How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 43: Death sentence

Aldain led his men and left the inn.

Jung Yu-shin was sitting at the table in the same posture as Aldain had left.

The boar Suin was standing quietly behind Jung Yu-shin.

Jung Yu-shin, who had been staring at the table motionlessly as if he was nailed down, got up from his seat.

“Let’s go.”

The boar Suin, called Deulchangko, was puzzled.

He had expected that he would find a comrade to fight with and plan a strategy, but that was not the case.

He should have at least brought a recovery potion, but that was not the case.

Jung Yu-shin just grabbed the sword and coat that Aldain had given him and got up from his seat.

‘Fighting 31 people alone?’

He had to stop this young half-blood Barbaroi who was trying to do something reckless and crazy.

Deulchangko opened his mouth.

“Are you talking now? It seems like you’re not fully prepared.”

“Don’t train him, be a guide.”

Jung Yu-shin wrapped himself in a black coat and held a single-edged sword.

The moment Dulchangko opened his mouth again, Jung Yu-shin’s eyes met.

A strange energy swelled beyond his eyes.

It was like the ‘darkness’ of a labyrinth.

Dulchangko’s body trembled.

‘These are not human eyes.’

Dulchangko had experienced all sorts of things under Aldaine and was strong-minded enough not to care about anything, but his heart trembled as he looked into Jung Yu-shin’s eyes.

The beast-like eyes seemed to slowly grab Dulchangko’s heart.

“Let’s go.”

Jung Yu-shin said again.

“Yes.”

Dulchangko bowed deeply, unable to meet his eyes any longer.

The two walked along the dark and quiet southern streets.

Dulchangko walked beside Jung Yu-shin and spoke about the characteristics of the eastern district.

The Changgwan, the Redemption District, the Slums.

It was a district where the lowest of the lowest of the city lived.

A place where those with monster mutation marks or strange negative marks gathered and lived because they could not die.

Jung Yu-shin walked silently while listening to Deulchangko.

Before he knew it, he had passed the southern district of the city and was in front of the eastern district.

“Stop.”

There was a guard blocking the entrance to the eastern district.

Just like the entrance to the inner castle we saw last time, the eastern district was also blocked by guards.

“The curfew for the eastern district has passed. Go back.”

Deulchangko stepped forward and handed a leather pouch to the guard, whispering something.

The guard’s eyes widened as he listened to Deulchangko.

“I...I see. Go through!”

Jung Yu-shin took the lead and went through the gate.

The eastern district.

All kinds of lights flashed dazzlingly.

As I had heard from Dulchanko, it was a place where those with the mark of a monster gathered.

On one side of the street, slimes were crawling in a line.

Arachne, half-human and half-spider, was wearing cotton and buying things on the street.

Small kobolds were gathered with goblins, squabbling and arguing.

A huge ogre was glaring with his arms crossed in front of a bar.

In addition, various strangely shaped monsters were swarming the streets.

The atmosphere was completely different from the quiet southern district.

People were drunk, talking and screaming on the streets.

Some people were negotiating a peace deal with prostitutes in a dark alley.

Orange. Yellow. Green. Blue. Red.

All the lights coming from the stores mixed together to illuminate the decadent and hedonistic streets.

Only Jeong Yu-shin was walking with a gloomy expression.

The stray dog ​​said cautiously.

“We should go a little deeper from here. If you have any business, stay for a while...”

“Just go.”

“Yes,”

He walked for a while after leaving the dazzling streets.

Leaving behind the loud noises, he walked and reached a dark and quiet area.

He saw houses made of planks.

The ditch was flowing with foul-smelling sewage. Dirt and blood stains were pressed against the old walls.

He walked for a while.

The sounds of fighting, snoring, groans, and crying.

All kinds of naked sounds flowed out of the shantytown.

Jeong Yu-shin listened to all of those sounds as he went deeper.

After walking for about 3 hours, he saw a place that looked like a wooden inn.

Light was leaking out from between the cracks in the old wooden door.

A chattering noise was heard.

“Here. The total number known so far is 30. They are probably all gathered here. The executives, excluding those who were scattered in the guerrilla organization, gather here once a month. Even though they are low-ranking.”

Deulchangko said.

They are all executives.

“It’s not too late even now. Get ready a little more and go.”

“Go back.”

“Ska-nim.”

Jeong Yu-shin looked back at Deulchangko.

“Go.”

Deulchangko could no longer make eye contact, so he bowed his head and turned back.

Jeong Yu-shin stood in front of the bar, watching the wild boar man disappear into the darkness.

Creak.

The old door creaked open and Jeong Yu-shin came in.

The chattering noise suddenly stopped.

Jeong Yu-shin looked around and counted the number of people.

A total of 31 people.

It was different from the number that Ddeulchangko had said.

Jung Yu-shin's eyes, looking around, suddenly stopped at one place.

A human male wiping glasses at the counter.

Tarman.

A member of the Karl party.

Jung Yu-shin went in instead because he had an injured leg and couldn't go in with the Karl party.

As a result, he almost died.

The events that followed were buried and let go thanks to the goodwill and help that Jung Yu-shin showed.

I heard that Tarman was working with Anne in the Labyrinth City.

I heard that he was raising money to support Dean, who had gone mad from the 'darkness', and Marie, who was pregnant with the hobgoblin.

'Why are you here?'

His head was spinning with despair.

He wanted to know why he was here. He was going crazy.

Just then, a human male with a thick beard approached him.

"Who are you?"

Jung Yu-shin took out a dagger from his bosom and showed it to him.

“This kind of person.”

The man flinched and stepped back.

When Jung Yu-shin showed him the dagger’s mark, he nodded in relief.

“What is it? Is it Barbaroi? The new executive who just came in?”

“That’s right.”

“He’s a short-spoken guy.”

The man nodded with a smirk.

“Here’s a new recruit!!”

The man shouted. There was a giggle from the surroundings.

“Sit down. Let’s have a drink.”

Jung Yu-shin followed the man’s instructions and sat in the center of the bar.

Tarman approached him with a bottle of alcohol and a glass.

Jung Yu-shin and Tarman made eye contact.

Tarman recognized Jung Yu-shin and flinched.

“What? Tarman, do you know him?”

“Oh...no.”

The man smirked.

“Really? That’s right. The Barbarians all look similar. Muscular, fierce, and useless if they see a hole. Beastly.”

The man snatched the bottle and glass from Tarman and placed them on the table.

The cross-eyed man opened the bottle and poured the wine into the glass.

“Come on. Drink a lot.”

The wine poured down and filled the glass.

The drops of wine splashed here and there, soaking the table.

Jeong Yu-shin sat quietly and looked into the glass.

“Why? Are you afraid that the wine is poisoned? Are you scared?”

The surroundings were quiet. There was not even a sound of a mouse dying.

The man continued to speak with a round grin.

“Ska, you big punk. Where did you come from? Did you receive the gift we gave you?”

The man was tinted in the tinge of the man. You can't know that you can see it. Did you think you were? ” Jung Yu-shin listened to the man's curse silently and turned his head to look at Tarman.

Tarman stood there, trembling, unable to do anything.

Jung Yu-shin said.

"Why are you here?"

Tarman hesitated and couldn't answer.

The hairy man motioned for Tarman to come here.

Tarman approached the man and bent down.

Crap!!!

Crap!

Tarman, who was slapped in the face, broke the chair and table and rolled around.

"You have to answer. You stupid rookie. You asked this half-blood Barbaroi. You said you wanted to make money, so you grabbed your pants and can't even do your job properly. You idiot."

The man grinned at Jung Yu-shin.

"Right?"

"..."

"Right or wrong? Answer me. Am I the only one talking?"

“···Why did you touch Ditto’s family?”

The man grinned and leaned back, tilting his glass and taking a sip.

“That idiot kid was looking for a pharmacy to cure his mother, where did he get the money from? He killed her because he didn’t want to see her hopeful face. He followed his father. If he had just done what he was told, this wouldn’t have happened. It’s more like karma than anything else.”

The man got up from his seat and continued.

“There was even food in his pocket. Where did he meet that kind and easygoing guy?”

“Where’s the captain?”

The man chuckled and looked around, speaking softly.

“Guys, I’m a rookie explorer who’s only been in the labyrinth three times. I’m just a young mixed-blood with nothing special, so take care of me.”

Tsk tsk.

The men surrounding the table where Jeong Yu-shin was sitting drew their weapons.

He looked around while sitting on his chair.

Various men were holding various strange weapons.

Maces, harpoons, hatchets, crossbows, daggers, long swords, rapiers, hammers.

All kinds of weapons glowed eerily under the bar lights.

Similar emotions were floating on the faces of the men surrounding the table.

Laughter, contempt, disdain, and ridicule.

But Jung Yu-shin did not react to any of it. He just sat still and looked at Tarman’s face.

Tarman was still looking at Jung Yu-shin in the same position he had fallen down.

The fact that the half-blood Barbaroi who had saved his childhood friends and even shown him kindness would soon die before his eyes pricked his conscience.

But there was nothing he could do.

He was just a weak, bottomless scum.

A sneer appeared on the man’s face.

“You’re too scared to move. You idiot Barbar.”

At that moment.

Ssueeeeeeeeek!!!

A light flashed from the sword shop.

Phuwaaaaak!!!

In just one move, the man's head flew into the air.

Phuuuuuut.

Blood spurted out from the neck where the head had been blown off.

The body, which had lost its head, lost its strength and fell to its knees on the floor.

Thuuung! Thud! Thud!

The man's head fell to the floor and rolled around.

The people in the bar watched him, blinking their eyes, stiff.

In Jung Yu-shin's hand was a long, single-edged sword.

No one in the inn saw when Jung Yu-shin pulled out the sword.

Tarman's eyes grew as big as a lantern.

Jung Yu-shin slowly got up from his seat and looked around.

"You filthy bastards. I'll kill you all."

The one with the mace shouted in a fit of rage.

“Kill me!!”

Jung Yu-shin kicked the table.

Boom!!!

The ones who were hit by the table rolled around.

The weapons swung at Jung Yu-shin at the same time.

Mace on the right.

Spear sword on the left.

Dagger behind.

The instantaneous cognitive ability gained through leveling up made it possible.

He turned his body and dodged the dagger stabbing from behind.

Jung Yu-shin swung his sword. The target was the one with the mace.

Choo-a-a-a-aak!!!

The face of the one with the mace split in half.

Blood and pale brain matter splashed on his face.

He killed one.

There was a price to pay.

The spear sword dug into his shoulder and ripped off a handful of flesh.

Choo-doo-doo.

“Ugh.”

The sound of gritting his teeth leaked out of Jung Yu-shin’s mouth.

[Revenger]

Imprinting activated.

Blue fireworks blazed in Jung Yu-shin’s eyes.

One of them shouted in shock.

“Imprinting ability!”

“Be careful!”

They began to move cautiously.

The spear sword that had passed his shoulder flew back.

Jung Yu-shin turned his body and swung his sword diagonally.

From below to above.

Tsk tsk!!!

The thin sword cut through his stomach skin and cut out his internal organs.

“Kkwaaak!!!”

The one holding the spear sword threw away the sword, grabbed his stomach, and screamed.

There was no time to rest. Even at this moment, weapons were flying.

Jung Yu-shin quickly rolled over and stood behind the man who was grabbing his stomach.

All kinds of weapons flew in, smashing and chopping the man apart.

Bam. Swish. Swish.

Jung Yu-shin ran towards the next guy, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) his coat hem fluttering.

The one with the longsword.

The man screamed and stabbed him with his longsword.

‘Wrist.’

The bloody sword cut off the man’s wrist.

Ts ... He grabbed the spear that was coming in and swung his sword.

The sword split the wind.

Swish!

He cut off the Adam's apple of the man holding the spear and the eyes of the man holding the rapier at the same time.

"Kkaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

One grabbed his Adam's apple and the other covered his eyes and stepped back, screaming in pain.

An axe flew.

Jung Yu-shin took another step toward the axe that was coming down.

Boom!!

The axe handle hit his shoulder. His shoulder hurt. At the same time, a dagger stabbed him in the stomach from the side.

One blow. Two blows. Three blows.

The dagger slashed at Jung Yu-shin's side.

But Jung Yu-shin didn't care and bit the axe-wielding man's neck with his mouth. Like a wolf.

Crunch.

Flesh and bone were chewed into his mouth.

The man whose scapula was torn off flinched back and fell to his knees.

Crunch.

The axe fell to the floor.

He chewed it and spat it out.

“Thwack!”

The shredded scapula and flesh mixed with saliva and flew away, sticking to the floor.

Jung Yu-shin looked down at the man who was diligently stabbing with a dagger next to him.

[Revenger]

Blue irises burned in Jung Yu-shin’s eyes.

The man’s face twitched as his eyes met.

“You little punk... stop stabbing me.”

Jung Yu-shin grabbed the wrist of the man holding the dagger and twisted it to the side.

Thud.

“Whew!!!”

The man whose wrist bone was crushed swallowed a gasp.

He snatched the dagger and stabbed the man in the stomach.

Phuuk.

“Keuuk!!!”

He didn’t stop there and thrust the single-edged sword deep into the man.

Phuuk.

“Keuuk!!!”

Jung Yu-shin pushed the man’s body forward and continued stabbing the man’s stomach with the dagger he held in his other hand.

Phuuk phuuk phuuk.

Every time the dagger stabbed his stomach, the man’s body flapped like a fish.

Thump!!!

The sound of the crossbow’s strings.

Jung Yu-shin quickly ducked.

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Phuuk!!!

The bolt pierced the man’s head and lodged itself.

The dagger tore through his intestines, so he wouldn’t be able to live anyway.

“Monster...monster.”

The remaining ones trembled.

“Kill...kill them!!! We still have the advantage!!!”

A large man rushed in and swung a huge hammer.

Jung Yu-shin pulled out his sword and dodged to the side.

Kwaaaaaaaang!!!

The table and chair hit by the hammer shattered and wooden shards flew out.

The flying wooden shards flowed slowly.

Jung Yu-shin grabbed the sword with both hands.

This is enough.

Downward cut.

Tsuaaaaaak!!!

The man's wrist fell off.

"Woooooooo!!!"

The big guy with his wrist cut off screamed and twisted his body.

Knee cut.

The long sword cut through the knee cartilage.

The big guy got down on one knee.

Upward cut.

He retrieved the sword and hit the neck one last time.

Tuwoong!!!

The large neck flew through the sky and fell to the wooden floor, rolling somewhere.

Kweeeeek!!!

Jung Yu-shin instinctively raised his palm.

Swish!!

The sharp awl of the military pick pierced Jung Yu-shin's palm and popped out.

"Whoo. Whoo."

A triumphant smile appeared on the face of the man who was gasping for breath.

Jung Yu-shin gritted his teeth and pulled his pierced hand.

The man put down his weapon and stepped back.

“Now!”

The man couldn’t continue his words.

Crack!!!

Jung Yu-shin’s headbutt slammed into the man’s face.

His nose was crushed and his broken teeth flew into the air.

“Kkeuuuk!!!”

The man screamed and struggled.

He pulled out the military pick stuck in his palm and slammed it into the man’s forehead.

Crack!!!

The awl broke his forehead bone and lodged itself in his brain.

The man’s eyes rolled back and he fell down like a log.

Kuuung.

The sound of his torso collapsing on the floor was his signal.

“Hwaaaaak!!!”

The few remaining men ran to the entrance.

Are they trying to escape?

[Sacred Weapon]

The shining dagger flew like a bolt.

It sank into the wrist of the man who had just grabbed the doorknob of the bar.

“Kwaaak!!!”

The man screamed as he grabbed his wrist.

Jung Yu-shin quickly ran over and cut off the man’s neck.

A strong stream of blood gushed out from the neck and painted the bar’s door.

Whirlwind.

Jung Yu-shin swung a thin sword in the air and shook off the blood.

The effect of the Revenger imprint was slowly healing his wounded body.

Jung Yu-shin, who was blocking the entrance, looked at the single-edged drawing illuminated by the bar’s lights and said.

“You can’t go out. No one.”

Jung Yu-shin’s indifferent voice sentenced those who remained in the bar to death.