How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 88: Night Guest

A bustling inn.

Jung Yu-shin frowned as he looked at the rat Su-in who was trembling while being held in his hand.

“What do you mean?”

“···That’s exactly right. I have the engraving of the thief. It wasn’t my intention to steal.”

Jung Yu-shin’s hand tightened.

“Are you expecting me to believe that?”

Rat Su-in’s face became urgent.

“Ugh! It’s true. It’s a desire I can’t help! I’m sorry!”

“Really? What on earth did you take? Quickly open your hand.”

“Here...it is.”

Rat Su-in opened her palm.

There was the honey candy that Teddy Bear had given her as a gift and a fairy tale for Luna.

“Hmm...this doesn’t seem to be all there is.”

“Oh, no. This is all there is! Didn’t you grab my hand right away? I swear on my mother!”

You’re even putting your mother on the line?

“If I remember correctly, there were silver coins in my pocket, not copper coins.”

“What...what?!”

The color drained from Rat Su-in’s face at Jung Yu-shin’s words.

At that moment.

The smell of medicine wafted from behind him.

“Scar, were you here? Mars, you were here first.”

When he turned around, Iron Mask was standing there.

Mars?

Are you talking to this Rat Su-in?

“Do you know this guy?”

Jung Yu-shin asked while looking at Iron Mask.

“His name is Mars. As you can see, he’s Rat Su-in. He’s our party’s guide.”

Iron Mask answered.

Jung Yu-shin turned his head and looked at Rat Su-in for a moment before looking back at Iron Mask.

“This guy searched my pockets.”

“I got the engraving of the wall during the last labyrinth trip. It’s a engraving that causes you to search through treasure chests or pockets unintentionally. Please understand.”

“Why didn’t you erase it?”

“You should ask Mars.”

Rat Suin coughed when he felt Jung Yushin’s gaze.

“Big. I don’t know what engraving I’ll get in the future, so I’ll wait and see. I’ll prepare for a worse engraving than this.”

Do people’s thoughts really become similar as they gain experience?

“You haven’t been caught by the guards so far, so you must be talented.”

Jung Yushin let go of Rat Suin’s arm and said.

Rat Suin sat down on the chair, stroking his arm.

“Barbaroi, didn’t I just tell you? It hasn’t been long since I got the engraving.”

Jung Yushin nodded.

I see.

It was just luck.

How many people in the labyrinth city would be brave enough to empty the pockets of someone called Barbaroi, the Black-Haired?

If you do something wrong, you’ll likely end up with a big baby instead of a big fortune.

“I see. Mars, please take care of me.”

“I...”

“Why?”

“Get your hands off my butt.”

When he came to his senses, he was stroking the rat Suin’s butt.

“Fuck. Get your butt out!”

Jeong Yu-shin shouted, his anger reaching its peak.

“No···.”

Rat Suin made the most aggrieved expression in the world.

“Barbaroi, is that what you like?”

Iron Mask asked as he stepped back.

“No. There’s a deeper reason for this.”

“Do you need an explanation?”

“I’ll do it later. Where is the priest?”

Iron Mask looked at Jeong Yu-shin’s face for a while before speaking.

“···Wait a minute.”

Clank!

The door opened and someone entered the inn.

All eyes in the inn were on the person who had just entered.

A naked body.

The dwarf, wearing only a pair of triangle panties, looked around.

Jung Yu-shin’s mouth dropped open.

What the?

How morally corrupt must the city be for someone to walk around the streets in such shameless and shameless attire?

If he just sits there after seeing that, it’s obvious that the honor and justice of the innkeeper will fall to the ground.

He couldn’t just stand by and watch.

He immediately got up from his seat.

“You!”

Jung Yu-shin shouted, pointing his finger at the dwarf.

At that moment.

“Oh! You’re here?!”

Iron Mask waved his hand at the naked dwarf.

Jung Yu-shin's head turned toward Iron Mask.

What?

That naked dwarf is a party member?

It felt like getting hit in the back of the head with a baseball bat.

He thought he wouldn't be surprised anymore, but he was wrong. The darkness of the labyrinth was much deeper than he had imagined.

"Hey. Iron Mask, you came quickly."

The dwarf approached him, waving his hand in return, and his chest hair fluttered.

With each step the dwarf took, the people's whispers grew louder.

"How can there be such a perverted dwarf? Does he have no family or relatives?"

"···Is it the owner's taste?"

"It was customary to gather here for a meeting because of the Blue Moon Festival, but I think I should reconsider. I heard he was a kind half-blood Barbaro, but he's finally revealing his true colors."

All sorts of speculations and slander were flying around inside the inn's restaurant.

But the dwarf confidently walked up to Jeong Yu-shin.

“Nice to meet you! Barbaroi, I am Kubo Heavyhand. I am a priest who serves the spirit of fire.”

The triangle panties dwarf looked up at him and reached out his hand.

Jeong Yu-shin turned his head urgently and shouted.

“···Tarman!!!”

“Yes!”

Tarman, who was carrying food in the kitchen, shouted with wide eyes.

“Bring me the wheat sack! I’ve used it all up!”

“···Yes!”

Tarman threw the food down on the counter and quickly ran into the kitchen.

“···Why, why are you doing that?”

The dwarf stuttered and backed away.

“Why are you doing that? Are you crazy? Why are you walking around naked?”

“Scar, calm down. The reason Priest Kubo walks around like this is because of the imprint.”

Iron Mask stepped forward and stopped him.

“What kind of engraving is it?”

“It’s a naturalist engraving.”

“What’s that?”

The dwarf priest, Kubo, proudly spread his arms.

“It’s a engraving that increases your defense when you’re not wearing clothes or armor!”

“...”

“Here, I brought you a wheat sack!”

Jung Yu-shin took the wheat sack and handed it to the dwarf.

“Use it.”

“Didn’t I just explain it?”

“This isn’t a labyrinth, is it? Or is your heart tainted by the darkness of the labyrinth?”

“Okay, okay.”

Iron Mask’s party gathered around a corner table.

The naturalist dwarf priest, Kubo, wearing a wheat sack over his head.

Mas, the thief’s guide, the rat Suin.

Iron Mask, the former heir to the throne.

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And the good Barbaroi Jung Yu-shin.

Face to face in the corner inn.

My heart sank.

‘It’s not easy.’

No.

You can’t tell a person by looking at their appearance. You have to look inside.

“Big! Then let’s get to the point.”

“Scar, shouldn’t we start by explaining what you were doing to Mars’ butt earlier?”

Iron Mask interjected.

“There are many ears listening. Not now.”

The dwarf priest frowned at Jeong Yu-shin’s answer.

“Barbaroi, speak frankly. Aren’t we going to go into the labyrinth and put our backs together?”

“I’m sorry. It’s a seal that can’t be revealed in a crowded place. Just wait a moment.”

“···Is it really?”

“Is it that dangerous?”

The party members’ expressions became serious.

Saying it out loud here would be suicide. It was a natural death, so there was no place to go and complain.

“It’s not that serious of an imprint, so relax your expressions. I’m also wearing equipment that suppresses the imprint.”

“Okay. I’ll believe you if you say that.”

Among the party members who were glaring with faint suspicion, only Iron Mask believed Jung Yu-shin.

By the way.

It seems that their first meeting was a bit awkward.

The party members were making sullen expressions.

There was only one way to resolve this awkwardness.

He got up from his seat, searched through the cupboard, and brought out a bottle of alcohol.

“Let’s have a drink each.”

“Oh!”

The party members’ expressions brightened.

The dwarf wearing a sling smiled broadly.

“A 50-year-old dwarf owner, you’re so generous!”

“You brought the wrong one. Bring something else.”

“...”

Despite the party members’ harsh gazes, he stood firm and brought 10-year-old dwarf liquor.

“Ugh, 10-year-old liquor isn’t it not properly aged yet?”

He was a dwarf who was serious about alcohol, so he acted picky.

Jung Yu-shin poured the liquor into a glass and took a sip.

It went down smoothly and burned hot in his stomach.

“It’s well-aged. If you don’t like it, don’t drink it.”

“No. What can I say when it’s free? I’ll drink it gratefully.”

The liquor bottle went around the table. The dwarf who had been making a fuss tapped the table in satisfaction.

“I thought it was unaged, but the fresh scent is impressive.”

“Good.”

The conversation was getting off track.

Jung Yu-shin spoke up.

“Let’s get back to the party.”

Jung Yu-shin and the party started talking about the conservatives.

The conversation got longer and longer.

They talked about various things such as the weapons and equipment they were handling, the party formation, and the engraving abilities they had.

“Everything is good, but I’m worried that there is no vanguard to take charge of defense.”

The rat Suin Mars pointed out.

“Iron Mask, don’t you use a greatsword?”

“That’s right. Scar, last time I saw you, you seemed to be handling a sword. Can you use a one-handed sword?”

Jung Yu-shin stroked his chin at Iron Mask’s question.

“It’s possible. I’ll take charge of the vanguard defense. Would a round shield and an arming sword be enough? I’ll also bring a longsword as a sidearm.”

Iron Mask nodded.

“That’ll do.”

“Let’s stop the meeting.”

The inn was deserted because the conversation had been going on for a long time.

Iron Mask crossed his arms and looked at Jung Yu-shin.

“Then, will you tell me now?”

Jung Yu-shin immediately realized what Iron Mask was talking about.

“It’s a virgin female corruption imprint.”

“...”

A cold silence descended on the party members.

“Don’t worry. As I said earlier, I’m wearing an imprint suppression magic tool. As a side effect, my hands move on their own without me realizing it, but I’m controlling it well.”

Rat Suin Mars opened his mouth wide.

“Barbaroi, didn’t you grope my butt a few hours ago?”

“You pushed «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» my butt in. Let’s get right to it. And did you gild my butt? Tsk.”

“...”

Rat Suin, speechless at his own logical rebuttal, picked up his glass and poured it into his mouth.

“Isn’t that typical Barbaroi speech?”

The dwarf priest, who was wearing a wheat sack, scratched his head and said.

That’s right, I heard.

“I’m sorry. It seems like we both had an unpleasant experience, so how about we just let it go?”

“···Okay. I was the one who made the mistake first, so let’s move on this time.”

Mars nodded and replied.

Iron Mask got up first.

“Let’s end the meeting here. Let’s meet here in the morning two days later.”

““Okay.””

The party members also got up and left the inn.

Jung Yu-shin saw the party members off and sat down at the counter.

Tarman, who was guarding the seat, bowed his head.

“Ska-nim, then I’ll go in first.”

“Yes. You don’t have to wait, but thank you.”

“No. Since that snobby guy is gone, I should guard the seat.”

Jung Yu-shin smiled and hardened his face as he looked at Tarman.

“Tarman, you seem a little haggard, don’t you?”

“Uh... I guess it’s because work has been tough lately.”

Tarman stroked his bald head and tried to explain.

“Just wait a little. I’ll find one more worker.”

“···Thank you.”

Jung Yu-shin thought as he watched Tarman’s back as he left work with his shoulders hunched.

‘I should give him a raise.’

Jung Yu-shin cleaned up his desk and opened his book. He was almost done preparing for the labyrinth trip. There were still two days left, so he was thinking of rereading the forest monster ecology guide that Mion had lent him to review.

No matter how thoroughly you prepare, it’s not enough.

Crunch. Crunch.

The sound of turning the pages echoed through the quiet inn.

Squeak.

The inn door opened.

Jung Yu-shin raised his head.

It’s late at night. There’s no one here at this hour.

“···Huh?!”

A surprised voice burst out of Jung Yu-shin’s mouth.

Red ears and tail.

Karin Redtail.

“Hello? Were you waiting for me?”

Thump thump.

A white see-through nasi tsi with a ‘hopi pattern’ bra that was about to burst.

Leather pants that clung tightly. Walkers underneath.

“···Karin?”

Jung Yu-shin muttered as he stared blankly at Karin as she approached.

Strangely, she had a choke around her neck.

“Scar, it’s been a while.”

“Ah...huh?”

Jung Yu-shin stuttered as he suffered from short-term dementia due to the ‘hopi pattern’ bra that was clearly visible through the nasi.

“Scar, I have a favor to ask.”

“Uuu?”

“Can you put me to sleep?”

Karin smiled and gently stroked Jung Yu-shin’s face with her tail.