Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

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Rudyus's perspective:

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The journey through the forest was always somewhat tedious, and the atmosphere in the car was deathly still. Mr. Stark didn't talk much, and he seemed less talkative than before I was injured.

The same goes for Hilfi, although Hilfi doesn't usually talk much.

"Look, Rudy, what's that?"

Hilfi's tone was so intriguing that it reminded me she was still a child.

Hilfi tugged at my sleeve, pointed out the window, and I leaned out the window too.

At the edge of the forest lies the beginning of the Crimson Dragon Mountains, where a vast canyon merges with the distant sea.

The mountain peaks are covered in endless white snow, while below lie vast plains and forests.

Is this the "Crimson Dragon's Upper Jaw"...?

"That's the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon."

As Hilfi and I were amazed by the view outside the window, Mr. Stark, who was sitting across from me, said...

"We will soon be saying goodbye, Lord Rudius."

Mr. Stark forced a smile, his words carrying a hint of relief, but it was still difficult to conceal his dejected expression.

I remember Mr. Stark saying that he would leave once he had taken us to "the upper jaw of the red dragon".

Mr. Stark has been leading us all this way. If Mr. Stark isn't here, then it'll be up to me and Sylph to manage on our own...

"It's okay, I'll protect Rudy."

"I said, leaning against the car window."

I really wish I could say that to Sylphie instead.

"But don't worry, Lord Rudeus, someone will meet you and Miss Sylphiete in the upper jaw of the red dragon."

“Someone’s here? Mr. Stark, you mean…”

"Bruno's caravan will meet you two on the upper jaw of the Crimson Dragon."

I suddenly remembered something Paul once said...

Traveling with a caravan is much safer than going alone, as long as the pay is good.

Then, Mr. Stark introduced me and Hilfi to a merchant named Bruno, a traveling merchant with some sword skills who transported goods between Lanoa and the Kingdom of Asla and smuggled rare and exotic treasures through his relationship with the Starks at the city gates.

He recently joined the Chamber of Commerce, and his business is booming.

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The carriage continued forward, and more and more caravans gradually appeared along the way...

Chapter 43: The Passerby (Part 1)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events [Chapter 43] Passerby (Part 1)

Chapter 43: The Passerby (Part 1)

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"Tch, another aristocrat."

A girl with short blonde hair, dressed in light swordsman's gear, spoke, but instead of a sword at her waist, she carried a bow on her back.

The girl, who looked to be around fifteen years old, sat in the carriage, turning her head to look out the window.

As the noble boy in a gray cloak bearing the emblem of the Kingdom of Asura and the girl in a long robe boarded the nearby carriage, the girl showed a look of disgust.

"I never expected that the people I'd be escorting this time would be two little children."

Sitting next to the girl, a female warrior with light brown skin and a reggae hairstyle turned her head to look out the window and whispered.

"However, according to the benefactor, those two are Saint-level magicians."

The female warrior with the reggae head turned back into the car and looked at the girl beside her.

The girl clenched her fists and slammed them hard against the door frame.

"With this kind of strength, why would they need our escort? If we were to be assassinated or something, wouldn't they just be using us as cannon fodder? Nobles are disgusting!"

"After all, we took this money..."

The female warrior with the reggae headdress comforted her.

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Sitting in this carriage is a B-rank adventurer team, [Counter Arrow], who has recently been active in the Kingdom of Asra and is serving as a guard for Bruno's caravan.

The caravan had four wagons: two carrying goods, one carrying adventurers hired to protect the goods, and the other empty.

On their journey from the Kingdom of Asura to the Duchy of Basheland, two special guests boarded the caravan's carriage while passing through "The Upper Jaw of the Red Dragon."

Unlike the adventurers, the two guests were sitting in the empty carriage.

The two guests took nearly four months to travel from the territory of Fituia to "The Upper Jaw of the Red Dragon". If the journey goes smoothly, they will reach their destination in another two months, which is half as fast as the expected one year.

If, as initially anticipated in the worst-case scenario, no help is received, whether it will be possible to reach our destination within a year remains a concern.

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After traveling for several days, the convoy passed through the "Crimson Dragon's Upper Jaw" and arrived at a small village on the border of the Kingdom of Lanoa for a brief resupply.

"Rudy, shall we go down and take a look? It looks like it's snowing outside."

Inside the carriage, a young girl removed the hood of her robe, revealing slender ears and long, emerald-green hair piled up.

She looked out of the carriage and tugged at the clothes of the boy next to her who was yawning.

The part being pulled was a torn sleeve; there used to be an arm there, but now only the empty, deflated garment remained.

Autumn has arrived.

Because of the blocking effect of the Red Dragon Mountains, the cold winds blowing from the north have difficulty reaching the land of the Kingdom of Asra. The Kingdom of Lanoa, located at the foot of the mountains, becomes the only way for the cold winds to turn back, so it starts to snow very early.

“Okay, Silphie.”

The boy used his only remaining left hand to cover the girl's hat, concealing her striking emerald green hair.

The boy seemed listless in both his speech and expression, and the girl noticed it too. She, who usually didn't talk much on the street, tried her best to attract the boy's attention with novel things she had never seen before.

The girl took the boy's hand and got off the carriage.

At the same time, a group of adventurers from another carriage also stepped down from the carriage.

One of the blonde girls, who looked to be around fifteen years old, glared at the two of them as soon as she saw them.

"Salad, don't do that."

Seeing this, the female warrior with the reggae head gently tugged at the blonde girl's shoulder, and the blonde girl looked away.

Snowflakes drifted down from the sky, landing on the boy's head.

He stretched out his hand towards the sky and caught a few snowflakes. As soon as he brought his hand back to his eyes, the snowflakes on his palm melted into water and seeped into the boy's fingers.

The girl stood with her hands behind her back, looking at him with some worry, a tiny glint of light occasionally flashing in the corner of her eye.

When the boy's gaze swept over her, the girl quickly composed herself, appearing to be in a fairly good mood.

"Lord Rudius, Miss Silphiette, please have some."

The caravan owner jumped down from the first carriage and walked up to the two men, holding two pieces of bread in his hand.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Bruno."

The boy calmly thanked him, took one of the breads and handed it to the girl next to him, then picked up the other bread and put it in his mouth.

"You're welcome, Lord Rudius."

After saying this, Bruno, the owner of the caravan, walked to the front of the caravan and directed a group of laborers dressed as farmers to load the supplies onto the wagons.

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The caravan entered the town, and the snow fell heavier and heavier.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

A cold wind howled in, carrying large swaths of snow, and even the tall horses in front of the carriage began to shiver from the cold.

The convoy stopped in front of a hotel.

The caravan owner struggled to open the carriage door, and as soon as he stepped off, he was covered in a blanket of white snow.

He walked with difficulty to the carriage where the boy and girl were, quickly opened the door, and climbed inside.

"Lord Rudius, let's rest in this town for a while. Please get off the carriage with me."

Chapter 44: The Passerby (Part Two)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Even Without a Transfer Event, We Must Live Seriously [Chapter 44] Passerby (Part 2)

Chapter 44: The Passerby (Part Two)

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It's snowing heavily outside.

The sound of the wind whipping snow against the trees and windows inside the hotel was unsettling.

But what surprised me was that the hotel actually had rice.

I hardly ever ate rice in the Kingdom of Asura, but once I crossed the Red Dragon Mountains, rice seemed to be more common.

As a right-handed person, I struggled to use my left hand to support the chopsticks I had prepared, but I couldn't pick up any rice at all.

"Rudy, shall I feed you?"

Hilfi blinked her eyes, looking at me with some concern. She held a spoon full of rice in one hand and caught it with the other to prevent the rice from falling onto my clothes.

No man would refuse to be fed by such a cute girl, right?

"Okay."

Then, Hilfi fed me rice.

Is this feeding play?

From this perspective, although Silphie is only thirteen years old, she is full of wifely qualities!

If I can be fed by Silphi every day, losing my left hand doesn't seem like a bad deal.

"Rudy, open your mouth, ah~"

"Uh-huh."

After Hilfi fed me a few bites of food, I suddenly had a strange feeling.

The people in the restaurant were all staring at us, just like they were watching a silly couple feeding each other in a restaurant back in middle school, their bodies reeking of sour smells.

It doesn't feel right to keep feeding her like this.

"Um... Sylphie, people are watching... I'd better do it myself..."

Hilfi turned to look at the other people in the restaurant, her ears turning red from the tips to the roots in an instant.

Even I felt a little embarrassed by the way those people looked at me.

"Okay... Rudy, are you really sure you can do it?"

"I'll give it a try."

It always takes getting used to.

I poked my chopsticks into the rice again, picking up more to make it easier to get the rice into my mouth.

Yes, I've had rice.

It's probably because I haven't eaten this for a long time, but it still doesn't taste as sweet as the rice I ate in my previous life.

One more bite, and I think I've figured out the trick to eating rice with my left hand.

With more practice, it's only a matter of time before I can eat with my left hand fluently.

Half a bowl of rice was gone in no time.