How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 125: Baby

7th floor forest area.

In the middle of the empty space that had become a mess.

Jung Yu-shin and the troll met eyes.

The troll's face was frozen hard. He could see the hand holding the club trembling slightly.

Was he afraid?

Thinking about it, it made sense.

The human, who was nothing more than prey, knocked away the wooden club he had swung.

He hit the human with his hand with all his might, but he jumped up from his seat as if nothing had happened.

Crap!!!

Jung Yu-shin raised his palm and slapped his own cheek.

'You're crazy.'

Trying to read the troll's mind. This is serious.

Jung Yu-shin turned his head and looked down at the dwarf priest next to him.

"Kubo, tell Mars to find the holy relic and bury it in the ground."

"Ah... I understand."

In contrast to the calm voice of Jeong Yu-shin, Kubo’s voice was trembling with fear.

He held the longsword in his hand and the flint in his other hand.

Thump. Thump.

He slowly stepped forward, stepping on the dug-up earth.

His upper body was naked again.

The chain mail pieces embedded in his skin were annoying, so he dug them out one by one.

It would be better to just go naked next time.

This level of budget waste would make even the US Congress shake its head.

I could see Iron Mask from afar. He got up on the ground and barely leaned on his sword.

His eyes, which were always calm, were trembling violently as if they had encountered waves.

He waved his hand once and immediately ran towards the troll.

“Kuuuuuuu!!!”

The troll swung his club down.

Whooooooooo!!!

He moved his numb joints and stepped forward, dodging by a hair's breadth.

Kkwaaaaang!!!

As the giant club slammed into the ground, dust flew out in all directions.

Thud thud!!!

Sharp pebbles scratched his cheeks and passed by.

However, Jeong Yu-shin's eyes were as calm as a calm lake.

The troll swung his wooden club repeatedly as if he was going to end it here.

Swinging down. Swinging sideways. Swinging upward.

Kkwaaaaang!!!

Kkwaaaaang!!!

Blue chrysanthemums flew, dodging each and every one and going right between the troll's legs.

'Whew.'

He took a deep breath.

He drew the flint against the blade.

Kagagagagak!!!

Sparks flew into his left hand.

Hwaruk!!!

“Keuaaa ... Chooo ... He cut off the troll's Achilles tendon and stabbed it with his burning fist.

His body was gradually recovering due to the Revenger imprint.

New flesh grew on his arm, which should have been burned to the bone long ago. To be exact, muscles and nerves regenerated. And then the hellish flames burned everything again.

As he repeated the burning and regeneration, the Revenger imprint also grew rapidly.

A campfire to enjoy endlessly.

I am the fuel.

While he was thinking nonsense, Aldane suddenly appeared in front of him.

The one-eyed elf wearing an eye patch laughed and pointed to one side.

'Scar, peel off the flesh well. That guy's skin is thick, so stab him well with your sword. You know? Gently, like putting it in a virgin's hole.'

"Yes."

Jeong Yu-shin answered politely.

"Scar!!!"

Iron Mask, who had come close, swung his sword and shouted.

“Is it the 1st prince?”

“Scar!!! Come to your senses!!!”

“The 5th prince left me a message. He said he was waiting for his brother to be better. You have a good younger brother.”

“...”

Jung Yu-shin left Iron Mask, who had frozen like ice, and continued his sword dance.

The troll swung his club while screaming like crazy. I don’t know if it was a scream or a scream.

I might have screamed.

As I felt the pain, my mind split into many parts. The smell of grilled meat tickled my nose and an old memory suddenly came to mind.

I think it was when I went camping with my father and grilled meat.

I remember sitting on a grill with pork belly on it.

‘Father, isn’t it cooked now?’

‘Wait a minute.’

‘Yes.’

The smell of meat cooking rose to his nose.

‘I think it’s now.’

‘Not yet.’

‘I can smell something burning. Is it now?’

‘Wait a minute more. And Yushin, come to your senses.’

‘Yes. Father.’

He returned to reality.

Was it reality?

People he knew were standing outside the vacant lot, watching him.

Karl, Anne, and Marie. Einhofer, the sloppy wizard and Ahiman, Ori Roinel, Ashur, Swing Nose, Aldain and Darmon, Tarman, and even the beheaded Ditto’s family.

Finally, Karin and Mion.

I wondered why they all gathered here.

At that moment.

The wind suddenly blew behind him.

He turned around and saw Mars burying something in the ground and covering it with dirt.

A strong wind began to blow as if he had buried the relic.

His black hair swayed as if dancing in the wind.

‘Is it now?’

The burning flames were gradually eating away at his left arm.

He couldn’t hold on any longer. He held onto his mind that was wavering in pain.

He picked up the halberd that had fallen to the ground and threw it at the troll’s eye.

Ssaeeeeeeek!!!

The halberd flew straight and cut one of the troll’s eyes.

“Kiaaaaaaaak!!!”

The troll screamed and covered its face.

Jeong Yu-shin reached out his hand to the Iron Mask.

“Prince, give me the sword.”

“My name is Evan.”

“Evan, turn your back. I’ll step on it and jump up in one go to cut off the troll’s throat.”

“You insolent brat.”

The Iron Mask threw the greatsword.

Thump!

Jung Yu-shin grabbed Iron Mask's greatsword and placed his longsword on the ground.

"Let's go. Hurry up. I think I'm going to die."

Iron Mask ran towards the troll without saying a word.

Jung Yu-shin also ran after Iron Mask.

When he got close enough, Iron Mask lay down on the ground and turned his back.

Boom!!!

He stepped on Iron Mask's back and jumped high into the sky.

He soared high on the whirlwind that arose as his magic power was released.

But it wasn't enough.

Was it not reaching?

At that moment.

[Wind]

The wind magic blown by the elf wizard supported his feet.

"Barbaroi!!! Go!!!"

The elf wizard shouted from behind.

Paaaaang!!!

He jumped again and reached the troll's face.

He raised his blazing fist.

[Sacred Weapon]

I imagined a thin cloth glove and gave it characteristics by using all the magic power I gathered as a venger.

To make it burn more fiercely.

And to mix with divinity.

I wonder if it was properly implemented.

The holy weapon and fire mixed together and burned fiercely.

Fire Punch.

Once in a lifetime.

If I was dead, I was dead. A technique I would never use again.

Paaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!

The fire fist struck the troll's jaw.

The troll's jaw lifted toward the sky.

"Kaaaaaaah!!!"

He spun around in the air to cheer on the troll's screams, grabbed his greatsword, and swung it.

Kwaaaaaaaah!!!

The greatsword cut halfway through the troll's neck and got stuck.

"Kkeueueueu!!!"

The troll made a strange noise and flailed his arms.

He pulled out the greatsword, threw it away, and grabbed the troll's neck section.

"Heuu ... Thump thump.

The troll went crazy. Whether it was or not, Jeong Yu-shin used all his strength.

The muscle fibers attached to the neck broke one by one, and blood gradually gushed out from the torn blood vessels.

The result of the divine flame completely blocking the troll's regenerative power.

And then the white cervical vertebrae were visible.

He raised his fire fist and struck it repeatedly.

Bam!!! Bam!!! Bam!!!

The cervical vertebrae, which were as big as a human torso, cracked.

"Kak!!! Kaaaaak!!! Kaaaaak!!!"

The troll let out a pitiful scream as if pleading. Without stopping, he swung his fist and shattered the cervical vertebrae.

Paaaak!!!

The troll's neck was twisted abnormally.

Jjaaaak!!!

Without stopping, he grabbed the half-split neck with both hands and tore it off.

Boom!!!

The torn troll head fell to the floor.

Subjugation complete.

As the troll’s body slowly began to collapse, Jung Yu-shin rolled to the floor.

[Extinguish]

The elf wizard quickly ran over and used extinguishing magic on Jung Yu-shin’s arm.

The flames, which had weakened after a long burn, were easily extinguished with extinguishing magic.

“Roynel, since when have you been using magic?”

Jung Yu-shin asked, looking at his steaming arm.

The elf wizard grabbed Jung Yu-shin’s shoulder and shook it.

“Barbaroi! Come to your senses!”

“Ska!!!”

His companions quickly ran over.

Jung Yu-shin closed his eyes. As the pain subsided, he was too tired.

* * *

Jung Yu-shin’s consciousness drifted here and there like a buoy on the sea.

The sound of people talking rang in his ears.

“···Who on earth are you?”

“···Pouring oil on your arm and lighting a fire is scary.”

“···Just a little more.”

When he opened his eyes again, he saw a bonfire.

The party members were sitting there huddled together.

“Scar, are you awake?”

Iron Mask asked.

“···You’re fine. Are you still in the labyrinth?”

“Yeah. You just have to go one more day.”

“Is that so? Are you all hurt?”

“Everyone’s fine. Kubo, the priest, must have had a hard time.”

“Yeah.”

He looked up and saw the elf wizard and the dwarf.

The dwarf named Durin was laughing as if he had finally gone completely crazy. It was similar to the state of Dean I had seen before.

“Wizard, what are you going to do with that dwarf?”

The elf wizard sighed deeply.

“Whew. I should take him to the Magic Tower. They’re currently researching ways to cure the madness. But you were that guy.”

“What kind of guy?”

“The last time the Swordsmanship Guild Leader visited the Magic Tower. One of the black-haired disciples was suffering from a bit of madness, and he asked if there was a way to cure him.”

“So?”

“I told him there wasn’t anything. The Swordsmanship Guild Leader said yes and left. We said we’d take a look, but he declined.”

I’ve met this kind of fate before.

Jeong Yu-shin didn’t answer and closed his eyes again.

Cool magic gently wrapped Jeong Yu-shin’s body and mind.

* * *

A day passed after he came to his senses.

Despite all the things that happened, the party arrived safely in front of the 7th floor transfer stone.

We completed all the requests and survived. That was enough.

“Ah, I should rest.”

Kubo muttered absentmindedly.

“Me too.”

Mas nodded in agreement.

“...”

Jung Yu-shin said nothing and placed his hand on the transfer stone.

Iron Mask placed his hand on Jung Yu-shin’s shoulder.

A day had passed since he came to his senses, but his absentminded appearance was strangely bothering him.

“Scar, are you okay?”

“I’m fine.”

Jung Yu-shin shrugged and replied.

Except that Ditto’s head was flying through the air and circling around him.

He couldn’t let it show. If someone noticed, it would be difficult to re-enter the labyrinth.

Especially if Ashur found out, he absolutely could not do so.

Whoaaaaah.

Red portals and blue portals were created.

The party members entered the blue portal one by one.

Jung Yu-shin also stepped into the blue portal.

He felt floating and the hot air touched his skin.

Jung Yu-shin covered his face with his hand from the strong sunlight.

Was it morning or noon?

He wanted to take a deep breath and sleep.

“Whew, I thought I would get the imprint this time.”

Mars muttered with a deep sigh.

Jung Yu-shin snickered.

“Mars, is it that easy to get an imprint...?”

Jung Yu-shin stopped talking.

The reason why the light was radiating strongly from his body.

“What, what is it?!”

Jung Yu-shin looked down at his body in shock.

The light gradually grew stronger and covered his entire body.

And then.

Flash!

The light slowly faded away.

The party members’ eyes widened as if they were going to pop out.

“Oh... God.”

Kubo looked for God with a trembling ⊛ Nоvеlιght ⊛ (Read the full story) voice.

In the place where Jeong Yu-shin disappeared.

Only a black-haired pretty boy was left, standing there blankly.

The pretty boy looked down at his hands and opened his mouth.

“Huh...?”