Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

This is the first time in my life I've said something so cool.

"You brat and woman! Get out of the way!"

The cavalry at the front charged toward us, shouting and cursing. The central guards formed a defensive formation, while the magician at the rear began chanting magic spells.

"mud!"

I pressed my hand to the ground and activated the magic "Mud Swamp". All the cavalry in the front line fell into the mud, and the defensive formation in the middle was also unable to move. The huge mud swamp directly shocked the magicians in the back row, so much so that it interrupted their chanting.

"The rest is up to you, Kyrie Irvine!"

In an instant, a blur flashed by, and everyone in the convoy was thrown back and stunned. I've seen this sword technique before; it's called "Light Katana." But this time, Kyrie Irving used the back of the blade, which wouldn't kill anyone, but it still shattered all the shields of the central guard's shield formation.

I jumped into the carriage immediately, not wanting to waste a single moment.

The moment I opened the door, two female guards held their swords to my neck.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

Alice was inside, curled up on the sofa in the carriage, her hands and feet bound, and her mouth stuffed with a strip of cloth.

She looked at me helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Is this how you treat her?! Do you even know who she is?!"

Seeing Alice in such a disheveled state filled me with rage. What's more, she was crying. Three years ago, I even plotted to kidnap her; the kidnappers beat her far worse then, almost to the point of death, and she didn't cry. Of course, back then, even if she had been beaten to death, I wouldn't have felt anything.

But things are different now. The usually arrogant and spoiled young lady who beat me up when I peeked at her taking a bath or stole her underwear, now comforts me gently with her broken words when I'm down, and even offers me her lap pillow. How can I suffer such grievances?

At that moment, I felt no fear despite having a sword at my neck. Enraged, I used the wind magic "Shockwave" to lift the roof of the car, blowing the two female guards into the air and knocking them unconscious on the ground.

I went to Alice's side and quickly used fire magic to burn off the ropes binding her and remove the cloth from her mouth.

"Waaaaah...Aaaaaah!"

She suddenly hugged me tightly, and then burst into tears.

"Rudius... I thought I'd never see you again..."

I gently hugged her back, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"What's going on, Alice? You're making me want to cry too..."

"You're the one who's like that! Without saying a word... you locked yourself in your room and wouldn't eat or drink. Do you know how worried I was about you!"

"You idiot Rudius!"

"Um, um, I'm sorry, Alice."

……

"Hey, you two, that's enough. It'll be bad if someone comes and sees us."

Kyrie Irvine stood with his arms crossed next to us.

"That's true. Thank you, Kyrie Irvine."

"Gilead!"

Alice hugged Kyrie Irwin, which reminded me of a heartwarming scene of a kitten jumping on an old cat.

Gilead rode his horse, carrying me and Alice on the way back. I was sandwiched between Gilead and Alice, with Gilead's two enormous bodies above my head, but I could still smell the fragrance of Alice's hair in front of me.

Thank you, Oppai Fairy.

Chapter Ten: The Young Lady's Fate (Part Six)

Chapter Ten: The Young Lady's Fate (Part Six)

Upon returning to the manor, Alice collapsed to the floor, utterly exhausted—a scene all too familiar. But then again, it made sense. She'd been tied up in the carriage all night, then traveled on horseback for almost a whole day. It was already past midnight when she got back; her legs must have been weak.

On the way back, I thought about many things. This incident came suddenly, but there are many doubts.

One issue is time. At the pace of the caravan's journey, it would take at least a month to travel from Notos territory to Roya. This means Philip and Pilemon had already arranged this marriage, but Alice was completely unaware. However, if Philip had already decided that Alice would marry Pilemon, why was this family so eager to bring us together?

Secondly, I understand Alice's personality, and why Philip risked a breakdown in his relationship with his daughter by forcing Piemont to take Alice away.

Furthermore, this marriage alliance is no joke. The fact that the wedding procession was intercepted in the territory of the Boreas family, not far from the Julius family, will have what kind of consequences for the Boreas and Nottos families.

After things were sorted out, Philip first informed me of James's impending visit and the risk of my assassination. After all, in his eyes, I was just a slightly more mature kid, and the fear of death would inevitably lead to my downfall. Although, in reality, even though this slightly more mature kid was already in his forties, he was still terrified and became completely despondent.

When I'm on the verge of collapse or have already collapsed, have Pyremon's men take Alice away. He already knew Girenu would tell me this, and when I found out, I would either be devastated or go to him and Sauros for help. After being rejected by him, I would definitely go to Sauros, and given Sauros's affection for Alice, he would definitely want me to take her back.

Whether I win Alice back or not, it's an acceptable outcome for Philip. Alice marrying Pilemon prevents the tragic result Philip predicted, and the benefits of a family alliance are self-evident. If I win Alice back, I can't abandon her; sooner or later, we'll be engaged, and she'll become a member of the Boreas family.

I used to think I was very smart and could use modern knowledge to crush the common sense of the other world, but I was completely manipulated by Philip.

……

The maids rushed over in a panic, but Alice, unlike before, didn't shake them off and put on an arrogant act. Instead, she was helped back into the mansion by the maids. Alice had changed a lot.

But after such an incident, will Alice still be able to view her father and grandfather, who usually dote on her, normally?

Sometimes, many people feel withdrawn when their usually doting parents suddenly treat them differently. They often lock themselves in their rooms and refuse to go out. Eventually, they become NEETs like me. Although, that wasn't the reason I became a NEET.

As for Alice, I was afraid she would think her parents and grandfather wanted to abandon her. But when I walked into the hall and saw Alice being held in Sauros's arms, I realized my worries were unnecessary.

"Thanks to you, Rudeus."

A brown-haired man with squinty eyes walked towards me. Philip, as usual, smiled at me with his eyes narrowed.

"Ah?"

"Actually, Pilemon had wanted to marry Alice for a long time. The key thing is that his brother, who was the head of the family, agreed to Pilemon's request."

"Is that why you want to send Girenu and me, who don't have Boreas blood, to hijack the caravan?"

"Well, since the caravan was hijacked by someone outside the Boreas family, we just need to announce that it was Kyrie Irwin who rescued Alice from the hijackers."

"What about Pilemeng?"

"I'll handle it."

Although I don't know how Philip will handle it, it doesn't seem to be the way I expected.

Am I overthinking it?

Let's hope so.

……

Five hours ago

"Damn it, the young lady has been kidnapped by that brat and that woman."

The convoy leader struggled to his feet and pulled a handkerchief from under his armor to wipe the mud off his face and beard.

Has anyone died?

"no!"

"Still alive!"

"The central defensive shield formation has not suffered any casualties!"

"The Guardian Warlocks have not suffered any casualties!"

Were they spared? Who would dare launch such a large-scale attack on the Notos family's convoy?

That brat was astonishing. Without any incantation, he unleashed a spell powerful enough to shatter the entire road and instantly create a massive swamp engulfing the entire group. He must be at least a Saint-level mage. No, I've seen Saint-level mages before, but none have ever been able to create such immense destruction in such a short time and from such a distance.

Secondly, there was the orc woman; she was defeated before we could even see what sword technique she used…

"what!"

"Waaah!"

The sudden scream interrupted the team leader's thoughts.

The team leader only realized what had happened when he discovered that all the Guardian Warlocks had been wiped out.

Standing amidst the corpses was a man with neat white hair and a small mustache, looking like a harmless butler, holding a long sword in each hand. He was clearly a dual-wielding swordsman.

"Who are you! How dare you attack me..."

One of the shield group's swordsmen drew his sword and charged at him, but before the sword could strike, he was elegantly cut down by the swordsman using the Water God Style and Sword God Style sword techniques.

"Everyone, assemble!"

"Form ranks!"

The team leader quickly reacted after regaining his senses. The swordsman before them wielded the Water God Style sword in his left hand and the Sword God Style sword in his right. This was an opponent that could only be defeated by the entire team working together in an attack formation.

The butler-like dual-wielding swordsman leaped out, his two swords alternating left and right, tearing the formation apart like a steel saw.

The knights rushed forward, but in an instant, they were all chopped into pieces.

"That is... the secret technique of the Water God Style..."

"That guy is the Water Saint!"

The remaining members of the convoy fled in panic, including the team leader.

However, when faced with weak prey, the predator has no intention of ending the hunt; the process of chasing and killing may be more meaningful.

……

The swordsman wiped the blood off his sword, sheathed it, leaving behind a field of corpses, and then disappeared into the wilderness.

Chapter Eleven: Whispers

Chapter Eleven: Whispers

A week has passed since that incident, and thinking back to that night when I returned to the manor, it was truly "thrilling"... Lord Sauros praised me in a super-loud voice for saving Alice. It was also the first time Alice said thank you to me, and it was such a cute and adorable way to say it.

It's like that kind of thing where she ties her hair up into pigtails with both hands and says, "Thank you, Rudeus, meow~"

The first time Alice did this, she was 80% embarrassed, 20% angry, and 0% tsundere. But this time, she's 100% cute! And 100% tsundere too!

Hilda, however, was even more adamant about arranging my engagement with Alice. I didn't verbally agree, but of course, I didn't refuse either. While this kind of ambiguous response is a classic tactic of a successful but scumbag boyfriend, I already had Sylphie, after all. But as for Alice… well… it's a feeling that's hard to describe.

However, that night I had a very ominous dream:

Alice: "I already have your child."

Rudius: "No, I have to go find Sylphie."

Alice revealed the kitchen knife behind her.

……

What's with this background music? Is it some kind of intracranial echo?!

From then until today, a certain cycle has been repeating itself: Alice wakes me up, I dream of Sylphie, I get beaten up, Hilda washes my face, I teach Alice and Kyrie Ian magic, writing, and arithmetic, I learn swordsmanship, and I rest. Then it starts again from being beaten up by Alice.

Alice has changed a lot lately. She only hits me when I say something suggestive or do something suggestive to her secretly, like peeping at her while she showers. Otherwise, she rarely uses her fists anymore.

I must say, Alice is quite clever; she actually learned division, a few months faster than I expected. Next, I'll teach her how to apply it in combination. However, she still knows absolutely nothing about magic, so intermediate magic is basically out of the question.

One thing that bothers me is that Philip said he would handle the Notos family's caravan issue. The only rumors I heard were that the caravan was attacked by unknown thieves, with no mention of Alice's failed marriage to Pelemont. Perhaps Philip provided the caravan with some money, asked them to keep it a secret, and then had someone spread false information. If that's how Philip handled it, it's not bad; maybe Philip himself isn't as dangerous as I imagined.

It's been a while since I've seen Mr. Alphonse. The maids told me he took leave to visit his mother in his hometown. Mr. Alphonse looks to be in his fifties, and his mother must be at least seventy. What a filial son! Unlike me, a NEET (Not in Education, Employment, or Training) scumbag, I even skipped my parents' funeral and spent my time at home playing with a toy gun in front of pictures of little girls. Then, after being kicked out of the house by my brother, I nonchalantly said, "So what if I skipped my parents' funeral and played with a toy gun in my room?"

I'm such a scumbag. All I can do now is try to be nicer to Paul and Janice in the future, since they still love me quite a bit as my parents.

James and his party should arrive in about a week. I'm no longer living in constant fear of assassination, because it's precisely at times like these that I should be proactive in dealing with the situation. Repeating the mistakes of my past life would make me regret it for the rest of my life, and I can't afford to lose anyone important to me again.

……

Buena Village

"Aisha is amazing! If you keep up the good work, you'll probably be able to learn intermediate magic very soon!"

"Thank you, Sister Sylphie!"

A four-year-old girl with red hair rushed into the arms of a girl with emerald green hair and beautiful, slender ears, while another four-year-old girl with blonde hair and bangs was still trying to sway left and right while chanting magic spells. The water ball that she had painstakingly created in her hand with gritted teeth burst before it could even take shape.

"Waaaaah!... Waaah!"

"It's okay, little Norlen. As long as you work hard, you can be just as great as Aisha."

Upon hearing the little girl's cries, the green-haired girl ran over, knelt down, and hugged her, comforting her with a gentle, soothing voice.

"Kids, it's time to eat!"

Lilia's voice came from inside the house. Then, Silphie, holding Noren's left hand and Aisha's right hand, walked into the house.

"Noren, you can't do that, you'll get food on your clothes."