Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Rudius".

"exist."

I walked up to Professor Merlin and grasped his trembling hand with my left.

"Rudius, what do you think is the difference between this place and Sharia, and Asura?"

The same question again: what are the differences between this place and Sharia and Asura?

I don't know, Professor Merlin didn't have the time to discuss social sciences with me. What difference was he referring to?

What I saw, besides poverty, was the difference in people's lifestyles, but that was also a result of poverty. Even collusion between knights to frame others was commonplace in Asura and Sharia.

In the past, I might have felt astonishment, fear, and disgust at the idea of ​​framing others or even causing them to lose their lives.

But I've been through that kind of thing too. Pedro Galorin taught me a lesson. He reminded me just how cruel this world can be. Even now, when I think of that person, I can't help but tremble all over and regret not giving him a rock cannonball back then.

What I witnessed after arriving in this village taught me a valuable lesson: whether you are a nobleman living a high position or a commoner toiling in the fields, you are bound by rules. In the desolate northern wilderness, territorial knights will bind you with these rules, and one day you might be killed under the pretext of a ritual involving iron fire. In the magnificent palace, nobles more powerful than you will bind you, using various reasons and unforeseen circumstances to inadvertently change your life.

I don't want to be bound like this. After coming to this godforsaken place and witnessing that ridiculous ceremony, I've lost count of how many days have passed.

Ultimately, the "Fishing Village" monopolized the forest and the seaside, while Merlin and I led the remaining villagers of the "Shepherd Village" southward. Some of them would work in my blackboard workshop, while others would study in other cities in Sharia and the Duchy of Basheland.

These days I've been thinking about the determination I made when I first came to this world: "Since I'm in another world, I'll use my true abilities and live a serious life!"

During my five years in Roya, I had forgotten that I had ever said such a thing.

Now, reality is right in front of me. I must rediscover that determination. Moreover, simply living earnestly is not enough. Since I've arrived in another world, I must use my true abilities to survive and become the person standing on the top of the mountain. Even if I'm only second to one person, I will fight for it with all my might. This is my last chance in this life!

"Did you see it, Rudeus?"

Merlin interrupted the murderous intent that was rising in my mind.

"I'm sorry, Professor Merlin, apart from noticing that this place is poorer than Sharia and Asura, I haven't seen anything else."

"Actually, this place is no different from Sharia and Asura."

"There's no difference..."

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"Miss Hilfiet, how are the preparations for tomorrow's opening ceremony going?"

A blond boy stood behind a long-eared girl with emerald green hair.

The girl sat at the table, seemingly flipping through a book, but her eyes were actually vacant and lifeless; her mind was not on the book at all.

Startled by the voice behind her, the girl accidentally closed the book in front of her. She looked at the boy standing behind her and forced a smile, saying:

"Hmm, it should be fine."

"Good luck, Miss Hilfiet! I'll be going now. Good luck!"

"Okay, thank you. Take care on your journey."

The girl watched the boy's figure disappear into the distance, then turned around and lay down on the table.

"Is something wrong with Rudy?"

She muttered to herself.

Chapter 111: The Dao (Part 8)

No Job Reincarnation: Even Without a Transfer Event, I Must Live Seriously [Chapter 111]: The Way (8)

Chapter 111: The Dao (Part 8)

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"No difference?"

"Correct."

"Mr. Merlin, why do you say that?"

"Whether one lives in a prosperous land or is born in barren soil, it is all the same. High-ranking officials need to fight for power in order to survive among the nobility, while ordinary people from poor backgrounds need to fight for food in order to survive. No matter where you are, as long as there are people to live, there will be competition."

The so-called competition is nothing more than natural selection, survival of the fittest.

"Because competition exists all over the world, you're saying there's no difference between this place and Sharia and Asura, right?"

"Yes, to survive in this world, you must constantly compete..."

Teacher Merlin looked at the villagers traveling with us outside the carriage, sighed deeply, and said:

"But I deprived them of the ability to participate in the struggle, and I was still basking in my own self-satisfaction, thinking I had saved them..."

I can understand Merlin's feelings. He's lived to be almost a hundred years old, but he hasn't accomplished anything earth-shattering. Perhaps the only thing he can boast about is that magic trick called "Chaos Demon".

But Merlin's position in the Mage Guild is unshakeable, and he must have helped many people. People wouldn't respect Merlin so much just because he's old.

"Mr. Merlin..."

“Listen, Rudeus, you are a nobleman. If you want to survive in this world, you should understand the laws of struggle. When you go back to school, go to the student council. It will do you good.”

"Yes, Professor Merlin."

Although I was physically weak, Ms. Merlin had clearly seen through my thoughts. I did intend to use the student council as a stepping stone to train myself first, and then climb up step by step with Philip's support after returning to Asura.

As you wish, Philip, I suppose this was all part of your plan.

"Shut up!"

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After a violent jolt, the carriage came to a stop, and I quickly got off and walked to the front of the procession.

"what happened?"

"L...L...Lord Rudeus...there's...someone ahead..."

The villagers pointed with trembling hands to the distance not far ahead.

"Is there?"

Ahead was a vast expanse of white, and no one could be seen at all.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

I think I heard a sound, the sound of footsteps on the snow. I heard it on the way here too; it was the sound of horses' hooves.

The sound grew closer, but I still couldn't see any trace of anyone.

"Is there someone there?"

"Over there! Over there!"

The villager pointed ahead, and I squinted to look carefully in the direction he was pointing.

"camouflage?"

The sound of horses' hooves was very close, and I could finally see clearly that it was a group of bandits wearing white fur coats.

Judging from the number of bandits, there were probably at least five hundred of them.

Are they taking advantage of the chaos?

I have no time to think; they'll be right in front of us.

I didn't bring "Arrogant Water Dragon King" with me, so I don't know if I can still deal with them.

If it were Merlin, there would definitely be no problem.

No, given Merlin's current condition, even getting out of bed is a headache, so I guess we can't count on him.

If the villagers can be organized, they might still have a fighting chance.

I looked around at the villagers. Some of them stood there trembling, while others were eager to fight the approaching bandits.

The villagers are all very robust; what I need to do now is buy them time to get them organized.

"Ughhhhhh!"

They've already charged up; there's no time left!

Never mind, I'm fine myself.

"Tubi!"

I placed my left hand on the ground, and a ten-meter-high, fifty-meter-long earthen wall rose up from the ground, connecting the forests on both sides and completely blocking the road ahead.

Now that the main road ahead is blocked, if the bandits want to rush over, they must slow down and split up through the woods on both sides, which is much easier than facing the charging "cavalry" directly.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The sound of hooves was getting closer, but there seemed to be a clear sign that the horses were slowing down.

what's the situation?

"O God of the Unknown! Answer my call and shatter the enemy! —Stone Cannon!"

Hearing the chanting, there were at least a dozen magicians present; these were definitely not bandits!

"coax!"

As the chanting ended, my tall earthen wall crumbled.

The broken stones kicked up billowing smoke and dust, and before the smoke had even cleared, I could already hear the villagers' cries:

"Aaaaaaah! Run!"

"It's knights! They're from the fishing village! They've come for revenge!"

"Run!"

Fishing Village? Knights? They're here to seek revenge on Merlin, aren't they? That grudge from twenty years ago... If I were from Fishing Village, I might also take advantage of their misfortune and launch a surprise attack, since it was Merlin who drove them from their homes.

How could a group of at least ten magicians be bandits? When the dust settled, I could finally see their full appearance. They were all wearing similar white woolen coats with wolfskin pelts, which contrasted sharply with the surrounding snow.

The two people at the front of the group were the knight who had performed the ritual and the village chief of the fishing village. There were also some familiar faces, as if I had seen them in Sharia. It turned out they were from the fishing village.

It seems that while the villagers of Makino Village were still living a peaceful and isolated life, the people of Yu-gyu Village had already made contact with the outside world in order to survive.

Teacher Merlin meant well but did something wrong.

"Hand over Merlin, and I'll spare your lives."

The village chief of the fishing village wrapped himself up like a tin can, with only his head sticking out. He drew the sword from the side of the saddle and pointed it at the carriage that Master Merlin was riding in.

"Are you kidding me?"

I sneered.

“Merlin is already a hundred years old. Even if you don’t take him away, he will probably die naturally soon. There’s no need to make a fuss.”

“You’re an Asura, aren’t you? How could someone raised on broth and wine possibly know our suffering? It’s Merlin! He drove us away, made us homeless, he’s a complete devil!”

"Teacher Merlin did this because he didn't want you to experience the pain of migrating north and south like migratory birds. He spared you the pain of separation from your loved ones that comes with migration. Who else but Teacher Merlin could do that!"

While using words to stall them, I gathered my magic power, preparing to unleash the Thundercloud.

It seems I've become too reliant on the "Arrogant Water Dragon King." When casting spells with bare hands, it takes a certain amount of time for magic power to accumulate before it can be released.

"It was Lord Merlin who gave us a peaceful life, and we will never hand Lord Merlin over to you!"

"Yes! We must protect Lord Merlin!"

The villagers also picked up machetes and axes and blocked the carriage where Merlin and I were. Do you see? Merlin, there are still many people who are grateful to you and willing to fight for you.

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On a hillside not far away, more than a hundred knights riding tall horses and wearing exquisite armor were watching what was happening in the woods.

At the front of the procession, a knight with the emblem of the Asura Knights printed in the center of his helmet turned to look at the girl on horseback to one side.

The girl nodded slightly, and the knight drew his sword and pointed it forward:

"Ensuring Lord Rudius's safety is paramount! Cavalry! All troops! Attack!"

Chapter 112: The Dao (Part 9)

Even without a job transfer, one must live earnestly in this unreincarnated life [Chapter 112] The Way (Nine)

Chapter 112: The Dao (Part 9)

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"We must protect Lord Merlin!"