How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 75: An unexpected reunion

"Amidst the loud cheers, a white rat stood on two legs.

Its belly puffed out proudly, an unshakable stance. Could it be Ingrid's familiar?

'Click!'

Jung Yu-shin snapped out of his daze and immediately jumped up from his seat, rushing to the stage.

A sudden movement.

There was no time for the people around him to stop him.

Jung Yu-shin knelt in front of Rin on stage.

"Rin, what exactly are you doing here?"

'Click?'

Rin, standing on two feet, tilted her head. The hat fixed to her chin swayed slightly.

"Let's go home."

Jung Yu-shin extended his hand. Rin glanced at the fat clown, then wiggled her body and moved toward Jung Yu-shin's hand.

"Wait. Wait. Wait!!!"

The fat man panicked and stopped Jung Yu-shin.

Ignoring him, Jung Yu-shin stuffed Rin into his shirt's front pocket and stood up.

It was clear from his shirt sagging how well she had been fed.

Jung Yu-shin glared at the fat clown.

"Did you kidnap Rin? You bastards are about to die."

The fat clown whispered in panic.

"No! I’ll explain later, just calm down and help me!"

"Why should I?"

Jung Yu-shin's sudden intrusion caused chaos among the audience.

The murmurs grew louder, and the sweat on the fat man's face also increased.

"Hey! Aren’t you Skah? The half-blood barbarian that Oswald talked about? You barely got into the performance hall, and now you’re doing this to us?"

"You idiot. Do you even know whose familiar Rin is?"

"Skah-nim!"

Suddenly, the big-nosed man yelled. Looking back, the big-nosed man was shaking his head vigorously.

It was a sign not to reveal the familiar's identity.

Jung Yu-shin frowned.

Though he didn't understand why it was forbidden to speak, he decided to trust the big-nosed man.

"Skah-nim, it’s best if we finish the performance well. Let me take over for now."

The big-nosed man said, and Gallahaim, who looked pale, also nodded vigorously.

"No. I’ll do it."

Jung Yu-shin took Rin out of his pocket and placed her on the ground.

"Go to the big-nosed man. Later, we’ll have a talk. Where have you been wandering off to?"

'Click.'

Rin nodded and scampered over to the big-nosed man.

"I’ll take Rin’s place."

At Jung Yu-shin's words, the fat man clapped his hands.

"Thank you! No. Why should I thank you? Isn’t this strange?"

Suddenly, it seemed like the fat man was having a split personality and started muttering to himself.

"Hurry up."

Jung Yu-shin urged him.

The fat man cleared his throat and then shouted loudly again.

"Ladies and gentlemen!!! We have brought a special guest for your enjoyment!!! The white rat must go!!! The half-blood barbarian has arrived!!!"

"Waaah!!!"

A different kind of heat filled the performance hall.

However, among the cheers, some voices weren’t supportive.

"Kill him!!!"

"Cut off his dick!!!"

"My little brother’s enemy!!!"

Was this what a joyless responsibility felt like?

Looking at the angry crowd, Jung Yu-shin thought the barbarian's karma was indeed deep.

But still, he was unshaken.

Jung Yu-shin casually scratched his ear, looked around the audience, and then threw the arming sword, scabbard and all, to the big-nosed man.

He leaned against a thick wooden board.

The staff came and tied Jung Yu-shin's hands and feet with ropes.

The fat man whispered something into the ears of an orc, who had its eyes covered.

The orc's body trembled slightly.

Jung Yu-shin calmly watched the orc.

"Alright!!! Let's begin!!!"

The orc threw an axe.

Whoooosh!!!

Clang!!!

The axe buried itself into the thick wooden board.

The location was to the left of Jung Yu-shin's neck.

The axe handle was trembling.

'Shit.'

He had stepped up boldly, but now, feeling the vibrations of the axe, his chest quivered.

"Kill him!!!"

"Fucker!!! Rape him!!!"

"My grandfather!!! Because of scumbags like you...!"

Anger was mixed with the cheers.

Jung Yu-shin stared blankly at the audience.

"Grandfather is..."

Bang!!!

This time, it hit his right side at the waist.

Bang!!!

This time...

Jung Yu-shin’s expression froze.

It hit just below his privates, between his legs.

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

Of all places, the axe almost hit the worst spot.

A disabled barbarian in another world.

It wasn’t a joke that could be laughed at.

"Hey, do you want to die?"

Jung Yu-shin growled.

The orc's body trembled like a reed.

"U-uh. Sorry. Don’t shake. Calm down."

Jung Yu-shin lowered his voice and tried to soothe the orc.

But the orc, trembling, didn’t respond to his attempt.

"S-sorry. The practice opponent changed suddenly. I’m sorry!"

Swoosh!!!

Bang!!!

The axe blade grazed Jung Yu-shin's cheek and stuck into the board.

Drip.

Blood dripped from his cheek.

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Jung Yu-shin's eyes blazed with blue fury.

"Calm down and listen to me. A bit higher. Yes, throw it like that."

Jung Yu-shin guided the orc’s posture, and the orc threw the axe again.

Swoosh!!!

Bang!!!

This time, the axe hit above his head.

His chopped hair fluttered down.

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'F...ck.'

There was only one axe left.

"A bit to the left. Yes, right there."

Swoosh!!!

Unfortunately, the target of the axe was Jung Yu-shin’s head.

"Shit!"

His eyes widened. If he wasn’t careful, he’d die.

He slightly tilted his head. A subtle movement, unnoticed by anyone.

Bang!!!

Fortunately, the axe landed where his head had been, and it trembled.

He had almost died.

"Phew."

Jung Yu-shin exhaled deeply.

The clueless people cheered loudly.

"Waaah!!!"

"Ah, fuck!!! Why won’t you die?! Die!!!"

The fat man hurriedly walked onto the stage, took off his hat, and bowed.

"Thank you!!! Thank you!!! This concludes the performance!!! See you again at this time next time!!!"

As the fat man finished speaking, the band in the corner started playing their instruments.

The joyful music shook the circus hall.

People, seemingly disappointed, chattered and slowly began leaving the performance hall.

After the performance ended and the music quieted down, the staff came and untied Jung Yu-shin.

"Call the orc."

Jung Yu-shin pointed at the orc. The orc, having taken off its blindfold, staggered over.

Jung Yu-shin punched the orc in the pit of its stomach.

Gwooo!!!

"Kuuh!!!"

The orc knelt down, its head hitting the ground.

The staff gathered and murmured.

"You should be thankful I ended it here. You know it better than anyone, right?"

"K-kgh. Yes..."

The orc replied, barely able to speak.

The wound on its cheek slowly began to heal.

Jung Yu-shin crossed his arms and stared at the audience.

The big-nosed man and Gallahaim stood up and walked over.

"Skah-nim! You have great courage!"

The big-nosed man said, his eyes sparkling.

"Impressive. As expected of a barbarian."

Gallahaim nodded in agreement.

"It was nothing. I could handle it."

Jung Yu-shin shrugged and replied.

'That was close.'

As he wiped his sweat, the fat man came over.

"I have something to tell you about that white rat."

Jung Yu-shin studied the fat man's face carefully and then shook his head.

"I already heard everything from Oswald. Where is he?"

No need to hear any more, it would only make his mind more unsettled.

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"Follow me."

He followed the fat man deep into the tent.

With each tent they passed, strange sights appeared.

Animals and monsters that had been performing in the circus were sitting around, resting freely.

Curiously, the monsters and animals were not in cages.

'Were they humans?'

Jung Yu-shin swallowed his curiosity and kept walking.

In another tent, clowns who had finished performing were gathered, drinking and chatting.

Jung Yu-shin passed through them and entered another section.

Inside a small tent, people with painted faces were gathered.

And in the center, a man stood.

A man with a white-painted face, his hair completely pushed back.

Oswald.

A high-ranking member of the Shadow Clowns.

"Did you come? Skah, you’ve been waiting a long time. How was the performance?"

"It was nerve-wracking. Why did you call me?"

"Let’s talk business."

Sudden talk of business?

Wasn’t it supposed to be about the 5th prince's nanny?

Jung Yu-shin scratched the back of his neck and opened his mouth.

"It seems like there are too many people for that kind of talk?"

"Is that so? Everyone else, go rest, just the two of us."

"Yes."

The people scattered quickly.

"Sit down."

Oswald pulled out a folding chair and offered it to Jung Yu-shin.

Jung Yu-shin sat, and Gallahaim and the big-nosed man stood behind him.

"Guest's here, should we offer some tea?"

"Will you drink it?"

"No."

"Right."

Oswald sat down, crossed his legs, and examined Jung Yu-shin.

"Skah, did you use the magic stone I gave you well?"

"Yeah. I used it for something good. But it seems kind of stingy."

"What?"

"The magic stone only had half the magic in it."

"Is that so? Must have been someone else who used it. I didn’t know, since I just received it."

Oswald shrugged, seeming unconcerned by the matter.

Jung Yu-shin frowned.

"So, what’s this 'business' talk?"

"I wanted to talk about the 5th prince's nanny."

"Do I really need to know?"

"True. But listen. It’s something that concerns you to some extent."

Oswald continued.

"Originally, I was going to hand the 5th prince’s nanny over to assassins. But I’ve changed my mind."

"Why the change?"

"I found out these guys aren’t just after the 5th prince. They’ve allied with some merchants from the Lionel Kingdom."

Assassins teamed up with some merchants?

"So?"

"Keep listening. Some of the Lionel merchants have been found collaborating with slave hunters."

Slave hunters?

"Crimson Hunters. Are they the ones you mean?"

"Right. You recognize the name?"

Assassins, merchants, and slave hunters all united?

A bad smell filled the air.

"What the hell are they up to now?"

"They’re short on humans, so they’re capturing monsters and animals too. Do you know why they’re doing that?"

"Why?"

"Workers. Toys. Decorative furniture. Various reasons."

Oswald added.

"And for sacrifices to level up."

Jung Yu-shin’s face twisted with disgust.

Nausea rose within him.

‘These people are something else.’

"I crushed them last time, and they’re back again?"

The big-nosed man interjected.

"It’s definitely strange. This is an organization that just disappeared from Labyrinth City not long ago."

Oswald scratched his head.

"I don’t know either. What I want to say is simple. Help me kill these assassins. We need to rescue our people who’ve been captured."

Jung Yu-shin crossed his arms.

"It’s a difficult job. And putting everything else aside, why should I help you?"

"Didn’t you wipe out the slave hunters in the slums last time? I dug a bit into it. The reason they killed the Gnomes' family was because of that. Right? You risked your life for some insignificant people. I thought this was something you might care about."

It felt strange.

He’s begging a rookie explorer like this?

And Oswald’s reason didn’t make sense either.

His gut told him.

Oswald was hiding something.

"..."

Oswald's face became serious.

"You saw our performance, right? Because of the mark, they appear as monsters or animals, but deep down, they’re human. They’re people who don’t have any special abilities and are starving. They live by earning a little each day from the performance. Do you want them to just lie under the bottom, struggling, only to be captured and sold off?"

"Can’t they just leave Labyrinth City?"

Jung Yu-shin asked, and Oswald scoffed.

"Ha! Anyone who tries is hunted and killed. Talking monsters? They’re fascinating, but that’s not a reason to spare them. Even if they leave Labyrinth City and walk for just a month, they’ll be on the brink of death. This is the safest place."

Jung Yu-shin crossed his legs and fell into deep thought.

Oswald’s growing story was uncomfortable.

He had always run forward, struggling with a body that was hard to maintain.

He had the time to care for those around him, but that was all.

Did he need to know more about this issue?

He raised his head and stared at the ceiling of the tent.

He instinctively felt it was more complicated than it seemed.

Fights always meant risking lives.

There was no obvious reason for him to get involved in this mess.

Plus, this guy.

Wasn’t he the one who tried to kill me?

The sound of the lute he tore apart in the labyrinth still echoed in his ears.

Jung Yu-shin spoke up.

"Honestly, this is ridiculous. A guy who took assassin jobs and killed people now suddenly talks about justice? What the hell are you trying to pull? Are you out of your mind?"

Oswald’s expression darkened.

"Skah, you’re right. I don’t care much about the lives of those outside the eastern district. I admit it. I’m a piece of trash. But I still want to protect the people around me. You don’t understand. The people in the eastern district are waiting for the day they die."

Oswald pointed at Jung Yu-shin as he continued.

"And those slave hunters will keep coming into Labyrinth City. They’ve been capturing people from other places, making astronomical profits. They have enough resources. Do you really think they’ll leave you alone? No. Just because it’s quiet now doesn’t mean it’s over. That’s naive thinking."

"I’ll deal with it myself. It’s none of your business."

Jung Yu-shin replied coolly.

"Fuck! You’re making it impossible to talk."

Oswald grumbled.

"Let’s not curse. It lowers your dignity."

"Do you want me to bend over and help you?"

"This crazy bastard has lost it?!"

Oswald’s words sent Jung Yu-shin into a rage.

"What the hell are you talking about? Other people can die, but your friends in the east can live? You took assassin jobs, now you’re whining about them? What’s your deal? Why are you flip-flopping like this? Are you out of your mind?"

"Because I’m human."

Oswald spat out, his voice sharp.

"I just learned about this not long ago. I accepted the assassin’s job to confirm things. Now that I know, I’ve been acting out this nonsense."

Jung Yu-shin glared at Oswald.

He stood up.

"Enough with the bullshit. If you want to save them, you go. Big-nosed man, Gallahaim. Let’s go."

‘I’ll have to talk to Aldein about the 5th prince’s nanny matter.’

Just then, someone stepped into the tent.

"Skah, wait a moment."

Maya stood there.

Jung Yu-shin’s eyes widened.

Maya?

The disciple of Ahiman he met in the Karin party.

He thought she had taken the lizard-turned Ahiman somewhere.

‘What are you doing here...?’