Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

"Eileen! Are you alright?! How's the data going?!"

"Jacks? It's almost finished. Come help pack these documents!"

"Um."

After rushing into the tent, I exchanged a few pleasantries with Jian Dan and Eileen before immediately starting to organize the data.

It's actually quite easy to guess who the attacker was...

The Kingdom of Asura...

No wonder the same investigation teams from the three magical kingdoms were so busy they barely had time to breathe, while the people from Asura spent their days fishing, playing cards, and sunbathing.

The reason is simple: they never intended to conduct a serious investigation from the beginning.

Their real mission is to ensure that the three great magical nations gain nothing.

It seems they don't even intend to leave any survivors, if necessary...

We really underestimated their determination...

But with a bunch of sword saints protecting them, they probably won't be able to complete their original plan, right?

As for the old woman who is the water goddess...

Wang couldn't understand her stance for the time being, but he didn't have time to think about it in detail right now.

The most important thing now is...

"Sherry...is she safe...?"

"I'm sorry... I don't know..."

"Then... could you please protect her? I know it's selfish... but..."

"It's okay... everything will be alright."

"Um......"

We didn't say anything more, but went straight over and used our knees to press down on the table legs, and used our hands to pry open the seal of the waterproof bag.

Eileen stuffed a stack of documents into the box, then grabbed a handful of fabricated fake data, some of which were genuine samples that hadn't been processed yet.

The real and the fake were mixed together and stuffed inside, then sealed with a very precious magic scroll.

But then, footsteps came from outside, quite hurriedly.

Are they enemies?

The curtain was suddenly flung open, and Izelti rushed in.

Her face was an unnaturally pale in the firelight, her hair was stuck to her forehead with sweat, and her breathing was rapid but not erratic.

"Miss Eileen! Jacks! Outside..."

"What's wrong with Sherry?!"

With things mostly settled here, Eileen's tension eased, and she was eager to know if Sherry was safe.

But before Izareti could speak—

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The sound of arrows shooting was incredibly dense!

Wang stood in front of the crowd, snatched another sword from Izuru, and unleashed his dual-wielding style.

Then use your swordsmanship to knock down the arrows as much as possible.

After the firing ended, the people behind him were unharmed!

but......

The Blademaster Flash was riddled with arrows...

The thought that crossed my mind as I fell was—this way of dying is so cool!

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly!

I, the King, am actually so fortunate that I can imitate Lord Shadow's ultimate supporting character technique, the spectacular death of a hail of bullets!

This way of dying is really cool. In fact, I was originally planning to shoot myself with royal treasure, but now I don't even have to do that.

And most importantly, that little girl Izuruti is here too!

I've been avoiding this... debt-collecting little brat...

Now that I'm dead, I don't have to pay my debts anymore, right?

Next, the set and lines are all prepared. I hope heaven will be kind and allow this scene to unfold as I envision...

[Izeruti's Perspective]

???

How could this happen?

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out of my throat.

I... those words... haven't been said yet...

Jacks...

Why...did he just die like that?

In that case...wouldn't those problems be permanent?

Why...?

......

......

......

When he first appeared in front of me, I didn't have a good impression of him.

A man not much older than me was wearing a mask, putting on airs.

That mask was certainly eye-catching; it probably belonged to someone who craved attention.

This was my first impression of him...

Then he defeated me with his bare hands.

I was so angry that I cried, and he swung my most beloved sword, the one Grandma Leda gave me on my sixth birthday, and it broke in two.

I squatted on the ground and cried for a long time.

Because of feeling wronged...

Why is he so strong? And why does he have to humiliate me in this way?

Maybe he's a scumbag...

But he went on to curse my grandmother, the contemporary water god, the water god school, the nobility, and so on...

After he finished yelling... he just left...

I couldn't find a word to refute her, so I looked at my grandmother, but she just remained silent...

I also hate those nobles. They abuse their status and position to do whatever they want. If it were just about comparing private matters among nobles, that would be one thing.

But their primary source of amusement is torturing others...

I really disliked those people, so in order to be different from them, I became a follower of the Milis sect in the capital.

I'll do the opposite of them.

I've always admired my grandmother because she was kind, strong, and respected by everyone. When I was little, she was the one who chased away those nobles who had ill intentions towards me...

She was like a perfect knight.

I also want to become like her, a knight who uses powerful swordsmanship to protect the weak and fight for justice.

But...Jacks said...knights are nothing but dogs of nobles...

Even... Grandma was about to retort when he silenced her completely...

My worldview has been crumbling for a long time...

What he said seemed to be true; those swordsmen who reached the Water King level in the dojo would become the royal guard.

Everyone is very proud of this...

Yes... what's so proud about being their bodyguard?

What about the Water God Flowing to protect the weak...?

What kind of bullshit knight is this...

What exactly am I working so hard for...?

I wanted to find some answers from my all-knowing grandmother, but she... said nothing...

At that time, he left alone.

Only a few of us remained in the woods.

After the adults left...

I squatted on the ground, hugging my knees, not knowing where to go. I just sat there, lost in thought, for a long, long time...

I want to cry...

But thankfully, I made a friend—Nina.

She... is the type who doesn't have many worries...

No, I should say that they are the kind of people who speak their mind directly when they have any troubles, and who can openly express their dissatisfaction.

Although it might be considered a bit impolite by everyone's standards, it actually gave me a feeling of being a female knight-errant in a story. After all, she was the first person to comfort me when I was crying.

Although we always argued, we inexplicably got along quite well. It was she who pulled me out of that grove of trees when I was feeling lost.

She dragged me along to find the Sword God to learn swordsmanship.

She said her dad was the strongest, and after learning real kung fu from him, she would go find that bastard and bully him back!

And you have to take me with you.

Sword God... how should I put it?

He was the type who seemed strict but was actually very easy to talk to. Maybe it was because I was friends with his daughter that he agreed to teach me swordsmanship without much thought.

He even laughed happily.

Nina wanted to learn from Jax's ability to swing a broken sword in mid-air.

The Sword God then taught us both seriously for a long time.

But...we couldn't understand a word...

He demonstrated with the training wooden sword several times, and the wooden swords that broke when he swung them in the air piled up in a heap.

But...we just can't learn it...

Then he sent us to find Jacks to teach us personally, saying that Mr. Jacks could explain these things clearly.

I was still a little afraid of Mr. Jacks back then. After all, he was not only strong, but he could also scold Grandma so badly that he would just walk away without a care in the world.

So I stood there hesitating for a long time.

She hates my grandma so much, she must hate me too, right?

What if they use training as an excuse to bully me?

Nina seems to be bullied by her all the time...

But Nina just... crossed her arms... then gritted her teeth... like a dog... and rubbed her hands together a few times...

Finally, she took a few deep breaths and made up her mind.

What do you mean—you can learn from him and then fight back, that's also an option...

After saying that, he pulled me along to find Mr. Jacks to learn swordsmanship.

But Mr. Jacks was really scary back then...

"What's wrong with you all?!"

After that roar, I was so frightened that my legs were shaking...

He's a complete tyrant.

When that terrifying mask was right in front of my face, I was actually scared into crying...

But... I didn't expect him to be the type who's all bark and no bite. I just cried, and he sighed and agreed to teach me swordsmanship while covering his head.

To be honest, I still laugh when I think about it now...

That night he came to me and handed me a sword.

He said, "I'm sorry about what happened before."

That was the first time I felt that he might not be as...bad as I had imagined...

And that sword was really good.

It's much better than the one Grandma Bileda gave me.

The sword itself has no decorations, but its performance is better than any sword I have ever used.

From then on, I wondered every day who this masked person was.

I've been watching him ever since.

He's actually...very capable.

When he was doing research with Miss Eileen during the day, he spoke eloquently about magical theories, and even many scholars older than him would follow his instructions.

When he taught Nina and me swordsmanship in the evenings, he could break down each movement into individual steps and explain them to us.

He would sit upright while eating, tell stories to Shirley, suddenly fall silent and stare blankly at the flames when a group of people were chatting around the campfire, and casually pick a wildflower as he passed by, only to be laughed at by Nina...

Then he'll bully Nina...

He is always polite to everyone, and he is serious about his studies, research, sword practice, and teaching.

He's so perfect...

I only act rudely when Nina picks on me...

At other times, he's like a character in a story: intelligent, powerful, hardworking, gentle, kind, and mysterious...

Just like the perfect knight in my dreams...

I found myself wanting to get closer to him, wanting to know what he was like behind that mask...

But he always avoids me and tries to fool me, making it seem like I'm there to collect a debt...

Is it because I belong to the Water God Stream?

Do not......

It must be because of my grandmother.

He had a strong aversion to my grandmother. Perhaps he was once an aristocrat? And maybe he had a grudge against my grandmother?

I wanted to ask them several times, wondering if there was some misunderstanding between them, but each time... I swallowed the words back.

He must have his reasons, just like he always wears a mask.

Perhaps speaking up will reopen his wounds.

That way... we might not even be able to be friends anymore...

During dinner tonight, I still want to muster up the courage to ask a few questions indirectly.

But he was a complete liar...

Moreover, he spoke so earnestly when he lied that it was hard to doubt him.

He fooled me again.

But what he said later, about how the world had become less terrible,

I'm not lying.

He said he wasn't very good at naming things.

He said his mask and name were for this purpose.

I sat there, watching the firelight dance on his mask, and suddenly felt very angry.

I can't explain why I'm angry—maybe it's because he lied to me, or maybe it's because the way he lied to me was so casual, as if he didn't care about me at all.

But there is another, smaller voice saying:

—Does he also have some unspeakable secret?

Then he suddenly fell silent, as usual, probably thinking about something.

But this time was different from usual; he kept smiling, as if he was recalling something wonderful.

I was so engrossed in watching that I didn't want to disturb them. By the time I came to my senses, Nina had already pulled me away.

Nina seems angry that I was lied to by him.

"Ignore him! He's just a pretentious show-off! He's all an act! He's actually a shameless pervert! He harassed me the moment we met, and when I refused, he got furious and started bullying me!"

"Liar! I'm not bad-looking, why doesn't he harass me?"

"Of course, it's because I protected you very well!"

"Huh? You? Protect me? You're really bragging..."

"When did I brag?"

"You also said before that there was a guy named Kino who dared to eat your shit."

"Well... this... if I... if I ask, he'll definitely dare to eat it..."

"Ah, yes, yes, yes..."

I still didn't believe it, but Nina's next words really surprised me...

"You didn't know, did you? He has a one-year-old daughter! His own flesh and blood! He got the maid pregnant before she was even eight!"

"You're lying again!"

"It's true! My dad told me himself! He got that busty maid pregnant, and then, worried that my parents would find out, he ran away with her! He took her to the Land of the Sword Saint, and now the child is almost a year old! Lots of people know about it!"

Nina doesn't seem to be lying...

However, I still don't believe that Jacks is that kind of person...

"You still don't believe me? Go ask him if you don't believe me! Hmph ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph! Fine, I'll ask!"

But actually, I already had a general idea of ​​what was going on on the way here.

Although I don't know the whole truth, it's impossible for an eight-year-old to get pregnant.

I'm someone who hangs out in the capital city circle.

I've seen all sorts of those young noblemen; some of them had mistresses when they were twelve, and some were already fooling around in taverns when they were fourteen.

The earliest record is that they were around nine or ten years old.

However, the number "eight years old" is biologically impossible.

Therefore, that child must be under some other circumstance.

It could be his sister, it could be someone he adopted, or it could be someone entrusted to him by someone else.

Just like the story he told Shirley—the tale of the prince's revenge in the Kingdom of Chicken.

He's a precocious older brother who has to take care of his cute younger sister and such.

After I roughly guessed it, I wasn't in a hurry to ask for the answer, but I still had to ask, just as an excuse to chat with him.

but......

Now......

He just lay there on the ground...

Did I cry?

I do not know.

I reached out to press on his wound, but there were wounds everywhere, and I didn't know which one to press.

My hand was suspended in mid-air, trembling uncontrollably.

"Hey...you guys...are you...satisfied with this kind of world?"

I... I can't... so I must change... to replace the one who failed to change everything...

He tilted his head to the side and stuck out his tongue.

It stopped moving.

These were... his last... words...

"How could this be...?"

"You're lying...!"

I reached out, trying to shake him, trying to wake him up, but as soon as my hand touched his shoulder, I felt his body getting cold.

is that true?

Are you really—dead?

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but no sound came out of my throat.

My hands were shaking uncontrollably.

I don't understand what you said at the end, what "replacing me who couldn't change everything".

What are you entrusting me with? Are you speaking to me?

I can't do it. I can't even do half of what you can do...

My vision... is blurry...

Just then, a sound came from outside the tent.

"Oh dear, you've really worked hard."

The voice sounded familiar.

He is the direct superior of Ms. Eileen, the head of the scientific expedition team.

The tent flap was lifted, and he came in.

The moonlight shone on his face, illuminating his smiling face.

He was holding someone's hand—Shirley.

"Little Shirley, see? I told you I was here to help you find your mother, didn't I? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Sherry's mouth was covered, a knife was held to her neck, her eyes were wide open, and she was trying hard not to cry.

"So that's how it is. You were bribed by the people of the Asura Kingdom all along, was that it?"

"That's right. I'm just a researcher; I'll do the same work regardless of who's in charge. The only difference is who pays me more."

"What a disgrace..."

Eileen bit her lip, because Shirley was being held hostage, so these were the only things she could say...

"So what if it's embarrassing?" he said. "Give me the information, and I'll give your daughter back to you. A fair trade."

The silence lasted for several seconds, but nothing more, before Eileen handed over the documents.

The man's smile deepened as he took the bag.

He didn't let go of Shirley!

"What are you doing—"

"Since you've already called me shameful, please be a little more understanding and let me take advantage of you a bit more. Consider it helping out."

Shirley finally couldn't hold back her tears.

Eileen's hands clenched tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"you--!"

I don't know where I got the strength, but I picked up the sword that Jax had given me at the fastest speed I've ever been.

Sword God style: Silent sword.

I've practiced this sword technique countless times these past few days, and just recently Mr. Jacks explained it to me in great detail several times.

This time, the sword was swung much faster than ever before!

The blade sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for the man's neck!

"bite."

The sword was parried...

The sword that parried my attack... I know it very well...

The sword has a golden blade and patterns...

Why?

"grandmother......?"

[Hidden Information]

Water Goddess - Leda Lya

Currently, he is an apostle of God and Man.