Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 428



Episode 428: Like ice (3)

Six Roses of the Order of the Rose.

Her man Regal Vagos who caught her losing her battle from afar laughed involuntarily.

‘What a sick bitch. I am confident that I can take charge of it on my own. Whenever I come forward.’

He had been watching the two battles closely ever since the battle began.

Well if Six was going to win she had to stop that woman before she kills that barbarian.

For that guy a peaceful death is a luxury.

Therefore the plan was to make them slaves through [subjugation] and make them live in pain for the rest of their lives.

If I was unlucky and died before then I planned to absorb at least the soul and raise my abilities.

‘Well what would have gone better? That guy also fell down at that moment.’

He maintained the front line and only pretended to fight looking for an opportunity but then quietly retreated from the front line.

And he quickly headed to the place he was watching.

plod trudge.

The distance decreases rapidly.

‘It would be fun to make them into subordinates and have them fight against them.’

It was a time when I was moving forward with such expectations.

“Regal Vagos….”

A small trembling voice.

and….

Hehehe!

A threatening sound followed soon after.

Kang!

He quickly turned around and struck down the arrow with his sword.

A fairy was glaring at him from the direction the arrow came from.

“…Yes there were four years.”

One of the members of the Seven Rivers.

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After blood spirit Erwen Fornacci di Tercia.

Srp.

Regal Vagos licked his lips as a habit but somehow felt a sense of déjà vu.

‘For some reason every time I see it it’s like a face I saw somewhere a long time ago.’

Of course it wasn’t an important question to him.

***

Reality is different from the tragedy in the story.

As proof there was no rain or thunder that day. It wasn’t the day the revolution started and it wasn’t even a night so dark that the stars didn’t rise.

That day was an ordinary afternoon like any other day.

[Erwen if you keep messing around like that the scary barbarian guy is going to come and do this to you?]

Her mother scolded her as usual.

[Hey stop it. You would have understood by now.]

His father was kind.

[Aaaah!]

My younger brother cried all the time.

[Where did Daria go again….]

Her naughty older sister came home only at dawn yesterday and she was still napping.

It was a day where everything was normal.

She’s smart.

Until I heard a knock on the front door.

[Who are you?]

Instead of her mother who was doing her housework her father went out to the front door and from that moment the tragedy began.

[Yongin…? Why on earth is Yongin here… gasp!]

[I need fame but it seemed like the fairies would be the easiest to kill.]

[Aaaah!]

[Mi Miriane! Take the kids and run away!]

While her father stopped her her mother took us three sisters and ran away.

But before she could get far she was caught up by him.

and….

[I beg you… please at least take my children and run away.]

[…I understand sister.]

[Thank you… my kind little brother.]

The three sisters were barely saved by their uncle who happened to be passing by.

Although their mother made sacrifices following their father’s the sisters were still lucky. Because the number of people who died that day was over a thousand.

There was her older sister.

There was her younger brother.

So I was able to endure it.

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but….

[That young lady was born with the greatest destiny after you.]

Her older sister died.

[Big sister…is she gone anymore?]

It was because of myself.

Her relationship with her younger brother became so distant.

Still she was able to endure.

[Listen to me. Now I am your guardian.]

The person who sacrificed everything to protect me whenever there was danger.

The person who stretched out his hand and helped me up when I felt like I was about to collapse.

But the reality was so cruel.

[Yes Bjorn is dead.]

The moment she realized that following her older sister she too had left her.

Erwen couldn’t control the emotions rising up.

Why should I have everything taken away from me?

Why is the little happiness I managed to obtain so easily broken?

The reason was very simple.

Because I’m weak.

Because it is something that must be protected.

Because they protected me but I couldn’t protect them.

[The process of gaining the power of the pureblood of your clan will be much more terrifying than you imagine and it is not something you can do if you want.]

I wanted to become stronger.

I have nothing to protect anymore.

I wanted to tell the people who took it from me.

The pain of being taken away.

[Spirit King of Darkness Decloe….]

Her dark emotions gave her strength.

She took her revenge with that power.

She was called a blood-crazed bitch.

But the essence remained the same.

Rattling….

Her fingertips are shaking.

“Regal Vagos….”

If it continues like this it will be taken away again.

Even though I know this my whole body stiffens.

Compared to those days he became incomparably stronger but the weak essence that had been helplessly taken away from him remained the same.

but….

dump-

That won’t work.

And if you regret it like that…

[mister-!!!!]

Because it’s better to die.

profit

holding a protest

Tung.

Let go of the protest.

Whiiiiiiiig-!

An arrow that flies with fierce force even though it does not contain any special abilities.

Kang!

The guy who retrieves the stabbed sword strikes away the arrow.

And immediately.

“…Yes there were four years.”

I move forward with a body imprinted with fear.

Tadat.

The distance narrows in an instant as if proving the growth so far.

Whick!

He wields a dagger rather than a bow.

“The archer attacks with a sword?”

That’s because the spirit’s power can no longer be used.

Above all because Bjorn Yandel is here.

The archer’s fighting method of fighting from a wide distance cannot be used.

but….

Kang-!

As soon as the dagger collides with his sword he turns his body and delivers a series of strikes.

fault!

The guy hurriedly kicks the ground and retreats as if the blow was harsher than expected.

Okay I pushed him out and secured the seat next to him.

“What are you…”

Erwen lowered his upper body and extended his short dagger forward.

It was a basic posture she had previously learned from her older sister.

At the time he was whining about why he had to learn this.

[I told you. Even in situations where you don’t have a bow or can’t use spirits you must be able to protect yourself.]

I feel it again.

I really just had to be protected.

There was no need for long words.

“…damn kites.”

The guy cursed briefly and ran towards me.

Erwen watched him approaching and observed his movements until the end without moving an inch.

His mind was surprisingly calm.

“Whoa….”

Essence abilities cannot be used.

To help the man fight I used patrolman Ertes’ embodied ability [Harmony] to replace his soul power with natural power.

Thanks to this there is some natural power left but it is so small that it cannot be used properly.

This is really all that’s left now.

‘One dagger.’

The dagger technique I learned from my older sister.

Even that may not be enough compared to a melee explorer like Amelia.

No that’s definitely true.

There is nothing more to say if you are an explorer who has wielded a sword all your life.

but….

“So what?”

All the way to the end.

Observe the enemy’s movements and infuse strength into the dagger.

For only one goal.

“Uncle…”

No actually you’re not even an uncle.

We’re the same age and we don’t have that scary face anymore.

If other people hear it they’ll think it’s strange.

therefore….

“I will protect Bjorn Yandel.”

I decided to stop relying on someone.

***

It’s easier if you give up.

In particular it is a buzzword that can often be found on the Internet.

Although the self-deprecating nuance is a bit uncomfortable there is no error in the content of the statement itself.

“Regal Vagos casted [Dread Imprint].”

It’s easier to give up.

Just as you can’t get hurt if you don’t expect it.

I can quickly draw boundaries and protect myself about what I can’t do.

Yeah like right now.

「Strong mental strength.」

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia resists [Fear Imprint].”

The moment you put down your luggage ultimate comfort comes.

The noise that was bothering me goes away and instead of the pain that was bothering me warm darkness embraces my body.

Comfort as if you were back in your childhood.

Sometimes some people feel more comfortable here than in the bright light.

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia has suffered damage.”

Of course I wasn’t like this from the beginning.

An ordinary ordinary kid who longed for a hero.

“The Regal Vagos roars loudly.”

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia does not give up and roars louder and louder.”

But at some point I started hating hero movies.

Isn’t that stupid?

Why do I have to sacrifice myself for others?

With that question my way of life changed.

I became more comfortable and stronger.

but….

“Amelia Rainwales casted [Suragak].”

“Fatal blow.”

“Eight Rose has been defeated.”

Since when did that start?

“[Bleeding] continues.”

「Warning: Your character’s health is below 5%. If not treated quickly the character may die.”

A new question began.

“Ti Tana Akurava cries out that her comrades must be saved.”

“Periton Eriavosti casted [Salvation].”

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Opposing Darkness].”

“Holy spells lose their effectiveness due to the intervention of evil spirits.”

Maybe it was a mental defect that occurred when he entered the body of a barbarian.

“Melandka Islan moves to rescue her comrades.”

“Anne Parvela has left the front lines and is blocking the knight’s path.”

But one thing is certain.

“A powerful stroke of luck.”

“Ann Parvela has been defeated.”

“The evil priest who lost his lover is very angry.”

I don’t want to give up anymore.

Not just my life but everything else.

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Flesh Offering].”

“In exchange for your right arm the power of your next spell increases five times.”

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Corpse Flower].”

I become greedy.

“Meland Kaislan is seriously injured and is unable to fight.”

Even if that greed hurts me.

A deep desire that can no longer be feared and ignored.

“Powerful misfortune.”

「Punishment – Equivalent exchange activated.」

“You will receive 50% of the damage inflicted by Bogus Leichmont back.”

however….

“The priest of the evil spirit sensing death screams and spews out words of hatred.”

What was I doing now?

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Flesh Offering].”

“In exchange for your left arm the power of your next spell increases five times.”

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Flesh Offering].”

“In exchange for both eyes the power of the next spell increases five times.”

“Bogus Leichmont casts [Flesh Offering]…”

「….」

The sound is distant and the pain is dull.

The surroundings are dark and lonely.

“Bogus Leichmont summons [Executioner].”

“Lavienia Storus takes heavy damage and becomes incapable of combat.”

“Sven Farab falls into a state abnormality [fear].”

Feeling like I forgot something.

「Strong mental strength.」

“Sven Farab resists [fear].”

“Sven Farab left the front line and defended against the Executioner’s attack.”

“Sven Farab is sweating profusely and shouting for help.”

brings back memories

“Amelia Lane Wales makes her choice after much deliberation.”

“We attack Regal Vagos not the Executioner.”

“Sven Farab is shocked.”

What have I forgotten?

“The executioner begins to go on a rampage.”

“Sven Farab is incapable of combat.”

“Tsuon Irivan has died.”

“Lilith Marone clenches her fist and makes a decision.”

“Lear de Ash de grabs Lilith Marone’s wrist and shakes her head.”

It seems like there was definitely something that needed to be done.

“Leard Ashed casts the 7th grade mental magic ‘Thought Acceleration’.”

“Leard Ashed casts the level 6 acceleration magic ‘Magic Amplification.’”

“Reard Ashed casts the level 8 magic ‘Heart Acceleration’…”

「….」

I think there was something I vowed to never repeat again.

“Reard Ashed fires magic wildly.”

“The executioner who has suffered great damage screams.”

Oh my head hurts.

“Eleven Rose casted [Absolute Cut].”

“Puta Rickerburn is seriously injured.”

“Incredible counterattack.”

“Eleven Rose has been defeated.”

I feel like I want to rest like this but I somehow manage to keep thinking.

“Nine Rose casted [Absolute Cut].”

“Puta Rekerburn is incapable of combat.”

“Incredible counterattack.”

“Nine Rose has been defeated.”

“Puta Rickerburn has died.”

It was a time when I thought about things I had forgotten for a long time.

“The skill is canceled because Titana Akurava’s soul power is insufficient.”

“Manua Rebelles casted [Iron Fist].”

“Amelia Lane Wales is pushed back significantly.”

“The Punisher casts [Great Earthquake].”

Cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

“The character suffered damage from falling rocks.”

The surroundings seem to shake violently and suddenly I feel out of breath.

“Warning: Your character’s health has reached 0%.”

“The countdown begins.”

「Consumes 3 mental power per second. (493/496)」

「Consumes 3 mental power per second. (490/496)」

「Consumes 3 mental power per second. (487/496)」

What is this?

“Periton Ariabos decides to sacrifice himself.”

“Benjamin Orman decides to make a sacrifice.”

“The great observer smiles at their noble will.”

I don’t know.

“Destruction.”

Now I feel like it will be okay no matter what.

“All evil attribute characters and monsters within the radius will suffer significant damage.”

“The Executioner will be canceled.”

“Periton Ariabos has died.”

“Benjamin Orman has died.”

That’s how time passes.

“Reard Ashed fires magic wildly.”

“Thirteen Rose was defeated….”

My mind becomes dull.

“Reard Ashed’s magical power has been exhausted.”

“Liard Ashed smiles as he asks me to do the rest.”

In the silence that came.

“Liard Ashed has passed away.”

Nostalgic faces pass before my eyes like afterimages.

“Gold Aldidi moves towards Sven Farab.”

“Sven Farab shakes his head and refuses treatment.”

Close your eyes tightly.

“Gold Aldidi starts running.”

“Manua Repeles casted [Wind Pressure].”

“Gold Aldidi is seriously injured.”

“Amelia Lane Wales inflicts heavy damage on Manua Repeles.”

I know I need to open my eyes but

The sound comes out like a child throwing a tantrum.

“Gold Aldidi is moving.”

You’ve done enough.

“Gold Aldidi is moving.”

At this level I did my best.

“Gold Aldidi is moving.”

however….

“That Old Aldidi is stopping.”

Why?

“Gold Aldidi casted [Blood Transfusion].”

Exciting-!

“Your character will be restored.”

“Your character will be restored.”

「Character recovery…」

A somewhat warm energy embraces my cooling body.

“The character’s vitality has recovered by more than 1%.”

“The countdown ends.”

I instinctively realized that warmth.

Exciting-!

Yes it is already too late.

“The character wakes up from [faint] state.”

To quit midway.

***

My eyes are opened.

The first thing I saw was Old Man Didi.

“You’re awake… I’m glad… I’m glad….”

The old man was looking down at me panting.

With a strong bloody smell.

Seuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

The gaze goes down.

“inspiration….”

“Oh… you mean… I got hurt a little on the way here.”

Old Man Didi covers his abdomen with his palm as if hiding it.

It was a meaningless act.

Because it wasn’t a wound that could be hidden like that.

“We need to get treatment quickly—”

Old man Didi stopped talking as he looked at me muttering blankly.

“It’s impossible.”

“…?”

“The last thing I wanted to do was save you from the rock. “There are no potions anymore right?”

I don’t understand at all.

“Why… why me….”

“Lord Parav… said. “I can survive so I tell you to save yourself first.”

Old Man Didi laughed.

“Everyone knows this. “It’s over when you die.”

“….”

“Look at Yandel….”

Soon Old Man Didi coughed up blood and bent his back.

But still was there something I wanted to say?

“The only one who can make our deaths meaningless… is you. It’s just you. I won’t be able to do it. therefore….”

I couldn’t understand it.

Is there any death that is not meaningless?

There is meaning in living even if you end up in a field of dog poop.

And yet.

“You must survive.”

Old Man Didi says:

“Aren’t you… a giant?”

giant.

I got my tinnitus from a bloody battle in the Crystal Cave.

“You are the only one. “The reason we can move forward even while carrying the burden of those who died here today…”

“Something like an inspiring giant….”

“Don’t be weak. “You can do it.”

“….”

“I… wanted to avenge my granddaughter… I lived because I wanted to die but couldn’t! Aren’t you standing here now? “To save you… because I believed you could do it…”

I am completely speechless.

“therefore….”

It felt as if my faith had become a rock weighing down on my shoulders.

“No matter what anyone says… you are a giant.”

Old man Didi’s life is in shambles.

Wow.

I pump strength into my fists and hold back a weak sound that feels like I’m about to vomit at any moment.

I’m not a giant or anything.

Like I’m just an ordinary person who wants to live.

I even feel like shooting back and asking why you’re trying to make me do something like that.

I endure it for a long time.

“…don’t worry.”

Because that’s not what I have to say now.

I speak without looking anywhere.

“I will make everything you… no everything you wished for come true on your behalf. You can trust it. “I swear… on the heart of this warrior.”

I said that in a firm voice but I had no confidence.

Will I be able to keep that oath?

Even at the moment I said those words I was actually full of doubts.

But do you know that or not?

“Yes… That’s right… My heart is… relieved…”

He smiles and closes his eyes as if that’s enough.

“As expected… you… will become… a giant…”

“What are you saying? You said earlier that he was already a giant…”

“….”

No answer came back.

No matter how long I waited there would be no return.

Therefore…

Sigh.

raise your body

What on earth happened while I was passed out?

Many people have fallen regardless of whether they are friends or enemies.

There are bodies crushed by ice fragments and rocks and a huge monster lies collapsed in a corner of the clearing.

The smell of death fills the area.

There were only six people standing normally including me.

Kakak-!

Amelia is fighting against a tough boxer named Repeles.

“Vagos! The Barbarian has awakened!”

A supernatural magician who was one of the Noark side’s back line.

and….

“Don’t look kill this bitch first…!”

A dragon slayer who wields a sword.

Erwen is dealing with the bastard with only a dagger in hand.

“Oh man…!”

It was only after hearing the magician’s cry that Erwen’s head moved perhaps realizing that I had woken up.

It was never a good move.

Losing one’s attention during battle is tantamount to suicide.

“Kale Elvard Zenegger casted [Earth’s End Thorn].”

A black spear shoots out from the magician’s hand.

The level 2 skill that instantly killed Might Million while casting a scalpel teleport in Deadwood.

“…!”

Erwen’s pupils widen as he belatedly senses the surprise attack.

At the same time the mind of a warrior who had experienced numerous battles was clearly recognized.

Erwen can’t avoid that.

It wasn’t something grand like predicting the future but something that could be known for granted like how a person’s body would fly if hit by a truck.

Huuuuuuung-!

Time passes slowly.

Sigh.

His ankles are bent and he assumes a dashing stance.

but….

“….”

My body suddenly stiffens.

Why?

I’m ready to run out right away.

Exciting-

It seems as if something invisible is holding on to his ankles tenaciously.

My heart sinks coldly.

Even though I know I shouldn’t think I still think with my head.

‘If I stop that…’

Will I be able to endure it?

There must have been a backlash.

In my current state I might not be able to withstand a single blow and die instantly. Perhaps because I was under extreme stress someone’s voice suddenly played in my head.

[If the person who has to die in order to live is someone who has done nothing wrong.]

It was the voice of Hans A whom I had recently reunited with.

[No if he is the friend you wanted to protect more than anyone else.]

Maybe Hans A was right.

I was already looking for a reason to live.

[Then what do you think?]

Also if I die what happens to Old Man Didi?

What about Jun? Besides that what about the other crew members?

We were able to come this far because everyone sacrificed.

So… it shouldn’t be different just because it’s me.

We must judge calmly and move toward a path that works for everyone.

but….

Ji profit.

So you just want to watch Erwen die?

So what happens to Daria? She asked me to be her protector and she died…?

Crackling.

Her head is a mess.

How did I end up like this?

Because good and evil are not clear the choice is even more difficult. Like a skein of thread that got twisted while fiddling with it carelessly.

Wow.

It’s tightening around her neck.

but….

‘So what?’

Fuck I don’t even know anymore.

I’m just going to do whatever I want.

therefore….

[As expected… you… will become… a giant…]

I feel sorry for Didi who believed in me until the end.

Because now I am a barbarian.

Moreover if it is the giant that the old man spoke of.

‘Because I won’t sacrifice myself just to be safe.’

Bring strength to your feet that were stuck.

The body moves forward in an instant as if the momentary hesitation was a lie.

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

A gust of wind is blowing.

“…!”

“…!”

Erwen’s and my gaze intersect.

To the left you can see a dragon slayer with a surprised expression.

Kakak-!

Amelia is busy fighting.

In such a moment.

Huuuuuuung-!

A sharp black spear flying towards me.

However as I watched this my mind was surprisingly calm.

It wasn’t because I gave up.

If you keep your wits about you and avoid critical points there is a good chance that you can withstand a single blow with just this body—

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia casted [Spiritualization].”

…uh?

“Erwen Fornacci di Tercia proposes a ‘contract’ to the character.”

A familiar sensation began to spread through the skin touching Erwen.