Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Are you Lord Rudeus?"

"Yes, that's me. You know me?"

As soon as I passed through the checkpoint, a middle-aged man dressed in aristocratic attire stopped me. Did he recognize me? Had he been waiting for me all this time?

Behind him was a carriage that looked to be of the same class as the one Philip usually rode in.

"Lord Philip of the territory of Fituia once wrote to my lord, saying that a young man wearing a robe with the kingdom's seal embroidered on his chest would be passing through this place with a young woman, and asked him to take good care of her and help her pass through the Red Dragon's jaws smoothly."

Has Philip made all the arrangements for the journey? No wonder there was no reply after I sent the letter, so that's why.

"Lord Rudius, and this young lady, please get into the carriage."

The middle-aged man bowed and extended his hand.

Hilfi and I returned the greeting briefly before boarding the carriage.

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"Damn it... Did Rudeus and the others leave? Or did they miss their chance?!"

"Miss Alice, let's go back."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Departure (Part Four)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 39] Departure (Part 4)

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Departure (Part Four)

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"cough cough"

As the carriage was heading into the city, the nobleman coughed twice.

After Hilfi noticed, we sat down facing him.

"Let me introduce myself, Lord Rudeus. I am Stark Zephyrus Grellat, a lower-ranking nobleman who governs the city gate region."

Stark? I wonder if he and Tony Stark are cousins ​​or something. If he wore sunglasses or something, he would indeed look somewhat like Stark.

But shouldn't the surname Zephyrus be considered a high-ranking noble family, like Boreas?

But Mr. Stark seems to be just a lower-ranking nobleman, so there might be some reason why he can't inquire.

“I am Rudius Boreas Grellat, and this is Hilfiet. I hope Mr. Stark will take good care of me on the journey.”

I gave a brief reply and introduced Mr. Stark to me and Hilfi.

Later, Mr. Stark himself explained why he was a lower-ranking nobleman despite having the surname Zephyrus.

Mr. Stark was the bastard son of Lord Donadi, and being a bastard was almost a disgrace to any important person, so he was just a low-ranking nobleman, living in a remote area far from the center of the territory.

In other words, Mr. Stark, as the son of a lord, did not enjoy the treatment he deserved. Thinking about it this way, Mr. Stark seems a bit pitiful. However, being a bastard child means he won't be involved in the struggles among the lord's sons for the inheritance, which is perhaps a kind of luck.

I lifted the curtain in the carriage and looked outside. The flat land stretched as far as the eye could see, with vast grasslands in the distance, and the Chilong Mountains extending endlessly in the far distance.

The carriage continued forward, crossing grasslands one after another, and began to see vast wheat fields and a few scattered houses.

The sun gradually showed signs of setting, leaving only half of its head hanging in the gap between the mountains.

The carriage continued its journey, and the silhouette of a town could be seen in the distance.

"Lord Rudius, guest rooms have been prepared for you two. Please rest in the city for a while."

Stark said very respectfully.

Thank you very much.

Hilfi was resting her head on my lap, snoring softly.

Her pink lips opened and closed, making me want to touch them.

But I didn't do it in front of Stark.

Should we wake her up?

Never mind, let her sleep a little longer.

After all, I wanted to look at Sylphie's adorable sleeping face a little longer.

……

The carriage quickly entered the city and stopped in front of a nice-looking inn.

Judging from the outside, it's probably the best in town.

"Miss Hilfiet~ Wake up, it's time for us to get off the bus."

"Mmm~"

Hilfi climbed off my lap, rubbing her eyes and still looking a little dazed.

After we got off the bus, Mr. Stark arranged rooms for us and provided us with some bread and cream soup, which we often drink.

Hilfi had already gone back to her room to rest. Mr. Stark, wearing oversized pajamas, sat on a sofa in the corner of the hotel lobby, holding a pipe, inhaling and exhaling with an expression of enjoyment, a puff of white smoke also coming out of his nose.

I took five Asura coins out of my pocket and placed them in Stark's hand.

After all, Hilfi and I are in unfamiliar territory and don't know anyone. We are currently relying on Mr. Stark for help. Moreover, Mr. Stark may be someone we spend several months or even half a year with. It would be better to bribe him with money first.

Moreover, for lower-ranking nobles, five Asura gold coins were not a small sum.

"Mr. Stark, this is for you."

"Lord Rudius, what is this...?"

"Ok."

Stark initially looked puzzled, but he quickly composed himself and accepted it.

"Lord Rudeus, rest assured, I will ensure that you and Miss Silphiet are safely delivered to the Crimson Dragon's Jaw."

"Then I'll leave the journey to Mr. Stark."

I went back to my room. I was sharing a room with Silphie, which was a twin room.

Her clothes were neatly arranged and placed by the bed, while Silphi herself was wrapped in a blanket with her back to me.

She's probably already asleep.

I opened my travel bag; this was the time to pray to the gods.

It seems the sacred object was forgotten at home again...

Such an important thing...

Wait a minute, what's this?

There was a small black box in my travel bag, a box that felt both familiar and strange to me.

Inside is...

Thank you, Miss Lilia.

It's hard to imagine how I would get through ten years without any sacred objects.

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"Hilufi? What's this?"

"Rudy...Rudy..."

Warm breaths were gently exhaling onto my face, and my entire body was filled with a fiery sensation.

Uh...

A touch of coolness, followed by a lingering warmth, filled my mouth; this was...

My smooth skin was intertwined with hers, and my hand slowly slid down, as if touching a soft sanctuary.

"Ah~ Ah"

That is……

……

Hilfi was still lying quietly on another bed, sleeping soundly.

So it wasn't true after all.

But if I really asked Silphie for that, she probably wouldn't refuse.

But is she really willing?

If she showed even the slightest unwillingness, I could not do that to her.

I pulled back the covers and, without realizing it, I released again... Thank goodness no one found out.

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"Miss Hilfiet, time to wake up!"

I poked her cheek; it bounced like jelly.

"Hmm~ Good morning, Rudy..."

Hilfi straightened up from under the covers like a squirrel, and then climbed out of bed.

It turns out she slept in her shirt yesterday...

After breakfast, we set off again.

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The carriage traveled northwest, and the closer it got to the center of the territory, the more prosperous it became, passing through more and more towns and villages, and seeing more and more wheat fields.

……

We walked and rested intermittently for about a month, and we should be able to reach the border soon.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped, blocked by a group of people.

He looks like a thief.

I gripped the "Arrogant Water Dragon King" tightly in my hand, carefully observing the thieves outside the carriage. There were thirteen or fourteen of them, most of whom appeared to be strong swordsmen, with two at the very back who looked like sorcerers.

"Lord Rudius, Miss Hilfiet, please wait a moment in the carriage."

With that, Stark drew his sword and walked out.

Just to be on the safe side, I got off the car with him. Hilfi wanted to get off too, but I stopped her.

This isn't the first time I've fought someone, although the last time was two years ago with Gilead's help.

"This is the carriage of the Boreas family! Do you know what will happen if you intercept us! Get out of here immediately, and we will forgive you for what you have done!"

Stark pointed his sword at the group of thieves and roared.

Uncle Stark! So handsome!

Hahahaha, hahahaha

The thieves responded with a chorus of mockery.

They seemed to ignore Stark's words, and some even went so far as to crawl on the ground and laugh wildly.

Generally speaking, thieves who ambush and rob people are definitely after money. If you can get rid of them with a little money, that would be perfect.

“Um… Mr. Stark, maybe giving them two gold coins will solve the problem.”

"No, they will rob us of all our money and sell you and Miss Sylphie into slavery."

Stark, sweat beading on his forehead, spoke very seriously.

is that so……

"So, that means we have no choice but to go, Mr. Stark?"

Chapter 40: Departure (Part 5)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 40] Departure (Part 5)

Chapter 40: Departure (Part 5)

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"Ugh! Ahhhhh!"