Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

"Wow, that's amazing! I never knew you were so capable."

"Likewise~ I've learned a lot from you too."

The tent was filled with a strange smell, and the whole place was a mess.

Eileen wiped the sweat from her forehead, while I sat in the chair, panting and resting.

This woman is really something!

I underestimated her from the start. She's not just some random lab intern. I can't remember her impressive-sounding academic titles, but I do remember that she's the team's hidden second-in-command.

As for why it's hidden?

That's because she's like a newbie who's just started working in an office.

Her professional skills are exceptional, ridiculously so. She's the kind of person who throws herself entirely into research every day, so the others shamelessly pile all sorts of tasks on her...

And she's the kind of person who's easy to talk to, always managing to solve all the problems on her own...

To be honest, even I feel a little indignant on her behalf.

Compared to the other researchers who were more like laborers who did nothing but eat and do manual labor, she was like a tireless machine.

But she said she wasn't good at interpersonal relationships, and that it was enough for her superiors to assign tasks, adding that with great power comes great responsibility, and so on...

Ugh......

I truly admire this woman!

So I just spent half a day working with this woman to create a usable magic residue analyzer on the spot.

Well, various specialized equipment are not a panacea; they always need to be constantly adjusted and even modified on-site depending on different situations and objects.

Moreover, what is called an analyzer is actually just a wooden frame about half the height of a person, with a fist-sized non-attribute magic stone embedded in the middle, and densely engraved sensing magic circles around it.

Eileen was in charge of the design, and I was in charge of embedding those hair-thin magical lines one by one into the grooves around the magic stone.

As for the others? Let's not even mention them.

The two of us worked all afternoon and finally turned this thing from a pile of parts into a usable device.

Ugh......

But the king was still happy!

Because I've learned a lot of valuable things from following her during this time.

In addition to technical issues, many cognitive errors have also been corrected.

I used to think that a magic wand was just a stick with a stone tied to it, the only difference being whether the wood was expensive or the magic stone was big or small.

I now realize that the essence of a wand is more like an external magical circuit. Even if the material of the wand is wood, it is the wood of a magic tree, because the fibrous structure of the magic tree has a natural conductivity for magic.

Magic stones are more like attribute converters, capable of transforming the magic power within a magician into a form more suitable for the corresponding attribute magic.

These are all things the witch didn't teach me...

This might explain part of the principle behind Rudy's heirloom staff and magical armor.

Because the human body has a limit to how much magic it can withstand.

High-quality magical items are made from materials derived from monsters or natural magic stones that far exceed the limits of the human body, which is why advanced magic often requires a high-level staff to cast.

Those devices could indeed help Rudy overcome the limitations of physical strength...

Wang was sitting in a chair, chatting and relaxing with Eileen, when a familiar shout came from outside the tent.

"Jacks!"

"Jacks!!"

"Jacks!!!"

That voice is all too familiar to me; it's Sword God Lao Deng...

Wang didn't want to respond to him, but he still followed the scent and came looking for him.

After the curtain was lifted, a cold wind rushed in, blowing several sheets of record paper off the table.

"Jacks! What are you doing hiding here? I've been looking for you for ages!"

His voice was as loud as ever.

"well......."

I still couldn't avoid it...

Wang continued organizing his drafts, trying to make his voice sound calm to fit his persona: "What brings you here, Sword God?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come out here! That old hag of the Water God is here too, go show her what you've got!"

Without waiting for my refusal, he grabbed me and carried me away...

"Old Deng...can you let me go? I'm socially awkward and don't want to see them..."

"Who's socially awkward? You're the one with social awkwardness? Could your excuse be any more lame? Do you owe them money? Do you have a grudge against them?"

"No...not really..."

Lately, I've been avoiding that old hag of the Water God...

I inexplicably dislike her, like she owes me a huge amount of money, but I couldn't pay it back even if I sold her...

As for that other little blue-haired girl whose name I forgot, it's actually me who owes her a huge amount of money, so much that even selling myself wouldn't be enough to pay it back...

It seems they were on their way to the Holy Land of Swords to spar with Old Deng, so they took on the escort mission as well. Who would have thought that this small, run-down place would bring together two top experts from different sword styles?

Is this fate?

Wang could not break free from the sword god Lao Deng's visible large hand, and could only let Lao Deng grab the back of his neck and carry him to an open space in the camp.

And that old woman was already standing there.

Water Goddess - Leda Lya

He had a cool-looking gold sword at his waist, and he was quite short. As for his hairstyle...

Strangely, he looks a bit like Rudy with white hair, especially that single strand of hair sticking up from his head...

"cut......"

Wang let out a sneer unintentionally.

Old Deng, on the other hand, raised his nostrils even higher, put me down, crossed his arms, and displayed the heroic posture of a strongman!

This king, of course, cannot be outdone!

Witrum stance! Initiate!

"Water God, you're a complete bastard! Remember what I said, you're nothing but a coward! Didn't you bring your little apprentice here for a sparring match? We'll teach you a lesson! Come on, kid! Give her a piece of your mind!!!"

The people around were drawn to Old Deng's speech, but...

This was the first time Wang had ever felt so ashamed...

This old man is so old, how come he's getting older and older? He's like a little kid.

He usually sits there drinking tea, acting like a wise hermit, but now he's suddenly turned into a petty thug...

A crowd had already gathered around, not just swordsmen, but even scholars had put down what they were doing to join in the fun...

Nina crossed her arms, grinned crookedly, and looked like she was waiting to see a good show.

Even Eileen and Sherry came...

Who would have thought that even Wang could break down sometimes?

Fortunately, I used a fake identity this time.

The little blue girl standing next to the water goddess stepped forward and gave me a standard noble swordsman's salute.

"Izelti Kruel, Water God Style! Nice to meet you!"