Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

"Mom...I love you..."

"Yes, I love you too..."

Early morning... it was time to part ways...

There are so many things I want to say to Senis...

But when we hugged, we... we didn't know what to say... we couldn't utter a single word...

All those random, random things... I can't remember them all at once...

That's fine...

Now I just wish we could hug each other a little longer...

"I used to find it quite endearing that you called me 'Mom,' but now I'm over thirty. If I don't want to look really old the next time we meet, then I'd better get older sooner... sooner..."

"Um...I will..."

But watching their departing figures, I still felt a pang of sadness in my heart...

It's clearly only a temporary separation...

Hilda shed the most tears, and she also held me in her arms for the longest time...

They're clearly a large family...!

Ugh......

Garlic bird, garlic bird...

After all, it was quite funny to see Alice gritting her teeth in anger like a dog.

Early in the morning, Rudy used his silver tongue to say that he could go there to help, and that Alice didn't want to go to school, and that he himself agreed. In the end, he convinced everyone with many reasons.

Philip was responsible for going to Donadi's territory in advance to arrange some matters before returning, while Gilead was responsible for protecting everyone.

They were separated again in less than a day after their reunion, and only the King and Paul remained at their home in Buena, while the others went to Donadi.

And once their figures had completely disappeared into the woods, the inexplicable atmosphere of sadness also vanished.

Perhaps it's because the weather is quite nice today.

After the people who had been dominating the view disappeared, the beautiful scenery of Bouyena village reappeared in my sight.

The bright sky painted the windmills, wheat fields, farmhouses, and woods of Bouyena village like an oil painting.

To be honest, I really wish it could be like before, with Senis holding my little hand, strolling through this beautiful scenery, going to the clinic where she works, and just spending a peaceful day like that...

However... the beautiful past is meant to be remembered.

Not far from the painting, other children and their mothers are also strolling hand in hand...

And I, the king, will protect all of this.

But...

The atmosphere between me and Paul was rather awkward.

There were so many things he wanted to say to Senis that he couldn't express, but he had absolutely nothing to say to Paul.

I hadn't slept long last night when I was woken up by Paul's screams. I have no idea what happened to him...

What bad luck...

Paul will stay in the village for a while longer, waiting for Shao Ross to assemble some kind of team, at which point Paul will go and help.

Since that's the case...

"Sir Paul."

"Um."

"Please bring what you need from home. I'll have to trouble you to stay with Uncle Roltz for the next while."

"Huh? It can't be that bad... can it?"

"Don't worry... I'm not going to kick you out of the house."

"What...is that for?"

"For the next period of time, we will not be at home. After the large-scale relocation of people begins, some bad situations are bound to occur. Our house is more extravagant than the lord's house, and there is no one to watch over it. Inevitably, some bad guys will come and ruin the house."

As you know, I'm a bit of a germaphobe. I get really bothered when someone touches my things. So, after I take out the things that are hard to preserve, I'll use magic to seal the house and then bury them underground.

"Also, I'll need you to look after Uncle Roltz a little and have him help you out. Once this is all over, leave this place, and make sure nothing happens..."

Uncle Roltz is pitiful enough, and so is Sylphy...

This level of skill was just something I did casually...

Now we can at least lessen the sadness.

"......I see."

"Hmm... then let's leave it at that..."

Then, together with Paul, we began cleaning the house, mainly taking out the food stored in the kitchen, because it would look bad if we left it unattended. Paul also took out some daily necessities.

After tidying up, I walked to the front door and clapped my hands, creating a concrete and glass box that completely enclosed the house.

They controlled the ground and buried the house underground.

Hopefully, the house will still be well-preserved when I come back and open the box.

And then it's time to say goodbye...

"Trevor..."

"Hmm? Is there anything else?"

"What have you been up to lately...?"

"I am perfectly fine."

"Then... Lilia..."

"She's doing very well."

"..."

"There's not much to say between us... Just do what you need to do... I have some business to attend to in Roya... That's all..."

After saying that, I left, and behind me came Paul's indistinct voice...

"...You...be careful..."

When I turned around, I noticed that Paul's expression was really bad, but I don't think my face looked any better.

Time is said to heal wounds... but that's not entirely true.

I'm just not as angry now... the hatred hasn't disappeared...

And more importantly... the sadness I feel now isn't because of disappointment or deception... but because... I can no longer give my complete trust...

[Some time later, in Roya City]

Per's team is very efficient; they designed and set up a large number of observation devices in just one day yesterday.

Moreover, the arrangement was even more detailed than what I had previously requested. He used that large sphere as the center and arranged a large circle in all directions.

It was just a lot of work for his two familiars, Almanfy and Shivariel, who had to keep collecting data.

Moreover, he even brought in a professional team from the Mage Guild overnight to help me complete some tasks here.

When I arrived as the Holy Sword Jax, Grandpa Twisted Mustache had already prepared a special research room for us. After a brief meeting and sharing of some ideas, it was already afternoon.

Meanwhile, a new batch of data has been sent over.

only......

The data is a bit messy...

First of all, the range of magic absorption of this large sphere is not actually very large, it can only affect a radius of about five kilometers.

Then there's the statistical data, but some problems arose in this area...

The data collection work started yesterday, and last night was the first batch of data. The data largely conformed to the previously predicted curve and showed a pattern.

However, the new batch of data that arrived this afternoon was not quite right.

This batch of data has lost its original regularity...

To use the analogy of using a water tank to pump water in and out, it's like another water inlet suddenly appeared around noon today, and it can even move...

They simply passed through Roya City and arrived at... the research lab...

This situation gave everyone a huge fright...

Some wanted to grab their buckets and run away, some were completely baffled, and others...

He looked excited...

Is this the Mad Magician?

That's really... impressive...

For the next few days, everyone stayed up all night and worked tirelessly, trying various methods to find the moving, invisible magic absorption device.

Fortunately, it only took a little longer, and we eventually found out where the problem was.

The problem lies with... me...

Almost everyone in this world is born with the ability to absorb magical energy, but this stops once they reach their limit.

But this king...

My body is constantly charging, but it just can't be fully charged because I keep storing magic power into the bounded field. Now my own body has become a giant mobile magic power absorption device.

This phenomenon occurs because the King and the magic ball in the sky are constantly competing for magic power.

Everyone was astonished by this result: He truly deserves to be called a genius!

Oh......

hehe......

In other words, if I stay near that sphere, the time it takes for it to absorb full magic power will be greatly increased...

What else is there to say?

For the foreseeable future, I will be living under that giant sphere.

but not now.

The primary task now is to calculate the magic absorption rate of this magic ball when it was not under my influence, to measure the time it would take to absorb all the magic, then to calculate my own magic absorption rate, and finally to put myself and the ball together and calculate how much longer the time can be extended under my influence.

The professionals already know the specific methods, so I, for the time being, have nothing to do...

At this time, I was informed that Boss Long had returned from the Demon Continent.

[After a period of time - Sky Fortress]

First, Boss Long gave me the Demon Eye Killer I wanted, and then he dragged me to a secluded little room.

In a private room, I looked at the things that Boss Long had brought, and I still felt somewhat uneasy.

He first used a summoning magic spell to summon a large earth cube.

This soil is said to be the place where the three heroes fought with Laplace, and Boss Long brought them all here...

It's said that there might be demon blood on it.

Looking at these unknown little insects and earthworms in the soil... I'm really having a headache...

But what really bothered me wasn't that; it was the bone trident spear in Boss Long's hand...

"This gun is the weapon that dealt the fatal blow to the demon god; there might be some remnants of the demon god's body tissue on it..."

"Excuse me... is that Rigd Rudd's?"

"Well, I guess so."

"What do you mean by 'sort of'...?"

"It is said that the Spelud tribe used to make spears from the bones of their own tails, and this spear belonged to the child of Rigelud..."

"I see......"

This king... seems to remember...

The Spelud race were supposed to be normal people, but they were tricked by the demon Laplace...

The demon god transferred the curse on himself to the demon spear, and then gave the demon spear to the Spelud tribe, making them his subordinates. Later, the Spelud tribe was driven insane by the curse on the demon spear and all of them became murderers.

This is how the Spelud tribe's reputation was ruined, and coupled with the curse, it has become infamous to this day.

At that time, Rajirud was the captain of the warriors, and he had gone mad. It seems that his son broke the magic gun with his own gun, which brought Rajirud back to his senses, but his son died by his own hand.

Later, Rijerud sought revenge on the demon, but at a crucial moment, he launched a sneak attack and stabbed the demon.

Then he took the spear his son had left him...

It's just a spear, and those stories are just other people's stories...

But when this thing was delivered and I held it in my hands, I still felt a bit of inexplicable emotion...

This must have been something very precious to Rajirud; he would never have handed it over so easily.

So... it must have been stolen after Boss Long beat it up...

Rachel Luther...

So pitiful...

I can even picture him kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face...

But Boss Long seems to have figured out what I'm thinking.

"Don't worry, he's still alive, and I've given him an even better magic gun."

"what?"

I thought I was already bad at understanding people's hearts, but I never imagined that Boss Long was even worse...

Rijkaard must be going to have PTSD from seeing the new magic gun, right?

"Is there a problem?"

"No...no...it's nothing...let's leave it at that."

Ugh......

I hope he can stay strong...

A psychological problem is just a psychological problem. He's a strong guy, he shouldn't commit suicide because of this... right?

Moreover, I have my own troubles to deal with.

These things are hundreds of years old; who knows what else can be found on them?

The magic I inherited from [something] can indeed reactivate these dead cells, but that requires finding them first, right?

There might be many organizations on Rijkaard's gun, but who knows what kind of monsters those organizations are...

As for the entire block of earth that was delivered...

Maybe they can find even more of the original three heroes' blood inside. It would be hilarious if they cloned the original Northern God...