught you swordsmanship?"

Izoruna paused for a moment, then did not answer.

She turned and walked towards the door, but stopped halfway there, saying without turning her head, "Next time, I'll be in your group again."

After saying that, she pushed open the door and left.

Zieg stood there, watching the door slowly close in the sunset, while the sound of evening bells drifted in from outside the window.

On the carriage ride home, Sieg kept thinking about all the Water God School masters he knew, including the current Water God, Leta Lia, who often visited his home when he was a child, his instructor, the Water Emperor-level Augut, and the other Emperor-level and even Saint-level masters in the Water God School dojo in the royal capital, those who were old enough to be Izoruna's teachers.

Firstly, based on Sieg's own experience, anyone who can teach a teacher to an Emperor-level or higher level must be at least Emperor-level himself. For example, his teachers for the Sword God Style and the Northern God Style, as well as his magic teacher, were all Dragon God Austerd, ranked second among the powerful. His father, Rudeus, was able to become a Water Saint-level magician because his teacher was the Water King-level magician, Blue Mother Lokishi...

Time quickly moved to the next day.

Last night, Red Mom Alice said that there is a technique to deal with the Water God Style's Stripping Sword Realm. If you get close to your opponent before the Stripping Sword Realm is cast, you can neutralize it.

So this time, Sieg didn't hold back either. The moment he entered the arena, Sieg drew his wooden sword and used the ultimate technique of the Sword God Style: Light Blade on Izoruna!

"Wow!!!"

The other students present gasped in unison. Although it wouldn't sound good if word got out that "the son of the regent couldn't accept defeat and used the Light Blade on a commoner girl," Sieg couldn't think of any other solution for the moment.

"Wow!!!"

After the initial gasps, Izoruna's next move once again drew gasps of amazement.

Izuru knelt on one knee, holding the sword with the blade facing upwards at an angle in front of her.

The instant she unleashed the Blade of Light, she deflected Sieg's blade, causing Sieg's sword to slash upwards into the air!

However, due to the sweeping and powerful movements of the Sword God style, Sieg's arm, lower chest, and abdomen were all exposed to Izoruna.

Just then, Izaluna swung her sword fiercely, about to claim victory in the contest, but her sword suddenly stopped.

Zieg pressed down on her sword with his hand.

"There has been progress."

After saying that, she put away the wooden sword and turned to leave.

Zig sheathed his sword, watched her retreating figure, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

She stopped and looked back at him, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes, as if she were thinking: Don't we already know each other?

“Izo Luna,” she said.

“I know,” Zieg said. “I was asking for your last name.”

She was silent for a moment before saying, "I have no surname. I am a commoner and have no surname."

After saying that, she left.

Zig stood there, watching her figure disappear at the entrance of the training field, the setting sun casting a long shadow over her.

In the previous match, if Sieg had been another student, he might have already been reprimanded by the instructor. "Light Blade" and "Blade Making" are techniques from the Sword God Style and the Northern God Style, respectively. Izuru's comment about "improvement" might have meant that Sieg left Izuru an opening, preventing her from using the Peeling Sword. However, if it had been a real sword instead of a wooden one, Sieg would still have lost the match.

Later, Sieg found himself constantly running into Izoruna in various places. In the cafeteria, she always sat in the corner, eating alone in silence, with no one daring to sit at the three tables around her. In the evening training session, she was always the last to leave, and each time she would swing the simplest movements with all her might.

Zieg didn't know if he was deliberately looking for her or if she was just too conspicuous, but in any case, he began to notice many details: she ate quickly and didn't rest much after eating before going to practice her sword; her clothes were always made of the cheapest fabric, but they were always very clean; her fingers had many small scars, marks left from holding a sword for a long time.

The next day, Sieg went to the cafeteria and got two portions of food. Then he went to the corner where Izoruna usually sat and placed one portion in front of her.

"What brings the young master here?"

Izoruna looked up at him, and her gaze towards Sieg seemed to hold a warmth that had grown since their first meeting.

"I'll treat you to a meal."

Zieg sat down opposite her. "Consider this a thank you gift. Thank you for practicing swordsmanship with me."

Izaluna stared at him for a while, then looked down at the plate of rice. It had a lot of meat, the kind she would never normally order.

“...No need,” she said.

"I've already given it to you, it'll be a waste if you don't eat it."

Zig picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

"Actually, I grew up in the Holy Land of Swords and often ate meat that I hunted with my fellow disciples from the Sword God School."

She said, "However, this is the first time I've seen a nobleman say something like, 'I'm afraid of wasting food if I can't finish it.'"

"You're from the Water God School, right? Why are you learning swordsmanship at the Holy Land of Swords?"

Sieg asked, "You wouldn't happen to be the daughter of the water goddess Leda, would you?"

“Who is Leda? My mother’s name is Izuruti, and the people of the Sword God School all respect her,” Izuruti said.

"And who is your father?"

Upon hearing this, Izoruna fell silent, picked up her chopsticks, and began putting piece after piece of meat into her mouth.

Zig didn't ask any further questions, but simply said, "You're very good. You're the only one who doesn't care about my status when we spar. You go ahead and eat. I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

After saying that, Zieg took his plate and left.

The original name of the contemporary water goddess, Leda Lia, was Izoruti Ekel...

Could she be the illegitimate daughter of the water goddess Leda and the sword god Faleon?

That explains it. The age gap between the two is quite large. If the Sword God were still alive, he would be at least sixty or seventy years old. That old man is truly amazing...

Zieg thought so.

[Side Story] The Love of the Water God (Part 3)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfic: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Side Story] Water God's Love (Part 3)

From that day on, Zig would get an extra portion of food every day and place it on the table in that corner.

Although Izoruna never says thank you, she will get Sieg a meal or other dishes before he arrives.

Gradually, they seemed to develop a tacit understanding, eating together and practicing swordsmanship together.

……

"Are you crazy? Eating with that commoner? Do you know what people are saying about you?"

When Livia found out, her eyes widened. "You're the Kanpaku's son!"

"say what?"

“I’m saying you are… you are…” Livia stammered, “I’m saying you were terrified of the common people and wanted to curry favor with them and become their follower.”

Zig simply hummed in response.

"Is this all you're going to do?" Livia exclaimed impatiently. "Aren't you angry?"

“I’m not angry,” Zieg said. “They’re right, I really can’t beat her.”

Livia opened her mouth, unsure what to say, but finally sighed and patted Sieg on the shoulder:

“You’re a really strange person. My father says you’re becoming more and more like Lord Kanpaku.”

“You never used to emphasize my identity.”

"That's why we became friends," Zieg said.

"Siegharut!"

Hearing this, Livia became somewhat angry, "Who do you think you are?! I'm friends with you not because of your favor, Lord Kanpaku!"

After saying that, Livia stormed off.

Sieg didn't speak. He thought of Izoruna's sword, her light gray eyes, and her words when she first spoke to him: "Next time, I'll be in your group again."

He didn't know if he was trying to please her, but he knew that when he was with Izoruna, he didn't have to think about those messy things: such as his identity as the second son of Rudius Boreas Greirat, the Regent Minister of the Asura Empire; and the younger brother of Duke Fetoa and Ars Boreas Greirat, the head of the Boreas family. His words and actions were as if he represented the Regent and the Boreas family.

When he's with her, he's just an ordinary person with great swordsmanship, but who can't beat her.

……

Are you leaving?

As the sun set, Sieg asked Izoruna, "You left a little late today."

"You go first."

Izoruna replied.

"Okay, I'll be going now."

After saying that, Sieg packed his things and left the dojo.

There were also many students coming and going outside the dojo, and many noble children were also hurrying out of the academy.

Some time ago, some nobles bullied commoner students because of their family background. In particular, the carriage of the son of the Minister of Finance bumped into commoner students during school dismissal time, and two commoner students were even trampled to death by the horse's hooves. The Regent was very angry and stipulated that carriages picking up and dropping off students could only stop outside the gate of the Royal Academy, and that noble students and commoner students should be treated equally.

"Zig?"

On the way to the school gate, Izoruna caught up with her, took a breath, and said calmly, "You... are you walking?"

"hold head high?"

Zieg smiled wryly, "Why take a carriage instead of walking?"

“I noticed you’ve always traveled by carriage before,” Izaluna said.

"They won't let you sit down anymore."

Zig said, but then suddenly remembered that the girls' dormitory wasn't in the direction of the school gate, so he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to get something to eat. There are really delicious roasted potatoes near our school."

As she spoke, Izaluna's steps became lighter. "Are you going?"

"I can't, I didn't bring any money." As he spoke, Zieg reached into his pocket. "I forgot to bring my purse today."

"Are even noble families this stingy? They don't even give you pocket money?" Izoruna joked. "I'll treat you."

"No, no, no, it's Mr. Alphonse who won't allow it."

As he spoke, Zieg pointed to the hunched-over butler in black standing at the school gate. From a distance, the butler had lost almost all his hair, and the lines on his face were unfathomable.

“Mr. Alphonse is almost a hundred years old. He was already working for the Boreas family when my great-grandfather was still alive.”

As he spoke, Sieg pulled a palm-sized stone slab from his pocket and handed it to Izoruna. "This is a magical speaking stone slab infused with magic by the Beagle people. There are only a few of these. Use it to contact me when you have time. Speak to it and I will be able to see it. I remember you were going to treat me to roasted potatoes."

"Eh...oh...oh..."