How a Black-Haired Barbarian Survived the Labyrinth in Another World-Chapter 14: The Truth and the Female Hunter
“Ugh! I’m dying of thirst.”
Jung Yu-shin got up, spitting out bear fur in his parched mouth.
Looking out the window, it was dawn.
He had accumulated so much fatigue, and yet he was so diligent the next day.
He was proud of himself for his unprepared sincerity.
A delicious smell wafted from the first floor.
He came down wearing only a shirt and pants and sat down.
“Darmong! Give me some water.”
“Are you awake?”
“Yes. I must have drunk a little last night, so I feel a little dizzy.”
“Last night?”
“Huh?”
“Ska, you slept like a corpse for a day and a half.”
Somehow, my body felt so heavy.
He scratched his head in embarrassment.
Darmong brought food and water.
Thump!
“Eat slowly.”
“I’ll eat well.”
Black rye bread, sweet pumpkin porridge, and well-cooked sausages were served for breakfast.
“Darmon, I have a question.”
“What is it?”
“Why is there no one at this inn?”
“...”
Darmon was silent for a moment.
“It’s because it’s the off-season.”
“Suddenly?”
“Not suddenly. The shedding is almost finished.”
When did the bear shed its fur?
I don’t know. Was it spring?
“Then people will come soon?”
“Come moderately. Enough to eat and live.”
“I might not have any guests because of me.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m Barbaro?”
“...I forgot. You were Barbaro.”
Barbaro, a lawbreaker who violates the virtues and discipline of the city.
When they pass by on the street, married men look at them with wary eyes, and virtuous young women cover their faces.
A husband who has lost his wife goes to Barbaroi in anger, but he is the embodiment of sexual desire who turns that man into a female.
‘Honestly, that seems like a bit of an exaggerated rumor.’
However, he couldn’t be sure if the rumor was false. He had never actually seen Barbaroi.
Darmon crossed his arms and sighed deeply.
“Let me think about it.”
“Oh. And there’s something else I’m curious about.”
“What is it?”
“What is a spirit teacher?”
“It’s the highest position in the spirit cult. There aren’t many in the cult.”
An old man at a shelter.
His own rude speech and behavior.
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Memories flashed through his mind, and he broke out in a cold sweat.
“The spirit teacher must have great power, right?”
“At least in the Eastern Alliance, you can twist the neck of a new Barbaroi without anyone saying anything. Why are you asking that?”
Damn it.
You should have been more polite.
Jung Yu-shin explained about the old man he met at the relief center last time.
After the short story, Darmon scratched his chin with his finger.
“But since you’re still alive, I guess it’s okay. Was he an old man? A white-haired human male?”
“Yes.”
“It was Luke. Apologize for your rudeness the next time you see him. I’m sure he’ll be happy to hear it.”
Luke Wiseman.
The head of the priests who serve the Wind Spirit and one of the highest council members of the Labyrinth City.
Jung Yu-shin felt dizzy after hearing Darmon’s further explanation.
‘Why is someone like that at the relief center?’
He vowed not to go near the temple that serves the Wind Spirit from now on.
“So what are you going to do now?”
Jung Yu-shin stroked his chin at Darmon’s question.
“I want to learn more.”
“Be specific.”
“Should I say how to handle weapons? I want to train my body to be strong. I felt that my eyes alone were not enough. Ah! And..”
Jung Yu-shin stopped talking and became deeply immersed in his own thoughts.
There were many areas for improvement.
There were also some regrettable aspects.
There were also reflections that suggested that he could have done better if he had done this.
Karl’s party was already over.
When I looked at it from a self-reflective perspective, removing all resentment and painful emotions.
I could see areas for improvement.
I organized my thoughts in my head.
Jung Yu-shin opened his mouth again.
“Where do you learn things like weapon techniques?”
“There is a fencing guild officially approved by the Labyrinth City. The price is 30 silver coins per month.”
“Hehehe...”
‘I only have 5 silver coins right now.’
“Then where should I go to learn writing or knowledge?”
“Are you talking about the Labyrinth City Academy? It costs 10 gold coins a year there.”
100 silver coins is 1 gold coin.
The Academy costs a whopping 1,000 silver coins a year. Just considering the tuition, excluding textbooks.
“Where should I go if I just want to learn writing?”
“I heard that the Earth Mother Temple runs an orphanage.”
“Do they teach writing there? Are there any other places?”
“Do you have a lot of money?”
“...”
Oh no.
I forgot. The temple story brought it up.
“Did I tell you what kind of imprint I got?”
“No.”
“Hehehe.”
Jeong Yu-shin laughed meaningfully.
“I’ll show you. Okay!”
“You don’t have to show me.”
Darmon muttered indifferently.
“Okay!”
Jung Yu-shin raised his arm.
Warm-colored golden magic particles gathered in his palm.
After a while.
A golden dagger was created on his palm.
“Oh.”
Paat!
The dagger he had created with all his strength disappeared immediately.
“Geeek.”
Jung Yu-shin’s whole body lost all its strength and he banged his head on the plate.
“Sacred Weapon. Isn’t it the basic magic of a priest that mixes half physical power and half light properties? It’s ordinary.”
Darmon patted Jung Yu-shin on the shoulder. It was a rare comfort given his personality. That’s why it hurt even more.
“Uh...cheer up. Good days will come as you live.”
“Is the imprint that bad?”
“It’s not bad, it’s just plain. Anyone who’s a priest can use it. And be thankful. Where haven’t you gotten a negative imprint?”
“Do you remember any negative imprints?”
“Wait a minute.”
Darmon clenched his jaw and stared blankly into space for a moment. Then he suddenly started laughing.
“One of my friends got one.”
“What?”
“A mark that makes you get an erection in front of a man instead of dying in front of a woman.”
“...”
“By the way, there’s also a mark that makes you want to buy delicious things for a child. Be careful.”
It’s dangerous.
“What do you do if you get that imprint?”
“You can erase it. Pay for it. The more times you erase # Nоvеlight # it, the more money you have to pay.”
“Hehehe.”
It wasn’t the Great Labyrinth, it was the Lucky-Pal-Gae-Jjot-Mang Labyrinth.
The legend that all the demons were gathered and sealed wasn’t a lie.
“The Sacred Weapon engraving is ordinary. Ordinary is not bad.”
Darmon, who would never say that an engraving is good even if he dies soon, came to mind.
Mi-on’s face, who had said that it was a good engraving with a clumsy smile, came to mind.
‘Was it a white lie?’
Jeong Yu-shin staggered and got up from his seat.
“I’ll go to the blacksmith shop for a moment.”
“Okay. Cheer up.”
“Yes.”
He went up to his room, put his longsword on his waist, and left the inn. People were moving busily on the street, perhaps because it was morning.
He walked diligently and arrived at the blacksmith shop.
“Boron, I’m here.”
The sound of iron striking inside the blacksmith shop stopped, and the dwarf appeared with a frown.
“I told you not to come.”
“Please change this longsword to a shorter one.”
“I told you not to come.”
“The longsword is too long to hold and swing with one hand. To be more specific, when you get close enough to touch the shield, the movement increases when you cut and stab, and the sword doesn’t reach the goblin properly.”
Boron grabbed his hair.
“Listen to me. I told you not to come. I’m busy right now! You crazy human.”
“Change it. For a short one.”
“No, I..”
“Change it.”
“Kuaaaaah!!”
“Baa...”
“Here it is! Take it and get out! I’m busy!”
Boron ran over and threw the sword and scabbard.
Arming sword, mainly used by knights, also called knightly sword was a single-handed double-edged straight sword.
‘I don’t know if it’s called that here.’
“Here’s a longsword.”
“Just take it! Don’t come back!”
‘The money’s tight.’
He put the longsword on his back and the arming sword on his waist.
“Thank you. I’ll come back.”
“Hey.”
Boron glared at him with a serious expression.
At that moment, the dwarves watching from across the blacksmith shop laughed and chattered.
“Keulheul. You look good! Boron!”
“That’s right, you took all the orders by yourself and got caught by a bad guy. That’s retribution.”
Boron’s face turned pale.
Jeong Yu-shin felt slightly wronged. He turned around and protested.
“I’m not the real one, am I?”
One of the dwarves behind him turned serious.
“You’re a real person.”
‘What the heck?’
“Why am I a real person?”
“Why did you come all the way here to ask the blacksmith to cut it instead of a perfectly good weapon shop? You’re a real person.”
When I hear it, it’s true.
But it’s a bit unfair.
‘The fantasy I know is that you buy it directly from the blacksmith!’
“I came here for the first time last time after being introduced by an acquaintance. It hasn’t been that long since I’ve been to this city. I apologize for my mistakes.”
Silence fell around them for a moment.
The dwarves stroked their beards with embarrassed expressions.
“Hmm. You’re a total rookie explorer.”
“If you came through an acquaintance. Ahem.”
“Boron, you pig. Hmm.”
Boron sank to the ground, his strength draining away.
“I didn’t mean to tell you not to come. But I’m really busy. I haven’t been able to sleep properly and I’ve been pounding on the iron for a week. Understand.”
“I understand. Then I’ll stop by later and buy you a bottle of alcohol.”
“Please give me something expensive and strong.”
“Yes.”
The dwarves behind him muttered in disappointment.
“This is how it’s going to end? This isn’t right.”
“Boron, you pig. You’re the one who eats all the orders.”
Boron shouted.
“I understand! Let’s share the orders. These guys are really.”
“You should have come out like that a long time ago. Let’s share the good stuff! Are we strangers?”
Jeong Yu-shin bowed to Boron.
“I’ll see you later.”
“Okay.”
The dwarves waved.
“Goodbye! Jinsang Barbaroi!”
Jeong Yu-shin frowned and turned around.
‘The dwarf named Jinsang Barbaroi. I remembered.’
After walking diligently, they arrived at the next destination, the Temple of the Earth Mother.
Where Mi-on was, revealing her body without hesitation in her tight priest’s uniform.
“I heard that they teach writing at this orphanage.”
A human woman wearing a neat priest’s uniform asked Jeong Yu-shin’s question.
“Do you have a child you would like to take care of?”
“No.”
Jeong Yu-shin answered.
A question appeared in the priest’s eyes.
“Are you here to teach writing? Volunteering is always welcome.”
“No.”
The priestess’s doubts grew even louder.
“Then, are you here to adopt a child who can write?”
“No.”
A brief silence.
The priest’s face turned pale.
“S...Surely ‘bride hunting’?”
“No. I came to learn.”
“And ‘female hunting’ as well?”
Did this woman just say female hunting?
“I came to learn only the real thing. Barbaro is human too. Don’t be fooled by base rumors.”
“Well... if you say so. Adults pay one silver coin per month. Classes start in the morning. Textbooks will be prepared here, and lunch is the only meal.”
He immediately took out the silver coin from his pocket and paid.
“I’m telling you this just in case. If anything unpleasant happens during class, you will be expelled immediately.”
“Understood. Don’t worry. I’m a good Barbaro who doesn’t rape.”
The color drained from the nun’s face. It was a joke, but it seemed like it didn’t work.
Jeong Yu-shin fumbled and tried to collect herself.
“That...Barbaroi, who is interested in women’s rights? I. When I look into it. Yes.”
“Ah. Yes. Yes. I see.”
The meeting ended in a cold and awkward atmosphere.
My mouth felt bitter as I saw the back of the priest running away somewhere.
‘I, a virgin, am being treated as a female hunter in this world. It’s so unfair and resentful.’
Jung Yu-shin stifled his anger and trudged back to the inn.
