Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

It's ridiculous...

This cruel world... it turns out, what's terrifying isn't the monsters, but the human heart.

I was so easily taken advantage of.

I staggered through the crowd, feeling like a pawn being manipulated.

They might have been plotted against even before they encountered Trump...

I noticed that Bruno behind me was looking down, as if he had done something wrong.

“Mr. Bruno, you know…”

"I'm so sorry, Lord Rudeus!"

Then, he knelt down on the ground with a thud and kowtowed desperately on the cold, slightly melted and frozen ground.

They were indeed in cahoots.

What else can I do?

Kill him?

It turns out that all my killings these past two days were meaningless; I was just a pawn used to provide convenience.

I can't help but think of something Sarah often says...

"Nobles are disgusting."

……

The first thing I did upon returning to town was not to go back to the inn, but to find a tavern.

"Rudy..."

“Sylphie, let me have some peace and quiet.”

Hilfi followed, but I didn't want to talk to anyone at this time.

She grabbed my left arm, but I shook her off.

She stood there stunned for a few seconds, then turned and left.

As I watched her figure gradually disappear into the distance, I slammed my hand on the table and ordered a drink.

"Boss! Give me the strongest liquor!"

The tavern owner, heavily pregnant, walked over and said, "Children can't drink alcohol."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

I took an Asura silver coin out of my pocket and slammed it on the table.

He paused for a moment, then accepted the silver coins and placed two large bottles of what looked like expensive wine in front of me.

I picked up the whole bottle and gulped it down in one go.

"You'll get sick if you drink like that!"

"What's it to you!"

The boss came to advise me with some concern, but I yelled at him instead, just like how I used to yell at my parents in a past life.

Back then, as long as I yelled loudly, my parents would obediently do whatever I asked.

"Another bottle, please!"

Before I knew it, both bottles on the table were finished, and I felt dizzy and disoriented.

A few people at the next table who looked like adventurers were watching me and smirking.

Is this a joke about how I look when I'm drunk...?

I'm ridiculous. I killed so many people, lost the partners I had just met, and all I got was to be used as a pawn...

Those damned nobles...

"Hahahaha!"

Hahahaha! Hahahaha!

What kind of deplorable world is this...?

Human life is worthless...

The moment I close my eyes, images of the people I've killed flash through my mind...

But others are indeed reaping the benefits without lifting a finger...

"Hahaha! Hahahahahaha!"

Those adventurer-looking people were becoming increasingly conspicuous; was it because they'd had too much to drink...?

"What are you laughing at! Laugh again and I'll kill you!"

Ha... still laughing...

I'll do it now...

I moved away from the table, my legs gave way, and I collapsed to the ground...

I think I saw someone who had almost never smiled at me before and always looked annoyed.

But she seems to be smiling at me, is she mocking me...? Sarah...

……

嗅…

嗅…

What's this smell?

I opened my eyes; it was already daylight.

I lifted my sleeve and asked, and all I could smell was the stench of alcohol.

And amidst the stench of the overnight alcohol, there seemed to be a sweet aroma.

I think I'm being pinned down by someone's arm...

I looked down...

It's Sylphie...

She's the one who brought me back from the bar when I was completely drunk...

Chapter Sixty: Taste (Nine)

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

Chapter Sixty: Taste (Nine)

……

This world is far more cruel than I have seen, and what is more terrifying than monsters is the human heart.

There are always people manipulating disgusting games in the dark corners of society, and if you're not careful, you can become someone else's pawn.

After a hangover, I gradually calmed down...

The five men of [Counter Arrow], the servants on the second floor of the manor, the countless soldiers, the tall, thin magician, the Viking-haired man, and T. Thompson all became victims of the political game.

Perhaps this is the curse that comes with noble titles; if we're not careful, Silphie and I might end up among them.

"I'm so sorry, Lord Rudius, but I think it's time to be frank with you."

"hiss……"

Seeing Bruno evoked a surge of anger towards a traitor.

As someone who knew about the incident, and even as a perpetrator, this heartless and unjust scum...

I clenched my fists. If it weren't for my obsession with survival that led me to go on a killing spree, I and Shilufi might have become victims of that political game as well.

Clang!

Bruno even fell off his chair when he saw my gaze.

"Rudy..."

Hilfi stopped me, shook her head, and pointed to a chair on the side, indicating that I should sit down.

Hilfi always seemed very calm in these situations.

She knew that Bruno posed no threat to her at this moment, so she did not unleash the same terrifying killing intent as before.

Her reminder was timely. Although she felt similarly towards Bruno as she would towards a traitor, it was probably best to listen quietly to what he had to say at this point.

After I assured him that I wouldn't do anything to Bruno that would threaten his life, he sat back down in his chair.

Hearing Bruno's arguments, I finally understood what a politician's foresight and ruthlessness truly mean.

This was a setup, which was already in place the moment I left the Kingdom of Asura.

It wasn't to scheme against me. At this time, the old mayor of Dark City had just passed away, and Pedro Galorin, as the old mayor's subordinate, was vying with the old mayor's son for the position of mayor. However, since the old mayor only had one biological son, T. Thompson, the position of mayor should rightfully be inherited by T. Thompson.

Many nobles, both high and low, knew that I had become part of the Boreas family, and my trip to La Noah Magic University was not kept secret at all.

Therefore, my inevitable passage through Dark City made me a variable in Pedro Caroline's power grab.

Pedro Caroline contacted Bruno, who was to meet with Mr. Stark, before we even reached the border of the Kingdom of Asra.

Damn it! That guy named Pedro Caroline...

Should I kill him, since he's using me as a pawn?

no…

There might be a bigger scheme behind him...

Moreover, Pedro Galorin is different from Thomp, and I don't know what will happen in the process. Sylphie and I can't afford to take that risk.

Since I would need to travel to Chariah with Mr. Bruno later, I did nothing to him. However, Bruno, who had witnessed my killing spree and felt apologetic towards me, was clearly afraid of me.

Two days later, we left the town and continued our journey to Sharia.

After the Tthomp incident, Sylphie and I became "infamous." In just one week, the names of Sylphie and me—"Rudeus the One-Armed Sorcerer" and "Sylphie the Speral Girl"—had spread almost everywhere.

Among the local residents, some mothers even threatened their children with things like, "Go to sleep now, or the one-armed sorcerer and the Spedid girl will come and eat you!"

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that we've managed to achieve a status almost equal to that of the Sperud, but it's a fact that we became famous almost instantly.

Bruno wanted to recruit new guards, but whether it was local adventurers or some professional bodyguards, their expressions changed drastically when they heard that I and Sylphie were among those they were guarding, as if they had seen real Spruds. They then refused Bruno's request.

Perhaps "infamy" is the best protection. News of my caravan with Sylphie in Bruno spread quickly, and our journey to Sharia went very smoothly without any trouble from bandits.

From the moment we set out until now, it has been almost half a year since we arrived in Sharia.

As the central hub of the three great magical nations, Sharia is arguably the most prosperous city among them, far more bustling than Dark City, the commercial center that gave me such nightmarish memories two months ago.

Hilfi helped me down from the carriage, while Bruno took a carry-on box from the carriage's cargo box and came over.

That box looks like the kind of box a notorious thief would use to store money after robbing a bank. Could it contain something like a violin?

"Lord Rudeus, Miss Silphiette, let's take our leave now. I am very sorry for what happened before. Please accept this as a token of my apology."

Bruno handed the box to Sylphie, then knelt on one knee and performed the courtesy a commoner would show to a nobleman before speaking.

"This is?"

"This is the most valuable item among my goods."

"Can I open it and take a look?"

"I am extremely grateful."

I gestured to Silphie to open the box. She placed the box on the ground, and as the lid opened, the "treasure" inside was revealed.

It really is a magic staff...

The staff, padded with Asura's gold velvet, looked extremely valuable.

The staff itself is not long, only about a quarter longer than a beginner's magic wand. The handle of the staff is made of enchanted gold that has been polished, and then a blue magic stone, which is said to have been obtained from the Kingdom of Milis, is inlaid at the top of the staff.

It looks like at least a hundred Asura gold coins.

“This staff has no name and I originally did not intend to sell it, but I have felt so guilty towards Lord Rudeus and Miss Hilfiet, yet I have not been punished with my life. As a merchant, I can only use this to atone for my sins.”