Surviving the Game as a Barbarian – 84



Episode 84: Sewerage (5)

Tuk.

As soon as the barbarian fell scattering dust.

Amelia Lane Wales clenched her teeth and arched her back.

‘Is she a master of letting her guard down?’

Her ribs gave out.

Her skin covered in her blood is more than stingy it is sore.

It looks like her organs are also very damaged.

‘I don’t even know how long it’s been like this.’

Her body will recover on its own soon.

But really the pain I felt for the first time in a long time was so vivid.

I was confident that I was at least familiar with her pain.

Eat.

I burst into laughter without realizing it.

No matter how conceited the result may be.

It was absurd to think that it was the 3-month-old barbarian who created this situation.

‘He’s an amazing person.’

I’m not just talking about abilities.

A split-second decision and the boldness and determination to put it into action.

Above all the will to live.

Suddenly I even have that thought.

‘If we had met again later… the outcome might have been different.’

Of course realistically this makes no sense.

I grew up hearing that she had the greatest talent and it was she who went in and out of her labyrinth for a whopping 20 years.

but….

‘The problem is that you even think like that. Because it means that he is a dangerous person.’

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It was only a month ago that we first met her.

Even if she entered the labyrinth she could only enter it once more.

But how did this barbarian change?

The barbarian who couldn’t even brush his collar brought him to this point.

Cheeeeeek-!

Even though his entire head was blown off his body did not die and began to rebuild its flesh.

Amelia walked slowly towards it.

Truly.

There are several abilities that have the effect of overcoming death such as [Source of Darkness].

But that doesn’t mean they’re invincible.

Just look at this barbarian.

Trup-

His entire head was shattered leaving him completely defenseless.

[Eternal Life] is activated and you recover quickly?

It takes an enormous amount of time to recover from injuries of this magnitude and even that becomes impossible when one’s soul power is depleted.

That means.

If you make up your mind to kill you can do it at any time.

But without hesitation she sheathed her dagger and took out her potion.

No matter what anyone said

‘It’s clear that they weren’t sent by the royal family so there’s no need to kill them.’

She is not a murderer.

***

There was a hint.

Voices came from both front and back at the same time.

If I had been smarter and calmer I might have been able to recognize the variable called [self-replication].

If that were the case Plan A and B would have been a little different.

‘Well I guess the result would have been the same.’

I slowly opened my eyes feeling a strange sensation as if my fragmented mind was being reassembled.

“You have monstrous regenerative power.”

The first thing I saw was a psychopathic bitch.

“That’s all better than a bottle of potion.”

“Po Shen…?”

He let out a cracking voice and raised his upper body.

It was only after that that I noticed that my head was very wet.

Looking at it it doesn’t look like it’s all blood…

Could it be that this woman sprinkled a potion on me?

“Why on earth—”

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“You didn’t kill him?”

I nodded.

Well I’m glad I’m still alive…

Because she honestly was sure she was dead the moment she lost consciousness.

The woman looked at me with an annoyed look in her eyes.

“You… you haven’t changed since then.”

“what…?”

“Like back then why do you rush at me whenever you see me? “I never thought I would say this but don’t you usually think about solving it through conversation first?”

If you say so I have nothing to say.

It’s all because of my habit of always assuming the worst.

I answered in a calm voice.

“If you were going to kill me I thought that was the only way.”

When there is even the slightest gap.

Before the paralyzing poison spreads any further through the body.

I decided that I needed to compete.

The woman just sighed briefly.

“Why? “I’m sure I would have sent you away alive last time too right?”

The voice is still blunt but somehow feels a little unfair.

But I was the one who was truly wronged.

“You said that with your own mouth didn’t you? “Now that I know about this place I can’t let you go.”

Even if he hadn’t said that Plan C begging for his life would have remained Plan A.

Would I have wanted to fight a monster like this?

“I remember you said you couldn’t ‘just’ let it go.”

Either that or that.

For some reason she seemed to have been showing an accepting attitude from earlier so I asked more boldly.

“So what are you going to do with me now?”

“I have no intention of killing you. So quickly put your hands away.”

I slowly stopped moving my arm toward the mace.

And he spoke firmly.

“It’s a misunderstanding.”

“misunderstanding?”

“I didn’t think I was going to surprise you with this. only-”

“I was just trying to prepare for when I change my mind?”

…Um okay that’s it.

Because the best defense is offense.

When I neither confirmed nor denied the woman stared down at me.

The look in their eyes as if there was some kind of crazy person out there.

“You really haven’t changed at all.”

As she said that the woman spat on the floor.

For a moment I thought he was the grumpy type but when I looked closely it wasn’t saliva but blood.

It seems that my active defense before fainting did not cause any damage.

“…You didn’t take the potion?”

“Because I have that type of constitution.”

“I see.”

Although the explanation is insufficient even in brief words I refrained from saying anything.

There are some essences that actually incur a penalty when you consume a potion.

Anyway back to the point.

“Barbarian eat this.”

The woman takes out something that looks like a pill from her bosom.

The dark thing looks like a cat vomited food.

“What is this…?”

“This is a medicine made by the alchemist of Noark. “When you take it your entire memory for an hour will be erased.”

“You say it will erase my memories…? “Then why didn’t you use this when we met in the Land of the Dead?”

“Because it’s not something that can be easily obtained. “I wouldn’t have had this in the first place if it hadn’t been given to me to use in case of emergency.”

It’s a precious item.

But there is another question here.

It’s definitely not something I would say in my current situation but…

“It would be easier to kill someone so why use such a troublesome method?”

There is a saying that there is nothing more precious than human life.

This only applies to the world I used to live in.

This is a world where there are countless things more valuable than human life.

For example many people are still dying on earth for not being able to pay taxes.

In the meantime….

‘They’re sending us alive even at the cost of using up precious consumables…’

I said with certainty.

“There must be some reason for that.”

“…Why did you think that?”

“If you kill five of us the equipment alone will be worth tens of millions of stones.”

The woman was silent for a while in response to my keen point.

Because she had hit the nail on the head she thought.

But what she said at the end of her silence was unexpected.

“What on earth do you think of me?”

“that….”

As I was wondering if I could be honest the woman interrupted me.

“You don’t have to say anything. “Because I think I know.”

It looks like something is stinging him too.

But didn’t you really want to make excuses?

“Okay think whatever you want. “Because nothing changes anyway.”

The woman bends over and forces her mouth open and stuffs her pills down her throat.

A pill that melts away without any need to vomit it out later.

Grumble!

It feels like something is burning inside my head.

A completely different kind of sensation than pain.

“…Hey you really just lose your memories and that’s the end right?”

“If not do you have any other options?”

Well if you put it that way I don’t really have anything to say…

The woman chuckled as she looked at me speechless.

“She wasn’t told there were any side effects” she said. So she can grow up in peace Barbarian.”

Well then.

To be honest she didn’t feel relieved at all but she closed her eyes.

But then she opened her mouth as if she had now remembered the woman.

“Oh so what was the other one?”

huh? Another one?

“Two ways to make people angry.”

Ah that.

“That’s right….”

I literally lost my mind.

***

“Lethe’s blessing seeps into the character’s soul.”

“This is a soul that cannot be blessed. The blessings that have seeped into your soul will be removed.”

***

When I opened my eyes I was in a sewer.

The stripped equipment was scattered haphazardly around and the same was true for my colleagues.

Tuk.

Using your hands as support slowly raise your filth-covered body. And as I put on my gear my colleagues came to their senses one by one.

Everyone looked confused.

“Uh this is a sewer…?”

“What on earth is this? “We must have been chasing that evil woman…”

“Video recorder! “If you check the video recorder… it’s fucking broken!”

Colleagues who can’t remember anything about whether what the psychopathic bitch said was true.

After listening to the story it seems like his last memory was following Hans E to the hideout…

‘…Why am I fine?’

Even when I slowly recall my memories again I clearly remember what happened before I lost consciousness.

Why?

Just as I was thinking about the reason.

‘Wait a minute then what happened to that bitch?’

Belatedly the memory of Elisa came to mind and I came to my senses.

‘…Could it be that she saved him and took him with him?’

First of all it is not visible to those around.

Damn if I knew it would be like this I would have killed him right then and there with a bounty…

“Everyone look over there!!”

“uh? “Isn’t that her?”

what?

Immediately turning her head she notices a woman lying a short distance away.

Blond hair covered in dirt.

A cute back of the head that looks like you want to break it.

It must be Elisha’s year.

“You are dead!”

The dwarf runs to him in a huff takes his pulse and pronounces him dead.

This added to the confusion.

“It’s like a ghost crying. “Why on earth do we have no memories and why is this woman dead…?”

“Hasn’t DeWalky by any chance been the monster you mentioned?!”

All sorts of speculations running rampant along with perplexing voices.

Rotmiller who was able to maintain his composure came up with a plausible hypothesis.

“…I think it was all this woman’s doing.”

“what? “What did this woman do?”

“Perhaps we found this woman after a chase. And I probably won.”

Rottmiller presented Elisa’s limbs as the basis for his claim. If it weren’t for my mace it would be difficult to completely crush it like that?

“Now that I think about it I can feel traces of my magic in this woman.”

Soon De Walky also found traces of [paralysis poison] in his corpse strengthening his suspicions.

So now there is only one question left for them.

“Then why don’t you remember anything?”

Why did I lose my memory?

“If my guess is correct we were going to save this woman and take her to the city. But… I wonder if this woman came to her senses and tried to do something.”

It was quite a plausible story.

I’m sure I would have analyzed the situation that way even if I had lost my memory.

“Certainly… I think something like this could be possible with the power of an evil god of which little is known.”

“Hahaha! Still seeing her dead like this it looks like we somehow managed to resolve it!”

“…Bjorn what do you think?”

“well….”

I answered after thinking for a moment.

The conclusion they guessed and came to is quite far from the truth I remember but…

“I think Rotmiller is right.”

There’s no need to say it.

If it becomes known that I haven’t lost my memory I don’t know when that psychopathic bitch will come looking for me again.

“Let’s go outside and stop by the temple first. “Not only has he lost his memory but he may have had something wrong with his body.”

Hearing Rotmiller’s worried words everyone prepared to leave in a hurry.

Therefore I have also finished thinking about it.

‘It’s something hidden underground in the sewer….’

A secret that exists in this world that I don’t know about.

It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t curious about this person…

‘From now on I won’t even go into the sewer.’

Isn’t life more important than curiosity?