Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

The King, Rudy, and Lilia, the three of us, were huddled together in thick cotton-padded coats.

Sitting on the cart pulled by Mambol, we traveled on the road to Roya City.

The weather has finally turned cold, but the atmosphere on the road is even colder.

Unlike the previous trip with the witch, this farewell was filled with sadness...

The original plan was to wait until Noren was born before leaving.

After all, it seems that there's a setting where one's fate is weakened when they are pregnant.

I still can't help but feel a little worried.

It's all Paul and Lilia's fault...

Now that Senis and Paul aren't around, there's no need to even force a smile.

Along the way, only Rudy started chattering away with questions, but I really don't have the mind to talk to my brat right now.

So after a while, everyone fell silent.

This atmosphere is really awkward...

But Rudy isn't the kind of adult who needs too much emotional attention, and as for Lilia... I can't be bothered with her at all.

Besides the three of us, there were many other things in the car, including large and small bags.

Looking at the luggage, I couldn't help but recall the scene of parting.

Before I left, Senis gave me a lot of instructions and reminders; she was really long-winded.

But I also really want to listen a little longer.

Since returning this year, Senis has been making preparations well in advance because she knew I was going to the Land of the Sword Saint.

She made several sets of clothes, pants, shirts, and swordsman outfits for all age groups, as well as thick windproof cotton coats.

Most of the clothes were made of dark-colored fabric, and the styles were quite nice.

She said that I have dark brown hair, so dark-colored clothes suit me better.

As expected of a wealthy heiress, her aesthetic sense and craftsmanship are both top-notch.

Although I could paint a little in my previous life, most of my paintings were landscapes and architecture, and I didn't really care much about clothing.

When it comes to aesthetics and art, Rudius's miniature figurines are truly exquisite.

He created a series of works: The Buena Brothers, The Return of the King and the Witch, The Foolish Couple...

I must say, it's quite interesting; I brought a lot with me.

Of course, the incredibly ugly Elf King doll that Silphi made herself was also placed together.

Senis baked a lot of cookies overnight as snacks. She originally wanted to bring a lot of food and such, but I refused.

Because I was worried about exhausting Mambo...

Recalling the hugs, kisses, and tears before our parting, I cannot help but feel a sense of loss.

Why can't humans and gods die?

That way, I can finally find happiness in peace...

【after a while】

"This road is mine! These trees are mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll!"

The above is my civilized translation of the original words, "Robbers cannot pass censorship," using the language of the previous world.

"well......"

That's how it is when you're with a witch; there's always some clueless bandit who jumps out.

Mingming encountered Paul much less frequently when they were together.

These despicable scumbags want to bully children and women...

At first, I thought the bandits would have some money or something, but after searching the corpse for a long time, I only found a few coins.

Then Luo Qixi laughed at me for a long time...

She said that these kinds of people spend any spare money they have on enjoying themselves immediately. Saving money is useless to them because they have no idea when they will die.

I'm currently wearing a cotton-padded coat with the cloak that Loki left me, and I plan to sleep under it tonight.

I really don't want to get dirty with the blood of animals...

"I'm only warning you once: get out of here now so you can live a little longer. Of course, you can stay—but it might hurt a little bit, so..."

Before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by a young man who wasn't much older than me.

He held a crossbow in his hand and swore vehemently.

"I'm going to 'gurgle' the woman next to you right in front of you! And while I'm at it, I'll cut off your little brother's 'gurgle' and shove it into your mouth! Then I'll 'gurgle' you... gurgle gurgle..."

Then his fellow robbers laughed too.

How could such foul language possibly anger the king?

He regretted talking to them; it had offended the king's ears.

They should have been killed before they even made a sound.

But if we take action now, it will seem like we're being forced into a corner. How can that be allowed?

At the very least, I should retort with insults; my tongue is quite venomous.

"......well."

Wang sighed, rubbing his forehead with one hand.

"Your mother must have accidentally given birth to you from behind while using the toilet, and you fell into the cesspool. Otherwise, why would your mouth smell so bad?"

"I'm babbling away...!"

Pshaw, they're getting impatient.

But along with his profanity came the crossbow bolts he fired.

What direction is this?

Rudy!!!

He quickly pulled out the half-broken EA and deflected the arrow with the style of the Water God Flow.

But a cold sweat still broke out on my back instantly.

Just a little bit more, just a tiny bit more!

Rudy almost died because of a moment of carelessness?!

Before I could recover from the fear I had just experienced, I heard the sneer of the bandits.

ha?

I just deflected the crossbow bolts! Don't they know they're about to die?

Ah!

Why would I have any expectations of idiots?

"I take back what I just said, what's coming next... is going to hurt a lot!!!"

The king could no longer hear the coarse language.

One, two, three, four, five.

The beastly brat with the crossbow stood behind, next to a fat guy with a short sword and a small axe. In the middle were a long-eared girl with a rapier and a handsome young man with two swords. At the very front was a dreadlocked nun holding a scimitar.

They are mocking the broken sword in my hand...

All right......

It's really embarrassing; I forgot about that...

But that might hurt even more.

They really lack both ability and knowledge...

After I jumped over, I charged into their formation.

They have a significant numerical advantage and can control the situation by creating one-on-one situations.

After dodging Ni Mei's diagonal slash, he sent her flying with a shockwave.

Then came the long-eared girl's rapier thrust, without even any fighting spirit. What could she possibly do with an attack of that level?

I used EA in the Water God Style stance and swung her away, sword and all.

Next up was Xiao Shuai, wielding two swords and trying to unleash a combo attack while spinning around.

Flashy and gaudy.

As he turned around, he slashed his wrist and cut his back with his sword.

What's wrong with Fatty?

They actually left their original positions; were they trying to surround me together?

But why not attack?

Were you scared?

At that moment, a crossbow bolt was fired, striking down the target once again!

It's that brat again!

"Don't rush. You'll be the first one to die."

Just then, Fatty cleared the way between me and the brat, while I was still frantically cocking my crossbow.

idiot!

If we don't run now, what are we waiting for?

In an instant, the king appeared before him and cleaved his crossbow in two with a single strike.

Terrified, he hastily drew the short sword from his waist and tried to fight back haphazardly.

Is this all the level you've got?

He's not even half as good as Rudy!

When the two swords clashed, they turned around and switched positions to avoid being surrounded from behind.

Then he swung it with force.

With one sword, he severed the hand holding the sword, and with another, he slashed the thigh.

He couldn't hold on any longer and sat down hard on the ground, using his hands and feet to pull himself back.

"Rif!"

That's Fatty's voice.

Several people quickly pulled the little devil sitting on the ground to the back and protected him.

After just one round of combat, I have a complete understanding of the level of these guys.

If Paul can score 50 points in close combat, then I, wielding the broken sword and not using magic, would probably only score around 20 points.

As for these guys?

He's just a piece of trash with a combat power of only five.

The second round begins.

The first one to block their way was Fatty.

"If you want to hurt my brother, you'll have to get past me first!"

"You? Just wait until you can say goodbye to your brother!!!"

Before I could finish speaking, he attacked with an axe in one hand and a short sword in the other.

He was indeed very large; the king's head only reached his belly.

After dodging two attacks, he thrust his sword into the knee and then twisted it in one smooth motion.

His poor knees couldn't support his enormous weight, and he had already knelt before the king.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xiao Shuai attacked me. Wang first struck Fatty's temple with the hilt of his sword, and then blocked Xiao Shuai's sword.

Xiao Shuai only has his left hand left, and this time he can't even score 5 points.

The two swords clashed again, knocking the sword out of his hand.

Fatty then took the opportunity to stab me with his short sword.

Take a slight step back.

The EA, raised high, fell instantly, severing the arm along with it.

He seized the short sword from the severed hand before it hit the ground and threw it directly at the little devil who was trying to escape.

The sword pierced straight through the brat's heart. The brat didn't even have the strength to scream. He gripped the sword stuck in his chest and lowered his head.

"No!!! Little brother!!"

"Rif!!!"

Fatty and his companions turned to look at the little ghost who was gradually losing his life, as if shouting could bring his soul back.

The king's anger did not subside after killing the brat; on the contrary, it intensified.

"What are you barking about?! If you really care about your family, don't bring them here to do this kind of thing!!!"

He used the Silent Katana once again.

He beheaded the fat man who was still looking at his younger brother from behind.

His head flew high into the air, and blood splattered all over him.

"Arthur! NO!!!"

The remaining people started screaming again.

But they didn't run away?

Instead, they attacked me.

Whatever, none of them will escape anyway.

"You only deserve to die like wild dogs!"

Then the group roared and launched an attack on me.

Xiao Shuai, who had retrieved the sword, joined forces with Chang Er Mei to attack me this time, but they were far inferior in both skill and strength.

Although EA is currently just a broken sword, aside from its attack range, its strength, skill, and speed are all overwhelming advantages for me.

He suppressed the two's combo with one hand, then knocked the elf girl's sword away with a single strike. Taking advantage of her moment of pain, EA plunged it into Xiao Shuai's stomach.

The man was trembling all over and dared not move.

He could only watch helplessly as I used my sword to disembowel him.

"Honey!"

The elf girl tried to rush over, but she was empty-handed...

In the instant their bodies intersected, Wang turned and slashed at her back of the knee with his sword. The sword was still a bit short, and it only managed to scratch her back of the knee, but even that was no longer enough to support her.

She lay on the ground, not looking at me, and crawled towards Xiaoshuai.

She touched Xiao Shuai, who was still conscious, but whose face was gradually turning pale due to blood loss.

"It's okay, I'm here, it's all over."

"That's right! It's all over!"

It wasn't Xiao Shuai who responded to her; it was me.

He pressed his knee against her back from behind, pulled up her hair, lifted her head, and slashed her neck artery from behind.

Then, Xiao Mei was placed next to Xiao Shuai.

"You two were laughing the most just now, why aren't you laughing anymore?"

After taking a deep breath, I heard rapid footsteps, roars, and leaps behind me.

So that's what was missing. Turns out it was that girl who was sent flying far away at the beginning.

A person in the air is very difficult to turn around; simply put, they are a sitting duck.

Without even looking, EA reversed his grip and thrust behind him, dodging to the side.

Ni Mei was stabbed in the stomach in mid-air, and then, because she lost her balance, she slid a long way to the ground.

Lying on the ground, she loosened her grip on the sword and instead covered her wound.

How stupid...

The king walked towards her from behind. As he got closer, she seemed to realize something was wrong, but she still didn't pick up the sword.

Now she is trying to escape by crawling on her hands and knees.

Is it possible to escape like this?

"I don't consider myself a racist, but your IQ seems a bit...tsk tsk tsk, why were you yelling during the sneak attack?"

He squatted down beside her, then grabbed her dirty braid and flipped her over, placing her on his lap.

Then I used EA to insert it into her stomach and rotate it around again.

That's right.

This fight was purely for venting.

To vent the unhappiness I've been feeling lately.

To vent one's hatred for idiots.

His outburst almost killed Rudy.

Wang then began providing him with end-of-life care.

"Do you know? This is all your fault."

I gave you a chance from the beginning. Although I knew you wouldn't just leave like that, at least you could have died a little more painlessly.

Why are you guys so stupid?

Is it good to live well?

If you have people you care about, why can you hurt others with a smile on your face?

You bunch of idiots...

The greatest harm you can do to me is to spill your filthy blood on me.

This is my new clothes!

And my favorite cape!

The king poured out all his pent-up anger to the dying man.

Until I heard a pulling sound behind me.

It's Rudy...

He didn't say anything...

I just realized what I had just done.

I think I understand how Luo Qixi felt back then.

That night, I ran to the theater without saying goodbye. Luo Qixi must have been very worried, worried that something might happen to me, and that she would feel it was her responsibility.

Yes, she must have been almost in tears at that moment...

But I was only thinking of myself...

As for Rudy?

Although I hate to admit it, I do have a soft spot for this little Japanese devil. I might even consider him a younger brother. And just now, I almost carelessly killed him...

Take a deep breath and calm yourself down.

"...Are you alright?"

No, no.

"That's good, let's keep going."

They used earth magic to bury them in the ground.

They manage to kill and bury, and they bury together.

This king is truly beautiful inside and out...

After wiping the blood off EA, he returned to the cart.

The carriage creaked and groaned as it rolled over the gravel road, continuing its journey toward Roya.

The sky was overcast, and the wind blew in from the fields, carrying the smell of earth and withered grass.

I held the reins in my hand. The blood on my clothes had begun to turn black, sticking to my cloak in patches.

It got all bloody again, it was really disgusting.

But the little brat stopped chattering...

"...Rudy, are you...really alright?"

After asking the question, I waited a very long time before finally receiving a response.

"...You're the one...Big Brother...What exactly happened?"

"..."

"...What's been going on lately? You've suddenly become so scary? Are you angry? And why were you able to...kill without any remorse? Am I being too...too indecisive? I know you were trying to protect me, but...just now...I..."

Little Rudy hugged his legs with both hands, buried his face in his knees, and spoke softer and softer.

"well......"

Wang has indeed lost control...

These questions are really hard to answer...

Should we remain silent?

But......

Ignore, ignore, ask no questions, and listen...

That's why I neglected Lilia...

This led to the failure...

Moreover, this brat is far more important than Lilia, and as the older brother, I cannot set a bad example for him.

Many people have ideas but make mistakes, and their words may not be correctly interpreted; listeners will interpret them according to their own understanding.

Therefore, these issues must be addressed directly and clearly explained.

If we leave it alone, I don't know what he'll think.

"What happened just now was my fault. I've been under too much pressure lately, and a lot of negative emotions have been building up. That fight just now was just me venting my anger..."

"Can you tell me... why you're angry?"

"There are many reasons... I'm sorry, there are some things I can't tell you..."

"So there must be someone who can talk to me, right?"

"Yes... I was startled just now."

"I was scared."

"Yes, because of my momentary carelessness, I almost killed my own brat. If I had made a mistake back then, I don't know what I would have done... Even thinking about it now, I still feel a chill."

"I see... Thank you..."

"There's nothing to thank me for. As the eldest brother, I naturally have to shoulder the responsibilities of the eldest brother."

As for why I can kill without any psychological burden...

That's because I roughly divide people into four categories.

Important people, unimportant people, people who need help, and people who need to be killed.

The king will do everything in his power to protect those who are important, while ignoring those who are not.

If anyone capable of creating happiness needs help and appears before me, I will help them if I can.

As for those who live by harming others and only bring misfortune to others, I wouldn't care how many I kill.

"Such a cold standard..."

"Yes, because I'm not actually that smart, nor that perfect. I just want to protect the people I cherish so much, so I can only concentrate all my energy on one thing, constantly pushing myself to the limit..."

Although it still failed...

"Is it really necessary to... work that hard?"

"It's like a sixth sense. I can sense terrifying things, and... I hope... to... protect what's important. This is my wish."

"Is Mom the important one?"

"That's right! I am a man of pure love."

"I see... That's truly amazing..."

"Yes, love is very great."

Am I included?

"Hiss~~~ Sweetie, don't ask such difficult questions..."

"snort!"

The little brat turned his head to one side.

"I got it! Can I borrow your standard, bro?"

How about making Rudy as neurotic as me?

That won't do...

There are already enough amazing people in our family...

"...Let's forget about it. My standards are actually quite narrow. I would prefer that you have your own judgment."

"What do you mean?"

I need to explain to him how I arrived at that simple classification method...

"I think this world is terrible. The robbers just now..."

I despise these people! No, I should say I hate them!

We are all human beings, and we also have human emotions.

Why can they unleash their malice without any restraint?

Why is everyone so accustomed to this kind of malice?

Why can such malice be used to disrupt other people's lives at will?

Why can people harm their own kind with a clear conscience...?

But even in such a terrible world, there is still pure goodness, just like Loki, just like Sylphie, just like you.

You will find it hard to accept, not because you did anything wrong, but because the world is not commensurate with your goodness.

But I believe—it is good! It is absolutely not wrong!

Therefore, even when I am killing, I firmly believe that it is to make the world a better place.

Do you remember Rudy?

I told you long ago, we're going to do something big! Something big indeed!

We were born in this era, a time when we should be doing great things!

We will definitely become the world's top powerhouses in the future.

How can I force myself to adapt to this terrible world?

Instead, we should force the world to change! Make it better!

Let this world become a place worthy of goodness, so that good people can live with peace of mind!

"Make the world a better place! That's how we'll achieve great things!"

I'm so tired, God knows!

Is this something I, the King, could actually utter?!

Could it be... that I, the King, am actually a great literary figure?

I, Trevor, am no less a philosopher!

Thinking this narcissistically, Wang revealed a joyful expression with a silly look on his face.

"Brother, you...have such high expectations of us? I..."

"That's right, that's how high my expectations are for you!"

That's actually the truth.

I do indeed have high expectations for my two younger brothers!

"But...why...?"

Why?

Because you are different from me in my previous life.

Although they all died at the hands of dump trucks.

But you're someone who'd risk your life for a stranger. Even though you're a Japanese devil and a NEET, simply put... you're a kind guy.

If we are to grow and change, then we must become better.

What I'm about to say... is so embarrassing... so hard to say...

"well......

Because... I know... you are actually a... good child, the kind of person who has made up their mind.

Although it was just me presumptuously harboring expectations of you...

But once I say it, you'll surely respond, won't you?

The king dared not turn around, for his face was now red and his neck was thick, and he held the reins tightly, not daring to move an inch.

"......Waaaaaahh ...

I'm so tired!

Why is that little Japanese devil crying...?

"You...big brother...anyway, I roughly understand, I will try my best..."

This kind of mushy scene is disgusting.

Let's change the atmosphere...

"Alright, it's settled then. I will become the strongest in the world to protect you all. You must take responsibility and work hard to make this world a better place!"

"Um!"

"Once you achieve something, when I return, I will officially crown you the Sorcerer King!!!"

The king then looked up to the sky and laughed loudly!

"Hahahahahaha!!!!"

"Wang Xiyue!"

"The king is overjoyed at his sensible younger brother!"

"The king rejoices in making the world a better place!"

"You jerk! Can you please stop being so embarrassing?!"

While Wang Xiyue was complaining, the little brat started rummaging through his luggage.

Then he threw a sword over.

That was the sword Paul gave to his little brother on his fifth birthday.

"for you!"

"Hey, it's not a good habit to give away gifts that others gave you."

"Then when you come back, give me an even better one!"

"Alright! I agree!"

Let's name this sword Enki!

[Hidden Setting & Origin]

This is a setting from Type-Moon.

Trevor's origin is—a rewrite.

Rewriting is different from changing. Rewriting involves modifying something that already exists, and this modification must be reasonable.

If it is reasonable, it can exist.

People with this kind of origin will instinctively try to change things they don't like into the way they like.

The protagonist's origin awakened very early on, but at that time the protagonist's body was just an infant, powerless to change the outside world, and could only change himself, making himself only able to focus on the things in front of him and ignore everything else.

This allowed the protagonist to shut down his empathy abilities most of the time, enabling him to live a relatively normal life while suppressing the influence of the Origin.

But the origin is a kind of destiny-like inherent "direction".

Despite being suppressed, it has continued to develop, and its current tendency is to rewrite the lives of others.

But now this suppression has eased slightly...

As for the inherent barrier...

We'll talk about it next time we need it!