Jobless Reincarnation: Live Seriously Even Without Transfer Events

"Lord Merlin absolutely cannot be entrusted to people like you!"

……

The villagers, who had been scattered to the side moments before, had now come together. They were armed with axes and machetes, the men brandishing hunting knives, the women carrying bone axes used for sewing, and even the children were standing in front, chanting, "Protect Lord Merlin!"

"It was Lord Merlin who freed us from the annual journey from south to north, it was Lord Merlin..."

"Enough! I only wanted to kill that old bastard Merlin, but since that's the case, I'll kill you all too!"

The village chief of the fishing village pointed his sword at us, and the magician standing at the front began to chant a magic trick.

"O God of the Unknown!"

"Respond to my call!"

This is the incantation term for the Rock Cannonball. Before my eyes, there are a dozen staffs aimed at all of us, the Rock Cannonball possessing the power to shatter "earth walls"...

"Shatter..."

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

A clap of thunder interrupted their impending spellcasting.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and the gale-force winds, carrying snowflakes, rose into the sky like a tornado.

At this moment, the sky was filled with black, dark green, and other indescribable colors that resembled both blue and purple, converging towards the deepest part of the sky. Lightning swirled upwards, and all the dark clouds gathered at a single point, forming a dazzling ball of light.

"What's this!?"

"Waaaaaaahhhhhh!"

"Who is that guy?!"

"What kind of magic trick is this?!"

"Is this divine punishment?!"

Everyone stared at the unprecedented spectacle in the sky, their faces filled with astonishment, fear, and all sorts of expressions. Some had tears welling up in their eyes, while others felt a warm current flowing from their feet to the snow.

I raised my left hand and stretched it towards the sky. The ball of light in the sky, filled with lightning, connected to my left hand in a lightning-like chain.

Is this the form when magic is fully compressed and applied to the Haurelite cumulonimbus cloud?

It's a good opportunity to test its power on these guys in front of me.

"It's a real shame. This may be the first and last time you ever see such a sight in your lives. This is the state of compressing the Water Saint-level magic, the Thunderous Cumulonimbus, to its extreme. Give it a try!"

"What are you standing there for! Run! Run!"

Upon seeing this, the knight and the village chief of the fishing village immediately turned and fled, and the more than 500 cavalrymen followed them as they fled south.

My left arm has lost all feeling, and my body has become incredibly heavy.

"No...don't run away..."

I used all my strength to keep up with the pace, and after taking a step forward, I swung my left arm down with all my might.

A white beam of light descended from the sky, and the ground trembled instantly. I felt my magic power rapidly draining away.

"Crack! Boom!"

After the loud bang, the dark clouds dispersed, the sky returned to calm, and the long-awaited sight of the sun breaking through the clouds appeared on the northern land.

All the enemies before me lay on the scorched ground, turned into blackened charcoal.

I walked forward, but there were no more unrecognizable human corpses; the charred bones turned to dust and flew into the sky with the wind.

"Lord Rudius, is your left hand alright?"

A villager walked up to me, trembling, and said...

I looked around, and the villagers were looking at me with the same eyes they had for a terrifying monster.

Finally, my gaze returned to my left arm.

My left arm was charred beyond recognition, and I could smell the burnt meat if I took a closer look.

I gently shook my body, and my carbonized left arm fell to the ground like broken sand and gravel, scattering into dust in the wind.

I even lost my left arm.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

The sound of hooves came again, and another group of people rushed over from the hillside not far away. If you looked closely, you would see that they were in neat formation and were clearly cavalrymen who had received formal training.

Are they here for revenge as well?

But now I'm just like a stick, what can I use to fight them?

What should we do? Just wait to die?

The sound of horses' hooves grew closer, and the procession became clearer.

"Lord Rudeus protected us! We must protect Lord Rudeus too!"

My consciousness began to blur, and I vaguely heard a few loud noises.

Before I knew it, I had knelt on the ground, and the scene before me began to blur.

I just felt like the place was surrounded by people.

Who is this girl in front of me? She looks at least fifteen years old, with light brown hair that is tied up in a very elegant way, and the clothes she is wearing are the hunting outfits that noble ladies in the Kingdom of Asura usually wear when they go hunting.

She seemed to be surrounded by knights. What were they saying? All I could hear was a bunch of noise, a lot of babbling.

They seemed to be saying something, but I couldn't hear them clearly.

what……

She held me in her arms; she was so soft and warm, it felt like Alice...

How could Alice possibly be here? Are you kidding me?

If it were Masami Nagasawa, that would be great...

[Note: This is a reference to a joke on a social media platform, where Masato Sakai complains to Yui Aragaki that he wished Masami Nagasawa had been his assistant. It's quite amusing.]

It's obviously impossible for Masami Nagasawa. If it could be any one of Alice, Sylphie, or Loki in public, I would be content even if I died.

I looked up at the girl in front of me; she looked like Silphie.

“Silphie…you…have really big breasts…”

"Lord Rudeus, please don't joke about my body so casually."

The voice didn't sound like Silphie's, and the answer was very serious.

"Huh? Could it be Alice? Hmm... the size matches..."

"No, Alice could never give such a serious answer. It must be Teacher Loki."

"Teacher Luo Qixi, you must have grown up again. You've been eating too much papaya and milk. You don't look like yourself at all..."

"Lord Rudeus is quite amusing. You should rest well, Lord Rudeus."

……

Where is this?

The soft, comfortable bed, the spacious and bright bedroom, and the luxurious decor make it seem nothing like the icy, snowy place I had stayed in before.

Wait, I feel a strange sensation. I raise my left and right hands, and both arms are perfectly fine.

Did I travel back in time?

Impossible. This is definitely not Roya's mansion, nor is it a hotel on Zeferos's estate.

Even his youngest son felt unexpectedly comfortable in such a comfortable hotel.

Wait, the youngest son?

I lifted the blanket and realized that I seemed to be wearing nothing at all.

"Lord Rudius, you're awake."

Suddenly, a gentle and melodious voice entered my ears, and I turned my head to follow the sound.

Lying beside me was a girl with long brown hair and delicate features. She looked to be around fifteen years old, and her beautiful face still looked like she hadn't woken up yet.

"Um...we..."

"Yes, Lord Rudius, you were very impressive last night."

Chapter 113: Whispers (Part 1)

No Job Reincarnation: Even Without a Transfer Event, I Will Still Live Seriously [Chapter 113] Insider Chat (Part 1)

Chapter 113: Whispers (Part 1)

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Noren is gone.

She was pulled into Philip's carriage by two maids.

……

Two months ago

In a room of the Boreas family mansion in the heart of the fortress city of Roya, Philip lay on the sofa, holding an exquisite glass from the continent of Becalit in his hand. The glass contained a crystal-clear, agate-like red nectar, a type of Roya black tea that was only produced in winter.

At that moment, a man wearing heavy leather armor entered the room. He casually closed the door, leaned against it, crossed his arms, and looked at the man lying on the sofa in front of him with nonchalant ease.

Philip placed the glass he was holding on the table beside him, then crossed his legs and leaned back against the sofa to face the man who had just entered the room.

He squinted and smiled:

"You've come, Paul."

Paul, leaning against the door, glanced disdainfully at the smiling man with narrowed eyes in front of him and said...

"Well, since the lord specifically requested to see me, of course I had to come."

"You're being too polite, Paul. Are you settling in well with Roya?"

"It's alright, I don't mind at all, but Janice and the kids seem to like it here."

As he spoke, Paul sat down next to Philip, picked up a cup, poured some Royal Tea from the teapot in front of him into the cup, and then drank the tea in one gulp.

"Mr. Paul, I have something to ask you."

"disagree."

"Hey? I haven't said what it is yet."

"You are Lord Philip, you can't possibly call me here for tea for no reason."

"Listen to me first, it's not necessarily a bad thing."

"Then tell me, what is it?"

Philip picked up the teapot, filled the teacup in front of him with tea, took a small sip, and looked Paul up and down.

"Go ahead and say it."

Paul, unable to contain his impatience, drank another cup of tea.

Philip put down his teacup and said slowly:

"You've heard about Rudeus, haven't you? The Saint-level magician who killed a hundred men. When he comes back, he'll probably be able to ride the wave of fame for a while, right, Father of the Great Hero?"

"I know about this. Has something happened to Rudeus?"

"No, Rudius is fine. Prince Gravel admires Rudius very much. However, this matter has little to do with Rudius."

"Not really related to Rudy? Then what do you want to talk about?"

"Your two daughters are of school age, right? I can help you make arrangements for them."

"Tsk..."

Upon hearing that it concerned his two daughters, Paul immediately became restless. It was clear that Philip was not simply trying to solve his daughters' schooling problem; there was more to his words than met the eye.

Paul jumped up, grabbed Philip by the collar, and pressed the sword against Philip's neck.

“Philip! I'm warning you, if…”