Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 269



Episode 269: Parune Island (3)

A woman stares at one place with cold eyes.

At the end of the line of sight was the corpse of a man.

Guardweaver Drows.

A scum who tried to live his second life by running away from the karma he committed under a new name.

Yes it must have been like that…

“Why are you looking like that?”

Amelia chewed her lip without realizing it.

She didn’t feel as refreshed as she thought.

“Is it because her colleagues ran away? Hey don’t worry too much. The other two went looking for it together right? “I’ll catch you soon.”

Even her immature colleague who had been complaining about her throughout the journey noticed her but in reality Amelia had no time to pay attention.

[It’s my responsibility. There is no reason for you to get involved. So hurry up and go!]

The sight of her guy making sacrifices for her comrades kept flashing in the corner of her eye.

She was dumbfounded at first.

What on earth is this guy talking about?

When will you betray us and now?

And that too for those who have no idea what kind of person they are?

Crackling.

My teeth suddenly ground apart.

If he could do that why didn’t he do it to us?

“But you recaptured the goods right? Even if they escape alive our mission is a success.”

Only then did Amelia erase her thoughts and shift her gaze to the jewel she was holding in her hand.

A legacy of Great Sage Gabrielius and a treasure kept by the lords of Noark for a long time.

Now that I think about it this also felt somewhat uncomfortable.

To be more precise the words I heard while taking this item from him kept coming back to me.

[Amelia nothing can be changed with this.]

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She said that knowing what this item meant to her.

“….”

Amelia used her poison to melt away the man’s corpse. And she put the jewel she was holding into her sub-space.

Isn’t it a situation where all of Noark’s leaders have left for the outside world and communication is no longer possible?

She will be keeping it for some time to come.

She wasn’t going to act hastily she planned to go back later and find a way to use this gem.

She said ‘I finally got it.’

One way or another the end of a long-cherished wish has come. With that thought Amelia shook off her uneasy feeling.

It was then.

“But sister.”

Carmilla the woman who was her team’s summoner and means of transportation on the sixth floor sneaked up on her and stuck to her.

Her eyes were full of curiosity.

“Is this really the item?”

It’s not that I couldn’t understand that feeling.

This is an item that has only been passed down as a legend even within Noark and in some ways is considered more fictional than the ‘Stone of Revival’.

That’s why Amelia didn’t give it any room.

“I don’t know either.”

Of course she knew.

That the story about this object is not simply a made-up story and that this object just placed in subspace is definitely the real thing.

But isn’t there a saying that it’s a good idea to have a good mind?

It would be foolish to say things like that and create variables.

“Oh don’t do that. My sister knew that man well. “I think you know whether this is real or not?”

“Again I don’t know. And whether this is the real thing or not is not something we care about. “Our mission is to take back what he had and return.”

Amelia drew a line once again.

And just as I was about to turn my back.

“What is it seeing this reaction does it seem like it’s real?”

Carmilla grinned.

She said “Wow I had no idea this was really real.”

In some ways this may sound like an immature joke.

However Amelia who had seen all kinds of ugly things in her life instinctively placed her hand on her dagger.

It was that moment.

Phew!

A warm feeling blooming from your back.

“I’m sorry Lane Wales.”

It was a mistake to only be wary of Carmilla.

When she came to her senses the warrior’s sword was piercing her stomach.

But so what?

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It was time for Amelia to take care of her mistake but she decided right away.

“Good job uncle!”

The point where the blade penetrated is under the ribs.

“When are you going to call me brother?”

Although his organs were damaged it was not an injury that would cause immediate death.

thus….

“What do you mean it’s only half mixed with blood… Ugh!”

She pulls out her dagger and stabs it forward quickly.

Her target is Carmilla.

She was the woman I wanted to kill several times.

Whick!

Unfortunately it was a bit short.

Of course it didn’t mean much.

Because I have a catching skill that I learned while fighting barbarians in the past.

Whoa!

As soon as she infuses the tip of her sword with aura the missing distance is made up.

Phew!

“Ahh!!”

The tip of her dagger dug into Carmilla’s eye.

“What a shame.”

She could have pierced her brain if it had been a little deeper.

Sigh!

As soon as I felt regret the knife stuck in my stomach was pulled out.

Her body swayed from the recoil.

But there is no time to rest.

“Shit!”

A warrior’s sword swinging straight toward a vital point.

It seemed difficult for her to avoid so Amelia stretched out her arms.

That’s because her arms aren’t vital points.

Suddenly!

A sharp long sword cut off her arm.

Her life was saved but she suffered great loss in battle.

It wasn’t that big of a problem this time either.

If her main body is broken all she has to do is use her own body to fight.

Tadat.

Amelia used the doppelganger’s [self-replication] to create a second body right behind her warrior.

And she swung her foot straight at her head.

A connection that most enemies could not even respond to.

“Back behind!”

Soon the foot of her body touched the opponent and an explosion sounded.

Kwaang-!

It wasn’t the sound coming from her head that she was aiming for.

“Ugh!”

Her feet landed on her warrior’s shoulder.

The factor was that the warrior turned her body to the side in response to a timely warning.

Phew!

As a result of the failed attack the warrior’s sword cut into his abdomen once more.

Even though the warrior was forced to quickly withdraw his body due to the use of clones to keep him in check he was not deeply embedded…

‘If I do something wrong I’ll die.’

It’s dangerous.

That was the moment when such thoughts dominated Amelia’s mind.

“What do you do hurry up and grab your arm!”

Her warrior rolled across the floor and picked up her severed arm.

It was an arm filled with a subspace bracelet.

Feeling her frustration Amelia used her body to quickly chase after her warrior.

but….

“Yongyong let’s go!”

Three steps were not enough.

[Kwaaaaaa-!]

The first thing to do was for the warrior to ride on the Drake summoned by Carmilla.

Huh! Huh!

Drake instantly rose into the sky.

I could hear their conversation buried in the strong sound of wings flapping.

“…Amelia Lane Wales. What a terrifying woman. “I never thought it would be that threatening even in that area.”

“Okay give me the potion first!”

“Let’s talk first. What to do now? “I couldn’t kill him properly.”

“Miss what does that matter! “I’m going to die anyway…”

That was the end of the conversation that her developed hearing could hear.

Now it has completely disappeared into the sky.

“Damn it.”

Amelia let out her curse words for the first time in a long time.

But that doesn’t change anything.

The only way to save yourself from a hopeless situation is through action.

Trudging.

Amelia used her normal body to carry her main body.

And she quickly left her position.

I decided that if those guys came back to the ground to confirm and kill them it would really be the end.

plod trudge.

Amelia continued to move without really knowing which direction she was going.

How long has it been like that?

It was a time when her soul power was exhausted and [self-replication] was canceled but she still got up and took a step forward.

fault.

Her body stiffened at the sound of recognition coming from next to her.

I thought that if they were my comrades who had gone to chase them they would live and if not they would die.

An either-or situation where life and death are decided.

but….

“…Einar? “Ainarnyang?”

Surprisingly Amelia’s expectations were wrong.

“you.”

“Uh huh?”

“You are Bjorn Yandel’s colleague.”

The side part she checked by raising her head.

dump-!

What was there was a cat.

***

“Ugh what is this guy again!”

Misha was confused.

That’s natural.

Anyone would do that if a woman with her arm cut off and a hole in her stomach suddenly appeared before her eyes and collapsed.

‘Uh uh… Are you one of those explorers who were fighting?’

“Potion. Okay first of all let’s start with potions…”

She was an unidentified woman but Misha first opened her water-soaked expandable backpack and took out her potion.

Is this woman on the good side or the bad side.

No I don’t have any information yet on whether she had a good side to begin with…

[You are Bjorn Yandel’s colleague.]

The last words she spoke before the woman collapsed took away even the slightest hesitation.

Yes she might know Bjorn.

Let’s start with treatment first.

Bong-!

Misha uncorked her potion and quickly poured it on her woman’s wounds.

But what is this again?

Ddddddddd.

There is no sound of water boiling which is characteristic of potions.

A potion that just flows through the wound like cold water.

“Eh? “Did you buy it from an authorized general store?”

She didn’t understand at all but Misha who had a history of buying counterfeit potions in her early days took out another potion from her bag.

But it was the same this time too.

‘…Why doesn’t this work?’

Could it be that this was fake too?

Soon as an experiment Misha fell into the water and poured some of her potion on the scratches on her body.

Cheeeeeeeek-!

I noticed that it was itching like crazy but the potion was fine.

But why doesn’t it work for this woman?

I don’t know but she didn’t give up on Misha.

Because without teeth she learned from Bjorn that the barbarian spirit is to chew with gums.

‘It’s been a really long time since I wrote this….’

Misha took out her herbs and bandages.

This is a first-aid kit that she had prepared to use in case one day she was unable to use the potion.

“It will sting a little… Oh I guess you won’t be able to hear it anyway.”

First after washing her wounds with antiseptic Misha applied her herbs and bandaged her.

Then she spread the blanket on the floor and lay down on it.

This is the end of temporary measures.

She has done everything she can the rest is up to this woman’s will.

“…I’m breathing well.”

Misha who had been observing her condition for a while saw that her breathing had stabilized and squatted down next to her blanket.

And she sighed.

“Ugh I can’t leave this like this….”

If he had just fainted he would have been able to move by carrying him on his back but his condition was so serious that using that method was impossible.

“Bjorn will wait….”

Soon Misha began to cry.

But she couldn’t leave this woman like this.

She was in that state for about 10 minutes.

Squeak Squeak Geek!

Misha turned her head at the somewhat unpleasant sound.

“Oh what is this again….”

Monsters were crawling out from the shore.

***

Tap tap tap.

The sound of flesh clashing continues regularly.

It’s a sound coming from my hand.

Should I say that I can’t leave my body alone?

I just keep snapping my fingers.

That’s right too.

‘2 hours.’

That much time has passed since we arrived at the center.

No matter how quickly I arrived at least one of my colleagues should have arrived a long time ago.

‘Why isn’t anyone coming?’

Even though I try to have faith ominous thoughts keep filling my mind.

Misha Raven Mr. Bear Einar and Erwen…

Is this really okay?

If I had known this would be the case I would have walked around the coast instead of the center…

“Do you still plan to stay here?”

As I was quietly shaking with anxiety the priestess carefully asked me a question.

To me it seemed like a fucking cult.

No I just said to have faith.

“Why are you so quick to give up even though you are a priest?”

She grumbled but deep down she knew.

Considering his job as a priest such a reaction is not strange.

Squeak Squeak Geek!

As evidence sea monsters that now only appear when events occur have begun to appear here occasionally.

Before I knew it I had walked this far at less than half the walking speed of a normal person.

‘It’ll soon be filled with stronger guys. The coast is probably already full of kids like that.’

Still no one arrived.

“Ersina.”

“Say yes.”

“Move. “Waiting doesn’t suit my temperament.”

“It looks like your faith is still the same.”

what.

When do we say that’s all we can do?

“If you had been born as a human Yandel might have become a great religious person.”

Those religious people are shit.

As a proud modern-day atheist he felt odd but he didn’t say much as it was more of an exclamation than a sarcasm.

“Stop talking nonsense and get up quickly.”

“yes.”

The goddess’s temple was raised and prepared.

And he was just about to leave.

Trudging.

After nearly two hours a visitor finally arrived.

Unfortunately it wasn’t one of our team members.

His skinny body was riddled with minor injuries as if he had just fought an arduous battle.

A longbow slung over his shoulder.

Even green hair covered in dirt.

“…Mr. Yandel.”

Is it an enemy or an ally?

It wasn’t difficult to tell.

He looked at us and asked.

“What did you guys do to Rain Wales?”

It was very elaborate.

Actually I also have a question for you.

I asked ignoring the tinnitus ringing in my ears.

“Hey why do you have Raven’s subspace ring?”

You will have to answer well.

If you don’t you’ll be really screwed.