Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Mr. Merlin, please continue!"

"very noisy."

"Sorry sorry."

"I really can't help it, what do you want to hear me say?"

After saying that, Mr. Merlin picked up his cigarette holder once again.

"I want to hear your own legendary story, Professor Merlin!"

I looked at him with anticipation, as if I were looking at an idol, just like I was meeting Yuko Tanaka.

[Note: Yuko Tanaka, born on April 29, 1955, in Ikeda City, Osaka Prefecture, Japan, is an actress. She graduated from the Department of Drama, Faculty of Letters, Meiji University. She has appeared in works such as *Oshin*. On March 14, 2010, the Qing Dynasty palace drama *The Firmament of the Pleiades*, directed by Wang Jun, premiered on television, in which she played Empress Dowager Cixi.]

But Mr. Merlin didn't even glance at me; he just silently smoked his cigarette.

"If you call me a legend, you wouldn't say so; I'm just an ordinary old man with a story to tell."

"If you go north for another two or three days, you will reach the place where I was born. It has no name. It is a tribe that stays on the northern coast every spring and summer, living like fishermen. In autumn, the tribe will migrate inland to cut down trees, hunt, and prepare for winter."

Listening to Merlin's description, I realized that the group of people I saw at the entrance of the Magic Association that day did indeed resemble both fishermen and hunters.

“After I was born, strange things always happened to me, such as clods of dirt or water balloons inexplicably appearing in my hands, and gusts of wind always surrounding me.”

"This must be magic without chanting, Mr. Merlin."

“That’s right, but no one in this tribe knows magic without chanting. They call me a child cursed by the gods. The adults always look at me strangely, and the children always distance themselves from me. It’s not a pleasant memory.”

It's just like Sylphie...

“When I was fifteen, I could no longer bear the discrimination I faced in the tribe and the monotonous life of migrating every year, so I ran away from the tribe. At that time, I knew nothing but how to survive.”

Merlin wouldn't have eaten monster excrement when he was extremely hungry, like Kyrie Irvine...

"At least Merlin-sensei won't go hungry or anything like that, right?"

"No, even when hunger becomes unbearable, people will use human and monster excrement to survive."

"..."

"Later, after wandering around for a while, I arrived at a forest outside Rosenberg when I was about to starve to death. There I met an old woman who was gathering dry branches in the forest. She had brought a bottle of wine to warm herself up. She happened to meet me and, seeing that I was about to starve to death, gave me all the wine and lit all the branches she had gathered to warm me up."

I nodded quietly and listened as Teacher Merlin continued.

"When she asked me what my name was, I couldn't say anything for a moment, so she assumed I didn't have a name and named me Merlin."

"Later, the old lady took me in. She taught me to read and to understand the ways of the world. Unfortunately, she passed away a year later, and I resumed my wandering life..."

"Mr. Merlin?"

"Hoo... snoring... snoring..."

"Is it because I'm getting old?" Before Merlin could finish speaking, he closed his eyes and began to snore.

It's already the fifth day since we set off. I wonder how Silphie and Ms. Loki are doing at school. Silphie is probably still in the library, and Ms. Loki is probably preparing for class.

What will they buy to eat at the cafeteria today?

I really miss the food in the cafeteria.

Snow began to fall again outside the carriage window. Under the gloomy sky, only a lone carriage traveled along this road towards the desolate northern plains.

……

The library of La Noah Magic University was brightly lit. A long-eared girl with emerald green hair sat at a long table, surrounded by various books, most of which were travelogues by adventurers.

As the girl flipped through the pages, she took notes. Whenever she came across explanations of magical deposits or monsters in the forest or maze, she would carefully copy them down and neatly record them in her notebook.

Unlike her usual immersion in books, she has been somewhat absent-minded lately. Sometimes she would rest her chin on her hand and gaze at the distant sky, lost in thought. Whenever she did this, a look of disappointment would appear on her face.

"Hello, Miss Hilfiet, is anyone here?"

"Oh, no, please have a seat."

A boy with soft, golden hair, dressed in neat and gorgeous aristocratic attire, sat down opposite her.

The blond boy often met Hilfi at the library, but they didn't have any prior arrangement to meet there. Whether by chance or by design, they always managed to meet once every day or two.

"Miss Hilfiet, is something on your mind? You seem to be troubled by something."

As he spoke, the boy sat down opposite Hilfi. Hilfi glanced up at him, then gently shook her head and said:

"Thank you for your concern, Mugolei, I'm fine."

Chapter 107: The Dao (Part Four)

Even without a job transfer, one must live earnestly [Chapter 107] The Way (Part 4)

Chapter 107: The Dao (Part Four)

……

In the northern wilderness of the Duchy of Basheland, the ground is covered with thick snow and gravel, with a few bare, withered tree trunks occasionally blocking the uneven roadside.

Not far from the road leading to the town are several small hills. Unlike the open wilderness, these hills are covered with large forests, where some uncivilized tribes live.

This vast forest also became a hiding place for some wild beasts and monsters.

Of course, some of those hiding inside were people who made a living by ambushing and killing passersby.

A thin, short man wearing a white wolfskin coat hurriedly rode his horse into the woods and stopped in front of a group of about twenty strong men.

This group could hardly be called a group; everyone was riding horses, chatting in an obscure dialect as if making nonsensical jokes.

They all carried short knives, swords, or axe-like weapons at their waists, partly for survival in the wilderness and partly to deal with unexpected situations that might arise in the forest.

At the front of the line was a middle-aged man with a thick beard. His face was covered in scars and burns, making it impossible to discern his expression. Only the wild light emanating from his eyes proved that he was alive. As for whether he was human, that was hard to say.

"Brother, brother, we've fallen for their trap!"

The short man exclaimed with delight.

The men, upon hearing the news, became even more agitated.

"Great! Here's a job!"

"Awwwww! I've been starving all day!"

"That guy last time was too tough. If we get a girl this time, let the brothers have some fun first, then we'll roast her and eat her."

"Good good!"

"Ouch!"

The restless people buzzed like bees, their chatter occasionally mingling with the neighing of horses and reaching the ears of the man at the front of the procession.

They were asking for the man's consent.

With the man nodding silently, a herd of "wild horses" rushed out of the woods.

……

We've now entered the sixth day of our journey. According to Teacher Merlin, we may have already arrived at his birthplace, or we may not. When we see small hills with obvious groves of trees, we'll probably have arrived.

And now, it is located in a place where large areas of small hills meet the wilderness.

"bump!"

After a sudden, violent jolt, the carriage came to a sudden stop.

"What happened, Mr. Coachman?"

I leaned half my body out of the carriage window, my left arm braced against the window frame, and spoke to the coachman sitting in front of the carriage.

"Mr. Coachman?"

"Mr. Coachman?"

"..."

Then I called out a few more times, but there was no response.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

I felt the carriage vibrating, and I seemed to hear sounds coming from all directions.

"what……"

A strong, powerful hand swiftly pulled me back into the car and slammed me to the floor.

When I came to my senses, I was lying between two seats on either side of the carriage, and an axe was stuck straight in the window frame where I had been lying.

"plum……"

Shh! Don't speak.

Teacher Merlin knelt on one knee, peeking out slightly to observe the situation outside.

I slowly got up, not daring to say a word.

If it weren't for Merlin's timely intervention, I would have lost my life just now.

Is someone trying to kill me again?

Could it be a god or a human?

Could they be the bandits who blocked the road that Teacher Merlin mentioned yesterday?

No, I remember that girl named Lala said that the god would no longer bother my life. Although the credibility of that statement is still debatable, considering Merlin's earlier warning that robbers are rampant in this area, we can rule out the possibility of this god for now.

hiss……

When it comes to dealing with robbers, I don't know how they compare to the garrison in Dak City on the border of La Noa.

This time is different from the past. Facing bandits and robbers who are already ruthless killers, there is no need to fight them with any pity for humanity. Just slaughter them all.

Unfortunately, I didn't bring the "Arrogant Water Dragon King" with me, and I'm not entirely confident that I can defeat or kill those guys.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"Awoooooo!"

The group of horsemen outside the carriage were getting closer and closer, and you could hear them making shrill, strange noises.

I could almost hear the roar of the motorcycle gang riding their colorful, flashy motorcycles, circling around me and constantly turning their engines.

Although I have never been attacked by a group of motorcycle gangs, I can still learn about these things through television and computers.

After a while, the "whoosh" of horses' hooves pounding the snow stopped, but the nauseating, shrill laughter continued unabated.

"I'll get off first. You stay in the car and don't move around," Teacher Merlin said in a low voice.

Although I know that Merlin wants to protect me, I have the ability to fight those bandits and robbers.

"Mr. Merlin, I can..."

"Young people don't know their own strength, so stay in the car."

I was a little confused. Did I really need to be careful with my strength when dealing with bandits and robbers? But since Merlin had already made it clear that he didn't need me anymore, I decided to listen to him. After all, he had decades more experience than me and had seen all sorts of storms.

"Since you say so, Mr. Merlin, then alright. Be careful, Mr. Merlin."

He ignored me and jumped off the car in one swift step.

I pressed my face against the car window. Outside the car were at least twenty robbers on tall horses, carrying short knives and axes. Their noses and eyebrows were squeezed together, and their ferocious smiles were like those of jackals and tigers that had spotted their prey.

Mr. Merlin took off his heavy cotton robe and threw it on the ground. Now he was only wearing a thin shirt on his upper body.

Wait, what's that? The muscular lines on his back, as if carved by a knife and axe, were faintly visible through his shirt.

Even the strongest creature on Earth with a demon's back is nothing more than this!

[Note: The strongest creature on Earth refers to Yujiro Hanma, a character in Keisuke Itagaki's popular manga series "Baki," known as the "strongest creature on Earth." His back, which he has developed into a devilish, terrifying muscle that forms a devilish smile, is called the "Demon Back." Whenever Yujiro Hanma reveals his Demon Back, no one can defeat him.]

Among the bandits was a middle-aged man whose demeanor differed from the others. His face was covered in scars and burns. He wasn't bandaged like Shishio, probably because he didn't have the money.

[Note: Shishio Makoto is a character in Nobuhiro Watsuki's manga series *Rurouni Kenshin* and its derivative works. He is the main antagonist in the *Kyoto Arc*, a pro-restoration patriot from the Choshu faction during the late Edo period, who served as a "shadow assassin." He ultimately dies during a fight due to overheating caused by damaged sweat glands.]

With a wave of his hand, "Zhizhi Xiong" caused all the bandits and robbers to throw their axes at Teacher Merlin.

"Air blast!"

Merlin raised both hands high, and a shockwave like a barrier knocked all the axes to the ground.

Merlin's use of wind magic without chanting did not shock the bandit leader; instead, I saw a smile spread across his face.

"kill!"