Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

The king and the witch chatted idly as they walked back to the village.

"I thought you were the kind of guy who didn't care about girls' feelings at all."

"How did the witch sister make that judgment?"

"Based on your assessment of Emily and Alice."

"Who told them to always undermine me? How can commoners compare to my dear brother?"

"Isn't she already a younger sister?"

"It's just that it's hard to change in a short time."

"If only I had just acted cute towards you, Silphie would have been fine."

"That's why I made Silphie my younger brother in the first place."

"Isn't it because of your twisted sense of humor?"

"Am I such a shallow person?"

"What do you mean?"

"While it's true that the name 'three brothers' sounds better, there's also the intention of making Sylphie more assertive, otherwise her timid personality will suffer."

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"But you don't seem to like either the strong-willed Emily or Alice, do you?"

"They've gone too far..."

"You don't like timid, submissive girls, and you don't like strong, independent ladies either. What do you like then?"

"...Can't I just like something more normal?"

"For example, who?"

"Like you."

"Huh?"

Realizing he had said something, the king abandoned the witch and ran away without looking back even once.

Wang felt his face burning red.

Damn it! Why did I have to go along with Luo Qixi and say what was on my mind!

How can we continue now...?

No! It's okay!

Can spoken words truly reflect one's true feelings?

I am but a child! Just childish nonsense!

As long as you keep being shameless, everything will be fine!

The king rejoiced in his own wisdom.

That being said, the king currently lacks the courage to meet the witch.

So the king finally began to focus on training his body.

Swinging, running, push-ups, sit-ups... and most importantly, chopping wood...

If you already have magic, why do you still need to chop wood?

As dusk approached, having finally completed his task for the day, the exhausted king lay down under a large tree, too tired to move.

I even felt that it would be nice to just fall asleep here.

At this moment, Rudy and Silphie, who had been playing wildly all day, finally came over.

"Big brother! We're here!"

"What are you doing here, my dear sisters?"

"My sisters?"

"Didn't Rudy also want to be a little sister?" Wang opened one eye and looked at him. "Although it's indeed too perverse and hard for me to accept right now, but now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Rudy, who was in a frenzy, straddled him and grabbed his collar.

"Duel! You bastard! I challenge you to a duel!"

Rudy, who had forgotten the pain of his past mistakes, was about to rebel again, but of course, he was once again suppressed by me with one hand.

In despair, Rudeus asked the king his dying question.

Why?

"Why? Why?"

"Why are you so strong? And what kind of magic was that before? How were you able to interrupt the casting?"

Since the pursuit is for wisdom and power, and it is not a forbidden power, the king naturally did not hold back. He then explained the principle of the Chaotic Demon to his sisters—using stronger magic to interfere with the magic that has not yet taken shape outside the opponent's body, thus disrupting the laws of magic.

The principle is simple, but it requires no chanting and precise magical control.

"Why isn't this magic written in your Book of Truth?"

"...Because, because it was something I only recently came up with."

"Really? Are there any other 'newly thought-up' spells that haven't been written down?"

"Yes, of course..."

In his final moments of lucidity, Rudy once again launched into an angry interrogation of the king.

"Are you really going to keep something from your own brother?!"

"That's a taboo that was reversed after the power of creation was stolen. I'm already cursed by the abyss. It's precisely because you're my sister that I can't pass this curse on to you."

"It's my younger brother!"

At this moment, Silphie, who had been silent all along, placed her hand on Rudy's head and gently rubbed it.

"It's okay, Rudy. I understand how you feel. I'll treat you like a younger brother, because I'm the older sister now."

Rudy opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Like a fish pulled ashore, his mouth opened and closed, then finally shut completely.

After finally finishing off Rudy, who was on his last breath, Silphie went home.

Her silhouette stretched long in the sunset, the hem of her cloak swaying gently.

Wow, that's incredible! Has it really grown to this level?

Was it intentional or unintentional?

Whether someone is cunning or naive, the line between the two is often very thin.

Rudy's body lay beside the king.

"How's your relationship with Teacher Luo Qixi going?"

"Hmm...good. Very good..."

"I mean, how far have things progressed for you?"

"...We've reached the point where we can squeeze together at night to eat forbidden fruit and sleep together..."

"You bastard! You're lying to me again, aren't you! You must be cheating on me!"

"You can go and ask my witch yourself."

He stared at my face for a long time, trying to find any trace of a lie.

Not found. Because this time, I did not lie.

The girl, Us, was silent for a few seconds, then lay back down. This time, she didn't look at the sky, but turned to her side, her back to me.

"Big brother..."

"Um..."

"For your brother's happiness, do you have any girls you're not interested in? Why don't you give them to him...?"

His voice was muffled, as if it were being squeezed out from under the covers.

"Don't you and Sylphie have a pretty good relationship?"

"You king who doesn't understand people's hearts," he said, his tone suddenly changing, like the lingering echo of a sigh, "that girl's eyes are only for you."

"It's just a child's admiration; she's his little sister."

"Don't children's feelings count?"

"Of course not."

Children are innocent and can easily say "I love you" based on vague feelings, but I am not an ignorant child.

The word "love" carries a lot of weight for me. I can't share my love with too many people because I am a warrior of pure love.

My little brother is still facing away from me.

"Say what you want! So, are there any other girls you haven't had a chance to pursue yet?"

"Maybe, perhaps, possibly..."

Wang was reminiscing about the little Tyrannosaurus Rex, Alice.

"No, you don't? I knew it..."

The saddened Rudy jumped to conclusions without waiting for the king's reply.

"There might actually be one."

Rudius, who had repeatedly resurrected, was no longer in the same spot.

He teleported directly in front of me, his hands on the ground, his forehead pressed against the earth, his dogeza posture so perfect it could serve as a model of etiquette for nobles.

"Big brother! Is that girl pretty?"

"I'd say...pretty..."

"Big brother! Do you think I can do it?"

"It should... be okay..."

"Brother! Big brother! You're my own brother! I beg you, help your brother out! I've never had a sweet romance in my life, and even Dad is starting to doubt if I'm really Greta! Have pity on me!"

"..."

Rudy's forehead dented from hitting the muddy ground.

Devotion.

Very devout.

They were as devout as if they were worshipping a god.

But I remember not long ago that red-haired little tyrannosaurus threatened to beat up my brother...

"Big brother?"

"Since you've come to me for help, I will naturally show mercy to my sister."

In Roya, the capital of the Fetoia territory, there lived a willful young lady.

Her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll's, and her hair was as red as fresh blood, full of... vitality.

Her father was the mayor of Roya City, and her grandfather was the lord of the entire Fetoia Territory, a prominent nobleman in the entire kingdom.

"Wow? Bro, you have such a great network of connections?"

His voice rose, and something gleamed in his eyes.

"If you had actually read my book, The Origins of Shadow Heroes, you wouldn't have asked such a stupid question."

"Wasn't that something you made up?"

"Television adaptation is not nonsense, and adaptation is not random fabrication. In short, they have extended an invitation to me to serve as that young lady's tutor."

"Really? You turned down such a good opportunity? And instead chose to train your sword at the Sword Saint's Grounds? Are you stupid?"

Wang punched his bratty younger brother on the head.

"Just a mere nobleman. If he's killed, he'll die."

"It's like you're saying someone can be killed and then come back to life..."

Wang punched his brat on the head again.

"I can recommend you to them so that you can accompany that young lady as she grows up and instill wisdom and manners in her."

Before I could finish speaking, Rudy had already resumed his dogeza (prostration posture). This time, his forehead remained pressed against the ground.

"Yes, sir! Big brother! You really are my brother!!!"

"But not now."

He looked up, a small patch of mud on his forehead, his eyes wide. "Why?"

"Since you were recommended by me, you naturally represent my authority. I hereby command you to replace the Elf King and teach the children of this village, honing your skills in advance. When you are qualified, that will be your departure day!"

You should wait until you're sure that young lady won't beat you to death before you go...

He took a deep breath, placed his right hand on his chest, and lowered his head.

In that moment, he wasn't just playing the knight; he *was* the knight.

"Yes, my king!"

Looking at Rudy, whose face was filled with fantasies of some blissful, dreamy scenario, Wang sighed inwardly.

I reached out and ruffled his hair.

"Get up, Third Sister."