Surviving the Game as a Barbarian chapter 137

Episode 137 Orcules (3)

Chills in the body.

“Hey, why isn’t anyone talking?”

just in that one word.

Even though I haven’t hit it properly yet.

A tense ringing echoes in the eardrum.

Thump thump thump!

The warrior’s heart, who sensed that he was a natural enemy, was pumping constantly and pumping oxygen throughout his body.

I started preparing ahead of my head.

the worst that could happen.

slurp.

In the subdued silence, he only moved his gaze to check his comrades.

Everyone is standing still as they are walking.

You must be feeling it in the dark.

The ominousness that that guy radiates from his whole body.

“excuse me?”

He frowned and spoke again.

Thanks, my mind has calmed down a bit.

golden time.

It is not right to idly waste every minute and every second that will become even more precious from now on.

so that… … .

“Are you really all like that?”

Open your ears and stare at the opponent with your eyes.

And in that state, it quickly assembles information that might have gone too far.

[Hey, Barbarian. should i say thank you? It would have been easier thanks to me.]

He knew about this space.

So, as soon as they sensed our presence, they immediately ran towards the boss room.

However… … .

‘Anyway, it’s too fast.’

Arriving similar to us who got the map?

It would be impossible if you didn’t find the exact way without getting lost at all.

How could this be possible?

No, to be precise.

‘What skill is it?’

have to figure it out

This will change your future plans.

In retrospect, the previous conversation had the answer.

[You could have missed it if you hadn’t sacrificed another arm?]

sacrificed his arm

It is obvious whose arm it is. It must have belonged to the poor man behind me.

‘… … It must be Karui’s priest.’

Among them is the priest of Karui.

It’s the lucky part of the misfortune.

If the path was found simply by the ability of a seeker, there would be no answer in the future… … .

[I beg you. Please get only what you want and let them go.]

The old man, who is presumed to be a priest of the evil spirit, also doesn’t seem to have a very cooperative relationship with that man.

‘Is it possible that you kidnapped a priest and forced him to change jobs? Is that guy who gave up his arm in a similar situation?’

Time to take three breaths.

After calmly analyzing the situation, I opened my mouth.

hey i don’t have time now

“Well, done. Just everything—”

“Surely, I didn’t expect to meet an explorer in a place like this.”

“Aren’t you dumb?”

At my answer that broke the silence, he gave me an interesting look.

Okay, I’ve bought some time.

“Do you know how to get out of here?”

Ask what you know naturally.

The more you look like a dick, the more vigilant you are—

“you… … What?”

Suddenly, a cold voice rings out.

what? What the hell did I do wrong?

“It’s not green, and the yellow light is on because of these bastards?”

The color of the border is darker than interest or curiosity.

Without realizing it, my gaze moved to the ring that was placed on his finger.

As far as I know, it was similar to a numbered item.

Encrusted with green, red, and yellow jewels, what I usually call a traffic light ring.

No.6111 Destiny Stalker.

If it’s green, it’s a positive event.

If it is red, there is a negative event.

The item that indicated that a mixture of the two events was nearby when it was yellow.

The yellow light was clearly lit on the item.

‘Nimiral.’

Was this the meaning of joy and sorrow intersect?

The yellow color means that there was even a slight chance that I would spit it out.

This is good news for me.

The bad news is, he knew it too.

‘It’s ruined.’

Even the only advantage of the weak, that they were aiming for the vigilance of the strong, was gone.

Because of that damn ring.

“Do you know what this is?”

To make matters worse, he noticed even my brief reaction and revealed my true nature.

Sreung!

A blade of blue-silver light drawn from its waist.

The mouth of the aspiring blacksmith was the first to react to that dazzling brilliance.

“Ah, a sword made of arc… … .”

arc.

Almost any numbered item is a metal of 6th grade material that is just chewed up, which is actually the final stage in this world.

This is the reason why I wished that the number of enemies would be greater.

The higher the level of the explorer, the greater the difference in quality and number of essences, as well as equipment.

‘At least 9 floors.’

However, I did not turn away and accepted the cruel reality as it was.

It is not a clan of dozens of people.

Assuming that his skills follow the equipment, he is a strong person who can do activities on the 9th floor based on 5 people.

There must be at least eight integers.

All of them above 5th grade.

“Barbarian.”

In fact, at this point, the ability or anything else is meaningless.

“Give me what you got inside.”

A level that could cut all five of us alone without the help of a priest.

“If you don’t want to die.”

But, I judged.

what you must do in order to live.

therefore… … .

“Oh, are you talking about this?”

Take out the gems obtained from the boss room and hold them in your hand.

Originally, this was Plan D.

Giving everything you asked for and begging for your life.

“I had it too. Come on, hand it over here. Then I’ll let you go alive.”

“… … .”

I stared at him without a word.

As the silence grew longer, the colleagues opened their mouths one by one.

“… … we are fine just give me I don’t even know where I’m going to use it anyway.”

“I agree too. Wouldn’t it be better to avoid fighting if possible?”

Those were not worth hearing.

Because this jewel is the only reason we are still alive. You kidnapped a priest and converted him to doing credit with the madman who carries him around?

You have to make a sound that makes sense.

“My stomach… … .”

When I open my mouth carefully, my eyes are focused.

He was also quietly watching me.

A sly smile appeared on his lips.

An arrogant smile as if he already knew what choice I would make.

So, I laughed too.

“this! I’m hungry!!”

“… … What?”

The moment when he was taken aback by the sudden scream.

Without hesitation, I shoved the jewel into my mouth.

and… … .

gulp-!

forced to swallow

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My esophagus was sore as I shoved a gem the size of a mandarin orange with force, but I found out something.

That’s fine in a few seconds.

“Kick-”

The burping sound that came out as I endured the feeling of vomiting.

Then everyone came to their senses.

“What is this?”

He asked with his eyes glistening with life.

“I just felt like it!”

I answered.

After that, there was a very brief silence.

“… … .”

“… … .”

The guy had an expression like what kind of tortillas were there.

Um, aren’t our team members too different?

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.

Doing what you have to do without paying as much attention to other people’s eyes as earwax.

Isn’t that the tradition of the Barbarian clan?

“Barbarian, don’t think about dying nicely.”

He kicks the floor and shoots at me.

A speed that is hard to see as the same ability.

Soo-wook!

Whether it was expensive, his long sword pierced my shield without any resistance.

It was obvious what he was thinking.

They must have intended to kill me and rip my stomach apart to take out the jewels.

However… … .

‘So, what’s going to happen?’

I adjusted the position of the blade that digs into the shield by giving it strength.

Not outward, but towards my stomach.

“… … !!”

Realizing my intentions, he hurriedly drew his sword.

you know it too

The durability of this gem I swallowed isn’t that good.

“Is this what you think?”

I did not deny it.

This is Plan E, which will take the place of all plans that have been discarded.

“Oops—!”

Twice, fuck it.

Now I really have to go all the way to the end.

***

The guy’s eyes roll.

It is to look for opportunities from time to time.

If you can cut off my head at once, then you can really cut your stomach and take it.

However… … .

‘It’s not too early.’

I pound my stomach with a fist the size of a watermelon.

Whoops! Whoops!

The corners of his eyes that flinch every time my hand is swung.

I can clearly see on my face that I’m worried that something in my stomach might get cracked.

“Oh, it’s just that I’m bloated.”

“… … crazy guy.”

It was nice to hear.

No one walks away from fallen leaves in autumn.

But what about filth?

There may be times where you accidentally step on it, but no one is stepping on the report.

so that… … .

Puff-!

Stop tapping your stomach.

Because the key to Plan E is not to cross the line.

It seems that the warning has already been given enough.

“What do you want?”

The guy tried to talk.

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Maybe he didn’t want to provoke me, so he had already put his sword into his waist.

‘Yeah, this stuff is so important to you.’

I would like to make fun of him with his personality, but with my colleagues, I sneakily moved to the other side of the passage to get to the point.

“day. Just give me one day.”

“Aren’t you asking for help?”

He looks at me like he’s curious.

It’s not that I don’t understand

Everyone who would have been in a similar situation to me would have spit those words out at him.

However… … .

“I don’t beg for my life like that.”

To be precise, I don’t do anything pointless.

“Give me just one day.”

a day’s grace.

I decided that this was the maximum he could allow.

“Then I will not do such a cowardly thing.”

“How do I trust you?”

He briefly asked my final proposal, and without hesitation, I pulled out the hand I had prepared.

“I swear on the honor of a warrior. We are exhausted from not sleeping for several days. But if you wait just one day, I will fight fairly and fairly.”

As if I wanted to do it from the beginning.

As if I didn’t like such a cowardly number in the first place. Let’s shoot while revealing our fighting spirit, the guy who has been talking for a long time quietly asks.

“Do you really think you can win?”

I laughed bitterly.

can you win

Well, I still think that’s unlikely.

But, so what?

“Is that a reason to give up?”

Without acting, I put the truth in my mouth and spit it out.

He stared intently at my face.

And after a moment of silence, I finally came up with an answer.

“Twelve hours.”

A stubborn voice with no room for negotiation.

“Give me twelve hours.”

It was the Maginot line he had set.

“I’ll tell you in advance, but don’t think that the same trick will work even after that time.”

I would rather give up if I give up an item, but his will that he will never let us go was clearly revealed in his eyes and expression.

So I let out a long breath I had been holding back.

[05:40]

I got the time, which I desperately needed the most.

***

running through the maze

Jinhyeong is a little different from usual.

Rottmiller and the dwarf are at the front, and I’m following them from the rear.

For a simple reason.

“It really doesn’t seem to follow.”

Rotmiller said so… … .

It’s unclear how long he will keep his promise.

I have to protect the back of my head.

“So what are we going to do now?”

Rotmiller asked, opening the way at the forefront.

No, he wasn’t alone.

“Bjorn… … Are you really going to fight?”

“Joe, that doesn’t sound like a good choice. Haven’t you seen it before? Your shield is cut like some kind of mud.”

The doubts and concerns that I had endured were directed at me.

First of all, I left everything to me before, but I must have started to worry about it later.

However, as of today, democracy is over.

Because I don’t have enough time to go ahead with the work by synthesizing everyone’s opinions and persuading them.

“Hikurod, Misha, Rotmiller, Dwalkie.”

I called your names.

and asked

“I may say things or give directions that I do not understand in the future. But can you trust me and follow me one last time?”

“Of course.”

Except for Misha, the three did not immediately answer.

But for several months, I believed in myself and waited silently.

The first to speak was the dwarf.

“If it wasn’t for you in Blood Citadel, I would have died already. I will trust your judgment.”

The second was Dwalkie.

“Me, me too. Bjorn, I will believe in the fate of your hero.”

hero’s fate.

The conjecture that was served like a condiment when my nickname, Little Balkan, spread through the city, and what the shaman told me.

If it’s the first time the public doesn’t know, it’s a bit strange when he says these things seriously… … .

Well, under the current circumstances, it would be fine.

“When I ran into him, I just trembled in fear, and I couldn’t do anything.”

The last one was Rottmiller.

“I will believe and follow whatever you say.”

A deep trust was felt in his brief words.

However, Rotmiller continued without a moment’s notice.

“But aside from this, I have something to tell you first.”

“what?”

“If my guess is true, he’s really dangerous.”

“Maybe, do you have any information?”

I asked with a smile, and Rotmiller answered.

“A long time ago, I heard of an explorer who wielded an Akje longsword. Rumor has it that he was cursed by a dragon and burned all over his body.”

No, so who is it?

Rather, unlike me, who raises doubts, the trio already had someone who pointed it out.

“A dragon curse? no way… … .”

“Dragon Killer! Rotmiller, are you talking about the dragon slayer?”

“He, he, then that means he is a member of Orculis… … ?”

I frowned upon hearing the urgent cry of the trio.

I still didn’t know who the dragon killer was.

However… … .

‘Orculis.’

An ancient word in this world that means witch’s eye.

About groups that use this name as their first name, they have acquired knowledge through books.

‘A group of crazy people who say their goal is to kill the king.’

But you can’t just see them as crazy people.

The fact that they have continued to do so for decades even after doing such crazy things is a testament to the strength of each one of them.

Even though the royal family put up a huge bounty, was it all they had to kill seven so far?

‘I’ve been caught by a much more troublesome bastard than I thought.’

Apart from the bitter taste, one thought becomes clearer.

Running away is also not the best solution.

Isn’t there a famous saying?

“Well then, maybe that’s good?”

After receiving the map from Rottmiller, I designated a destination.

“We go here.”

There is no paradise where you escape.

At least this time around.