Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

Alice cried terribly, and it was very difficult to comfort her.

Wang touched his head more vigorously, then cried even harder.

The benevolent king couldn't withdraw his hand, nor could he continue kneading.

I'm really bad at dealing with this type of girl. If it were Sylphie, she would have been won over by now.

No, if it were Sylphie, she wouldn't have come looking for trouble at all!

My initial response was flawed.

Philip was still laughing. Is this how dads always do things with their kids?

You can't count on a fool like Gilead...

Just as the king was at a loss for what to do after making the little girl cry, Gilead made his move.

She pulled Alice out of the ground like a radish and held her in her arms to comfort her.

"I'll teach that bastard a lesson in a bit and get revenge for you."

Then little Alice really stopped crying. After sobbing a couple of times, she turned her head and made a face at me.

"Sigh..." Wang sighed sadly.

Wang... doesn't understand people's hearts...

Afterwards, the king and Gilead arrived at an open space outside the city.

Alice, Philip, and some servants watched from a distance.

It was the king's request, because the king wanted to use all his strength and unleash his full firepower in the city, something the king couldn't do.

They were about 50 meters away from Gilead, and now they were just waiting for the order.

"start!"

The moment the battle began, the ground beneath Wang's feet rose up, forming a huge earthen mound thirty meters in diameter and twenty meters in height.

Wang Yiran chose a positional warfare approach, but unlike before, the soil on the slope was full of moisture, making it easier for anyone trying to step on it to slip and fall.

This limits Kyrie Io's instantaneous speed.

But Gilead didn't go all out. Was he underestimating his opponent?

Such a battle...

Fine, I'll give it my all!

Next, we'll use a diamond dust wafer saw!

Several spinning crystal rings flew toward Kyrie Il-sung, who was trying to approach.

It should look similar to the glass version, at least in terms of appearance.

Kyrie Irwin underestimated his opponent, and his battle aura was instantly breached by the circular saw, which tore his clothes.

Although she dodged quickly, blood still flowed out.

But I'm serious!

This level of skill was certainly no match for Gilead, who, when serious, dodged and weaved among the five circular saws.

Although Gilead can no longer get close to me, I did not cause him any further harm.

Is the attack density insufficient?

Then use wind magic to unleash Shadow Breath combined with sand and dust to create a storm, restricting her vision and breathing!

But just as the sandstorm approached Gilead, she stepped back and distanced herself.

Ok?

Because they are orcs, they have a keen sense of smell. Did they sense that something was wrong?

Beyond a certain distance, the control of the dust wafer saw weakens, making it even less likely to harm Kyrie Io.

It's okay.

Previously, I didn't use fire magic because of the short distance, worried about damaging the terrain beneath my feet, but now I have no such concerns.

Look at this move!

A fireball flew past in an instant, and unlike its tiny size, it caused a massive explosion upon hitting the ground.

This is a byproduct of using hydrogen fuel to mimic thermobaric bombs when developing nuclear explosion magic.

Kyrie Irwin is fast and hard to hit, but the huge range and shockwave can still affect her.

As the sea of ​​fire gradually died down, they couldn't find Gilead anywhere.

Damn it! Of course, this level of skill wouldn't be enough to defeat Gilead, and instead, we've lost information!

Just then, a tree flew over at high speed.

There's no escaping it; we must confront it!

The goal is to draw attention away from the enemy and then launch a surprise attack from another location!

It's that same trick again!

Don't underestimate me!

Wang used a trump card: the Ultimate Divine Art - Modified - Mystic Emperor Black Heaven - Collapse Domain

It was also a byproduct of developing nuclear explosion magic, creating a large pressure field in the direction of the flying tree.

A pressure of hundreds of thousands of atmospheres was applied to an area in an instant.

The flying tree accompanied an area that vanished instantly, leaving no trace of its original state.

The death zone, formed by the vast area and immense pressure, opened only for a moment before closing.

Unlike containers containing small amounts of nuclear fuel, the sheer size of this container results in a significant increase in the amount of magic power consumed.

Next, we must deal with a surprise attack!

Wang has another trump card up his sleeve.

As long as the move hits, it doesn't count...

Just as the king was about to continue searching for Gilead, he was suddenly picked up from behind.

Gilead tucked the king under his arm, said nothing more, and then gave him a good beating on the buttocks with his other hand.

Wang realized something.

Gilead seems angry...

Quack! Can we make peace?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

Wang screamed in agony.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Wang begged for his life.

The tormented king saw the cause of defeat behind the orc elder sister Kyrie Irwin.

A scabbard stuck in the mud.

Did they use the scabbard stuck in the ground for leverage? So they could get so close to me from the very beginning...

Wang was completely convinced of his defeat.

Just as the king was getting a spanking, Gilead also slid down the muddy slope with the king in his arms.

Alice's expression, which was watching from a distance, changed from confidence at the beginning to anger, then from anger to worry, and finally to hearty laughter.

"Ha! Hahahaha!"

He was especially happy to see me get a spanking.

"You dare challenge Gilead?! You idiot! You're a hundred years too early!!!"

Alice started trash-talking the loser after the match.

Wang was too lazy to refute the idiot's words, still recalling the battle just now, and incidentally using healing magic to heal Gilead's wounds.

"Treff is very strong," Gilead began to explain to the king, "especially that last move. If he had used it from the beginning, I would have died."

"Really?" Alice asked incredulously.

"Really?" Kyrie Irving shook the king, who was tucked under his arm. "You've been hiding some tricks up your sleeve, haven't you?"

"Hmm, there's one more move," Wang responded, "The End Divine Art - Modified 2 - Crimson Emperor's Wrath - Azure Starfall, it's also a guaranteed kill if you get hit."

As he spoke, Wang Chao fired a spark from the other side, which exploded violently upon hitting the ground.

This is also a derivative of nuclear explosion magic.

It directly generates a small area of ​​100 million degrees Celsius, although the area is small and the duration is only a moment.

But that's an exaggerated 100 million degrees Celsius, capable of instantly vaporizing any known substance and generating ultra-high pressure shock waves.

Shock waves are not caused by wind; they are generated by the explosive expansion of matter itself.

The material, vaporized by high temperature, is ejected outward at ultra-high speed, with an intensity far exceeding that of chemical explosives.

"You bastard! Are you trying to kill Gilead?!" Alice ran up to the bound king's face and began to use the Iron Fist of Boreas.

"Of course I can't use it. I'll just simulate it with something similar and see if I can encounter Kyrie Isuzu."

Gilead seemed to accept some of the king's explanation and released him from his bonds.

"You are very strong, but your weaknesses are too obvious."

"..." Wang was at a loss for words.

The battle just now was the last attempt at magic in the short term. Without sufficient defensive measures, we can only focus all our energy on offense, using offense as a form of defense.

Although the results were good, shortcomings still exist.

The reaction speed is too slow, the casting speed is too slow, there are no effective defensive measures, and there are no suitable means of perception. It has too many drawbacks.

Glass cannons are definitely a dead end; how can you deal damage if you can't survive? And it's pointless if you can't hit anything.

Although Gilead underestimated his opponent at the beginning and had the opportunity to kill him in one move, not all battles will be like that.

In actual combat, not launching a surprise attack from behind is considered a sign of martial virtue, let alone a battle where someone shouts "start!", the terrain is favorable to me, and they won't go for the kill.

"Gilead, I want to learn swordsmanship. Do you think I have the talent?"

Kyrie Irvine wagged its tail, as if it had been waiting for me to say that.

"I think so. We'll find out by fighting each other with swords."

"Please go easy on me."

"Um."

The King and the Sword King are at odds once again.

Kyrian stood there, his wooden sword hanging at his side. His posture was casual, not like he was about to fight, but more like he was standing on the edge of a field admiring the scenery.

But the pressure came straight at me. Is this the oppressive feeling of the Sword King?

Wang took a deep breath.

At least—make her move one step.

Wang gripped the hilt of his sword and charged forward.

The first sword.

Sword God style silent sword.

This is Wang Xuehui's first move.

The sword tip tore through the air with a sharp screech as it slashed toward Gilead's shoulder.

She didn't move.

With a gentle lift of the wooden sword, the tip precisely touched the side of my blade.

My sword veered off course, slicing past her abdomen without touching anything.

"You've got the posture right," Kyrie Irvine said. "Too slow."

I didn't stop. Following the momentum of the first sword, I used the rebound of my body to perform a backhand horizontal slash.

I haven't practiced this move much because Paul said it's flashy, but I think it looks pretty cool.

The sword traces an arc from right to left.

But Gilead had somehow shifted slightly backward.

Just a hair's breadth away, the sword tip swept past his abdomen again.

"The prediction was too early. The sword should have been drawn later."

"..."

Wang gritted his teeth and charged forward again.

I used every move I knew: katana, reverse katana, thrust, kesa-giri, fuse-giri... even the "flow" of the Mizukami-ryu style that I had just come up with on my own.

Kyrie Illya blocked every single sword strike.

Each time, he only struck once, and with a light touch, he deflected my sword. It was like swatting away a fly, or dismantling a building block set without needing blueprints.

She barely moved.

At most, I can only move half a step. Sometimes, just rotating my ankle and changing the angle of my body is enough to make my attack miss.

The gap is too big.

But for some reason, I learn more every time we clash.

Is this the difference between Sword King Kyrie Irwin and Elite Monster Paul?

Time passed slowly, and Wang swung his sword until he was exhausted.

Seeing the king lying on the ground, panting heavily, Kyrie Irvine nodded.

"The basics are fine, and he learns the moves quickly, but some things are not right."

"What's wrong?"

"You wield your sword with your brain."

"...What do you mean?"

"When you swing your sword, don't think about 'what's the next move.' Your body will tell you." Kyrianu switched the wooden sword to his left hand and gestured with his right. "The sword must be faster than your thoughts."

Wang was stunned for a moment.

It's probably because Gilead is an idiot that he can't make things clear.

Does that mean you develop muscle memory and then fight instinctively?

Kyrie I looked at me, and his ears twitched.

"You don't believe me."

"...It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I'm thinking about it."

"Then let's do it again."

"Auntie, spare me!" Wang would even cry out for his father to save his life, let alone his mere aunt. "By the way, how's my swordsmanship talent?"

"Very impressive." Then she paused for a long time, "You'll be even more impressive than me in the future."

The king was pleased with Gilead's assessment.

"The premise is proper training." Gilead poured cold water on the king's enthusiasm. "Your swordsmanship is excellent, but in the past six months you've only grown taller; your physical fitness has actually declined."

Kyrie Irvine delivered another blow.

...I was hurt by beauty...and I've become so haggard...From this day forward! I will abstain from alcohol!

But even so, I remember there was a guy in the original work who became the strongest sword god just because he was a CCB, what was his name again?

The king was saddened that he was not a true swordsmanship genius.

"So, the next step is physical training, right? Is there any faster way to get stronger?"

"Hmm." Kyrie Irwin pondered for a long time again. "When your physical abilities reach a certain level and you can use battle aura, I will take you to the Land of the Sword Saints."

"Huh?" The king was surprised. "Is the Gilead religion not acceptable?"

Kyrie Irvine turned his head to the side.

"You're the one who said you wanted to get stronger faster. The Sword God is smarter than me and can teach you faster."

Kyrie Irvine's tail drooped; was it sad?

"If you stay, I can teach you." He then wagged his tail again.

"I really hope you can stay and help teach Alice," the squinty-eyed man added, joining in.

Should I stay? Forget it.

Looking at my notes, Paul is about to seduce Lilia, I need to go cause some trouble.

If it's just about physical training, going back to the village to train is fine; it might be the last time I spend in the village anyway.

Moreover, I really don't get along with Alice.

The king hates it when people yell at him. Usually, the king will ignore this situation, while ordinary people might find it boring and walk away.

But this doesn't work on Alice; she'll get even angrier and try even harder to cause trouble.

Because of Wang's incorrect response, he made an enemy of this brat.

Although the king doesn't get angry at children, his time and energy are limited.

Let Rudy enjoy this good fortune.

"My second and third brothers are having their birthdays soon, so I plan to go back to the village for a while and train my body. Once I can use my battle qi, I'll go to the Land of Sword Saints."

As the king spoke, he saw Gilead's tail descend again.

"As for Miss Alice's education, I would like to recommend my second brother, Lord Rudius, who is both wise and brave and has been personally taught by me. He will surely become a good teacher and friend to Miss Alice."

"I don't want you teaching me! If your brother dares to come, I'll beat him up!!!"

He truly deserves to be called the little tyrant among the tyrants of Roja!

This is truly powerful! So powerful!

The king rejoiced for Ludius's future.

"Oh, right! Kyrie Irvine, there's a gift..." The king realized something.

The dragon skin cloak is still with Loki, but looking at Kyrie's rising tail, I just can't bring myself to admit that I forgot to bring it.