Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

Only then did I see the full picture of those people.

In the middle of the crowd, there was a person I thought I'd seen in the Adventurers' Guild: a wolfskin coat, short blond hair, and bangs covering one eye.

He had a bow in his hand; was he the one who just shot and killed Susanna...?

Was it him who came to buy my life?

My life must be incredibly valuable to make Timothy abandon Bruno's commission and the reputation of the adventurer's party.

"You...you...didn't you say you wouldn't kill my companions?...

The sound came from the man's feet, following the two tracks he had crawled in on the snow, and Timothy was lying at his feet.

I was too far away to see his expression clearly, but Timothy, who was curled up and trembling, was obviously in pain.

The man's lips moved slightly, and he pulled a hard-looking bag from his coat and threw it on the ground, as if to say something like, "Take the money and get out."

Timothy looked up at him, then picked up the things on the ground.

Susanna just died at that guy's hands, does Timothy have no intention of revenge at all?

What a weakling.

Timothy picked up his things and ran towards the main road on his way back.

His heavy red robe made it impossible for him to run fast.

Timothy's disheveled shadow as he ran forward gradually obscured those behind him.

call out!

Another sound of wind breaking through the air.

Timothy fell to the ground in the snow, an arrow lodged in his back.

He was lying right in front of me, in the area where I had just vomited.

He was spitting out blood, the dark red blood mixing with the snow, and the blood mixed with the dirty vomit splashed on his face.

That was truly embarrassing.

A few seconds later, he stopped breathing.

What kind of world is this...? I feel like I haven't experienced its cruelty at all yet...

The man in the distance raised his hand. What was he going to do?

Oops!

It's a rain of arrows!

"Quick, hide!"

This was my first reaction...

It's too late...

They couldn't care less about Mimir, Patrice, or Salad anymore.

I pulled up my cloak and pounced on Sylphie.

Ping Pong...

Ping Pong...

I felt the dense barrage of arrows being deflected by my cloak. Although I wouldn't be injured, I could still feel the pain of them hitting me, like being hit by a barrage of walnuts.

It finally stopped...

Sylphie is still asleep...

Fortunately, she was not injured.

I got up from the ground, twisting my aching shoulder. I could clearly see the disgusting smile on that man's face even from a distance.

Mimir, Patrice, and Sarah lay on the ground, their blood melting the surrounding snow, and my hands were stained with that red, fishy smell.

Mimir and Patrice were riddled with arrows and had stopped breathing; they were dead.

Sarah was trapped under them. I pulled their bodies apart. Sarah was still breathing, but she had also been hit by several arrows.

Is there still time to treat her?

The man raised his hand again!

The rain of arrows has already begun...

If this continues, I'll die...

"Air blast!"

I raised my left hand and infused it with magic.

boom!

All the arrows were blasted into powder in mid-air.

The air was instantly filled with rising smoke.

If we don't resist, we'll all die here.

I picked up the "Arrogant Water Dragon King" and pointed it towards the densely populated area.

In this world, people are very fragile. Unlike the "partners of justice" who possess King Arthur's sword sheath, I lack the awareness to face the fact that "people die when they are killed."

[Note: fate]

I've already died once, I must live...

Magic gathered, compressed, and condensed at the top of the "Arrogant Water Dragon King".

"Frost Nova!"

As the smoke dissipated, most of the people were frozen into ice sculptures.

I killed someone.

It didn't feel real; I just thought, if I had done that sooner, Mimir and Patrice wouldn't have died.

Susanna and Timothy might not have died.

I turned around, and the remaining people had already scattered and fled.

Only that man remained standing there, trembling. Was he afraid of me?

Did he draw his sword from his waist to resist?

I won't give you a chance.

"Rock shell!"

boom!

Rock cannonballs, resembling destroyer shells, were fired from the front of the "Arrogant Water Dragon King".

His arm holding the sword had disappeared.

boom!

The rock cannonball that had just been fired exploded some distance behind him, sending up flames and thick smoke.

He clutched his wound, kneeling on the ground, his facial features contorted in a grimace, making it impossible to distinguish between snot and tears.

They probably knew they couldn't escape.

I walked up to him and aimed "Arrogant Water Dragon King" at his head; the bullet-sized rock cannonballs had already coalesced into shape.

"I heard you want to kill me?"

I asked in a calm tone I had never used before.

"No...no...Lord Rudeus...I...spare my life..."

He was already rambling incoherently.

"I'll give you one chance. Tell me, who is it?"

"Te...Te...Te Thompson..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, a rock cannonball blasted his head apart.

Was it that obese nobleman from yesterday?

After dealing with that man, I rushed to Sarah's side. Is it still not too late to treat her?

……

no no……

she is dead...

His face was devoid of color, and his empty eyes stared at the sky.

I couldn't save her...

"No wonder you always say that nobles are disgusting."

I felt a chill on my cheek, and when I touched my face, it was a little damp.

"The problem isn't me, it's the world." So that's the truth.

Chapter 55: Taste (Part 4)

Jobless Reincarnation Fanfiction - Even Without a Transfer Event, We Must Live Seriously [Chapter 55] Flavor (Part 4)

Chapter 55: Taste (Part 4)

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It was already past midnight when we got back to town.

In the quiet streets, the Adventurers' Guild was the only place still noisy.

As I pushed open the doors of the Adventurers' Guild and entered, many eyes were unceremoniously fixed on me and Sylphie behind me.

"Hey, kid this morning."

"Are you here to have fun, kid?"

Unlike the scene when I followed the group in this morning, the boos and jeers from afar greeted me. It really is different to come in on my own...

It's like the memory of being tied naked to the school gate during junior high school and being mocked by those around me as a "phimotic man" is flashing before my eyes again...

How could they possibly understand what I've been through!

To mock someone without having experienced their pain is truly outrageous!

They're worse than scum!

People like that are better off dead!

"hiss……"

Hilfi grabbed my left arm and looked at me with a worried expression.

"Rudy, your expression... is terrifying..."

I looked around and it was completely silent. Everyone around me, even the receptionist, looked frightened.

I composed myself, then pointed to the empty seat beside me and said to Sylphie:

"Sorry, Silphie, please sit there and wait for me for a while."

"Uh-huh."

Hilfi nodded and sat down on a chair nearby.

I walked to the front desk and took out the adventurer cards of the five deceased.

These were found on their bodies; they were their only belongings.

"You're here this morning..."

"Ah."

Miss "Incaros" at the Adventurers' Guild reception desk looked surprised at first, then accepted the adventurer's card from my hand with a sympathetic expression.