Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 141



Episode 141: Awakening (4)

Hector Ludwig.

He was a respected high priest of the Leatlas Church but was an unfortunate old man who was kidnapped by a dragon slayer in his later years and forced to become a slave to an evil spirit.

“The star that rises at dusk will guide them….”

He makes the sign of the cross as is his habit but then stops.

It was because of the voice of an evil spirit echoing in my head.

[You hypocrite do you still harbor vain hopes?]

I know it even if you don’t say it.

It’s a vain hope and nothing but hypocrisy.

No matter what excuse he gives all of this is a result of his choices.

‘If that day…’

If only we had not succumbed to evil.

If you did not give up your beliefs and made all the sacrifices like the great people in the fairy tales.

There was no way the man would have reached this place.

So many people would not have disappeared in despair and the explorers we met today would have completed their exploration without incident and returned to the city.

but….

Wow.

Ludwig clenched his wrinkled hand into a fist.

It was a meaningless assumption and a regret.

Even if he goes back to that day he will definitely make the same choice.

And as if to prove this.

Huuuuung-!

He is still standing in front of the flickering portal.

To follow the single instruction given by the dragon slayer.

To be precise to protect my precious grandson who will not hurt even if I look at him.

They are protecting this place in case they escape here.

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In my mind I was just thinking this.

‘I hope they don’t come here.’

It was the only hope given to him.

A hope that is just like crumbs to say the least is simple.

However the evil spirit was not satisfied with even this.

[Mature even more.]

In a long period of despair Woongji has been chipped away and has now lost even the will to solve the problem.

He resigned himself to the miserable reality as if the slave was happy that he had received only one beating today.

I chose the lesser evil and masturbated because it was the best.

He tried to ignore the fact that he had the means to end all of this.

But the evil spirit says it’s still not enough.

[Watch you hypocrite. Despair caused by you and pain caused by you.]

A voice that resonates as if engraved in the brain.

Soon a scene appeared beyond his tightly closed eyelids.

A barbarian and his companions were fighting against a great evil.

In a situation where no one seems to have a chance of winning.

[Behel—laaaaa!!]

Unlike myself who conformed to fate.

***

“So you’re not running away?”

The guy looks at me and laughs like it’s funny.

Since I had no intention of losing momentum in the fight I forcefully raised the corner of his mouth.

If you run away it’s not like they’ll let you go kindly.

The current situation is extremely succinct.

[Use the wizard to survive until soul exhaustion ends.]

If it were a friendly game a message like this would have appeared.

Soul exhaustion lasts about 20 minutes.

Until then we must persevere.

Oh by the way running away is impossible.

There is nothing better to bite than a prey that has shown its back.

“Protect Dwalki!!”

Shout with all your might and at the same time.

Tadat!

He punches the ground as if he doesn’t want to give me time.

A new model that accelerates in an instant.

In his hand he holds the fangs of a viper taken from Misha.

Even if they take it away how can they take it away?

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Erasing the bitter feelings I focus on his movements until the end.

Kwaang-!

He makes his decision by blocking the sword with his mace.

My feet slipped backwards.

This means being pushed back from the power you were most confident in.

Whick!

The sword is swung again drawing a gentle curve.

I quickly backed away but it wasn’t enough to follow his movements.

This means that he also has the upper hand in agility.

Suddenly.

Acidic blood splattered from the gaping skin.

As expected [Iron Leather] doesn’t work either.

I was just wondering because I couldn’t use the Ark’s long sword. Yes it is a skill whose efficiency increases as physical resistance increases.

Huh!

Wiping away his complaints he swung his mace.

Suddenly.

Instead of reaching the guy the wounds increased.

However he swung the mace again.

Giving time to your colleagues by getting hit again and again.

Because that would be my role.

“When is the Dwalki magic!”

“I’m ready. But you two are so close—”

“Okay shoot!”

Finally the long-awaited ice spear is fired.

As expected the guy quickly backed away.

I guess he thought it would be a loss if he got beaten up like me.

Thank you so much.

Tadat.

I also stepped back and got out of the radius of the ice spear.

However without any time to catch his breath he quickly reached behind his back and took out a shield from his backpack.

Isn’t it the case that [Giantization] can’t be used anyway?

The judgment was that a shield would be much more helpful in battle unless it was an Arc-made longsword.

I really want to wear a breastplate but…

‘I won’t give you time to do that.’

Erasing your regrets about things you cannot have.

Not to give up but to focus everything on what is more urgent.

Throw away what you want to throw away and take only what you want.

In that sense there is one piece of information that needs to be checked first.

“What happened to Misha?”

“It looks like the bone was broken and stabbed in the intestines. “I gave you the potion so you’ll be fine soon.”

Okay until then we have to fight 1:4.

It’s a cold statement but I’m glad the one person left out wasn’t Dwalki. If it had been Dwalki who had been defeated there would have been no chance of winning—

“Be careful!”

The guy attacks again.

I guess there is no time to wait leisurely.

First of all it is a positive factor.

‘Yes you are also in a hurry.’

Although I had expected it I was convinced by this.

He’s not suffering from a short-term condition.

As you can see just by looking at them rushing towards each other as if every minute was a waste.

Kakak!

He’s trying too hard to win the game before his soul exhaustion ends. To put it simply if we hold on for just 20 minutes an opportunity will come to us.

but….

‘I’m going to have to endure it for 20 minutes.’

Time is not on our side.

You don’t know this but we only have four potions left.

‘Except for the highest level there is one intermediate level and one upper level.’

If we continue with the current structure it is certain that it will all be used up in less than a few minutes.

Therefore…

“Behel—laaaaa!!”

I shout and push the shield with all my might.

Then he dashes quickly and swings his mace.

I judged that I would never be able to last 20 minutes by lying down.

Of course only for the first few minutes.

Tadat.

If he opens a distance he will immediately follow.

And focus on attack rather than defense.

Whether Rotmiller’s arrow support comes or not.

Whether Dwalki shoots magic or not.

“…Are you saying we’re going to die together?”

He stands close and swings his mace like a person aiming at Dongguijin.

It’s called Barbarian Water Ghost Mode.

Although contradictory this tactic actually reduced injuries and made it difficult for the guy to even think about approaching Dwalki.

As if to prove that the best defense is offense.

“Tch.”

Instead of thrusting his sword at me he twisted his body to avoid his ice spear. Sadly towards the point where the crossbow was fired.

Phew!

A monumental first hit.

It wasn’t deeply embedded due to physical resistance but since it was a thigh there would have been some restrictions on mobility.

But did he finally realize something?

‘I guess this is the end of me.’

From this point on the momentum in the eyes changes.

Therefore I quickly took a step back.

A person who has learned how to give up to gain something is dangerous in any field.

“Persistent things…!”

A deep sense of death exudes from the swing of the sword.

It’s as if the shackles have been taken off.

The sword of the guy who limited the attack path for defense draws a free trajectory with only one purpose.

Well the biggest change may be something else.

Whick!

Even though the arrow grazed his shoulder he didn’t flinch and pushed me forward.

And the result.

Phew!

After several rounds of fighting its blade penetrated deep into my abdomen.

An injury that could have resulted in death if left untreated due to the loss of his natural regeneration.

“The body regenerates due to the recovery (medium) effect.”

At Rottmiller’s discretion one more bottle of potion was used.

Now all that’s left is one upper level and two top levels.

To add insult to injury.

Tadat.

We failed to stop him.

The guy jumps over me stepping on the mace as if it were some kind of acrobatic stunt.

‘Nimiral.’

He quickly turned around and extended his hand but it was already too late.

The bastard hits his ground once more and quickly closes the distance towards the camp behind him.

“Go back!”

The dwarf blocked Dwalki’s path but it didn’t mean much.

How can we stop that monster from the front?

In a situation where there is no key skill [Balance Weight].

Quang!

A dwarf who flies like a soccer ball while holding a shield with one kick.

Lot Miller abandoned his crossbow and swung his sword.

Of course there was no way it would work.

Phew!

The guy struck down Rotmiller’s sword with ease and plunged the green blade into his abdomen.

Just as Hana was about to pull out his sword.

“This is our stuff.”

Rotmiller stops this by holding his hand.

Pishuuuuut!

Fortunately the ice spear was fired just in time and the guy let go of his sword and retreated.

dump.

Rotmiller soon lost his support and fell helplessly to the floor. However the sword that was stuck in his abdomen was completely gone.

Mimic’s skill [Treasure Storehouse] that does not consume soul power.

So that he can’t use it.

To help this team even just a little bit.

‘If you give it the potion at the right time you can save it.’

Even when my colleague was injured I kept my cool.

But not everyone could do that.

“You Rotmiller…!!”

Misha who was recovering against the wall swung her sword at the guy with her body having difficulty even moving.

Even though she knew there was no way she could reach it.

For one purpose only.

“I couldn’t go to Dwalki… Boo!”

Misha’s new model kicked by the guy’s foot was once again thrown into the wall. One of them did not go straight to Dwalki but quickly moved towards the unconscious Misha.

It was obvious what I was going to do.

He must be thinking of striking the final blow and stealing the only remaining sword.

This damn thief.

“I told you so. “It’s our stuff.”

The mace was swung as if chasing away a fly and the guy fell away from Misha without any hesitation.

And then he chuckled.

“Barbarian are you still thinking about giving it a try?”

What are you saying you idiot? You’re stating the obvious.

Instead of answering I rushed towards him.

Huh!

The guy easily stepped back and dodged.

“Are you sure you believe that trash? “The one whose ice spear only emits cold air if you remove a few curses?”

Of course.

How about it being a low attack spell?

They say that if it gets stuck in the head it will fall off the same way.

Even just one lucky punch is fine so you only need to be able to hit him once.

Until then I will do whatever it takes to pass the time.

“Dwalky!!”

Thinking that it was time for the magic to fly I shouted with all my might.

But what is this again?

‘Nimiral.’

The magic doesn’t fly.

***

Liol Warb Dwalki a royal wizard.

It was no coincidence that he submitted an application to join a team that only had two fighters.

He wanted to seem like someone special.

So he chose the most convenient place.

I thought that if there were two warriors the wizard would seem more valuable. However it did not take long for the essence to be revealed.

[Hahaha my name is Riol Warb Dwarki a level 8 wizard of the royal family of Lafdonia—]

[I tried something and it turned out to be trash.]

trash.

A being who is not even treated as a wizard by the same wizard.

[Hahaha! So our team is all half-hearted? It’s better because it means we won’t have to feel intimidated when we see each other in the future.]

Nevertheless they said it was okay.

He said the same thing to me and understood.

I felt like I was being saved.

I even thought that my entire 25 years of life might have existed just to meet these people.

but….

[Are you sure you believe that trash? A guy whose ice spear only emits cold air if you remove a few curses?]

In the end the essence did not change.

Even when the moment came for him to act for the first time he couldn’t do anything properly.

No matter how powerful your magic power becomes.

He was half a wizard.

A half-assed wizard who can’t even live up to the expectations of his precious companions.

But on that topic.

[Go back!]

Protected by close friends.

[This is our stuff.]

He was unable to save his smiling colleague with his sword stuck in his head.

[I couldn’t go to Dwalkie… Wow!]

He could not protect the woman he loved.

His head turned white at that fact.

I felt so helpless that I couldn’t breathe.

If I could I wanted to run away from this cruel reality right away.

but….

“Unfortunately it looks like he’s already given up.”

You must not give up.

I wouldn’t know if I were the only one left.

Isn’t your precious comrade still fighting?

To protect everyone alone.

“Barbarian you probably know that right? “It’s all already over.”

Despite the guy’s ridicule he silently swung his mace and squirted the blood from his mouth onto the guy’s face.

All the way to the end.

Aren’t you doing your best to respond?

[Your face has brightened. Do you like your colleagues that much?]

As I started chanting I remembered a conversation from one day.

It was a conversation I had with the instructor at the Magic Tower Training Center right after the troll war.

[what? Do you want me to tell you a magic that can catch a troll? Well… it’s not like it’s not there.]

That day Dwalki paid a large amount of money to the instructor and learned one magic.

Or to be more precise he learned ‘magic combinations’.

The instructor told him several times to let him know but never to use it but…

‘Accident acceleration.’

Cognition improves dramatically and time passes more slowly.

‘Magic amplification.’

Temporarily increases output by stimulating the magic power inherent in the heart.

‘Heart palpation.’

It forcibly increases the heart rate causes magic to spread throughout the body and also overlaps psychosensory magic that is famous for its severe side effects.

Excited! Excited!

My heart beats like it’s going to explode and magical energy flows through my entire body. On the other hand my mind is refreshed than ever and my vision is clearer.

Feeling like I can do anything.

[What is your name? There is no exact name. It’s a combination that everyone knows. However if I had to add it…]

[Well well. Sacrifice has a somewhat different connotation.]

De Walki stretched out his hands forward.

That’s just it.

[Yes awakening level would be appropriate.]

Basic attack magic power.

Dozens of arrows became light and were shot out.