Jobless Reincarnation: The King with a Mental Problem

[From the perspective of the Sword God - Gar Farion]

I am the God of Swords.

Also the strongest human.

Lao Tzu is Gal Falion.

I have three purposes for this trip.

First, take the girl out for a walk to enhance your relationship.

Ever since that acting incident, she finally stopped avoiding me. This time, she agreed to come out with me. I didn't say it, but I was secretly happy.

Secondly, let that kid learn something from the magicians in the expedition team.

His magical talent is even more terrifying than his swordsmanship; it would be a waste for him to stay in the Sword Saint's Land and work in isolation.

Thirdly... they gave us way too much money.

When those bird-like people from the three great magical kingdoms came knocking on my door, I initially wanted to refuse, but their sincerity was just too much...

Everything was going smoothly until I met that old woman here.

Water Goddess Leda.

She said she originally planned to go to the Land of the Sword Saint to spar with Laozi, but she didn't expect to run into him here, so she casually accepted the escort mission.

Laozi said that a sparring match would be fine, but she shook her head and said that since both sides had people present, if the strongest person made a move, the bunch of idiots below might start fighting.

She's right, that old woman is indeed more thoughtful than I am.

Then I saw that there was a little girl following behind her.

He had dark blue hair, stood ramrod straight, and had a serious look in his eyes.

The old woman said it was her granddaughter, named Izawa Ruti, a genius of the Water God School.

Lao Tzu glanced at the old woman, then at the little girl, and then at Nina with her crooked mouth next to him, and suddenly a brilliant idea came to him.

The chance to show off our Sword God style has arrived!

I cleared my throat, adopted a superior air, and said that since we've all brought along juniors, why not let the young people spar and learn from each other? Before the old woman could answer, I turned and walked towards the kid's tent.

You all know what happened next.

That kid really showed off his skills—but he left me with a handful of shit.

He used the Water God Flow technique to make someone's apprentice cry, then proceeded to insult the Water God, calling the Water God Flow a nobleman's dog.

The old woman's ability to maintain her composure is truly remarkable...

I was standing right next to him, and my face turned green...

If it were me, I would have drawn my sword and killed him long ago...

However, there were also some unexpected gains...

Nina and Izelti became friends.

This was the first time I'd ever seen my daughter with her arm around someone else's shoulder, whispering to each other, even though they were mostly cursing that brat.

But no matter what, my daughter finally has a peer with whom she can have normal conversations.

Lao Tzu was happy that his daughter had made normal friends.

Life went quite comfortably after that.

During the day, he would play wildly with his daughters at the beach, and at night he would send the two girls to that boy's place to learn swordsmanship.

It's not that I can't teach them; I'm the Sword God! How could I not teach these brats?

I'm going to use a trick to sabotage him.

That kid helps out with research and studies in the scientific expedition team during the day, and he also teaches two young girls at night. Look how busy he is, and look how that lazy dog ​​gets exhausted!

I feel so good!

I am overjoyed!

until......

The camp started to descend into chaos...

The sounds of battle cries, flashes of fire, the clashing of bowstrings, and the clanging of metal were all mixed together like a pot of porridge.

Lao Tzu rolled out of the tent, glanced at the direction of the opposite camp, and immediately understood.

Asura's side was indeed up to no good.

But I don't even consider these small fry a threat.

More importantly—if the water goddess isn't here, then she must be on the other side.

She gave them confidence, which is why they dared to launch the attack.

cut!

What? You want to spar with me?!

He really knows how to make himself look good!

But I also have my own strengths.

Because that kid is there.

I've witnessed him unleash his full power with magic; the overwhelming barrage of bullets and the unreasonable bombardment—he cleared the field faster than I could.

So he handed this place over to him and went straight into the enemy camp with his sword.

One sword at a time, like chopping melons and cutting vegetables.

This is when the swordsmanship of the Sword God style is at its most exhilarating!

No need for defense, no need for blocking, just be faster than everyone else.

But after I cut in, I realized something was wrong.

The old woman is not here.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on my back.

The old woman isn't here, so where did she go?

Does she really have a grudge against that guy?

Did she go to that guy's place?

I turned and rushed back, with only one thought in my mind—if that kid dies, I'll kill that old woman!

When I rushed into the camp, the old woman was leading her granddaughter and the traitor out.

I hurriedly chased after him!

Finally, they were cornered in the forest!

She froze the moment she saw me.

He had a guilty look on his face!

I didn't draw my sword immediately; I just stood there.

I didn't dare to speak, because I was afraid the answer I would get wouldn't be what I wanted.

She didn't say anything, too intimidated by my imposing presence to move.

The two of us, who stood at the pinnacle of human swordsmanship, stood face to face, neither of us uttering a sound.

I don't know how long we stood there, but then an explosion came from the camp in the distance.

The sound of explosions was dense, overwhelming, and like a torrential downpour.

And that kid's mesmerizing "Hahahaha!"

I've never heard such reassuring laughter in my entire life.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then I laughed.

Lao Tzu looked at the old woman again, then at the distraught Izuru behind her, and then at the traitor who was trembling with fear.

I can roughly guess what happened.

Lao Tzu laughed even louder.

Laugh at the old woman, and laugh at yourself.

He laughed at himself for almost thinking that kid was really dead.

I laughed at myself for being so afraid.

"You really are just like that kid said, nothing more than an old dog. I used to think highly of you, but you... pshaw! Just a dog!"

I thought for a long time, but I couldn't think of any more offensive words than what that kid used...

But the old woman did not refute it.

It was just like a dead dog, not daring to move an inch.

"You should draw your sword first."

"What...?"

"This time I won't interrupt you beforehand, so you can just use your move in peace."

"You... look down on me...!?"

"Haha! That's natural, because... you're very weak."

I go!

That kid's lines were so cool!

You really fooled me, didn't you?!

but......

I have this kind of confidence now!

She drew her sword and unleashed what was known as "Sword Realm Deprivation".

That was a combination of the two most difficult secret techniques of the Water God Style, known as the strongest sword technique with a 360-degree, no-dead-angle counterattack. In the past, when I fought her, I never gave her time to fully unleash her power; I always struck with my sword before her secret technique could take shape.

But this time, I'm going to make her admit defeat wholeheartedly!

Laozi placed one hand on the hilt of the sword and his elbow on the sword at his waist, waiting for her to get ready.

Lao Tzu doesn't quite understand these complex principles; he only knows that it's a very fast sword, but as long as it's faster than her, that's fine!

Lao Tzu drew his sword.

The fastest sword strike he's ever delivered.

It was so fast that even I couldn't see the trajectory, I could only feel the familiar sensation of the sword cutting through the air.

Her sword broke in two, and the force of the impact sent her flying, crashing into a tree trunk before sliding down.

"snort!"

The mocking smile on his lips hadn't faded, but deep down he felt a little smug.

Her Sword Realm of Deprivation is indeed formidable, but now... the time she has to prepare is enough for me to kill her three times over.

Moreover, I used to be fast, but now I'm even faster.

That's why I dared to let her make the first move.

The old woman leaned against a crooked tree, a bloody gash on her chest, coughing as she threw her broken sword to the ground.

"Why don't you kill me?"

Lao Tzu slung the sword over his shoulder, looked down at her old face, thought for a moment, and finally laughed out loud.

"Didn't I already tell you? Because—you're weak. And if I just act on a whim, I could easily take your life!"

fuck!

That line is so cool!

No, this battle must be written into "The Chronicles of the Sword God" and circulated throughout the world.

All right......

actually......

I... still can't help feeling a little disappointed...

I've killed so many people...

But now... perhaps I really have become weak...

Right now... I just can't stand seeing young girls cry...

Or perhaps... I still harbor a sliver of hope for the old woman...

But none of that matters anymore.

The winner was himself, and the commotion at the camp had also subsided.

The next step is to cut off this traitor's head and take it back to use as a football.

[Back to the Present: Trevor's Perspective]

"So, Old Deng, you let that old woman get away?"

"Um."

"Do you have feelings for that old woman?"

"Um?!!!"

I was lifted up by Old Deng and given a severe beating...

"How dare you slander me out of thin air!"

"Who told you to brag all the time, saying you wield your sword for women and fine wine? Maybe you even think women are like fine wine, getting better with age!"

"ah???"

Old Deng was stunned for a long time. Could it be that I had seen through him?

But Wang was completely shocked by what Old Deng said next...

"No wonder...you've been avoiding young girls...so...you prefer older women...?"

Reverse smear campaign, huh?!

"You bastard! How dare you slander me, the king!!! I will kill you!!!"